Yun Lao smiled with satisfaction, he stretched out his hand, patted the shoulder of the Heavenly Sword Peak Lord gently, and said, "Don't worry, when Jiang Han becomes famous 6 in the future, someone will remember you!" ”

"Writing history?" The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord smacked his lips and nodded, "If he can specialize in swordsmanship, it is indeed possible. ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, the Heavenly Sword Peak Lord rose to the sky like an arrow from the string, and Yun Lao stood in place, shaking his feet, and muttered in his mouth: "I really don't change my mind." A look of anticipation flashed in his eyes, "You know, this kid understands more than just sword intent!" ”

"What?"

The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord turned into a sword light and stood in front of Yun Lao again, his eyes widened, and his voice was hurried, "You said that he didn't just comprehend the sword intent?" What else? ”

"Ice Mood!" Yun Lao squinted his eyes, looked at Jiang Han, who was still receiving the baptism of sword intent, and then silently added a sentence in his heart, "Very familiar with the artistic conception of ice." ”

He suddenly appeared, and the artistic conception that Jiang Han comprehended was related to some places he came into contact with.

The sword intent is connected to the Heavenly Sword Peak.

And that artistic conception of ice was very similar to what he sensed in the forbidden land of Purple Snow Peak.

"Could it be that this kid can comprehend it as long as he feels the artistic conception?" Yun Lao's eyes flickered, although he didn't want to believe it, but he seemed to ...... It really is!

Then, Jiang Han is really favored by God.

Yun Lao looked up at the sky and was silent, for a long time, he took a deep breath, his gaze became firm, as if he had made some determination.

"The artistic conception of ice, the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of a different attribute, and the artistic conception of the strongest attack are all extremely difficult to comprehend, he ...... Talented martial artist! The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord's expression was complicated and he sighed. He knew that such a genius would never specialize in swordsmanship.

At this time, Jiang Han suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Yun Lao solemnly, and didn't say a word. Just opened his mouth.

Yun Lao rolled his eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, an aura pill entered Jiang Han's mouth.

Jiang Han closed his eyes again, feeling the changes in his body.

Baptism of sword intent, happiness is accompanied by pain.

Jiang Han could clearly perceive the changes in his physical body, and similarly, there were bursts of tingling pain.

In fact, it is not only the physical body that has changed, but also the true element in the body that is flying. Transform into a sword-shaped sword and flow along the meridians.

It's just that in that small sword, there is a touch of ice blue that is almost invisible, which is the artistic conception of ice, and at this time, there seems to be signs of merging with the sword intent.

This made Jiang Han excited, because although he didn't know what would change after the fusion, his power would definitely increase.

Time passes. Jiang Han's body changed step by step, and the baptism of sword intent. Because of the participation of the artistic conception of ice, the physical body has a faint artistic conception of ice while scattering the sword intent.

And at this time, the Heavenly Sword Peak Lord also clearly sensed it, and he was convinced.

"Sure enough, it's the artistic conception of ice...... However, this artistic conception of ice. It seems to be a little familiar...... "The Lord of Heavenly Sword Peak frowned slightly.

"Of course it's familiar." Yun Lao said lightly on the side, "Zixue's ice artistic conception is very similar to this. ”

"Purple Snow Ice Intent?" The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord was taken aback, "But, why did he comprehend?" ”

Yun Lao recalled the incident of the forbidden land. frowned lightly and said: "If you guessed correctly, Zixue Bingyi should be related to the forbidden land of Zixue Peak, this kid has broken in once." ”

"What?" The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord's face changed, "The Purple Snow Peak Forbidden Land has always been mysterious and inexplicable, if the Purple Snow Ice Intent is realized from the Forbidden Land, then ...... It's terrible! ”

Yun Lao lowered his eyes and was silent, although he had a good relationship with the Lord of Purple Snow Peak, he didn't know much about the forbidden land of Purple Snow Peak.

However, he could faintly perceive that the forbidden land of Zixue Peak was very good, because ...... He could feel a hint of danger.

