When Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, Jian Wuxin finally couldn't help but nodded, and said with a slight smile, "In general, what he said is good, but I want to remind you that each level of sword skills does not only correspond to It depends on every level of cultivation. This is just a normal situation, and there are some rare cases. For example, your second senior brother, who is at the spiritual elixir level, can touch the surface of the fifth-level sword art, but the ancestor was at the Yuanying level back then. The realm, once enlightened and created the Xuantian Sword Jue, directly refers to the Mahayana realm."
Hearing this scene, Zhao Jiuge was stunned and thought to himself, no wonder Fu Hongling said that the second senior brother is the most promising person of Xuantian Sword Sect to ascend, and the one who is most like the founder of the sect. Unfortunately, God is jealous of the prodigy, and the whereabouts of the second senior brother are now unknown.
Nowadays, no one has ascended in the entire Chinese dynasty for thousands of years. Even the monks in the Mahayana realm are very few. I don’t know what the situation is. However, this does not stop most monks from still ignoring danger and life without hesitation. I embark on this road, pursuing immortality, even if the hope is slim, I will not let it go.
After all, as long as they are human beings, they have seven emotions and six desires, and all kinds of desires. Zhao Jiuge believes that even those immortals who have successfully ascended and become immortals cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's surprised expression, Jian Wuxin did not continue to entangle him too much on this issue. Zhao Jiuge's cultivation level was still low at present, and the more he knew about some things, the better.
"It seems that you are not too stupid. The direction of the sword you have understood is roughly correct. Keep thinking about it. Later, you will go to the square to practice swordsmanship and use up your spiritual power. I will have something for you to do when you come back in the evening." Jian Wuxin finished. He turned around and left. After walking for a few steps, he remembered something and continued, "By the way, back then Sha Sha mastered two levels of sword techniques in one day."
After saying this this time, Jian Wuxin ignored Zhao Jiuge's reaction and left without looking back.
Upon hearing these words, Zhao Jiuge, who was originally a little complacent about passing the test, suddenly solidified the smile on his face.
Although the master said before that he was not too stupid, in Zhao Jiuge's view, this was undoubtedly a compliment from the master. Who would have thought that the master said this again at the end, could it be that he was deliberately reminding himself not to get carried away
Shaking his head, no longer paying attention to the deep meaning, and not thinking about what things were waiting for him to do in the evening, Zhao Jiuge walked out of the inner hall and took the time to practice sword fighting, because he was a little stimulated, and others could fully comprehend two levels of sword fighting in one day. He can't do it, but he can fly first. As long as he is diligent and persistent, he doesn't believe that he can't reach that height. Although he knows that his qualifications are not very good, it takes him a month to do what others can do in one day. If it doesn't work in one month, just use it for a year. He won't believe that it can't be done!
Putting aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhao Jiuge came to the square and continued to repeat the boring movements over and over again, repeatedly comprehending and then continuing to practice sword fighting.
Soon, the day's practice was over, and this time Zhao Jiuge was a little deeper into the realm of Qiu Feng. With the exhaustion of his whole body's spiritual energy exhausted, Zhao Jiuge dragged his tired body back to Xuantian Temple. This time The practice gave him a preliminary understanding of this second level of sword art.
Stepping onto the white mist jade stairs, Zhao Jiuge saw Jian Wuxin standing by the red fence at some unknown time, looking at him. He must have arrived when he was practicing sword fighting.
"Have you finished practicing?" Jian Wuxin looked at Zhao Jiuge and asked softly.
"Yes, master." Zhao Jiuge agreed solemnly.
"Come on, follow me and I will take you to a place." Jian Wuxin then said, and then he rolled Zhao Jiuge over without any explanation.
The next moment, Zhao Jiuge felt himself hanging in the air, flying up like a cloud and mist. He only saw that he was being carried away by Jian Wuxin and had flown away from the Xuantian Palace.
In just a moment, his feet felt the ground. Zhao Jiuge was panicking. This was the first time he was flying in the void without a sword. It also allowed him to see the strength of his master.
Looking up and looking around, Zhao Jiuge was stunned when he saw the surrounding environment. It turned out to be a mountain peak with crisscrossed plants and green sky. The edge of the mountain peak was made of green and yellow rocks. As for the scene below the mountain peak, he could not see it.
"Master, what are you doing here?" Zhao Jiuge asked, looking around with doubts and confusion.
Jian Wuxin did not answer his words directly, but asked a question quietly, "Jiu Ge, do you know that although the Sword Immortal does not have as many magic spells as the Taoists, why can he break out of Nuo with a flying sword?" Great reputation."
Zhao Jiuge rolled his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he said without hesitation, "Of course it's because the flying sword is sharp and the sword is domineering. It can attack the enemy from a distance, but it is even more terrifying up close. Therefore, although we practice swordsmanship, even if we only rely on It's a sword, but it's not weaker than those sects with outstanding Taoism."
