"It seems that my guess is not wrong, I am indeed a person with the 'blood of the dragon'. In this way, the power of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique can be further enhanced in the future. ”

Xuantian was overjoyed, and the graphics and explanations of the ten sword moves came to mind. In order to consolidate his memory, he immediately drew his sword and practiced from the first style.

In order not to disturb Xuantian's cultivation, Li Mengluan never said a word, just quietly stared at Xuantian's sword practice, the natural and beautiful sword moves made her fascinated, and sighed at the magic of this ancient book.

Xuantian has now entered a state of forgetting about things and me, and he can't feel Li Mengluan's gaze at all. He was completely immersed in the world of the "Purple Mansion Sword Technique", practicing from the first style to the last style, and deeply felt the unique charm of integrating with all things.

"There is a hidden way of heaven in the sword moves, which is in harmony with the laws of nature, no wonder there will be no flaws. ”

After practicing the ten styles, Xuantian not only did not feel tired, but even his spirit was greatly shaken. At this moment, through his practice, he finally realized the essence of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique.

Then Xuantian tried to guide the thunder element in his body out and attach it to the sword body. I saw that his matching sword was immediately shrouded in cyan lightning, and it invisibly exuded a fierce killing aura. Those who don't know may mistake this sword for a divine weapon from the upper realm if they look at it alone.

Xuantian looked at the originally mediocre saber that exuded such an amazing power, and he had the idea of testing its power.

"My cultivation has been stagnant, and there is still a long way to go before the legendary Immortal Dao, I'm afraid that the power of the Zixiao Holy Fire will not be able to exert itself in my hands at all. Xuantian thought.

Although he didn't hold out any hope, Xuantian still decided to try it out, at least to ensure that he had an absolute grasp of his ability.

Xuantian then poured all the thunder elements that could be extracted from his body into the sword body, and as the cyan lightning on the sword became more and more shiny, the thunder element also beat violently around the sword body, as if it could tear the nearby space into pieces at any time. This level of power Xuantian seemed to have only been seen from Li Mengluan's body, he never thought that one day this otherworldly power could also come to him, everything that happened at this moment was like a sweet dream for him.

"Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power around me, this Zixiao Holy Flame seems to be much stronger than I imagined, but I don't know what the actual power is, so let me find a place to give it a try. ”

Xuantian temporarily took back the power of the holy fire, and then picked up Li Mengluan, who had not yet recovered his mobility, and slowly descended from the top of the mountain with the Imperial Sword Technique Sword until it fell to the ground, a process that took almost a stick of incense.

After Xuantian placed Li Mengluan on a meadow at the bottom of the mountain, he looked up, but found that he could no longer see where he was at the beginning.

"It seems that this mountain peak is at least ten thousand feet high, and if it is not at this height, it is not easy for the effect of the thunder tribulation to be fully exerted. Xuantian sighed.

Xuantian first inquired about Li Mengluan's physical condition, and after confirming that the injury was not too serious, he temporarily put his mind at ease, and after telling her not to get up and move around, and to breathe and heal her injuries with peace of mind, Xuantian went up the mountain again to give a detailed look at the situation in the mountain

understanding.

After confirming that there was no trace of any living beings in the mountain, Xuantian relieved himself and said to himself: "Although this is just an independent space that has been created, no matter when and where, you can't hurt living beings for no reason. Since there is no sign of life in this mountain, I can be bold and take action. ”

After speaking, Xuantian once again guided out all the thunder elements hidden in the meridians, making them wrap around the sword body, and when he was ready, Xuantian swung his sword and slashed forward, without any fancy movements, and slashed straight towards the mountain wall halfway up the mountain.

The thunder elemental containing majestic energy broke free from its restraints at this moment, and burst out in an instant, turning into a cyan thunderbolt the thickness of a tree trunk and slamming down on the rock wall.

A deafening loud bang suddenly echoed in this space, and the cyan glow shrouded half of the mountain peak, making it impossible to see the inside for a while.

The mid-air was filled with flickering currents that had not yet dissipated, forming a highly dangerous field, which made Li Mengluan, who was looking halfway up the mountain, unable to help but worry about Xuantian's safety again.

After the tea, the green mangs and the current all dissipated, but what caught Li Mengluan's eyes was a scene that made her feel a little incredible.

Xuantian stood in mid-air unscathed, but the mountain wall in front of him underwent extremely serious changes.

A huge gap with a radius of more than 100 zhang, like a crater, appeared on the top of the mountain.

From one end of the gap, you can easily see the scene behind the mountain peak, indicating that Xuantian's blow has pierced the entire mountain peak, and this power is no less than the Guiyuan Xuangong that Qing Ling used with all his might. This is just the simple destructive power without the help of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique.

