It was dawn, and the place in Gujian Town was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
However, outside a small wooden house in the southeast of Gujian Town, a young man was curled up and sleeping soundly in the corner.
And in the wide open space, there was a young man holding a broken sword. His whole body was filled with sword intent, giving him a vaguely domineering look.
The sky was filled with drizzle, which hit the man's plain robe and two-foot-long broken sword.
The moment the raindrops came into contact with the man's clothes, they were evaporated by the sword intent emitted.
With a "creak", a woman with simple clothes and a delicate face walked out of the wooden house, holding two oil-paper umbrellas in her hands.
"Jianyi, why did you fall asleep here?"
"And you, why is Yang Feng always getting wet? Don't you even know how to hide when it rains?"
Jian Chan's concerned voice sounded in the ears of the two of them. Jian Yi was no stranger to this. He quickly stood up and took the oil-paper umbrella handed by the other party. However, Yang Feng was so absorbed in practice that he didn't hear it for a while.
Seeing that Yang Feng had no reaction, Jianchan was about to raise her voice when suddenly a strong sword intent aura burst out from Yang Feng.
Although it is far from the power to destroy the world, it has already made a qualitative leap compared to before coming here.
"One night, the sword will be perfected?!"
Jianchan seemed to be talking to herself, or asking Jianyi beside her.
"Sister Chan, I, I fell asleep in the middle of the night last night, so I don't know exactly when Yang Feng mastered his sword intent."
The innocent expression on Jian Yi's face naturally couldn't escape Jian Chan's eyes.
"Uncle Master, when did you come?"
After Yang Feng displayed his Dacheng Sword Intent, he realized that there were people around him, so he stopped his hand in time and saluted respectfully.
"Well, we just arrived. You two should go back to the house with me first."
Seeing that Yang Feng had mastered his sword intention from a small to a great level overnight, there was no arrogance on his face. Jian Chan didn't know what to say, so she had to ask the two of them to go back to the house first.
"Xiaochan, how are you?"
"One night, the sword will be perfected."
As soon as Jianchan entered the door, Pan Xuan couldn't wait to ask. Hearing Jianchan's answer, Pan Xuan didn't show too much surprise on her face, because she had long been immune to everything that happened to Yang Feng. From the beginning The shock, then the numbness, and now the calmness in dealing with things.
"Sister Xuan, you, why are you reacting like this? You went from a minor level of Sword Intent to a Dacheng level in one night. You don't seem too happy about it?"
Jianchan asked Yang Feng and Jianyi to go to the kitchen to have breakfast, while she and Pan Xuan went to the courtyard for a walk.
"Xiaochan, I came to you this time in the hope that you can guide him to awaken the sword spirit."
"Ahem, Xuanlian, what did you say?"
Jianchan thought she was hallucinating and wanted to confirm again.
"Awaken the sword spirit!"
Pan Xuan said to Jianchan extremely seriously.
"Sister Xuan, is there any change in the Immortal Alliance?"
Jianchan urgently wanted to know the reason, because Yang Feng was now far from awakening the sword spirit.
The first step in sword cultivation is to understand the sword's intention, then to condense the sword's heart, and then to awaken the sword's spirit.
Just the transition from sword intention to sword heart involves the initial formation of sword intention, the small completion of sword intention, the great achievement of sword intention, the perfection of sword intention, the transformation of sword intention (legend can be ignored.), the initial concentration of sword heart, and the sword following the heart. Walk and the sword heart are connected, and then you can reach the threshold of awakening the sword spirit.
One can imagine how far Yang Feng still has to go, as he has only achieved great success in swordsmanship.
"He signs life and death certificates with people."
Pan Xuan didn't think much and told Jianchan the truth.
…
After listening, Jianchan was silent for a long time, and then said after a while: "Do you want to challenge the mentor of the Golden Core Stage in the Foundation Establishment Stage? You are quite courageous. Sister Xuan, don't worry, your business is my business, but there is something about you, Sister Xuan." To be clear,
Even if he really awakens the sword spirit, his own cultivation level..."
Jianchan didn't say any more. She believed that Pan Xuan already had a plan in mind. She was just giving Pan Xuan a reminder. After all, they were all experienced, and they naturally knew the difference between the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage.
A world of difference.
"Well, Xiaochan, I have to go out. It may take some time before I can come back. During my absence, Yang Feng will be entrusted to you."
Pan Xuan naturally knew that the resources required for Yang Feng's further cultivation could be called massive.
But it happened that Yang Feng was the only one in the past five thousand years who understood the meaning of the Destruction Sword, and he was also the most likely person to help her accomplish that task.
No matter what, you must help Yang Feng survive this three-year agreement, otherwise everything will be in vain.
"Well, don't worry, Sister Xuan, I promise to give you a big surprise when you come back."
"Hey! Xiaochan, I'll leave Yang Feng's affairs to you. Just let him go and train him. If he breaks down, it's mine."
Pan Xuan made a rare joke, walked up to Jianchan, gave him a hug, and then disappeared into a ray of blue light.
"Sister Xuan, I'm sorry! I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
Just after Pan Xuan turned around and left, Jianchan's body became light and he almost collapsed to the ground.
That delicate face was covered with wrinkles, and she suddenly looked like she had aged dozens of years.
