Qilin Cliff, inside the cave.

Sima Yuan, who was condensing the sword yuan with one heart, did not expect that when his sword yuan was completed, it would cause a terrifying celestial phenomenon outside, and at this moment he was chattering with the sky-high sword intent in his mind to persuade and suppress.

It turned out that a few days ago, when Sima Yuan was able to condense the sword yuan to the end of the world, the shocking sword intent that had been living in the simple form of the talisman actually had the intention of being born, and he was immediately startled.

Then Sima Yuan bitterly and relentlessly blocked it in the talisman, and blocked the talisman around the talisman with his newly refined sword yuan.

However, for some reason, as soon as his own Jian Yuanfu approached the talisman, it was like a grandson seeing the ancestor, and he directly threw Sima Yuan aside and followed the ancestor.

He was immediately stunned, and finally saw that he couldn't do anything, so he simply didn't do anything, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and directly smelted the sword intent.

As a result, the residual power of this terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, like a brilliant firework, illuminating the entire Sword Peak Territory for more than half a month.

Originally, the impact of this matter was only in Sword Peak, but unexpectedly, the magnitude of its celestial phenomena actually rose to the level of the Venerable Jindan, directly affecting the entire Zixiao Sect.

Nearly tens of thousands of Zixiao disciples were almost noisy, and the uproar lasted for several months.

Some people say that this is a powerful figure of a peak elder of Jianfeng who has advanced to the Jindan and become the master of the first peak; some people say that with this sky-rushing sword momentum, it must be a certain old man of Jianfeng who has condensed the holy relic of 'Sword Pill' and become a sword master-level figure; some people have clapped their chests to the heavens and shouted with chiseled words, this must be a strange treasure of Sword Peak, so it has shown a vision.

Some people even speculated that maybe it was Lu Zhaoyang who broke through to the existence of Jindan, thinking that it should have been his disguise of deceitful death, intending to deceive the whole sect.

In any case, no one believed that such a vast vision was caused by the condensation of the sword yuan by a few Qi refining cultivators.

In addition to the Sword Peak Sword Pavilion.

The top floor of the Sword Pavilion.

The three blurred figures in front of the window were erratic, and the three figures behind them bowed their heads.

An old voice stroked his beard and smiled, "Lu Daoyou, this is the kid who stole the sword qi that day, he has condensed the sword yuan in just a few years, and judging by his sword strength, it seems that he can compete with us." ”

Lu Hongli's tone was flat, "This son has great luck, and it is beyond my expectation that he can reach this realm so quickly." ”

The slender figure beside him stared into the distance and was silent.

Lu Hongli chuckled, "Come to think of it, there has been a lot of noise on Zixiao Peak, they may think that my Sword Peak has given birth to another Jindan existence." ”

A woman in palace clothes beside her was expressionless, and said coldly, "There is no need to explain this matter, and there is no need to conceal it. ”

She glanced at the few people behind her, "Besides, you can't divulge the slightest bit about this matter." ”

Zhang Zongsi, Chen Qingwan and Shen Yuyan said solemnly.

Then the woman waved her hand wearily, "Let's all go down."

They bowed and slowly withdrew.

The peak lord let him do what he wanted, as if he didn't care.

The woman's head drooped slightly, "How are you going to arrange this disciple?"

Lu Hongli smiled, "After his realm is stable, he will stay on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion for a few months, and then let Elder Yan take the pulse, and finally let him go out for a walk." ”

The old man named Zhuge Yan was helpless, and pointed to Lu Hong, "The old man is about to become the caretaker of your Jianfeng."

Lu Hongli smiled, "Those who are capable work hard, and Yan Laogui is a person who teaches me Zixiao, so he should control the disciples' cultivation path." ”

Zhuge Yan sighed when he heard this, his face wrinkled slightly, and he said quietly, "I don't know when my Zixiao will be able to put things right and return to orthodoxy." ”

Lu Hongli's expression was indifferent, "It's almost there!"

The woman's eyes drooped slightly, and she changed the topic, "Let him go out this time, don't let him die like Zhaoyang."

Lu Hongli's smile slowly retracted, stared at Xu Zhimei, and said lightly: "Just a country boy, how can you win the favor of the dignified Sword Peak Pavilion Master?"

The woman's face was cold, and she said no more, but she turned lightly and walked away.

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A few months later, a handsome young man dressed in plain clothes and white robes quietly left the sect.

Before leaving, he went to Juxian Fang and stayed for a few days before leaving.

When he passed, he was full of energy, and when he returned, his spirit seemed to be sluggish, and he seemed to be in a state of aggression.

After that, he staggered out towards the outside of the peaks.

After trekking through mountains and rivers, his people stood proudly on the top of a hundred-foot high cliff and looked into the distance.

The breeze blows, blowing the robes, the wind whistles, and the sleeves of the robes hunt.

The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, under the silver crown and bundled hair, a jet-black ink silk flew in the wind, and the dazzling and terrifying light made people can't help but move their eyes and lower their heads;

Suddenly, within a radius of ten miles, the beasts surrendered, and the birds ceased.

The young man is Sima Yuan, who has traveled far away from the sect!

Since that day of retreat, he has been placed on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion to study the swordsmanship of the foundation building period, such as the fourth and fifth layers of the Zixiao Sword Technique, the "Imperial Sword Technique", the "Sword Escape", the "Transposition Transposition", and the Peak Master's "Nine Styles of Shenxiao Slashing Spirit".

After Sima Yuan pondered for a while, he flipped it with his right hand, and a wordless book fell into his hand.

