Sending Beikui away, Feng Entourage postponed his plan to enter the Sword Shrine, and the cave mansion retreated, and it took nearly ten days to cultivate to finally advance to the fifth layer of the innate realm.

"Zhenyuan is several percent stronger, it feels really good...... "Only when the strength is strong, can you have the power to protect yourself, and the backers will fall."

Feng accompanied him to practice swordsmanship for a while, and during this period of time, in addition to practicing exercises, in his spare time, he was looking through the classics of the sect and understanding some basic common sense in the cultivation world.

"Well, this mess should be disposed of too. ”

Before entering the sword mound, Feng Entourage sold all the useless things on his body to the trading hall of the sect. There are nearly ten books of exercises and martial arts, as well as the results of the demon beasts hunted in the Guangfeng Mountains, etc., and a major cleanup has been carried out.

Although the pill is useful for improving cultivation, Feng Entourage saw the relevant record from a classic, 'It is a medicine with three poisons'.

The alchemy of the Danshi is better with the two attributes of fire and wood, but no matter how high the quality of the elixir is, it must contain impurities, which is the so-called 'erysipelas'.

Of course, 'erysipelas' can also be eliminated, but no matter what, for a top-level qualified monk, using elixirs to cultivate will do more harm than good.

"A cultivator must be down-to-earth, not accumulating steps, and not reaching thousands of miles. Feng Suixing was quite satisfied with his cultivation progress, except for those healing pills, he didn't plan to swallow any pills casually.

All the messy things were sold, and Feng Suixing got nearly 3,000 meritorious deeds, such a large amount of sect merit points were enough to make any disciple of the Innate Realm blush. Under the mad gaze of the deacon's disciples, the wind accompanied his scalp tingling and hurriedly left the trading hall.

"Who is that junior disciple?How come there are so many exercises and pills for sale?" A disciple of the sect who came to trade had been silently paying attention and couldn't help asking.

"What's the matter with you, get out of ......" Although the deacon disciple was also red-eyed, he was worried in his heart, Feng Entourage was likely to be targeted, and once something happened, he would find out if he didn't get it right.

Feng Suixing was annoyed, although there were a lot of merits in the token, but he suffered a big loss, no wonder there were so many stalls in the sect.

"It's really dark, it's ......", Feng Accompanied remembered the innate exercises in Guangfeng City, starting with 100,000 spirit stones, and the trading hall of the sect was almost given away for free.

An innate exercise, in the Burial Sword Sect, has almost no value, but outside, for monks who urgently need the innate exercise, it is a sky-high price.

I don't know that the wind follows me, this is the unspoken rule of the cultivation world, and as there are more and more monks, the supply of resources has become the biggest problem. In the end, under the call of some powerful forces, the cultivation world drew a chasm in the innate realm, and the sale of innate exercises was only one of them.

The sword mound, the largest foundation of the burial sword sect, it is said that when the general sect set up a sub-sect, each sub-sect will have a small sword mound.

There are many restrictions on the cultivation of the Sword Shrine, and the Burial Sword Sect is not accessible to everyone, and many disciples who have just entered the Burial Sword Sect do not have this qualification at all, and they don't even know the existence of the Sword Shrine.

Cultivation has reached the Condensation Realm, and there is no need to apply to enter the Sword Shrine, top talents or core disciples, entering the Sword Shrine for cultivation need to report, and other ordinary disciples do not have this benefit.

Yang Kaihua helped Feng Entourage apply to Shang Xiufeng, the formalities went quite smoothly, Feng Entourage didn't know it, Ling Lengtong helped him give him the green light.

Feng Entourage had been looking forward to the sword mound for a long time, and when he walked into the sword mound, he saw thousands of swords, piles and clusters, everywhere.

"Strange! so many swords?" the wind followed and walked deeper and deeper.

Some swords were in the air, making a clear groan; some swords, the body of the sword began to decay, as if it would be weathered at any time; and some swords, the body of the sword still had dirty blood, although many years had passed, the murderous and evil aura on it still had not dissipated.

The disciples of the sect sat down, or the sword weapons obtained from the outside experience, they would be thrown into the sword mound, and over time, there were more and more sword weapons in the sword mound.

"It is said that the sword is a gentleman among soldiers, and it can be killed, where is the gentleman?"

Feng Suixing sneered in his heart, he never believed in this kind of strange talk, a weapon of killing, and he also talked about a gentleman, which only increased his laughter......

Feng walked aimlessly towards the sword mound, and most of the tea passed, and he didn't feel the sword intent at all, so he couldn't help but be dazed.

Sword Intent?Artistic Conception...... The sword mound is so big, where can I comprehend it?

