Chapter two hundred and fifty-four repeat a war, in order to break through
Chapter 254: Repeat the battle for a breakthrough
One year can be said to be slow or fast.
During this year, the gates of Wuyang City were crowded, and there were countless masters who came here every day. Unfortunately, except for the first day, they were all blocked by Feng Tianhe, and no one could see Feng Ziyue.
He is in retreat.
Feng Ziyue used this year to carry out the final penance.
This was the most difficult training period since his rebirth.
Almost all the experience from the previous life has been used up, and all the things that can be learned from have been used up.
Even Long Buyang, the strongest opponent besides Chu Kuangren, had been defeated by him.
Under such circumstances, if you want to break through again, you need to rely on your own understanding and opportunity.
Although he possesses innate peak swordsmanship, his own cultivation level is still lagging behind Kuangren Chu.
For people at the peak of their innate abilities, even a hair-like difference may determine life or death.
The remaining year is his last chance to bridge the gap.
Outside the Jianlu of Wanjian Villa, the scenery changes with the passing of cold and summer. Qi Xiaodie often walks uneasily outside the door, with Hu Xiaodao following him obediently.
In a blink of an eye, it was already a year after the autumn wind began to blow.
"Sister Xiaodie, you don't have to worry too much. The boss will definitely be able to cross the last threshold. What you call Kuangren Chu is nothing!"
Now Hu Xiaodao is also a martial master-level master, and Qi Xiaodie has successfully entered Xiantian.
But that's why Qi Xiaodie became more and more worried about Feng Ziyue's battle with Chu Kuangren.
Before she entered Xiantian, she could not predict Kuangren Chu's strength, and she had full confidence in Feng Ziyue. However, as her own martial arts became more and more advanced, her understanding of martial arts also became deeper and deeper.
But she was increasingly able to feel the power and terror of Kuangren Chu.
"Oh, you don't know, for more than a year, every month when he comes out of seclusion, his face becomes more and more tense, I'm afraid..."
Qi Xiaodie shook her head.
Feng Ziyue went into seclusion for a year, and once he came out in January, he would gather with everyone. Of course, Xiaodie must be the first one waiting at the door. Every time he came out, he could feel that Feng Ziyue's strength had improved.
But even so, there was little joy on his face.
The stronger you are, the farther away you feel from Kuangren Chu.
During this year, Feng Ziyue's Eight Sword Controlling Techniques and Two Forms have been perfected, and the Sword God Art has unified all swords, reaching perfection. The next step is to derive the sixth form of the Sword God Art.
Unfortunately, a year has passed and we still have no clue.
He also knew that the sixth form of the Sword God Technique was equivalent to the martial arts of the realm of breaking the void. If he could understand the sixth form, he would definitely have no problem defeating Madman Chu. But in this demon-sealed place, if he wanted to understand it quickly
The difficulty of breaking through the martial arts is really unimaginable.
He had some clues about the practice of Wuming Sword Technique. In the dream space, he was able to perform half a move. Unfortunately, after half a move, his body collapsed and even the invincible monk could not save him.
Waking up painfully from the dream space, although not fatal, still caused extremely horrific mental trauma. If Feng Ziyue's spirit was not as strong as stone, he might have died on the spot.
Even so, he still needs to take a large amount of innate elixirs to barely make up for the losses.
From the Invincible Monk's treasure, he made a fortune, with a total of more than 10,000 innate elixirs. In the past year, various major innate secret realms were scattered here and there, and many good things were sent to him.
It's a pity that after the establishment of Wanjian Villa, everyone practiced hard, and the consumption of elixirs still couldn't keep up.
What's more, Feng Ziyue is now taking medicine like jelly beans. At this time, she is a little stretched. Although Gan Ningshuang is powerful, after all, the blood refining method cannot be used many times. The ordinary refining method takes a long time, even if she
Even if you spend all your time refining medicine, you can't keep up with the consumption rate of everyone in Wanjian Villa.
So in the later stage, Feng Ziyue also had to refine the elixir by using the blood refining method, but it didn't matter to him. Anyway, while refining the elixir and meditating, the lost essence and blood could also be sensed by Taixuan.
After replenishing it, it had no impact, but the efficiency was still not enough, and the elixir he produced was not enough even for his own use.
However, by constantly using the blood refining method this year, Feng Ziyue's pharmacist level has risen, becoming a sixth-level pharmacist, which is comparable to Gan Ningshuang. With the blood refining method, he can actually refine a ninth-level innate spirit.
Dan is only one step away from the innate pharmacist.
