As the ancestor of Beiling for nearly 10,000 years, the history of Qingshan is even older than that of the Great Xia, which now dominates the world.

Therefore, the seven main peaks of Qingshan have always been famous in Great Xia.

Standing at the northernmost tip of this stretching mountain range, at the top of the humble peak, which looked no different from ordinary mountains, a black-robed figure came to the sword.

He laid his sword in front of the gray-haired old man and bowed his head.

"Shouyi to meet my uncle. ”

Shouyi, who had just sent Fang Chen to the Sword Cliff this morning, had waited under the Sword Cliff for a long time and still hadn't seen Fang Chen go down the mountain, and then received a sword order from the Humble Peak Peak Lord.

"Shouyi, Fang Chen's cultivation of the Sword Yuan Jue is fateful, there is no need for you to guard under the sword cliff, as for the young man's food problem, this bottle of Linggu Pill should be enough to support his cultivation. ”

Standing on top of the Humble Peak with his hands on his back, his eyes stayed in the Nine Stacks of Sword Formations in the Green Mountain, the old peak master of the Humble Peak, and a four-foot long sword as pale as frost hung beside him.

Between the light of the long sword and the sword returned, the eyes of the old peak lord seemed to reflect a mountain cliff.

"Yes. ”

Stretching out his hand to take the jade bottle flying in front of him, Shouyi replied respectfully, and then Edgeworth followed the pale long sword and flew towards the Qingshan Sword Cliff again.

Qingshan Nine Stacks Sword Array, as a mountain protection array of the Shangzong Sect that shocks the Quartet, is poured into the hard work of every Liangyi Peak Formation everyone in Qingshan for ten thousand years.

Therefore, within the sword array, except for the Qingshan Sect Leader who held the array plate, no one else could snoop and break into the sword array at will.

Even the disciples and elders of Qingshan could only follow the established path within the sword array, using Qingshan tokens and their own sword qi to enter and exit the great array.

Therefore, no matter how high the Qingshan Sword Cultivator who entered the Sword Cliff Cultivation was to meet each other, it was impossible for them to meet each other.

Therefore, even the Great Elder of Qingshan was not sure that he would find Fang Chen who cultivated the Sword Yuan Technique in time in the Sword Cliff.

If the sword qi riots, it will not be found and cannot be saved.

And the old peak master of the humble peak, or the sword of the old peak master, is obviously an exception.

After Edgeworth left Humble Peak, Shouyi, who followed behind the pale sword, not only did not relax, but looked at the front with more and more respect.

Enter the Sword Cliff.

Unexpectedly, after the pale long sword scurried, Shouyi, who was firmly following behind him, did not lose his way in the sword cliff, and pointed towards the pale sword shadow, and the one person and two swords easily found Fang Chen, who was still on the first layer of the sword cliff.

Gifting the Linggu Pill to Fang Chen, Shouyi once again emphasized the rules of Sword Cliff cultivation and the special nature of this place, and then quickly left.

In the Sword Cliff, only Fang Chen was left.

The young man who swallowed a Linggu Pill quickly regained his strength under the medicinal power, and sat on the first layer of the Sword Cliff for a while, the young man raised his hand to look at the little finger that had already turned red, gritted his teeth and began to continue to attract sword qi.

On the hill to the north, the white-haired old man gently stroked the long sword that had just been swept back, and his eyes seemed to see the young man's actions, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

"Little one, the real difficulty is yet to come. ”

......

Being in the midst of the Nine Stacks of Sword Formations, no matter when Fang Chen raised his head, the sky was clear and clear, and he couldn't detect the passage of time at all.

Outside of the sword formation, a large group of new disciples who had passed the sword formation assessment had already experienced a period of rebirth.

After all, the warrior and the mundane are two worlds.

Built in the disciple's pavilion at the foot of Guiyuan Peak, Zhang Ziping, who had set foot in the second realm of cultivation in just two months, had the wooden sword behind him already been put on the shelf, and he had not used it to practice the sword for a long time.

The sturdy young man standing on the edge of the attic window, his palm slowly condensed a halo of earthy yellow, his eyes glanced at the halo and then swept down the mountain, and he missed the city at the foot of the green mountain in his heart.

Then his eyes were half joy, and half sorrow.

"Brother Ping, I'm homesick again. ”

Behind Zhang Ziping, another new disciple of Qingshan, who had just finished practicing the Qingshan Foundation Nayuan Method, walked up to the young man with a smile, patted Zhang Ziping's shoulder quite familiarly, and also smiled with some sorrow in his eyes.

"Brother Ping'er, it's okay, wait another month for Qingshan disciple to inherit the sword, after the sword is selected, we can follow the elders in the peak down the mountain to practice, and then we will have the opportunity to return home to explore." ”

"Chu Jiang, I know, but I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. ”

Putting down his left hand, Zhang Ziping, whose eyes were brighter than two months ago, turned his head to look at the new disciple of Qingshan who had the same sword qi spirit rune as himself, shook his head and sighed softly.

Half a day after the sword formation assessment, Zhang Ziping, who was full of joy, rushed back to Frost City, saw the restaurant, and saw his father, but he didn't see the young man in Mai in the dilapidated alley.

Under the terrifying name of night, on the day when the battle between Chen Jiansheng and Night broke out in Frost City, the Broken Alley and several alleys next to it, except for the small earthen wall courtyard where Fang Chen and Chen Jiansheng lived, were all empty.

And after the battle, except for the small courtyard with earthen walls, it was all over the place.

Zhang Ziping, who hurriedly returned to the city, found nothing but the empty courtyard in the dilapidated alley that was being rebuilt in the Great Xia Allocation Silver Liang in the Frost City.

So, Zhang Ziping, who thought that he owed Mai a young man's life, stood outside the small earthen wall courtyard and made an oath to the enemy of the force that the world feared.

