After hearing the echo below, Zhang Baoshan grabbed the heavy knife in both hands, jumped to the side, and left the area where the waterfall was bombarded.

When he came to the shore, he recited the words, and after performing a water repellent, his soaked clothes quickly dried.

In the past few days, in addition to practicing the sword vein, he also found time to learn several practical spells, such as the sword control technique, the water repelling technique, the fireball technique and other commonly used small spells.

As for "Heavenly Sword Nine Folds", he has not yet started, and he danced the heavy knife under the waterfall just now in order to comprehend the first level of the knife path realm - lifting weights as lightly.

It's embarrassing to say, he has the sword intent, and he can't cut the first knife of the Heavenly Sword Nine.

Not far away, Li Lanhui's pretty figure gradually appeared on the stone steps, she was wearing a thin pink Luo skirt, carrying a lunch box, and walked towards Zhang Baoshan with a smile.

Zhang Baoshan received the lunch box, put the food in the lunch box on the flat ground, and then sat on a tree stump without any image and ate it.

"Have you eaten it?"

He ate a few bites, and when he saw Li Lanhui watching him eat intently, he asked casually.

"We miscellaneous disciples eat together, and when we cook your meal, we start to make our own meal......s," Li Lanhui replied.

"So you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Let's eat with a pair of chopsticks. Senior brother is a woodcutter in the mountains, he has no culture, and he doesn't know etiquette, so you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to revolve around me. ”

Without waiting for Li Lanhui to finish speaking, Zhang Baoshan interjected.

Li Lanhui glanced at him in surprise, went down to get chopsticks and two wooden stools, and the two of them concentrated on dealing with the dozen or so delicacies on the ground.

After eating, Zhang Baoshan changed into the inner clothes of the disciples of the Trick Sect, took out a red cloud boat from the storage bag, stepped on the cloud boat, recited the mantra, and the cloud boat flew to the north like an arrow from the bow.

After he broke through the second layer of Qi Training, he would be able to open the storage bag that the elders had given him.

This red cloud boat was a gift from an elder of the Fire Gate, and it was a superb spiritual weapon with both offense and defense, and its speed was extremely fast, almost catching up with the full speed of a foundation building beginner cultivator.

As for the gray clothes of the inner disciples of the Trick Sect on his body, he asked Li Lanhui to get them, but as for how the pure and attractive Li Lanhui got the clothes, he didn't ask much.

Driven by Zhang Baoshan's disregard for the consumption of spirit stones, Yunzhou arrived at Yimen Mountain in half an hour.

There was not much vegetation on the towering Yimen Mountain, which was bare, except for some magnificent sect buildings, the ground in other places was gray-black, and white bones and stumps were scattered everywhere.

Behind the disciples who came and went, most of them followed some ghostly and corpse soldiers with dull eyes.

The mountain guarding array swept the identity jade plate in Zhang Baoshan's arms, opening a passage for the spirit ship to enter.

The red spirit boat is getting closer and closer to Yimen Mountain, and the faint smell of corpses is getting clearer and clearer, Zhang Baoshan frowned slightly, and there was a strange feeling of familiarity. Compared with Tianzhu Mountain and Dao Mountain, the environment here is more similar to the real world.

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Baoshan adapted to the smell in the air, and recited the mantra to control the cloud boat to fly towards the mountaintop hall.

After putting away the cloud boat in mid-air, Zhang Baoshan landed on the square in front of the Hall of Death in a sturdy manner, and walked over to the Hall of Death.

For this unusually unfamiliar inner disciple, most people just glance at it a few times and stop paying attention, there are tens of thousands of inner disciples, and it is normal to encounter a few faces every day.

With the identity jade plate hanging on his waist, Zhang Baoshan traveled unimpeded all the way, and soon passed through the branch institutions on the periphery of the main hall, mixed in the crowded disciples of the Trick Sect, and walked towards the death array in the center of the main hall.

It was a giant formation in the shape of a gray cylinder, and the surface of the formation was an obscure rune in the shape of countless tadpoles, and a large number of inner disciples and core disciples were coming in and out under the formation, which seemed to be very lively.

Zhang Baoshan took the identity jade card, walked forward, smoothly passed through the outer array of the death array, and came to a platform with a wide field of vision.

A large number of Trick Sect disciples were centered on the inner formation of the previous life formation, sitting on the platform with their eyes closed, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

Zhang Baoshan walked to the front of the building and looked down.

It was dark below, and some figures with rotten breaths could be faintly seen sitting there, those were the disciples of the sect who were about to reach the end and were powerless to escape.

Shangxuanzong has tens of millions of disciples, and every day the disciples who have a premonition that the deadline is approaching will take the initiative to go here and make the last contribution to the construction of the sect, and there are nearly a thousand figures in the dark.

There are not only this floor of the Afterlife Array, there are dozens of floors above, and most of the disciples of the Trick Sect have dark talents, they can absorb the spiritual power scattered in the air, and staying here to cultivate is very beneficial to them.

Zhang Baoshan came here, and the target was not the spiritual power that flowed in the air, but the souls who had just left their bodies.

Sitting behind in a place where there were fewer people, Zhang Baoshan's eyes closed slightly, and he released his spiritual sense to probe downward.

The corrupt figures in the darkness soon appeared in his spiritual sense, and those people were wearing various costumes of the Xuanzong, and it was easy to judge their identities.

Among the nearly 1,000 people, most of them were outer disciples of various sects, only a few dozen were inner disciples, and as for the core disciples, there was not a single one, but among those people there was an external elder of the Fire Sect.

