As he moved forward, Li Xiuyuan felt the wind blowing in front of him getting stronger and stronger, and there was even a dull pain from sand and gravel hitting his face.
Since it is Tianfeng Valley, it must be related to the wind. As long as you follow the direction of the wind, you can get out of this narrow valley.
All the way forward, after walking for another mile, I saw cliffs on both sides of the road, giving people a feeling of being unattainable.
I saw a gust of wind roaring from the middle of the canyon, making a roaring sound like the monsters that had just passed by.
The wind as fierce as a wild knife blew in his face, instantly causing pain on his face. If the gown on his body was not made of heavenly silk, he would have been torn to pieces by the wind.
"Is this Tianfeng Gorge?" As he walked, there was doubt in his eyes. I thought that Tianfeng Gorge didn’t look like a good place.
But he also understands that the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunity. This truth has been confirmed by him countless times in the past years.
Just like the death ruins in the Demon Realm, if it weren't for the black dragon that was about to transform into a dragon, he wouldn't have been able to go to the Tianyu City above the nine heavens.
I continued to walk forward in the strong wind and turbulence. I don’t know how long I walked, but the strong wind was still howling.
Endless strong winds blow continuously, and the cliffs on both sides have been eroded by the strong winds for many years, and have been blown away by the wind. Only the hard rocks on the surface are left.
The strong wind became stronger and stronger, and he had to use his true energy to resist it. For a while, even movement became difficult.
I really don't know how those monsters got through.
After thinking carefully in his mind, he couldn't help but take out the Shura Sword. He decided to stay here for a few days and try to practice the second style of Shenlong Sword Technique.
The second form is to see the dragon and remove the armor.
Using the power of the cave to move the divine dragon's body, it will be both offensive and defensive. Coupled with Li Xiuyuan's understanding of Ruoshui's sword power, it will be invincible within one foot.
Although he has not yet entered the cave, he still wants to try the dragon sword technique that he has not improved for a long time.
There is also his own reincarnation sword technique. If he practices it in this strong wind, will it have unexpected effects? Will those flowers that fill the sky turn into flying sand in the strong wind?
After walking for nearly two miles, we finally found a cave between the cliffs.
He jumped up and explored carefully, only to find that there was a cave inside, and he happened to spend the night here.
In the next few days, he decided to practice here before continuing on his way. At least, you can miss that group of monster beasts and don't have to rush to fight them.
After some searching, I found that there was an underground river deep in the cave, and then I even took a bath and drank water.
Xindao is such a natural cultivation treasure land, and the three Nangong Ruyu girls should really be allowed to stay. Even if it doesn't help their cultivation much, it is the best for their physical bodies.
Shaking his head, smelling the stench all over his body, he jumped in with a plop.
"Wow!" Before he could understand, a biting coldness pierced his whole body. This moment seemed to open a window of memory, allowing him to return to a cold pool somewhere.
In a daze, Li Xiuwu seemed to remember the moment he met Nangong Ruyu's mother. It turned out that it was the woman who rescued him from the bottomless cold pool...
Under the stimulation of the bitterly cold springs in the underground river, he finally regained some of his memory.
Even this little memory is enough to cause shocking waves in his heart!
It turns out that he is really Nangong Ruyu's master, and Yu'er's mother is his savior. Since she is my incompetent benefactor, why do I never like to have contact with her?
Could it be that I still have some misunderstanding with her?
It turns out that I really come from the Five Realms Dynasty that Nangong Ruyuzui used... Then, the women I met in Tianxiang City are naturally my mother, sister, mistress, etc.
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People.
"I missed it! I was careless!" Li Xiuyuan, who was in the glacier, let out a long sigh. He was about to cry but had no tears, so he muttered silently: "Even if we meet each other and we don't know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost..."
Letting tears roll down his face like broken pearls, Li Xiuyuan shouted wildly: "God is playing tricks on me, one day I will open the sky with a sword!"
"Boom!" A spring thunder struck in the sky of Tianfeng Gorge, as if someone from the nine heavens was warning him not to be arrogant.
He thought of the middle-aged woman who fainted in his arms. If she was not her biological mother, how could any woman casually identify someone else's child?
He still knows the truth that blood is thicker than water, and his sister is actually married. I wonder if these mothers in the past have become grandmothers...
And the mistress in a red dress... Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but murmur to himself: "The mistress is real, then the gentleman in the dream is also real... Mu Mu!"
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his heart felt like it had been cut by a knife!
He grabbed the cold rocks in the underground river with both hands, but what he was thinking about was the girl in the white dress who transformed into a golden phoenix and slowly rose into the sky and left.
Under the wingspan of the golden wings, what he said in his mouth was: "Brother, don't forget Mu Mu!"
"Don't forget Mu Mu!" Li Xiuyuan murmured repeatedly: "I actually cut you off from my life for countless years, Mu Mu, my Mu Mu..."
Li Xiuyuan, who was in great pain, thought that although he missed his mother, deciding to come to Shura battlefield to restore his memory was the most correct decision.
Only when all memories are restored can we recall more of the past.
Just like the people described by Nangong Ruyu, they actually existed, and he actually cut them off one by one for countless years.
Ten years, more than ten years!
After several misses and reunions, he didn't even know where he came from?
He doesn't even know his true age now.
It seems that only by meeting Nangong Ruyu and asking her about her age can we understand how many years he has been living like crazy.