"Master Feng, your sword is still wrong..."
Returning to the dream space, the invincible monk shook his head.
Feng Ziyue quietly lowered the tip of his sword. This was already the thousand, two hundred and fifty-ninth time this year that he had failed to deduce the sixth form of the Sword God Technique.
Feng Ziyue had a vague understanding of what kind of realm of swordsmanship it was to be able to unite all swords into one.
But if I want to express it or use it in the sword, I have always been unable to do so.
The Po-Xu sword has subverted all the laws of the Demon Sealed Land, but this spirit of Po-Xu cannot be transferred to the sword moves.
"Actually, Young Master's unknown swordsmanship has reached the ultimate level of swordsmanship. I wonder if..."
The invincible monk frowned and shook his head.
The nameless swordsmanship is indeed the ultimate in swordsmanship. As long as he can display it, he is no match for him even when he was at his peak. However, with Feng Ziyue's current strength, it is impossible to control it.
When a sword comes out, it hurts yourself first before it hurts anyone.
Not even death can be achieved.
However, when deducing the state of the Sword God Art from the nameless swordsmanship, I always feel that there is still some deviation, and I still can't integrate it.
"Master, it is indeed true. The sixth form of the Sword God Technique is not the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and it is far from being comparable to the nameless swordsmanship. So if you want to use the nameless swordsmanship to reverse it, how can you do it if there are countless realms in between?"
Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly.
He didn't want to do this, but after just a brief deduction, he felt as if his mind was going to explode, and he couldn't think about it for a single step. He also knew that even if the Wuming Sword Technique was not the true pinnacle of swordsmanship, it was comparable to the sixth form of Sword God Technique.
, is still much higher.
At least, if Feng Ziyue realizes the sixth form, even if he has to pay some price before using it, it will never be like the Wuming sword technique, where he will die with one strike.
The sixth form is by no means the end of the Sword God Art.
At least, the mysterious white-robed woman in the sixth level of the Tianwu Trial had personally told about the existence of the seventh form of the Sword God Technique.
Her martial arts skills are unfathomable, and she will never deceive herself randomly.
Since she said there is a seventh form, then there must be a seventh form, but with his current level of cultivation, he still cannot understand it.
"The sixth form of Sword God Technique is not the pinnacle of swordsmanship?"
The invincible monk was also surprised.
His vision is also limited to the realm of breaking the void, and if he goes higher, he cannot understand it.
The sixth form of the Sword God Technique has reached the realm of breaking the void. If you go higher, you don't know what realm it will be.
The invincible monk was leisurely fascinated, thought for a while, and then smiled bitterly.
He is now just a wisp of spiritual thought with an incomplete soul. He is not as good as Taomu Gong, the ghost of the golden-haired god. Taomu Gong still has hope of reshaping his body, but he himself is completely unable to do so. He wants to experience martial arts.
To reach the new realm, we can only wait for Feng Ziyue to continuously improve and bring stronger opponents into this dream space.
He sighed, "Master Feng, it has been more than twenty days since you entered the dream space this time. There is no progress, why not leave? Come back next time?"
Feng Ziyue shook his hand.
"Although the sword technique cannot be improved for the time being, today, I feel that my energy has been activated, and I am afraid that the time to hit the ninth level of the innate world has arrived!"
"oh?"
The invincible monk is also very happy. Feng Ziyue has stayed at the eighth level of innate realm for more than a year. Now he is very close to a battle with Chu Kuangren. If he can't make a breakthrough in cultivation and swordsmanship, then this battle will be impossible.
The prospects are extremely worrying.
But if he can break through the ninth level of innateness and reach the peak of innateness, at least in terms of cultivation, he will not suffer a disadvantage against Kuangren Chu.
Unexpectedly, in less than a month, Feng Ziyue would find this opportunity for a breakthrough!
The invincible monk couldn't help but secretly admire him. The speed and qualifications of this young man's improvement were even better than his own back then. If he could pass the level of Kuangren Chu in front of him, I'm afraid it would be even more limitless in the future.
"So……"
The invincible monk was about to ask Feng Ziyue how he wanted to pass the test, but he saw one after another people coming into the meditation room.
The woman in the black lotus, Lian Jia at the peak of the ninth level of innateness;
The green devil general, who is covered in green and black hair and can fight against divine beasts;
A strange man of a generation, Long Buyang, the best among Chu Kuangren;
The Shadowless Divine Sword Guan Zhongliu, the Lord of the Valley of No Return Ye Yuancheng, the Sword Demon Xuan Yuanzi, the Xiaoxiang Witch Leng Youhan...
