The six secret realms on the top of the golden summit have different functions, among which the function of the Taiyuan secret realm is to improve the ability of perception, which can be used to study advanced methods and comprehend new realms.

Feng Jiu was imprisoned in the Taiyuan Secret Realm, as if he had heavenly help in the underworld, and he had been standing at the peak of the True Immortal on the Land for several years, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Divine Realm. From the day he became the "senior brother" of the Sword Court and was cultivated as an heir, he consciously took on the future of the Sword Court.

Needless to say, the scenery in the secret realm is all for the Dongtian Spirit Machine to intercept part of Tianzhu Mountain, all of which are real scenes.

There is a small building next to the lake, which is decorated in a simple and elegant manner. There were only two people living in the building: one was Feng Jiu, who was under house arrest, and the other was an old man sent by Yang Qiusheng to take care of his daily life, called Wang Ze. Wang Ze also has an identity, which is the general manager of Yanming Villa, as his name suggests, he follows the rules all his life, eats, washes, sleeps, talks and behaves, and has his own strict arrangements. He would never use his own standards to ask others, and Feng Jiu felt happy with him.

"Ninth Prince, it's time to eat. ”

Wang Ze knocked on Feng Jiu's door, he was dressed in a clear breeze and bright moon, with a long beard fluttering, but his thin face had a dignified look, and his eyes were full of shining light, as if no difficulty could stop him.

"Enter. Feng Jiu responded.

Wang Ze pushed the door in with a tray, put the three dishes and one soup on the plate and the chopsticks on the round table, and then stood beside him, waiting for Feng Jiu to get up.

Feng Jiu was cross-legged on the couch, and at this time, he slowly finished his work, and walked over to sit. Wang Ze made a bowl of soup and fed Feng Jiu spoonful by spoonful, and said with a smile, "The ninth prince is getting better and better, and he must only be missing the last step." ”

"There is only one step left, and there is a difference between heaven and earth. ”

After drinking the soup, Wang Ze went to serve the rice, still carefully matching the dishes and feeding them to Feng Jiu. Hearing Feng Jiu say this, he smiled and said, "The owner of the village also said this, it seems that the Great Dao is indeed the same way." ”

"Hmm. ”

Although Feng Jiu got along well with this old servant, he didn't want to talk about Yang Qiusheng, so he responded vaguely. During this period of time, he avoided the troubles of this world in this indisputable place, and he had nothing to do, but he had consumed many of his previous ambitions, but his cultivation remained unstoppable, after all, this is the foundation of a cultivator. As for the hands, since Feng Lin's death, every time he does something with these hands, he will inevitably feel pain and self-blame, regret that he chose to run away back then, and simply conceal the fact that his hand disease has been cured, and still pretend that he can't use force.

Suddenly thinking of something, he stopped chewing and said, "A few days ago, Senior Brother Wei came to deliver medicine, thanks to you for letting him in, my wound has healed, thank you very much." ”

"Where, the owner of the village only ordered not to let the ninth prince go out, and he didn't treat you as a prisoner, but he didn't want the turmoil outside to implicate the ninth prince. Wang smiled.

Feng Jiu's heart sank when he heard this, so he had no intention of eating again, so Wang had no choice but to accept it, help wipe his mouth, and then take the food away. Feng Jiu walked to the door of the window and was about to jump out and scatter to the lake

step, suddenly thought of something, shook his head and smiled, and then walked downstairs, slowly walked to the lake, and watched along the shore of the lake.

The weather in the secret realm can be controlled by the formation at will, and the area around the lake is the time of spring at this moment. The water in the lake is turquoise and fresh, two swans are playing in a sparkling wave, the willow buds on the opposite bank are newly dewed, and the safflowers are waving in the wind, releasing the charm of spring; Feng Jiu couldn't help but think of Feng Lin in her heart, thinking of her favorite embroidery when she was alive, unlike other daughters, what she likes and is good at is embroidery, presumably this scene makes her see it, and it is inevitable to "see the joy of hunting", right?

"Linlin, how nice it would be if you were still alive. Brother really misses you so much......"

Thinking of Feng Lin, his heart ached faintly, and he had to find a pure place to meditate, calm down the endless emotions, and when he calmed down, he continued to comprehend the new realm with this infinite scenery, and he didn't realize that it was already dusk, and the feeling of being separated by a layer of window paper could not be broken through, causing boredom in his chest, and he couldn't help but think: What if he broke through the sacred realm? Now that I have been deprived of my identity as a disciple of the Sword Court, at most I am just a disciple of the master, and I can't care about the grievances of the Sword Court, so it is better to live here for a long time and not think about the disturbances outside, so even if I don't break through, what does it matter?

Just as he was about to take a break, he heard Wang Ze say behind him: "The owner of the village instructed the old slave to tell the ninth prince: 'The road is simple, the boring sword path has exhausted all the tricks, and the essence of the heavenly sword lies in the word 'condensation'. ’”

Rumble!

