The Dugu Sword Saint said that the Lock Demon Tower has its own world, and what he said is indeed true.

Although from the outside, the Lock Demon Tower is only twenty or thirty meters in diameter, and the diameter is only a few meters, but entering the tower, it is a different scene.

The diamond-white jade paved floors and towering walls divide the entire space within the tower into patches, and although the light is dim, it is enough to see the surroundings.

Yun Feng's mouth was bitter, and the worst happened.

The entire Lock Demon Tower is only composed of countless huge labyrinths. At that time, Emperor Wu of Liang convened the monks and mages to build the lock demon tower in Shushan, which took more than 20 years, not only to build the tower body, but also to wrap the various mechanism mazes in the tower, as well as countless spell formations. In addition, later Shushan had the ability to eliminate demons and defend the way, and the divine realm gave the demon water and lowered the enchantment, so that the lock demon tower finally became like this.

Being anxious couldn't solve any problems, Yun Feng could only calm down. Thinking of the words of the wine sword fairy before entering the tower, it was clearly a reminder to himself. After flipping through the cultivation method sent by the Wine Sword Immortal again, Yun Feng finally came to his senses.

The cultivation method sent by the Wine Sword Immortal is not suitable for Yunfeng, but more suitable for women, and can only be cultivated by Caiyi, but one law is passable, and ten thousand laws are passable.

After carefully looking at the Blood Demon Divine Skill cultivated by the Red Ghost King that day, coupled with the Water Moon Immortal Method practiced by Ling'er, they confirmed each other, and Yun Feng suddenly understood a lot.

The root of the path of cultivation lies in cultivating the mind, which clearly refers to the realm. The state of mind and the sword intent are containers, like water cups, water tanks, lakes and seas. The farther the artistic conception, the larger the container. Whereas, swordsmanship is the water or oil in the container.

The wider the state of mind, the more water can be stored, and the more powerful the sword moves and spells used will naturally be. And the grander the sword intent, the more varieties can be stored in the container used for storage, not only water, but also oil, wine and the like, so plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be swords. If you only think that the sword is the sword, then you will be just a slave to the sword for the rest of your life.

The most basic swordsmanship of Shushan is the swordsmanship, but now Yunfeng seems to be the most important swordsmanship of Shushan. Whether it is the Ten Thousand Sword Technique or the Sword God in the back, it is all a change in the sword technique. It's no wonder that the Wine Sword Immortal only taught Li Xiaoyao one trick of swordsmanship, but Li Xiaoyao was self-taught, and even mastered the changes in the back. Although it may be different from the comprehension of the Wine Sword Immortal or the Sword Saint, the one that suits him best is the best, and the Wine Sword Immortal clearly saw Li Xiaoyao's outstanding talent to teach like this.

Without rushing down to the lower floors of the Lock Demon Tower, Yun Feng pondered for a long time on the first floor.

Fortunately, there are not many ghosts and demons on the first floor of the lock demon tower, plus the strength is weak, even if there are a few blind people who occasionally run over, they are also solved by Caiyi and Yueru. Although the two of them didn't know why Bai Yunfeng was not in a hurry to save Ling'er, they sat cross-legged on the ground and pondered, but they believed that Yun Feng must have his reasons, and they were just guarding on the sidelines.

It took half a month for Yun Feng to wake up from his contemplation.

After all, there is a limit to the six styles that he learned from One Piece, unless Yun Feng can temper his ** to the point where a divine weapon like Sun Wukong is difficult to hurt, it will be difficult to make progress. Therefore, although Yun Feng has been studying the changes of the six forms, every time he comes in to fight the enemy, he can't hurt the opponent, and he can only use it a little better when dealing with some weaker enemies.

But if he gave up the six styles, Yun Feng would not have much kung fu to be good at except for the thirteen swords of the Divine Gate that he learned in Yitian. And although the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate are exquisite, in this Xianxia world, there are too many limitations after all.

The Wine Sword Immortal deliberately slowed down when he made the last move of the long sword, so that Yun Feng finally saw where the Wine Sword Immortal, who had been without a long body, finally recruited it from, and he could understand why Shushan was not a martial arts sect, but a Xianxia faction.

