The surging black clouds are getting closer and closer, the thunder is roaring, the sky is dark and the sky is dark, and you can't even see the flying snow, as if it was doomsday.
- Jiuduan Snow Mountain!
He recognized it, this is the place where he was struck to death by the thunder in his previous life! And now, he has returned to that moment, experiencing everything that has happened in the illusion!
This is... Illusory Heart Array!
The green ribbon in his hand reminded him that the mission test was to escape from the illusion. For a moment, Jing Yue even wanted to commit suicide immediately, but at most it was a failure of the test. But if he stays, once he can't withstand the thunder, even in the illusion, his consciousness will definitely suffer irreversible damage.
But he also thought that the Tianlei in the Illusory Heart Array is not a real thunder calamity after all. And if he escapes, the calamity of the previous life will become his heart robbery, and he will turn into a demon that day, preventing him from soaring.
He said, those who prevent people from becoming enlightened - die!
If that person is the cowardly self, he will definitely kill him!
Jingyue took out the Canglan sword that he had not seen in ten thousand years, and touched the blue jade-like sword with tenderness in his eyes, "Old friend, I really miss you."
The Canglan Sword in the Illusory Heart Array still stayed ten thousand years ago. It didn't understand the meaning of Jing Yue's words, but it could sense the complex emotions of its master, so it suppressed the fear of Lei Jie and touched the scene intimately. Yue's shoulder in comfort.
Jingyue calmed down and looked up at Leiyun.
Gangfeng tore his body, and the pressure of Lei Jie became stronger and stronger. Jing Yue quickly took out a few immortal treasures from the Sumeru Ring, and clothed them into a great array of body protection.
As soon as the great formation was formed, the first thunder tribulation had already descended!
"Boom—"
A ten-foot-thick mad thunder struck him, and even though the body-guarding formation neutralized most of its power, Jing Yue was still shocked, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, smeared across his pale jaw, and landed on the Yuebai Taoist robe.
Canglanjian trembled anxiously, trying to rush up to resist the second thunder, but was stopped by Jingyue.
But in an instant, the white light ripped apart the black fog, reflecting the snowy peaks like a hill on the opposite side, and the second thunder calamity descended!
The sky and the earth shook, and the opposite snow peak collapsed with a loud bang. The splashing white snow was like a mountain of clouds and clouds, and the rocks on the snow-capped mountain rolled down with the snow, forming an avalanche.
Jingyue smelled a burning smell, and his body was even more painful, as if his blood had been dried, and his internal organs were burned into hot stones. His Taoist robe was torn into rags, the blue silk was dry, and his body was covered in fine wounds, and even the body protection formation was cut in half.
The experience of the previous life told him that this formation could at most survive the third thunder calamity.
"Boom-"
The third thunder calamity was already ten feet thick, like a silver pillar that fell from the sky and pounded heavily on his body.
The Canglan Sword sounded angrily and shot straight to the sky. Jing Yue hurriedly said, "Come back to me! Cough..."
In the past life, Cang Lan was cut off in the fourth sky thunder, even if it was just an illusion at this time, Jing Yue didn't want to repeat the same mistakes!
Although the sword spirit of the Canglan Sword has self-consciousness, it cannot go against the master's will after all.
Seeing that the fourth thunder was about to fall, the sky seemed to be a silver dragon leaping wildly, Jing Yue was seriously injured, and his spiritual power was violent, but he did not flinch, and faced the might of the thunder alone.
He always has to do his best, even if it is a mighty cockroach shaking the tree, even if there is only a glimmer of possibility.
Suddenly, Jingyue's soul was in severe pain, and in a trance, he saw the last form of the Canglan swordsmanship again.
It was still a phantom waving the long sword slowly, but the posture was smoother than what he saw on the day he entered the academy. It was no longer clumsy like a child dancing a sword, and it had a little boyish sword posture.
Thunder robbery, phantom, the sword he is bound to stop...
He had the same experience a year ago, but he is the only one in the phantom formation today, and he can't expect Qin Yanzhi to come and save him!
Thinking of Qin Yanzhi, a picture flashed in Jingyue's mind - Qin Yanzhi stood in front of the sword pavilion and said solemnly: "Every move of the sword style has a rhythm, the reason why you should practice the seven sword styles diligently is to hope that you can You can master the most basic sword moves and form an instinctive memory of your body. This will not only improve your control over sword moves, but also make it easier for you to detect flaws in the enemy moves, so that you will be sure to hit with one hit.”
flaw…
Xuying's sword style is still a long way from maturity, and it seems to be full of flaws, but Canglan's swordsmanship is too high, and Jingyue's kendo aptitude is just ordinary, and he doesn't know where to start.
At this time, Tianlei has stuck his head out of the cloud, and the virtual shadow is about to cut off the sword.
