"Why hasn't there been any movement for so long?"

"There you have it! There are fluctuations! This is about to go to the third layer!"

"It's still a few seconds, this non-language sword intent has a hand!"

At the entrance of Sword Seventy-two, the group of Sword Sect disciples raised their heads expressionlessly, staring at the six masters who were still insisting on exercising and climbing in their seventies and eighties, and they all didn't know what to complain about......

The Sword Sect's Imperial Sword Technique, their young people are naturally looking forward to it, but these masters who have been waiting for a lifetime have their own knots.

At this time, there was finally hope, and finally there was a chance to have a complete view of the swordsmanship, these masters persisted for a while, and at this time they were also in a bit of a 'swing', and they hung on the stone wall and chatted very energetically.

In fact, it is not only the state of mind that is indifferent to the world, but also the true nature of the self, which is also the state of mind pursued by some cultivators.

In the cave, Wang Sheng had already stepped into the third layer, still holding a sword to break through the level, and scattered all the phantoms that rushed out of the stone gate, and then turned his head to comprehend the swordsmanship on the stone wall for a while.

The swordsmanship depicted on the stone walls around the third layer can already be called exquisite.

Wang Sheng had no intention of stealing the teacher, but he confirmed each other with his Seven Star Sword Formation and Liangyi Sword, but he could also give himself a lot of insights.

In addition to the swordsmanship, Wang Sheng would not take more sword sect swordsmanship, he always felt greedy and chewy.

I don't have the master's excellent brain, so I honestly focus on the Seven Star Sword Formation and the Liangyi Sword Intent......

Of course, if everything goes well this time, Wang Sheng will also focus on swordsmanship in the future.

After all, that's swordsmanship......

Or kill people thousands of miles away, take the head of the enemy in the chaos of the army, or step on the flying sword to travel between the heavens and the earth, and the sword is in the palm of your fingers!

With such swordsmanship and spells, which sword cultivator doesn't want to peek at its true form?

But although Wang Sheng was looking forward to it in his heart, he still walked very steadily.

He spent more than two hours on the third floor to read the swordsmanship here, took out the kettle and drank a sip of boiled water, and then pushed open the door of the third floor.

In the first thirty-six levels, Wang Sheng's seven-star sword intent did not break through the previous level, and there would be no resistance, but now his seven-star sword intent is complete, and it is even more overwhelming.

If it weren't for the fact that he would stop every time to comprehend the swordsmanship on the stone wall, and the time it took to comprehend the swordsmanship every time it took him more and more time, it was estimated that it would only take half an hour to refresh the current record of Sword Seventy-two.

Gradually, the Sword Sect Daoists, who were attached to the stone wall and jumped upwards several times, also began to understand why Wang Sheng was spending more and more time on each layer.

They were not annoyed by the fact that the sect's various swordsmanship was looked at by outsiders, on the contrary, they also felt that Wang Sheng, a young sword cultivator, was becoming more and more reliable, and pinned more hopes on Wang Sheng.

Finally, Wang Sheng pushed open the door to the fifth floor.

Two minutes later, the fluctuation of the sword intent intersection swung out through the stone wall again, making the Daoists couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate on feeling.

Due to the barrier of the stone wall and the large array, the fluctuations they could catch were already very weak, probably just some simple shocks.

And the only information they can tell whether Wang Sheng is in a bitter battle is the length of time the fluctuations last.

In the thirty-eighth level, the fluctuation of the battle lasted for more than ten seconds;

In the thirty-ninth level, the fluctuation of the battle lasted for half a minute, and the fortieth level was almost half a minute......

After the fifth layer was fought, it took more than ten minutes just to fight, which was obviously different from the sweeping all the way to the thirty-six levels of the first four layers.

Although Wang Sheng's performance was still extremely fast for other passers, and he was still not stopped from stepping down, and every time he broke through, he passed it once, but the Daoists hung on the stone wall to look at themselves, and they were all a little worried.

Feiyu should have started to feel the pressure, it took one minute to break through the forty-second level, and three minutes to break through the forty-fifth level. ”

"No problem, in fact, as long as you enter the seventh layer, you should be able to copy the sword technique on the stone wall. ”

"It's not that simple, I see that there is a fragment of an ancient book that mentions that the last eighteen levels are not the same as the previous ones...... Imperial sword art is the most important thing in this sect, and it will definitely not be carved directly on the stone wall. ”

"Believe in non-language. ”

"I look at this sub-life, it seems that he has suffered a catastrophe, but after the catastrophe, he turned lucky, this time we also borrowed his luck, and it should be able to the city. ”

"The statement of physiognomy is not credible, my Sword Sect should respect the sword. Feiyu's sword intent has been consummated, if even he can't retrieve the sword technique, I'm afraid that it will be heaven that will make our Sword Sect delay this initial ten years of cultivation. ”

The Daoists each sighed and continued to wait on the stone wall.

The closer they got to the Imperial Sword Technique, the more anxious they were at this time, however, what the Daoists were worried about at this time was actually ...... It's not like that......

