The stars are twinkling, and the night is like a chessboard, ever-changing.
On the outskirts of the Brutal Beast Forest in Haotian Prefecture, there are huge trees that can support the sky. Their dense branches and leaves block even the slightest bit of starlight from falling.
In the dark forest, beasts roared one after another, sometimes far away and sometimes near. It sounds like the roar of a ghost, which is particularly disturbing in this world where one cannot see even one's fingers.
However, among the warriors who come here to take risks, I am afraid that no one will be intimidated by this dark night. If they are timid, they will not have the courage to break into the famous wild beast forest in Tianwu Domain.
Somewhere in the forest, a bonfire was burning, and the flickering light of the fire brought a not too dazzling light to this dim world.
In the endless darkness, this firelight can be reflected ten miles away, except for the rookies who have just arrived in the Savage Forest. No one would light a bonfire at night, as that would undoubtedly lead to suicide.
The ferocious nocturnal beasts will be discovered immediately, and then they will pounce on you one after another.
But at this moment, thousands of meters away from the fire, a pair of green eyes stared at the white figure beside the bonfire, but they hesitated and did not dare to make any move.
Several disemboweled fire monkeys were hung on a big tree a thousand meters away. The blood on their chests had not yet solidified, and the fishy smell lingered for a long time.
The Fire Monkey, an eighth-level spiritual beast, is like an overlord in this area, and no one dares to mess with it.
Seeing the corpse of the spiritual beast hanging on the tree, any spiritual beast with a little bit of instinct would not act rashly.
Beside the bonfire, an unfolded scroll floated in mid-air. The white figure half a meter in front of the scroll was staring attentively at the person in the painting.
A girl with a petite and cute face but an extremely hot body was adding branches to the bonfire bit by bit.
The sudden flash of firelight illuminated the delicate face as red as gelatin. With a smile on her lips, the girl counted softly: "One, two, three, four..."
When the count reached nine, the white figure in front of the scroll seemed to have experienced something terrible. It looked horrified and flew back dozens of steps.
The man and the woman were naturally none other than Xiao Chen and Ao Jiao who had left the Haotian Sect.
It is not allowed in any sect to want to travel far away after being admitted for less than a year. Firstly, there is fear of accidents due to poor academic skills, and secondly, there is also fear that the disciple will leave immediately after receiving benefits.
However, with Shui Lingling's personal jade token and the great elder of the inner sect of Haotian Sect, Xiao Chen still accepted Xiao Chen in desperation.
Yue Chenxi and Gong Yangyu each went out to do sect tasks, and Xiao Chen couldn't say goodbye to them. After Long Wenguo asked someone to hand them over to Yue Chenxi, he went on his way alone.
From Haotian Prefecture to the Demon Realm, the fastest way is to go all the way west through the Savage Forest. After crossing the most remote Hunluo Prefecture in the Tianwu Region, you will arrive at the Demon Realm.
Ao Jiao looked at Xiao Chen who took a few steps back and said with a smile: "That's right, you lasted for nine seconds this time. It won't take long for you to break through ten seconds."
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand, rolled up the picture of the Qing Emperor drawing his sword, and sighed: "I have been able to find the directions of drawing the sword in thirty-two places, but his starting position seems to be endlessly changing. There are always directions you don’t expect.”
After entering the wild forest, Xiao Chen had nothing to do. After all, he couldn't stand the temptation of the picture of the Qing Emperor drawing his sword, so he unfolded the picture again.
In fact, any real swordsman will be like Xiao Chen. After witnessing a sword skill that subverts his own common sense, he will find a way to get a glimpse of it even if it is weird.
Slowly, Xiao Chen discovered that the sword of the man in the painting could be blocked, but you had to guess the direction of his sword in advance, otherwise you would still be killed by the sword.
Even though Xiao Chen had experienced the real feeling of approaching death many times, he was still not used to it and was extremely uncomfortable.
However, this kind of seeking death has also benefited Xiao Chen a lot in the past few days. His understanding of the art of drawing swords has become much better than before.
The process of pulling out the knife only takes a moment, but in that moment, it moves with the tilt of the body's steps, or the slight change in the angle of holding the knife.
The trajectory of the knife immediately becomes very different, and even the surrounding environment is different. Even a knife with the same trajectory will lead to another situation.
When you go to a higher level and integrate your artistic conception and state of mind into the sword-drawing technique, you can also form new changes.
A higher realm is integrated with heaven and earth. The moment the sword is drawn contains the understanding of heaven and earth and the control of heaven. At that time, the sword is no longer a sword.
