Chapter 140: The Secret of the Sword Order

As soon as he entered, a yellow shadow rushed directly in front of Xiao Fan with a disgusting fishy smell: "It's still you, the feeling of being killed by you last time makes me unforgettable, but now it's ......"

What appeared was the Chiyan Yellow Ghost Python that made Xiao Fan break half a year ago, the cultivation of the third grade of the first level seemed to be much simpler this time, the vitality on the body was not lifted and stabbed out with a sword, and it sank straight into the center of the snake's head, and the sword blade suddenly turned The Chiyan Yellow Ghost Python directly turned into a red ray and submerged into Xiao Fan's body.

Continuing to walk forward, he passed through a light curtain, and it was a figure on the seventh floor, standing there with a long sword, without any vitality fluctuations on his body, but the sword intent at the peak of the fourth grade was condensed to a peak.

Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he touched the sword in his hand, and he also didn't use any vitality to condense the four-grade sword intent and directly rushed towards the man, the battle between the two did not involve any vitality, it was just a simple sword intent competition, although Xiao Fan had successfully condensed the five-grade sword intent, but the artistic conception was far worse than the person's four-grade sword intent, and he was barely supported by defeat for a while, even so, he did not use the five-grade sword intent.

Time flies, Xiao Fan stayed on the seventh floor for two days and two nights, the battle has not stopped, and the sword intent of the peak of the four grades has become more and more complete, reaching a new height.

"Alright, let's get it done. Xiao Fan suddenly stopped, put the Spirit Splitting Sword in the Cambridge, held the hilt of the sword in his hand, held his breath, and suddenly drew his sword at the moment when the man rushed over, and a white sword light came out violently......

I don't know if Xiao Fan was delusional or if it really happened, the person who was condensed by the path of trial actually grinned at him, and then turned into red and disappeared into his body under the splitting of the ground.

Xiao Fan was a little stunned and recalled the smile of the person just now, as if it was a relieved smile from the elders who were recognized by the juniors, which made him very awkward, and after struggling for a while, he finally sat cross-legged and digested the sword intent he comprehended from here, and unconsciously the five-grade sword intent seemed to be more complete.

It was another two hours, and after Xiao Fan's strength returned to the peak state, he stepped directly into the eighth layer of the enchantment, or as expected, this time the guard of the five-grade sword intent, the long sword in his hand exuded a sharp sword aura, not only that, but that person also had a fluctuation of vitality.

"Is this the power possessed by the peak sword intent of the five grades? Sure enough, he is still far behind. Xiao Fan was full of fighting spirit, and he didn't hide all the clumsy cultivation, and stood with the gatekeeper.

Although the gatekeeper has the upper hand steadily, Xiao Fan is strong, it is strong, Xiao Fan is weak, it is weak, just like a powerful teacher slowly teaching his disciples.

After Xiao Fan figured it out a little, he no longer used his vitality and only used simple sword intent to hone his sword skills, and the mid-grade flame sword duel given by Zhuge Zong was a good choice.

Xiao Fan and the gatekeeper fought for seven days and seven nights without stopping at all, and the sword intent was also rising by leaps and bounds, the peak sword intent of the fifth grade was a fourteen-year-old boy, and I am afraid that I would not be able to find a palm of talent in the ten countries.

"Thank you for your advice, but that's enough for now. Xiao Fan stepped back and bent down to the gatekeeper and said a word, and then stood up, the five-grade sword intent on his body condensed to a peak, and the thunder and fire vitality continued to intertwine and poured into the spirit sword, and a layer of thunder fire gradually ignited on the sword body.

"Flame Eater Slash!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Fan jumped forward, and a huge spirit splitting sword phantom condensed behind him, burning a raging thunder fire, and slashed directly at the gatekeeper.

A sword fell, and the gatekeeper instantly turned into red light and directly sank into Xiao Fan's body.

"I don't know what the ninth floor is, and whether I can break through it. Xiao Fan looked at the light curtain that slowly appeared, and muttered, and sat down cross-legged to breathe, this time it took a long time, and it was also because of prudence, after all, the ninth layer of the trial path listened to the great elders, and they said that it had been a hundred years, and no one had broken through.

A day later, Xiao Fan stepped into the ninth-layer light curtain with the Spirit Splitting Sword in his hand on full alert.

"Take it easy, little one. A voice rang out, and Xiao Fan looked at it and saw a middle-aged man standing not far from him, without any sword intent and vitality fluctuations on his body, his hair was so messy that it looked like a bird's nest, and his tattered clothes were extremely untidy, like a beggar on the side of the road.

Even so, Xiao Fan didn't dare to despise the middle-aged man in front of him who looked a little familiar, and arched his hand: "Senior, you are the gatekeeper of the ninth level?"

