PS: Please give me a monthly pass. As expected, the number of subscriptions has increased a lot since the monthly pass is high. Please give me a monthly pass!
※※※※
When Mahakala Rikara led his men into the Wind God Tower, they saw a golden light falling from above.
Rijialuo reached out and took it in his hand.
This is exactly the customs clearance token mentioned on the obelisk outside. The token is entirely golden and has a sun pattern engraved on the front, indicating that it is the 'Yang Order'.
Rijialuo casually held it in his hand, and then glanced ahead.
Inside this building is a huge space measuring three hundred feet from north to south and east to west.
There are hard and rough stone walls on all sides. Not only are there no decorations or carvings, the surface of the stone walls is not even polished.
The Shen'ao San people obviously didn't put any effort into this stone wall.
However, the stone is secret marble, which is one of the hardest stones in the world. It is difficult for even a fourth-level master to break it.
The entire body of this Fengshen Tower is made of marble with secret patterns, and it is more than ten feet thick. It is extremely strong and can even withstand a battle between first- and second-level masters. Its purpose is self-evident.
In the center is a stone pillar that requires fifty people to hug.
The stone pillar is slowly rotating, with countless strange lines carved on it, as well as lines of text.
On all sides of the stone pillar, sitting near and far, were more than seventy people.
Currently, there are only twenty-four teams left in Yunhai Immortal Palace. In addition, some teams have lost personnel, and the total number of people is only a little over one hundred and twenty.
At this time, there were still a small number of people who had not come in.
Among them, the people from Wuxiang Shenzong were sitting on the north side; Wenzhuoyi and the people from Jidong Bingcheng were sitting cross-legged on the northeast side.
‘Mahaykala’ Rikara instinctively walked to a place far away from these two parties and sat down.
Then he frowned again, his eyes showing contemplation.
This is not the right place!
After a while, he stood up again, walked to the two teams of Wuxiang Shenzong and sat down.
I don't know if he was overthinking it, but Rijialuo noticed that when Chu Xisheng turned his head and looked over, there seemed to be a smile of appreciation on his face.
Rijialuo's face was expressionless, and his eyes were like dead water, without any fluctuation.
There was a heavy snort in his heart.
This child has the blood of Yaizhen. If he does not die in the future, he will definitely be another Bloody Yao Lord, even stronger than the Bloody Yao Lord.
This is the one his Lord wants to destroy, and he is also his mortal enemy.
Let's rein in our minions today and be patient for the time being. When the matter of Yunhai Immortal Palace is over, it won't be too late to find this son to settle the score.
Hu Xinmei from a distance saw this scene, but couldn't help grinding her teeth.
Thinking about this Mahakala, how shameless!
Is he worthy of being on the ‘Earth Ranking’?
Hu Xinmei then meditated for a moment, then stood up and took everyone with her, sitting down behind and to the right of Wuxiang Shenzong and others.
She thought that if Rikara could emit smoke, she could do the same. She was also good at illusions and could confuse people's ears and eyes.
When Yan Gui returned and saw this scene, his eyes sharpened.
He thought that when these two groups gathered around, did they think that the Wuxiang Divine Sect was easy to bully?
Jian Zangfeng had already guessed the thoughts of these two groups. His eyes were strange: "Uncle, don't worry, these two groups are not a problem."
Yan Guilai raised his eyebrows.
Jian Zangfeng’s words are a bit exaggerated, right?
This is a first-grade lower grade and a second-grade upper grade.
Even if he returns soon, he still needs to be alert when facing these two people.
He then calmed down his thoughts and commanded attentively: "It's not round!"
Fang Buyuan managed to regain his composure: "Disciple, if you obey, you will definitely remember it carefully."
Fang Buyuan has no interest in the near-shenji moves left by Shen'ao Sanren.
So it was my duty to shoulder the duty of vigilance.
He then floated onto the back of Xiao Xuanwu's turtle and spoke to Zhou Liangchen: "Xiao Zhou, it's better for the two of us to take turns to be on guard. How about this? You keep an eye on Zi Shi to Wei Shi, and I keep an eye on Shen Shi to Hai Shi.
.”
Zhou Liangchen also had no intention of studying sword moves.
Like Fang Buyuan, it is useless to learn it. Zhou Liangchen's sword moves tend to be water and ice, and the Gui Water Thunder Technique derived from them.
