"This is the name of the sword technique: Jian Qi Ru Si, created by the sixth-generation Sword Sovereign!" The sword spirit slowly said: "The so-called Jian Qi Ru Si means compressing the sword Qi and then compressing it, just like casting a sword. The iron block is continuously compressed, and the smaller the compression, the greater the mass contained in the iron block. This is the principle of the sword energy like silk! And this ghost fire is also the same. The more skillfully you manipulate it, the more powerful it will be. Big!"
"Sword Qi is like silk?" Yang Ye's eyes flashed with excitement, and said, "What grade?"
The sword spirit pondered for a while, and said, "Heaven-rank middle-grade! But that power is definitely not weaker than the current sky-rank top-grade!"
"Stop talking, teach me now!" Yang Ye couldn't wait. Sword skills have always been his weakness. It's not that he can't cultivate talent, but that he doesn't have good sword skills! Even if you go to rob, you can't rob, unless you go to rob those big sects, and robbing those big sects is equivalent to death!
The sword spirit nodded slightly and said, "Close your eyes and calm down, I will teach you this sword art!"
Yang Ye closed his eyes slightly, and soon, a piece of information poured into his mind...
About half an hour later, Yang Ye slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and the keel sword appeared in his hand. , countless stones sputtered.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ye frowned, then shook his head. According to the description of the sword qi-like sword art, he compressed the sword qi, but it didn't seem to be so ideal, because his sword qi didn't seem to have anything to do with it. Variety!
"You can't be hasty, you have a clear mind in swordsmanship, and you have many advantages over ordinary people in the practice of sword art, but remember to be impatient. No sword skill can be achieved overnight. The reason why I demonstrate this sword energy is like silk and Manipulating the ghost fire of the ghosts for you to see is not for you to practice hardships now, and then practice the two, after all, that is unrealistic. My purpose is to let you clearly know some of your shortcomings in cultivation, understand?" Sword Spirit said slowly.
Hearing this, Yang Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have been taught!" Indeed, he was a little too impatient. Sword skills are really impossible to achieve overnight, and now his main purpose should be to cultivate well, so that he can step into the spirit realm as soon as possible! As for sword skills and ghost fire, we can only postpone it for now!
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Yang Ye began to frantically absorb profound energy.
Seeing this scene, the ancient sheath sword spirit nodded slightly. Although the person in front of him was a little extreme, he was able to correct his mistakes without being stubborn. Generally speaking, the person is still good, as long as he does not touch his inverse scales, he is still very easy to get along with.
With a flash of sword light, the sword spirit recovered as its body and floated beside Yang Ye.
…
Sword Sect, Taiqing Palace.
At this time, there were only two people standing in the Hall of Supreme Purity in Noda, a white-haired old man with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, and an elegant middle-aged man. The field seemed a little deserted.
After a long while, the elegant middle-aged man said, "Master, do you really want to go to heaven?"
The white-haired old man took off the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, his eyes cast to the horizon, and said: "Mu Zhe, I know what you are worried about, but, you should know that my deadline has come. Sit down. Go ahead, I still have a chance!"
"It's just that if I fail, my sword sect will be doomed!" The elegant middle-aged man said solemnly.
"When my deadline is up, Jianzong will also be doomed!" The white-haired old man said faintly: "If you go there, there is still a chance of life, and there is also a chance for Jianzong, but if you don't go, at most three years, Jianzong will still face catastrophe. At that time, Jianzong really has no life at all!"
The elegant middle-aged man sighed in a low voice, and said, "Mu Zhe is ashamed, Sword Sect in my hands, not only did not reproduce the scenery of hundreds of years ago, but every year is not as good as a year, Mu Zhe is ashamed of the ancestors of Sword Sect!"
The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "I don't blame you. If I hadn't caused trouble for Jianzong and angered Yuanmen, Jianzong wouldn't have been suppressed by them overtly and secretly for thousands of years. Of course, I don't I regret what happened back then, it's the boy named Yang Ye who makes me regret, what a pity!"
"Yang Ye?" The elegant middle-aged man said softly, "Is that the one who killed the Sword Emperor and is now called the Sword Emperor?"
