At the top of the fairy mountain, the fog is thousands of feet high, the white clouds cannot appear, and the thunder unites the group.

In the gathering of the top of the fairy mountain, the black clouds obscured the sun, the high mountains stood proudly, and the white mist was about to spread.

Taibai Xian Mountain is ten thousand zhang high, the mountain range below stretches for dozens of miles, and now looking at it, the white mist is filled, the towering trees are not visible, and the insects, birds, and beasts are not heard.

Looking up, the thunder was surging, the thunder exploded, and beyond the sky, only the black clouds above this immortal mountain condensed.

Born with a vision, there will be demon beasts to cross the catastrophe.

Seeing this scene, Ye Luo, who was on top of the high mountain, had an extremely heavy expression. Thirteen years after he was born, he saw the momentum of the catastrophe with his own eyes for the first time, among the clouds, the thunder was prominent, exploded and opened, and the black clouds rolled, like a dragon entangled, and it had a shocking momentum.

On one side, the 10,000-year-old tree demon stands, with a melancholy face, and now at this moment, noon is coming, and the thunder is coming.

"It's only one day of thunder, what's the fear?" the old tree demon also understands human speech, and between the words, there seems to be a tragic meaning.

Now that the sword immortal has passed away, the only reliance is immovable. The sky and thunder are ahead, and the only way to face them calmly is to face them.

The young man's heart moved, and the dark red sword appeared in front of him with a wave of his hand. The long sword is five feet and three inches, the boy is only thirteen years old this year, and his height is only six feet.

The sword stood out, the whole body was dark red, and the blade of the sword was cold. Both hands stretched out, and they held together, and under the handle, the dragon was entrenched.

"Cang 、、、" moved his strength, his hands went down, the sword roared protrusively, thousands of feet high, and the sword sound pierced the tranquility, like a string sound outside the sky.

The tip of a one-foot sword pierced into the ground in front of him, and the long sword stood in front of him, and his hands caressed the end of the sword.

"Respect Master's ambition to help you survive this calamity. I am not afraid" The young man stood proudly, wearing an old rag robe, and a pair of shining eyes looked at the black clouds above his head, and his expression did not change. Master's will is my will.

There are three major calamities in the life of a different cultivator, 10,000 years of cultivation, spiritual enlightenment, and the tribulation of heaven and thunder. Thirty-three years later, for a son, he crossed the heavens and fires, and sixty-six years later, for a son, he crossed the cold and ice tribulations. If you live for the rest of your life after the catastrophe, in the next ninety-nine years, the avenue will return to your heart, you can have an epiphany of the great realm, and if you have a chance, you can also advance to the rank of divine beasts.

And the Dryad has been cultivating for 10,000 years, and his spiritual wisdom has been opened, and the sky is thundering. Thunder tribulation, only one thunder, if the thunder is born, then peace for thirty-three years, this is not mentioned.

In the second immortal forest, there is a shadow. Tiger back bear waist, a black bear face, head long bull horns, long ears to hear, see its height of five zhang, feet on the ground, raised eyes and looked at the fairy mountain, look solemn, silent for a long time said, "This tree demon is really not afraid of death, a hundred years ago, the disaster of thunder, but also forgot the ear?"

This beast is called the Bear Mountain Armor Beast, which is among the spirit beasts. A hundred years ago, after the thunder tribulation, the rest of his life, but he was seriously injured, he could not come out for a hundred years, he recuperated in this immortal forest, and the heavenly fire tribulation was even more extravagant, and the thunder tribulation of a hundred years was enough to make him tortured, and behind him, there was a scar the size of a bowl, which was caused by the thunder.

Today, when I saw that there were alien cultivators who wanted to cross the catastrophe again, my heart moved, and the thunder of the past was like yesterday, and I was deeply touched.

A hundred years ago, with the help of a monk's body, the technique of a fake contract was realized, so that the sky thundered and fell, the monk's body turned into nothingness, and the sky thunder also injured itself. Although the technique of fake contract is ingenious, it is not a complete strategy, the stronger the monk's physique, the lower the danger, but the powerful monk is difficult to capture, if he breaks into the human realm because of his crossing, it will also cause a war between the monk and the cultivator.

Now the situation in the three states, don't say that in this barren state where spiritual power is scarce, the power of the human race is far from being comparable to that of different cultivators, and the appearance of the spirit array master and the Dan master has greatly enhanced the strength of the cultivators. Big ~ mage (formation master) alone is enough to resist the attack of a cultivator among the divine beasts, not to mention the spirit beasts.

As the monks grew, the different cultivators weakened. If it triggers a war between the two sides, it will be a catastrophe for the cultivators.

It is said that the old tree demon looked at the churning thunderclouds, which exploded from time to time, and his heart was also panting, his own physique is wood attribute, and the strength of his physique is not comparable to that of beasts, and the calamities such as heavenly thunder and heavenly fire are all restrained wood attributes, and in terms of the five elements, this is extremely unfavorable.

