For several days in a row, Yan Su focused on her cultivation. Apart from her normal physiological needs, Yan Su didn't care much about the rest. She didn't even pay much attention to the fact that her master had not returned. She only thought that he had Very important matter.
I don’t know if what happened in the sea realm had too great an impact on Yan Su. Her state of mind also changed, and her cultivation path became much smoother. In half a month, she broke through three small realms one after another, and her cultivation was smooth and smooth. barrier.
However, Yan Su also understands that such an opportunity is rare. She is extremely lucky to be able to come back alive. Therefore, Yan Su can accept it with peace of mind that she can achieve so many breakthroughs in a short period of time.
After all, everything she has experienced so far has been gambling with her life.
The larger the bet, the higher the profit from gambling.
Realizing that he could not just focus on improving his cultivation, Yan Su slowed down his training and instead focused on the study of swordsmanship.
Improving her cultivation is not enough. She has made up her mind to become a sword cultivator, and she must improve her knowledge of sword cultivating. In her last life, she had not had much exposure to this, and her knowledge of it was very shallow.
However, even though she has such an idea, the current situation does not allow Yan Su to ponder these basic common sense. She is now in such a makeshift "sect" without any foundation. It is very difficult to gain access to this kind of knowledge, let alone learn it.
This put her in a difficult position.
Yan Su faced the empty hilltop. Apart from the vast stretches of peach groves stretching as far as the eye could see, there were only trees and weeds covering the hilltop.
Yan Su turned around a few times on the mountain peak, and he was able to roughly figure out some of the situation.
The top of this mountain is hidden among the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, which completely covers the entire mountain. If you don't look carefully, you will never think that there is a rough "sect" on this mountain.
After observing for a while, she found that there was nothing worthy of her careful analysis. Yan Su sighed and finally decided to go to the back mountain to have a try.
The back mountain is covered with dense forests. Xu Shiyingwei has been abandoned for a long time, and the road originally opened by our ancestors has gradually been covered up, leaving little trace of it.
However, such a desolate scene made Yan Su feel happy.
Since there is no way, there are thousands and thousands of possibilities!
Yan Su didn't pause too much, he took out his wooden sword and swung it forward, his movements flowing smoothly without any hindrance. Although he had not learned any swordsmanship and his movements were chaotic, his indomitable and unyielding momentum frightened him away from the crisis that was brewing in the dark.
The tiger cub that was originally lying in the bushes, crouching and ready to attack Yan Su when she passed by, was intimidated by Yan Su's momentum and stared at Yan Su Yue. Pi Yueyong, the figure gradually drifting away.
Yan Su was hacking and stabbing her head randomly, she was covered in sweat and her breath was erratic. She took a big breath of fresh air, but she did not relax in the movements of her hands. Her hands had gradually become numb and she had no feeling at all. She could only move mechanically, but she was indeed extremely excited now.
As the movements opened and closed, the surrounding field of vision gradually became wider. Yan Su walked through the chaos, stepping on the chopped branches, and the "clicking" sound coming from his steps made him appear in this uninhabited land. Extraordinarily sober.
After splitting the last layer of barrier, a large swath of light suddenly broke into Yan Su's sight. His eyes suddenly opened up. Yan Su was slightly squinted by the sudden light. After he got used to it, he opened his eyes and saw that something unexpectedly appeared in front of him. A stone pool.
The water in the pool is cold, and there are waves of coldness in the air. A layer of light mist is covered on the water, looming.
Yan Su put away his sword and moved to the edge of the pool. He looked toward the pool. The bottom of the pool was deep and unfathomable.
Subconsciously holding up a puddle, a chill from the palm of his hand instantly spread throughout his body. Yan Su shuddered. As soon as he let go, the puddle of water returned to the pool, causing a small splash and several turbulent circles. The ripples brought a moment of noise to the pond, but it returned to dead silence in an instant.
The heat that originally came from my body completely faded away after spending a while by this pool of water, and was replaced by a hint of coolness.
Yan Su only stayed for a while before he left. He couldn't stay here for a long time.
After passing through the pond, Yan Su was surprised to find that there was a trail paved with bluestones behind it.
Yan Su didn't think too much and picked up his skirt and walked up. The trail was trending upwards and it looked like the distance was not long.
Sure enough, in about half a stick of incense, we arrived at the end of the trail.
It was a quiet bamboo forest. The cool breeze blew through, and there was a sound of bamboo leaves "soothing" from the depths of the bamboo forest. When I looked up, I saw that the visible distance was only a few meters away, and the rest was in shadow, making it difficult to see clearly. situation.
Yan Su didn't realize that, she always felt that there was something deep in the bamboo forest, and the uncontrollable curiosity in her heart drove her to step onto the inexplicable bamboo forest.
Yan Su walked quietly past the bamboos. Old and new bamboos grew side by side. The upright old bamboos remained standing. Although the new bamboos nestled next to him were glowing with pleasant new green, their tall and straight bodies The appearance is the same as that of the weather-beaten old bamboo. The mottled marks on the old bamboo made Yan Su stop and watch for a while.
Touching the scattered marks with his delicate fingers, Yan Su could see that the deeper and shallower scratches were made by sharp blades.
This thought made Yan Su even more curious about the depths of the bamboo forest. In this bamboo forest, on every old bamboo, there were hundreds of such scratches, large and small, deep and shallow. What Yan Su didn't understand was , although these scratches exist, they have no impact on the bamboo. They are neither broken nor affect the growth.
These horrific scratches were more like tattoos, but Yan Su did not underestimate these scratches. She could feel that there was residual sword intent on them, and it could be felt by a layman like her who had experienced so much. With the sword intention still existing for a long time, Yan Su can be sure that that person is definitely not an ordinary person!
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, these traces seem to be intentionally left on the surface.
Once the sword is unsheathed, it will be fatal. How can there be such a leeway?
Yan Su's previous general understanding of sword cultivation was general. Wherever the sword's power passed, there would be no grass growing. It was impossible to leave it alive like this.
With such suspicion, Yan Su turned around and left the place, walking inside.
She had a vague hunch that the answer she wanted was there.
"Wow!"
It was the sound of birds flying through the forest. The dry bamboo leaves lost their emerald green and became withered yellow. They also fell one after another, landing on her head and shoulders, grazing her dress and drifting to the ground.
The bamboo shadows are dim, and the bamboos in twos and threes are no longer staggered, but one by one, growing wildly and independently.
What kind of stone wall is that?
Yan Su was shocked the first time he saw her, and such a question came to his mind.
This is a man-made cut. The pillars stand here, with a length and width of hundreds of feet, and are covered with damp moss. It is unknown how old they are.
The deep sword marks exuding all kinds of sword intent are carved on it, and the shallow sword marks are densely spread all over it. The messy and raging sword energy has experienced a long time, and the sword intent has accumulated deeply. When they felt the strange aura on Yan Su's body, everyone became excited and crazy.
provocative!
Yan Su easily understood the consistent consciousness emitted by these different sword intentions.
At that moment, Yan Su knew why there were so many different sword marks on it. Each sword mark corresponded to a different sword intention. Over the long years, they were not only competing with each other, but also provoking each other to come here. All kinds of people with extremely high swordsmanship competed with the new swordsmanship they left behind.