However, Shen'ao Sanren's ultimate move is the wind element, which doesn't match him.
After Zhou Liangchen heard what Fang Buyuan said, his eyes flashed and he thought that this was indeed a profiteer.
There are eight hours from Zi Shi to Wei Shi, and four hours from Shen Shi to Hai Shi.
His duty hours are twice as long as those of Fang Bu Yuan.
This bastard is bullying honest people.
"Can!"
Zhou Liangchen nodded slightly and responded without hesitation: "However, Xiao Guigui and I will gradually enter the fifth level in half a month. We will not be able to be on duty at that time, so we have to ask Senior Brother Fang to protect us."
Little Xuanwu stayed in the egg for thousands of years.
When it was born, it was at the lower level of the sixth grade.
Those two bottles of liquefied imperial slurry are enough for its demon power accumulation to exceed a thousand years.
As for Zhou Liangchen, his last breakthrough was half a year ago, and now he is almost full of true energy.
He also got a 'Six Blood Refining Divine Pill', which can raise the true essence to the peak of the fifth level in one fell swoop. After getting out, he can try to find the secret medicine and step into the fifth level.
Fang Buyuan twitched the corners of his lips and secretly said trouble.
He nodded and said in a loud voice: "That's okay!"
He thought that this honest man also seemed to have limited honesty. Calculating this, the two people's rotation times happened to be similar.
Chu Xisheng, however, has been fully focused on his treasure trove of martial arts.
As the saying goes, sharpening a knife does not waste time chopping wood. If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tool.
Before starting to participate in the research, he wanted to see if he could master the thirteenth level of 'Tai Shang Shen Tong Shen'.
Also do an experiment by the way to see if your system really has spirituality and meets his needs?
The result is spiritual.
Just after Chu Xisheng invested 300 blood points and continued to swipe 500 points for the sixtieth time, he saw a familiar product chart appear in his martial arts treasure house.
It was a portrait of Chu Xisheng, with a dragon and phoenix dancing on his forehead.
Taishangtongshen (level 13) - requires 85293 blood points.
Chu Xisheng also happened to have enough blood points to redeem them.
Tied with the purple-browed Tianjun Shui Ruge, and the new issue of "Tianji Martial Arts" brought him more than 300,000 blood points. Chu Xisheng returned it after changing to the thirteenth level of 'Eternal Blood'
There is quite a bit left over.
Coupled with what he had gained in the second level, he could just buy the thirteenth-level ‘Tai Shang Shen Tong Shen’.
The annotation information of the thirteenth-level ‘Tai Shang Shen Tong Shen’ has not changed much. Only the four innate abilities of mysticism, divine knowledge, inspiration, and peeping into the sky have been slightly enhanced.
Chu Xisheng's own feelings were very clear.
The complex lines on the rotating stone pillars became simpler and more organized in his eyes.
A clear sword path, as well as the matching method of transporting true energy, quickly took shape in his mind.
The effect of this improvement in understanding is simply immediate!
This ultimate move is called 'wind injury'.
Chu Xisheng was keenly aware that there was a secret connection between the wind injury and the wind mark.
He watched intently for a moment, feeling that the connection between the two sword moves was getting closer and closer.
"Brothers, please stop for a moment."
Chu Xisheng's voice attracted everyone nearby who was concentrating on studying and comprehending the ginseng.
"If I'm not wrong, there is still one outlining and leading move missing in the Fengshen Tower. The final close-to-god move is not the eight moves in one, but the fusion of nine knives. Without this outlining move, not only
Participating in the study of these sword moves will yield half the result with half the effort, and the possibility of developing a 'Wind-End Trace' in the end is slim to none."
Junior Brother Bai Hanguang among the crowd couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Senior Brother Chu, do you mean the Trace of Wind?"
The difference between Bai Hanguang and several people present is that he has also entered the ninth-level secret realm and learned the complete 'Wind Trace'.
He had a vague feeling just now, but it was far from being as clear as what Chu Xisheng said.
"good!"
Chu Xisheng reached out and drew his sword, drawing a trace in the void.
This was the ultimate move, 'Wind Trace', but the speed of the sword was slowed down a hundred times.
Chu Xisheng dismantled this knife style in detail, showing every detail in front of everyone's eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart and found that not far away, Wen Zhuoyi's eyes were also looking this way.
