Chapter 402: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One
Although Liu Qingfeng was shocked in his heart, he still kept his duty and never let any creature get close to Danding Peak. E┡.
In fact, when Zhuo Zangfeng hung the Mokosuo level at the mountain gate, he already knew it in his heart, and what he saw with his own eyes at this time, he was even more sure of the previous inference, and his old and tranquil feelings were suddenly filled with a kind of arrogance, if it weren't for the fact that the matter was important at this moment, he would almost let out a long howl.
With such a powerful disciple in the Heavenly Sword Sect, he could finally rest assured, and even thought about entrusting the heavy responsibility of being in charge of the sect, sweeping the fallen leaves and watching the mountain scenery all day long......
Dongfang Yinyue knew that this method of restoring the realm was extremely depleting, and he couldn't be sure if Zhuo Zangfeng could persevere to the end, so he was careful to put the best pill he could come up with in front of him, and he could urgently remedy it in case of an accident.
During this time, dusk approached, then darkness covered the mountains, and then dawn appeared.
The more Zhuo Zangfeng urged his vitality, the more he felt his breath agitation, and it seemed that there was endless vitality for him to drive.
At this moment, thinking about Master, I threw away all distractions and controlled those sword elements wholeheartedly.
Following the control of the divine sense, the sword yuan ran in an orderly manner, and was thrown into the Meng Taixu Baihui acupoint, circulated throughout the body, stopped in the meridian qi sea for a while, and then gushed out on the spring acupoint on the soles of the feet in turn.
If it is like a cycle, the sword intent above the magic sword refined by the Qingfeng Dao Sword is also getting grander and grander.
At first, thousands of sword yuan were still rotating around the magic sword, and slowly the sword yuan got farther and farther away from the magic sword, and finally no longer approached the magic sword, just washing Meng Taixu's meridian qi sea again and again.
The sword yuan took the shape of a small sword, injected from Meng Taixu Baihui, and turned into a sword qi form when it gushed out of the Yongquan Acupoint, and then turned into a small sword under the urging of Zhuo Zangfeng, and so on......
The magic sword flew in front of Meng Taixu, less than three feet, and the light on the magic sword was sometimes dim and sometimes brilliant.
Each sword element seemed to have lost some of its strength after turning into sword qi, and it seemed to be absorbed by Meng Taixu's dantian qi sea.
Zhuo Zangfeng could feel this subtle change, but at the moment he didn't think about anything, even if these thousands of sword yuan were dissolved in the master's sea of qi, he had no regrets.
Dongfang Yinyue had said before that this was extremely depleting and would take a long time to recover, but at this moment he had already put these words behind him, as long as the master could resume his cultivation, even if he took this life, he would be willing.
Baichuan returned to the East China Sea, and the magic sword finally condensed into the spirit of the sword under the powerful vitality, and the motionless Meng Taixu was shining with a faint light, like a giant carved from white jade.
At this moment, enough vitality had been condensed on the magic sword, and Dongfang Yinyue, who had been prepared for a long time, was on standby, muttering in his mouth, urging with all his might.
"Zheng!"
The Qingfeng magic sword suddenly flashed with a dazzling brilliance.
With a clear sound, the magic sword sank into the ground, and the spirit condensed by the sword yuan quickly penetrated into the sea of Meng Taixu's dantian qi. The qi in the old sword saint's body exploded suddenly, and then hurriedly gathered in one place, and his entire body glowed with golden light.
Everything follows the trend and waits for the opportunity to move, as if the water of the heavenly river falls into a dry lake......
Life was blooming, and a powerful sound was heard from the depths of the earth.
Zhuo Zangfeng trembled all over, and felt a tremendous force impacting him, and he could even suppress his breathing for a moment.
This force is incredibly powerful, he has no ability to stop it at all, and his first thought is to remove the sword element.
As soon as the thought was generated, his divine consciousness was already trembling like a drum, and following this magical force, he quickly retracted his vitality, and then calmly introspected, and felt that the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sword elements in his body were indeed missing one.
He wanted to jump up with cheers, but his legs were weak, and Jian Yuan in the sea of dantian qi did not listen to the drive, and he couldn't stand at all.
After all, it takes too much vitality, and these sword elements are not commanded out of automatic defense, Zhuo Zangfeng laughed a few times, but his heart was extremely happy.
Dongfang Yinyue cross-kneeled pranayama, in front of this young man with strong vitality and strong vitality, he didn't dare to compare, so the first time to restore the lost vitality, this is the best choice.
Zhuo Zangfeng finally gritted his teeth and stood up, although the loss of vitality was extremely serious, he couldn't care about it, he had to wait for the master to come out.
He was only afraid that the master would come out when he was pranayama, but he would not be able to greet him at the first time.
Liu Qingfeng's long sword was in the air, and it could really keep the Qingfeng out, the old master turned around, left the Qingfeng Dao Sword in mid-air, flew to Zhuo Zangfeng's side, and said:
"It's nonsense!
Zhuo Zangfeng shook his head and said, "I'm not going, I'm going to wait." ”
"What are you waiting for, this is extremely depleting of cultivation and is also very harmful to the body. ”
"I'm not afraid, I've waited so long for this day. Zhuo Zangfeng stubbornly shook his head and refused.
The concern on Liu Qingfeng's face changed to an anxious look, and he reprimanded:
"You stinky boy, I order you to meditate and pranayama right away!"
"Who are you ordering?" Zhuo Zangfeng's breath was insufficient, and his voice was extremely weak, he stared straight at the palm in front of him, and said in a floating tone:
"This is Danding Peak, not under your control, and in terms of seniority, you are...... Old willow. ”
After all, the younger generations in the back did not exit, because Liu Qingfeng was kind to him and admired him, because the master had not yet come out of the customs, and it was not the time to say this.
"This guy is simply arrogant and ignorant!" Liu Qingfeng ignored him, staring intently at the two closed bronze doors, and his heart was also uneasy.
After Dongfang Yinyue finished pranayama, he took out two pills for Zhuo Zangfeng to take, and stood side by side with Liu Qingfeng, waiting for the bronze door to open.
Zhuo Zangfeng stood at the front, two old men stood behind him, and the three of them stood in a zigzag shape, but the pill given by the Dan Master was still held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't swallow it.
Liu Qingfeng's Qingfeng Dao Sword was still flying in the air, sprinkling a sword light.
While silently controlling the flying sword, he paid attention to Dao Ancestor's movements.
Zhuo Zangfeng admired Lao Liu's ability to control the flying sword indifferently, but he didn't care about watching it at the moment, his eyes were glued to the bronze door, for fear of missing something.
As for the Great Sword Saint in the secret realm behind the bronze gate, whether he can reforge the soul and restore the cultivation realm, the three people outside are not fully sure.
However, if he can come out on his own accord and make the people present unaware, then it means that the cultivation realm of snow falling without a trace is still there, and it means that he has recovered the realm.
So at this time, they were all listening attentively, except for Zhuo Zangfeng, who was at a loss and didn't know the accident, Liu Qingfeng and Dongfang Yinyue had already waved their divine senses to the limit.
They hoped that their divine sense would not be able to detect any sounds, which would mean that their cultivation realm was not as good as the Great Sword Saint in the secret realm.
Everyone hoped that Meng Taixu, who came out, would repeat the peak realm.
Silent, or silent.
Without footsteps, their hope exists.
Finally, the bronze door opened silently......