"I am indeed the gatekeeper of the ninth layer of this trial road, but the test is not in a hurry to start, you play a game of chess with me first, TMD I have been bored here for five hundred years, and there is no one to talk to, the Goshawk Sect is really lonely, and no one has been able to climb to the ninth layer over the years, it is really ridiculous. ”

The middle-aged man said and directly beckoned Xiao Fandao to sit down beside him, and waved his hand, only to see a chessboard appear in front of him: "You go out first." ”

Xiao Fan was a little confused, I really don't know this, where do I have time to play chess on weekdays?

"Come and I'll teach you, hold the sunspot and fall into the sky. The voice of the devouring mink sounded like a savior, and Xiao Fan did as he said.

After about three hours of chess, the middle-aged man said with a little excitement: "Boy, I didn't see that your chess skills are so profound, not bad, it's not bad that it's rare for a young man like you to be patient, let me introduce myself, my name is Ji Ren, what about you, boy?"

Xiao Fan glanced at the chessboard, which he couldn't understand at all, and pressed down a sunspot again according to what Xiao Mink said: "Seniors, juniors, Xiao Fan." ”

"That's right, by the way, what is the highest realm of the Goshawk Sect now?"

Ji Ren looked at the chess game, his brows tightened, and he kept thinking about it, asking without saying a word, as if five hundred years of loneliness had not smoothed out his restless temperament at all.

"Nirvana Realm Primary. ”

Ji Ren's hand holding the chess pieces seemed to freeze in mid-air, and it didn't fall for a long time: "The Goshawk Sect, which was at its peak at the beginning, actually fell into such a field, it's really ...... If the old guy had any knowledge, I'm afraid he would have to jump out and lift the coffin board. ”

Xiao Fan didn't dare to respond when he heard it, who knows what the old guy he said was coming from, but what he was sure of was definitely the big man of the original Goshawk Sect, you must know that this Ji Ren has been here for five hundred years, where can ordinary people live so long.

Ji Ren saw that Xiao Fan didn't speak and continued: "By the way, you have the breath of my old friend, how are they now, are they still suppressing the demon clan there?"

Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously remembered what had happened in the ancient mysterious realm in his mind.

"Hey, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it, let's play chess first. Ji Ren was a little anxious when he saw that Xiao Fan had not moved for a long time.

"No seniors, the kid came into contact with the seniors of the ancient god clan by chance, and was fortunate enough to get their recognition and obtained some inheritance, I remember they said that the demon seal was loosened and would be born soon, and then they strengthened the seal again at the cost of their lives......"

In the end, Xiao Fan's tone couldn't help but carry a little sadness.

Ji Ren was stunned for a moment, and only after a long time did he smile bitterly: "Hundreds of years of consumption, I'm afraid their divine power has long been exhausted, even if they fight for their lives, they can only seal the monster for decades." ”

Xiao Fan didn't answer, and played chess according to Xiao Mink's instructions, and Ji Ren didn't speak for the next day and night, and all three games of chess ended with Xiao Mink winning.

"Alright, no more! Ji Ren stood up and looked at Xiao Fan and continued: "The ninth level is much simpler, I beat you, you will continue to beat me anyway, just be prepared to be beaten." ”

As the words fell, the surrounding scenery turned into a martial arts platform, Xiao Fan's face turned dark, what kind of test is this called being beaten?But he still asked: "Seniors don't know what I have to do to pass the ninth level?"

"It's okay when you can take my attack. Ji Ren said that a wooden stick appeared directly in his hand, and the figure flickered with a gust of wind, and the next second it appeared directly in front of Xiao Fan, and a stick was pumped on his back.

Ji Ren's action was extremely measured, not only not letting Xiao Fan really get hurt, but also making him feel the pain in his body clearly.

It's just that Xiao Fan's body has been beaten thousands of times in two hours, and the whole person has bitten his lips out of blood marks because of the pain teeth, and the clothes on his body have already been wet with cold sweat, which under Ji Ren's terrifying body, no one can break through this ninth layer.

"Kid, admit defeat, why suffer such a crime, break into the ninth layer Even five hundred years ago, you were a brilliant person, why are you so stubborn?"

Ji Ren's body image was like a gust of wind, and when he noticed it, the stick had already been beaten hard.

Xiao Fanqiang squeezed out a smile: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, since it is the ninth level, then there must be a way to clear the customs, but I am a little dull and haven't realized it, the master and I have said a word, no matter at any time, the swordsman should move forward bravely and would rather not bend!"

"In that case, then don't blame me!"

