Chapter 218: Tianyue Peak, Zhang Lie

In Lingyun Mountains, in a forest of Tianyue Peak, a young disciple wearing Tianyue Peak's costume was practicing his sword.

This person spreads its wings like a butterfly for a while, light and elegant, and soars like an eagle for a while, looking down upon all directions. Where the light of the knife passed, the grass was destroyed, the trunks were bent, the leaves were flying on the ground, and the falling flowers were colorful.

The clouds are boundless!

The young man suddenly let out a soft cry, and slashed out with a knife. The light on the blade condensed into a thin line, and shot out with a whiff. The thin line of knife energy gradually thinned out, and finally became so thin that it was invisible to the naked eye. to the point of almost disappearing.

There was a satisfied smile on the face of the young man, and with a shake, he put the long knife back into the sheath, and the moment the blade completely entered the sheath.

boom!

In front of this person, in a straight line of 500 meters, all the big trees were cut off in the middle, and the big trees fell rumbling one by one.

This is not over yet, a thin line of saber aura suddenly appeared in front of him, it was the saber light that was thought to have disappeared before. At the moment when all the big trees fell down, they spread out with a brush.

Like an unfolding water curtain, a layer of ripples was created in the air. Wherever it passed, the surrounding trees were directly annihilated into powder and turned into dust all over the sky, flying with the wind.

"Good saber technique!" In the woods, an old man in a gray robe slowly came out. It was Tianyue Peak's third elder who was in charge of teaching martial arts.

When the young man saw the old man, he quickly said respectfully, "Third Elder, you are welcome."

The third elder showed a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Zhang Lie, I'm not being polite. Over the past few hundred years, you have been able to practice the Lingyun sword technique to a great success, and you can comprehend the sixteenth move by yourself. The first person."

"Although you entered my Tianyue Peak halfway, your understanding and talent, in my opinion, can be ranked among the top ten in the entire Tiandao Pavilion, and you have not slackened in your daily practice, and you have not wasted this talent. "

This person was the one who occupied Xiao Chen's quota at the beginning. Zhang Lie, the son of the head of the Zhang family in Yunyang City, heard the old man's praise, and Zhang Lie also smiled on his face, but his tone was still humble, "The third elder praised me. There is still much room for improvement.”

The third elder nodded in satisfaction, and said: "It is a good thing to be humble, but a warrior does not have to be arrogant, but must have arrogance. This time, I want you to win the first place in Tianyue Peak for my core disciples. It can be done." ?"

Zhang Lie said in a deep voice: "Disciple,

It must be fortunate that he lived up to his fate and won this honor for Tianyue Peak. "

"Very good. There is still room for improvement in Jingyun Wuji. There are still seven days left in the assessment. You don't need to participate in the daily special training at Tianyue Peak. You can concentrate on comprehending Jingyun Wuji to the state of great accomplishment. No one is your opponent." The third elder looked at Zhang Lie and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Lie showed a joyful expression on his face. He didn't understand Jingyun Wuji for a long time, and it would take some time to practice to achieve great success. Now the third elder can be said to have helped him a lot.

"Thank you Third Elder, I will definitely not let you down then."

In the back mountain of Qingyun Peak, in a dense forest, Xiao Chen swayed and stood with his saber closed. In front of him in a straight line at a distance of 1,000 meters, all the big trees were neatly chopped off at the waist.

A water-like light curtain unfolded, and the surrounding trees were all crushed into powder, flying and roaring in the air.

"Lingyun Saber Technique is worthy of being the top-level sword technique of the earth level. This power is no less than that of the sky level. If you can understand the latter two moves, you don't know how powerful it will be."

Looking at the scene in the woods, Xiao Chen said with deep emotion that after taking calendula, the increased understanding far exceeded Xiao Chen's imagination.

This Lingyun Saber Technique, which requires a high level of comprehension, took only one week to learn all the previous fifteen moves. Tonight, I even inadvertently comprehended the sixteenth move of this Lingyun Saber Technique, Shocking Cloud. Promise.

The so-called Jingyun Wuji is to draw the martial artist's vigor into a line, stretch it wirelessly, and then reach nothingness, and then burst out violently.

So what is the meaning of the next trick, turning around? Xiao Chen leaned against a big tree, lost in thought.

Tiandao Pavilion, Lingyun Mountain Range, Beichen Peak, in a stone forest.

A burly young man with a shirtless body, showing his muscular figure, was practicing the Eight Skills of the Sword in the stone forest with his bare hands.

Beside him, an old man looked on blankly.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, but he practiced the eight methods of the sword, sweeping, splitting, pulling, cutting, looting, smashing, chopping, and thrusting. The form and spirit were all there, as if he was a treasured sword out of its sheath, with four sharp edges. Shoot, the murderous intent is revealed.

call out!

He took a step forward, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed towards a two-meter-high rock in front of him. There was no loud rumbling noise, and a corner of the rock was cut off like tofu.

Whoosh!

After a few more strokes, his palm was so fast that he couldn't even see the shadow. Then, he closed his palm and stood up, gently blowing out a palm wind, and the two-meter-high rock immediately flew away, turning into countless small stones, swaying and swaying fell to the ground.

