Chapter 80 Borrowing a Sword (Part 1)
The next morning, Yi Xifeng sat cross-legged in a corner of the sword dojo.
Although this is called a sword dojo, to be honest, it is just a relatively flat battlefield. There are even sword marks on the ground of this dojo, which are extremely smooth and stretch for more than ten miles.
Couldn't this be built by that woman herself...
Maybe this place is not high-end, but the sword intention in it is quite profound. As soon as you step in, you will see a sword that reaches to the center of your eyebrows.
The sword's intention is awe-inspiring and murderous. The sword's intention is majestic and vast.
With this realization, the fair young man knew that there was a 100% chance that this place was run by that woman. Ever since the dojo was established, the depiction of the sword intention had been filled with that grand aura.
No one but the Holy One can do it.
For Yi Xifeng, this place is an excellent place for enlightenment.
It can’t be said that he stole his skills from others, but at most, he learned a thing or two from them.
There are no years of practice, just one period of sitting.
Since the Xizhou Sword Spirit did not tell him when he would arrive on the second day, Yi Xifeng had been here since early morning and had been practicing in the corner.
Every time I practice for a while, I open my eyes and look at it. Although it takes years to practice, I still have free time in my heart.
"Why hasn't this sword spirit come yet?"
Yi Xifeng raised his eyes and looked at the height of the sun above his head. The scorching sun was hanging in the sky. Calculating the time, it was probably noon.
Just... just why it is so hot.
He is now a minor in physical and qi training. According to common sense, the heat and cold do not have much to do with him. His body maintains a constant temperature all year round.
But he didn't care, he just thought it was a climate problem in this place.
It may also be that the ancient road was specially created.
After all, the rules of heaven and earth are in her hands, and small means such as changing the temperature are as easy as drinking water.
Little did he know that somewhere in the sky, the sword spirit and the ancient path stood together, looking down at the sword dojo below. There were dark clouds above them. Only in the small area where Yi Xifeng was, the clouds dispersed and the scorching sun hung in the sky.
Gu Dao waved his hand and gathered the heat scattered above the clouds into a small hole in the entire cloud layer.
Under the cloud cave, there is the sword dojo where Yi Xifeng is located, which is magnificent and flaming.
The cloud cave layer is like the dawn before the heavy rain, with floating clouds covering the sun.
"It's going to rain on the ancient road."
The sword spirit glanced at Yi Xifeng below, and a sound of divine consciousness sounded in Gu Dao's heart: "Is it necessary? We already know his character, don't we?"
The young man under the clouds never used his body no matter what. He always sat cross-legged in that place. The true energy in his body was surging, and there was never any turmoil during the process.
It was as if this young man had placed himself outside the world, with no form, no feeling, and no knowledge.
Go with the flow!
"Gu Dao, you have been paying attention to him since he entered the battlefield..."
Before he finished speaking, the divine consciousness of Gu Dao came from the sword spirit: "We haven't seen each other for several days, evil and good are only in a thought, and besides..."
"Besides...I'm not very satisfied with his strength."
After a long time, Gu Dao stopped fiddling with the rules of heaven and earth before saying this.
"In one or two years, the two knights will become successful by refining their bodies and qi. One person will achieve great success in fighting three knights alone. He will win. Cross the battlefield and be brave. Promise to come and get the sword and guard it."
Gu Dao didn't speak, and her sparkling eyes looked straight into the distance without blinking.
How could she not know about Yi Xifeng's growth during this period? Since the separation of the Sword Tomb Secret Realm, it took only one or two years for him to reach such a level of cultivation. Perhaps his talent is not superior, but this His combat prowess can be regarded as one of the most talented. From a small perspective, one can also see how much Yi Xifeng has suffered in the past two years.
Very few people can do it, and very few people can understand it.
But... I always felt that it was still a little bit short, but I didn't know where it was. This was why she was reluctant to hand over the sword in her hand.
In terms of his character, he is tenacious enough; in terms of practice, he is hardworking enough; and he also has a unique understanding of the world.
Love... His love is more courageous than that of that master. Driven by love, he alone finds his own sword and has surpassed many heartless people in the world.
Love transcends mountains and seas, and he will level them.
However, what is the difference between these people with the best character?
Watch it for a long time.
Gu Dao sighed, his eyes showing fatigue.
"Maintaining the illusion formation, the rules of heaven and earth, and the sword's will, you are also tired, please take more rest."
Seeing the ancient path, he still shook his head, and the sword spirit also gave up and stopped talking through the sound transmission. The idea of reaching the realm of saints is not something that a sword spirit like him can understand.
Under the clouds, the figure of the sword dojo still stood in it.
"That's all, go look for him and let him come to me in that hall at night."
Gu Dao also knows that for Yi Xifeng, time is everything now, and she herself does not have too many tests.
"good."
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The fair young man entered his mind and observed his body. The internal energy in his body circulated in his meridians for a long time and became a little stronger. This was a wonder for Yi Xifeng.
Since the level of body refining, the body has changed so much that there have been no more breakthroughs.
Not only is the meridians in the body strong and refined, but perhaps the sword intention of the saint in this sword dojo is too grand, and he has some insights into his own sword intention.
Ye Jianhanxing behind him also trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword was faint but never interrupted.
He suddenly opened his eyes while meditating, feeling the scattered aura of Ye Jian Hanxing, and frowned slightly. Although the sword intention here was so profound, Ye Jianhanxing had made considerable progress with his experience for several years, so how could he be trembling like this? As powerful?
Yi Xifeng gave up the operation of the Qi cultivation technique, took out the Night Sword Hanxing from behind with his backhand, placed it in front of him, and held the hilt of the sword. This made him calm.
But even so, the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand was still trembling, as if it was about to break through the scabbard.
--how so.
"Yi Xifeng."
While he was thinking, the fair young man suddenly felt a huge sword rushing towards him from behind.
"who!"
Holding the hilt of the Night Sword Hanxing in reverse, he turned around and struck out with one move. The Night Hanxing was unsheathed, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the dojo, as if it had not been struck for many years. The black flames on the sword were extremely strong, and the murderous aura seemed to have turned into substance.
But at the next moment, the sound of gold and iron clashing came, and a figure flew out of the dojo. The sword with black flames was also blown out, drawing an arc in the air and inserting straight into the ground, leaving only the sword exposed. The hilt of the sword is above the ground.
"You little guy is quite crazy."
A familiar voice spread from Yi Xifeng's consciousness.
Xizhou Sword Spirit?
Yi Xifeng turned around and looked around, only to see a shadow standing beside Ye Jian Hanxing, pulling out the sword spirit from the sword body and playing with it several times.
"Ye Jian Hanxing has a sword spirit body condensed?"
"Why, you kid still doesn't know? From the looks of it, he looks like a human being at least eight or nine years old."
Xizhou Sword Spirit said casually, then pressed the sword spirit in his hand back into the sword body, and floated towards Yi Xifeng.
"Tomorrow, go to the original hall and wait."
After saying that, he added: "It will be fine at noon."
(End of chapter)
