The stone wall collapsed, and Mu Feng waited for a long stick of incense until the air gushing out of the passage was no longer rancid, and then he took out the lighting gem and carefully stepped on the sloping stairs.

I don't know how many steps have passed, I only feel very wet when I step on it, and the moss has grown so high, and I know that no one has stepped on it for a long time.

With the faint light of the illuminating gem in his hand, Mu Feng looked at the passage from top to bottom, from left to right, and found that the passage was covered with moss from top to bottom, left and right, and it was completely green.

Climbing up the stairs, every step up will make a "zi" sound, such a sound, adding a gloomy atmosphere to this quiet environment, that feeling, as if someone has been following you.

Thanks to Mu Feng's disbelief in ghosts and gods and evil spirits, if he were a little more timid, I am afraid that he would be scared by himself.

Just walked like this, and after walking for almost half a pillar of incense, what appeared in front of Mu Feng's eyes was a huge stone room, in the stone room, on the wall, on the ground, and even in mid-air, densely packed with swords.

Looking at these many swords, Mu Feng said to himself:

"For a long time, this is the real sword mound. ”

As he spoke, he wanted to pick up a sword and see what grade it was, but when his finger touched the hilt of the sword, the sword that was still fine just now turned into a cloud of white ash between breaths.

This is nothing, when the sword that Mu Feng wanted to pull up turned to ashes, the other swords seemed to be telepathic, whether they were in mid-air, on the wall, or on the ground, one after another, and in less than ten breaths, they all turned into ashes.

Looking at the dust, Mu Feng sighed infinitely in his heart, and said:

"No matter how glorious you have been, in the face of the years, you will eventually return to dust, earth to earth, end a glorious body, give up a glory, go all the way, although you have become dust, maybe there will be people who remember your former scenery. ”

After speaking, Mu Feng did not forget to salute the sword ashes all over the ground to show respect.

Carefully bypassing the sword ash all over the ground, Mu Feng continued to move forward, until he reached the end of the sword mound, and saw a passage again, or continue to go up, the same stone steps, but there is no moss, and the air is much fresher.

Along the stone steps, Mu Feng continued to walk up, and after walking two hundred steps, there was another stone room.

Compared to the sword mound, this stone chamber is much smaller. Inside the stone room, the first thing to enter Mu Feng's sight was a skeleton sitting cross-legged, and on the left hand side of the skeleton was a sword with cold light.

Through the sharp sword light, Mu Feng could feel that it was a genuine, intact sword, and the grade was not low.

To the right of the skeleton is a box made of unknown materials, and it seems to be complete.

Looking around and finding that there was nothing left, Mu Feng turned his head and looked at the box on the right hand side of the skeleton, his eyes were hot.

Because everything shows that the skeleton in front of him must have been a sword cultivator before his death, and he was also a powerful sword cultivator.

It can be inferred from this that in the box on his right hand, it is very likely that there is a swordsmanship, or even more than one. But what Mu Feng lacks most now is the swordsmanship that can be used as he wants.

Mu Feng's current sword technique "Three Absolute Sword Technique", because the grade is too high, and his own realm is too low, he can't exert the true power of the Three Absolute Sword Technique, but has become a chicken rib, although the power is good, but he can make a sword every time.

And the "Seven Killing Sword" created by himself, although the power is not small, there are always too many shortcomings, and it needs to be better improved.

When he was in Laiyang City, Mu Feng wanted to find a set of swordsmanship cultivation that matched his own realm, but he was always delayed because of such and such things, so he never found it.

Now that a great opportunity is in front of him, it is impossible to say that Mu Feng is not impressed.

After thinking about it, Mu Feng still decided to open the box and take a look, so he bowed deeply to the skeleton and said:

"Boy Mu Feng, I didn't want to disturb the sleep of my seniors, but I still have a lot of wishes, so I want to take a look at it from my predecessors. ”

After saying that, he saluted again.

Just after Mu Feng finished saluting, the skeleton that was originally good and dignified turned into a cloud of dust between breaths, just like the sword in the sword mound.

As the skeleton turned to ash, an azure bead rolled to Mu Feng's feet, the bead was not big, smaller than an egg, and larger than a pigeon egg.

