Chapter 261 Thinking of Sword

[Consume the essence of the fog beast, successfully feed the red snake, and obtain 40,000 essence points! ]

[Consume the essence of the fog beast, successfully feed the golden winged eagle, and obtain 40,000 essence points! ]

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As the system prompt sounded, Yu Changsheng was slightly surprised, and then his smile became even wider.

“It seems that the essence of the blood moon wolf fog beast swallowed by the blood moon wolf king was not wasted, and was also counted. This is 80,000 essence points. Good, good.”

Yu Changsheng smiled so much that his eyes changed subtly. He stared at the red snake and the golden winged eagle and observed.

After the red snake and the golden winged eagle swallowed the essence of the fog beast, a violent red light quickly rose from their bodies. While their bodies were hot, their cultivation bottlenecks were shaken, and their cultivation rose rapidly. After a while, the aura of the two beasts reached the extreme. With a muffled sound of a click, an invisible wave spread out with them as the center, and two white lights flashed.

[Red Snake successfully advanced to the fifth level of the second stage, and obtained 10,000 essence points! ]

[Golden-winged Eagle successfully advanced to the fifth level, and obtained 10,000 essence points! ]

Feeling the cultivation feedback from his body, Yu Changsheng was immediately overjoyed and in a good mood.

"I got 100,000 essence points directly in this wave. Good, good, give me more of this Blood Moon Wolf King. Finally, I've made up for all the trouble I've been going through. Not bad, it's worth it."

Yu Changsheng nodded secretly, feeling the cultivation in his body that was constantly advancing several times, and pondered slightly.

"The further you go, the slower the spiritual platform solidifies. Now my three beasts have all reached the second level and fifth level, and only my spiritual platform has barely reached less than 70% of the level..."

Yu Changsheng secretly smacked his tongue, looked at the sky, and shook his head helplessly:

"But my cultivation speed is not slow. Take your time. I hope I can still gain something in this secret realm."

At this moment, the night faded, and the dark red sky gradually brightened. Although it was still dim, it was less gloomy, and the iconic blood moon also quietly dissipated.

The surrounding fog enveloped again, turning from dark red to white. Perhaps the battle between Yu Changsheng and the Blood Moon Wolf King had a certain shocking effect, but no other existence attacked Yu Changsheng again.

Yu Changsheng glanced around, took out two pills to recover, and always kept his state at the peak state. With vigilance, he continued to walk deeper.

"Three days, one day has already passed, we have to speed up."

Yu Changsheng exhaled slowly, thinking slightly, the three spirit beasts surrounded and explored each other.

This piece of white fog was very majestic, unlike the first two pieces of white fog that Yu Changsheng had seen before, which gradually dissipated after killing almost all the fog beasts in it. The destruction of the Blood Moon Wolf Pack had basically no effect on this white fog.

"It would be great if we could encounter fog beasts like the Blood Moon Wolf Pack again."

Yu Changsheng muttered as he walked forward with the three spirit beasts in the white fog, but he also knew that fog beasts like the Blood Moon Wolf Pack were few after all, and it was good to encounter them once, and at the same time, one's own strength must be strong enough, otherwise it might not be an opportunity, but a disaster.

He encountered some fog beasts along the way, and the harvest was still optimistic.

The concentration of the white fog is not constant. It varies according to different areas. Some areas are invisible and difficult to walk. Some areas are thin and close to the water, with only a thin layer.

For example, at this moment, the white fog near Yu Changsheng is very light. The wind blows gently, revealing the true face of Mount Lu.

"Om..."

Yu Changsheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his consciousness condensed into a line, and he probed forward. The white fog was sparse. I don't know where the wind came from, blowing slowly, with a hint of haziness like clouds and fog. What appeared in front of him was a huge stone forest. It was roughly estimated that it was tens of thousands of acres wide.

The high stones pierced the sky, like mountains, standing up one by one, with strange shapes, jagged rocks, like swords and sharp edges, and the patterns on them were simple, revealing the traces of time.

The most eye-catching thing is the stone peak in the center. The upper part of it was cut off in half, revealing a smooth surface. It was not natural, but more like man-made.

"Such a strong sword intent..."

Yu Changsheng exhaled, narrowed his eyes, felt the stinging pain in his mind, and his consciousness shrank slightly.

