Chapter 157 1 word cap!
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Shi Shang Zui Shuai Zuo Zhe
To be clear, Xue Wuhen was definitely not swearing. He was really just reading the fonts he saw.
That's right.
This word is grass! !
Countless people were stunned, looking at this concise and domineering big character.
Many thoughts swirled in my mind.
What did Senior Ye mean when he wrote this word? What is the deeper purpose?
"Grass, grass, grass..." Xue Wuhen kept repeating this word in his mouth, looking at it dreamily, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
As we all know, grass is a plant.
But Xue Wuhen knew that Senior Ye was definitely not that simple, and there was definitely a deeper meaning behind it.
So, what exactly does it mean?
After ten seconds.
"What a fool! What a fool! What a fool!"
He was puzzled to understand what the meaning of this word was when Senior Ye wrote it.
But Senior Ye said it himself, his lifelong understanding of kendo was contained in it. Xue Wuhen didn't believe that he couldn't even comprehend it at all. Is his talent really that bad?
At this time, the man in white robe racked his brains hard, staring fiercely with bloodshot eyes, trying desperately to figure out something from this cursive character.
"Well, forget it. It doesn't matter if you can't see it. Don't force yourself!" Ye Junlin was startled and quickly waved his hand to persuade.
He seriously underestimated this man's dedication to the art of swordsmanship, and he didn't expect that he would be so obsessed with the words he wrote casually.
"No, I can't give up. The road is right in front of me..." Sweat dripped from Xue Wuhen's forehead, and her eyebrows were pounding. She had been pondering the meaning of this word, and her whole body was immersed in understanding.
"I think, apart from the larger character, there seems to be nothing different about it."
"Nonsense! This is what Senior Ye left behind. It contains his understanding of the way of swordsmanship. If you can't understand it, it's because you are not mature enough!"
"Ah, yes yes yes..."
There were whispers all around, and everyone was pondering over the domineering cursive characters carefully, not daring to make any hasty conclusions.
I think there must be a secret hidden in it, but they just didn't discover it.
I saw everyone discussing it.
Li Wujie was in awe: "Master is so powerful. This word alone makes many people confused. Even a top swordsman like Xue Wuhen would break his head."
Hong Qianye on the side frowned and thought. No matter how he looked, he couldn't tell anything extraordinary from this cursive character.
It really is that apart from being big and bluffing, there seems to be nothing worth studying.
"With my eyesight, that guy must have written it for show!"
"According to his character, it is normal for him to commit such a shameless act."
Hong Qianye looked disdainful, thinking that this must be the case.
Obviously, with so many onlookers present, he was the most sober.
Seeing Xue Wuhen, he was as dazed as a demon, and kept chanting "Cao Cao Cao Cao" over and over again.
Ye Junlin, who was about to reach out to pat his shoulder, couldn't help but stretched his hand back and sighed: "Hey, why bother."
Just when Ye Junlin thought that this guy was probably crazy.
Xue Wuhen's eyes gradually brightened, and she seemed to have some understanding.
Grass is not only a plant, but also represents the will to fight hard and strive for self-improvement.
Even if it is trampled and scorned by others, the grass will silently endure and live strong. It stands proudly under the violent storm, is indomitable under the wildfire, and is reborn in the spring.
Senior Ye, I understand!
It turns out that the reason why you gave this word is to let me understand the true meaning of swordsmanship, which is to live toward death, to break and then to stand up again!
At this time, Xue Wuhen entered some unspeakable mysterious state, the light in his eyes became more and more intense, and an unprecedented feeling emerged in his heart, as he pieced together his own swordsmanship like a puzzle.
Boom~! !
The sky rumbled, dark clouds gathered crazily, and flashed with terrifying thunder.
This is Jieyun!
"Holy shit, what's going on?!" Ye Junlin raised his head, his eyes full of astonishment.
"What's going on here?"
Everyone was shocked and stunned.
"Senior Brother Hong, is he trying to..." Li Wujie's eyelids trembled as he looked at the gathering clouds of calamity above.
Hong Qianye's throat squirmed, and her beautiful red and phoenix eyes flashed with extreme shock, and she murmured: "No, is this okay?"
Red Chiba is very familiar with this phenomenon.
That's right, Xue Wuhen is going to overcome the calamity and become an immortal! !
Immortal, high above.
If the breakthrough is successful, there will be a difference between immortals and mortals, and there will be an insurmountable gap between the two sides.
Even in the Central Region, which is the head of the five major regions and has a forest of strong men, there are only a handful of immortals. Each of them is the foundation of the immortal ancient religion and the Holy Land, and is the target of countless cultivation forces who rely on and fawn over.
What's more, in the Eastern Region, the rarity of immortals can be imagined!
