"Pooh!"
Zhang Yang emerged from the soil with a gloomy look on his face, like a zombie.
He didn't expect that the increase in the sword art after the Yimai Sword Pill was upgraded to the second level was so huge. Therefore, he used too much force and the suppression range exceeded a thousand meters. As a result, the Jueqing pit collapsed.
"Tsk, tsk, now I feel like I am a qualified swordsman."
Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little proud after letting go of his bad luck. His journey along the way had been bumpy, but now he had the capital to feel proud.
Then, of course, he would continue to farm and practice swordsmanship. He had already planned to survive the thirty days of terrifying sleepless nights by himself. Anyway, he would hide in the mountain gate if possible. There were mysterious monsters there.
"What? It's embarrassing. I wonder if this person's surname is Zhang!"
Zhang Yang is very confident. He wants to continue to expand the scale of Swordman Valley and build a few more ruthless pits in it. As a sword cultivating sect destined to be great, the advantages of hardware must be reflected.
As for disciples and disciples, there is no rush.
As the saying goes, sharpening the knife will not waste time chopping firewood.
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and the crisis of sleepless nights was approaching day by day, but Zhang Yang was very calm.
The brand new Sword Man Valley has been rebuilt by him. There is a deep pit of ruthlessness in it, and the radiation level of the sword energy has accumulated to a whole new level.
Almost a thousand meters away, ordinary people, animals and plants would die if they came close, and the corpses would be left intact.
If it is within 500 to 1,000 meters, captain-level people or demons will die if they enter, and the best result will be serious injuries.
If it is 100 meters to 500 meters, a hero-level, that is, extraordinary-level target will die or be seriously injured if it enters.
And within a hundred meters, even if you are above the ordinary, you can't even think about leaving intact.
However, the sword energy radiation would slowly dissipate over time, so Zhang Yang thought of a solution that was not a solution.
He wanted to make a jade wood spear, no, it was a jade wood sword, many of them.
He can seal those sword energy radiations inside.
Once you have a method, implement it. The only difficulty is that—hell, there are no flowers, no grass, no trees on this black soil plain.
Alas, I promised you that if you learn to sharpen a wooden spear, you can roam the world unreasonably!
Zhang Yang's conscience was hurt ten thousand times.
There was no way to go, so Zhang Yang could only pull out the Qingying Sword, insert it into the heartless pit in the center, and at the same time activate the mountain and river sword intent and soul force field to absorb all the sword energy radiation from all around.
After a few moments, the green shadow of the sword automatically lit up, and a faint yellow light could be seen wrapped around it like a cocoon.
"alright!"
Zhang Yang was very satisfied. What he thought was difficult turned out not to be difficult. The sword energy radiation could easily be absorbed by the Qingying sword. Now he had to worry about whether Qingying's volume was enough.
For the next five days, Zhang Yang continued to consume fairy stones to replenish his natal spiritual energy, while paying attention to the condition of the Qingying sword.
And as expected, in just a few days, the sword energy radiation in the Jueqing Pit decreased by nearly 80%, half of which escaped, and the remaining half was absorbed by the Qingying Sword.
When Zhang Yang pulled out the Qingying sword, he immediately saw a nine-foot-long yellow sword light surrounding Qingying like a yellow dragon, ready to move!
"Good guy, this is equivalent to enchanting this mortal sword three times!"
Zhang Yang was overjoyed. This yellow sword light was extremely unstable, which showed the terrifying power contained in it.
"If this is combined with the second level of Yimai Sword Pills, the strengthened mountain and river sword power, and the nine-foot sword light, I am afraid that even the golden elixir stage would dare to challenge me." Zhang Yang was very happy. This shows that He chose the right direction from the beginning. The hardware facilities of the cultivating sect are extremely important!
"Huh?"
Zhang Yang was admiring his sword, when Leng Buding's heart moved, but it was the invisible heart sword he had released that encountered a situation.
After Yimai Jianwan was upgraded to the second level, his Invisible Heart Sword could cover a radius of up to fifteen kilometers.
Can detect and destroy most of all targets that can be found within the range.
It's just that these days, as the sleepless nights approach, he has never encountered anything, even a ghost, as if he has been forgotten by the world.
"How could it be him?"
Zhang Yang calmly retracted the invisible heart sword, but the figure of the former head of Heiniu Village, Niu Dou, flashed in his heart. He seemed to be much more haggard than he was more than 20 days ago. He was standing outside the old site of Heiniu Village at this moment. The expression on his face was that he had seen a ghost.
Also returning with Niudou were twenty villagers from Heiniu Village and fifteen strange, tough and unruly weirdos with strange auras on their bodies.
But what most aroused Zhang Yang's vigilance was that each of those weirdos carried a huge yellow gourd on his back, sealed with cinnabar talisman paper, but occasionally there would be a few talisman papers that seemed to be blown by the wind and were about to be uncovered at any time. .
"It's evil! The person who comes is not good!"
Frowning slightly, Zhang Yang flashed his figure, jumped out of the Swordman Valley with a few leaps, locked the direction of Niudou and others from a distance, activated the sword intention of the mountains and rivers, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop whoever comes! This is the gate of Tianjianmen. Wherever you are, any trespassers will be shot without mercy!"
Zhang Yang suddenly gave his sect a pleasant name.
In fact, it doesn’t matter what the name is, the key is the word behind it.
Sect, sect and sect should not be confused.
The existence of a sect means that the scale is reasonable, and it is closely related to the secular world, and its resource reserves are relatively weak. It generally lasts for more than fifty years and has been accumulated for two generations.
The sects, on the other hand, belong to the famous side, are large in scale, and have corresponding resource reserves. Regardless of hard power or soft power, they generally exist for more than two hundred years. At least ten generations of accumulation.
Zong Zong is not known to the world because he has the ability to erase his traces in the mortal world. Only in the world of cultivating immortals can one understand how powerful and terrifying such a force is.
The accumulation of soft power and hard power is very strong. Generally, the time of existence is five hundred years to start, one thousand years to pass, and three thousand years to be called a major.
All of the above were tricked by Zhang Yang from the cowardly village building order.
So he could only use the door level very wisely.
But even if it was a door, and one that had never been heard before, the expressions of those outside quickly changed.
A weirdo even expressed great anger towards Niudou in a certain way.
As for Niudou, he was also confused and couldn't understand why the old land of Heiniu Village had become like this in just half a month.
So he had no choice but to take a step forward,
"Senior, please calm down. It's not that we disturbed intentionally. This is the old site of my village, and the tombs of several generations of ancestors are still there. Please have mercy on me, senior, and allow us to worship! Or move them away."
Niudou had a bitter look on his face, but he was telling so many lies that Zhang Yang almost believed him.