It can be seen from Li Xiaoyao's swordsmanship that the realm of swordsmanship is roughly divided into three layers.

The simplest thing is to use qi to resist the sword, as long as the true qi is abundant, plus the cultivation method of Shu Mountain, it is not a difficult thing.

The second layer should be the heavenly sword, the unity of man and sword, with the heart of the sword, man is the sword, and the sword is the man.

The third layer of Yunfeng is also uncertain, only inferred from the sword god's move, it should be a god sword, and nothing cannot be used as a sword. With the illusion of true qi, the envoy of the primordial gods, he can do whatever he wants, even if he can't kill the enemy thousands of miles away, I'm afraid it's not far away. What's more, Lin Tiannan has also used similar tricks.

Combined with several other cultivation techniques, Yun Feng already knew his next direction.

"Brother Yun, you're awake!" "Xianggong!"

Looking at the two women who were a little haggard, Yun Feng couldn't help but feel pity, hugged them into his arms, and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

After hugging each other for a while, Yue Rucai said with a smile: "Brother Yun, Sister Caiyi and I caught a strange old man and scared him a few words, and he told us the way down." ”

After kissing the pretty faces of the two daughters, Yun Feng asked, "How long have I been cultivating?" ”

"There doesn't seem to be daylight in the Lock Demon Tower, but according to the time in the outside world, you have been cultivating for almost half a month."

Yun Feng was taken aback, "So long." Let's hurry up and go. Now that you know the way, go down early to save Ling'er. ”

The Lock Demon Tower can only go from top to bottom, so most of the powerful demons are on the lower floors. On the second layer, Yun Feng concocted the same method, grabbed a monster to show the way, and it didn't take much effort to reach the third layer.

Although he was worried about Ling'er's condition, the bottom layer was guarded by the King of Zhenjiao, and he didn't have enough strength, so he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to kill that guy, so Yun Feng could only put his mind down, caught a ghost with an abominable face, and asked fiercely: "Do you know where there is a corpse on this layer?" ”

Frightened by Yun Feng's fierce appearance, the ghost like a gray mist could only honestly take Yun Feng to the place he asked.

Looking at a corpse in an angel robe leaning against the corner of the wall, Yueru asked strangely, "Brother Yun, how do you know that there will be a corpse on this floor?" ”

Yun Feng scratched his head helplessly, he was anxious about Ling'er's safety, and he didn't bother to hide it, and sure enough, he was still seen.

"Yueru, you will understand this matter in the future, and it is important to save Ling'er now."

Although Lin Yueru didn't understand the connection between this corpse and Rescue Ling'er, now was not the time to ask, and she could only suppress the doubts in her heart.

Touching the seven-star sword that was caught in his hand by the bones, an old man with white eyebrows and beard emerged from the bones.

Unlike other ghosts, the old man's body was almost the same as that of ordinary people, dressed in a white robe, but his eyes were blank and he muttered: "Senior brother, I'm sorry for you!" Big brother, I'm sorry for you! ”

Yun Feng took a step back and arched his hand: "In Xia Yunfeng, I have seen my predecessors!" ”

Only then did the ghost notice the three people in front of him, and said angrily, "Who are you?" Hey? Living! You are alive! How can a living person come in here? Who is your Master? Didn't he tell you that no living people are allowed to come in here! ”

Yun Feng pulled Yueru and Caiyi away, he knew that this old man was crazy, and he didn't answer.

The old man's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "If you dare to disobey the master's ban, I will punish you on behalf of your master!" ”

With a wave of his hand, countless points of light suddenly flashed in mid-air, instantly condensed into a sword, and poured down like a torrential rain towards Yun Feng.

Yun Feng didn't dodge either, he came here for the Seven Star Sword, and also to verify the idea of coming down these days.

The figure did not move, and the white light flashed in front of Yun Feng's body, and dozens of long swords also appeared out of thin air, rushing up against the falling sword rain.

Lin Yueru and Caiyi looked at each other, both of them actually used Shushan's swordsmanship, and the corpse may be Shushan's predecessor, but where did Yunfeng's swordsmanship come from?