Seeing Xue Wuhen's direct testimony, causing the calamity cloud to gather at the top, the surrounding monks almost dropped their jaws in shock, and they all stared blankly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"With just a simple cursive character, Xue Wuhen could get the chance to become an immortal. What is the origin of Ye Junlin?!"
Old Liu's scalp was numb, his pupils were trembling, and his inner emotions were like turbulent waves.
After so many years, he was still stuck in the realm of overcoming the tribulation and reaching perfection. Not to mention leading out the tribulation cloud, he didn't even feel it in the dark, as if he had been insulated from the immortal way in this life.
The reason is that he has not completely walked out of his own way. The so-called transcending tribulations and becoming an immortal requires first proving the way. For example, if you don't even have the key in your hand, how can you open the door to becoming an immortal?
"Someone is one step ahead of me..." The expression on Chen Xiao's face was full of shock, his eyes were fixed on the surging cloud of calamity, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.
How he hoped that he could also receive this opportunity!
Under the gaze of everyone, Xue Wuhen's expression returned to coldness, his brows were filled with invincible belief, and the sword intent in his eyes was boiling, like two blazing white suns.
"Come on, let me experience the power of Thunder Tribulation!"
Xue Wuhen was calm and unafraid. She was dressed in a spotless white robe and a black cloak. She reached out and directly pulled out the sword close to her body and raised the sword in the air.
In an instant, the sword energy spanned [-] miles, overwhelming the heroes, and the brilliant sword light shot straight into the sky, blasting towards the terrifying cloud of calamity.
Boom~! !
Large clumps of calamity clouds exploded like thunder, as if they were offended by Xue Wuhen's actions, and continuously struck down powerful lightning bolts, tearing the sky apart.
The snow-white sword light collided with the terrifying lightning, releasing extremely turbulent energy fluctuations.
When an ordinary tribulation is successfully encountered such a thunder tribulation, let alone a frontal attack, even the passive defense will be hacked to the point of vomiting blood, and there is a possibility of death.
But Xue Wuhen was different. He could kill with just a swing of his sword. His strength was so unbelievable that Lei Jie had no way to kill him.
After resisting several waves of thunder and calamity, the clouds of calamity gradually dissipated.
boom!
A bright auspicious light rose into the sky, and the colorful glow filled the entire sky.
In the intersection of countless shocked eyes, the tall figure bathed in fairy light slowly fell down, with an elegant figure and aloof temperament.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and his whole body released an unfathomable aura, which overwhelmed all living beings and made people surrender.
"Is this what it feels like to become an immortal?"
Xue Wuhen carefully realized the surging immortal power transformed from mana in his body, and felt that as long as he casually slashed out a sword, he could create a terrifying scene like the end of the world.
The so-called Tribulation Realm, known as the Virtual Immortal, is a joke compared to the True Immortal, just like the gap between Yinghuo and Haoyue.
Incomparable, absolutely incomparable!
When Xue Wuhen, dressed in white, appeared in front of everyone with his immortal energy, everyone suddenly realized that the person in front of them had become a real swordsman in white!
Ouyang Feng, the ancestor of the Banshan Sect, found it unbelievable that he actually witnessed the birth of a sword immortal?
"Congratulations, senior, for becoming an immortal!" I don't know who shouted this in the crowd.
In an instant, congratulations sounded like an overwhelming number.
"Congratulations to senior for becoming an immortal!!!!"
The sounds from all directions shook the heaven and earth, resounding through the sky for thousands of miles, shocking all living beings in the world.
Countless monks showed reverence on their faces. After all, this was a true immortal!
Moreover, he is still a swordsman who focuses on meritorious deeds!
"Master... actually enlightened an immortal?!" Li Wujie hissed and gasped.
Hong Qianye was dumbfounded.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he glanced at the silver-haired young man. Hong Qianye fell into confusion. Could it be that she had really misunderstood him?
At this time, not to mention the general public, even Ye Junlin himself was confused.
He just wrote this word on a whim, but in the end, this guy really realized something and became an immortal on the spot?
outrageous...
Ye Junlin looked back at the big word "grass" on the mountain in front of him, his brows knitted into knots, and he fell into deep thought.
Grass!
Is it really that divine?
Xue Wuhen was very excited.
Senior Ye is really honest and honest!
This cursive character indeed contains many mysteries. With a little digging, you can discover the true meaning of swordsmanship hidden behind it.
Looking at the silver-haired young man, Xue Wuhen didn't have the airs of an immortal at all. He walked straight forward, bowed his hands, and said respectfully:
"Thank you, Senior Ye, for your guidance. I am able to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal, all thanks to your guidance!"
A real immortal is addressing a senior in the Tribulation Realm. This bizarre thing has never happened since ancient times, but now it has really happened.