"All of these were cut off by a sword?"

Yu Changsheng pondered, and after confirming that there was no danger around, he walked forward and gently touched the smooth surface of one of the stone peaks, with a somewhat confused expression.

It is unknown how long this stone peak has existed here, but under Yu Changsheng's consciousness, he can still feel the sword marks left on this stone peak, as well as the sound of swords that are sometimes there and sometimes not, as if it has returned from ancient times, echoing in the sky, and after years of erosion, it can still make people feel the sharp sword intent.

"What kind of strength can swing this sword... and there are still traces left until now."

Yu Changsheng frowned, and the golden-winged eagle flew high, passing the scenery in his eyes to Yu Changsheng, who could see the landforms of this place more clearly, occupying thousands of acres, with scattered stone peaks, many of which have collapsed, and the rest look shaky.

There were countless gravels on the ground. Yu Changsheng thought for a moment and walked towards the depths of the stone forest. Here, the white mist was already very sparse, and there were more clouds and mist. Under the lingering mist, there were countless fairyland charms.

"Buzz..."

The further he went, the stronger the sound of the sword became. The sword intent in the void was about to be launched, turning into a thorn on the spirit, like a substance, oppressing the soul.

Fortunately, Yu Changsheng's soul was strong, and just this little residual rhyme had basically no effect on Yu Changsheng.

"Is this... Si Jian Ya?"

After a stick of incense, Yu Changsheng stopped. The sword intent here was the most prosperous in his opinion.

And here, there was a huge, comparable to the edge of a mountain, with an extremely smooth surface, which was obviously cut by a sword. It stood upright, and on the top of it, the three words "Si Jian Ya" were engraved with a sword.

There was also infinite sword intent, which was emitted through the font, like a substance, suppressing the void, buzzing, and still remained sharp after years.

Yu Changsheng pondered for a moment, slowly closed his eyes, and concentrated his consciousness on a point, attaching it to the edge of the sword. In just a moment, a sky-high sword suddenly rushed out of his mind, slashing at him with unparalleled momentum!

"Hiss..."

Yu Changsheng felt pain and quickly cut off the divine thought, panting slightly, his face was already pale.

"What an amazing sword intent."

After a while, Yu Changsheng took a deep breath and suppressed the palpitation.

If the wind had a shape, what would it be?

Yu Changsheng didn't know that the wind was invisible and intangible, and it would pass away without leaving any traces, but the wind at the edge of the sword at this moment had other meanings.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

The wind whistled, carrying the vicissitudes of history, mixed with the messy sound of swords, like an old man who had experienced many hardships, unwilling to let the story of this place disappear in the years, bit by bit, like crying and complaining, slowly telling.

Yu Changsheng looked calm, reaching out and gently touching the smooth stone wall. Most of the sword marks left in it had disappeared so far, so there was no danger.

This Sijian Ya is very large, and you can't see the edge at a glance. Because of the remaining sword essence, Yu Changsheng didn't dare to release his consciousness rashly. He could only move his feet lightly, take a step, and walk along this Sijian Ya.

"Who is this...?"

After walking for a stick of incense, Yu Changsheng slowly stopped. In front of him, leaning against a stone, a skeleton stood there abruptly. There was no flesh and blood on the body, only bones, and it was full of traces of historical vicissitudes. The skull had empty eye sockets and looked at Sijian Ya from a distance.

Yu Changsheng pondered, thought about it, and made sure that there was no danger around, so he walked forward and observed carefully.

Because of the sword intent that existed at Sijian Ya all the time, the owner of this corpse might have a high level of cultivation, but under this situation, it was difficult for the body to be preserved intact.

Now, all that was left was a skeleton, which looked a bit eerie and scary at first glance.

In addition to the skeleton, there was a storage bag next to it, quietly placed at the bottom of his feet.

Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed to the skeleton, and carefully picked up the storage bag.

"Although I don't know who the senior is, he can appear in this Fantasy Mist Beast Valley, so he must be a senior of my Wanxiang Sect. I am an inner disciple of the Wanxiang Sect's Beast Control Peak. I rashly check it out. Please don't blame the senior if you have a spirit in heaven."

Yu Changsheng muttered, with a hint of expectation, and a trace of mana surged through his fingers, slowly opening the storage bag.