It turns out that Jianchan's cultivation has passed away, and her previous appearance was just a temporary exchange for the remaining cultivation in her body. The purpose was just to not let Pan Xuan see her like this.
She usually teaches swordsmanship to the peasant children.
At this moment, Jian Yi's figure appeared beside Jian Chan, gently supporting Jian Chan.
"Sister Chan, please give some of your cultivation to you."
As he spoke, the Yuan Power in Jian Yi's Dantian began to circulate. If Yang Feng were here, he would be shocked as to why Jian Yi's Dantian was not "sealed" and could still circulate Yuan Power.
"Jianyi, you don't have to waste your time anymore, I, my destiny is like this,..."
Jian Yi ignored it and concentrated on transmitting vitality to Jianchan's Dantian.
However, only a very small part of the vitality transmitted each time enters the Dantian, and most of the other vitality returns to the space between heaven and earth.
Moreover, the vitality in the Dantian will disappear again within three days.
"Jianyi, send me to that place, and Yang Feng's training will be left to you."
"No, Sister Chan doesn't have me to transmit her vitality. You, you... no, I won't leave."
Jianchan knelt down and said, "Let's go! You can't save me."
The situation of Jian Yi is not optimistic either. If the "Yin Yang Jue Sha Body" did not rely on the sword spirit of the ancient sword to instill the power of wish in his body every day, this Jian Yi would actually be nothing more than a "corpse".
Yang Feng, who was practicing his sword in the open space in the backyard, heard crying in the house and quickly went in to see what happened.
After sensing someone approaching the wooden house, Jianchan used the Yuan Power Jian Yi had just transferred to her to restore her original appearance.
Pretending to chat with Jianyi.
When he opened the door and saw that there was nothing strange in the room, Yang Feng couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, Jian Yi, did you hear any strange sounds just now?"
Jian Yi was about to open his mouth, but Jian Chan beat him to it and said, "No! Oh, just now your instructor said that she had to leave for a while due to something else. I only met her not long ago, but I never thought that we would be separated again so soon. There was some emotion. I can’t help myself, so…”
While saying this, Jianchan wiped away her tears intentionally or unintentionally.
"Ah? The teacher has left. Why didn't you tell me in advance and left me here alone? It's really irresponsible."
Yang Feng couldn't help complaining when he learned that Pan Xuan left alone.
"Xiao Feng, can I call you this?"
Jianchan's soft voice sounded in Yang Feng's ears.
"certainly."
To be honest, Yang Feng still respected Jianchan, a senior swordsman in his heart.
"Then don't call me Uncle Master. Just like Jian Yi, just call me Sister Chan."
Jianchan's voice sounded again.
"Okay Sister Chan."
"Yang Feng, I may be in seclusion for a period of time during this period. I will leave it to Jianyi to supervise your sword practice. Remember not to slack off for a day. I hope you can give me a surprise after you come out of seclusion. ."
Jianchan didn't want to deliberately add pressure to Yang Feng. She probably didn't need to remind Yang Feng of life and death matters.
"Well, then you go and practice the sword first. I still have some things to explain to the sword."
After hearing what Jianchan said, Yang Feng left wisely. After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, he began to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.
Accomplishing the sword spirit is not his goal here. He has only one purpose here, and that is to "awaken the sword spirit."
Upgrading his cultivation to the golden elixir stage in three years' time is simply nonsense for a person like Yang Feng who cultivates the Five Elements Spiritual Roots.
Putting aside the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, cultivation resources are also a headache. This is why Pan Xuan took Yang Feng out to travel around the world.
However, the real battle depends not only on the level of realm, but also on all aspects. Therefore, Pan Xuan brought Yang Feng from Tianyuan City to Ancient Sword Town when his cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building.
"Sister Chan, are you really not going to tell Yang Feng about this?"
"The less people know about this, the better. If I die that day, you will bury me in the cemetery of Gujian Town. You must help me hide it."
"But,……"
"There's nothing wrong with it. Send me to that place first. Maybe Lord Sword Spirit can do something about it."
Jian Yi let out a long sigh and had no choice but to do as Jian Chan said.
In the backyard of the wooden house, Yang Feng's sword intention seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, and he was unable to take that step.
Yang Feng was also troubled by this.
"After achieving this sword intent, I seem to feel like something is missing."
Yang Feng carefully observed the Lingsha Sword. After such a long period of running-in, he could completely control the strength of the sword's intention at will. However, since the breakthrough to the sword's intention last night, he has not been able to achieve the sword's intention until now. What a big progress.
"Forget it, haste makes waste."
Yang Feng was quite tolerant of this, and knew that in such matters as cultivation, one should not rush for success, but should proceed step by step.
Carrying the Lingsha Sword behind him, he entered the wooden house to say hello to Jianchan, and then went out for a walk. Unexpectedly, there was no one in the wooden house.
Yang Feng was confused for a moment. Could it be that he was so obsessed with practicing swordsmanship that they didn't even know when they left?
Yang Feng originally planned to smoke a few small mills to think things over clearly, but he thought of continuing to practice swordplay at night, so he closed the door of the wooden house and went out.
In fact, he came out for a purpose, which was to see what the ancient sword that Canxian mentioned looked like. Actually, just one sword spirit scared the old man so much that he didn't dare to show his head.
