Chapter five hundred and twentieth three thousand artistic conceptions, I only take one
Chapter 523: Three thousand artistic conceptions, I only take one
Chapter 523: Three thousand artistic conceptions, I only take one
The road is long and far away, I will search up and down.
Endless steps stretch out to the sky.
On this endless mountain road, the figures of Ye Chen and others looked so small.
He raised his head and looked at the blue sky that was within reach. The sky became extremely gloomy, and the cold wind blew in, making Yue Wuxie and others shiver.
Sword God Mountain is located in an extremely gloomy place, and now that it is freezing cold, even warriors have to move to resist the inexplicable cold.
The entire mountain road was silent except for the roar of the cold wind. Seeing this, Huang Wushuang glanced at Yue Wuxie and others, kept silent, and continued to move forward.
The light diffused by the true energy was extremely eye-catching on this mountain road, but Ye Chen and Huang Wushuang were not filled with true energy. They obviously did not have the luck to resist the biting cold wind.
Mountain winds are extremely scary, especially cross-mountain winds. The cold mountain winds are enough to scratch people's skin.
Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen were both extraordinary people. Even though the mountain wind hit their faces, the pain that penetrated their bones did not change their expressions.
Seeing that Ye Chen had not mobilized his true energy, Huang Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of hidden admiration. The most important thing for a warrior is not talent, but perseverance. Only those with great perseverance can go further on this sword path.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and as the setting sun sinks behind the horizon, the temperature between the sky and the earth also drops rapidly.
The further you go up, the faster the temperature drops. At first, Yue Wuxie and the others were able to mobilize their true energy to resist. However, in this cold and freezing sword path, the speed of the true energy movement also became extremely slow.
In the end, the zhenqi on Yue Wuxie and the others became increasingly dim, as if the cold air had frozen the zhenqi.
Huang Wushuang, who was walking at the front, stopped, turned around and looked at Ye Chen and the others who looked extremely pale, and chuckled: "How many steps have you taken on this sword path?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen and others were startled. At this moment, they also forgot how many steps they had walked and how long they had walked.
Seeing that several people didn't answer, Huang Wushuang didn't care at all and said calmly: "And do you know how long this road will take?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the endless steps, and his soul power also extended out. However, the soul power could only extend up to several thousand meters away, and an invisible pressure blocked it.
"How long will we have to go on this road?" Looking at the extremely gloomy sky, Ye Chen murmured softly, his eyes always so firm.
Yue Wuxie and others also looked at the boundless stone path and sighed slightly, wondering how long this sword path would last.
Every time it rises more than a hundred meters, the surrounding temperature drops by more than one degree, and where we are now, the temperature is already several degrees below zero.
How long does this path of swordsmanship last? At this moment, everyone is asking themselves, is this path really endless?
Seeing this, Huang Wushuang raised his sword finger slightly, pointed at the boundless sword path, and said lightly: "Since you don't even know where the end is, and you use your true energy here, your true energy can last until
The end?”
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie and others were shocked. Indeed, even if they mobilized their true energy at this moment, they could barely resist the cold air.
Shaking his head slightly, Huang Wushuang continued to turn around and walked forward quietly, still not having a trace of true energy in his body.
Lifting his head and looking at Huang Wushuang's figure, Ye Chen continued to follow behind him. He still had no Qi in his body and followed Huang Wushuang neither quickly nor slowly.
Seeing this, Yue Wuxie and the others also withdrew their zhenqi. Just the cold wind made them shiver violently, and admiration appeared in their eyes when they looked at Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen.
Stepping up, several people followed Ye Chen, and the group once again approached the sword path. The cold wind caused a dark red color to appear on the pale faces of several people.
In the silent night, this mountain stream is also silent. In the gloomy sky, a few points of light emerge.
Stars that had not been seen for several days rarely appeared again. Under the stars in the sky, the figures of Ye Chen and others looked so eye-catching and yet so small.
Their hands and feet had been frozen by the cold air, and Yue Wuxie and the others felt so strenuous every time they took a step.
The erected stone tablets beside the steps were already so eye-catching. The further up they went, Ye Chen could feel a little bit of sword intent on those cold stone tablets.
