Chapter Forty-Nine: First-Order Sword Intent
The Sword Leaf Abyss is a strange space, and the entrance is the crack in the center of the Nine Dragons Mountain Range.
In the nameless valley, Ding Yan sat cross-legged, the Tongqi True Sutra was running in his body, and in a breath, the vitality that was free around was incorporated into his body one after another, replenishing the innate true qi that was overconsumed.
This valley, Ding Yan has explored, there is no danger, it is very safe, but the vitality in the air seems to be a little thin.
After a quarter of an hour, the vitality in his body recovered somewhat, and Ding Yanfang took out the lotus leaf peach, put the lotus leaf into the box, and covered the palm with innate true qi, wrapping the small and delicate peach.
"Lotus leaf peach, rare for a thousand years, I haven't seen it in the Xiuzhen world, but I didn't expect to be met by me in this world. ”
Ding Yan sighed a little, the lotus leaf peach is a real treasure of heaven and earth, three hundred years of flowering, three hundred years of fruit, three hundred years of maturity, and the last hundred years to gather the aura of heaven and earth. At the moment of complete ripening, there is only a quarter of an hour of picking time, and after a quarter of an hour, it will automatically become a spiritual river and immerse itself in the earth.
The peach can be taken directly, but the lotus leaf is a magic weapon-like existence, after all, it can support the treasure of heaven and earth, no matter how bad it is, it is stronger than the ordinary spiritual weapon.
Ding Yan has a supreme martial arts, the third Buddha. Among them, the key to practicing this martial art is to need the lotus leaf lotus platform.
In Buddhism, it is said that there are immeasurable and boundless Ganges sand worlds, immeasurable and boundless Ganges sand Buddhas, and immeasurable and boundless Ganges sand Bodhisattvas. The lotus flower is a sacred object of Buddhism, out of the mud and not stained, both the sorrow of not giving up the turbid world, and the wisdom of being unstained.
And the lotus leaf of the lotus leaf peach is the seat of the lotus platform. Lotus, that is, lotus. The heavens of the Esoteric Vajra realm and the Shakya Monastery of the Tibetan realm are all seated with lotus leaves. The supreme martial arts of the three Buddhas is the way to open up an alternative Buddhism, gathering the past, present and future three lives as their own body, with lotus leaves as the base and lotus flowers as the platform, casting the golden body of the Dharma.
In the Xiuzhen world, Ding Yan obtained this martial art on a third mountain, where time and space were chaotic and it was a Jedi.
It can be said that lotus leaf peach is a very important item for Ding Yan.
The peach turned into a cool stream of water, which poured into the heart and flowed all over the body, as if the whole body was immersed in cool cold water.
Immediately, a warm current rose from the dantian, this warm current, warm as jade, Ding Yan's spirit was shocked, and the whole consciousness fell into a state of confusion.
The heart is magnifying, the soul is trembling, the primordial spirit is running, and a state of "I am heaven and earth, and heaven and earth is me" appeared in Ding Yan's heart.
The artistic conception is not new to Ding Yan, and this feeling is very familiar to him.
Fit the heavens and the earth!
Ding Yan came to a strange world, this world, colorful, composed of countless colors, some red, some blue, some black gold, some violent, some warm, some sharp, some complete.
"Sword"
muttering to himself in his heart, Ding Yan's face changed.
This is a world of swords, with countless swords hanging and standing, including long swords and short swords, broad swords and thick swords, open and unsharp, some noble and prominent, and some low-key and dusty.
A giant sword appeared in front of Ding Yan's eyes, the giant sword was bronze, and the two sides of the sword body were engraved with the pattern of mountains, rivers and stars.
Endless edges emanated from the giant sword, and thousands of swords trembled at the same time.
Ding Yan sat under this giant sword and felt the sword intent.
Airplanes!
A tiny crack appeared in the void
In the dark hall, a figure shrouded in black robe sat cross-legged, and streams of black energy mist erupted and permeated the hall.
Suddenly, the black mist churned violently, twisting and changing, and gradually formed a demonic shadow that appeared behind the man.
"Spiritual Realm, Dark Rune Cheng!"
The eyes opened, and the figure let out a chuckle. In four months, he has gone from nothing to a master of the Median Spirit Realm, and if he says this, no one can believe it.
"Congratulations to the young master for practicing the Dark Rune. ”
A middle-aged man in a blue shirt walked from outside the hall with a hideous scar on his face.
The figure was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and when he heard this, his eyes flashed with a gleam, "Is the matter done?"
The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he hesitated: "Young master, there was a little accident, so"
The young man frowned, and said lightly: "What kind of accident? ”
The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, he fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "The young master spares his life, the young master spares his life There was originally a perfect opportunity to kill Ding Yan, but, but"
A trace of coldness flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said coldly: "Say!"
The middle-aged man's body trembled, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he said in a low voice: "Due to an accident halfway, the little one was seriously injured by a seventh-level demon beast, and he has been cultivating for several months, and Ding Yan has disappeared."
"Rubbish!"
The young man's face turned pale.
Crumb.
"Give you two months, be sure to kill Ding Yan before the Twelve Academies Competition, otherwise, you will come and see you!"
The middle-aged man was pardoned, and crawled out of the hall.
The young man looked out of the main hall, his face suddenly turned hideous, and he gritted his teeth, "Ding Yan, the hatred of killing your father is not shared, I will let you personally try this taste of the Ding family that hurts into the bone marrow, hum!"
In an unnamed valley in the Abyss of Sword Leaves.
Ding Yan sat under the tree, his body motionless.
This tree is the only ancient tree with green leaves in the Nameless Valley, and the rest is dry and rotten. The abyss of sword leaves is a different space, there is still time and weather in it, and now in September, the leaves fall very quickly, even if it is just a breeze, there will be three or four leaves falling down in a curl.
A few hours passed, and Ding Yan's hair and clothes were stained with more than a dozen yellow leaves.
"Senior brother, there's a valley ahead, let's go in and hide for a while. A crisp and flustered voice sounded faintly.
"Okay, let's be careful. ”
Another hoarse voice rang out from Taniguchi.
Immediately afterward, the Nameless Valley ushered in two gray-clad warriors, a man and a woman, both with long swords on their backs and tired faces. And on the man's body, there were still some blood stains. Obviously, the two should have gone through a bitter battle.
"Senior brother, there are people!" the woman was startled, looked at Ding Yan under the tree vigilantly, and said nervously.
The man's eyes flashed, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "This person should be healing, don't disturb him, let's just go to the other side." ”
The woman nodded, and helped the man to the side.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and dozens of dead leaves swept down and fluttered one after another.
At this time, Ding Yan opened his eyes, and the sharp essence light shone brightly.
The two stared at each other and looked in the direction where Ding Yan was. An astonishing scene happened, I saw Ding Yan's eyes sweep, and the falling leaves in front of him seemed to be cut by an invisible blade, and suddenly it was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight, and it became a cloud of debris in the sky in an instant.
"Sword intent, legendary sword intent!"
The man's body trembled, and he screamed wildly in his heart