Pick up the beads and feel that the beads are full of surging energy. Mu Feng didn't know what the beads were, but he felt that they seemed to be refining, and he didn't think too much about it, Mu Feng put the beads away, and now, he only had swordsmanship in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Feng stepped forward to pick up the box on the ground, and when he saw that the box was still tough, he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.

Holding the box in his arms, Mu Feng saluted to the location of the skeleton again before carefully opening the box.

The box opened, revealing a special animal skin and a booklet.

When I picked up the hide, I saw that there seemed to be lines of writing on it in blood, and although I don't know the date, the handwriting on it was still clearly visible.

Mu Feng read the content recorded on the animal skin word by word, according to the record on the animal skin: The skeleton's original name was Xuanyangzi, and he used to be a little-known disciple of the Qingying Holy Land, but he didn't want to get the god-level swordsmanship Seven Styles of Wind Slashing at the age of twenty-six, and because of this, the sword technique rose against the trend, and two years later, he became a generation of holy masters of the Qingying Holy Land.

After becoming the Holy Lord, Xuanyangzi accepted a disciple named He Zaitian, but this disciple had a bad heart, because he coveted the Seven Styles of Slashing the Wind, and suddenly launched a sneak attack when Xuanyangzi was sprinting to transform into a mortal, causing his meridians to flow backwards, and his foundation was greatly damaged, resulting in the realm being unable to improve, and even almost going mad.

Fortunately, He Zaitian's realm was not high at that time, so Xuanyangzi was able to escape, and finally fell into the Kamikaze Empire and founded the Heavenly Sword Sect incognito.

Seeing this, Mu Feng sighed:

"What is this heaven, greedy for god-level swordsmanship, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, it really deserves to die!"

The animal skin finally explained: Whoever is destined to refine my god Hai Neidan, learn the seven styles of slashing the wind, and kill the rebels for me, in this way, I will die and be blind, as for the god-level sword "wind", it will be left to the Heavenly Sword Sect, which can be regarded as making up for the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this point, the content recorded on the animal skin was completely over, but Mu Feng's heart could not be calm for a long time.

"In the face of interests, the friendship between master and apprentice is so untested, what he did in heaven is really outrageous!"

Mu Feng put away the animal skin, saluted Xuanyangzi again, and said:

"Seniors go all the way, in other days, I will slash the traitor for you, and I will fulfill the last wish of my predecessors for my predecessors!"

After speaking, Mu Feng opened the first page of the booklet again.

"Sure enough, it's the Seven Wind Chopping Styles!"

Mu Feng muttered to himself.

Putting away the Seven Wind Chopping Styles, Mu Feng took out the Xuanyang Zi Neidan, and after hesitating for a while, he swallowed the Neidan into his stomach in one bite.

The inner pill melted in his mouth, and in an instant, a stream of incomparably pure wind attribute energy was wildly strung around his limbs and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, like a knife cutting, but there was a feeling that it was about to explode, so that Mu Feng couldn't help but shout.

Not daring to slack off, Mu Feng hurriedly ran the method of realm condensation, frantically suppressing the energy in his body, and at the same time, the chaos decided to operate on its own, transforming the wind attribute energy on the one hand, and repairing the damage to the meridians on the other hand.

However, due to the huge amount of energy, how could Mu Feng's small sea realm withstand it. Originally, Mu Feng didn't want to improve his realm so quickly, but the energy of the Shenhai Inner Pill was too huge, even if Mu Feng had tried his best to run the method of condensing the realm, his own realm was still uncontrollably going up.

Huahai high-level, Huahai consummation, in Huahai consummation stagnated for a while, Mu Feng took this opportunity to run the realm condensation method more crazily, but no matter how hard he tried to condense, he could still see that in his dantian, a gray Yuan Dan slowly condensed, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the Yuan Dan in the dantian was as big as a pigeon's egg.

Such a large Yuan Dan is already terrifying, but Mu Feng's Yuan Dan is still continuing to grow, and the Divine Sea Wind attribute energy in his body is only half dissolved.

Mu Feng endured the severe pain, the seven orifices were already bleeding, and even the blood in the pores was flowing out, but Yuan Dan was like taking a growth agent, and he couldn't stop growing stronger.

All cultivators know that the so-called consummation of the sea refers to compressing one's own sea of qi in this small realm to form a Yuan Dan. When Yuan Dan was first formed, it was only seen that it was a spherical shape, which was rough on the outside. Once the surface of Yuandan becomes smooth, it means that it has officially entered the Yuandan realm.