In the sword mound, comprehending the sword intent is all based on chance, and if the comprehension is not enough, if there is no chance, it will never be understood. Besides, even if there are occasional genius disciples in the sect who have comprehended the sword intent, which one is not a broom self-cherishing?

With the authority of the wind to accompany him, there are not many relevant classics in the Gong Pavilion, and there are not many people who have the right to look through them, and he has found no records related to sword intent.

"If only someone had some advice. ”

The wind was helpless, and after walking in the sword mound for more than half an hour, suddenly, a wonderful idea arose.

"If I am in the sword shrine and guided by the artistic conception of the wind, will it resonate with the sword weapon?"

I have to say that this is a bold idea, just do it when you think of it, and the wind will draw out the Wuming sword, "Flowing wind, killing ......"

In the sword mound, the wind practiced the sword trick with him, and integrated into the artistic conception of the wind...... In mid-air, the sword intent passed, drawing waves one after another, sweeping from the sword weapon.

Soon, the sword weapons changed, some shook a little, and seemed to respond, but the vast majority of the sword weapons were still lifeless.

It works...... The sword intent is connected, the sword has spirituality, and the mystery is self-revealed.

"Chopping the wind, come again......"

The wind continued to go deeper, and the sword continued to be released, and the deeper it went, the more the sword shook more and more. The sword weapon has a spirit, and he is more and more sure, unless those 'death swords' that are too old and no longer have any spirituality.

Swords are related to the lives of monks, even if the owners of these swords have been dead for many years, but the little 'mystery of the sword' attached to them by sword cultivation can still exist for many years, which is the origin of the sword mound.

The guess of the wind entourage is right, those mysteries that remain on the sword can help the extremely qualified genius to comprehend the sword intent.

Suddenly, a sword broke through the air, killing Xiang Feng and accompanying him, Feng Sui was startled, and immediately took out his sword, and the two sides fought together.

"What a fast sword, such a sharp sword, what kind of artistic conception is this?" If you don't comprehend the artistic conception of the wind, I'm afraid you can't keep up with the other party in terms of speed, but this is just a sword weapon that has lost its owner.

Feng Suixing was puzzled, and the sharp aura of this sword shocked him, but soon, Feng Suixing understood.

"This is the artistic conception of gold, good ......"

The gold lord is sharp, nothing is broken, nothing can not be cut, the wind is ecstatic in his heart, and he finally let himself feel the sword intent, which is worth the trip.

The wind accompanied the constant battle with the sword, while comprehending, the sword cultivation must have a sharp edge, how can you not comprehend the artistic conception of gold?

"Still not good, the gold lord is sharp, fast, kill ......", after half an hour, the wind followed him and found nothing, how could this be?

The wind follows the dark road, and it seems that it cannot be confronted with the artistic conception of the wind, so that it is impossible to comprehend the artistic conception of gold, and the artistic conception attacks each other and restrains each other, thus affecting the perception of the artistic conception of gold.

Soon, Feng Entourage gave up the artistic conception of wind and only fought with sword moves, which made him feel a lot of pressure, and he was almost injured by the sword several times.

"I don't believe in evil anymore. "The resilience of the wind has been cultivated since childhood, and the more frustrated it is, the more unyielding it becomes.

I have to say that the method of accompanying the wind is ingenious, and normal disciples entering the sword shrine really depend on chance. The wind first uses the artistic conception of the wind to guide the sword of the artistic conception that has been cultivated in the sword mound for many years, and then abandons the artistic conception guidance, which is unprecedented.

Quick, I can still be faster...... Feng Suixing exerted his physical strength to the extreme, resisting again and again, forcing the flying sword back again and again.

The two sides continued to attack, and soon an hour passed, and the sword that followed the wind became faster and faster, and his spirit became more and more excited. Without the blessing of the artistic conception of the wind, the sword has been able to barely resist the speed of the flying sword, and the sword technique is unconsciously improving.

After three hours, Feng Suixing felt extremely tired, but he still refused to give up, and the two sides were still deadlocked.

With a sharp sound of breaking the sky, the black sword roared, he confronted the flying sword for the first time, took the initiative, and killed the flying sword to retreat again and again.

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the wind attendant, it turned out that this was the artistic conception of gold.

Fast, sharp, indomitable, kill ...... , With the deepening of the understanding, the flying sword was defeated and fled, and the wind was so tired that he sat on the ground.

comprehended the artistic conception of gold, although it was less than one percent, but the wind followed the sword faster, and there was a lot of progress in the way of the sword.

"It's hard to describe in words, but I'm more in tune with the sword. ”

After resting for an hour, his physical strength gradually recovered, and Feng accompanied him without rushing to go deeper, and practiced the sword technique again, this time in order to fuse the artistic conception of Jin. I have just comprehended the artistic conception of gold, and now is a rare time, and it is the time when I feel the most sensitive.