Ye Junlin froze on the spot, blinked, and looked at the man in white robe carefully, thinking:
How about you slash me with your sword and let me become an immortal on the spot?
That's right.
This word is grass! !
Countless people were stunned, looking at this concise and domineering big character.
Many thoughts swirled in my mind.
What did Senior Ye mean when he wrote this word? What is the deeper purpose?
"Grass, grass, grass..." Xue Wuhen kept repeating this word in his mouth, looking at it dreamily, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
As we all know, grass is a plant.
But Xue Wuhen knew that Senior Ye was definitely not that simple, and there was definitely a deeper meaning behind it.
So, what exactly does it mean?
After ten seconds.
"What a fool! What a fool! What a fool!"
He was puzzled to understand what the meaning of this word was when Senior Ye wrote it.
But Senior Ye said it himself, his lifelong understanding of kendo was contained in it. Xue Wuhen didn't believe that he couldn't even comprehend it at all. Is his talent really that bad?
At this time, the man in white robe racked his brains hard, staring fiercely with bloodshot eyes, trying desperately to figure out something from this cursive character.
"Well, forget it. It doesn't matter if you can't see it. Don't force yourself!" Ye Junlin was startled and quickly waved his hand to persuade.
He seriously underestimated this man's dedication to the art of swordsmanship, and he didn't expect that he would be so obsessed with the words he wrote casually.
"No, I can't give up. The road is right in front of me..." Sweat dripped from Xue Wuhen's forehead, and her eyebrows were pounding. She had been pondering the meaning of this word, and her whole body was immersed in understanding.
"I think, apart from the larger character, there seems to be nothing different about it."
"Nonsense! This is what Senior Ye left behind. It contains his understanding of the way of swordsmanship. If you can't understand it, it's because you are not mature enough!"
"Ah, yes yes yes..."
There were whispers all around, and everyone was pondering over the domineering cursive characters carefully, not daring to make any hasty conclusions.
I think there must be a secret hidden in it, but they just didn't discover it.
I saw everyone discussing it.
Li Wujie was in awe: "Master is so powerful. This word alone makes many people confused. Even a top swordsman like Xue Wuhen would break his head."
Hong Qianye on the side frowned and thought. No matter how he looked, he couldn't tell anything extraordinary from this cursive character.
It really is that apart from being big and bluffing, there seems to be nothing worth studying.
"With my eyesight, that guy must have written it for show!"
"According to his character, it is normal for him to commit such a shameless act."
Hong Qianye looked disdainful, thinking that this must be the case.
Obviously, with so many onlookers present, he was the most sober.
Seeing Xue Wuhen, he was as dazed as a demon, and kept chanting "Cao Cao Cao Cao" over and over again.
Ye Junlin, who was about to reach out to pat his shoulder, couldn't help but stretched his hand back and sighed: "Hey, why bother."
Just when Ye Junlin thought that this guy was probably crazy.
Xue Wuhen's eyes gradually brightened, and she seemed to have some understanding.
Grass is not only a plant, but also represents the will to fight hard and strive for self-improvement.
Even if it is trampled and scorned by others, the grass will silently endure and live strong. It stands proudly under the violent storm, is indomitable under the wildfire, and is reborn in the spring.
Senior Ye, I understand!
It turns out that the reason why you gave this word is to let me understand the true meaning of swordsmanship, which is to live toward death, to break and then to stand up again!
At this time, Xue Wuhen entered some unspeakable mysterious state, the light in his eyes became more and more intense, and an unprecedented feeling emerged in his heart, as he pieced together his own swordsmanship like a puzzle.
Boom~! !
The sky rumbled, dark clouds gathered crazily, and flashed with terrifying thunder.
This is Jieyun!
"Holy shit, what's going on?!" Ye Junlin raised his head, his eyes full of astonishment.
"What's going on here?"
Everyone was shocked and stunned.
"Senior Brother Hong, is he trying to..." Li Wujie's eyelids trembled as he looked at the gathering clouds of calamity above.
Hong Qianye's throat squirmed, and her beautiful red and phoenix eyes flashed with extreme shock, and she murmured: "No, is this okay?"
Red Chiba is very familiar with this phenomenon.
That's right, Xue Wuhen is going to overcome the calamity and become an immortal! !
Immortal, high above.
If the breakthrough is successful, there will be a difference between immortals and mortals, and there will be an insurmountable gap between the two sides.
Even in the Central Region, which is the head of the five major regions and has a forest of strong men, there are only a handful of immortals. Each of them is the foundation of the immortal ancient religion and the Holy Land, and is the target of countless cultivation forces who rely on and fawn over.
What's more, in the Eastern Region, the rarity of immortals can be imagined!
Seeing Xue Wuhen's direct testimony, causing the calamity cloud to gather at the top, the surrounding monks almost dropped their jaws in shock, and they all stared blankly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"With just a simple cursive character, Xue Wuhen could get the chance to become an immortal. What is the origin of Ye Junlin?!"
