The place where the sword is buried in the outer gate of the Qinglian Sect.

Wan Zheyan stepped on the melting snow, and when he came here, he saw that Xiao Zhoutian was covered by the hidden gossip array, and he was completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the magic weapon given by Wanshan City on his body, with his naked eyes, even if he had a first-class level of martial arts, he would only turn a blind eye.

"This stinky boy can't wait to use it to set up the formation when he gets the spirit stone, how insecure this is, is it possible to think that who is okay will spy on him and become a mortal cultivator?"

Wan Zheyan was a little dumbfounded, and then he thought of the three people from Ziruyi Building, Xiantianhui, and Wumeng, and his face was a little ugly:

"It's my negligence, I may not peek at him practicing, but those unruly guys really did it."

The emergence of the three forces of Ruyi Building has greatly reduced the value of the Tibetan Sword Building.

Wan Zheyan also knew that when the high-level leaders of the Qinglian Sect noticed this corner and intended to support this aspect, this was the inevitable result.

But in the face of the monopoly being divided into four, Wan Zheyan was more or less resentful in his heart.

In Wan Zheyan's opinion, Zhang Qiudao will marry his niece Wan Miaojin in the future, and the Tibetan Sword Tower will also be inherited by the descendants of the two in the future.

The Tibetan Sword Building and the Wanjia family are tied together.

Wan Zheyan suppressed his uncomfortable mood and thought self-deprecatingly:

"This stinky boy is really calm, and he has been cultivating wholeheartedly for more than ten days, and even the people from the Hidden Sword Building have been waiting outside for three days, and they don't go back to take a look."

At this time, fifteen days had passed since Zhang Qiudao descended the mountain.

Zhang Qiudao cultivated in the place where the sword was buried for nearly ten days.

The outside world has changed from autumn to early winter, and the surrounding environment of the Qinglian Sect is excellent, with four distinct seasons, and there has been a first snowfall.

The process of cultivation is painful.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth polished the aura of heaven and earth with Zhang Qiudao, and it was an indescribable feeling of burning the body.

And around Zhang Qiudao, he was pulled by the small dissolving sword array arranged by the spirit stone, and the five elements of the sword demon drawn from the place where the sword was buried swirled around him.

There was a tingling sensation of sharp edges, and the sound of sword roars shook people's attention even more.

Zhang Qiudao not only needs to endure both physical and mental pain, but also needs to multitask.

On the contrary, the mana nourishes the body, so that he can recover his spirit without sleeping.

This also gives people no excuse to be lazy.

In addition to eating, drinking, excreting.

Zhang Qiudao has always persevered, and he has been working hard for many years.

The results have been remarkable.

At this time, the mana in Zhang Qiudao's body reached an unprecedented peak, nine thousand seven hundred and thirty-nine wisps of mana.

At the same time, the Five Elements Sword Demon Dao Bone also stepped into the limit of the second reunion method into sand.

Unless Zhang Qiudao has improved or broken through in some aspect.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for the Five Elements Sword Evil Dao Bone to be fused again.

Zhang Qiudao could sense that the light of the five elements was no longer limited to his backbone, but that the bones of his whole body were swimming deeply.

This is also a new stage, the unification of the bones.

The benefits brought by the unification of Dao bones allowed Zhang Qiudao to even use mana to be able to induce the sword in the place where the sword was buried.

Even if he doesn't need a sword, he pinched the sword fingers, and he could perform the one, two, and three styles of the "Wentian" sword technique.

The sword rain is flying, the sword wind is piercing, and the sword thunder is bursting.

Man and sword are the same, and the three sword tricks are integrated.

Even though Zhang Qiudao's mana could not be released, he had already reached the first-class level of martial arts by relying only on the integration of the three forms.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have time to study and cultivate the next twenty-five styles of the "Wentian" sword technique.

It took him a year and a half, and it was not impossible for him to become a martial arts master.

This is the sword path bonus brought by the Five Elements Sword Demon Dao Bone.

On the martial arts, he can become a peerless genius with a ten-year lifespan.

But in terms of cultivating immortals, he used his lifespan in exchange for a pseudo-spirit root that was worse than the miscellaneous spirit root.

Zhang Qiudao's goal has never been martial arts, but to seek immortality.

It's just that.

As the Five Elements Sword and Dao Bones were unified, the light of the Five Elements wandered in disorder, making Zhang Qiudao's sense of pain rise again.

Every time I swallow Reiki, it's like swallowing a knife into my throat, from headache to foot.

In fact, Zhang Qiudao has found a way to alleviate it.