And it's not just the one-word Qingcheng who asks Zhuoyi, Hu Xinmei, Rijialuo and others are also peeking over here.
Obviously they all want to steal the general outline of this technique.
Chu Xisheng didn't pay attention.
The sword posture must be performed in conjunction with the heart technique. Without the matching method of transporting the true energy, simple movements cannot exert its power.
When Chu Xisheng was explaining, he deliberately cut his voice into a line so that only a dozen people around him could hear clearly.
However, after sensing Wen Zhuoyi's gaze, Chu Xisheng slightly expanded the range of the beam line to the east.
Wen Zhuoyi's eyes moved and he nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
In her team, the young man in charge of the 'Secret Key to the Immortal Palace' also studied the stone tablet of the 'Wind Trace' in the ninth-level secret realm, but failed to learn it completely.
This person comes from Fuzhou in the south, and his martial arts level is far inferior to that in the north.
As for the nine sword-playing stone tablets left by Shen'ao Sanren in the ninth-grade secret realm, not everyone can see through them.
Chu Yunyun also sensed Chu Xisheng's small movements.
While listening to Chu Xisheng's explanation, she looked at Chu Xisheng intently, with inexplicable emotions in her blue eyes.
However, she then converged her gaze and concentrated on studying this style of 'Wind Trace'.
Chu Yunyun realized that she was a snake, and became a little paranoid.
Chu Xisheng explained the sword moves to Wenzhuoyi, which was just a simple show of goodwill and a return gift to Wenzhuoyi, rather than any other intention.
Hu Xinmei in the distance couldn't help but let out a 'bang' sound, secretly scolding this guy for being stingy!
Then her expression changed, and she threw the six pill bottles over: "Boy, please explain to me the method of transporting the true energy. These imperial oozes are yours."
This is her reward for passing the third level.
Shen'ao Sanren did not give her a magic weapon, but gave her six bottles of liquefied imperial slurry, which can increase the demonic power of any monster or divine beast by three hundred years.
Hu Xinmei has no choice but to spend this wasted money.
It is already difficult for them, monsters and beasts, to study and use human's ultimate moves, and it will be even more difficult if they lack the supporting method of transporting true energy.
It would take a lot of time for her to transform this ultimate swordsmanship move into a move she could perform.
However, the time given to them by Shen'ao Sanren was only one month.
Sure enough, Chu Xisheng flicked the sleeves of his robe and rolled all six pill bottles into his sleeves, and the range of the line of sound expanded again.
‘Dahkala’ Rikara frowned and looked at the other boy next to him.
The young man shook his head. He came from Huzhou in the south. The level of martial arts there was not much better than that in Dongzhou.
Rijialuo sighed secretly and threw away two pill bottles and a lower-grade fourth-grade magic weapon.
These are also gifts from Shen'ao San people.
He doesn't have any use for it, just use it as tuition.
Chu Xisheng immediately smiled and accepted.
This magic weapon is a fine piece of armor.
Chu Xisheng killed several people in the second round and also grabbed several fourth-grade magic weapons.
But none of them can compare with the armor given by Shen'ao Sanren.
He himself has no use for it, so it would be a good idea to give it back to Liu Ruoxi.
Just as Chu Xisheng continued to expand the range of the sound beam, a white light struck from the side and reached the top of Chu Xisheng's head.
Yan Guihui's eyes were as cold as a knife as he glanced over, and then he restrained his murderous intent.
That was Chu Xisheng's spiritual pet Bai Xiaozhao.
Yan Guihui had seen this Hinayana yellow before.
Although he didn't understand how Chu Xisheng, a spiritual pet, could become Lishan's royal bloodline, he was not an enemy.
Chu Xisheng was slightly happy: "Xiao Zhao, are you here too?"
He had a close connection with Bai Xiaozhao and knew that she was safe and sound.
However, he was still very happy when he saw Bai Xiaozhao jumping around with his own eyes.
Chu Xisheng grabbed Bai Xiaozhao off the top of her head, stroked her head first, and then scratched her chin with her hand.
Just as Bai Xiaozhao closed his eyes and enjoyed it, Chu Xisheng suddenly felt cold and looked back sideways.
He saw a middle-aged lady over there who was covered in jewels, surrounded by green pearls, elegant and calm, and graceful, staring at him with a sharp gaze.