Old Liu's scalp was numb, his pupils were trembling, and his inner emotions were like turbulent waves.
After so many years, he was still stuck in the realm of overcoming the tribulation and reaching perfection. Not to mention leading out the tribulation cloud, he didn't even feel it in the dark, as if he had been insulated from the immortal way in this life.
The reason is that he has not completely walked out of his own way. The so-called transcending tribulations and becoming an immortal requires first proving the way. For example, if you don't even have the key in your hand, how can you open the door to becoming an immortal?
"Someone is one step ahead of me..." The expression on Chen Xiao's face was full of shock, his eyes were fixed on the surging cloud of calamity, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.
How he hoped that he could also receive this opportunity!
Under the gaze of everyone, Xue Wuhen's expression returned to coldness, his brows were filled with invincible belief, and the sword intent in his eyes was boiling, like two blazing white suns.
"Come on, let me experience the power of Thunder Tribulation!"
Xue Wuhen was calm and unafraid. She was dressed in a spotless white robe and a black cloak. She reached out and directly pulled out the sword close to her body and raised the sword in the air.
In an instant, the sword energy spanned [-] miles, overwhelming the heroes, and the brilliant sword light shot straight into the sky, blasting towards the terrifying cloud of calamity.
Boom~! !
Large clumps of calamity clouds exploded like thunder, as if they were offended by Xue Wuhen's actions, and continuously struck down powerful lightning bolts, tearing the sky apart.
The snow-white sword light collided with the terrifying lightning, releasing extremely turbulent energy fluctuations.
When an ordinary tribulation is successfully encountered such a thunder tribulation, let alone a frontal attack, even the passive defense will be hacked to the point of vomiting blood, and there is a possibility of death.
But Xue Wuhen was different. He could kill with just a swing of his sword. His strength was so unbelievable that Lei Jie had no way to kill him.
After resisting several waves of thunder and calamity, the clouds of calamity gradually dissipated.
boom!
A bright auspicious light rose into the sky, and the colorful glow filled the entire sky.
In the intersection of countless shocked eyes, the tall figure bathed in fairy light slowly fell down, with an elegant figure and aloof temperament.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and his whole body released an unfathomable aura, which overwhelmed all living beings and made people surrender.
"Is this what it feels like to become an immortal?"
Xue Wuhen carefully realized the surging immortal power transformed from mana in his body, and felt that as long as he casually slashed out a sword, he could create a terrifying scene like the end of the world.
The so-called Tribulation Realm, known as the Virtual Immortal, is a joke compared to the True Immortal, just like the gap between Yinghuo and Haoyue.
Incomparable, absolutely incomparable!
When Xue Wuhen, dressed in white, appeared in front of everyone with his immortal energy, everyone suddenly realized that the person in front of them had become a real swordsman in white!
Ouyang Feng, the ancestor of the Banshan Sect, found it unbelievable that he actually witnessed the birth of a sword immortal?
"Congratulations, senior, for becoming an immortal!" I don't know who shouted this in the crowd.
In an instant, congratulations sounded like an overwhelming number.
"Congratulations to senior for becoming an immortal!!!!"
The sounds from all directions shook the heaven and earth, resounding through the sky for thousands of miles, shocking all living beings in the world.
Countless monks showed reverence on their faces. After all, this was a true immortal!
Moreover, he is still a swordsman who focuses on meritorious deeds!
"Master... actually enlightened an immortal?!" Li Wujie hissed and gasped.
Hong Qianye was dumbfounded.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he glanced at the silver-haired young man. Hong Qianye fell into confusion. Could it be that she had really misunderstood him?
At this time, not to mention the general public, even Ye Junlin himself was confused.
He just wrote this word on a whim, but in the end, this guy really realized something and became an immortal on the spot?
outrageous...
Ye Junlin looked back at the big word "grass" on the mountain in front of him, his brows knitted into knots, and he fell into deep thought.
Grass!
Is it really that divine?
Xue Wuhen was very excited.
Senior Ye is really honest and honest!
This cursive character indeed contains many mysteries. With a little digging, you can discover the true meaning of swordsmanship hidden behind it.
Looking at the silver-haired young man, Xue Wuhen didn't have the airs of an immortal at all. He walked straight forward, bowed his hands, and said respectfully:
"Thank you, Senior Ye, for your guidance. I am able to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal, all thanks to your guidance!"
A real immortal is addressing a senior in the Tribulation Realm. This bizarre thing has never happened since ancient times, but now it has really happened.
Ye Junlin froze on the spot, blinked, and looked at the man in white robe carefully, thinking:
How about you slash me with your sword and let me become an immortal on the spot?
