Chapter 488: Eighth Floor

"But how can a Yuan Infant Realm cultivate a sword gang?" Jian Chen, who is a kendo wizard, said.

"No, Jian Chen, your thinking is wrong, the way of martial arts cultivation of the human race has not always existed, it is the countless sages of our human race step by step to explore and perfect, to this day, it is close to perfection, but it is precisely because of its perfection that the cultivation of the human race has been unchanged step by step for thousands of years, and finally he has fallen into a conformist situation and cannot be improved. But as long as it is a man-made product in the world, it has the possibility of changing, and martial arts cultivation is the same, you can't do it, it may be just because you are not capable enough, or too 2 limited to your own cognition, for example, you now, since you have accepted too much orthodox martial arts cultivation common sense, you will think that Jian Gang should not appear in the body of a Yuan Infant Realm martial artist, so I don't want to try to change it, this young man is different, I observe that his martial arts has no teacher and no school, it may be self-taught since childhood, not only highly perceptive, Moreover, in terms of ideology, he is completely unfettered by the orthodox martial arts thoughts, and his pursuit of martial arts is unrestrained. Dongyue Jianzun said.

Jian Chen's eyes widened, self-taught, unrestrained, although it is easy to say eight words, but it is really necessary to do it, but I don't know how difficult it is, there is no mentor in the world, and there are many people who practice martial arts on their own, but I have never heard of a few people who can break the scope of human martial arts cultivation and finally become a faction of their own.

In addition to being unfettered in thought, he must also have enough understanding and talent, and the person in front of him seems to be such a once-in-a-lifetime genius, no wonder even Dongyue Sword Venerable will say that he is a treasure.

The Canglan Martial Saint and the Holy Book Heavenly Maiden glanced at each other, and they both understood the surprise in each other's eyes.

It was a treasure, and they all said in their hearts, such a person sent to the imperial capital, I am afraid that the empress will be interested, because people like them who have cultivated the pinnacle of the human race, it is already difficult, or impossible, to achieve further promotion, but if there is such a person who can break this situation, then the person who can go further will definitely stand out from the strong people who have reached the great sage in cultivation and become the real strongest in the world.

Although these seem a bit fantastical now, the Holy Book Celestial Maiden knows about the Empress and knows that she will definitely be interested, she is already the supreme in the world, but she still wants more.

The Holy Book Celestial Maiden had secretly made a decision in her heart that when this person came down, no matter what happened to the other party, she must bring him back to the imperial capital, and she believed that the Empress would definitely like this gift.

The people at the bottom of the stairs were talking, pointing at the abnormal situation that appeared on Su Junbao's body, and they all wanted to give their own opinions and answers, only Su Junbao was sitting here, his heart was already empty, he even forgot who he was, why he came here, in his sea of consciousness, there was only that sword light soaring in the sky.

It was so sharp, so unstoppable, as his mind pointed and everywhere he passed, it was indestructible.

Slowly, he stood up, his sword had broken, but at this time, people seemed to see another sword, his person was another sword, the majestic sword intent condensed in him, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sword qi soared into the sky, the originally clear sky began to be cloudy, forming a huge hole-like cloud above his head, black and pressed as if it would collapse at any time.

People had never seen such a strange celestial phenomenon, nor had they ever seen such a powerful sword intent, and even a sage had not been able to trigger a celestial phenomenon with sword intent alone.

Now the humanoid sword stood up, slowly moving forward, and began to climb upward, he did not give up, but wanted to be higher and stronger. doll

One step, two steps, three steps, every time you step on a ladder, it will cause a burst of cheers and noises on Lingyue Peak, this process may be very long, but people are willing to wait, they all want to wait to see what kind of height this once-in-a-lifetime wizard can reach today.

Finally, Su Junbao stood on the eighth layer of the platform, but here, he didn't encounter any enemies, or the voice prompt left by Feng Xiyue appeared, and people saw that after he climbed up, he slowly did it again, his body was motionless, he didn't know what the hell was going on, and few people knew what the eighth layer of the martial arts platform was all about.

"Hey, handsome guy, how can these eight layers be counted?"

Hua Wanzi raised his eyes from the audience, and saw that Su Junbao did not move, and there was no danger for the time being, but he was still not at ease, and wanted to know what the specific situation was, so he asked a Confucian who seemed to be quite knowledgeable on the side.

There were relatively few people standing here, and the man looked back and saw that it was actually a sexy and hot wild woman talking to him, and his heart suddenly burst into joy, and he wanted to pose in the most chic pose and do something, but the other party's question stumped him.

"I don't know below, there are very few people who can pass the seventh level since ancient times, and there are even fewer records about the seventh level, the girl cares so much, it's better to wait and see!" He said respectfully, a smile in his eyes.

The appearance of the woman in front of her can at least rank in the top 20 among the new female disciples, and the key is a rare good figure, the hip shape and long legs...... Confucius couldn't help swallowing his saliva just by looking at it, he was very much looking forward to the official entry in Shenxiao Palace, and he knew such a beautiful classmate, so as to add some color to his future life in Shenxiao Palace, and he looked at each other's faces as if they were a little familiar, and he didn't know where he had seen them.

It's just that when Hua Wanzi heard the other party's answer, he seemed a little interested, and he turned a blind eye to the other party's enthusiastic gaze, and his eyes were only fixed on the figure above the steps.

Of course, the man she chose is one in ten thousand, but compared to only looking at it from a distance, Hua Wanzi prefers that he is by her side now, and can chat, quarrel, and be coquettish, instead of being scared all the time.

That's probably what Alessa and the others think.

It's just that Su Junbao can't feel their existence at all now, and since stepping on the eighth layer of steps, his divine sense seems to have been involuntarily pulled into another time and space.

There, Su Junbao has determined that it is not on Lingyue Peak, surrounded by white clouds, no half of the figure can be seen, the surrounding environment is only a huge round platform floating in mid-air, the table is made of flat bluestone, and around the bluestone round platform is composed of twelve white jade tablets that are also suspended in mid-air, and the white jade tablets seem to be engraved with words and paintings.

Su Junbao didn't know where he went, thinking it was an illusion, or some kind of dream, he pinched himself, it was painful, and his thoughts were clear, it didn't look like an illusion, but he was obviously still on the martial arts platform just now!