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Chapter 265-266 Chaiyun Dongtian [Chaiyun Sword Intent, Xuanguang Mirror]

Ximen Changqing went to the East China Sea to kill monsters. This time, he had to fight for nearly a year. He would not return to his family until the Puppet Emperor's secret realm was about to open and prepare with his people.

He not only wants to test the strength of the second-level sword and shield guard, but also trains his own fighting skills. The more experienced he is in fighting skills, the stronger his strength will naturally be.



At the highest point of Yunjian Mountain, Ximen Changkong and Gu Yangyu stood side by side, behind them were the two alchemy elders Qian Daojue and Bai Ruide.

Two years have passed since the Double Cultivation Ceremony. Now, Gu Xinlan is three months pregnant and will give birth in a few months.

However, Ximen Changkong cannot stay with her all the time. As an elite disciple of Yunjian Mountain, he also has to shoulder the important task of revitalizing the sect.

At this moment, there was a third-level restriction in front of the four of them. Gu Yangyu opened the restriction, revealing a psychedelic entrance.

"Changkong, this is Yunjian Mountain's Zhuiyun Cave Heaven. It is also the sect's top secret. Only the sect elders and a few elite disciples have the opportunity to enter.

Originally, you had to be at least in the late stage of foundation building before you could enter, but because of your good qualifications, several elders decided to let you enter early to find your own opportunity."

Gu Yangyu looked at the entrance of the cave in front and spoke with a serious face.

"Zhuiyun Dongtian? This is the first time this disciple has heard of it. Does this have anything to do with Patriarch Zhuiyun?"

Ximen Changkong knew nothing about Zhuiyun Cave Heaven. This was the first time he knew that there was a Cave Heaven hidden in the sect's forbidden area.

Yunjian Mountain can become the leader of the five major sects in the Yue Kingdom, and naturally it has a foundation, and this foundation is Zhuiyundongtian.

If you put it away, it will be a palm-sized magic weapon, but there is a cave inside, and the area is more than a hundred miles in radius.

Of course, the interior of Zhuiyundongtian is fixed, there is no upgrade, it will always be that big.

"Changkong, this is the legacy that ancestor Zhuiyun left to the sect. There are probably not many sects in the Eastern Wasteland that can own the cave sky.

This Zhuiyundongtian is the place where the ancestors of the past generations of Yunjian Mountain sit and die. Before the ancestors of the past generations sit and die, they always leave some opportunities.

If the disciples of the younger generation can break through it, it will be a great opportunity for him. The master also entered it back then, got the Zhuiyun Zimu Sword, and also broke through some bottlenecks in the technique."

After Gu Yangyu finished speaking, his face was full of memories. When he was young, he stayed in Zhuiyundongtian for half a year.

In addition to a top-quality spiritual weapon, he also gained a piece of experience, which improved his cultivation speed a lot and reached the eighth level of pill formation.

Behind them, Qian Daojue and Bai Ruide also made good gains. They found some opportunities and broke through the sword marks on the stone wall.

This brought the two of them to a new level in their understanding of swordsmanship. Step by step, they reached the sixth and seventh levels of the alchemy stage and became the pillars of the top of Yunjian Mountain.

"Master, don't worry, I will work hard to find opportunities."

Ximen Changkong looked determined. Once Zhuiyun Cave is opened, only one person can enter, and the duration is ten months.

This is the rule set by Patriarch Zhuiyun back then. After so many years, no one is willing to change it. It seems that if the rule is changed, it would be disrespectful to Patriarch Zhuiyun.

"Changkong, hurry up and go in! You have to find opportunities by yourself. The master will not tell you the situation inside. In ten months, the master will come over on time!"

Gu Yangyu nodded and asked Ximen Changkong to quickly enter the cave.

Stepping into the illusory cave entrance, Ximen Changkong suddenly came to a strange environment.

The environment here is extremely complex, with high mountains and dense forests, strange peaks and waterfalls, and everything you need is available.

However, there are no precious elixirs here, they are all low-level elixirs that are worthless. Naturally, there are no monsters, nor any monsters.

It looks like a small world, but it lacks agility and seems a bit lifeless.

"Zhuiyundongtian, what can be found in this?"

Ximen Changkong looked around and found nothing of value.

He walked with his sword and searched everywhere in the cave. He found nothing for a whole day and felt that there was nothing here.

However, since this is Yunjian Mountain, the place where the ancestors of all generations are seated, there cannot be nothing, and everything should be hidden.

Otherwise, any idiot who comes in can gain a lot, and there is no point in testing outstanding disciples.

He concentrated his mind and began to observe carefully, not missing any detail, before walking with his sword.

