Seeing this, Huang Shaoping nodded calmly, and his eyes fell on the next disciple. Several disciples stepped forward and stabbed him with their swords, but still no one could do what Huang Shaoping did.
In response, Huang Shaoping sighed slightly. When his eyes moved to Ye Shaohan, a trace of expectation could not help but appear in his eyes.
The people around him also looked at Ye Shaohan with confusion. If he and others couldn't do that, could he?
Feeling everyone's gaze, Ye Shaohan's face remained as calm as ever. He took a few steps forward with his sword in hand and stood on the rocks of Bitan.
Looking at Xuelian in front of him, Ye Shaohan suddenly closed his eyes slowly, raised his right hand slightly, and the stone sword in his hand immediately shot out, and a sharp explosion suddenly sounded.
Just like Huang Shaoping's original sword, a strange scene happened in front of everyone. The stone sword struck down the snow lotus very quickly. However, when it was about to touch it, the stone sword became extremely slow and gently fell from the petals.
Crossed everywhere.
The sword passed by, and the snow lotus was still swaying in the wind. This sword did not cause any damage to the snow lotus.
Looks of astonishment appeared on everyone's faces. Yue Wuxie and the others stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence. What they thought was a difficult step to reach the sky was easily accomplished by Ye Shaohan.
Huang Shaoping also looked at Ye Shaohan with a complicated expression. This boy actually did it?
Huang Shaoping vaguely remembered that it took him several months to achieve this step. Even then, he was called a pervert by his master. So, isn't the man in front of him a monster?
Ye Shaohan calmly looked at the gazes cast by everyone, his face was extremely calm, without any trace of emotion.
After a few breaths, Huang Shaofang chuckled and said: "That's right! You have truly understood the sentence: heavy swords have no peaks, and great skill has no workmanship!"
Having said this, Huang Shaoping raised his sword slightly, pointed at Yue Wuxie and the others and said, "You still need to work hard!"
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie and others lowered their heads one after another and said: "This disciple will definitely live up to the high expectations of the peak master!"
Seeing this, Huang Shaoping nodded slightly, flicked his right hand, and a stone sword instantly rose from the ground and fell into Huang Shaoping's hand.
There is no other difference between this stone sword and other stone swords on the surface, but its color is darker. Huang Shaoping moved his left hand slightly, and caught a dark red bead in his hand. When he held it with his left hand, the bead exploded instantly.
It opened and turned into a ball of red mist surrounding the surface of the stone sword. A strange scene happened. The stone sword actually absorbed the mist. After doing all this, Huang Shaoping looked at everyone.
Huang Shaoping suddenly swung his right hand, and his stone sword flew downwards in the air with an extremely powerful sound.
Boom! A roar suddenly sounded, and the snow and mud splashed everywhere. The stone sword was stuck in the snow, leaving only the hilt on the ground.
Looking at the dark hilt, everyone was stunned. When did this stone sword become so heavy?
With his eyes raised slightly, Huang Shaoping pointed at Ye Shaohan and said calmly: "Suifeng, pull out that sword!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly, raised his feet and walked towards the stone sword. He gently landed next to the stone sword, lowered his body, and Ye Shaohan held the stone sword with one hand and suddenly summoned his spiritual energy.
Bang bang! The stone sword was instantly pulled out from the ground by Ye Shaohan, and its slush was flying around again.
The figure stepped back half a step, and Ye Shaohan couldn't help but bend his right hand downwards. In response, Ye Shaohan gave a soft drink before raising the stone sword.
An icy chill spread from the hilt of the stone sword. Feeling the weight of the stone sword, Ye Shaohan was secretly surprised and looked at Huang Shaoping in surprise.
Catching Ye Shaohan's gaze, Huang Shao smiled lightly, pointed at the stone sword and said: "After my transformation, the weight of this stone sword has been hundreds of times that of before!"
As soon as these words came out, Yue Wuxie and others took a few breaths, hundreds of times?
In their opinion, the previous stone sword was extremely heavy, let alone hundreds of times heavier. However, when they saw Ye Shaohan holding the stone sword as if nothing had happened, several people rolled their eyes and secretly cursed: "Pervert!"
"Hundreds of times?" Jian Mei frowned slightly. This weight was still within the bearable range for Ye Shaohan.
Seeing Ye Shaohan's expression remained unchanged, Huang Shaoping couldn't help but feel frustrated. This kid didn't feel any difficulty at all?
"Suifeng! Tie the stone sword behind your back, and then go down the mountain and walk the sword path again!" A smile flashed in his eyes, and the young master said calmly.
Wow! Yue Wuxie and the others took a few breaths again, looking at Huang Shaoping in astonishment. Are you sure? Are you going to walk the kendo again with this thing on your back?
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan glanced at the stone sword in his hand thoughtfully, raised his hands to Huang Shaoping and said, "Disciple, obey!"
Seeing Ye Shaohan agreeing so simply, Yue Wuxie and others were filled with admiration. Is Suifeng really not an ordinary pervert?
After saying that, Ye Shaohan directly tied the stone sword in his hand behind his back, and a terrifying force instantly hit his back. If Ye Shaohan hadn't been on guard at all times, Ye Shaohan would have fallen forward at this moment.
