Lu Feichi realized Taoism in his early years and was able to break through eight cuts at the age of a thousand. He can be said to be a genius among geniuses, but the power of his blood is far from exhausted.
The reason why he looks so haggard is because he failed to gain enlightenment at the Sword Tomb in the past, which caused him to be depressed and frustrated for many years, almost to the point of despair, which made him old and lava.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Lu Feichi laughed loudly and said: "Thank you for your advice, little friend! I understand... I understand! Little friend, if we still have a chance to meet each other in the future, we must get drunk before we break up! I... take the first step
Got it!"
Having said that, Lu Feichi's face was already glowing with golden light, and he stepped into the Kunlun Sword Tomb with high spirits without any hesitation.
After Lu Feichi's figure disappeared into the sword tomb, Bai Muyun asked: "Why did you lie to him?"
Feng Wuchen smiled lightly.
In fact, his previous remarks were all made up by himself to deceive Lu Feichi.
There is no saying that sobriety is a sign of successful enlightenment.
Feng Wuchen smiled and said: "The swordsmanship of Lu Feichi is actually better than mine. He has already reached the limit of the eighth level of the Selfless Realm. He has long been qualified to step into the sword tomb, but his inner demons have not been eliminated. Seeing this sword tomb
, so he looked at him with fear. Over the years, his cultivation has not advanced but retreated, and his heart for swordsmanship has become more and more scattered! I will get rid of his inner demons, and he can step into the sword tomb with confidence and fearlessness..."
"But...you are lying to him after all! Fake things can never become true!"
"Liar? I don't think so. It's a white lie at most, right? Sometimes, truth and falsehood are not so important. What we want is just the same result..."
After hearing this, Bai Muyun fell into silence again.
"..."
Feng Wuchen looked in the direction of the sword tomb, thought for a moment, and then stepped into it resolutely.
Kunlun Sword Tomb is the place that sword cultivators in the world yearn for. Feng Wuchen wandered around for several days and finally found this place as he wished.
The moment he stepped into the sword tomb, Feng Wuchen felt a surge of high sword energy coming towards him, trying to force him back into the cold cave.
But he understood that this was the first level of the Kunlun Sword Tomb.
If he cannot hold on to this sword intention, his sword heart will definitely be shattered by it, and his hundred years of practice will be lost in one day.
I saw the sword fingers coming together, facing the sword energy, and slashing out with one strike.
"Wow!"
In an instant, the sword energy was split into two, and Feng Wuchen also saw the true appearance of this so-called sword tomb.
I saw that he was in a valley now. Inside and outside the valley, there were flying swords that were constantly rotating and chaotic sword energy everywhere.
From time to time, there are several phantoms shaking and attacking each other.
"That's..."
"Those are practitioners who are lost in the way of swordsmanship! Don't pay attention to them!"
After receiving Bai Muyun's explanation, Feng Wuchen took a closer look and saw that on the cliffs on all sides, there were figures sitting cross-legged and meditating everywhere. These figures had been sitting there for who knows how many years, and some even had their bodies decayed, leaving only one figure.
There is a wisp of soul, but they are still dominated by the sword in this realm, forgetting themselves, like wandering ghosts, how sad?
But you must know that the only one who can enter the Kunlun Sword Tomb is the Eight-Zhan Sword Immortal!
How many such powerful people have there been in all the worlds throughout the ages?
However, in this sword tomb, as far as Feng Wuchen could see, there were no less than twenty figures.
Seeing this scene, Feng Wuchen felt his heart palpitate.
In the eternity of swordsmanship, in order to become the Nine-Sword Sword Immortal, how many strong men have been swallowed up in this sword tomb!
After pondering for a long time, Feng Wuchen faintly felt that the power of the avenue surrounding him was getting stronger and stronger. Gradually, his swordsmanship became uncontrollable and began to become restless.
He understood that he could no longer be disturbed by the outside world and must sit down immediately and begin to understand the way of swordsmanship.
So, he found an open space, sat cross-legged, concentrated and calmed down, and gradually blended in with the swordsmanship around him.
Jinyun is the best swordsman in all the worlds in the world!
This place was the place where he gained enlightenment, and the strength of the sword here was far beyond Feng Wuchen's imagination.
It only took him a moment to realize it, and he was completely in tune with the swordsmanship here, like water and milk blending together. The taste was indescribably wonderful.
In this sword tomb, Feng Wuchen was ignorant, confused, unable to speak, unable to see, and could not even distinguish between reality and illusion.
In such a boring situation, he felt as if thousands of years had passed.
But I don’t know how long it took, finally, at a certain moment.
"boom!"
A sword energy exploded from his sea of ​​consciousness.
At that moment, he felt a splitting headache.
However, the severe pain made him conscious for a while.
He tried his best to open his eyes, only to see a terrifying sword energy leveling everything around him. The valley, the sword tomb, thousands of flying swords, and those who had gained enlightenment among them were all annihilated.
Feng Wuchen tried desperately to move.
However, at this moment, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with his hands and feet sealed by the thick mud and unable to move.
Struggling for a long time...
"ah!"
Feng Wuchen roared loudly.
At that moment, he seemed to have rushed out of the quagmire, feeling light all over his body, and his vision gradually became clearer.
Take a look at it.
I saw that everything around me was still intact, but what happened just now was like an illusion.
However, the strange thing is that there is an extra layer of mist about a hundred feet outside him, which separates him from the outside world. It seems that he is only a stone's throw away, but he has an inexplicable intuition that they are thousands of miles apart.
…
"What the hell is going on..."
Feng Wuchen murmured to himself for a while, then subconsciously raised his hand, only to find that his swordsmanship had skyrocketed, and he was now infinitely close to the realm of Nine Slashes!
Feng Wuchen frowned.
Could it be that, like Lu Feichi, he had a brief period of sobriety after a long period of enlightenment?
Just when he didn't know why.
In the mist in the distance, a figure suddenly appeared.
Feng Wuchen's heart trembled slightly.
Are there actually conscious people in the Kunlun Sword Tomb?
"Who!"
Facing Feng Wuchen's inquiry, the man did not reply, but quickly stepped forward and walked out of the mist step by step.
After about ten breaths, the man's appearance gradually became clearer.
At a glance, the opponent was seven feet long, with a build similar to that of Feng Wuchen. He was wearing a smart and powerful outfit. The surface of the outfit seemed to be scales, but two arms were exposed. Looking up, this person actually used a black cloth to
He was blindfolded and couldn't see his whole face. He had light stubble on both sides of his mouth, and his long hair was tied behind his back, with the ends of his hair just hanging down to the long sword around his waist. When they first met, he made people feel elegant and unrestrained.
Feng Wuchen's eyes darkened slightly, and he did not dare to be careless at all, because he sensed an extremely dangerous aura from this person.
After a while, the man got closer and closer, and finally stopped about ten feet away from Feng Wuchen.
"You...are finally here!"
As soon as this person finished his meal, the first words he said left Feng Wuchen confused.
finally?
What's the meaning?
Moreover, for some reason, it was clearly the first time he heard this person's voice, but he still had an inexplicable sense of counting breaths.
"Who are you? Do you know I'm coming?"
Chapter completed!