At this moment, he landed on the ground and used the light body technique to search at close range. In this way, another day passed, and in a dangerous canyon, he stopped with a frown.

"Aren't these marks natural? Yes, they are sword marks. If you were walking with a sword and looking from the air, it would be impossible to spot the sword marks on this stone wall."

After finding a ruins, Ximen Changkong suddenly realized that the opportunities left by his predecessors were all placed in the smallest details.

Even in dangerous places, if you are impetuous and impetuous, you will not gain anything. This is a test of the disciple's character. Disciples who cannot bear their temper can only come here in vain.

Ximen Changkong sat cross-legged and stared at these sword marks, carefully understanding how the person who left the sword marks used his sword skills.

A month passed by in a hurry, and Ximen Changkong remained motionless, like a stone statue, staring at the sword mark in front of him.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, he took out the Zhuiyun Zimu Sword that he carried with him, and used it according to his own understanding.

"The sword technique of Zhui Yun turns out to be able to be used like this. It must have been left behind by ancestor Zhui Yun."

Two hours later, Ximen Changkong stopped with a look of joy on his face. His understanding of Zhuiyun Sword Technique had reached a new level.

It was not something he had learned before. There was something wrong with Zhuiyun Sword Technique. It was just that the words on the sword manual had limited expressive capabilities.

There are many deep-seated artistic conceptions that cannot be expressed in words, and sword marks can better express this artistic conception.

Of course, this also requires monks to have sufficient understanding. If they don't understand thoroughly, the sword marks will just be marks made by the sword.

Ximen Changkong was still comprehending from a distance. When he stepped closer to these sword marks, he immediately felt that his body and soul were being cut by the strong sword intent.

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He took out two flying swords and surrounded them to resist the overwhelming sword intent, and stepped closer to the sword marks.

One hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet, ten feet, every step Ximen Changkong takes forward requires a huge effort.

At ten feet, he stopped because he could no longer move forward. The clothes on his body were chopped into pieces by the monstrous sword intent, and his skin was covered with wounds and blood flowed out.

He sat down cross-legged, swallowed a healing elixir, and continued to meditate on the sword marks while treating his injuries.

The closer to the sword mark, the better the effect of enlightenment. Since this opportunity came to him, he could not let it go.

Another month passed in a hurry, and a glimmer of light once again flashed in Ximen Changkong's eyes.

Ximen Changkong once again used the Zhuiyun Zimu Sword and the Blazing Black Bird Sword, and based on his own understanding, he used them nearby.

"Rumble..."

The flat stone ground was cut with sword marks, which can be regarded as the sword marks left by him. However, compared with the sword marks on the stone, the gap is still obvious.

What he understood was only a deeper level of sword power, but the sword marks on the cliff could emit monstrous sword power. The two were completely different.

Putting away the two spiritual weapons, Ximen Changkong continued to move forward. Due to his previous understanding, the monstrous sword intent emitted by the sword marks had a much weaker impact on him.

Eight feet, five feet, three feet, one foot, three feet, Ximen Changkong finally approached the sword mark and sat down cross-legged again.

It took another month to realize this time. With a flash of light in his eyes, he once again sacrificed two spiritual weapons.

"The sword is me, and I am the sword. I can wield the sword as I wish, and go."

Following Ximen Changkong's thoughts, two spiritual weapons and flying swords left sword marks on the surrounding stone ground.

This time, the sword marks were sharper, more ferocious, and even filled with a destructive aura. This was the sword's intention.

By observing the sword marks at close range, Ximen Changkong understood the meaning of the sword with the help of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and allowed the flying sword to follow his will, and his strength was greatly increased.

With his current understanding of swordsmanship, defeating the later stage of Foundation Establishment will not be a problem.

"Sword Intent, it turns out this is Zhuiyun Sword Intent. The sword follows my heart and can be wielded freely."

After spending three months to comprehend the sword intention of Zhuiyun, Ximen Changkong was overjoyed. This time he entered Zhuiyun Cave. This gain alone was enough for him to benefit from it for the rest of his life.

However, there are still seven months left, and he will not just be satisfied with this. He will sit in Zhuiyundong and transform dozens of pill-forming ancestors, so there will naturally be more than one opportunity.

He will continue to search and find new opportunities. According to the sect's rules, an elite foundation-building disciple of Yunjian Mountain can only enter Zhuiyun Cave once in his life.

If you become a pill-forming elder, you will have another chance. However, pill-forming is too far away. At this moment, Ximen Changkong does not dare to waste time and immediately uses the light body technique to continue looking for opportunities.

"Rumble..."

He came to a water pool. On one side of the water pool was a waterfall. A large amount of waterfall water fell from a high place, causing a loud noise and countless splashes.