Countless sword qi collided, and the two of them dissipated one after another with the swords formed by the condensation of true qi, but there was no sound.

Different from Shushan's swordsmanship, this is Yun Feng's reference to the magic of the Blood Demon Divine Skill, using the true qi to condense the sword, and the Yuan God Imperial Envoy, which looks almost exactly the same as the swordsmanship. But if it weren't for such a hard fight, Yun Feng would already be able to wield it freely, and he could even mix the phantom sword with no substance in the middle, so he himself named this trick the phantom sword.

The ghost of the white beard made a useless move, and suddenly his right hand was weakly grasped, and a long sword with condensed true qi appeared in his hand, relying on the ghost body and no substance, the long sword pointed at it, and it had already stabbed the afterimage of Yun Feng in place with a sword.

In terms of speed, even the sword flying immortal of Shushan is difficult to compare with the speed of Shangyun Peak's light elementalization, Yun Feng retreated slightly, and dozens of long swords condensed in front of him again, and flew away towards the figure of the old man rushing over. And he himself, pinching the sword technique in his hand, the index finger and middle finger came out together, and a sword qi loomed at the fingertips, and he also rushed forward with the phantom sword that was issued.

Although the old man was delirious, he instinctively felt threatened, and the long sword in his hand suddenly dissipated, but it did not disappear, but surrounded the whole person, like a huge sword, the sharp and incomparable sword rain formed by the phantom sword, and wanted to split Yunfeng in half.

The people of Shushan are united with swords, although this old man is delirious, but the control of true qi is wonderful.

In desperation, Yun Feng dispersed the sword qi in his hand. Most of the phantom swords that were hastily issued before were phantom swords with no substance, but I didn't expect this guy to directly harden the next step and force himself to retreat.

Yun Feng retreated, the old man's sword turned around, and the sword qi became a little stronger, chasing him to the death.

It's just that a ghost still has such skills, which makes Yun Feng's heart a little colder. The King of Zhenjiao Ming is also a disciple of Shushan, not to mention that he has also absorbed Qing Leng's skill and successfully sealed the immortal, which is definitely not comparable to Jiang Qing, a disciple who only has ghosts left.

Avoiding the old man's sword again, but seeing that the old man with the sword was still following, the heavenly sword with condensed true qi was already like a substance, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, revealing an incomparably cold killing machine.

I didn't dare to retreat any further, every time I retreated, the old man's true qi would be condensed, and if I took a few more steps, I was afraid that the power of this sword would not be something I could stop.

Yun Feng stood up with one hand, and a huge long sword condensed and formed in front of him. He jumped over the Shushan Sword Technique and the realm of human sword unity, and simply abandoned it, purely with the divine sword.

Facing the earth-shattering sword of the old man's sword, Yun Feng waved his hand fiercely, and at the same time gathered a breath of true qi, and the surrounding space suddenly flashed with light, instantly turning into a long sword hanging in the air, pouring down at the same time as the giant sword in front of Yun Feng slashed.

Jiang Qing was delirious after all, and he had been dead for many years, and the Heavenly Sword that he thought was a sword was shattered by Yun Feng's sword, and then it was pierced by the falling sword qi, and his heart was unwillingly dissipated.

As the ghost vanished, a delicate girl appeared behind Yun Feng, silently watching Jiang Qing's ghost turn into a cloud of green smoke and finally disappear without a trace.

"Huh? Girl, are you? Yueru was the first to notice the girl who appeared nearby, and asked out loud.

The girl's expression was gloomy, and her shabby Miao costume could only cover her body, and she said lightly: "I am his daughter." ”

Yun Feng sighed and said, "I'm sorry for offending Ling Zun's heroic spirit, but I was forced to use Ling Zun's seven-star sword to make this decision." ”

"You don't have to apologize. Eighteen years have passed, and my father's soul has not been able to free himself from self-blame until he dies, and I should thank you. As for the Seven-Star Sword, even if it's a thank you gift from me for my father. ”

The girl's expression couldn't tell whether it was sad or happy, but there was a sense of relief. Accompanying her delirious father's ghost all day long is undoubtedly a torture for her. It's a blessing to be able to watch my father liberate now.