Xuantian himself was also stunned when he saw such a scene, and he couldn't believe that this was a masterpiece under his own random blow, which was very different from the result he had just estimated.

"Boom... ”

A thin roar sounded in Xuantian's ears, it was the mournful roar that sounded before the entire mountain collapsed. Xuantian's blow completely destroyed the bearing point in the center of the mountain peak, destroying its basic structure. The dilapidated mountain was overwhelmed and entered a process of disintegration step by step. The mountain peak collapsed downward, and the gravel of different sizes and shapes continued to fall from the sky, and Xuantian knew that he could no longer stay near the mountain peak now, otherwise it was very easy to be affected by the "rolling stone rain" that kept falling.

Xuantian hurriedly came to the grass and picked up Li Mengluan, and then Edgeworth fled from the mountain peak that was self-destructing, and when he escaped from a distance of dozens of zhang, everything around his vision suddenly disappeared, and the pure white representing the void space appeared in front of Xuantian's eyes again.

The pure white light made Xuantian know that he had left the trial space and returned to the initial realm of nothingness.

"Senior Shuling, did you bring us back?" asked Xuantian.

"That's right. Now that you've passed the trial, you've lost the reason to stay in the trial space. Congratulations on becoming the first ever Sanqingmen disciple to master the eighth form of the Heart Sword. The voice of the book spirit rang in his ears again.

Hearing Shuling's response, Xuantian had a puzzled look on his face, and said, "Senior Shuling, I think you and I are hiding a lot of things, I must ask you clearly." ”

"I know everything. Shuling replied succinctly.

"Okay, then I want to ask, is there an eighth form of this heart sword? I hope the seniors don't deceive me. Xuantian asked seriously.

"You can say yes, you can say no. Shuling replied lightly.

"What do you mean? Don't make such foolish plans. Xuantian frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the answer given by Shu Ling.

"The Heart Sword is the first chapter of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique, and there are only seven styles in total. And what you have just practiced is the remaining part of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique. ”

"What??, shouldn't the Heart Sword be a mastery created by our sect patriarch Chonghua Zhenren?When did it become the first chapter of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique?" Xuantian's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

"Do you know who I am, and do you know the origin of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique?" a hint of solemnity could be heard in Shu Ling's voice.

Xuantian shook his head and replied truthfully: "The disciples don't know, and I ask the seniors to solve the doubts for the disciples." ”

"Then I'll tell you what's going on. ”

With that, Shuling began a long statement.

"Three thousand years ago, a scholar from the Zixiao Palace in the Outer Heavenly Realm came to the Nether Realm on the order of Hongjun Ancestor, and left a copy of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique and a Purple Mansion Sutra in the world, waiting for someone destined to take it and practice. ”

Xuantian was stunned when he heard the opening sentence, and he couldn't say a word anymore.

Shuling continued: "After the scholar left, not long after, the ancestor of the Sanqingmen, Chonghua Zhenren, found these two books, but he only comprehended the first chapter of the sword recipe and a small part of the scriptures, and he relied on this comprehension to create exercises such as the heart sword and various talismans. He studied the rest of the two books for several years, but never found anything. Later, when he traveled in the world, he met Zhu Huan, the patriarch of the Chongling Sect, and the two had a similar temperament and became close friends. Chonghua Zhenren and Zhu Huan practiced together and shared their experiences, and both benefited each other a lot. During that period, Chonghua Zhenren created such peerless techniques as Guiyuan Xuangong and Ancient Relic Rhyme, and Zhu Huan also came up with an excellent way to improve Qingqiu's spells. Chonghua Zhenren did not hide his selfishness, and took out the two secret books that he regarded as treasures to participate in the study with Zhu Huan, hoping to use the power of the two to understand the obscure parts of the book together.

The two have devoted more than ten years of hard work to it, but the result is still disappointing. At that time, Zhu Huan's realm was still at the peak of the Eight Tails, and Chonghua Zhenren felt powerless, so he made a bold decision. He resolutely handed over the two secret books to Zhu Huan, hoping that Zhu Huan, who would break through the Nine Tails in the future, could participate in the mysteries in the book in one fell swoop.

Zhu Huan couldn't refuse, so he had to keep the book. Zhu Huan, who had always kept the agreement with his best friend in mind, returned to Qingqiu and practiced hard, and finally reached the highest level of the fox clan. After founding the Chongling Sect and making a series of deletions and improvements to Qingqiu's original spells, Zhu Huan devoted all his mental energy to the comprehension of the Purple Mansion Sword Technique and Sutra.

Time flies, a hundred years have passed, Zhu Fan finally got a little progress, and was about to excitedly report to his best friend, but learned the news that Chonghua Zhenren had gone to the Crane Immortal a few days ago. When his best friend died, Zhu Fan lost his only motivation, so he collected the two secret books and stopped continuing to comprehend. ”