His feet were deeply stuck in the snow. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's expression suddenly changed. He found that the flow of spiritual energy in his body became slower and slower, and finally stopped.
"Huang Shaoping has set up an extremely clever sword formation inside this stone sword. It is the power of this sword formation that suppresses your spiritual energy. Unless you throw away this stone sword, you will not be able to transport your spiritual energy!" Huo
Qilin's deep voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's heart. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan was slightly startled and looked at the stone sword behind him with strange eyes. This thing was quite good.
"You will come back when you finish that sword path!" Huang Shaoping waved his sleeves and said, "The rest of you will continue to practice that sword!"
After saying that, Huang Shaoping stepped on his feet, and his body suddenly jumped out and floated away.
Seeing Huang Shaoping's back, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly, smiled lightly at Yue Wuxie and the others, "Well, see you in a few days!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan waved to Yue Wuxie and the others, raised his steps slightly, jumped forward unhurriedly, and was finally submerged in the wind and snow.
Looking at the departing figure, Yue Wuxie and others sighed softly, picked up the stone sword and flew it again.
Under the flying snow, at the very beginning of the long sword path, a slender figure stood proudly, and the thick stone sword behind it looked so eye-catching.
His feet were already deep in the snow. He raised his head and looked at the boundless sword path. He sighed slightly: "Revisiting the sword path is quite different!"
Lifting his feet, Ye Shaohan stepped up slowly. Now that the spiritual energy in his body was suppressed, Ye Shaohan could only use his physical strength to support the weight of the stone sword. Every time he took a step, a very eye-catching footprint appeared.
emerge.
The footprints followed the path of the sword. Every time he took a step, Ye Shaohan paused for a few minutes, quietly comprehending the sword intention contained in the stone tablets around him.
In Ye Shaohan's eyes, the way of swordsmanship seemed to be a path of seeking knowledge, and his heart felt peaceful. For a moment, Ye Shaohan forgot about the sky, the land, the wind and snow, and was completely immersed in the world of sword intention.
With his current strong body, even though he was carrying this perverted stone sword, he didn't feel anything strange for a while.
The night brought blackness like a tide, flooding the entire sky. Above the sword path, that slender figure looked so eye-catching.
On top of Xiyue Peak, a beautiful shadow swayed slightly like the falling snowflakes, but the white snow in the sky could not cover the cold sword light.
After a few breaths, the sword light stopped, and the girl in white raised her head and looked at the Luoxia Peak opposite, with a strange look in her eyes: "Today, his future?"
For several days in a row, the girl in white couldn't help but get used to the figure opposite Luoxia Peak, but today, a trace of doubt spread in the heart of the girl in white.
Raising the sword, the girl in white retracted her legs slightly, and her body was suspended in mid-air. A dark guqin appeared in front of the girl. She looked at the guqin in front of her with soft eyes. The girl in white moved her hands gently.
Holding those silver strings.
The crisp and low-pitched sound of the piano floated out. Driven by the mountain wind, the sound of the piano floated above Xiyue Peak and Luoxia Peak.
Those who were cultivating raised their heads one after another and glanced at Xiyue Peak, feeling peaceful in their hearts.
On the sword path, Ye Shaohan slowly opened his eyes, and his ears were also surrounded by the sound of the piano.
Looking up, Ye Shaohan looked at the hazy mountain peaks, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The sound of the piano was extremely familiar to him, it was the sound of that person.
The mountain wind was roaring, and Ye Shaohan stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes. With the sound of the piano, the sword path was no longer as lonely as before. Closing his eyes, Ye Shaohan once again quietly comprehended the sword intent around him.
The sword's intention surged, the music of the piano was passionate, and Ye Shaohan completely entered his own world. This was selflessness.
That night, the cold wind among the mountain peaks seemed to be infected by the sound of the piano, no longer as cold as before.
At the moment when the dawn broke through the clouds and mist, the sound of the piano that had been ringing all night finally dissipated, but the remaining sounds still lingered in the bottomless mountain stream for a long time.
The dawn shrouded the entire Xiyue Peak. The girl in white who had closed her eyes all night slowly opened her eyes. Her long and slender hands also stopped shaking. Her eyes were slightly complicated as she looked at the opposite mountain peak. There was still no one shaking there.
In this peaceful morning, the only sound left is the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.
"Yuehong, I knew you were here!" A voice broke the silence here. Hearing this, the girl in white frowned slightly and turned to look at the visitor.
The person who came was a young man. His clothes were as white as the snow on the ground. His long black hair was neatly tied behind his back. Especially the smile on his handsome face was enough to blow away the coldness of the winter.
Seeing the visitor, the girl in white's face changed slightly, and finally revealed a smile that made Baihua eclipse her.
The person who came was clearly Wuhen, the young man in white who met Ye Shaohan at the beginning, and the son of the current sect leader.
Looking at the woman standing in the snow like a fairy, a trace of deep love flashed in Wuhen's eyes. Her figure came like a breeze and landed next to the woman in white. She said softly: "Yuehong, recently
I’m so busy practicing that I’ve neglected you!”
Naturally, this woman in white is Liu Yuehong. Upon hearing this, Liu Yuehong smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter, what we pursue is the ultimate in cultivation, how can we ignore it?"