If a certain string in Feng Jiu's brain was pulled hard, it emitted a strong and graceful echo, and this echo made him feel like an initiation, all his troubles were suddenly cleared, and all his doubts were solved.

"I ......see," he muttered, beginning to meditate. "Heavenly Sword Seal" was born from "Tibetan Sword Record", which has uniqueness, but it has not been transcended, and if it does not become a peerless study, it is missing a "Yuan Shen Fa", which is to understand it by practitioners if they want to step into the sacred realm. Each practitioner has his own unique comprehension, and the "Yuan Shen Fa" that each practitioner has comprehended is different, among which only the founders of the five great schools have combined and perfected the "Yuan Shen Fa" they have comprehended into a method for later generations to practice. Take Yan Li as an example, as long as he reaches a certain height in the spiritual and physical realms, he can naturally break into the divine realm, without having to waste time and effort to comprehend a new realm.

As soon as Feng Jiu sank into the state of thought, the starry power in the sky surged rapidly, and the true yuan in his body overflowed, in his vision, all things in heaven and earth seemed to be divided into two forms with the same total amount and the balance of the two sides, one was yin and the other was yang, which were clearly distinguishable from each other and merged with each other. At this time, purple light was born in the purple mansion, one of the three secret realms of the human body, and this purple light was like the true knowledge of the Tao, which merged into the yin and yang of all things together with the overflowing true element...... The source sea has undergone earth-shaking changes, and in the end, only the two colors of yin and yang are left together, and in the heaven and earth dominated by the two colors, a humanoid phantom was faintly born. He knew that this phantom was his primordial god.

Breaking through the realm is like a matter of course, the overflowing true yuan has become a yuan god, and the yuan gods distributed around it make Feng Jiu seem to have countless more "hands", he was greatly surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but control those "hands" to touch the lake,

To stroke the swans, to pick the green willows and saffron, he saw the ripples of the lake being plucked, saw the swans turning their heads around in confusion, and even felt the cold dew on the green willow sprouts and safflowers...... When I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright.

It turned out that this breakthrough had taken all night.

"Congratulations to the Ninth Prince, congratulations to the Ninth Prince, the name of the Sword God is well deserved. Wang Ze guarded by his side all night, his coat was wet with dew, Feng Jiu's heart was inexplicably moved, and he said to him: "We are enemies, if necessary, I will not hesitate to kill you, why do you want to help me break through the realm?"

Wang Ze smiled gently: "Ninth son, the old slave has told the truth, and it was the owner of the village who ordered it to be relayed. ”

Feng Jiu said: "Although I still don't believe it, but only Yang Qiusheng can say such insightful opinions, and it seems that he can only believe what you say." He does have a unique insight into the comprehension of the Heavenly Sword Seal, but he will not fail to think that the word 'condensation' is reminding me of the responsibility that I will continue to fulfill!"

Wang said, "What is it?"

Feng Jiu said: "I finally realized the realm of the master, 'solidarity and mutual assistance' is the essence of 'condensation'. The sword seal is condensed with sword qi, the palm is condensed with people's hope, and the survival of the Taoist system is condensed with incense. I just gave up on myself because I was deprived of my discipleship, and I really shouldn't have done it, and now I'm about to regain this responsibility and do what I have to do. ”

Wang Ze said: "And then?"

Feng Jiu stood up and turned to stare at Wang Ze: "I hope you don't stop me." ”

Wang took two steps back and took out his sword with a smile, "The old slave has never missed a step in his life, everything he says and does is in the rules, the owner of the village has an order, and the ninth prince must not be allowed to leave, if the ninth prince insists, the old slave is meager in cultivation, but he has to fight to block it." ”

Feng Jiu said: "I will be kind to your descendants." ”

The two world-class swordsmen immediately confronted each other, and there was not a trace of wind around them, as if something was frozen in the air, and as time went by, it became heavier and heavier.

Wang Ze said with a smile: "Nine princes, in the past, there was a city lord in the city of Buluo, and his sword was very clever, and he had a sword skill that was passed down, which was unintentionally obtained by the old slave, and was called 'Golden Crow Guanri', please advise the ninth prince." ”

The words fell, and a dazzling golden glow burst out from his sword, with the lake as the center, a small sun rose within a radius of dozens of miles, and the picturesque wind fiber was reflected by the light, and at a certain moment, all the light shrank, as if it was chased by the darkness, but the golden glow on the sword did not weaken a bit, and at a certain moment, the golden glow shrouded Feng Jiu entirely.

Feng Jiu said: "The ancestor of the Heavenly Sword once created the 'Heavenly Absolute Sword', which is the strongest sword, please also advise." His body didn't move, and the power of the primordial god grabbed the star power by itself, and the sword seal suddenly appeared and slashed down.

Click!

The golden glow exploded, like golden spots that patronized the ruins of the castle after the war, silently telling of the heroic and the miserable. When all the visions disappeared, Wang Ze's body slowly fell, and the rising sun shone down, reflecting the old man's peaceful face that lived up to his faith, as if he had just fallen asleep after the vigil.

PS: This is Feng Jiu that only I can write!