If you actually stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, you may understand why this mountain is called the Tien Shan.

Its rock walls are almost vertical, straight as pines, and only the part under the mountainside has been shrouded in clouds and mist for many years, and it is impossible to see clearly.

Chen An contemplated, and could see that a little higher, the rock wall became a large area of baldness.

Except for a few slightly raised rocks, nothing else can be seen.

This was caused by the sword qi left by the ancestor of Taixuan Sect back then.

The immortal sword intent has endured for thousands of years, and now, it has created a situation where all things in the mountain are not born.

Even if you just look directly at the bottom of the mountain, your eyes will feel faintly stinging and dry, and you don't know what it will be like to actually climb up.

Compared with this majestic behemoth, the boy standing at the foot of the mountain is like a small ant.

And today, this 'ant' seems to have a different idea.

He wanted to conquer this Tianshan Mountain.

Under the watchful eyes of many people in the open and in the dark, the 'ant' finally had the next move.

Such a mountain is destined to have no shortcuts.

He chose the simplest and most brutal way, directly summoned the flying sword, held his breath, and then climbed straight up the rock wall.

The young man is extremely fast, and his body is also very stable, and it is obvious that he has perfected the use of swordsmanship.

But if that's all he wants, what should he do when his spiritual power is exhausted?

Such questions inevitably appear in the hearts of those who are watching the teenager.

On a platform on the side of a cliff, Zuo Yunshan stared at the small black dot that was climbing up at a rapid pace, and frowned.

A little, his brow lifted again.

"I thought he was hiding some special means, but if it was just like this, the first half of the journey would naturally be easy, but he only built a foundation, how much spiritual power could he squander it?"

Zuo Yunshan couldn't help but comment casually.

Beside him, another figure stood.

It was Lu Ning, the eldest disciple of Shangxuanfeng.

When he heard Shizun's comment, he immediately echoed and spoke, "What Shizun said is extremely true, because he made such a big move before, didn't he inquire about the situation in Tianshan at all?" ”

Lu Ning said coldly: "Tianshan Mountain is really called the place of the Heavenly Moat, but the mountainside that retains the ancestor's sword intent!" ”

"Where the sword intent goes, all things are not born, and it is also the place where it is most necessary to spend spiritual power to resist, I want to see how he will deal with it later!"

"Oh no, I'm afraid he won't even be able to go up the mountainside."

When Zuo Yunshan heard this, he glanced at him, but he didn't hurry to speak.

He just stared at the little black dot on the side of the mountain, and wondered a little.

Could it be that such a big move was really just for the teenager to 'give it a try'?

Dao Xuan, that old guy, didn't tell a lie?

However, I don't know if Dao Xuan is lying or not, but the small black dot that is still rising is obviously going to disappoint Lu Ning.

By the time they were talking, the black dot was approaching the mountainside, and it was gaining momentum, and there was no tendency to slow down at all.

"Wait, this speed is definitely not going to build a foundation!"

Zuo Yunshan's pupils shrank, and his brows furrowed again.

He stared at the black dot and said with a quick conclusion.

But the realm of a young man, but what he has witnessed with his own eyes is not building a foundation?

This time, Lu Ning, who was standing next to him, did not echo again.

After all, the slap in the face came so quickly that his cheeks twitched hard.

He immediately changed his words and said, "Master, maybe he used some secret technique to burn the spiritual power in his body to gain a short-term cultivation skyrocket?" ”

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, he can't pass the level of the ancestor sword intent."

Lu Ning's face showed a smile again, a little disdainful after seeing through the youth.

"I think he also knows that this trip is hopeless, so he simply squandered his spiritual power in advance, and he can also take advantage of the opportunity to make a big splash."

Lu Ning said, thinking that his master, for example, was obviously frightened by him.

But if you want to deceive me Lu Ning, then you are a little too naïve.

Zuo Yunshan listened to his disciple's words, turned his head and glanced at him again, but he still held back and didn't hurry to make a sound.

Instead, he continued to look at the 'ant' on the side of the mountain.

He and the invisible sword intent...... It's getting closer.

……

……

The Tianshan Mountains were cut out by the patriarch's sword.

It is said that when this sword was split, it was the first time that the patriarch had improved his cultivation hundreds of years after stepping into the gods.

Under the excitement of the heart, it was difficult to help himself, so he had this sword.

At this time, Chen An slowly stopped in front of this sword intent.

The sword intent should have been condensed, but as time passed, it began to dissipate, and gradually evolved from one to one.

It stretches across the mountainside.

It also blocked the attempts of many disciples of Taixuanzong in the past dynasties.

Now, it is blocked in front of Chen An again.

In fact, in Chen An's generation, there are very few disciples who no longer try to conquer the Tianshan Mountains without their own strength.

After all, everyone has been trying for so many years, and they have long been tired of trying.

It's like something you can't get when you're young, and when you don't have enough, you always feel longing.

But when you really have the realm of stepping into the Tianshan Mountains, you will become uninterested again.

Only this time, Chen An had a reason to try.

Before he got closer, he could feel the sharpness that penetrated deep into his soul.

Under the blessing of wind and snow, it is like a blade of frost and snow, cold and sharp, which is daunting.

Its edge is where everything bows its head.

Of course the teenager didn't.

He tilted his head, not looking at the sword intent.

Instead, I want to see the person on the top of the mountain through these barriers.

……

"Up...... Mountain? ”

Looking at the young man who had begun to climb in the curtain, Mu Sanniang was stunned.

She had thought of many possibilities, but she never thought that her brother would choose this stupidest and most bitter method.

What happened in those days when I lost news of my brother?

The girl's delicate palm couldn't help but pinch it gently.

Those pale blue eyes stared at the light curtain tightly, without blinking.

Because at this moment, the figure of the young Edgeworth seems to have encountered the first obstacle.

His figure paused, and in the next moment, without any hesitation, he plunged into it.

Mu Sanniang didn't know what was blocking her younger brother, but she could see the young man's plain clothes, which had cracked many tiny openings in the blink of an eye.

It's like being slashed by invisible and sharp swords.

The sharp sword cut through the plain clothes, and then cut through the young man's clear face.

Traces of red blood rolled down from his neck and then flowed into his clothes.

Witnessing this scene made Mu Sanniang's eyes a little red.

Her expression was almost sluggish, and her palms were unconsciously pressed against her chest.

The sharp sword may have slashed through the young man, but it was more like a sword and a sword, slashing in her heart.

(End of chapter)