With a look of interest, he pressed it lightly against his forehead in anticipation, closing his eyes and sensing it.

Since the condensation of the sword element, he found that the power of the sword yuan can be transformed into a kind of mental power, and then after reading the sword scripture, he knew that its name is called sword knowledge.

It is rumored that when a monk steps into the realm of foundation building, he can condense the power of the mind into a substance-like existence, which is called divine consciousness.

Sword Sense, similar to Divine Sense.

It's the same thing.

Sima Yuan comprehended the book in his hand with sword sense, and took it down a little.

He slowly opened his eyes, pondered silently, and secretly said that this "Nine Styles of Slashing Spirits" and "Zixiao Sword Technique" are suspected to have the same root and origin, but he doesn't know what the origin of the two is.

After a few months in the Sword Pavilion, he only touched the slightest fur, which may have a lot to do with the fact that he has not yet stepped into the foundation building period.

Thinking of this, Sima Yuan sighed lightly, he put away the book, and his eyes seemed to have a complicated color.

He looked inside his body, and hundreds of drops of sword yuan in the Purple Palace Acupoint were floating quietly in the Purple Palace Acupoint.

Looking up from the bottom up, it looks like a starry star, which is wonderful.

Sima Yuan secretly thought that this retreat was more than half a year, and a total of more than 300 drops of sword yuan were condensed, which was enough to support more than ten battles in the foundation building period, but if the stalemate was fought for a long time, it would be tantamount to digging his own grave when he had not yet stepped into the foundation building period.

Therefore, whenever there is a war, it will be quickly extinguished and wiped out with the force of thunder.

Sima Yuan's sword consciousness moved downward, until he reached the sea of dantian qi, his heart became more and more condensed, and there seemed to be a cloudy and uncertain color and a strong unwillingness on his face.

There, it was empty, only the aura above the sea of qi was getting stronger.

The remnants of the foundation-building aura here have not drifted away for a long time, but the power of the remaining elixir has finally turned into nutrients, nourishing Sima Yuan's dantian qi sea.

Sima Yuan's outer fists were clenched, and after his eyes opened, there seemed to be a trace of confusion and helplessness in his eyes, and he disappeared immediately.

After returning to Sword Peak that day, he directly took the Tsukidan, intending to complete the condensation of the sea of qi in one go and completely step into the ranks of the foundation.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the foundation building was wasted, but it did not reach the foundation building period, which can be described as a failure.

In the end, he was able to condense the sword element by luck, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

This trip is a successful end to this unfinished business!

Sima Yuan took out an object, but it was a dilapidated map of ancient vicissitudes, which depicted dangerous places and famous mountains that were suspected to be thousands of miles around the Zixiao Sect, such as 'Dragon Demon Yuan', 'Ghost Difficult to Cross', 'Xianyuan Ridge' and 'Detention Dragon Pond'.

This scroll was given by an old man on Tianshu Peak, and after contemplating the Sword Sutra on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion that day, he was instructed by the cheap master to go to Tianshu Peak and ask to see an old man surnamed Zhuge .

This is one of the other ways to build a foundation, using a crypt to help build a foundation!

However, I never saw his real person on this trip, and when he left, he was given this thing again.

Sima muttered to himself, "The surname is Zhuge , I don't know what it has to do with the Lingxu Courtyard Master in the peak?"

Lingxu Courtyard, the southwest courtyard of the Zixiao Sect.

It is listed as one of the four major courtyards of Zixiao along with the Northwest Zijin Academy, the Southeast Qingyu Academy, and the Northeast Chiyan Academy, and it is also responsible for guarding the sect when selecting disciples from the mortal world.

The masters of the courtyard and the others all exist in the foundation building period!

He whispered to himself, "It is said that when my Sword Peak and the head of the sect were facing off that day, there were three Jindan Venerables from this peak, and in addition to the two pavilion masters, I think the third person was the Zhuge senior from that Tianshu Peak. ”

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, and said secretly, "The Purple Gold Courtyard is the place where my dragon is prosperous, and the Lingxu Courtyard is also an ally of the Sword Peak, so in this way, there are two major arms on this trip, so you can protect yourself!"

He glanced back, a mocking look in his eyes.

When he turned his head again, his eyes were full of indifference.

There are two other purposes for this trip, one is to attract attention and divert conflicts in the peak, so as to cover for the two pavilion masters' covert plots, and the other is to take advantage of this opportunity to settle some past grievances.

As for the third reason, Sima Yuan wants to use this to sharpen and completely enter the foundation building period!

He had a robe in his sleeves, looked up to the sky and smiled, and his heroic momentum suddenly rose to the sky.

"It's just a little ghostly, a little conspiracy, how can you block my road to the avenue!"

"Sima Yuan is not afraid, but treats each other with a sword!!"

Immediately, his figure jumped and fell from the top of the cliff, and in the volley, his sleeve robe was suddenly spread out, and a flash of sword light flashed under his feet.

"Swordsmanship, let's go!!"

The sword trembled slightly, as if there was a sense of joy and joy, cleansing the mind.

Instantly, with a whoosh, a sword mark slashed across the blue sky, leaving wisps of aftersound echoing.

After a few breaths, a Xuan-robed monk slowly fell, looking at Sima Yuan with eyes like a dead man.

He muttered to himself, "Imperial Sword Flying? Hey, that's a pity. ”

Oh, his body was vertical, and he jumped straight down, and his strong cultivation aura was instantly exposed.

It is a half-step foundation realm!