Jingyue just didn't know it, and stared at the virtual shadow's movements, accompanied by a thunderous sound, the stars in the sky appeared behind the virtual shadow, clearly extinguished, and gathered and scattered into a river.
Jing Yue's eyes widened suddenly. Among the thousands of stars, there was one star that was extremely unstable—that's it!
He yelled, "Canglan!"
The Canglan Sword beside him let out a roar and turned into blue light and stopped in front of him. Jingyue barely stood up under the pressure of Tianlei. His trembling hands could hardly hold the hilt of the sword. Introduce your hands and try your best to split!
The sword gas turned into galloping waves, the snow turned into ice wherever it went, the mountains froze, and went straight to the phantom!
"boom-"
Thunder falls!
At this time, the atmosphere outside Tianzhu was very solemn, and even the head of Qingzhuzhai and several elders showed up. Just for a moment, they all sensed the breath of thunder tribulation, but the secret realm was clear, where did the thunder come from
Although the terrifying thunder calamity only appeared for a moment, it still couldn't offset the tension of everyone.
Suddenly, an elder said: "Is that old ancestor Jing also on the Tianzhu?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, and another person said: "It's him again?"
"What exactly did he meet? Even if it is Jing Yuan Daozu, there is no thunder tribulation every three days, right?"
"Perhaps it has nothing to do with him?"
The voice of the speaker was getting lower and lower, and under the complicated eyes of everyone, he became more and more unconfident. Also, who else is there besides Jingyue? It can't be Tianzhu who wants to transcend the tribulation, right
Everyone was in shock, but a blue chicken jumped up on the branch, raised his neck and chatted, "Jingjing is a person who does great things, but it's just a calamity, even if it's ten calamities, no, a hundred... a thousand Okay! Jingjing can also talk and laugh and make them disappear."
Jingyue, who was talking and laughing in Lan Feng's mouth, was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. The robbery clouds dissipated and the sky was clear. However, the Jiuduan Snow Mountain had been razed to the ground, and the place he was in became a deep valley.
Jing Yue was so tired that he lost the strength to move his fingers. The spiritual power in his body degraded to the level of the foundation-building stage again. trace.
Everything is back to normal.
No, it's still a little different. He went from the lower realm of foundation establishment to the middle realm of foundation establishment, and only experienced the illusion of heart formation once during this period.
Just now, he found the flaw in the phantom, and slashed the phantom into pieces with a sword. After that, the thunder stopped, and the teleportation array also appeared nearby.
He finally understood that the hidden danger of his heart calamity was not the thunder calamity that killed him, but the Canglan sword technique that could never be completed in his previous life.
In this life, he has learned a little more about the Canglan swordsmanship, and the heart robbery will be farther away from him.
He defeated the phantom just now, and the Canglan swordsmanship made some progress, and finally passed the test of the phantom array.
Jing Yue rested for another half day, and finally got the strength to get up. He immediately meditated cross-legged to stabilize his state.
This meditation took six days, but the other contestants were improving. Therefore, his ranking plummeted, dropping out of the top 100.
Before the rankings, someone said, "Could it be that Old Ancestor Jing has encountered a problem? There has been no movement for the past few days."
"After all, there is only the lower level of Foundation Establishment, and now it is possible to remain undefeated, regardless of luck or strength."
"Isn't the previous Tianlei Qi suspected to be related to him? If so, where is his luck? Mostly he is in a test."
"It's just suspicion. Now he and Luo Binnan are the only ones who haven't lost, but Luo Binnan is ranked first."
"Ah! Look, Old Ancestor Jing moved! He... he passed the test!"
After adjusting the breath, Jingyue felt that his body had recovered most of the time. Now, he is very fortunate that he participated in the Bamboo Dianping Conference, and the harvest was beyond imagination. At the same time, he was also grateful to Qin Yanzhi for saving him again, even though the other party didn't know it.
Jing Yue knew that he had lost a lot of time before, so he hurriedly stepped into the teleportation formation.
After that, everything went smoothly. He encountered all kinds of children's games such as distinguishing the truth from the false, finding the difference, guessing puzzles, etc. Therefore, Jingyue's climbing speed was very fast, which attracted a burst of amazement from the outside world.
"Tenth! It only took two days for the ancestors to rise from more than 100 to tenth! It's terrible!"
"Oh my God! It's the seventh time, don't you have time for half a column of incense?"
"That's because Su Bingqing and Kang Jin, who were ranked above him, failed again!"
"Speaking of Kang Jin, it's just a foundation building. On the day I entered the academy, I had learned the Xuanjie exercises, and I was considered a proud man of heaven. Unfortunately, Patriarch Jing stole the limelight. It is said that the elder Wei of the Zixia School was on the spot. He vomited blood."
"It's all about life... Huh? Jing, Old Ancestor Jing climbed another one... Am I dazzled?"
"I-I guess I'm dazzled too..."
They just said a few words!