In that state, Xiao Chen is far behind now. He is still at the most basic stage. How to control the angle and environment to derive different changes.
As far as he knew, no one among the younger generation in the Tianwu Domain had such in-depth research on the art of drawing swords. If he can go further, it may not become his new trump card.
Xiao Chen held the scroll with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and murmured: "I always feel that this scroll is more than that simple, and it should contain a greater secret."
Aojiao raised her eyelids slightly and said: "What's not simple? I've seen this kind of treasure many times. It's just a projection of one's own martial arts into a will on paper. Many martial emperors passed it on to later generations. Human martial arts are like this.”
"Your jade slip that hides Long Yin Jue also has the same purpose, but the sword drawing technique is more difficult to understand."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, put the scroll into the Qiankun Ring, and said: "Maybe, but I have a hunch that if I can master all the directions of his sword, the answer will be revealed by then."
Ao Jiao's little mouth curled up slightly, obviously not believing that there was any big secret.
Looking around, Xiao Chen looked at those green eyes and said, "Get up, I have to work."
With a flick of his hand, he blew out the bonfire in front of him, turning Aojiao into a ray of light and escaping into the fairy ring.
The surrounding light disappeared, and the night completely engulfed Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen moved his hands and feet, and after locking his prey, he ran and jumped quickly on the ground.
Whoosh whoosh!
The dark night did not cause any obstruction to Xiao Chen's sight. The white figure jumped up and down among the trees, like an agile cheetah, crossing obstacles one after another.
The distance of a thousand meters was reached in an instant, and a powerful spiritual beast that resembled a tiger and was covered with snow-white fur appeared in front of Xiao Chen.
This is the more powerful ice tiger among the seventh-level spiritual beasts, but it does not pose any challenge to Xiao Chen. Using it as prey has another purpose.
Xiao Chen's powerful aura was contained within his body, but not released, just like ordinary people. When Binghu looked at Xiao Chen, he felt a little weird at first, but after all, he was not as smart as humans.
After no longer feeling the dangerous aura, he finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward with his limbs. The surging power between his soles beat the ground rhythmically.
Dong-dong-dong made a series of ear-splitting sounds, which spread far into the darkness before slowly disappearing.
Seeing the ice tiger getting closer and closer, Xiao Chen smiled and showed no intention of moving.
It's just that the crowded purple clouds in the Dantian dispersed one by one and turned into thick true energy, rolling through the meridians like a rushing river.
The route that the true energy flows through is extremely weird. It is just making small circulations in the three meridians inside the chest.
Finally, the true energy flowed faster and faster, spinning somewhat crazily, driving the blood, bones, skin and muscles in Xiao Chen's body, making a subtle clanging sound.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The sounds gathered together, like a low and angry dragon's roar, swirling with the true energy in the chest, trying hard to find a vent to release it.
But he couldn't get out, he could only spin, spin, keep spinning. The low dragon roar became more and more urgent, and the accumulated power made Xiao Chen feel as if his chest was about to be exploded at any time.
If Xiao Chen looked inside at this moment, he would find that the true energy that had been circulating in his chest had turned into a cyan dragon shadow, and the dragon shadow changed from virtual to real.
As the low dragon roar became more and more urgent, the dragon shadow became more solid, and it seemed that all the sounds were converging on this cyan dragon shadow essence.
The bulging feeling in his chest has completely reached the critical point. If this power is not released, it will directly kill Xiao Chen himself.
The huge figure of Binghu was only five meters away from Xiao Chen, and a tiger claw struck Xiao Chen fiercely.
Without any movement, no matter how hard the head is, it will be reduced to pulp by the ice tiger's slap.
break!
Xiao Chen, who had been motionless, finally moved, not with his feet or hands, but by letting go of his throat and roaring out.
The dragon-shaped true energy that had been waiting in the body for a long time and wanted to rush out immediately rushed out with a hiss. The dragon-shaped true energy rotated once and turned into a whirlpool-shaped invisible sound wave that quickly spread out from his throat.
A huge sound surged out with this roar, the sound was more violent than thunder, and the dragon's power seemed to be able to shake thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Five meters in front of the ice tiger, a trace of blood spilled from its ears, nose and mouth. With a bang, the whole body fell down weakly.
The next moment, the wind suddenly rose, and the giant trees within 500 meters of the surrounding area exploded from the heart of the tree. The roots and mud splashed out, and the broken tree trunks were scattered all over the sky, dancing wildly in the sky.