......

For a full two months, Fang Chen, who was sitting on the sword cliff, relied on the effect of the Qingshan Spirit Valley Danbi Valley Mingshen, except for the necessary interval to absorb the sword qi into the body, the rest of the time was practicing the sword yuan technique.

Starting from the little finger and the Sun and Small Intestine Meridian, Fang Chen, who endured the pain with his will, completely cleared the innate martial yuan of the first main vein in his body in half a month.

It then took 12 days to clear the foot solar bladder meridian.

Then there is the Zushao Yin and Kidney Meridian, ten days.

Hand syncope yin pericardial meridian, eight days.

Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Sutra, seven days.

Foot less yang gallbladder meridian, six days.

Until the seventh main vein that is currently being cleaned up, the Yin and Liver Meridians of the Foot Syncopus, Fang Chen, who has already cleared most of the Ququan acupoints, is about to succeed.

Fang Chen, who closed his eyes and breathed steadily, completely focused all his mind on the meticulous sword qi in the winding meridians in his body, and there were beads of sweat constantly dripping from his forehead.

The difficulty in the cultivation of the sword qi is the control of the sword qi, the dense meridians in the human body, it is extremely difficult to control the sword qi chisel yuan, not to mention that the later the practice, the longer the meridians that the sword qi needs to circulate, and the higher the requirements for the martial artist's mind.

He used sword qi to remove Fang Chen, who was the six main veins in his body, and he was already extremely proficient in controlling the sword qi introduced by the Sword Yuan Jue, but when the sword qi advanced to the seventh vein, even with Fang Chen's tenacity, he felt a little distracted.

The operation of the sword qi suddenly returned to the stagnation of the sword essence technique at the beginning, and Fang Chen, who had a Linggu Pill in his mouth, relied on the Ming Shen effect of the pill, and still forcibly pushed that sword qi forward.

Ququan cave will pass.

A slightly painful smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth.

Then there was a sudden feeling of dizziness in his head, and the sword qi in the meridians was rioting.

The Ququan acupoint was instantly broken through under this uncontrollable riotous sword qi, followed by Yin Bao, Zuwuli, Yin Lian, Rapid Pulse, and Zhangmen, and the six acupoints were broken through by this sword qi.

The pain hit his legs and feet, and Fang Chen's originally somewhat sluggish mind suddenly sobered up under this stimulation, and then he gasped and was silent in place.

The sword qi that entered the Ququan Acupoint, because it had originally consumed too much, did not put Fang Chen to death.

However, the several acupuncture points that the sword qi broke through, because of the sharpness that the Nine Stacks of Sword Qi is famous for in the world, still cut out several cracks in these acupuncture points and the veins along the way.

Moreover, because no one controlled the several points that the furious sword qi spontaneously broke through, there were still many remnants of innate martial arts in their subtleties.

Holding the ancient scroll that recorded the sword essence in his hand, Fang Chen suddenly felt a little powerless in his heart.

As Shouyi said earlier, there are only two cultivators of the Sword Yuan Jue recorded in the Aoyama Record who have succeeded so far.

Fang Chen, who had just opened the first meridian, was still very puzzled, he just held back the pain and drove the sword qi, why there were so many losers.

It wasn't until he reached the halfway point of his cultivation of the Sword Yuan Technique that Fang Chen, who knew that he had neglected some important points, realized how harsh this Sword Technique was on the cultivator's mind.

The martial artists who practice the Sword Yuan Jue are all waste bodies that cannot be practiced without exception, and these people who have not yet stepped into cultivation, even if their minds are as firm as the dust of the broken alley for more than ten years, in the face of the redundant meridians in the body, the minds of ordinary people in the world still cannot be fully taken into account.

And no matter which part of the meridians is neglected, the furious Qingshan sword qi will immediately rush indiscriminately, and the direction of the sword qi is to smash everything.

And Fang Chen, who failed for the first time, obviously suffered a rare luck in his life, this wisp of riotous Qingshan sword qi was walking along the meridians, rather than rushing out of the veins.

After closing his eyes and breathing for a long time, the Qingshan Linggu Pill is of average effect to martial artists, but for Fang Chen, who has not yet stepped into cultivation, the majestic medicinal power contained in the pill also has the effect of repairing and healing injuries.

After using the method of snooping on the mind of the sword yuan jue to determine that the cracks in the meridians had improved, and he was able to carry the sword qi to run, Fang Chen, who was clenching his fists tightly with both hands, once again introduced a wisp of green mountain sword qi into the meridians.

Shaoze, Tinggong, Qingming, Yongquan...... Yu Mansion, Tianquan, and the sword qi slowly circulated in hundreds of acupoints in the autonomous veins until it reached Ququan.

Fang Chen, who covered nearly seven main veins with his mind, turned pale again, but he regarded Jian Yuan Jue as the only chance to change his fate, but he did not give up, but stubbornly approached the Innate Wu Yuan with his sword qi.

The familiar pain came to his heart again, the crown of the young man's teeth clenched, and under the double pressure of pain and exhaustion, the hands that clenched his fists were already leaching with traces of blood from his palms because they were too hard.

But the secular teenager who has not yet stepped into the martial arts still lacks too much in his mind.

That wisp of newly entered the sword cliff sword qi slashed the Dao Innate Martial Yuan with unparalleled sharpness, and then suddenly lost control when the young man approached again.

This time, it was stabbing straight towards the edge of the meridians.

Fang Chen, whose eyes were bloodshot, could no longer open his eyes, but under the residual perception of his body, the young man still sensed the heartache of the sword qi stabbing the meridians.

However, the meridians were about to shatter, and the young man was about to turn into a bloody man, a milky white light suddenly erupted from his chest.