Three days later.

Mo Yun walked hundreds of miles alone and saw the lives of ordinary people. They work from sunrise to sunset, and their lives are always quiet and peaceful.

In front of you, there is a tall mountain range, lush forests, and a path that winds into the depths of the mountain range.

With the Shui Han Sword behind him, the green shirt was still the same, Mo Yun's footsteps did not stop, and he stepped into this Qinglang Mountain Range.

The Qinglang Mountains are famous places in the ancient cold city. Ancient rumors have that there was once a top powerhouse in the Sword Luo Continent, who came from Yugang, and the wind and thunder followed. They descended on the Qinglang Mountain Range, in order to compete for the mysterious treasure, launched an earth-shattering battle, the earth trembled, the sky cracked, and the terrifying aura that made the soul tremble, enveloping thousands of miles. The glow is misty, the aura is raging, and the edge is unmatched!

The battle lasted for two days, the breath surged, and within a hundred miles, the clouds were completely extinguished. In the end, the strong fell to many people, and the treasure fell into the hands of the strongest.

There are top powerhouses falling here, which is the most attractive place in the Qinglang Mountains. Even the bones of their kendo are treasures. If you can get its sword cultivation technique, you can climb to the sky in one step, and have the qualifications to step into the ranks of masters and enter the pinnacle.

Sword bones, sword tricks, are very rare things. The sword bone, which is left by the strong, is sharp, and can cast divine sword weapons. The sword technique is the foundation of sword cultivation and the basis of cultivation.

The rumors may not be true, but there are quite a few sword cultivators who have come to the Qinglang Mountain Range. They have different realms, some are swordsmen, and some have not yet completed the gathering of qi.

It has been many years since the battle of the strong, but I have never heard of anyone who has obtained a sword bone or a sword technique. This does not affect their enthusiasm, and there are always a lot of them who go into the mountains.

Feeling the heaviness of the Qinglang Mountain Range, Mo Yun felt more and more insignificant. The heart is direct, not to be deceived, this is the truest thought in the heart. There is a sense of awe rising in my heart, for nature, and for the unknown kendo path!

He gradually calmed down, and with an inexplicable feeling, he entered this treasure hunt that many people flocked to.

Over a few mountains, Mo Yun stood on the top of a mountain, hunting in Tsing Yi, long hair flying like ink, his eyes were calm, looking at the Qinglang Mountains, his whole body was full of momentum, and his eyes were hot.

Deep in the Qinglang Mountains.

A thousand-zhang mountain peak stands majestically, straight into the sky, thick and majestic, a majestic momentum is coming, shocking the mind. The mountain peaks are steep and rugged, the plants do not grow, the mountains and rocks are blue and black, and they look far away, like a rare sword, suppressing the mountains.

This is the Sword Peak, and it is also the place where the sword cultivation is most likely to be left behind. The sword peak is steep and impossible to climb, and most of the sword cultivators who come to explore the treasure can only walk around a few times at the foot of the peak, and leave disappointed after finding nothing.

He thought to himself. The sword peak is majestic, and the edge is hidden, like a peerless divine soldier, back to the basics. Perhaps, this Sword Peak really has some secrets, but its cultivation is insufficient and cannot be explored.

However, along the way of the sword, cultivation does not borrow foreign objects, and continues to improve with perseverance. All external objects are just auxiliaries, even if they are gods of the world, if they do not have strong power, they are also vain.

I don't know how many people don't understand this truth, and they spend their whole lives wandering outside the way of the sword, but they can't enter the door. If I want to go further on the road of swordsmanship, I must not slack off for a moment, but only move forward bravely.

Writing down the sword peak in his heart, Mo Yun continued to move forward.

Crossing the Sword Peak also means going deep into the Qinglang Mountains. A look at the green, the ancient trees towering to the sky, the apes flying, the goshawks soaring. There are unknown vines entwined around the ancient trees, winding upwards. The vines are thick, like a big dragon coiling, and the ancient trees enter the sky together.

Mo Yun looked up at this 10,000-year-old tree, the canopy covered a hundred meters, there was no trace of sunlight, and there was a thick layer of ** leaves on the ground, exuding an ancient smell.

This tree, which should have witnessed the battle of many strong men in those years, actually survived at this time, telling the people who came here about the changes of ten thousand years.