These opponents that Feng Ziyue used to practice his sword with appeared one after another.
The invincible monk smiled bitterly and shook his head. After spending more than a year with Feng Ziyue, he still didn't know him well enough.
For this young man, the best way to level up and pass the level——
——It’s a fight!
The hard battle between life and death can make him break through to the top and become stronger!
However... it would be too much for him to copy so many masters at once...
The invincible monk was about to open his mouth to persuade, but saw Feng Ziyue wave his hand, "Master, in the dream space, these masters cannot fully display their strength. If you don't get a few more, how can you push me to the last step?"
He let out a clear whistle, and the surrounding environment had already changed.
On the top of Changming Pagoda, the moon is in the middle of the sky.
Enemies from all around were approaching quickly, but Feng Ziyue stood alone on the top of the tower holding his sword.
"With that said, I wish you all the best," the invincible monk said, hanging in the air, smiling slightly, "I'm taking my leave!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared into the air.
Feng Ziyue looked around and saw the dozens of innate masters approaching continuously. He smiled slightly and felt heroic in his chest.
How similar is this scene to the top of Changming Tower that day?
However, in order to enhance their strength, Feng Ziyue even added three masters to them.
But even so, Feng Ziyue's state of mind was definitely not the same as that day.
Back then, he had no attachment to life, and life and death were nothing to him, so he faced off against fourteen innate masters with only one sword.
In the previous life, Feng Ziyue was a lonely star, with no relatives to rely on, and was living alone in the world. Apart from the supreme swordsmanship, what else could tempt him?
When he felt that he had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, even though his body was still alive, his heart was already dead.
It wasn't until the battle at Changming Tower, when he was about to die, that Guan Zhongliu's words touched his heartstrings, and made him truly alive again even though he was dead.
Thirty years after his rebirth, he is completely different now.
Family and friends are surrounding him, and the pinnacle of swordsmanship is still waiting for him to climb.
Therefore, he cannot die.
No matter what enemy he is, he will kill him with one sword and use his supreme swordsmanship to protect his family.
Although these dozen innate masters are powerful, he must win.
If you can't even defeat these people, how can you expect to defeat Kuangren Chu?
Feng Ziyue took a breath, and his momentum reached its peak!
"kill!"
In the dream space, the masters copied were only Feng Ziyue's own memory and had no thoughts of his own. Everyone rushed forward and unleashed the strongest killer.
But Feng Ziyue looked at the sky full of flashes of light, with a sneer on his lips and remained motionless.
It seems to be waiting for something.
The heaven and earth energy and Tai Xuan Purple Qi in the body are surging crazily. Even in the dream space, one can feel the terrifying nature of the moves performed by the dozen innate masters.
Feng Ziyue slowly raised his sword, his expression firm, but his eyes never turned to those fatal moves.
——But look at the boundless starry sky!
The innate state is the first step for a person to become a god.
The peak of innateness is the beginning of Shattered Void.
The sky is as high as the sky, how can one transcend it and look down upon the world?
What Madman Chu can do, he can do too.
Feng Ziyue's sword moved slowly!
They were all ordinary sword styles, but they all reflected the essence of Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship. He didn't seem to pay attention to the many innate masters around him at all, as if he was dancing the sword by himself.
But even his slow and ordinary sword style was like an airtight wall, blocking out all the unique moves of most innate masters.
It's a pity that he is still a human being after all, not a god.
There are still flaws in the swordsmanship after all.
There was a loud bang, and the Lotus Transformation Palm Technique used by Lian Jia once again used the final move of Nirvana. Feng Ziyue's sword-holding arm and shoulders shattered into pieces and turned into powder.
"have to!"
There was no sign of pain on Feng Ziyue's face, but his eyes were filled with the joy of enlightenment.
The peak of the ninth level of Xiantian!
Wan! Sword! Return! One!
Countless lines of blood suddenly shot out from Feng Ziyue's shoulders, and time seemed to have stopped. All the innate masters were shot down by these thousands of lines of blood!
It was Feng Ziyue who used his own essence and blood to perform the moves of Ten Thousand Swords!
This was the last step towards the peak of his innate enlightenment during the battle at Changming Tower!
On that day, the last ten thousand swords were united, killing the surviving Guan Zhongliu, draining his last bit of essence and blood, and finally died under the Changming Tower, thus beginning this vigorous journey to rebirth.
Feng Ziyue's body also staggered and fell from the top of the tower.
In mid-air, he looked at the starry sky and suddenly showed a smile.