This night, Li Xiuyuan rarely made tea.
Instead, after setting up a defensive array at the entrance of the cave, he went back to the cave to roast a piece of monster meat and drank three glasses of apricot wine brewed in the spring.
After eating two pieces of meat and drinking three glasses of wine, Li Xiuyuan was so drunk that he couldn't wake up today.
There is a saying that people will get drunk without being drunk. After recovering so much memory, he fell drunk in his own memory for the first time.
Even though he was very drunk, at the moment when he was about to fall asleep, he still whispered in his mouth:
I remember when I was young, I loved chatting and you loved laughing.
Once we were sitting side by side under an apricot tree, the wind was blowing in the trees and the birds were chirping.
We don’t know how we fell asleep, and we don’t know how many flowers fell in our dreams.
...
The next day, after filling his stomach and jumping out of the cave with his Shura Sword, Li Xiuyuan discovered that not only was there wind today, but there was also a steady spring rain.
Such a spring rain accompanied by strong wind is a very uncomfortable thing.
Li Xiuyuan didn't care, he wanted to take advantage of this storm to improve his sword power to a higher level.
He has practiced the Samsara Sword on the Wangchuan Bridge for hundreds of years and has become very proficient. Now he just wants to remove those millions of flowers, which are the grains of sand in the strong wind.
If that's the case, there's no telling if his Ruoshui Sword Power will be able to be cultivated to a perfect level, and there's even hope that he can comprehend some of the legendary sword realm when he breaks through to the cave sky!
And my own flaming sword intention may be able to transform from virtual to real, from sword intention to sword power!
When the two sword powers are combined into one, I am afraid that when encountering demons from outside the territory, I won't be so flustered.
From Chen time to noon, he practiced hard for two days in the torrential rain.
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At that time, I didn't know how to cut tens of thousands of swords. When my right hand got tired, I switched to my left hand!
In the Shura battlefield right now, even Zhuge Xiongfeng, who was left in ruins, didn't know the secret of his left-hand sword!
Even Nangong Ruyu might have long forgotten that her master was a master of left-handed swordsmanship.
Exhausted, he returned to the cave and lay down on the ground panting. Even though he practiced hard for two hours and was blown around by the strong wind, he still couldn't find the feeling of turning flowers into sand and gravel in the wind.
Not to mention the insights into the second form of the Shenlong Sword Technique, the Wind Dragon Disarming Armor.
Or do you really have to wait until you break through the divine dragon body to the seventh level, or break through to the cave sky, before you can understand the essence of the second sword move?
When Long Qingfeng left, he told him that he couldn't practice the second sword move unless he went to the cave, which seemed to make sense.
It’s just that the master said that Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. He still hasn't understood the reason why all things bear yin and hold yang, and use qi to create harmony.
Apart from anything else, if he could turn Qianlong Zaiyuan's one move into three moves, it would be an extremely important thing for him.
At least when you encounter enemies in the future, you don't have to use the laborious reincarnation sword technique again and again.
Just because as his cultivation level improved, although the power of the Samsara Sword Technique was much greater, the consumption of his fairy spirit energy also increased.
So much so that every time he used the Samsara Sword Technique, he felt powerless.
Is it possible that he wants to break through his cultivation level to something extraordinary, or is it going to be a mortal state later?
Shaking his head, he felt hungover all night and wanted to cook a pot of porridge to clear his mind.
Fortunately, he found this cave in Tianfeng Gorge, which gave him a quiet place to rest when he collapsed from exhaustion. Otherwise, he might not be able to stay here for more than two days and would have to leave in a hurry.
This was why he saw neither monks nor monsters in the canyon.
The environment here is so harsh that even monsters passing by are not willing to stay for a while.
After having lunch and taking a rest, it was almost time.
He jumped out of the cave with the Shura Sword, but he was dumbfounded. There was no wind or rain in Tianfeng Gorge at the moment. Under the calm wind and waves, there was no trace of the chilling atmosphere in the morning.
He thought to himself that the strong wind here still lasts for a while. It seems that the only way to practice swordsmanship in the wind is to find the pattern of the wind.
When he returned to the cave, he lay on the animal blanket and quietly recalled the fragments of his morning practice, trying to find some opportunities for breakthrough.
I have cut snow in the wind and snow, cut flowers in spring, and cut leaves all over the sky in autumn...but those things are weak and weak.
Whether it is spring or autumn or falling snow, it is just drifting in the wind, seemingly without any effort.
What I have practiced is just a skill. If the water is like the wind, it always lacks a bit of domineering!
What if we change our practice method and chop away the flying sand flying in the wind? Flying sand is not comparable to fallen leaves, both in terms of speed and power, it is extremely violent!
If I can chop away the flying sand in the strong wind, can I chop away the heavy rain in summer in the future?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but be greatly surprised! Even the trace of melancholy from last night dissipated a little in an instant. Obsessed with practice and swords, he finally smiled when he saw that he had found a way to achieve a breakthrough in practice.
I don’t know how many years I have been practicing. I have always used fallen leaves, flying flowers, and falling snow as reference objects for my sword practice, but I have never thought about another heavy rain.
Although he had practiced swordsmanship under the waterfall in the mountain stream behind the academy, he had only practiced his Ruoshui Sword Intention, which meant cutting off water with his sword.
But what I want to practice now is to use the sword in my hand to cut away the sand grains hidden in the strong wind like a hidden weapon!
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