Chapter 5 Another breakthrough, looking for the sword intent at the end of the original land
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Feng Qi Yue
"No more, unless you unseal me."
"I can take out other items from the storage ring."
Qi Mengdie gritted his teeth.
Beautiful eyes stared at Chu Xiu not far away, who was squatting down and counting the trophies.
"It's all fourth-tier pills, and the fifth-tier pills are pitifully rare."
"There are still 4000 high-grade primordial stones, which is better than nothing!"
Chu Xiu nodded, and put all the small pile of items into the storage bag.
"Thank you, Master~"
Looking at the back that is gradually going away.
For the first time in Qi Mengdie's practice career, he felt powerless.
Otherwise, I will ask the Holy Master, maybe she can help me lift the seal.
No, no, if it can't be lifted, the traitor feels the danger, flees away, or is killed by someone...
Doesn't this seat really want to be a mortal for a lifetime, and eventually die of old age?
No... that's not my Qi Mengdie's life.
I, Qi Mengdie, am stunned and talented. In this life, I am destined to go to the starry sky to compete on the ancient road. How could I fall here.
She reached into her arms.
Take out a bronze mask with a fox pattern printed on it.
"Before, when the traitor was unsealed, I took out this treasure. Fortunately, the traitor didn't search the body, otherwise, he would have been snatched away."
"Bronze Fox Noodle~"
It can simulate the covering of all monk breaths.
As long as you don't come into contact with people, even the peak saint king can't detect from the air,
Qi Mengdie was in a trance, recalling the figure on Guihun Cliff a month ago.
This mask was dropped when that person was hunted down.
"Hey, Chu Xiu is also considered amazing and talented. After only a hundred years of practice, he is respected by the younger generation."
That sentence: break immortality and ask for longevity, the emperor regrets but I don't.
How wanton and insolent, how stunning and gorgeous,
"Unfortunately, you are too strong, too evil, if you don't die, how can the great holy lands, ancient families, and great pope sects feel at ease."
"If you don't die, the emperor's road will open in the future, and who will have a chance in the Sky Continent?"
Shaking his head, he got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Now I have to find a way to break free from that traitor's imprisonment, otherwise I'm afraid I will be subject to him in this life."
------
Chu Xiu, who returned to the entrance of his cave, seemed to have a sense, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Put it on!"
"If you don't wear this mask, how can I develop in Taisu Holy Land with peace of mind."
"My good master..."
Enter the cave.
Chu Xiu took out the Xuanbing Jade Blood Sword rewarded by the system from the storage bag.
hum~
The long sword was unsheathed, blood lingered.
This sword is three feet three inches long, the blade is as red as blood, and as thin as a cicada's wing. The hilt is made of the ribs of an unknown beast, revealing a fierce killing intent.
"It's still a murderous soldier,"
"Just barely enough."
Chu Xiu shook his head, obviously looking down on him, but he didn't think much about it.
His realm is too low now, even if he is given a divine weapon, he won't be able to use it.
Sitting cross-legged, laying the Jade Blood Sword flat on both knees,
The long and narrow eyes were closed, and he began to refine the Xuanbing.
There are still 3 days until the deathmatch.
He planned to use these few days to practice one kind of movement technique and two kinds of sword tactics.
One of the sword formulas was practiced by the original "tool man Chu Xiu", and it is called "Xuanpin" of Qingfeng's three styles.
The name sounds very low, and the moves are also very simple. The three moves are, draw the sword, cut the sword, and return the sword. "Draw out the sword, slash, sheath"
Chu Xiu was originally a great swordsman. Judging from his eyesight, this sword art, although the grade is low by 2, has a faint taste of returning to the basics and being in harmony with the Tao.
What is sword repair?
Could it be that one can be called a sword cultivator if he controls the flying sword of his own destiny, kills people thousands of miles away, returns ten thousand swords to his ancestors, and makes all the fuss?
shallow! ! ! !
If the skill is not as good as the decision, it will never be as good as it should be.
Sword cultivator, what he cultivates is not sword skills, nor sword tactics, but sword intent.
The sword intent enters the Tao, with a flat blow, it can destroy the world.