——That is Lishan’s ‘Mrs. Hanguang’.
Chu Xisheng noticed that a pair of pupils suddenly appeared in the middle-aged lady's eyes, and a flash of blue light shone in the pupils.
Chu Xisheng couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
Madam Hanguang's body is a Chongming Bird, although she only has a second-grade cultivation level and has about nine thousand years of demonic power.
But this person's combat power is far superior to that of Hu Xinmei.
Chu Xisheng immediately became calm and nodded towards Mrs. Hanguang without changing her expression.
He knew that this lady was dissatisfied with him because of Bai Xiaozhao's incident.
However, Chu Xisheng had no fault in this matter.
Bai Xiaozhao regarded him as a father because of the Ninth Grade Secret Realm, and it was also because of him that he evolved into the Chenghuang bloodline. The bond and the relationship between him and him were constantly cut and cut.
Even the old Lishan mother was helpless.
All he had to do was treat Mrs. Hanguang with courtesy.
Mrs. Hanguang snorted coldly when she saw this, walked directly to Hu Xinmei's side and sat down three feet away: "Get out of the way! Go to the side."
This location is relatively close to Bai Xiaozhao, so she can take care of him nearby.
This child is the same race as Lishan's mother, a pure-blood royal descendant of Lishan, so she must take good care of him.
But Mrs. Hanguang couldn't stand the smell of Hu Xinmei's body odor.
Two balls of white flame suddenly appeared in Hu Xinmei's eyes, and she suppressed her anger: "Hanguang, don't bully others too much."
Mrs. Hanguang laughed disdainfully: "If you don't let me, you can have a fight with me now. Let me see the customs clearance token in your hand. Is it yin or yang?"
Hu Xinmei's complexion turned pale and pale. Finally, she clenched her fists tightly and transformed into another position, dodging dozens of feet away: "So what if I give in to you?"
Mrs. Hanguang's double eyes can not only see clearly and see all directions, but can also discern all illusions.
These Chongming birds can defeat all their fox tribes.
Hu Xinmei was as fearful of Mrs. Hanguang as she was of Wen Zhuoyi and the mysterious master in the fog.
She has the confidence to deal with all the first and second graders in this building, but she has no confidence in these three people.
Hu Xinmei was still so angry that she was about to go crazy.
Her eyes flashed, trying her best to think of ways to take revenge.
"Visitors!" Mrs. Hanguang smiled disdainfully, and then her expression changed slightly.
She had already heard Chu Xisheng explaining the sword technique.
Mrs. Hanguang didn't care at first.
But she immediately noticed that people like Wen Zhuoyi and others beside her were also listening solemnly.
Mrs. Hanguang felt strange secretly and listened attentively to a few words.
As time passed, this man's face gradually showed a serious look.
After about two moments, Chu Xisheng’s explanation came to an end.
The 'Wind Traces' originally carved on the stone tablet by the Shen'ao San people seemed mysterious and difficult to understand, but in fact, a lot of mystical content was added to it.
The sword moves themselves are actually not very complicated.
After all, the main purpose of that Shen'ao Sanren was to test the talent and understanding of everyone in the school, not to let them learn the 'Wind Trace' sword move.
Moreover, there was a huge gap between those young men who had cultivated to the ninth level back then and the people in front of Chu Xisheng in terms of martial arts attainments, understanding, and knowledge.
When Chu Xisheng explained the moves, he was concise and clear, explaining all the essentials clearly.
He also explained it twice in a row, so that Mrs. Hanguang later could also fully understand it.
"This is the essence of the swordsmanship of the original version of 'Wind Trace'. I have not made any additions or deletions. However, I have some insights and extensions based on this later, and transformed it into sword moves. You have
If you are interested, you can also listen to the follow-up content.”
Chu Xisheng continued to draw with his long knife, but the range within which he could form a line was narrowed.
What follows is his private martial arts achievements. If Hu Xinmei, Rijialuo and others want to hear about it, they will have to pay extra.
But there isn’t much content in this part.
Only half a moment later, Chu Xisheng had already fully explained his understanding of the ‘Hair of the Wind’.
After listening to this, Zong Sanping had many thoughts.
Countless inspirations grew in his mind, and countless figures danced and moved swords in his thoughts.
Some things on the rotating stone pillar that he couldn't understand suddenly became clear.