Everyone was dumbfounded, but there was a little blue chicken that was not dumb, and the little wings were covering their mouths and snickering.
In the phantom array, Jing Yue met another comparable person who did not fail. He was an ordinary-looking man, but he had a pair of protruding eyes. The other party's eyes are very large, the corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, as if smiling all the time, gentle enough to accommodate everything.
Inexplicably, Jing Yue thought of Jiji's protagonist's face theory.
The protagonist's face cupped his hands: "I am Luo Binnan of the Wanming Sword Sect, and I have seen Old Ancestor Jing."
Jing Yue: "I know you, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Luo Binnan: "My junior brother Lu Ren offended you a few days ago. He is young and ignorant. I will accompany him."
Jing Yue: "It's serious, it's just a discussion, what kind of offense? Besides, it's not me who lost."
Luo Binnan: "..."
The test for the two of them this time is to see who can first awaken the sword consciousness of a sword. The sword is an ordinary sword.
Jingyue deliberately glanced at Luo Binnan's matching sword. It looked like a spirit-level sword. Since the other party was regarded as second only to Qin Yanzhi in kendo talent, he must have developed a sword knowledge, but I wonder if he was as good as Qin Yanzhi. , Even ordinary swords are willing to spend their time.
He said, "Please."
Luo Binnan: "Ancestor please."
The two of them introduced their consciousness into the sword together.
In theory, this test is more troublesome than Jingyue's usual knowledge of swords in Jiange, because he not only has to communicate with the sword, but also has to compete with Luo Binnan for his divine sense, but it is better than divine sense...
A smile flashed in Jing Yue's eyes, which happened to be caught by Luo Binnan, who couldn't help but muttered: So confident? But it's just the bottom of the foundation...
wrong! His pupils are slightly enlarged, and he is in the middle of the foundation building! Jing Yue actually advanced at the Bamboo Pointing Conference
how is this possible… ? It has only been more than a year since the other party entered the foundation-building stage, right? How can there be such a fast cultivation speed in the world? What exactly did Jing Yue encounter in the Tianzhu Great Array? !
Luo Binnan's mind went back and forth, but he quickly realized that the most urgent task was the test, so he stabilized his mind and concentrated on calling the sword.
But when his divine sense touched Jing Yue, he realized why the other party was confident. He was crushed to the point of scum! It's as if facing a cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, there is absolutely no way to resist!
… what a powerful consciousness!
Luo Binnan deeply felt the difference in strength between the two sides, and it was unavoidable bitterness.
How could he not be proud of himself if he was rated so highly by the outside world? He knew that this ancestor Jing was very strong, but his Xiaojing was far superior to the other, so he was not afraid at all.
Moreover, although he thought that Lu Ren was acting inappropriately, he held back his sigh and wanted to save face for his younger brother. In his heart, there was actually a trace of unwillingness and jealousy - how could Jingyue be guided by Qin Zhenjun? He is obviously very good, but because he graduated from the academy early, he lost the opportunity to learn swordsmanship with Qin Zhenjun by accident.
For various reasons, he couldn't wait to win this Old Ancestor Jing.
But he did not expect that Jing Yue would be so strong! Strong enough to meet face-to-face, his confidence will collapse rapidly, and he will not be defeated!
Luo Binnan was in shock, his expression was shocked, tangled, angry, aggrieved... In short, he seemed to be possessed by a drama.
But Jing Yue was hooked on the sword with all his heart, and didn't pay attention at all.
Perhaps he had the experience of awakening Kusheng, but this time, his feeling was even more subtle. As soon as his divine consciousness entered the sword, he knew that the sword and sword consciousness was about to awaken. Jing Yue breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this level will not be delayed for too long. If it takes a year and a half to wake up the sword consciousness, even if he wins, he is afraid that he will be at the bottom of the ranking...
I don't know how long it took, suddenly, a world of nothingness was instantly illuminated, and on the dividing line between the desert and the sky, a red sun slowly rose...
There are only three scenes of sky, desert and rising sun in the magnificent picture, and only three colors of blue, yellow and red.
They are not monotonous, and perfectly interpret the grandeur and majesty!
"Om-"
With the sound of a sword cry, Jing Yue knew the name of the sword - Dongsheng.
The author has something to say: God Blows
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Xiao Canglan Sword: Maybe every man has had two such swords, at least two. With red roses, over time, the red ones turned into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white ones were still "bright moonlight in front of the bed"; It's a cinnabar mole on my heart.
Canglan Sword: If you are well, the spare tire will be old, Keke.
Jiji: I am the red and white rose! It's all me, it's all me! You are all spare tires for your family! Oh no, I'm a blue monster! !
Jingjing: It feels like my heart is tug of war...
Rouge: Don't forget me...
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Jiji: Jingjing is not afraid of a thousand thunders! Seconds make them ashes.
Jingjing: ... just take it easy, you don't need a thousand words, it's just me...