Ten days later.
Yin Sha, Sandao, Xia Houying and others all returned to the tribulation period without exception. Only one person had an accident, Lao Xiang.
He did not return to the Mahayana stage as he wished. Every monk has only one chance in his life to take Po'erdan, and taking it again after that has no effect.
In fact, this is a completely normal situation. After all, Po'erdan does not 100% help the monks return to the state before the killing realm.
It can only increase the probability of returning to the realm.
What's more, the quality of Po'er Dan refined by Yin Sha is a little bit worse, but nothing is absolute. Taking Po'er Dan doesn't work, but it doesn't mean that there will be no chance at all in this life. As long as you can get enough opportunities, then this Everything is not impossible.
However, after learning that he was the only one who had not returned to the Tribulation Stage, Lao Xiang still felt somewhat disappointed.
After all, there were many crises in Netherworld Cliff, and he didn't know how long he could survive.
Maybe he would die before he could return to the tribulation period.
"Old Xiang, there's nothing to be sad about. In a place like Netherworld Cliff where opportunities are everywhere, maybe when will we reap the blessings of opportunity?"
Yin Sha opened his mouth to comfort him.
"Yes! Let's continue to delve deeper. We have already spent a lot of time on the way to refine Po'erdan."
In the blink of an eye, four months passed.
Yang Feng and his party also officially embarked on the journey to Netherworld Cliff.
There is a tree here, a towering tree with lush branches, and there is a hole in the tree.
This tree is thicker than a house. In front of this tree, Yang Feng can only be regarded as a speck of dust.
Unremarkable.
"This tree is so strange. It feels like it reaches the underworld below and reaches the sky."
"Look, there are footprints on this tree."
Xia Houying's exclamation attracted everyone's attention.
Is there someone living in this tree?
This is the message that comes to everyone's mind.
Soon they noticed that there was a hole in the tree, more than one hole to be precise.
This tree blocked their way to explore Netherworld Cliff.
"Let's go up."
Yang Feng walked in front. After practicing ten days ago, his cultivation level had further improved. His first incarnation was also completely perfected, and he had 100% of the cultivation strength of his main body.
The tree is weird and there is a walkway.
When Yang Feng came up, he just felt that his body became very light, as if he was being lifted up by something.
Only when he climbed the tree did he realize that he had transformed into a mortal.
He was not the only one who was shocked. Ye Kunlun, Xia Houying, Yin Sha and others all had their cultivation during the Tribulation Period completely destroyed in an instant.
Become a true mortal.
"Is it the fault of this tree?"
When you look up at this tree, you can't see the end at all. It seems to really reach the sky.
Even the leaves can only be looked up at.
Soon a tree hole appeared in front of Yang Feng and others. The tree hole blocked all opportunities. This time, even the desolate eyes, which had always been unfavorable, were ineffective.
"Brother Yang, if we don't have the cultivation level of the Tribulation Stage now, if we continue to go deeper, we will definitely die!"
"What are you afraid of? A real man is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai."
Yang Fenghao was furious, he knew it from the moment they entered Netherworld Cliff.
There was no choice. Perhaps the tree hole in front of them was just a test for them.
Yang Feng, who has experienced the world of mortals and gone through many hardships, knows that if he wants to become stronger, he cannot rest on his laurels, cannot be timid, and can only move forward courageously.
tree hole.
"Brother Yang Feng is right!"
"When we enter Netherworld Cliff, there are only two outcomes, either becoming an immortal or dying!"
"Done!"
After Yang Feng took the lead into the tree hole, everyone all
Pass through the barrier of the tree hole and enter the "Bodhi Realm".
In the realm of mortals, there is no such thing as flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, nor burning the sky to cook food, or moving mountains to fill the sea.
Some of them are just a few taels of broken silver, and their parents are short-sighted.
After entering the Bodhi Realm, Yang Feng maintained a clear consciousness, but he found that his body continued to shrink.
Finally, in a chaotic world.
He could hear the sounds outside and had his original consciousness, but he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.
He became the fetus in someone else's belly.
"Jin Niang, what should we name our child in the future?"
"Huh? I think I'll call you Yang An, Ping Anan."
Yang Feng secretly criticized him in his heart, have you ever asked me for my opinion?
Change it to another one, this name is too tacky.
"Okay! I, the Yang family, want to bring peace to the world, don't we just hope that future generations can also live in peace?"
Ten months pregnant.
On this day, Yang Feng was born.
It's a pity that the peace of the past was also broken on this day.