He stretched out his palm, gently stroked the ancient tree, felt the vertical and horizontal lines, and longed for it in his heart. It is not known how the great war broke out and how it ended. Raise your hand to open the sky and the earth, what kind of strong person has such power?

It is conceivable that the strong man came with endless strength, waved his hand to kill, snatched the treasure and left calmly, but no one dared to stop him. How majestic is this?

Sword cultivation must have such might, it must be brave and unmatched, shock the heroes of the continent with his heart, and slash the strong people in the world with his sword! Laugh to see the wind and clouds, and kill tens of millions of people in anger, this is the demeanor of the strong!

Along the vine upwards, Mo Yun walked for nearly a stick of incense. In front of him, the vines were cut off and broken, but the ancient trees were not scarred. Where the vines broke, there was no further growth, as if all life had been blocked. The vines do not wither, they should be rare, but Mo Yun does not recognize them.

Looking into the distance, a big mountain stretches, and there is a two-sided cliff in the middle, smooth as a mirror, unchanged for ten thousand years. At the top of the cliff, no more than 100 meters apart, but thousands of meters deep, everything was as if someone had cut it off with a sword.

Could it be that the cliff that has not changed for thousands of years and is still smooth is really cut open by a top powerhouse with a sword?

What kind of strong man is that? His heart was shocked, but his eyes became more and more determined. I will also become a top powerhouse in the future, wave my hands to shake the sky, and stomp my feet to split the ground, so as to live up to this life!

Looking at the hundred-zhang cliff, I kept imagining in my heart that the top powerhouse waved his hand and slashed out a sword, and the sharp qi of thousands of zhang moved out of thin air, the wind swept and thundered, and the sky and the earth were dim for a while.

The speed of this sword is not fast, but the speed of the sword is lightning, and it falls on the top of the mountain in an instant, killing another master directly, and even the thick mountain can not resist its might, and the mountain shakes in an instant, and the mountain collapses and is divided into two halves.

This is the power of the top powerhouse of the continent!

He took out the Shui Han Sword from his back, closed his eyes, and slowly slashed out a sword. The momentum of the water cold sword was strong, like a mountain peak falling, a blow slowly fell in the air, the wind and thunder around were faint, the robe swayed, and a fierce momentum emanated from the sword.

Mo Yun opened his eyes, a flash of essence, but he shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity! If I become a sword disciple and the true power of the sword in my body surges, this sword will not be weak." ”

"However, I have memorized this sword skill, as long as I have the strength to support it, it will always be strong. Since it is imitating the sword momentum of the top powerhouse, it is better to call it Broken Yue Split Mountain, a sword strikes out, Broken Yue Divides the Mountain, the momentum is endless, and the power is boundless!"

The 10,000-year-old trees in this place are not decaying, the vines are not dead, there must be something mysterious, it is better to cultivate here. There are a lot of sword cultivators who enter the Qinglang Mountain Range, and there is always no big mistake in being careful.

I have to experience and improve between life and death, so that I can become strong! I already have the opportunity, and what I need is to keep improving and move forward bravely!

Thinking of this, Mo Yun sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

The power in the body was immediately awakened, and he wandered through the ninety-nine acupuncture points that had not been opened up for a long time, absorbing the innate aura and strengthening his body. It can be felt that this force is extremely gentle, and even if the impact meridian fails, it will not cause much damage to the body.

The miracle of the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter is far beyond imagination, this is his greatest opportunity! This is the foundation of his entry into the way of the sword!

His consciousness sank into the depths, constantly operating the power in his body, and in the meridians, the accumulated innate aura became less and less, and all of them were transformed into surging internal energy.

The internal energy quickly shuttles through the meridians, and exudes a warm breath, washing and broadening the meridians. At the opened meridians, a slight coolness enters from the pores on the surface of the body, penetrates into the flesh and blood, and finally enters the meridians, which are also absorbed and transformed by internal energy.

This was something that was not seen in the previous few days of cultivation. With a slight movement of my mind, I guessed the approximate idea. Spiritual energy enters the body, this is a skill that only swordsmen have! And Mo Yun has just gathered qi to cultivate, so he has already begun to absorb the spiritual energy of the outside world, temper his physical body, and strengthen his internal strength.

The internal strength ran another stick of incense, and he gradually felt bursts of swelling pain coming from the opened meridians, and the contained power was saturated, and he could not inhale a trace of it.

