Three days have passed since the seventh day, and there are only four days left before the next round of the Ghost God Sword Competition, and the passage of time makes everyone feel a sense of urgency.

Xiao Jiange was in the guest room to improve his luck and recuperate from his injuries, and with Duan Yuran protecting the Dharma by his side, he was not worried about any danger.

Xiao Jiange, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the true qi around his body surged, and the wisps of white qi slowly dissipated.

A fine light flashed in Xiao Jiange's eyes, the injuries on his body had healed, and the remaining Dao Wuxin sword qi in his body had also been dispelled, and the qi and blood of the whole person were a lot ruddy.

"How do you feel?" Duan Yuran asked with concern as he looked at Xiao Jiange.

"The injury has stabilized, and about seventy percent of his strength has recovered" Xiao Jiange said with a smile, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the strength of the Void Beast's bloodline, and his terrifying injuries could heal in such a short period of time thanks to the refined Void Beast's bloodline, so Xiao Jiange sighed.

It is worthy of being a wild bloodline, it is really terrifying, otherwise according to Xiao Jiange's estimate, it will take seven days for him to recover like this.

"I'm really tired of my friend protecting the Dharma for me for so long. Xiao Jiange said to Duan Yuran, a little gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Ha, it's a trivial matter, why worry about it" Duan Yuran said indifferently.

"Since you're fine, then I'll go back to cultivation too," Duan Yuran said with a smile, Xiao Jiange, who had recovered his seven successes, was enough to reassure him.

Xiao Jiange nodded and got up to send him off.

With Duan Yuran leaving, Xiao Jiange was not in a hurry to continue recuperation, everything that was urgent, slow, loose and relaxed, the two were suitable for the best.

Xiao Jiange got up and strolled outside the corridor of the guest room, looking at the quiet courtyard, there were still traces of his previous battle with the three swords of the wilderness, and there was a big pit in the middle of the empty courtyard.

At this moment, the moonlight was faint, shining down, revealing a mess, but in the mess, patches of weeds began to grow, adding a touch of greenery to it, revealing a breath of life.

Life should be like weeds, the spring breeze blows and grows, tenacious.

Although it is disliked and useless by the world, and even if it is necessary to get rid of it quickly, it is often in this noisy world that the weeds that occasionally pop up bring some vitality to the world, like a new life, stubbornly resisting the cruel destruction of life.

Xiao Jiange felt silently, his eyes staring at the weeds that could still stubbornly break through the ground under the sword intent left by himself and the three swords, although they lacked truncated roots, they were still swaying arrogantly in the wind.

Xiao Jiange watched quietly, and then the people and things in front of him seemed to fade away little by little, and in his pupils, only the weeds swaying in the moonlight were gradually left.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but substitute himself into it, seeing himself as a weed, and the sword intent around his body was involuntarily emanating.

Xiao Jiange imagined himself in the dark soil, and there was a burst of darkness in his eyes, and along with the darkness came a sense of powerlessness and confusion.

In such a situation, will you climb to the top of the soil and drill out?

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but think so.

Maybe it won't, but why not give it a try, maybe a sudden collision will break through this barrier that binds you, or maybe your unremitting efforts can usher in the dawn of darkness.

The more Xiao Jiange thought about it, a green light began to linger on his body, and at the same time, a soul power emanated from his body, and this soul gradually condensed.

"Hmm, comprehending the mystery of heaven and earth and forging souls, it's a good seedling. A faint whisper sounded from the surrounding heavens and the earth. 120

Xiao Jiange stepped into it, and a picture appeared in his eyes.

It was pitch black, and then it continued to climb, and gradually, a subtle point of light appeared in his field of vision.

Xiao Jiange began to regard the point of light as a target, and kept climbing towards that point of light.

Finally, I poked out of the land like that weed, just to see the world outside the earth, to see the wind and sunshine, to see the magnificent clouds, to see the breeze like a clear spring, to see the spring rain that moistened my heart.

Even if it is not these that greet you, it is likely that you will be trampled by an unknown black shadow, crushing and trampling yourself, so that your life that you have finally come to the world will dissipate, or it may usher in the snowfall to cover yourself, the world is unpredictable, and everything is possible.

Even so, what does it matter? If you have seen this new world, you will not be in vain if you have come to this world, and you have walked on such a journey.

Even if life is short, it doesn't matter

The splendor of the world is often a momentary and short-lived bloom.

Xiao Jiange felt in his heart, and the huge spiritual power rippled out like a tide, and a green spirit melted into the soul.

From him, there was a white illusory shadow that looked the same as Xiao Jiange's manifestation, and his whole body was paved with a little green light, exuding a little coercion.

Xiao Jiange sank into the comprehension of the mysteries of heaven and earth, and with every point of comprehension, the green light on the white illusory shadow that manifested from him was also deepened.

As time passed, the phantom suddenly turned into a turquoise color, exuding vitality, and then disappeared into Xiao Jiange.

From beginning to end, the change of perception was only a quarter of an hour, and there was not much movement, which did not attract much attention.

Xiao Jiange slowly opened his eyes, and the sword intent around him burst out.

I saw his two fingers together into a sword, and a stream of emerald sword qi rose and swam from his fingertips.

Xiao Jiange's eyes suddenly froze, and he used his finger as a sword, and a sword fell.

"Boom!" A turquoise sword shadow covered and fell into the large pit on the ground of the courtyard, and suddenly a thick sword mark was manifested again.

This made Xiao Jiange feel a little shocked in his heart, the power of this finger sword was so powerful, comparable to one of the nine swords of the martial idiot.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but concentrate slightly, his heart moved, and a turquoise sword intent surged around his body, which made Xiao Jiange couldn't help but feel shocked.

"This is" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but wonder a little as he looked at the sword intent emanating from his body, could this sword intent come from what he had just felt?

Xiao Jiange's mind moved at the same time, and a turquoise phantom of himself manifested in the sky, with the size of three zhang, this phantom was blurred, and it looked like a piece of turquoise from a distance, but there was a rough outline of Xiao Jiange around it.

"Is this the Divine Soul Dharma?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but murmur, he knew that if he wanted to step into the Four Heavens of the Condensing Realm, he would need to condense and forge his own soul, and then shape the Divine Soul Dharma, and then he could step into the Four Heavens of the Condensing Realm.

The higher the height of the law phase, the more condensed it is, the more powerful it becomes.

Just like that Xuanxuzi, his divine soul method is as high as six zhang, condensed into a golden body, which shows that it is powerful, so it is called the strongest soul forging force.