Zhang Baoshan cultivated the sword vein, and at the same time paid attention to the breath fluctuations of the dozens of inner disciples, once there was any abnormal movement, he would immediately stop cultivating and exert his soul-devouring ability with all his might.

Ten minutes later, the face of an inner disciple in fiery red clothes suddenly flushed a little, and almost all the disciples of the Secret Sect in the Afterlife Array were shocked and ready to absorb spiritual power with all their might.

After a while, the inner disciple of the Fire Gate completely swallowed his breath, and his soul broke out of his body and flew towards the sky.

The runes on the inner array of the afterlife array flickered slightly, and the disciple's soul trembled violently, and a large amount of spiritual power poured out from that soul, and that soul, because it was withdrawn from the soul power, became extremely fragile.

The soul that is not contaminated with evil qi is transparent, and the people present cannot see the process, but only instinctively operate the exercises to absorb the spiritual power flowing in the air. Only Zhang Baoshan locked the spiritual sense on the weakened soul from beginning to end, and when the soul floated to the position not far from Zhang Baoshan, the soul devouring ability was instantly exerted, and the soul entered Zhang Baoshan's sea of knowledge under the irresistible attraction, and was swallowed up by the dragon sparrow hidden in the sea of knowledge.

After successfully casting the Soul Devouring Spirit, Zhang Baoshan's spirit relaxed a little, he left a trace of his mind to pay attention to the movements of the outside world, and then carefully looked through the memories of the Huomen disciple.

To Zhang Baoshan's surprise, the memory of this Fire Sect disciple whose strength was as high as the sixth level of Qi cultivation was extremely boring.

The Huomen disciple's name is Li Kang, born in a town under the jurisdiction of Shangxuanzong, when he was ten years old, he was taken by his parents to a nearby big town for a talent test, and after measuring the fire talent of the middle grade of the prefecture, he was accepted by Shangxuanzong and became an outer disciple.

Seven years later, he broke through the fourth layer of Qi cultivation and applied to become an inner disciple, and then, his cultivation speed slowed down, and he lived until he was one hundred and eight years old, and he did not open up the seventh layer of Qi cultivation.

Zhang Baoshan shook his head slightly, in this person's memory, in addition to the long life experience that can be used as a reference for him, the help to his strength is very little.

After pondering for a moment, he decisively gave up the idea of continuing to absorb the souls of the inner disciples of the Fire Sect, and made up his mind that the inner disciples of each sect would only absorb one person, and then only absorb the souls of people at the level above the core disciples.

For most of the day, in a flash, in line with the scientific idea of combining work and rest, Zhang Baoshan decisively left the Weimen after the sun went down and returned to the Light Knife Peak Tiandaoju.

After dinner, Zhang Baoshan closed the door, went into the meditation room, picked up the high-grade spirit stone and stuffed it into his mouth.

After absorbing the soul of a disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Sect, he became enlightened.

With the massive memories of those Sword Sect disciples, it will not be a problem to lift weights from the first layer of the Dao to the fourth layer of the Dao Dao, as well as the sword technique and combat experience.

The only thing he needs to do most is to improve his strength.

The sound of "clucking" continued to sound in the ashram until dawn the next day.

In the early morning, a middle-aged man with a transcendent breath sat next to the spiritual spring of the Heavenly Sword Residence, and the smoke-like spiritual mist carried a certain rhythm, inhaling and exhaling with his breath between his mouth and nose, looking very unearthly.

After the last long breath, Zhang Baoshan slowly opened his eyes, and slashed at the skylight above his head in the shape of a knife in his right hand.

With a "stab", a sharp knife flash flashed, hitting the prohibition on the skylight, leaving a shallow knife mark.

The knife marks healed quickly under the forbidden self-repair ability, but Zhang Baoshan's face showed a heartfelt smile.

After a night of hard cultivation, he opened up the remaining forty-five spiritual veins and five qi apertures, and became a great cultivator of the ninth level of qi cultivation.

Moreover, the sword vein cultivation experience of those sword sect disciples also allowed him to increase the cultivation layer of the sword vein to the sixth layer, but if he wanted to convert all the spiritual veins in his body into the sword veins, it would obviously take a lot of hard work.

After comprehending the first three realms of the Dao of the Dao, Zhang Baoshan was already able to cast the first three swords of the Heavenly Knife Ninefold, and the fourth sword could barely be used with the blessing of his half-hung sword intent.

Knives have always been known for their lethality.

The Nine Layers of the Heavenly Sword is a purely violent knife method with lethality as the core. There are only nine knives in this knife technique, one knife is faster than the other, one knife is more fierce than the other, and the increase in power is multiplying, and it is constantly superimposed.

Compared with the Heavenly Sword Nine Folds, those so-called emperor-level martial arts in the real world are simply weak as scum.

Zhang Baoshan smiled with satisfaction after glancing at the traces left by the palm knife on the prohibition, and then took out four jade ruyi, two close-fitting silk clothes, and three breath talisman treasures from the storage bag and put them on his body.

Before going out, he took out two small jade bottles from his arms, uncorked the jade bottles, poured all the pills in the bottles into his mouth like eating jelly beans, and swallowed them all into his stomach after a few chews.

He swallowed most of the elders' greeting gifts into his stomach, and he also wore most of the remaining spiritual weapons that had the ability to save life and breathe.

Now, if it weren't for the door master's visit, he wouldn't have worried about exposing his strength.

After putting on the clothes of the inner disciples of the Yimen Gate, Zhang Baoshan opened the gate, stepped on his red cloud boat in the clouds and mist, and galloped towards the Yimen Mountain.