Deep in the sea of clouds, outside a palace shrouded in clouds and mist. Long Ruo is sitting on a tall hill with a condensed expression. This is where he rises from under the sea of clouds, reaching into the sky. But he can only look out of the sea of clouds.
Part, but only a small part.
There was a silver-white sword light in front of him, hanging three inches in front of him, circling.
And Long Ruo's brows were always furrowed. He stared at the sword in front of him, thoughtfully.
If there is a person who is proficient in spiritual arts here at this moment, he will definitely see three bright and brilliant golden runes in his soul, casting a trace of light and shadow on the sword.
The brilliance flickered, as if to completely penetrate the sword, and at that moment, the silver-white sword almost turned completely transparent in Long Ruo's eyes.
Suddenly, an insignificant and thin sword energy suddenly burst out from within the sword body.
Long Ruo was slightly startled, and retracted his soul thoughts, and the three golden talismans in Yuanhun also gathered the beams of light. With a flick of his right hand, there was only a soft "ding" sound, and the "broken blade" was released.
The sword was thrown ten feet away. It was restrained by a vague force and did not fall under the sea of clouds.
"What a piece of broken gold sword intent, but in the end it fell short again——"
Frowning, Long Ruo looked at his right hand. He saw a tiny scar on the tip of his finger.
His martial arts is not as good as spiritual magic, and he only has the realm of martial arts. He can be physically strong, coupled with a huge soul power, but it is not something that ordinary third-level spiritual soldiers can hurt.
But the sword just now easily left this wound on his finger.
He couldn't help but have a sad look in his eyes. It had been more than eight months since he had comprehended the meaning of the Broken Gold Sword. At the beginning, he made rapid progress, but after nearly half a year, he was still stuck at this last step.
It should not only be due to his own understanding of martial arts, but also the natural obstacles between spiritual and martial arts.
The journey of sword cultivation is indeed not easy.
While he was meditating in his heart, Long Ruohu felt something in his heart. He looked down. He saw a figure climbing up from below. However, he did not step on the rocks, but walked on the ground.
He was obviously not very skilled, his body was shaky and his speed was slow. However, every step he took was extremely steady.
The 300-foot-high hill was not steep, but it took the man nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the top step by step.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his brow and forehead. However, the young man's face was filled with joy and satisfaction.
Long Ruo also rejoiced on his behalf and chuckled: "Congratulations to our ancestors, brother, you are now in the heavenly realm. You will live for thousands of years and you will no longer be ranked with ordinary people."
When the ancestor Kuang heard this, he burst out laughing: "I have been practicing in this world for seven years, and in this Cloud Palace, I have been practicing hard for the past few years, and now I have finally taken this step. However, my current state is unstable, and I may not be able to do it again tomorrow.
Fall back down again.”
Then he looked at the silver spiritual sword in front of Long Ruo and said: "Senior brother, are you still comprehending the broken gold sword intention? It seems that you really want to learn the method of sword cultivation, cultivate the second soul, and gather the sword embryo sword intention? I don't know now
How's the progress?"
"I just want to cultivate the second soul. I have to thank my ancestor brother for this! Thanks to you, I found this broken-edged sword for me. Although there is little progress, I can expect that within two or three months, I will be able to make some progress.
Achievement."
Long Ruo smiled and put away the silver-white spirit sword with a flick of his sleeve. Then he turned to curiously said: "Junior Brother Ancestor is not here to ask me about my progress in the practice of Broken Gold Sword Intent. If you have anything, why don't you speak up? You
My senior fellow apprentices and brothers have different friendships, so there is no need to be polite."
"I really want to ask my senior brother how you have understood your sword intention. There are still more than three months before the Dragon Gate opens and the Martial Saint takes a picture and appears. Therefore, my uncle ordered me to ask my senior brother how he is going. Maybe in March Internal breakthrough——"
The ancestor laughed wildly, and then changed his tone and said: "There is one more thing that I want to inform my senior brother. But my senior brother once ordered a fourth-generation disciple to pay attention to the news about the crown prince Zongshou of Qiantian Mountain? This person asked me to bring you a message , it is said that just three days ago, the prince had already killed Zong Shi, Zong Ming and Zong Hao, and officially ascended the throne, becoming the second generation Demon King of Qiantian Mountain."
Long Ruo's eyes immediately shrank slightly, full of surprise: "Are you saying that all the clans, generations and clans died at his hands?"
Even if the ancestors were crazy and said that Zong Shou would inherit the position of Demon King, the death of these people would not surprise him.
He had also learned about Qiantian Mountain a few days ago. He knew that the direct descendants of the clan had powerful influence in Qiantian Mountain City, and the trees were big and deep-rooted.
Zong Shou wants to make them give up their position as demon kings and relies on the power of his subordinates. There is still a chance of success.
But it is absolutely difficult to get rid of these three people.
"I don't know, that's all. Senior brother, have you ever heard of Xue Moyan? It is said that the Xue family is the most outstanding rising star among the younger generations of the Yun Realm."