Practicing for 10,000 years, for the sake of the three tribulations of heaven and earth, waiting on the side of the sword immortal stele, relying on the method of breathing given by the sword immortal to practice, and now it is just the beginning of gathering spiritual wisdom, this day thunder tribulation thought that the sword immortal would help him, and he didn't want things to change.

"Sassy 、、、" Just as the old dryad hesitated, the small branch sticking out from one side trembled. The young man looked at the dryad like this, and gently tugged at the branch with one right hand, "I also know that you have cultivated for 10,000 years to have spiritual wisdom, and the hardships are even more indescribable. Since Master is willing to help you, you don't have to. I have memorized the formula by heart, and when the sky thunders and falls, with the help of the master, I will definitely break this catastrophe. In all such things, you should do your best to protect them, and if you slip through the cracks, you can protect yourself."

The little boy, when he said this, it also made the dryad a little ashamed. It is also a coincidence, I originally wanted to use this young man's body to realize the art of fake contracts, but who knew that in this immortal mountain, it also achieved this young man's chance. Heaven and earth are created, and everything changes unknowably, but now, it is a little child to help him.

Isn't it worth a child to cultivate for 10,000 years? And not to make fellow cultivators laugh, "If the sky and thunder are invincible, you can also leave." This has nothing to do with you, so why bother doing it. With the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, the road in the future will definitely be extraordinary, and it is better for you to keep your life and go to the world to see it than to nest in this small ravine for the rest of your life."

Ye Luo was speechless, what the old tree demon said was right, but he didn't agree, he inherited the sword immortal, inherited the will of the swordsman, and helping the old tree demon survive the thunder tribulation was also the master's trust, how could he be so untrustworthy. If it is because he has not been a swordsman for a long time, he will not have the will of a swordsman, and his words are like swords, and he will not regret it.

"Boom、、、boom、、、boom boom、、、" three thunderbolts exploded overhead, and the thick black clouds seemed to be entangled by thousands of dragons, and the whole sky darkened in an instant, and here, it was bleak.

The young man held a sword in both hands, and countless branches on the top of the old dryad's head were entrenched, forming a large net large enough to cover the top of the mountain, and almost all the cultivation of the past ten thousand years was poured into it.

"Ready, coming、、、" The old dryad almost shouted, and at this moment the wind roared, flying sand and rocks, trees flying upside down, and white mist blowing away.

All of a sudden, the world changed again.

The wind swept and the clouds roared, and the roar was like a god;

Thousands of miles of strong winds gather, and the wind and clouds are angry at the top of the fairy mountain;

Black clouds cover the sun and there is no light, and the wind howls and roars the mountains and rocks;

The dragon in the cloud blows up the thunder, and the sword in the wind cuts the spirit wood;

The world is bleak and no one is dead, and the different cultivators cross the sky and thunder;

The three thunderbolts are eye-catching, who dares to cross the catastrophe of life and death?

As soon as the words came out, the young man's eyes closed, and the dark red long sword stood in front of him, his hands sealed, attracting sword qi.

The sword technique changes frequently, one inhalation and one moment, the surrounding space fluctuates, the wind stops in front, the black clouds dare not speak, the surrounding aura changes, and the sword intent comes out of the immortal mountain.

The "Buzzing 、、、、" handprint became faster and faster, and the Soul Breaking Sword was uninvited, trembling violently, and the sword qi came out from the top of the Immortal Mountain.

Although this sword trick is sealed by a young man, the sword qi is left by the sword immortal. The last breath turned into a sword qi attached to the sword body, and today the thunder is coming, he will urge the magic trick and use the sword qi to resist the heavenly thunder.

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"、、、"

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The sound of a sword roar rose from the sky, and where the sword intent was, the sword qi changed, transforming into a long sword.

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Shen, Chen

The mudras are still moving, and the mantra is still moving.

One after another, sword qi flew around his body, and there were thousands of sword qi.

The old dryad looked at the young man on the side, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little confident in his heart.

"Boom、、、 boom、、、、" Just as the sword qi condensed, and the sword intent crisscrossed the immortal mountain, the thunder roared in the black clouds overhead, and the power of the thunder was as thick as an arm.

The birds and beasts of prey have already left the fairy mountain, retreating thousands of miles to hide.

The young man tightened ~ gritted his teeth, although this sword qi was left by the master, but he needed to exert it himself, the powerful breath was enough to suppress himself, and at the same time control thousands of sword qi, if it was not the only wisp of divine consciousness left by the sword immortal, he was afraid that he would have been pierced by the sword qi a long time ago, and now he can only insist. The lethality of this sword qi is far beyond his imagination, and this sword is enough to destroy a region.