The Yang Mansion was surrounded by the imperial guards, who said that as long as Yang Zhong handed over his son Yang An, hundreds of people in the Yang Mansion would be spared.
Yang Zhong was angry after hearing this. He had given up military power and returned to his fields. Why did the current Holy Emperor refuse to let him go and take away his flesh and blood?
The infant Yang Feng was even more furious. He came to this world for no reason, forget it, he was about to die as soon as he was born. What's the truth?
Wow!
Wow!
Yang Feng couldn't control his emotions, he cried instinctively and even peed.
He has the consciousness of an adult, but this body is just that of a baby, not yet fully developed.
"Oh, An'er, don't cry, your mother is here."
"Jin Niang, I will lead the people in the house to resist the Imperial Forest Army. You can take An'er and leave."
"Tadashi, I'm with you."
"Jin Niang, An'er is still so young. We can't be so selfish. Listen to me. I will take the people in the house to resist the imperial guards in a while. You take the box and An'er and leave through the secret passage. The further away the better. , never come back."
Yang Zhong glanced at the child in Jin Niang's arms and went out with his sword.
On this day, corpses were everywhere in the Yang Mansion.
Daxia Dynasty.
Longmen Town, Ximen Village.
"mother."
At this time, Yang An had grown to ten years old. Because he had the consciousness of an adult, Yang Feng, Yang An had behaved almost like a child prodigy in these years.
Of course he never showed off in front of others.
Only do one thing every day, practice swordsmanship hard.
Yang Feng was already obsessed with swordsmanship. He never imagined that he would enter such a world after passing through that tree hole.
This is just a mortal country.
In the originally peaceful world, the Holy Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, for his own selfish interests, caused the people to complain and make their lives miserable.
And Yang Zhong, Yang Feng's father, helped the Great Xia Dynasty to pacify the world, but after his great achievements shocked the emperor, his home was confiscated on unfounded charges.
Only Yang Feng's mother, Su Jin, escaped with Yang Feng.
Arrive at the border of the Great Xia Dynasty, in a small border town.
In the Daxia Dynasty, sword training was popular, and there were also ten sword gods in the Daxia Dynasty.
One of these ten sword gods is Yang Feng's father, Yang Zhong.
Fierce Sun Sword.
However, it is said that the whereabouts of the sword was not found even during the bloody massacre of the Yang Mansion that day.
The Holy Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty had a surname of Jiang and a given name of Tian.
He tried to hold the ten sharpest swords of the Great Xia Dynasty in his hands, so as to ensure the stability of his holy position.
In Ximen Village, in front of a thatched house, Yang Feng held a wooden sword and stabbed the straw to the ground with one strike.
In this world, without spiritual energy and vitality, it is destined to be impossible to practice. The only thing Yang Feng can do is to learn the sword.
Sword Intent, Sword Heart, Sword Spirit, Sword Soul, Sword Secret, and Ultimate Sword.
They can't even practice it. Every move and every move is just a killing technique. The so-called swordsmanship is just chopping, picking, and stabbing...
Day after day, year after year.
This year Yang Feng is eighteen.
"An'er, come in the house. Mom has something to tell you."
Su Jin's voice sounded slightly vicissitudes of life.
Yang Feng entered the house carrying a wooden sword.
There was a black box on the table. Yang Feng had the impression that this box was what his dead father asked his mother to take before leaving. What was in it?
Yang Feng has not seen this box since then.
"An'er, do you know what's in this?"
Su Jin looked at Yang Feng and asked.
"The child doesn't know!"
Yang Feng shook his head, he really didn't know what was inside.
"Open it and take a look!"
Su Jin asked Yang Feng to open it, but Yang Feng didn't hesitate. He opened the top cover of the box.
Inside the box is a sword, a rusty sword.
The sword is two feet eight inches long and three inches wide.
"Put your hand out."
Su Jin suddenly said to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng didn't think much and just did as Su Jin said.
Su Jin took out a dagger and scratched Yang Feng's palm.
Then he placed Yang Feng's bleeding palm on the rusty sword.
The sword body is bright and exudes a dazzling luster.
Yang Feng could even feel a scorching heat.
The original rust on the sword body quickly fell off, and what appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes was a sword.
Looking at this sword, Yang Feng felt a sense of déjà vu.
"An'er, this is your father's Fierce Sun Sword. Do you hate your mother for letting you practice sword practice all these years?"
"Mom, the lives of hundreds of people in my Yang family are all caused by me. How can my child dare to blame mother?"
What Yang Feng said was true, but it fell into Su Jin's heart. She felt a sore nose and hugged Yang Feng in her arms.
