After knowing that there were hidden dangers in climbing Jianfeng, Bei Mingxiu began to observe the mountain seriously.

Stepping into unknown dangers was not something he would make up his mind easily.

The Dao of Heaven and Humanity has not yet fully adapted to the overabundant spiritual power on the top of the clouds, and it does not have much effect in this environment.

But Bei Mingxiu could feel that the Hanming Sword Soul in his sea of ​​consciousness was trembling slightly.

The sword intention formed by sharpening the sword intention exudes a faint power next to Han Ming Sword Soul, as if it is competing with something in the outside world.

This is the Wuan Sword Peak, and what Han Ming’s sword intention is fighting against is of course the sword intention.

After understanding this, Bei Mingxiu breathed a sigh of relief. He just looked at the towering Jianfeng in silence for a moment, and then started climbing again.

Gradually, as he climbed higher and higher, the trembling of Hanming Sword Soul became more and more violent.

And when he found the seventh temporary resting place, there was already a faint tingling sensation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He knew that the sword intent here had exceeded the Hanming Sword Intent he had cultivated.

Although he was taught sword-sharpening skills by his father when he was a child, he failed to learn it fully at that time, and he did not have a natal sword. Even if he studied it for a period of time in the future, he could only gather a little bit of coldness with great difficulty.

Sword intent.

Now that the Hanming Sword is in his hand, he has also learned the complete sword-sharpening intention. All the originally scattered sword intentions have been absorbed and polished by the Hanming Sword Soul, becoming the true Hanming Sword Intent.

But after all, there are only a few days, and no matter how pure Hanming Sword Intent is, it can only be a little bit.

In front of Bei Mingxiu's eyes, the sword peak was shrouded in clouds and mist.

The higher the place, the thicker the clouds and fog.

These clouds and mist are all sword intentions.

It's all Jianfeng's intention.

Where he is now, the clouds and fog are still relatively thin.

Can you really go up there by yourself?

After Bei Mingxiu asked himself, he decided to take a walk first.

With every step up, the pain in Beiming's consciousness sea increased, from a slight pain like a mosquito bite at the beginning to a sharp pain like a knife, but the height difference was only tens of meters.

When they arrived at the ninth resting point, Bei Mingxiu was already sweating profusely.

The oppression on his sea of ​​consciousness has gradually approached his limit.

If it goes any higher, he may not be able to hold on.

At this time, the pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was almost the same as when he was infected by the fallen element.

Thinking of this, Bei Mingxiu bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up a little, and then thought about it.

A faint black energy spread throughout his body again.

A black energy also came into the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Hanming Sword Soul did not react much to this outsider, and the trembling amplitude gradually decreased.

This faint black energy covers the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness, repairing the cracks pierced by the sword intent.

Bei Mingxiu breathed a sigh of relief and continued climbing up.

…

Looking at the small black spot on the sword peak, Shang Yunjian's face became much more solemn, and he asked anxiously: "Why did he use that?"

Long Yao's tone was quite approving: "It's good to make a prompt decision."

Shang Yunjian looked at Long Yao helplessly and said: "Although I know that with you watching, Xiao Xiu should be able to completely control that black energy, but it is still heart-wrenching to see such a dangerous thing."

Long Yao said lightly: "It's okay. If he can't fully master it, then he won't be able to use it."

Her eyes were fixed on a place not far below the top of Jianfeng Peak, and she sighed: "It's a pity, it's not enough."

…

The sword intent on the sword peak can only be resisted by the sword intent.

Even the fallen Yuan who once tortured Bei Mingxiu almost to death is still far from the sword's will in terms of severity.

On the way up, Bei Mingxiu could clearly feel that the sword intent was still leaving traces in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhuoyuan tried to resist and repair, but once faced with the sword's intention, he could only retreat.

Moreover, the pain caused to the body by the Fallen Yuan is no less than that of the Sword Intention.

When Zhou Han took a break for the eleventh time, his whole body had really reached its limit.

But he also discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Some of the sword intentions that entered his sea of ​​consciousness did not exit, but were absorbed by the Hanming Sword Soul and became his own sword intentions.

This convinced him that this sword peak was actually a good place to practice and sharpen your sword spirit.

And I can't climb up, largely because of the weakness of Hanming Sword Intent. If I accumulate it for two or three years, I can definitely climb to the top easily.

However, if you sharpen your sword intention on the sword peak, this time can be shortened many times.

So he started moving downwards without hesitation.

The dark energy of the Fallen Yuan gradually disappeared.

The pain in my body is also gradually fading away.

Returning to the place where he rested for the eighth time, Bei Mingxiu felt the situation of the sea of ​​consciousness with satisfaction, then closed his eyes and began to polish his sword intention with the help of Jian Feng's sword intention.

This polishing took several days.

The place where he polished his sword kept rising, and finally on the fourteenth day he reached the place where he rested for the eleventh time.

Tomorrow is the half-month deadline, and this is his last chance.

This time he didn't hesitate at all.

The black energy of the fallen element was scattered in the wind, and Bei Mingxiu turned into a gust of wind, sprinting towards the top of the sword peak, much faster than at the beginning.

But as the height gradually increased, the black energy of Zuoyuan became more and more intense, and his speed became slower and slower.

When he was only a few meters away from the top of the peak, he had stopped where he was, sweat dripping down the cliff.

He looked at the nearby but extremely distant peak, and said upwards: "I give up."

A puzzled voice came from the top of the mountain: "You are obviously only one step away from reaching the summit, why did you give up?"

Bei Mingxiu replied: "Because if I take another step forward, if you don't save me, I will definitely die."

"How do you know you will die if you haven't tried it?"

"I know my own abilities better than anyone else. I may have to sharpen my sword spirit for three more months before I can take this final step. I chose to climb the mountain just to confirm this fact." Bei Mingxiu said calmly, "If I want to succeed,

This kind of meaningless momentary courage will lead to incurable diseases or direct loss of life, that is really stupid."

The summit was silent for a moment, then the laughter continued.

Shang Yunjian stretched out his hand to pull Bei Mingxiu up, and an extremely powerful sword intent immediately enveloped Bei Mingxiu's whole body.

Long Yao quickly took out a talisman and stuck it on Bei Mingxiu's forehead.

Shang Yunjian looked at Bei Mingxiu, spread his hands and said: "You win. I forgot about the sword intention here. I thought you would surrender in the middle. Even your wife thought you would surrender under fifty meters here."

Stop under that rock, I didn't expect you to be able to do it to this extent."

Hearing Shang Yunjian's words, Bei Mingxiu's face showed no emotion at all, but it was not because he didn't listen attentively, but because he was trying hard to calm the waves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He knew that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao would definitely be here, because the difficulty of this sword peak was far beyond his ability.

Maybe they were just waiting for him to break through his limits and try his best to reach the top.

It's just that he doesn't like taking risks, especially after knowing the fact that he will definitely be able to see the Canglang Sword Manual.

After the sea of ​​consciousness was completely stable, Bei Mingxiu said, "Can I read the Canglang sword manual?"

Shang Yunjian smiled faintly, pointed to the cliff not far behind him, and said: "Whatever."
Chapter completed!