He understood that this was the time to hit the acupuncture points again. Such an opportunity was not easy to come by, and Mo Yun was unwilling to give up.

Take a deep breath and calm your mind again. This time, he's going to succeed in one fell swoop!

The aura here can enter the body, directly transform the internal strength, if you can't improve yourself, how to enter the peak, let alone set foot in the world.

Internal strength, give me an impact!

In the heart, the internal strength moved in response to the sound, and the running speed increased sharply, surging along the meridians, rushing and churning, and rushing to the next acupuncture point.

This acupuncture point is not one hundred and eight big acupoints, it is also blocked by the solidified innate acupuncture, and the internal strength cannot be operated. When the internal strength runs here, there is no pause momentum, and it directly and bravely rushes over.

The internal strength is unstoppable, and it collides with the acupuncture point barrier.

"Boom!"

"Haha, open it for me again!" he looked pained, but he didn't stop. He wants to take advantage of this momentum to hit more acupuncture point barriers in one fell swoop. Only by opening up the meridians of the whole body as soon as possible and becoming a swordsman can it be regarded as untying the shackles of the body and having the qualifications to continue to move forward.

The internal strength did not stop at all, and it accelerated again, breaking the aura accumulated in the meridians. The meridians are ruptured, the pain is terrible, and the whole body is irritated.

"Hmph!" Mo Yun snorted, and a trace of blood oozed from his right arm, staining his green shirt red.

I've been depressed for five years, and today my dream has come true, how can I care about this pain. All the pain, forget me, I want to break everything!

Compared to the endless anguish in the heart, these little pains become less important.

He kept drinking low, and kept accelerating his internal strength.

It is another acupuncture point, and the barrier is in front of you, blocking the internal energy.

"Just a barrier, break it!"

The barrier was shattered, and the internal strength was advancing all the way, breaking through the acupuncture point barrier, supporting the meridian aura, which was unstoppable, and all the obstacles in front were pale and weak.

His eyes were blazing, and he looked at the sky, his entire arm soaked in blood, and his muscles continued to bulge, like small snakes scurrying around. The skin cracked inch by inch, and the meridians were also violently broken out of a path, and the internal strength was non-stop, and it marched fiercely.

Break!

Break!

Break all the obstacles for me!

Mo Yun's mind is stable, he can't bear what ordinary people can't bear, and it is undoubtedly very dangerous to forcibly push his internal strength and break down barriers. His face was immature, but his eyes were resolute, and he could not shake anything.

The momentum of internal strength did not stop, and he was finally blocked by a large cave barrier in front of him, and the ferocious castration was blocked, and he secretly screamed badly. The internal strength collided with the barrier, and suddenly a powerful force was generated, and the whole body shook violently, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out directly.

Realizing this, he fell on his back, unconscious on the nameless vine.

When I woke up again, the moonlight was bright and immense, sprinkling dappled light.

His eyes were calm, he looked at the bright red robe, and said secretly in his heart: Now is the time to test the results! Slowly running the internal strength, driving the meridians that wander carefully and enter the arm.

What is surprising is that the broken meridians of the arm are actually repaired as before. Although there is still a trace of pain in the operation of internal energy, it does not look like the meridians are damaged.

Nei Jin slowly walked all the way, and finally stopped at a big hole.

Sixteen acupuncture points!

Mo Yun finally smiled with satisfaction. This effort was not in vain, opening 16 acupuncture points at a time, and getting one step closer to opening up the meridians of the whole body.

However, such a crazy impact also caused a load on the body, and the arm almost collapsed. Unexpectedly, the gentle internal strength was so fierce that even the meridians were broken together. I don't know if it repairs the meridians, such a powerful repair ability is simply unheard of!

At this moment, my strength should be comparable to that of a low-level swordsman, right?

This kind of strength is still very weak, and I will continue to improve and step into a higher realm! If I had strong strength as soon as possible, I would not have ended up like this!

Kicked out of the house by his own father?

Oh, one day, I will come back from Yugang, look down on you and others, and see what you have to say! Expelling me from the Mo family will be your biggest failure!

If you are an elder, you can condemn me to life and death?

Mo Yun sat on the vine, slowly settled, and began to repair the damaged meridians in his body. With the internal strength to travel and nourish, the damaged meridians are slowly restored.