This is not simple, the cultivation has reached the point of Yun Lao, and it feels like there are few mistakes, unless someone can deceive and create a wrong feeling.

"You can let Jiang Han go to the forbidden land of Purple Snow Peak to comprehend the artistic conception of ice, but you can't go deeper." Yun Lao said secretly in his heart.

Airplanes!

Jiang Han's body trembled suddenly, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, and a light flashed, but the next moment it became dim and dull.

"It's time for the soul next......" Seeing this, Yun Lao spoke softly.

"I wonder how far he can go?" The Heavenly Sword Peak Lord stared at Jiang Han without blinking, and said loudly.

In fact, the baptism of the soul's sword intent is the most important part, because it is the soul that is comprehended, not the body.

If there is no physical bondage, the artistic conception that the soul can release will be more powerful, but the soul itself is very fragile, and in a way, the physical body is just a container.

Martial artists, after cultivating to an extremely high level, can leave the physical body and act alone.

It's just that very few people will do that, because once it is discovered by the enemy, it is very dangerous.

At this time, Jiang Han's consciousness had completely entered his soul, and in the sea of consciousness, the sky was gray, and there was also a boundless mist under his feet.

Generally speaking, Zhihai is usually very calm and never makes waves, even if Jiang Han's soul walks in Zhihai, it only lets the "mist" flow slightly.

However, at this moment, the sea of knowledge seems to be surging with huge waves, the boundless fog is surging, the sky has become darker, the fog has gathered, and the entire sea of knowledge seems to have turned into a huge cocoon.

Jiang Han's consciousness sank into his soul, and he looked blankly at the mist that wrapped him in layers, a little confused.

Isn't it time for a baptism of sword intent? What's going on?

He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly an incomparably sharp force fell from the sky and fell into his soul, almost cutting his soul in half.

Pain!

Unspeakable pain!

Unlike the pain of the flesh, this pain is more than ten times stronger than the pain of the flesh.

At this moment, Jiang Han's consciousness almost fell asleep.

"Ahh

In the sea of knowledge, Jiang Han raised his head and roared, but there was no sound.

"Painful ......"

The sword intent turned into a shape, crisscrossing his soul, cutting out cracks one after another, and at the same time, the soul was also absorbing wisps of mist and repairing scars.

Jiang Han's consciousness was a little confused, and he tried his best to maintain a trace of sobriety, feeling the sharp pain.

Time passed slowly, Jiang Han felt that his consciousness was getting more and more confused, and he was about to fall asleep soon, Jiang Han secretly said that it was not good, but at this moment, the Demon Soul Grass suddenly emitted a hazy light, enveloping the entire soul in the blink of an eye.

A comfortable feeling came instantly, and Jiang Han's consciousness suddenly woke up.

Now, his soul was no longer harmed in the slightest, which made him happy, but in the next moment, the slight glow of the demon soul grass disappeared, and the severe pain came again.

"I*#&%......"

Jiang Han just wanted to scold, and then, the pain was the same as before, making his consciousness begin to be confused again.

At the moment when he was about to fall asleep, the Demon Soul Grass moved again, slightly dissipated, and Jiang Han woke up again.

Before he could rejoice, the pain came again.

Soon, Jiang Han had already been tortured and lost his temper, he was confused for a while, sober for a while, and so on.

Finally, the Demon Soul Grass was slightly dispersed again, Jiang Han came to his senses, he closed his eyes, waited for the pain to come, and waited for a long time but did not wait.

"Huh?" He opened his eyes excitedly, there was no pain, it should be the end of the baptism, right?

Sure enough, at this time, Jiang Han felt that his soul was much more condensed than before, and he had stronger strength than before.

However, he always felt that something was not quite right.

"Strange, what's wrong?" Jiang Han frowned.

He lowered his head, trying to look at himself, but froze for the next moment.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and silently spat out two words that fully expressed his mood at the moment.

"it!" (To be continued......)

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