The white-haired old man nodded, his eyes flashed with regret, and said: "On that day, in order to ease the grievance between Baihua Palace and Yuanmen, I gave up on him, I have to say, this is what I have done in my life as a drunken Taoist. One of the stupidest decisions! Abandoning him not only made the sect lose a super kendo genius, but also made Jianzong the laughing stock of everyone in the southern region, his reputation plummeted, and the entire sect of Jianzong is now dissatisfied with us. I have to say, this was the wrong decision I made!"
"It's really a pity!" The elegant middle-aged man said: "If he is a disciple of Jianzong, as long as he does not die, even if Jianzong is dead, he will be able to rebuild Jianzong in the future with his sword emperor's appeal. There is no room for Qing Shi to be with her—"
The drunk Daoist interrupted the elegant middle-aged man and said, "It's not necessary for now, if I cross the road of heaven, the problems faced by Jianzong will no longer be a problem. God's will!"
There was silence in the field for a long time, and the elegant middle-aged man said: "How sure is the master?"
"Thirty percent!"
The heart of the middle-aged scholar suddenly sank, and after a long while, he said, "At that time, I will use the power of all the disciples of the Sword Sect to help my uncle!"
After pondering for a while, the drunk Taoist nodded slightly: "Yes!"
"… "
One day passed, in the fifth floor, Yang Ye was like a whirlpool, and the profound energy in the fifth floor rushed towards him frantically. At this time, the breath of Yang Ye's body is stronger than before. If anyone is here, they will find that the air around Yang Ye is in a strange twist!
Control the aura!
This is the sign of a strong person in the spirit realm, that is to say, Yang Ye is not far from the spirit realm at this time!
In fact, Yang Ye was very depressed at this time, because he could have entered the spirit realm earlier, but this small whirlpool sucked 80% of the profound energy into that door, that is to say, he truly became his profound energy. Only less than two percent! But fortunately, even if it is only 20%, it is much more than the total of ordinary kings and profound practitioners!
In addition to Yang Ye, some geniuses in the fourth floor also showed signs of being promoted to the spirit realm, such as Mo Ke Soul You, Luo Xue, and Mr. Shiluo and Ji Yan Shi on the side! These people are geniuses among geniuses, and they have reached the peak of the king's realm, especially Mo Ke and Luoxue, both of whom have already stepped into the spirit realm. The environment, for them, is a breeze!
On the fourth floor, everyone is cultivating desperately, because whoever reaches the spirit realm first, the other side is doomed to misery. They didn't want to be miserable, so everyone worked hard.
As for the third and second floors, as well as those profound practitioners on the first floor…
None of those profound practitioners dare to cultivate well? Why? Because there are enemies all around, whoever cultivates is courting death!
If the previous fight was because of position grabs, then the current fight is because of hatred! Yes, the profound practitioners on the first, second and third floors have already killed red eyes, and everyone seems to be an enemy, so let them cultivate quietly? They wouldn't dare to lend them ten courage!
What is worth mentioning is An Nanjing. After An Nanjing walked down the fifth floor, she came to the Qianlong Monument in front of Qianlongtai. Just when everyone thought she was going to challenge the peerless geniuses of the Mysterious Continent, what was she? There was no movement, just standing quietly like that, and his eyes fell on the name of the first generation of Martial God!
Just like that, she stood there all day.
Of course, no one dared to disturb her. Just kidding. As long as she doesn't trouble others, others will be thankful. Who would dare to trouble her in the field? Even when Luo Xue looked at An Nanjing, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes!
Time passed slowly, and another day passed.
"boom!"
In the early morning of the third day, on the fourth floor, a terrifying aura surged out of Luo Xue's body, and the masked people around him were immediately stunned by this aura.
Everyone in the field was shocked, have they advanced
And at this moment, a terrifying demonic energy suddenly erupted in the body of the demon, and the demonic energy was like a substance, instantly shrouding the demon in it!
Seeing this scene, the faces of countless demon profound practitioners in the field were filled with ecstasy, while the expressions of the human profound practitioners on the side completely sank!
"Human profound practitioners here, die!"
Mo Ke's voice resounded like a dull thunder in the ears of all the human profound practitioners in the field!