The Guanghan River is surging and surging, and the cold mist is filled, attracting the glow from above the nine heavens, so that thousands of spiritual wood flowers are born on both sides of the strait, like a fairyland above the sky is about to open.

"This falling thousands of rays of light contain the true meaning of the Holy Dao, which is of great benefit to immortal cultivators who have just come here, consolidating the foundation of cultivation and even improving the comprehension of the root bones, etc., but it also contains corresponding tests, the farther you go in the test, the more benefits you will get!"

Yang Changshan, a veteran foundation building monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect, introduced Jiang Ming: "However, the old man has already received this baptism of light, and it is useless for me, so I climbed the mountain first, and I don't need to be anxious. ”

"It's only been a few hours since this glow opened, don't miss it......"

After explaining a few words, Yang Changshan sacrificed a white jade spirit boat, rose to a length of three zhang in the wind, and took Zhu'an to stand up, and flew towards the other side of the Guanghan River, the peak of the clouds that drooped thousands of silks.

"Goodbye big brother, we are waiting for you on the mountain!" Zhu An'an waved his arm vigorously and said goodbye to Jiang Ming, and only withdrew his arm until he couldn't see Jiang Ming.

"The void is cold, it's not good for your illness, don't mess around......" Yang Changshan knocked Zhu An'an's head.

Zhu An'an's eyes darkened, and he mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Master, what kind of disease do I have?" Why is it always incurable......"

"It can be cured!" Yang Changshan's tone was resolute, he looked up at the peak where the light was permeated, his eyes were deep, and he urged the spirit boat to fly upward, but he tried his best to avoid those falling glows, and he didn't touch the slightest, and even the outermost mist silk of the glow didn't want to be touched.

Zhu An'an looked at those magnificent and colorful glows and asked curiously, "Master, this is also the first time I have come here, why can't I accept the baptism of glow?" ”

"There are so many places that I can't go......" Zhu Anan seemed to remember what happened before, and said a little lost.

Yang Changshan rubbed her hair, and said with an inexplicable smile: "When An An is cured, you can go anywhere, and when the time comes, Master will take you all over the immortal cultivation world, and you can go wherever you want......"

"Good! Talk about it, pull the hook ......" Zhu An'an looked excited, and was about to jump up again, Yang Changshan hurriedly pressed her back again......

……

Next to the Guanghan River, Jiang Ming stood on top of a flying sword, looking at this magnificent spectacle, and couldn't help but sigh at the sage's handwriting, moving mountains and reclamation seemed to be easy for them.

"On the day of my sanctification, I will also have two beautiful rivers to play with......"

Jiang Ming thought about it in his heart, that is, he pressed these distant and boundless things in his heart for the time being, and flew directly towards the other side of the Guanghan River, the falling glow.

He had also heard that the glow of the Holy Dao when the Holy Dao Platform was opened was an opportunity that every monk could encounter but could not seek, and it could cleanse the roots and bones and refine the spiritual foundation, which would be of great benefit to the future cultivation path.

Airplanes~

On his side, a ray of light fell, and in the distance it seemed to be only as thick as a hair, but when it got closer, it seemed to be pouring down a long river, and Jiang Ming could even vaguely hear the sound of the saint chanting in it.

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His heart moved slightly, and he stepped into the glow of the sun.

Wow~

Jiang Ming saw a mold lake in front of him, and then the stars shifted, and he came to another strange place in an instant.

"It's ......"

Jiang Ming looked in front of him with some astonishment, it was a barren low mountain, less than a hundred zhang high, with ordinary weeds and shrubs growing everywhere, as well as bare gray and white stones, completely looking like a small mountain in the mortal world.

The only special feature is that in front of Jiang Ming, there is a bluestone path, I don't know who carved out the mountain stone steps, which have long been covered with moss, winding upwards and leading to the top of the mountain.

"Is this the test?"

Jiang Ming chuckled, there was nothing to hesitate about, and he raised his feet and stepped onto the first step.

Rumble......

In an instant, Jiang Ming's feet rumbled, his mind seemed to fall into the top of a mountain, and he saw a young figure in front of him, practicing boxing on the top of a low mountain, drenched in sweat, containing incomparably powerful power.

Boom boom boom~

The figure of the young man, with a fist, seemed to smash into Jiang Ming's heart, occupying all his mind, as if he was fighting with the young man in his mind.

"Quite a powerful young man......" Jiang Ming's eyes were surprised, this young man had no spiritual power on his body, and he was also fighting mundane boxing, but his comprehension of martial arts seemed to be many times better than Jiang Ming back then.

If it was a battle at the same level, without using forbidden techniques and hole cards, Jiang Ming would never be the opponent of this young man.

Clang~

Suddenly, Jiang Ming seemed to hear a slight sound of Jin Ge striking in his body, and he felt that the whole person seemed to be a little more relaxed.

"It's those remnants of sword intent......" Jiang Ming sensed it slightly, and he instantly understood what was happening.