"Pool, there is something wrong with this pool."

Ximen Changkong looked at the sparkling lights on the water and always felt that something was wrong. For a while, he couldn't think of anything wrong.

Zhuiyun Cave was just a cave. How could there be a waterfall inside and where the water came from? This puzzled him a little.

"Plop..."

He jumped directly into the pool and searched for the truth in the pool.

The pool was very big and deep, but Ximen Changkong would not give up. He searched everywhere for suspicious places.

An ordinary-shaped underwater stone caught his attention. He swam to the stone and lifted it with force.

Suddenly, a blue mysterious light rose into the sky, and what emitted the blue mysterious light was a simple blue mirror.

"The best spiritual weapon is actually a top-quality spiritual weapon."

Ximen Changkong was overjoyed. In Zhuiyundongtian, there were no items above magic weapons. The best spiritual weapons were the highest level.

After all, the magic weapon is the core resource of the sect. Even if Elder Jiedan passes away, the magic weapon cannot be buried with him and must be returned to the sect's warehouse.

The ones that can be allowed to be carried by the Elder Jiedan can only be the best spiritual weapons at most, so finding the best spiritual weapons can be regarded as the biggest gain.

Ximen Changkong reached out and picked up the ultimate spiritual weapon, the Xuanguang Mirror. After admiring it for a moment, the pool disappeared, the waterfall disappeared, and there was only hard stone under his feet.

All the water sources enter the Xuanguang Mirror, making this mirror look even more dazzling.

"The Xuanguang Mirror can emit confining blue light. The monks who are hit by the blue light will be unable to move.

The time of imprisonment is related to the monk's cultivation level. The higher the cultivation level, the shorter the time of imprisonment. It is ineffective for monks who form pills."

After some sacrifices to the Xuanguang Mirror, Ximen Changkong obtained this information and understood the use of the Xuanguang Mirror.

This mysterious light mirror is really good. It can actually imprison the monks and make them temporarily unable to move. This is amazing.

You must know that in a fierce fighting scene, if you pause for a moment, you may die on the spot. This is how Xiong Jinpeng died in the first place.

This top-grade spiritual weapon, the Xuanguang Mirror, is effective against foundation-building monks, which is already extraordinary.

"With this Xuanguang Mirror, I will be even more powerful when I enter the Puppet Emperor's secret realm."

Ximen Changkong smiled, very satisfied with his harvest.

However, the Xuanguang Mirror also has a shortcoming, that is, it cannot be used continuously. Every time it emits the confinement blue light, it requires the monk's true energy to accumulate for half an hour before it can emit the confinement blue light again.

Of course, for fierce fighting scenes, many times, as long as there is one chance, that is enough.

Putting away the Xuanguang Mirror, Ximen Changkong continued to look for opportunities in Zhuiyundongtian. He would not waste a moment in ten months.

The opportunity is too rare. I would be sorry for wasting it after so many years of hard work.

The sky of Zhuiyun Cave is too big. For flying with a sword, a radius of a hundred miles is nothing. However, many opportunities are hidden in subtle places, which cannot be discovered at all by flying with a sword.

You can only use the Light Body Technique and search little by little on the ground. Even so, you are likely to miss a major opportunity.

For example, with the Xuanguang Mirror we just obtained, it is estimated that many foundation building disciples who come in will be able to discover this waterfall and pool.

But they may not be aware of the weirdness here, or they may be aware of it, but have no patience to decipher the answer and leave the place in a hurry, thus missing the opportunity.

For ten days in a row, nothing was found in Ximen Changkong. The terrain of this cave was too complex, with too many ravines and mountains.

It takes a long time to search for even one ravine, and it is conceivable how long it will take to search for a large number of ravines.

And foundation-building disciples only have ten months, so most of the opportunities are destined to be missed.

Yunjian Mountain arranges this in order to maintain the sect's heritage. If the foundation-building disciples who come in can easily take away the opportunity, then what will happen to the future disciples?

Moreover, an opportunity that is too easy to obtain will make the disciples who get it not cherish it enough.

At the same time, this is also a test of the disciple's patience and understanding. Disciples who are impatient will not discover anything.

Disciples who lack understanding will not be able to get this opportunity even if they find it.

Just like the previous sword mark, if you can't understand it, it will be a meaningless mark.

"Bee rumble..."

Suddenly, the flaming black bird flying sword carried by Ximen Changkong made a buzzing sound, which seemed to be a sound of surprise.

Before he understood the meaning of the sword, he could not understand the meaning of the sound, but at this moment, he understood that it was the singing of the flying sword of the blazing black bird. If you like Ximen Xianzu, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Ximen Xianzu Search

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