His physical body had become so abnormal that it was difficult for even the peak spiritual emperor to break it, but it was still impossible to carry eight kinds of swordsmanship! So Su Xuan decided to find another way to use the two holy king weapons of Tianxingjianshu and Renhuangbi.
Eight types of sword intent are engraved on the body to reduce the burden on the body! "First carve the sword pattern, then gather the sword intent, and finally achieve enlightenment!"
"With step-by-step progress, swordsmanship can be expected!"
The next moment.
Tian Xingjian turned the pages of Tian Xingjian's book, and the pages spread out, wrapping Su Xuan's whole body like strips of cloth.
This is to write the way of swordsmanship in Tianxingjian's book and then imprint it on the body.
Doing this can not only calm the physical body to the greatest extent, but also imprint the swordsmanship in the most perfect way.
And if you do this, the operation of the sword will be more smooth and perfect in the future! And then.
Su Yi appeared.
He holds the Lingxiao Sword in one hand and the Human Emperor Pen in the other.
Use the Lingxiao Sword to condense the sword pattern, and then write it out with the Human Emperor's pen! This is Su Xuan's most perfect sword engraving method.
"Chichichi..." In the following time, all kinds of sword intentions danced wildly, turning into sword patterns one by one, which were constantly imprinted on Su Xuan's body.
Su Xuan's physical body continued to tremble, but he was still within the tolerance range.
"The most difficult thing is to combine the eight types of sword intent into one, condense the strongest sword intent, and help me cultivate the body of a sword master!"
"There are also eight kinds of sword intentions, all of which are hidden in my body!"
Su Xuan did not relax at all.
The painting and engraving of the sword pattern is not difficult, the difficult part is the back.
Ten days later.
Su Xuan's body is covered with eight kinds of sword patterns.
Then, Su Xuan began to integrate the sword intention.
He first fused Taiping and Haoran Tianlei Sword Intentions, which had similar attributes, and then the mountains and rivers, the common people, and Tianlong... But.
Just as he was condensing the four sword intents, Su Xuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body split apart without breaking.
"Sure enough it doesn't work.
Without the suppression of the talisman veins, I should be able to fuse the six sword intentions, but it is simply impossible now!"
Su Xuan's eyes flashed with disappointment, but soon became determined because this was expected.
"If I can't fuse the sword's will, then my physical body can't even hope to achieve the eight ways of swordsmanship."
Su Xuan looked up, persistence appearing in his eyes.
"Then, we can only grind it slowly..." Su Xuan muttered to himself, and a 'rumbling' sound began to sound in his body.
His various avenues and powers are being blocked! This is Su Xuan's independent sealing, making way for the cultivation of swordsmanship! And then.
The Everlasting Yang Immortal Technique and the Immortal Swallowing Immortal Technique of Eternal Life began to operate crazily, and five wisps of black and yellow energy began to circulate around Su Xuan's body.
The next moment, the five Heavenly Treasure Pearls obtained from the Heavenly Treasure Holy Tomb flew out of Su Xuan's body, and when they shattered, they turned into majestic immortality energy and enveloped Su Xuan.
Su Xuan, who was originally old, became visibly younger, and even more strangely shrunk, until he turned into the appearance of a ten-year-old child.
"The art of swordsmanship is difficult, so I will practice it again.
Taking fifty years of life and death as the time limit, I will walk the path of sword cultivation again, first becoming the body of the holy sword, and then becoming the way of the sword."
Su Xuan said to himself.
Back then, Jian Beichen used his mediocre body to cultivate the body of a sword master.
With his physique, he could not become a sword master, but after suffering many hardships, his sword body still succeeded! Su Xuan believed that he could succeed too! The next moment, Su Xuan raised his head.
A vast ancient tower fell from the sky.
This is one of the Eight Treasures of the Saint of Donghua, the Immortal Tower of the Earthly World! At that time, the eight treasures were competing for it, and this treasure was taken away by Emperor Ming.
Su Xuan also obtained this treasure when he killed Emperor Ming before.
During this time, Su Xuan was refining, but he was only refining less than half of it.
However, the most outrageous thing about this treasure is that there is a space called the "Red Dust Realm".