That is to set up a simple Five Elements Symbiosis Circle outside the body to alleviate the pain caused by the Five Elements Sword Evil Dao Bone outside the body.

Although, the Five Elements Symbiosis Formation arranged with spirit stones is far from being as effective as using magic weapons as array flags.

But it is still possible to relieve the pain of the cultivation process a little.

Zhang Qiudao chose not to do so.

Relieving is tantamount to drinking water to quench your thirst.

Once he leaves the circle, the pain will still follow.

At the same time, his situation does not allow him to make himself comfortable.

He has no outstanding talent, no superhuman understanding, no abundant resources, only tenacious will.

For him who is so poor, pain has also become an indispensable catalyst for his growth, which can temper his will at all times and make his spirit highly concentrated.

His control over mana has improved significantly compared to before the retreat.

is slowly advancing towards the second-order "Cave Void" controlled by mana.

Once you enter the "Cave Void", the effect that the same wisp of mana can exert is equivalent to one and a half times that of the first order.

If he can reach the "Cave Void", this means that even if he can't get together all the things he needs to prepare to break through the realm, he can still try to forcibly break through as before, and enter the third "painting and drawing" of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Zhang Qiudao is no longer the cultivator he was at the beginning, he has understood that his mana purity comes from the sword, and his mana control comes from pain.

Desperate situations work miracles.

People don't be themselves, and they never know how much potential they have.

Zhang Qiudao chose to take the initiative to embrace the pain, or break through the Qi Cultivation Realm in less than ten years.

Or, spend your future life without regrets and die on the road to eternal life.

Just as Zhang Qiudao was about to continue cultivating, he felt that the magic circle was touched.

If the animals inadvertently break in, the Xiao Zhou Tian Hidden Bagua Array will send them from where they came from and back to where they can't touch the magic circle.

Zhang Qiudao opened his eyes and saw through the cracks in the cabin that the outside world was already white.

Wan Zheyan was standing outside the big array.

Zhang Qiudao waved his hand, and used his own mana to pull the mana in the gossip flags, and the gossip flags flew over and fell into his hands.

When the Bagua Banner disappeared, the circle began to slowly retreat.

This kind of retreat will last for more than half an hour, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura drawn by the Bagua Banner will be completely integrated into heaven and earth.

Even if some immortal cultivators have died for hundreds of thousands of years, the traces they left between heaven and earth will remain to this day, dissipating at an extremely slow speed.

"Uncle Wan!"

Zhang Qiudao confirmed that there were no traces of mana left around him, and only then walked out of the magic circle.

As soon as he walked out, Zhang Qiudao felt the temperature around him plummet by more than ten degrees.

The cold wind blew him cold.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is no longer an ordinary person.

Compared to the pain brought by the Five Elements Sword Demon Dao Bone, this chill was insignificant.

"Once you cultivate, you will be worse than my grandfather!"

Wan Zheyan looked at Zhang Qiudao's appearance in a single shirt, and couldn't help but shake his head, and said:

"My grandfather is out of the customs, and he is going to go to the Wanchuan Lake you said to find that huge thing, this is the reward he asked me to give you!"

Looking at the three bottles of elixir handed over by Wan Zheyan, Zhang Qiudao did not refuse, and bowed down to take it:

"Thank you!"

Wan Zheyan nodded and said:

"Grandpa is going out on a trip, and I will follow him, and I have entrusted a few friends who are familiar with the Qinglian Sect to take care of you."

"It's better for you to walk around when you have time, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles than to work alone behind closed doors."

"Yes!" Zhang Qiudao answered, but did not take it to heart.

If he seeks martial arts, now is indeed a good time to practice.

But if he cultivates Qi and cultivates immortals, that is a beginner.

There are many, many things that Zhang Qiudao needs to learn, and he won't have the heart to go out at all until he fully learns and eats them thoroughly.

Wan Zheyan chatted with Zhang Qiudao for a few more words, and told Zhang Qiudao that the people who hid the sword tower were waiting for him, so he dropped a letter and left.

Zhang Qiudao saw him drift away, and then stepped on the snow and walked towards the small courtyard.

At this moment, Zhang Qiudao did not use mana to simulate light skills.

The long-term cultivation has made his bones sore and unbearable, and he can loosen his muscles and bones by walking around well.

When he returned to the courtyard, he pushed open the door and picked up a broom to sweep the snow around him.

I cooked a good meal for myself.

The curling smoke gave the small courtyard a little more popularity.

It was slightly dark, and a figure came from outside.

The person who came was not the Wind and Thunder Twin Swords, but a middle-aged martial artist.

"Jin didn't know that he had seen the landlord!"

The middle-aged warrior stood at the gate of the small courtyard and said.