To be honest, Jiang Can originally thought that Yang Feng would take action and teach Jiang Zhong a lesson.
To convince people with "virtue", unexpectedly, Yang Feng actually convinced people with virtue.
Jiang Zhong was moved by just one mouthful.
Indeed, the life of the five of them at Broken Stele Cliff was too comfortable.
In fact, this also shows that they have no successors.
When swordsmanship reaches their level, simple hard training and simple sparring are no longer enough to change.
What is needed is time to accumulate, maybe a lifetime, maybe a day.
It has to do with personal understanding.
"What does it mean to sacrifice blood? As long as my swordsmanship can reach the ninth level, even if it is only for a short moment, I will be satisfied."
Jiang Zhong's voice was not loud, but firm.
"Staying here, your vision and structure are too small. You can't see the outside world, and you can't compete with peerless masters. If you do this, you will never be able to break through."
Yang Feng's words were not sensational, but words that spoke from the bottom of his heart.
If you want to improve in swordsmanship, you need to constantly understand it, fight with real masters, and risk your lives to find opportunities for breakthroughs.
If Yang Feng can give some advice below the eighth realm, if he wants to make a breakthrough based on the original foundation at the eighth realm and above, he needs to have the right time, location, and people.
To achieve a breakthrough.
"Okay, I promise to go with you!"
Jiang Zhong, who had woken up, now felt like a bright mirror in his heart.
He knows that he is now on the verge of a breakthrough. As long as he breaks his own bottleneck, he will be able to make further progress.
"Haha! Little brother Yang, he is indeed not an ordinary person. He can convince me with just a few words."
"Jiang Can, you're not going to break your promise, are you?"
"How could it be? I, Jiang Can, always mean what I say."
Jiang Can is actually quite rebellious.
After living in Duanmai Mountain for so many years, he no longer wanted to stay any longer.
A large part of the reason for this is to consider whether Yang Feng is worth everything he risks.
"That's good."
Yang Feng was naturally in a particularly happy mood after taking down two of the five star generals at once.
At night, the three of them lived in a small wooden cabin.
"Young Master Yang, among the ten sword gods of the Great Xia Dynasty in the world, you should have a place, right?"
Sword God, whether it is the current Daxia Dynasty or the Dajiang Dynasty in the past, their countries had sword gods.
Jiang Can and Jiang Zhong discussed it and decided to call Yang Feng Young Master.
"Top Ten Sword Gods? There is no me."
Yang Feng shook his head. He was a rising star, and he was also at odds with the Great Xia Dynasty. Who dared to make him the Sword God?
"how come?"
Jiang Zhong's first reaction was impossible!
Yang Feng's swordsmanship is absolutely impossible to rank in Daxia.
"Xiao Zhong, don't get excited. Young Master Yang is a rising star in terms of bone age in Daxia. In addition, he has a grudge with the dynasty, so it is normal that the Sword God does not have a place for him."
Jiang Can analyzed rationally.
"But……"
"Xiao Zhong, the title of Sword God seems to be infinitely glorious, but in fact it is a shackle in itself. It will affect your sword heart. If your heart of pursuing swordsmanship is covered with dust, then what qualifications does he have to continue to be a swordsman? Let’s go together.”
"Shackles? Glory is a shackles?"
Jiang Zhong kept chanting these words. He took honor too seriously, which caused his pursuit of swordsmanship to be covered with dust, and he could no longer understand swordsmanship personally.
Jiang Can also nodded in agreement.
He discovered that Yang Feng, who was more than 20 years old, could see through so much and regard glory as a shackle? He asked himself that he couldn't do it.
Jiang Can, who is in his thirties and in his prime, how can he be like an old man and have no desires or desires?
"Young Master Yang, you are really beyond our reach!"
In the end, Jiang Can could only give this evaluation.
Yang Feng went through many hardships when he was in another world.
Experience in the world of mortals, disaster in cultivating immortality...
These have long been imprinted on his soul.
His ability to have such a character is inseparable from his experiences over the years.
"You will also understand this truth one day."
Yang Feng didn't deliberately show off.
Because this is what everyone will experience.
"Yes! One day, we will finally understand."
…
In this way, Yang Feng spent his first night on the cliff of Broken Stele.
Broken monuments and cliffs.
There are five caves.
The residents are none other than the five star generals.
Jiang Can and Jiang Zhong have been taken under Yang Feng's command.
There are three people left.
"Young Master Yang, let's go find Jiang Xin first!"
"Well, you lead the way and leave the rest to me."