Seeing all this, the old man next to him showed a smile on his expressionless face, and said, "Using my own body as a knife, I have practiced for ten years, and now I am finally firmly in the realm of Xiaocheng, not bad."

The expression on the square face of the young man remained the same, neither happy nor sad, like a piece of wood, "Unfortunately, the realm is too slow. By the time I am nineteen years old, I will only be in the realm of a low-rank great martial artist."

At the age of nineteen, he reached the realm of a low-rank great martial artist. In the world under the mountain, no matter where such talent is placed, he can be called a genius.

But on the Tiandao Pavilion where geniuses run all over the mountain, this kind of talent is not good, and there is a danger of being sent out of the mountain.

The Tiandao Pavilion stipulates that if one fails to reach the realm of a low-rank Martial Venerable at the age of twenty-five, he will be expelled from the inner sect directly. If he wants to continue to practice in the Lingyun Mountains, he must pay a certain amount of spiritual stones every month.

The old man said: "Mu Heng, from the first day you choose this path, you should know which path you choose. You must endure the loneliness of ordinary people. If you can achieve something before the age of thirty, you must Thank goodness you were destined to spend the first half of your life in obscurity."

The person named Mu Heng chose a path different from most warriors, turning himself into a sword and proving the way with his body.

He almost completely gave up the cultivation of vitality, and kept cultivating the strength of his physical body, polishing himself into a sword with peerless sharpness.

On the road to the pinnacle of martial arts, there are many ways. Most martial artists choose to prove the way with soldiers, or prove the way with fists and feet.

Practicing all kinds of sword techniques, sword techniques and fists and feet, using various exercises as an aid to increase strength, relying on the understanding of weapons and fists and feet, and striving to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.

There are also a small number of people who cannot condense their martial souls, but they have completely given up on the cultivation of vitality, and strive to exercise the strength of the physical body to prove the way with the physical body.

However, the path Mu Heng chose is a combination of proving the Tao with his body and proving the Tao with soldiers. The path he takes is much more difficult than both, but once he succeeds, he will be famous all over the world.

This is the so-called saying that if you don't sing, you will become a blockbuster, and if you don't fly, you will already soar into the sky.

Mu Heng took out a set of clothes placed on the stone, and said softly to the old man, "Father, I want to join the core disciples this time."

The old man showed a suspicious expression on his face, "You want to participate in the assessment of core disciples? With my identity as the master of Beichen Peak, you don't need to participate in the assessment at all. The identity of core disciples is dispensable to you."

Mu Heng said lightly: "I just want to prove myself. I have heard too many rumors these years. Didn't they all say that you raised a useless son? I will take the first place in this assessment and give them have a look."

The old man smiled lightly, and wrote lightly: "You villain, why bother, you can just practice hard, your future achievements, the entire Great Qin Kingdom can't tolerate your footsteps at all."

The peak master of Beichen Peak turned around and left after finishing speaking. Mu Heng was a little unwilling, and shouted: "Father, but I always want to prove the value of my existence. I want to fight a big battle to understand my true strength."

The old man stopped in his tracks, thoughtful, and after a while, a voice came, "I'll think about it!"

As the day of the annual core disciple assessment draws closer, the atmosphere in the entire Lingyun Mountain Range has also become more dignified.

The days passed slowly day by day, and soon there were only three days left for the assessment.

Qingyun Peak, in the fighting arena.

Liu Ruyue frowned slightly, and asked, "Have you failed again?"

Xiao Chen walked out slowly from the eternal sword formation, and said with a wry smile: "I touched a little bit of the edge, but I still can't, I got the door to enter."

For nearly half a month, Liu Ruyue tried all kinds of methods, trying to force Xiao Chen to comprehend the artistic conception of Wen Jian's psychic psychic, but all ended in failure.

It didn't have any effect at all, and the only thing that had some effect was the Eternal Jue Dao Formation, another kind of thunder and lightning artistic conception that Xiao Chen comprehended, in which he improved a lot.

With this kind of thunder and lightning artistic conception and continuous comprehension, Xiao Chen faintly felt that he had touched the edge of Wenjian's psychic psychic, but he was still not sure, so he only kept this method.

Hearing this, Liu Ruyue said with some frustration: "Throughout the ages, I have never heard of people who can comprehend Wenjian's psychic psychic through external forces. Maybe I was too optimistic at the beginning, or maybe I was too useless."

Seeing this, Xiao Chen quickly comforted him: "Sister Ruyue, you have done enough, please don't say that, or I will feel very sorry."

Liu Ruyue showed a wry smile when she heard the words, and said: "There are three days before the core disciple assessment, you go and prepare, don't come to comprehend Wenjian's psychic skills in the next few days, I will also take this time to think about other things Method."

Xiao Chen nodded when he heard the words, the assessment day is coming soon, it is time to sink down and summarize what he has learned in the past few days.

"Ye Chen, failed again?" Liu Suifeng walked over slowly with a long knife in his hand.