Finally, a clearly visible divine sword appeared in Ling Feng's spiritual sea, as if it was about to cut all the heavens and break the rings.
Then, Ling Feng's figure gradually became illusory, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the hall.
"What!"
"How is that possible!"
With incredible gazes, he looked at the place where Ling Feng was originally sitting, stunned and stunned.
This young man has actually broken through the sixth limit?
How is this possible?
This is only three short hours!
Xiao Juanyun also sighed lightly.
He had long guessed that Ling Feng would definitely be able to break through, but in three hours, he could do something that he could not do in three days or even thirty days. This blow was a big enough blow!
"Brother Ling, Brother Ling, I really don't know whether it's a good or a bad thing to know you!"
Xiao Juanyun shook his head and smiled bitterly. He originally thought he was a genius, but after meeting Ling Feng, he felt that he might be a little autistic.
Sometimes, the gap between people is really bigger than the gap between people and dogs.
...
Enter the seventh floor of the Shenxiao Hall.
On this floor, there are even fewer people, sparse and scattered, just a dozen people.
Moreover, basically all of them are strong people at the ninth level of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, and their bodies are emitting extremely powerful sword intent fluctuations.
All are all, the sword intent is perfect!
Moreover, the sword force is above the level of small perfection.
Even Ling Feng even felt the breath of the sword domain on several people.
This is the real strong man in the Western Sword Realm!
Ling Feng even believed that those guys who had comprehended the sword domain would never be at a disadvantage even when facing the three half-saints of the Dongling Immortal Pool, and would even win in battle.
Ling Feng's appearance surprised the older generation of warriors who were basically gray-haired and the youngest, fifty or sixty years old.
It has been a long time since they saw anyone entering the seventh level from the sixth level to the seventh level, let alone such a young boy.
This Shenxiao Hall is not only a good place for breakthroughs, but also a treasure land for cultivation.
Those Futu murals contain the secret inscriptions of various attribute rules. Although comprehending these inscriptions cannot directly improve their cultivation, their understanding of attribute rules can undoubtedly greatly improve.
Therefore, even if it is impossible to break through, many people will choose to stay in the Shenxiao Palace for a long time just to comprehend the inscriptions of those attribute rules.
It is not uncommon for some people to stay in this level for several years.
Ling Feng ignored these old guys, but focused on the surrounding pagoda murals.
Strangely, there are no special patterns on the walls around the seventh floor space, and some are just chaos.
But it seems that the chaos is all-encompassing and there are more mysterious things.
Ling Feng did not go deeper and was preparing to continue to break through the boundaries.
In the blink of an eye, the day passed.
Ling Feng's figure began to fade, disappeared, and finally successfully advanced to the eighth level.
Similarly, it is left to the warriors on the seventh level, with endless shock.
Enter the eighth floor of the Shenxiao Hall.
There are only three people on this eighth floor. Strictly speaking, they should be three bad old men!
One of them sat cross-legged, staring at a place on the chaotic wall, as if it had turned into a statue.
One was standing, carrying his hands on his back, and slowly paced in front of a wall. His vision never left the wall, and he was also meditating, but the way of meditating was different from that of others.
Another one was also sitting, but tilting his head, looking here and there, muttering, not knowing what he was muttering.
"Um?"
The old man who was paced back and forth seemed to notice Ling Feng's arrival. He looked at Ling Feng incrediblely, then nodded slightly to Ling Feng, and said lightly: "My little friend is young, and he can actually see through the mystery.
, Breaking through the eight levels of boundaries is rare, rare!"
Ling Feng bowed his fists to the old man and said modestly: "It's really a lucky person."
"The road to martial arts has never been lucky."
The old man stroked his long beard and smiled and said, "Since my friend has arrived at the eighth level, it is a great opportunity. It depends on your cultivation level that is not in the early stage of the Emperor Realm, the eighth level limit, and weakens the eighth level realm barrier. It is more than enough to break through.
It's a waste of effort to comprehend the ninth level of boundaries."
As he said that, the old man pointed to the old man who seemed to be a stone sculpture and said lightly: "This person is Emperor Xuanzhen Sword. He has been sitting here for 13 years and has gained nothing yet."
He pointed to the old man who was muttering words and continued, "This person is an old man from the extreme. He has been comprehending the nine levels of boundaries for the seventh year. He was already mentally ill a while ago and turned into a madman."
"Forehead……"
Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. These people were able to enter the eighth level space and their understanding of cultivation was naturally unquestionable. Even such a strong man could not break through the ninth level boundary?
"Haha, I am Linghu Song, the elder of the Linghu family of Duyuetian Palace. Look at you, you don't have the aura of any of the nine major families. You should not be a disciple of Duyuetian Palace, right?" The old man continued to ask.
"no."
Ling Feng nodded and replied lightly.
"Hmph, the door of Duyuetian Palace is too great. It is not a direct descendant. It is indeed difficult to obtain any good resources in Duyuetian Palace."
The old man thought for a while, took out a token and handed it to Ling Feng and said, "My friend, it is also a fate to be able to meet you and me in this eighth level of boundary. This is the token of my Linghu family.
If you are interested, you might as well join my Linghu family first, and then go to Duyue Heavenly Palace to visit. Your status is naturally higher than others."
"I will not receive any reward without merit. Senior is too polite. What's more, I have always been used to being idle boy, and I'm afraid I can't join the senior's family."
Ling Feng naturally would not take this token easily. This old guy had a very loud plan. If he had not entered the eighth level of the Shenxiao Hall, this old man might not have paid attention to him.
"oh?"
Linghu Song didn't expect that there would be someone in the Western Sword Realm that would refuse to recruit the nine major families of Duyuetian Palace. However, this made him look at Ling Feng even more highly.
"Well, okay."
Linghu Song glanced at Ling Feng, smiled slightly and said, "Then you can understand it yourself. I am also preparing to leave. If you have any difficulties or need them in the future, you might as well come to Linghu's house to find me."
"Sure, certain! That kid thanked senior first."
Ling Feng nodded and smiled. As the saying goes, he is a bastard who doesn’t take advantage of it. Although Ling Feng is not allowed to join the Linghu family, if he has advantage of it, he will agree first, and he won’t suffer any loss anyway!