Shouldn't it be right—drawing out the sword, slashing people, and sheathing it?
On the second day, the full moon is in the sky, and the stars are thousands of miles away...
In Chuxiu's cave.
【ding~】
【Wow! !Congratulations to the host, comprehend the artistic conception, and start to search for the meaning....】
hum~
A sword cry sounded in Chu Xiu's mind.
next moment.
The soul consciousness seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, flew out of the cave, passed through the great formation of the Taisu Holy Land Zongmen, and flew higher and higher.
When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had come to a dark space.
Chu Xiu raised his head and looked into the distance. He could see beams of light of various colors falling from above the darkness. The beams were thick and thin.
The thick one is as thick as a bucket, and the thinner one is only the diameter of chopsticks.
"The original place, looking for meaning..."
That's right, every beam of light here is a sword intent.
Every sword cultivator has only one chance to come here once in his life. Of course, Chu Xiu who has died once is considered a special case.
The sword cultivators who come here need to find the sword intent that matches their own swordsmanship here.
Sword intent also has strengths and weaknesses.
Some heaven-defying sword intents, even if those who comprehend them are at the intent-seeking stage, are much stronger than ordinary entry-level sword intents.
Chu Xiu came here once before, but at that time, he had already reached the Taoist Palace.
In his last life, he didn't have a master to guide him, so he relied on his own groping for cultivation. He entered the original land to find the sword intent, but he just picked a beam of light at random, which caused the sword intent to be weak.
To rebuild in this life, he naturally wants to find one of the strongest sword intents as much as possible.
The deeper one enters the Beginning Land, the stronger the sword intent can be found.
Think no more.
Chu Xiu moved and flew into the distance.
Passing beams of light, they continued to fly towards the deepest part of the Land of Beginning.
If an ordinary Lunhai cultivator enters here and travels up to 800 meters, his consciousness will not be able to withstand the pressure of the original place and will be crushed to pieces.
Consciousness is crushed.
At that time, let alone finding something, there will be a question mark on whether he can survive, and even if he can survive, he will probably be a fool.
However, Chu Xiu will not have any worries in this regard!
Before he was reborn, he was at the peak of Xiaosheng. He fought for a hundred years, killed an unknown number of saints, saints, and elders. The Great Sage is not as good as him.
Otherwise, he would not be able to practice the secret art of the soul and forcibly seize the body and resurrect him.
800 meters.....
1000 meters.....
[-] meters....
2000 meters....
Taisu Holy Land, Taisu Peak.
In the unpretentious Dongfu.
Wearing a plain white dress, the female cultivator with long, blue wavy hair slowly opened her phoenix eyes.
Her pupils are bright with stars and divine light. With every breath, billions of worlds are born and died in her eyes.
At the back of the female cultivator's head, three mysterious light arcs of gold, blue, and red rotate clockwise.
She is beautiful in appearance and has a sacred and inviolable temperament!
Even if the Great Sage is in front of him, he still has to bow his head, not daring to look at him.
She is the Lord of Taisu Holy Land, contemporary Taisuzi.
The overlord of the Saint King Realm.
"There are people in the Holy Land, looking for sword intent."
She raised her head, her star-like eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world and through time.
The line of sight fell on the initial land full of chaos.
“Interesting~”
"It has advanced 500 meters."
"Not bad, 4000 meters."
as time flows.
gradually,
Tai Suzi's indifferent expression became a little moved.
"Six thousand seven hundred and eighty nine meters~"
"Seven thousand seven hundred and sixty seven meters~"
"Such a strong soul, such a strong will, has come to this point in the early days of Lun Hai."
"Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight meters...!!"
"It's 18 meters longer than when I was looking for sword intent in the other side."
"This son is extraordinary, is he a great sage? Or is he gifted?"
Three hours later.
Tai Suzi's beautiful eyes gradually widened.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine meters..."
"how can that be..."
Tai Suzi stood up, parted her red lips slightly, and murmured: "3 years ago, the quasi-emperor sword god in the Endless Sword Realm had a terrifying sword intent. He never killed an enemy with a second sword. He was invincible in this world. It is said that he seeks meaning. At that time, it came to 99 meters."