Ji Ren's speed was a few points faster between speaking, and the stick in his hand fell on Xiao Fan's body like a storm, but whenever he reacted and fought back, Ji Ren was already five meters away.

I don't know how long it took, but I always felt that it was difficult to survive this time, but like this, my whole body ached, and the stick fell on me from time to time.

"Xiao Fan, why are you so stupid. The voice of the God Eater Sable suddenly sounded.

"You said it easily, how could that ghostly speed be able to catch it, let alone dodge his attacks. Xiao Fan replied angrily.

"If you can't see with your eyes, then close your eyes and feel with your heart, sometimes what you see is not necessarily true. ”

Xiao Fan's body suddenly burst into a sip when he listened to the words of the God Devouring Mink, slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his somewhat chaotic breathing, and let the stick fall on his body.

When you close your eyes, you can see darkness, but when you calm down, you can feel the flow of air.

Time passed slowly for more than an hour, and a gust of wind blew through Xiao Fan's slightly sideways body, and the spirit splitting sword in his hand suddenly blocked in front of him, directly blocking the stick.

Ji Ren didn't give Xiao Fan time to be happy, and the stick in his hand struck out again.

"Qiang ......"

"Qiang !......"

"Qiang !!......"

Seeing this, Ji Ren threw away the stick in his hand, looked at Xiao Fan who was slowly sitting cross-legged and smiled and muttered: "Yes, it is a manufacturable material, and in just two days, I have already understood the meaning of the beginner sword heart." ”

Xiao Fan sat there and seemed to have entered a wonderful state, which lasted for two days, and when he woke up, his eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at Ji Ren who was not far away and stood up and bowed over: "Thank you seniors for your advice." ”

"It's your own creation, I'm just giving you a chance. Ji Ren waved his hand, as if he was sitting on an inconsequential matter: "This time you have passed the ninth layer, the first reward is that the red marrow essence qi cleanser will be carried out by this seat to protect the Dharma for a while." As he spoke, he paused slightly, his fingers slightly provoked Xiao Fan's sword order and spirit splitting sword, and flew directly into his hand, his eyes stopped on it, looking like an old friend, and after a long time, he slowly looked at Xiao Fan's puzzled gaze and continued: "Don't look at me like this, do you know that the spirit splitting sword and sword order were originally my things?"

Xiao Fan's heart was shocked, and he thought of Peng Chong in his mind, Duan Lingxiao had warned him about the Splitting Spirit Sword and the Sword Order for a long time before he said, "Could it be that the secret hidden by the Sword Order and the Splitting Spirit Sword is related to the seniors?"

"Haha, naturally, the so-called secret is just a legacy I left back then, and it's not a big deal. Ji Ren laughed out loud and said proudly in his tone.

"Inheritance, then I don't know where your old man is buried?"

Hearing that, Ji Ren's face darkened suddenly: "You just died, that's the inheritance place I left behind, not the place where I was buried, understand?!"

Xiao Fan looked at Ji Ren and smiled excitedly, but he was more surprised in his heart.

"Senior, you haven't died in five hundred years?"

Ji Ren was stunned and shook his head slightly: "I don't know, when I ascended, I owed that old guy a favor to leave an idea to guard this trial road, but then I lost contact with the body, so I don't know if I am dead or not." ”

Xiao Fan nodded: "Then where is your inheritance, there should have been a lot of good things left behind, this thing can't be cheap to outsiders." ”

"You bastard boy thinks about that little thing all day long, but I really can't say, but you have to remember that there are times in life when you have to have it, and you don't want to ask for it all the time in life, if you blindly force it, it will only waste your blessings in vain. ”

Xiao Fan listened to the obscure words, nodded, and seemed to have some clarity in his heart.

"Okay, sit on the ground, and I'll help you absorb the red pith essence you get. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan sat on the ground obediently, Ji Ren waved his hand, and a ball of red pith essence the size of a basketball slowly condensed, and finally wrapped Xiao Fan's whole person.

It took three full hours, Xiao Fan finally absorbed the red marrow essence qi into his body, and sixty percent of the effect of it had not had time to refine, although his cultivation did not break through, but he was also stable at the peak of the first level of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

"Okay, then there's the second thing, I'm going to help you refine the Sword Order and the Spirit Splitting Sword again to further improve their quality, and after that, my consciousness will dissipate. ”

Xiao Fan frowned when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "If this is at the cost of the dissipation of the consciousness of the predecessors, then don't refine it." ”

Ji Ren's heart warmed and then waved his hand slightly: "It's okay, even if you don't appear, my idea will dissipate in another fifty years, after all, it has existed for too many years, and there is too much loneliness in it, and dissipation may not be a good thing for me, but after that, there will be no path to the extreme realm, which can be regarded as a pity." ”