Obviously, the higher you go up, the higher the cultivation level of the people buried around you. There are many artistic conceptions in the world, and each person's artistic conception is unique. In Ye Chen's opinion, each person's artistic conception has its own reference.
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Soul power floated out. Every time he took a step, Ye Chen felt two completely different sword intentions. Previously, Ye Chen could still follow Huang Wushuang, but after a while, Ye Chen was suddenly pulled down for several seconds.
Ten steps.
Yue Wuxie and others who were originally lagging behind Ye Chen also caught up with Ye Chen and eventually surpassed him.
Turning around and looking at the figure below, a strange look flashed in the eyes of Yue Wuxie and others, while Huang Wushuang nodded slightly. This man can detect the sword intention on the stone tablet, which is good!
No matter how many different artistic conceptions he has, I only stick to my own artistic conception. Every time Ye Chen takes a step, two completely different sword intentions rush into his heart.
In the end, Ye Chen's speed became faster and faster, and gradually, Ye Chen caught up with Yue Wuxie and others again.
"This road is still here, the way of swordsmanship!" In the Qilin Ring, Huo Qilin's soul slowly awakened, and feeling the familiar way of swordsmanship, Huo Qilin sighed softly.
Once upon a time, like Ye Chen, I walked quietly on this sword path. After sighing, Huo Qilin entered into practice again.
The wind was still roaring, and the lonely figure was slowly advancing on the boundless sword path.
Huang Wushuang, who was walking at the top, suddenly stopped, turned around, lowered his head, looked at the figures below, and said lightly: "Other people's things are always other people's. It's good to be able to recognize this clearly!"
With his eyes closed tightly, Huang Wushuang did not continue moving forward, apparently waiting for Ye Chen and others.
Step after step, Yue Wuxie and others finally stepped onto the steps where Huang Wushuang and others were, stopped, and gasped for air for several days.
Everyone was waiting for the thin figure. A few moments later, Ye Chen stepped onto the steps again. His face was slightly pale. He raised his head and chuckled at a few people: "Hold your fists, I kept you waiting for so long."
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Hearing this, Huang Wushuang smiled and said nothing, turned his back to Ye Chen and others, looked at the endless steps, and said lightly: "I don't know how long this road will take. With your cultivation level, you may not have walked it yet.
At the end, you will freeze to death!"
The body trembled slightly, Ye Chen and others were silent, guessing the purpose of Huang Wushuang's words.
After a moment, Huang Wushuang continued: "Over tens of thousands of years, there have been no less than hundreds of thousands of disciples who have died from this swordsmanship before climbing Luoxia Peak!"
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie and others took a few breaths, and their eyes looking at this sword path also changed slightly, no longer as casual as before.
However, Ye Chen's face was as calm as before, his eyes were slowly closed, and he quietly comprehended the sword intentions on the stone tablets on both sides, his sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled from time to time.
Turning around, Huang Wushuang saw Ye Chen like this and couldn't help but secretly said: "This kid doesn't waste any time at all!"
His eyes moved slightly, Huang Wushuang's eyes swept back and forth on Yue Wuxie and the others, and finally landed on Yue Wuxie, and chuckled: "You have to go in and move forward!"
After a slight hesitation, Yue Wuxie also chuckled and said: "I believe I can stand at the end of the sword!"
After decades of struggling for survival, Yue Wuxie's will is extremely firm. Even in the face of life and death, his determination remains unmoved, because he has a reason to become a disciple of Luoxia Peak, just because of the man named Yue.
Those who can still stand here are all outstanding. The other people also chuckled, and there was determination in their eyes when they looked at Kendo. How could decades of hard work be in vain?
Seeing this, Huang Wushuang nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen.
Feeling Huang Wushuang's gaze, Ye Chen raised his head, looked directly into Huang Wushuang's eyes, and said calmly: "If you have walked halfway through one road, then turn back and choose another road, wouldn't it be stupid?"
After saying that, Ye Chen closed his eyes again and quietly felt the two weak sword intentions. A few moments later, Ye Chen took a few steps forward again, walking towards the boundless sword path...