The old dryad's tens of thousands of branches kept forming protective nets above his head, as long as his own defensive nets could offset the slightest thunderbolt power, the young man's pressure would be reduced, and the chances of success would increase by one point.

Ten thousand dragons converged and entangled, and the black clouds instantly condensed.

"Sasa," the moment the time went to the cloud, this piece of heaven and earth seemed to suddenly stand still.

The black clouds all converged, and the tumbling thunderclouds were like dragons, intertwining with each other, and finally forming a thunderbolt force that was three feet thick.

Thousands of sword qi flew in the Immortal Mountain, and a huge network of branches and large nets took shape above his head, which was covered with the powerful spiritual power condensed by the Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon.

"Boom 、、、" in an instant, the sound of thunder resounded through the nine skies, and a thunderous power like a dragon rushed down, one ~ purging ~ thousand ~ miles.

Its momentum is so great, as evidenced by poetry:

The clouds thundered in the nine days, and ten thousand dragons rushed out~ out;

The thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a roar broke the sky;

Don't say that the immortals of heaven and earth, the immortals of Daluo also avoid suspicion;

Thunder falls on the world, mountains and rivers, regardless of whether it is a god or a fairy.

"Break the spirit, out," a roar, the sword roared thousands of miles, the young man pinched the trick with his left hand, and the sword style with his right hand, until the sky.

The dark red long sword flew up, the sword intent roared, and thousands of miles away, a red light was seen rising into the sky. Good Sword:

The fall of the sword immortal is the will of heaven, and the road at the end of the year meets the chance;

As soon as the spirit is broken, the darkness of the heavens and the earth is broken, and the spiritual power is like a sea overturning;

The sword qi is as wild as a battle, and the sword intent is across the heavens and the earth;

Thousands of sword qi rose to the thunder, and the blood-red dragon changed thousands of opportunities.

The Spirit-Breaking Sword was the first to swoop out, and thousands of sword qi followed closely together, forming a huge sword rainbow. The dark red color pierced the sky, and the sword qi surged and scattered in all directions.

Within a hundred miles, all the spiritual power gathered, and the Broken Spirit Sword returned like a divine sword.

The power of thunder fell thousands of miles in the sky, and a pillar of thunder slammed down.

A blue light, a blood-red sword.

One fell from the sky, and the other rose from the earth.

A thunderbolt, a sword qi burned.

A storm gathers, and an aura turns.

Just between the lines of heaven and earth, two mighty forces smashed through this originally peaceful earth.

Mountains and rocks rolled down, plants and trees flew upside down, spiritual power collapsed, and spirits retreated.

Thousands of miles away, you can hear the sound of the sky, and thousands of miles away, you can see the spiritual waves rolling.

This thunder changes the color of the heavens and the earth, and this sword makes the mountains and rocks crack.

The spiritual wave approached down, and the huge net formed by the branches was instantly torn apart, and the old tree's figure flew out upside down.

The young man's body was hit hard, and a mouthful of essence blood crossed his eyes, his expression changed, and his body fell from Taibai Immortal Mountain.

Qinghe Village is thousands of miles away from the mountains, but it is turbulent. In the fairy forest, the beasts fled one after another, the river was broken, and on the edge of the cliff, the rocks rolled down, and the grass and trees were broken.

A thunderbolt hits the sky, and thousands of miles are implicated by it.

Looking at the horizon again, the thunder flashed, and one after another thunder arcs jumped down, hitting the body of the old tree.

The branches burned, white smoke rose, and the thunder arc followed one after another, and kept falling.

"The power of the spirit tree, ten thousand forests gather" The old tree demon recited the mantra, and countless tiny branches stretched out from the roots of the tree under his body, deeply rooted in the ground.

At the same time as the magic seal was impressed, the grass and trees that originally grew in Taibai Immortal Mountain gradually withered, and the originally green spirit grass instantly lost its vitality and turned into a pile of dry firewood.

The old dryad's body began to emerge with green light, and the branches kept stretching, forming a series of protections around its body.

A wave of power poured into the body from the roots of the tree under his feet, and the branches spread on his body.

1st, 2nd, 3rd floor、、、

Layer after layer of protection wrapped around his body, and the thunderbolt arced down to destroy the layer, and with the help of the power of the spirit wood, it grew again.

The withered grass and trees began around the Taibai Immortal Mountain and spread outward at an extremely fast speed. One, two, three、、、 counted the time, and within a radius of ten miles, it turned into a barrenness.

、、、The last arc of lightning leaped down and struck the old dryad's body.

The old dryad spat out a puff of green smoke from his mouth, and at the same time, his body emitted black smoke from the falling thunder arc, and there was a smell of burning plants and trees all around.