Jian Wuxin's smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded subconsciously. After Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously and said slowly, "That's the truth, but you only know one of them, but you don't know the other. two."
"Oh? Master, what else can you tell me?" Zhao Jiuge suddenly raised his eyebrows and became interested.
"That's the physique. If you don't have a hard and domineering body, how can you fight against the enemy with the edge of the sword in close combat? Therefore, each of my Sword Sect disciples is not only unparalleled in swordsmanship, but also has an incomparably hard body. There is a holy land in the south. Manshan, the entire sect relies mainly on body training, but my Xuantian Sword Sect disciple’s body is not much inferior to their ordinary disciples, do you know why.” After Jian Wuxin finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Zhao Jiuge with his eyes raised. .
"Why?" Zhao Jiuge asked weakly. Seeing Jian Wuxin's gaze, he suddenly felt a little weak and had a bad premonition for some reason.
Jian Wuxin did not speak, but pointed to the bottom of the green-yellow rock on the edge. Zhao Jiuge, confused, took a few steps and slowly walked to the edge of the mountain. He craned his neck and looked down. Zhao Jiuge was immediately frightened out of his wits.
I saw a hundred meters deep below the underground peak, on the green water of the cold pool, a few bubbles rolled out from time to time, and then the bubbles burst with a gentle pop.
Because when they came to the edge, Zhao Jiuge's steps brought up a few blue-yellow gravels and rolled down below. Once these small green-yellow gravels fell below, they did not make a dull sound and fell into the green cold pool. , but after being splashed by the green liquid whose bubbles burst, it was immediately corroded and turned into a burst of green smoke. Along with this scene, there was also a rotten smell.
Seeing this scene, how could Zhao Jiuge not be frightened? If he accidentally fell down, even if the owner had a foundation-building level, there would definitely be no bones left.
Nearby, there was a waterfall like a giant white dragon flowing down. Its majestic appearance and sound were like thousands of unbridled horses roaring and galloping. One white and one green formed such a sharp contrast. At this time, Zhao Jiuge looked at the waterfall. Come, the bottomless green cold pool with green bubbles is like a bloody mouth, which is scary. After all, unknown things are the scariest thing. Since the master brought him here, he must have some purpose. In addition, coupled with the physical fitness that the master just mentioned, Zhao Jiuge already had a bad premonition in his heart.
After all, Zhao Jiuge is still a young man. In the face of this kind of power of nature, it is natural to lament his own insignificance, but the more so, the more some people want to control their destiny in their own hands.
"This is the poisonous swamp miasma of our Xuantian Peak." Jian Wuxin paused, glanced at the frightened Zhao Jiuge and continued, "This is also the place with the strongest spiritual power of our Xuantian Peak. Due to its geographical location, it is Cumulatively, the miasma inside became so strong that it became frightening. Later, I deliberately dropped a lot of poisons and elixirs containing spiritual power here. Coupled with the miasma inside for so many years, the terrifying power inside has reached a frightening level. .”
At the mountain peak, the mountain wind blew Zhao Jiuge's sword robes whistling. Zhao Jiuge's delicate face was a little pale. He felt that his mouth was dry and he swallowed hard, then secretly glanced down again. After one glance, it seems that I don’t want to continue reading.
Jian Wuxin was not affected in any way, but continued to speak, "Jiu Ge, do you know that there are so many people who practice, but very few can reach the peak height?"
After regaining his composure, Zhao Jiuge said with a trembling voice, "Kung Fu, magic, or qualifications?" Zhao Jiuge already knew what was going to happen later.
Jian Wuxin shook his head, his face looking a little misty due to the strong wind blowing on the top of the mountain, "Yes, it's persistence and dedication, and the belief to move forward."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the green cold pool below and said, "With your current strength and qualifications, there must be little hope of reaching the end. Drink this marrow-cleansing and menstrual-clearing soup, and then jump in."
Then, Jian Wuxin saw a small black bottle that was as dark as jade in his hand. He didn't know what was inside, but from the name of the Marrow Cleansing Menstrual Decoction, it should be some liquid.
And Jian Wuxin never explained the function of this marrow-cleansing menstrual soup from beginning to end, nor did he tell Zhao Jiuge why he jumped, and what the consequences would be. He just told Zhao Jiuge that only by giving what ordinary people cannot give, can he Standing taller than ordinary people.
As if he had guessed the fear in Zhao Jiuge's heart, Jian Wuxin then added, "You choose everything by yourself, I won't force you." His voice was blown by the mountain wind, making it seem even more ethereal and unreal.
Listening to Jian Wuxin's words, Zhao Jiuge was hesitant as heaven and man were at war in his heart.
Jian Wuxin's words moved him. In his heart, he would sacrifice everything for strength without hesitation. On the other hand, the cold blue pool below made him shudder.
However, Zhao Jiuge didn't think too much. In just one thought, Zhao Jiuge made a decision!