She was very pleased with Yang Feng's performance since he was a child. All the other children in the village went to private schools, and he was the only one who stayed at home and practiced swordplay in front of wooden stakes every day without crying. During the cold and summer, he was fifteen years old every time he practiced. Throughout the years, there has never been a single complaint.
"An'er, from today onwards, take this sword with you to find your uncle, the leader of the Lieyang Sect. They will teach you the Lieyang Sword Technique, and then you will be able to avenge your father."
Su Jin held Yang Feng's hand and said.
"Mom, take care of yourself! My child, you will never let down your mother's expectations."
"Silly boy, my mother has been waiting for you for fifteen years. In just two days, my mother will help you prepare some things for your journey."
Two days later, Yang Feng set off.
He finally understood why this Fierce Sun Sword gave him a sense of déjà vu. It turned out that this Fierce Sun Sword was a fragment of the Zhuxian Sword.
This made Yang Feng have other thoughts about the other nine swords. If he wanted to leave this world, he would probably have to rely on the fragments of the Immortal Killing Sword in the end.
Yang Feng took out the map that his mother Su Jin had prepared for him.
Left Ximen Village.
Growing up, Yang Feng was the first person to leave home. It was a full three hundred miles from Ximen Village to Lieyang Sect.
This distance alone makes many people despair, especially in ancient times when transportation was inconvenient, and it would take several years to walk there.
Three years later.
Yang Feng walked to the Lieyang Sect. Today, the Lieyang Sect has become invisible because of Yang Zhong's incident.
When Yang Feng came here, he saw nothing more than the old site of the Lieyang Sect.
"It seems that this trip was in vain."
Yang Feng carried the black box on his back and took a look at the ruined Sun Sect. He knew that it must be because of his cheap father who was implicated.
In the dilapidated address, Yang Feng noticed that there were rare human habitations inside.
Stepping into the door, I felt a murderous intent.
"do not move!"
Just as Yang Feng wanted to turn around, he was held in the back with a sword.
"Tell me, are you a lackey of the imperial dynasty?"
"No, I just came here to visit the Sun Sect."
"Oh, even the Sun Sect knows this, how dare you say that you are not a lackey?"
The person holding Yang Feng's sword from behind strengthened his tone.
"Misunderstanding, I really came to visit the Sun Sect. If this offends me, I'll say goodbye."
Yang Feng was about to run away, but the man behind him had a murderous look on his body. He must have been on the battlefield.
Although he, Yang Feng, has swordsmanship, he still lacks practical combat skills.
"What's in your box?"
The man behind Yang Feng's waist with his sword raised his voice.
"Something to eat and drink."
Yang cover said without changing his expression.
The man obviously didn't believe what Yang Feng said, so he challenged him with his sword.
The black box behind Yang Feng fell to the ground, and some clothes and trivial money fell out.
"Do you believe it now?"
Yang Feng was about to squat down and pick it up.
"do not move!"
"Any thing else?"
Yang Feng asked with a frown.
"You look like one."
Could it be that this person is staying here and waiting?
Yang Feng felt uneasy.
"Like who?"
"Fire Sun Sword God!"
"Uh, maybe you got it wrong? I'm just a villager, and I don't know the Burning Sun Sword God."
As for who the Lieyang Sword God is, Yang Feng naturally knows that he is his cheap dad.
However, Yang Feng would not dare to admit it even to death before he found out this person's background.
"May I have your name?"
"Zhu Chongba!"
Yang Feng quickly made a nonsense and tried to fool him first.
"Okay, you can get out, remember this is my territory."
The rough voice fell, followed by a kick on Yang Feng's back.
thump!
Yang Feng lay on the ground.
"This man is unpredictable, and judging by his tone, he seems to have a deep hatred for the people of the Great Xia Dynasty."
After preliminary judgment, Yang Feng decided to find a place to stay nearby to wait for the opportunity.
The Lieyang Sect was surrounded by mountains and forests, so Yang Feng found a place that wasn't too remote to stay.
There is a gurgling water at the foot of the mountain, and animals occasionally appear.
With his swordsmanship, he did not starve to death.
After living here for more than ten days, he stepped into the Lieyang Sect more than once, but without exception, he was beaten out by an old man.
During this period, he also tested the opponent's swordsmanship and found that there was actually someone who could dismantle every move and style of swordsmanship.
Until this day.
A troop of cavalry broke the tranquility of Lieyang's old site.
Yang Feng saw with his own eyes that this cavalry entered the Lieyang Sect.
In the end, there was only a cry of killing, and finally everything returned to silence.