This thunder is only for a moment. However, at this moment, all the plants and trees in the fairy mountain turned into nothingness, and the proud sword was not completely resisted, but the power has been extremely reduced, and what fell on the old tree demon was not the power of thunder, but the extremely small power of the thunder arc, even so, the old tree demon was also injured, and the first gathering of spiritual wisdom, although there were 10,000 years of cultivation, but in terms of grass and trees, the 10,000-year cultivation was still very shallow.

It is said that the young man Ye Luo was seriously injured by that force, and his body fell off Taibai Immortal Mountain, and his life and death are unknown.

Looking at the sky, the black clouds slowly dissipated, and a ray of light once again penetrated the black clouds and shone on the fairy mountain.

"Have you succeeded in becoming a 、、、?" Even though he was an old tree demon who had practiced for 10,000 years, he felt a ray of light on his body, and his heart was very excited, he really succeeded in crossing the tribulation, and walked through the first tribulation of the alien cultivator.

The body shook, and a figure walked beside him at least for a long time, and pulled it up casually, and walked towards a mountain forest.

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When Ye Luo woke up, I don't know how much time had passed, and it was still the familiar scene, a few grass and wood houses, and a few broken utensils in the house.

I don't know who sent me back? I don't know how long I was asleep.

The boy got up and looked at himself, and all the clothes on his body that had been sewn and mended were torn, like a man named Hanako. He took out a robe from a wooden box, which was a brand new one, a gift from the village chief a year ago.

Over the past year, I have been reluctant to wear it, for fear of staining this very new dress. Today, he had no more clothes to wear, and the only remaining rag was destroyed, so he had to take out this treasure.

And before that, it was too bizarre like a dream bubble, and the young man put on his robe and walked out of the courtyard.

At this time, the sun is shining. The young man's mind moved, and with a wave of his right hand, a dark red long sword appeared in his hand, only to confirm, "It turned out that it was not a dream, it was real."

The sword was as tall as himself, and although it was not difficult to wield, it was very clumsy.

In the catastrophe of the Immortal Mountain, the spiritual power left by the sword immortal was almost exhausted, and as for the sword qi, there was no way to talk about it. But fortunately, the Sword Immortal left a cultivation method.

In the vast world, the swordsman is unique, relying not on divine consciousness, spiritual power, and magic circle, but on strength.

The strength of the swordsman is determined by the strength of the swordsman, and the lowest level of strength is according to the practice of qi sword.

Being able to cast a sword qi is called the first level of the Qi Cultivation Sword.

Casting two sword qi is called the second layer of the qi training sword.

By analogy, the Qi Sword is divided into nine layers. Above the ninth layer is the level of swordsmanship, swordsmanship has three points, if it is another layer of realm, it is the small realm of the swordsman, and it is also commonly known as the swordsmanship Xiaocheng.

The cultivation of sword qi relies on qi, and the reliance on qiqi is not simply cultivation, but also cultivation. Only by constantly improving one's own qi and improving one's own strength can one exert one's sword qi.

If it is judged by his current strength, Ye Luo can't even use a sword qi, in other words, he can't even practice qi at the first level.

Everything in the world is tied to one word, and this word is a 'diligence'. The road of cultivation is long and its cultivation is long, and it requires diligent study and hard practice.

Swordsmanship is not about many, but about being fine. The condensation of sword qi is no longer in force, but in potential.

The qi of swordsmanship is not cultivated with spiritual power, but with vitality.

In the heaven and earth where all the spirits breathe, there is not only spiritual power but also yuan power, these two forces complement each other and are born together, and the combination of the two forms the qi between heaven and earth.

There is a book in heaven and earth, which reads: Heaven and earth are chaotic, chaos begins to open, and it stops in three parts. A point of heaven, a point of earth, a point of gas.

There are clouds in the Taoist book: Tao gives birth to one, life two, two rituals give birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, and gossip plays all things.

Qi is like a gossip, yin and yang are combined, and the opposite is true. Spiritual power is softness, Yuan Li is rigidity, spiritual power is Yin, then Yuan Li is Yang.

It is said that in the next time, in addition to going to the Third Immortal Forest to chop some firewood for cooking and eating, he is to cultivate his vitality all day, and this practice is more than half a month.

"Huh、、、" The young man sat cross-legged in the room, exhaled in one breath, and slowly lowered his hands.

The brows are furrowed, and under careful thought, the divine consciousness is introverted, and there are words appearing in the sea of knowledge, and the book says:

The cultivation of vitality only focuses on its meaning, not its form. The gravitational force, the meridians, converge in the dantian. The sword qi comes out, out of the heart, not out of the dantian.

The young man scratched his head, he hadn't figured out what he meant by this. Yuan power converges in the dantian, why does the sword qi come out, not out of the dantian, but out of the heart?

"What is the explanation of the so-called heart?" muttered the young man, puzzled.

While the young man was puzzled, a figure quietly stepped into this dilapidated courtyard.

I don't know who it is, what happened, and what happened next.