Conquering the star generals was his own business, and he didn't want Jiang and Can to do it for him.
Ginger Xin.
"Who is it? Knocking on the door so early in the morning?"
Jiang Xin usually practices swordplay at night and sleeps during the day. His work and rest time is opposite to that of normal people.
"Jiang Xin, I have something to ask you."
"Jiang Can? If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, say it quickly!"
Jiang Xin's swordsmanship is superior to Jiang Can's, so he dares to speak like this.
"It won't take you much time to come out."
Seeing Jiang Can's mysterious appearance, Jiang Xin dragged his tired body out of the door.
"Are you Jiang Xin? Nice to meet you!"
Yang Feng clasped his fists.
"Huh? You are?"
Jiang Xin's big eyes widened and he was sure he had never seen the person in front of him.
"Yang An."
Yang Feng calmly reported his name.
"Who am I? It turns out to be... what do you mean, you are Yang An?"
Yang An?
Son of Yang Zhong.
From the underground palace to here?
"yes."
"I came just in time. After I've dealt with you, I can continue to rest. Why don't Jiang Can and Jiang Zhong get involved with you? Are you talking about you?"
"Jiang Xin, your swordsmanship is not good enough, so you'd better not practice axing in front of Young Master Yang."
The biggest advantage of Jiang Zhong is that he has a bad mouth.
"Young Master Yang? Jiang Zhong, how dare you betray the chief? Jiang Can, you can't do the same?"
Jiang Xin, it took a long time to turn around.
It's amazing that these two people in front of me have joined Yang An in just one day, hiss! This Yang An has something, but not much.
"Jiang Xin, I didn't betray the chief, I just had a better choice."
"Bullshit! Why don't you talk so high-sounding? What bullshit is a better choice? What do you want that the chief can't give you?"
"I want to leave Broken Mountain, I want to be free."
Hearing this, Jiang Xin froze on the spot.
Leaving Broken Mountain? free?
These things, which are normal in the eyes of ordinary people, are a kind of luxury to their returning warriors.
They cannot leave, nor can they have freedom. They have to wait until someone who can subdue their Broken Mountain Mountain Restoration Warriors and defeat the chief appears.
Only then can we lead them to leave the Broken Mountains, restore their country, seek freedom, break their shackles, and regain their lives.
After waiting for so many years, generation after generation, no one has come, but without exception, they have left their lives here.
"So you chose to place your hopes on this boy, but you have to understand that he is not an ordinary person, he is the son of Yang Zhong. His biggest purpose here is to take us out of the mountain and then seize the imperial power of the Great Xia Dynasty for him , we are just pawns in his hands, do you understand?"
Jiang Xin, like crazy, screamed at Jiang Can.
It was as if he wanted to make Jiang Can change his mind through one sentence.
"Little Good for rock.”
Jiang Can, who is in the early stage of the Nine Realms, has no choice but to have a limited vision. He has only witnessed a handful of inherited swordsmanship.
Jiang Can's thinking was restricted, and he could no longer comprehend stronger swordsmanship. The residual shadow swordsmanship stopped moving forward.
"Jiang Can, is it the lard that has blinded your heart, or the cement and steel bars that have sealed your heart? Do you want to leave so much? Have you ever thought about the chief?"
"He was abandoned by so many of us!"
"Has he ever treated us badly over the years?"
"Is this worthy of the chief?"
Jiang Xin has personally experienced what Jiang Can said. He has always believed that as long as he persists, even if he sits in one place for ten, twenty or fifty years, there will be results.
His hard work paid off, and after five years of hard work, he went from the early stage of the ninth stage to the middle stage of the ninth stage.
"Xiao Xin, forgive me for being selfish, I don't want to spend my whole life here."
"Jiang Can, I misjudged you. After today, our friendship will be severed!"
Yang Feng watched all this silently. They had intervened, but they just watched indifferently.
Jiang Zhong felt very uncomfortable when he heard Jiang Xin's words.
But he still couldn't shake his inner thoughts.
To this day.
"Jiang Xin, it is better to join me than to sit here and be lonely."
"Yang An, I want to see what you are capable of, you little brat?"
Jiang Xin vented his anger on Jiang Can and Jiang Zhong on Yang Feng.
He didn't believe that there really was a Nine Realm Sword God in his early twenties.
His sword was different. It was a sword made of obsidian. It was completely black, and the blade was slender and almost weightless.
It feels like a whip, but the sword body is unexpectedly sharp.
The sword made of obsidian can use sunlight to cause visual confusion to the opponent.