"Could it be that I am too holy to produce a character like a sword god?"
"I can take out other items from the storage ring."
Qi Mengdie gritted his teeth.
Beautiful eyes stared at Chu Xiu not far away, who was squatting down and counting the trophies.
"It's all fourth-tier pills, and the fifth-tier pills are pitifully rare."
"There are still 4000 high-grade primordial stones, which is better than nothing!"
Chu Xiu nodded, and put all the small pile of items into the storage bag.
"Thank you, Master~"
Looking at the back that is gradually going away.
For the first time in Qi Mengdie's practice career, he felt powerless.
Otherwise, I will ask the Holy Master, maybe she can help me lift the seal.
No, no, if it can't be lifted, the traitor feels the danger, flees away, or is killed by someone...
Doesn't this seat really want to be a mortal for a lifetime, and eventually die of old age?
No... that's not my Qi Mengdie's life.
I, Qi Mengdie, am stunned and talented. In this life, I am destined to go to the starry sky to compete on the ancient road. How could I fall here.
She reached into her arms.
Take out a bronze mask with a fox pattern printed on it.
"Before, when the traitor was unsealed, I took out this treasure. Fortunately, the traitor didn't search the body, otherwise, he would have been snatched away."
"Bronze Fox Noodle~"
It can simulate the covering of all monk breaths.
As long as you don't come into contact with people, even the peak saint king can't detect from the air,
Qi Mengdie was in a trance, recalling the figure on Guihun Cliff a month ago.
This mask was dropped when that person was hunted down.
"Hey, Chu Xiu is also considered amazing and talented. After only a hundred years of practice, he is respected by the younger generation."
That sentence: break immortality and ask for longevity, the emperor regrets but I don't.
How wanton and insolent, how stunning and gorgeous,
"Unfortunately, you are too strong, too evil, if you don't die, how can the great holy lands, ancient families, and great pope sects feel at ease."
"If you don't die, the emperor's road will open in the future, and who will have a chance in the Sky Continent?"
Shaking his head, he got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Now I have to find a way to break free from that traitor's imprisonment, otherwise I'm afraid I will be subject to him in this life."
------
Chu Xiu, who returned to the entrance of his cave, seemed to have a sense, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Put it on!"
"If you don't wear this mask, how can I develop in Taisu Holy Land with peace of mind."
"My good master..."
Enter the cave.
Chu Xiu took out the Xuanbing Jade Blood Sword rewarded by the system from the storage bag.
hum~
The long sword was unsheathed, blood lingered.
This sword is three feet three inches long, the blade is as red as blood, and as thin as a cicada's wing. The hilt is made of the ribs of an unknown beast, revealing a fierce killing intent.
"It's still a murderous soldier,"
"Just barely enough."
Chu Xiu shook his head, obviously looking down on him, but he didn't think much about it.
His realm is too low now, even if he is given a divine weapon, he won't be able to use it.
Sitting cross-legged, laying the Jade Blood Sword flat on both knees,
The long and narrow eyes were closed, and he began to refine the Xuanbing.
There are still 3 days until the deathmatch.
He planned to use these few days to practice one kind of movement technique and two kinds of sword tactics.
One of the sword formulas was practiced by the original "tool man Chu Xiu", and it is called "Xuanpin" of Qingfeng's three styles.
The name sounds very low, and the moves are also very simple. The three moves are, draw the sword, cut the sword, and return the sword. "Draw out the sword, slash, sheath"
Chu Xiu was originally a great swordsman. Judging from his eyesight, this sword art, although the grade is low by 2, has a faint taste of returning to the basics and being in harmony with the Tao.
What is sword repair?
Could it be that one can be called a sword cultivator if he controls the flying sword of his own destiny, kills people thousands of miles away, returns ten thousand swords to his ancestors, and makes all the fuss?
shallow! ! ! !
If the skill is not as good as the decision, it will never be as good as it should be.
Sword cultivator, what he cultivates is not sword skills, nor sword tactics, but sword intent.
The sword intent enters the Tao, with a flat blow, it can destroy the world.
Shouldn't it be right—drawing out the sword, slashing people, and sheathing it?