Previously, in the burial ground, the remnants of the sword intent left in the body by the 108,000 swords of the holy level, after absorbing nutrients from the mysterious seeds for many days, there was still a little remnant, but now under the punch of this unknown young man, as if it was being sharpened and smelted by the fist, it was completely integrated into his body, turned into a part of himself, and fused with the blood and bone meridians, regardless of each other.

In the spirit base, the mysterious seed was still devouring the sword intent, and even under the fist of this young man, the speed of devouring was faster.

Jiang Ming unconsciously waved his fingers, and the wisps of sword light on his fingertips converged, like an endless drizzle, sometimes violent and fierce, sometimes soft and soft, amorphous, indefinite, as if it was a changing cloud......

Clang~

Clang~

Clang~

The young man was still performing his fist technique, and each punch was wrapped in amazing power, sharpening the sword intent in Jiang Ming's body, making Jiang Ming's comprehension of the sword intent grow rapidly.

But this kind of benefit is not something that everyone can bear, it is the bombardment and sharpening of the light of the soul, if it is a qi cultivator, it may not be able to bear it, but for Jiang Ming, it is like a breeze blowing on his face, and he can easily bear this kind of grinding of the soul.

Finally, the figure of the young man in front of Jiang Ming's eyes gradually became a lake, and finally dissipated, and his footsteps still stayed on the first step of the low mountain.

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"Interesting!" Jiang Ming smiled, raised his feet without hesitation, and stepped up the second step.

Rumble......

The young man appeared again, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, a few points higher than before, and his aura seemed to be a little more majestic, performing another completely different set of fist techniques, continuing to sharpen Jiang Ming's sword intent, and even Jiang Ming's muscles and bones and meridians were slowly tempered by the inexplicable fist intent and became more perfect.

Airplanes~

Within the spirit base, the mysterious seed trembled slightly, rippling with light, releasing the mysterious Dao rhyme, guiding Jiang Ming into a deeper realm of enlightenment, stretching the majestic sword intent, and integrating into Jiang Ming's consciousness at an astonishing speed.

Jiang Ming's heart was instantly filled with countless sword path true intents, as if he had become a sword cultivation master who had been immersed in sword dao for countless years, and at his fingertips, the wilting sword momentum was also a little stronger, containing an incomparably terrifying momentum.

"This kind of ......" Even in the realm of enlightenment, Jiang Ming's heart was extremely shocked, and he realized the power of this seed.

These sword intents are all saint-level powers, if Jiang Ming only relies on his own comprehension, even if he sharpens it with the help of the unknown power here, it will take dozens or hundreds of years to comprehend it.

But this seed, after devouring those remnants of sword intent, integrated it into Jiang Ming's body in an unimaginable way, allowing him to quickly comprehend these sword intents.

Katsa~

Within the spiritual base, the green seed was quietly cracking open at this moment, and the emerald green shoots were faintly visible, as if they would grow out at any time.

After a while, the second young figure dissipated, and Jiang Ming ascended the third step of steps.

This time, the young man's strength was a little stronger, and the tempering of Jiang Ming's sword intent was also becoming more and more intense, and he was sure that ordinary foundation building cultivators should be difficult to withstand at this level.

4th and 5th floors......

Jiang Ming climbed up layer by layer, and walked up to the twelfth floor, each layer will undergo a baptism and tempering, and the breath of his body will be more condensed, but it will also become more mellow and wishful, ethereal and super-dusty.

The most amazing thing is naturally the sword intent on Jiang Ming's body, which is almost difficult to suppress, and the whole person is like a fairy sword that is about to be unsheathed, and the sword momentum like clouds and mist is constantly changing, and it seems to be a volcano that is accumulating strength.

Rumble......

Thirteenth floor of steps.

Wave~

In the spiritual base, a tender sprout finally emerged from the mysterious seed and swayed out.

And on the steps of the low mountain, Jiang Ming felt that his body suddenly lightened, and the remaining sword intent in his body had been completely refined.

He took a deep breath, the sharp light in his eyes overflowed, and the sword qi was even more swirling between his fingers, and the grass and trees on both sides of the steps were cut out by the invisible sword qi.

"I have a sword...... Kill the enemy of the world! ”

In Jiang Ming's heart, there was an inexplicable sense of incomparable sharpness, and he slashed out with his fingers, and the sword momentum accumulated in his whole body poured out at this moment, like a dragon coming out of the gate, the sky descending from the galaxy, and the terrifying qi suddenly rushed into the sky.

Rumble......

The clouds in the sky were shattered, and among the countless brilliant and colorful smoke clouds, only a dazzling sword light rushed into the darkness and did not disperse for a long time.

……

Rumble......

On top of a towering giant peak, many Tianjiao from the major immortal cultivators were gathering here to discuss and compete, but at this time, they all changed color and looked at the side of the giant peak in shock.

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I saw that not far from the giant peak, in the endless sea of clouds, a dazzling sword light rushed up, sharp and sharp, like a king breaking through the sky, overlooking everyone......