About ten minutes ago, Wang Shenggang smashed the thirty-eighth phantom, looked at the fifth stone gate in front of him, and a thought came to his heart.

Fighting all the way, his seven-star sword intent is basically a sweeping situation, and the improvement of himself by breaking through the level is very limited.

Then why not take the opportunity to sharpen your Liangyi sword intent?

At this time, his understanding of Liangyi Sword Intent is still on the 'Liangyi Good Guard', which is not profound, if he can feel and improve here, it will be a great thing.

So, when Wang Sheng took the second step, he had already deliberately restrained his seven-star sword intent, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be weak, but in fact, the moves were endless.

This time it took Wang Sheng half a minute to fight against the phantom that flew out of Shimen, and then the time of the battle continued to prolong, but this kind of collision between sword intent made Wang Sheng's understanding of the Liangyi Sword also grow by leaps and bounds.

So much so that after breaking the level, Wang Sheng neither went to comprehend the sword intent on the stone wall, nor did he push open the stone door leading to the sixth layer, but slowly sat down and quietly experienced what he had gained.

This experience is a night.

The Daoists outside thought that Wang Sheng was injured, and they were worried and sad one by one, while the Daoists were much more pragmatic and began to study how to use scientific means to open the mountain and take out the swordsmanship inside.

Most of the young disciples dispersed on their own, and although this matter had to be kept an eye on, they were still reprimanded by their respective masters for practicing swords.

At noon on the second day of Wang Sheng's breakthrough, there was finally another fluctuation of sword intent, and this time it was just a fierce battle, and it took six minutes.

And after the fight, there was no movement for half an hour.

In the eyes of the Dao Masters and Dao Masters of the Sword Sect, Wang Sheng must have been injured.

But he didn't know that Wang Sheng had indeed fallen into a bitter battle simply by relying on the sword intent of Liangyi, and the bitter battle could inspire the monk's understanding the most......

......

Seaside city, in a suite in a seaview hotel.

Qing Yanzi was looking at the calm sea, the warm sun was shining on the sea, and the waves had become much gentler.

The door was open, and there was a deliberately light footstep outside, and the Jindan monk sighed softly, and said in a soothing and elegant tone:

"Watching the sea give birth to Xiao Hua, the scales are blue and the waves are flat.

Overlooking the fairy island here, there are suspected clouds and cranes singing. ”

"Ahem!" a light cough came from outside the door, and the back door was pushed open, and a somewhat tired Chi Aya walked in.

Qing Yanzi suddenly put on a gentle smile and asked, "Is the work over?"

"Well, I can rest for four hours," Chi Aya shrugged, and was about to go to the sofa to take a seat, but she felt a gentle air flow envelop her whole body, and she was taken directly to the bed.

Qing Yanzi said seriously: "Lie down, I will relieve your fatigue for you." ”

"You ......" The leader of the investigation team was just about to speak, when she felt a pair of big hands press her ankles, and then a warm current poured from her ankles into her body, making her uncomfortable and difficult to refuse.

Chi Aya snorted lightly and did not refute.

At some point, the door was closed, and the lock floated up on its own.

Qing Yanzi's fingers lightly tapped the acupuncture points on Chi Aya's legs and feet, helping her quickly relieve her tiredness.

Chi Aya dragged the quilt to cover herself, and asked softly: "Is it because of psychological problems that I can't speak coherently all the time?"

"No," Qing Yanzi said, "congenitally insufficient...... This is not easy to explain.

It can be understood that she should have died, but I spent more than ten years of hard work to help her survive, and now her life is stable. But because of this, there is a problem that cannot be said.

According to another theory, she may be a fairy in the sky in her previous life, and God will not let her speak in this life, and spit out secrets in the open air to mortals. ”

"Crooked heresy," Chi Aya rolled her eyes, "I want to help Buyu hire some psychiatrists." ”

"There's nothing wrong with the psychology of not being silent, and it's very simple," Qing Yanzi sighed lightly, "It's better to worry about non-language than to worry about silence." ”

Chi Ayaqi said: "What's wrong with Feiyu?

Qing Yanzi sighed: "Ziwei Star Lord, ruling the Nine Stars, is also the sword of cultivation...... Yesterday, I was busy with divination and fortune-checking for him, and when I watched the stars at night, I found that his life had changed. ”

Chi Aya suddenly frowned, "Can you briefly explain?"

"Okay, let's not mention my two apprentices, you are usually so busy, so you finally have some time for the two of us to get along. ”

"Hmph. ”

Qing Yanzi looked at Chi Aya with affection, and called softly: "Aya ......"

"Go sit over there, I'm going to sleep if I don't press it. ”

"Hey, you sleep, you sleep. ”

Qing Yanzi rolled over and got out of bed and sat cross-legged on the sofa beside her, Chi Aya turned around, covered with the quilt, and muttered something or two.

It's like, 'Why didn't I see you so obedient before?' or something.

Qing Yanzi couldn't help but laugh, just looked at her back with tenderness, but didn't move any thoughts.

After all, she only had four hours to rest, and she couldn't add to her fatigue......