On the second day, the full moon is in the sky, and the stars are thousands of miles away...
In Chuxiu's cave.
【ding~】
【Wow! !Congratulations to the host, comprehend the artistic conception, and start to search for the meaning....】
hum~
A sword cry sounded in Chu Xiu's mind.
next moment.
The soul consciousness seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, flew out of the cave, passed through the great formation of the Taisu Holy Land Zongmen, and flew higher and higher.
When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had come to a dark space.
Chu Xiu raised his head and looked into the distance. He could see beams of light of various colors falling from above the darkness. The beams were thick and thin.
The thick one is as thick as a bucket, and the thinner one is only the diameter of chopsticks.
"The original place, looking for meaning..."
That's right, every beam of light here is a sword intent.
Every sword cultivator has only one chance to come here once in his life. Of course, Chu Xiu who has died once is considered a special case.
The sword cultivators who come here need to find the sword intent that matches their own swordsmanship here.
Sword intent also has strengths and weaknesses.
Some heaven-defying sword intents, even if those who comprehend them are at the intent-seeking stage, are much stronger than ordinary entry-level sword intents.
Chu Xiu came here once before, but at that time, he had already reached the Taoist Palace.
In his last life, he didn't have a master to guide him, so he relied on his own groping for cultivation. He entered the original land to find the sword intent, but he just picked a beam of light at random, which caused the sword intent to be weak.
To rebuild in this life, he naturally wants to find one of the strongest sword intents as much as possible.
The deeper one enters the Beginning Land, the stronger the sword intent can be found.
Think no more.
Chu Xiu moved and flew into the distance.
Passing beams of light, they continued to fly towards the deepest part of the Land of Beginning.
If an ordinary Lunhai cultivator enters here and travels up to 800 meters, his consciousness will not be able to withstand the pressure of the original place and will be crushed to pieces.
Consciousness is crushed.
At that time, let alone finding something, there will be a question mark on whether he can survive, and even if he can survive, he will probably be a fool.
However, Chu Xiu will not have any worries in this regard!
Before he was reborn, he was at the peak of Xiaosheng. He fought for a hundred years, killed an unknown number of saints, saints, and elders. The Great Sage is not as good as him.
Otherwise, he would not be able to practice the secret art of the soul and forcibly seize the body and resurrect him.
800 meters.....
1000 meters.....
[-] meters....
2000 meters....
Taisu Holy Land, Taisu Peak.
In the unpretentious Dongfu.
Wearing a plain white dress, the female cultivator with long, blue wavy hair slowly opened her phoenix eyes.
Her pupils are bright with stars and divine light. With every breath, billions of worlds are born and died in her eyes.
At the back of the female cultivator's head, three mysterious light arcs of gold, blue, and red rotate clockwise.
She is beautiful in appearance and has a sacred and inviolable temperament!
Even if the Great Sage is in front of him, he still has to bow his head, not daring to look at him.
She is the Lord of Taisu Holy Land, contemporary Taisuzi.
The overlord of the Saint King Realm.
"There are people in the Holy Land, looking for sword intent."
She raised her head, her star-like eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world and through time.
The line of sight fell on the initial land full of chaos.
“Interesting~”
"It has advanced 500 meters."
"Not bad, 4000 meters."
as time flows.
gradually,
Tai Suzi's indifferent expression became a little moved.
"Six thousand seven hundred and eighty nine meters~"
"Seven thousand seven hundred and sixty seven meters~"
"Such a strong soul, such a strong will, has come to this point in the early days of Lun Hai."
"Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight meters...!!"
"It's 18 meters longer than when I was looking for sword intent in the other side."
"This son is extraordinary, is he a great sage? Or is he gifted?"
Three hours later.
Tai Suzi's beautiful eyes gradually widened.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine meters..."
"how can that be..."
Tai Suzi stood up, parted her red lips slightly, and murmured: "3 years ago, the quasi-emperor sword god in the Endless Sword Realm had a terrifying sword intent. He never killed an enemy with a second sword. He was invincible in this world. It is said that he seeks meaning. At that time, it came to 99 meters."
"Could it be that I am too holy to produce a character like a sword god?"