Those who enter it can experience the world of mortals and experience hundreds of vicissitudes of life.
Su Xuan was not prepared to enter the realm of mortals, because the great avenues there were incomplete and it would be difficult for him to practice swordsmanship.
What he wants to do is to seal his memory with the immortal tower in the world and let him start a new life in the world.
Moreover, there is also the Star Reincarnation Diagram at this moment. Although Su Xuan has not figured out the exact function of this diagram, it also has the effect of reincarnation, and it has a good effect on him at this moment.
The two were superimposed, and confusion gradually appeared in Su Xuan's sharp eyes.
He turned to look at Su Yi.
"If I don't succeed in swordsmanship, I won't wake up again.
Su Yi, always look at me..." Su Xuan ordered softly.
Next, the eight sword intentions merge into one, the body of the holy sword is cultivated, and the sword is condensed... Su Xuan will not wake up until the last moment.
This is his path of swordsmanship, and he will compete with the talisman veins to the greatest extent! Either he will die while practicing swordsmanship, or he will rise while practicing swordsmanship! "Yes!"
Su Yi bowed and bowed.
The light in Su Xuan's eyes slowly faded away and turned into confusion.
His little body flew up and fell to the ground.
One day passed.
Su Xuan gradually woke up.
He got up from the ground and looked around in a daze.
who I am?
Where am I?
Su Xuan's mind went blank.
He subconsciously wanted to get up, but found that he was holding a wooden sword in his little hand.
He lowered his head and saw that his dazed eyes slowly lit up.
"I'm from Qingshui Town..." "I want to learn swordsmanship..." Simple memories flashed through my mind.
Su Xuan's eyes slowly became firm, and he stood up holding the wooden sword.
"My name is Su Bufan, and I...want to become a sword cultivator!"
Rugged mountains.
The small figure walked down firmly.
Darkly.
Su Yi followed closely behind him.
...After the Battle of Southland, Xu Qingrong was not in a hurry to return to the Nether Clan.
Although Xu Qingrong knew very well that as the first saint of the Nether Clan, her fate had already been determined, that is, to become the Taoist companion of the Nether Emperor and stay with the Nether Clan throughout her life.
This seems to be what she longed for before.
But for some reason, Xu Qingrong suddenly resisted.
Going around and around.
Xu Qingrong walked through the central area, crossed the east land, and arrived at the Lingzong area in a daze.
She didn't know why she came here. When she regained consciousness, she was already in this troubled place.
This place felt familiar to Xu Qingrong, but it was too remote.
Even though she had doubts, Xu Qingrong was still ready to go back.
But before leaving.
Xu Qingrong decided to wander around again, aimlessly and following his heart.
As for why?
Xu Qingrong didn't know, but the idea was very strong.
And just when Xu Qingrong was about to leave, she discovered a little boy.
In the dangerous mountain forest, the little boy was holding a wooden sword and walking forward clumsily.
He was wearing a pair of straw sandals and his feet were worn out, but the little boy didn't seem to notice and just kept walking.
There is perseverance and fearlessness in that young face that belies his age.
Inexplicable.
Xu Qingrong became interested.
Quietly, Xu Qingrong walked in front of the little boy and leaned against a tree.
Looking at the little boy walking over, Xu Qingrong smiled and said, "Little brother, you come from the wilderness, why are you here alone?"
The little boy glanced at her warily, pursed his lips, and passed by without saying a word.
Xu Qingrong paused.
Ignore her?
Xu Qingrong caught up with him in two steps: "Little brother, didn't you hear your sister?"
The little boy remained silent and walked with his head down.
Xu Qingrong thought the little boy was deaf, so he stopped in front of the little boy and said with a smile: "Little brother, can I take you out of here?"
As he spoke, Xu Qingrong even made gestures with his hands.
"I'm not deaf."
The little boy muttered: "Don't stop me!"
Xu Qingrong's face froze, angry and funny: "You are not deaf, why don't you reply to my words?"
But the next moment.
The little boy raised the wooden sword with great momentum and glared at Xu Qingrong: "Hey, you witch! If you want to eat me, first ask me if I agree with the sword in my hand!"