Seeing Long Ruo's eyes flashing slightly, he had obviously heard of this person. Ancestor Kuang stopped introducing him and said calmly: "Three days ago, this person was with Master Wuye of the Taoist Sect and Li Hujichang of the Xuansu Sect. Together with several Xuanwu masters and Huanyang realm spiritual masters, they all died together at the Heaven Sacrifice Altar in Qiantian Mountain. It is said that Zong Shou killed him with his own hands. Even Zong Zheng, the descendant of the Tianhu Sect, was also defeated at the hands of Zong Shou. ——”
"This is impossible!"
When Long Ruo heard this, he stood up suddenly, his eyes filled with surprise and suspicion for a moment. How could that cripple, who was unable to practice because of the obstacles between heaven and man, kill Xue Moyan?
Even if he was really wrong. Zong Shou had just reached the level of a martial artist ten months ago, and there was no way he could reach this level of strength in less than a year.
Dao Mingzong Wuye and Xuansu Zong Jichang are also outstanding people. Not to mention these three people, any Xuanwu master can easily crush this sect to death with one finger.
"I was just as surprised at the beginning as I am now! Even the headmaster sent a talisman to inquire about it."
The ancestor was not surprised by Long Ruo's gaffe. He smiled and shook his head slightly: "Later, I had people investigate carefully and found that the people who were present at the sacrifice to the sky bomb were all vague or bragging. It is said that the prince Zongshou is so powerful that the Heavenly Wuzong is no match for him, or that he is secretive and refuses to say more. What is even more surprising is that there are strange rumors in that city. It is said that Zongshou killed four people when he was eight years old. The first six levels of monsters were able to drive away the Yin Jiao in the evil spirit ditch at the age of ten. There are many others, forget it and see for yourself——"
When he said this, Zu Renkuang threw a jade slip directly over, and Long Ruo caught it in his hand. He only looked at it halfway, with a smile on his face: "So, this prince is ten years old." By that time, he would have been the same level of powerhouse as we are now——"
The Yin Jiao in the evil spirit ditch is of the same level as his spiritual pet, the seventh-level black dragon, and is gathered by the power of Yin and evil. Ordinary seventh-level strong men can only die in front of it. If you force them back, your strength will naturally be overwhelming.
But then, Long Ruo's eyes showed a hint of caution: "Looking at what this guy did that night, he was indeed decisive and ruthless. Building a clan on his own showed his extraordinary methods. I still underestimated him at the beginning. But I still looked down on him. After you have this son, there will definitely be someone else to help you——"
"It's true that he has such a scheme at such a young age. When we met in Yunsheng City before, I saw some clues. Unfortunately, it is a barrier between heaven and man, and I cannot practice."
The ancestor shook his head wildly and sighed, feeling quite a bit regretful. Then he thought about it: "As for the master behind me, hey! After the incident of offering sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven, there was one thing that was extremely strange. Whether it was Yunxia Mountain, Lieyan Shan. Or the Xue family, Daoming Sect, and Xuansu Sect. The information they got was all from the rumors in Qiantian City not long ago. No one in the force knew what was going on at the altar of sacrifice to heaven. .It was as if all the hidden traps they had planted in Qiantian Mountain City had been plucked out. I guess that the people behind this sect are not only extremely powerful, but can subdue that sect. Their own power must also be extremely tyrannical. Maybe he was also taking action for the things in Yinlong Valley. As for this sect guard, he might indeed have some strength, but the deaths of Xue Moyan and the others were expected to have nothing to do with him. Those rumors were mostly just to deceive others. Having said that, Senior brother, our sect has decided to let go of this Yinlong Valley like this?"
Long Ruo couldn't help but nodded slightly. Everything his ancestor Kuang said coincided with him. He also guessed the same. Hearing what happened later, he even smiled: "Why don't you care? What's in your own territory, no matter which sects are there?" , no matter how much trouble is made, the final profit will not be without my share of the Lingyun Sect. Why jump out at this time and become the target of all the sects? Let’s wait until the matter of Julongshan Longmen is settled. If we can see the Martial Saint’s photo, You and I will surely make further progress."
"Will the Martial Saint take a photo? I may not be able to get a spot to enter the inner gate this time. I may not be able to see him, either."
The ancestor touched his nose crazily and showed a wry smile. He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something.
"By the way! Senior Brother Long, I heard that you have recently had some friendship with Han Nishui of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect. Recently, it is said that this person has become disgraced due to the marriage, and his situation is worrying. Originally, this person, It is to use the power of Shangxiao Sect and Danquan Sect to put pressure on Xuanshan City. However, I heard that just two days ago, Xuanyuan Tong, the lord of Xuanshan City, also broke through to the realm of heaven. It is said that there are two major sects who want to Recruit this person to join us."
Long Ruo couldn't help but was startled again, and then his expression became gloomy again.
What was promised unexpectedly happened again. I was mentally disturbed for a while, and I couldn't completely calm down until I sent Long Ruo away.
The vague feeling of disharmony in my heart became more and more intense. I felt vaguely irritated and couldn't calm down for a long time.
It was this Zong Shou again who felt more and more that this person's affairs were somewhat out of his control.
Even if he released the broken-edged sword in front of him again, he still couldn't completely calm down and comprehend it.
It is said that the broken-edged sword in front of me was originally obtained by the Crown Prince of Qiantian Mountain, which is really annoying.