I see--
He saluted Chu Xisheng with a grateful expression: "Thank you, junior brother, for your support! I owe you a favor this time."
If Chu Xisheng hadn't explained this style of 'Wind Trace' clearly, it might have taken him three days to fully understand the content on the rotating stone pillar.
On the first level, the first move is already so difficult, let alone the subsequent levels.
Zong Sanping realized that without this kind of outline and grasping method, it would be extremely unlikely for him to understand the complete "Wind-End Remaining Traces".
Zong Sanping cultivates the ‘Pingtian Sword’.
However, the Pingtian Sword is notoriously bad at attacking.
He attaches great importance to this wind-type close-to-divine move.
Ren smiled and I also cupped my hands: "Jianjun Brother has a good opinion of people, and Junior Brother's character is indeed bright! If Junior Brother can be of any use to Senior Brother in the future, feel free to speak up."
Although they are brothers in the same discipline, many of them are selfish and like to keep their brooms to themselves.
Not everyone is willing to share the key points of this extremely close to the gods with everyone.
"Senior brother, you are serious!" Chu Xisheng laughed hoarsely and bowed in return.
For him, this is just a piece of cake.
With just a few words and a wave of words, several fellow disciples can master an extremely powerful move, so why not do it?
"If you senior fellow apprentices have anything you don't understand, please feel free to ask me."
Ye Zhiqiu has closed his eyes and is studying with all his strength.
Chu Xisheng explained it very clearly, without any ambiguity.
From this we can see that Chu Xisheng’s understanding is extraordinary, his thinking is clear, and he is extraordinary.
It is not possible for just anyone to explain a very specific technique clearly and easily.
But at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly sensed that an extremely powerful sword intent suddenly erupted in this stone building.
She immediately opened her eyes and looked towards the place where the sword intent broke out. She saw a trace of light flashing over there, bringing with it a bloody light.
Ye Zhiqiu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he recognized that sword, which was exactly the "wind injury" style recorded on the rotating stone pillar.
But what surprised her even more was the person who used the 'wind injury'.
“No. 15 on the Heavenly Ranking, ‘Sword Qi Xiao Xin’ Canghai Stone!”
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the person who was beheaded by the 'Sword Qi Xiao Xin' Cang Haishi again.
That is No. 336 on the Earth Ranking—‘Zhenyuan Divine Palm’ Wu Guangming!
Ye Zhiqiu's heart was filled with ups and downs.
It is not unusual for Sword Qi Xiao Xin Cang Hai Shi to kill Wu Guangming with one sword.
When Wu Guangming came in, his breath was a little unclear, and there were blood stains on his body. He obviously had old injuries.
Although this ‘Zhenyuan Divine Palm’ is a world-famous master, he is nothing compared to Cang Haishi, the most talented swordsman in the world.
What surprised Ye Zhiqiu was that the sword move used by Sword Qi Xiao Xin Cang Hai Shi to kill people was exactly the ultimate move 'Wind Wound' on the rotating stone pillar!
Not only did it only take him half an hour to master this move, but he also used it immediately after learning it. He killed Zhenyuan Shen Zhang Wu Guangming Xiao with one sword.
At this time, Cang Haishi raised his hand and took the customs clearance token hidden in Wu Guangming's sleeve: "It's also a Yin order."
He looked slightly disappointed, and then looked at the people of Wuxiang Shenzong.
This person only stayed on Yan Guihui for a moment, and then turned his attention to Chu Xisheng.
Cang Haishi's eyes gradually became as cold as needles: "Yaiju bloodline!"
These four words shook the minds of everyone in the building like thunder on the ground.
It also caused dozens of cold and stern looks to be directed at Chu Xisheng.
Their eyes were also filled with murderous intent.
As the sword intention of Canghai Stone was locked away, Chu Xisheng's Yaizhen bloodline reacted instantly, and pieces of silver scales as smooth as mirrors began to appear on the outside of Chu Xisheng's body.
Almost everyone has noticed the Bloody Mirror Armor and the unusual blood aura on the Wuji Heavenly Lord.
That is indeed the blood of Yaizhen!
Yan Guilai's face remained as usual, with a cold look in his eyes. At the same time, he held down the epee on his waist with one hand: "So what?"
With just a thought, he forcibly cut off and transferred the sword intent locked on Chu Xisheng's body with the Canghai Stone!
This chapter has been completed!