This storage bag has been through so many years that the internal space is already shaky and extremely unstable. So when Yu Changsheng opened it, he was also very careful and cautious.

Under the exploration of his spiritual sense, the scene in the storage bag was clearly visible.

Inside, there were first piles of spiritual stones like a small mountain, with bright spiritual light, very dazzling. A quick look showed that there were probably hundreds of thousands of them.

After moving his eyes from the spiritual stone mountain, Yu Changsheng exhaled and continued to look at other things.

The remaining things were just some bottles and jars, which were just very good. The elixirs in them, under the traces of time, either lost their efficacy or dissipated into ashes and disappeared.

"What a pity, what a good elixir." Yu Changsheng shook his head and sighed softly, with a look of regret.

As an alchemist, just by the smell of the elixir, he could probably know what the other elixirs were, all of which were valuable elixirs.

However, they could not withstand the erosion of time.

After exhaling, Yu Changsheng did not take it too seriously and continued to look. In addition, there was only one method.

"Refining the Divine Art..."

Yu Changsheng pondered, took out the method to check, slowly turned the pages, frowned, and then showed a smile.

"Since it is the follow-up method of the Refining Spirit Art, it is good, and this trip is worthwhile."

The method is the middle-level method of the Refining Spirit Art. The Refining Spirit Art that Yu Changsheng has mastered now is only the first volume, which can only allow him to practice to the peak of the Golden Core at most.

In other words, even if Yu Changsheng continues to add points, it can only support him to break through to the peak of the Golden Core at most, because the upper limit of the first volume of the Refining Spirit Art is here.

And now that the follow-up Refining Spirit Art has been obtained in advance, it is indeed a pleasant surprise for Yu Changsheng.

"This time, it is enough for me to practice to the Purple Mansion. To have such a method as the Refining Spirit Art, it seems that he is indeed a senior of the Beast Control Peak of the Wanxiang Sect."

Yu Changsheng smiled slightly, put away the Refining Spirit Art, thought about it, and bowed to the skeleton again.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, I don't know who you are, but since I have met you, let your soul return to your hometown. It's also scary to always show it outside."

Yu Changsheng looked serious, his fingers flashed with a sharp edge, and he started digging down at this moment. After a while, a fairly spacious pit appeared.

"Done."

Patting the dirt on his body, Yu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, looking at the skeleton, his eyes followed the tilted head and looked at Si Jianya.

"Huh..."

Yu Changsheng was surprised and slowly moved forward, but saw a line of small words engraved on the corner of Si Jianya, which was inconspicuous.

Yu Changsheng was curious and read it in a low voice.

"That was the first time I met that mountain, so naturally I couldn't stand the good advice."

"I firmly believed that I could overcome many obstacles. There were many beautiful scenery along the way, but I never stopped to watch. All I had in my eyes was that mountain. Even if I hit my head and bled, I thought I must be crazy."

"But I just wanted to climb that mountain too much, but there are many people in the world who return empty-handed and lose interest..."

"Every moon I lost is what I deserve to lose, and every starlight I get is what I deserve."

"After that, over the years, the mountain is the mountain, and I am me. Knowing that it is impossible to do it but doing it is my greatest sincerity, but who can define what is possible and what is not?"

The font is elegant and looks very beautiful, but between the lines, it reveals a stubbornness and a hint of regret.

"Knowing that it is impossible to do it..."

Yu Changsheng was silent and looked back at the skeleton. Obviously, this line of words was written by him before he died.

After a moment, Yu Changsheng shook his head, sighed softly, and continued to look down.

Next to this line of words, there was another line of words, but the font was newer and the lines were completely different. It was obviously written by another person.

"In this way, we will all go to the eighteen levels of hell... idiot..."

There was only a short line, which was a response to the above text. Apart from that, there was no other trace.

"He didn't even want to keep his bones for you."

Yu Changsheng exhaled, glanced at it, muttered, turned around, carefully picked up the bones, put it into the dug hole, and then slowly filled it up.

"This is better than being exposed outside."

"Thank you for this favor, I can help you a little, and I can feel more open-minded."

After doing all this, Yu Changsheng was relieved. Everything in the world of cultivation is about cause and effect. Since he took someone else's things, Yu Changsheng naturally did this kind of easy thing.