Looking at his Yuan Dan inwardly, Mu Feng found that although he had tried his best to suppress it, the Yuan Dan in his body was still getting bigger and bigger, and at the same time, it was getting smoother and smoother.

In this way, an hour passed, and when the newly formed Yuan Dan in Mu Feng's dantian grew to the size of an egg, it also became completely smooth.

In the dark, only listening to the sound of "wave", Mu Feng reluctantly stepped into the Yuan Dan realm, and at the same time, a large amount of wind attribute energy in his body frantically surged towards Yuan Dan under the synthesis of chaotic qi.

Mu Feng knew that he couldn't stop it, so he had to run the realm condensation method and constantly polish this newly formed Yuan Dan.

Another hour passed, and after the realm was completely stabilized, there was not much wind attribute energy left in the body.

And Mu Feng, because of too much sweating, the whole person has lost half a circle.

Although Mu Feng looked obviously half a circle thin, the whole person was full of energy and energy, and his realm had improved so quickly, although it was not what he wanted, but after all, he had improved.

Of course, there are naturally many benefits brought by realm ascension.

Looking inward, Mu Feng smiled bitterly and said:

"What others can only accomplish in a few years or even more than ten years, I didn't expect me to complete it in less than half a day, what is the difference between this and cheating, but fortunately, the realm is quite stable. ”

Although Mu Feng smiled bitterly, when he saw his Yuan Dan, he was still proud from the bottom of his heart, after all, such a big Yuan Dan was already more than twice as big as the Yuan Dan of an ordinary Yuan Dan consummate cultivator.

In other words, ordinary Yuan Dan is perfect, and in front of Mu Feng, scum is not counted.

Whether it's a real smile or a fake smile, Mu Feng's first task at the moment is to inject all the excess energy in the body meridians into the Yuan Dan first, so as not to damage the meridians and affect the foundation.

After another hour of this, Mu Feng's meridians were messed around, and the excess energy was completely cleared, and the realm could be truly stabilized.

After packing up everything, Mu Feng picked up the divine sword "Feng" on the ground, and carefully checked the stone room, and after finding that there was no other way out, he dug a pit in the ground, buried Xuanyangzi's ashes solemnly, and bowed three times before returning the same way.

When I came to the stone room full of immortal sword intent, I searched for a long time, but I still couldn't find a way to open the stone door.

Then he tried to slash with his sword more than a dozen times, but he didn't shake the stone gate in the slightest. As a last resort, I can only sit on the side of the stone gate, take out the Seven Styles of Chopping the Wind, read it carefully, and understand it carefully.

After sitting like this for a few days, it took Mu Feng to completely comprehend all the cultivation methods of the Seven Styles of Wind Chopping, and at the same time memorize all the key points.

It's a pity that with my current realm, at most, I can cultivate the first type of wind, the second type of wind and the third type of wind and shadow, as for the fourth type of wind and wind, it is too reluctant to cultivate, and the fifth style has no wind and waves, the sixth style of wind and waves, and the seventh type of wind and heaven and earth have no possibility of cultivation at all. ”

Mu Feng, who had completed his enlightenment, had to say sincerely.

Putting away the sword spectrum, Mu Feng did not immediately practice the Seven Styles of Wind Slashing, but combed through a series of encounters after entering the sword mound.

When he thought of Xuanyangzi's will, although he only asked to leave the Divine Sword "Wind" to the Heavenly Sword Sect, after thinking about it, it was better to leave the Seven Styles of Slashing Wind together, after all, he had completely memorized it, and there was no need to leave it again.

Besides, whether it is the divine sword "wind" or the god-level sword technique slashing the wind seven styles, no matter how it is calculated, it should belong to the Heavenly Sword Sect, after all, the Heavenly Sword Sect was also founded by Xuanyangzi.

Mu Feng has his own bottom line, and he is also a person who knows how to be grateful for the picture, all these chances seem to be coincidences, but in fact, they can be regarded as the fulfillment of Shangguan Shifang.

You can be shameless, but you can't be insatiable.

He had made up his mind, and he didn't know how long it was until the three-month deadline, Mu Feng, who had no burden in his heart, decided to use the remaining time to study the Seven Styles of Wind Chopping, so that he could have more means when facing the enemy.