Now the obsidian sword in Jiang Xin's hand was emitting bursts of light.
After reflecting the sunlight, it pierced Yang Feng's eyes.
"And such a stupid sword?"
Yang Feng now admires these restoration warriors from the bottom of his heart. They are complete inventors in another world.
It would be a pity not to use the sword in Jiang Xin's hand as a reflector.
"Young Master Yang, be careful. The sword in Jiang Xin's hand is made of obsidian. It mainly uses the reflection of sunlight to bring visual confusion to the opponent."
Yang Feng's eyes were now blinded by the bright light.
You can only rely on your ears to hear the sound and identify the location.
"Damn it! Now it's the same as not saying it. I've been tricked."
"Haha! Little boy, your eyes are stimulated by the bright light and you don't dare to open them, right? Today next year will be your death sentence."
Jiang Xin couldn't wait to take action.
And this move of his is a killer move.
Yang Feng's eyes were stimulated by the bright light and he didn't dare to open them at all.
But this did not disturb him. In the current situation, it was useless to panic.
call out!
The moment the obsidian sword was swung, there was a sound of air resistance.
Therefore, Yang Feng heard it relatively clearly.
But he replaced the sword with a sword and shield, because the sword and shield had the characteristics of a shield.
Dang!
The obsidian sword thrust out.
Yang Feng held his sword and shield across his chest and blocked it.
"Ha! You react very quickly, but I don't believe that you can be so lucky with every sword strike."
Yang Feng couldn't open his eyes and was undoubtedly passive.
Jiang Xin, on the other hand, is completely invincible.
"If this continues, Young Master Yang's situation will not be good!"
"I have an idea. One of us will be Young Master Yang's eyes."
Jiang Can's mind was spinning faster.
"Damn it! The sun is shining brightly now. I won't be able to open my eyes in a short period of time. And if I'm blindly playing with Jiang Xin like this, I will soon be at a disadvantage."
If it were another world, even if Yang Feng couldn't see his eyes, he still had the power of his soul.
You can make his eyes, but with the power of your soul, you can't create a colorful image.
But now, he doesn't have two eyes. No matter how good his ears and hearing are, if Jiang Xin reacts and tries to reduce the speed of sound when drawing the sword, he will be in danger.
"Young Master Yang, I will be your eyes, so you can fight Jiang Xin without any worries."
Not far away, a voice came into Yang Feng's ears.
"good!"
It is better to have someone with eyes than a blind person, unable to see anything and typing blindly.
"Jiang Can, do you really have to do something so awesome?"
Jiang Xin said seriously.
"Jiang Xin, it's not my fault, but my choice to believe in Young Master Yang. Since I believe in him, I can't let him be defeated by you."
Jiang Can had no expression on his face.
"Hmph! Do you think he can beat me like this?"
Jiang Xin kept swinging his sword in the air, disrupting Yang Feng's hearing.
call out!
"North by east, three o'clock direction."
"good."
Yang Feng did not hesitate and believed Jiang Can's words.
Dang!
The obsidian sword collided with the sword and shield and made a trembling sound. It was not because the obsidian sword was not strong enough.
But the weight of the sword and shield is too heavy.
The obsidian sword is very thin.
"Okay, Jiang Can, let's see what you can do this time!"
Jiang Xin restrained himself, and he didn't even draw his sword.
Not even a single sword was drawn.
Keep practicing swordsmanship.
Each of his sword strikes was very fast, but he overlooked one point. A fast sword might be useful for other people, but Jiang Can was practicing the After Shadow Sword Technique.
Each of his sword strikes was so fast that it could cut out phantoms.
Whoosh!
Jiang Xin unexpectedly thrust his sword at Yang Feng's back, and Yang Feng's hearing had been disturbed. Even though he listened carefully, when the last sword was swung.
He actually had tinnitus.
"Damn it! It's raining all night because of the leak in the house. Originally, the only thing I could rely on was my hearing. At this time, I still have tinnitus."
"Six o'clock south by east."
Jiang Can's slightly anxious voice sounded, and Yang Feng was able to respond in time before.
But this time, he saw Yang Feng froze on the spot.
At a loss!
"Could it be that it was a coincidence that Mr. Yang's hearing was actually..."
"No, it must be Jiang Xin's fault. Young Master Yang has tinnitus."
In Jiang Can's opinion, when Yang Feng heard his voice, even if he couldn't respond, he should still respond.
Yang Feng's current state was as if he couldn't hear anything.
In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is tinnitus.
Some people died, but not completely...
