In the fifth year of the Great Song Dynasty Xining, the eighth year of Xianyong in the Liao Kingdom, more than 500 miles northeast of Liaoyang Mansion is the depth of Changbai Mountain, where the species are rich and the number is huge, countless fishing and hunting tribes survive here, and there are many Han people in the Liao State and even the Central Plains, and the Goryeo people of the Goryeo Kingdom come here to dig and collect ginseng and other medicinal materials.

At this time, it was the middle of winter, and in a small mountain col, the snow was fluttering, and a young man in his twenties was wearing a sheepskin jacket and holding a sheathed sword as a crutch in his hand, and slowly moved in the snow.

The cold wind blew his hair, revealing his eyebrows and beautiful appearance, but his eyes were dull, as if he was not in full mind.

After an hour, the young man walked to a sheltered cave, and saw that there were no traces of animal life in the cave, only a few pieces of coal and wood left by the diggers, and the young man took out the fire sickle from his bosom, slowly led the wood, and then sat down in front of the fire that had just been lit to keep warm.

After a while, he felt that his hands and feet were conscious, rubbed his ears, took out a silk scroll from his arms, and carefully spread it out, and saw that the most right hand was written "Pei Gong Sword Sutra", and then he looked back at the dense mental mantras and move diagrams written by Xingcao.

After watching for an hour, the young man put away the silk scroll nearly two meters long, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I would have a day as a sword god, it's really wonderful!"

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It turned out that this young man was Xian Yutong, and after he sent Ouyang Mo on his last journey, he found a desert island and closed the dead.

Although it was a dead pass, Xian Yutong also had a grasp of time, his mind fell into nothingness, and then he used the most pure, mellow, and inexhaustible skill in his body to shake the dantian meridians and enter the realm of ethereal selflessness.

In the end, the true qi of the whole body was dispersed outside the body, gathering and changing in the air, condensing and oscillating, until every time it shook and felt the whole space shake, it was considered to have found the trick.

After about nine years, Xian Yutong suddenly felt a feeling that he couldn't suppress wanting to jump up, and then he jumped hard to ask for all the restraints, but he didn't drive his body, as if his body was entangled in aquatic plants, it was extremely heavy.

In the end, Xian Yutong struggled to break free from the entanglement, but his thoughts just jumped out.

He felt that he turned into a purple rainbow and flew straight into the sky, and he didn't know how long he flew, until he felt that the space of heaven and earth around him was no longer restrained, and he could see that he seemed to be in a vast and boundless desert, like an endless ocean, and like an endless galaxy.

Surrounded by gravel, bubbles, and balls of light, Xian Yutong imagined the countless large and small spheres around him to look like anything, and this wonderful world made Xian Yutong stunned at that time.

I don't know how long it took, Xian Yutong kept thinking about his preparations and ascension process, and finally concluded that he had failed to ascend, but it was not a complete failure, it was considered a mental ascension, and he was half successful.

Xian Yutong, who did not realize the threat of death when his mind disappeared, began to feel every big and small bubble star with his heart, and after a long time, he knew that every bubble or star was a world, a world exactly the same as the earth, but the time and background were different, these bubble stars were big and small, the smallest fist was big, the bigger one was the size of a palm, and the largest one was several, covering the sky and the sun like a real planet.

Xian Yutong searched for a long time by his side before he found the star he flew up, a star the size of a head was shining, Xian Yutong felt his own body inside as soon as he got close, and that familiar feeling made him instantly understand that this was the world he had been cultivating for more than 50 years.

Then he looked at the stars around him that were mostly only the size of a fist, and Xian Yutong knew that the martial arts world he was in was already a relatively powerful world.

Then he thought about it for a long time, and felt that Zhang Sanfeng's physical ascension must be one of the last joints that he had not mastered, although this consciousness ascension seemed to have gained immortality, but Xian Yutong felt that his grade was more than one or two points worse than Zhang Sanfeng, and he had no physical body.

At the same time, I rarely remember that the earth that I lived for more than 20 years before crossing must also be in these endless bubble stars, if you want to return to the original world, look at your old father, mother, relatives, friends and girlfriends, you can't do it without a physical body, is it difficult to be a ghost and scary?

After thinking about it, he felt that he still couldn't fall behind, so when he knew that he had a problem with his ascension, he could only go back to the martial arts world to find a solution to the problem.

But it's not okay to go back to the original world, he will become a rigid golden body if he doesn't fly up after closing the dead pass, how can he go back now?

So Xian Yutong searched for a long time in the Void Universe, and finally felt the familiar feeling of the martial arts world, and then looked at the bubble stars that were fatter than his head, and Xian Yutong made up his mind to dive into it.

After entering this world, Xian Yutong woke up and found that he was lying in a valley full of ice and snow, looking at the endless snow-capped mountains around him.

Later, Xian Yutong knew that this world was in the Northern Song Dynasty, more than 300 years earlier than the world where the body was located.

The original owner of this new body is called Zhuo Bufan, is the heir of the one-word Huijianmen in Jianyang, Fujian, last year, the Tianshan Tong grandmother of the Eagle Palace will be a word Huijianmen full of three generations of sixty-two people, he happened to be not in the division, and he did not dare to go back when he learned the news, but fled to the remote and extremely cold place in the Changbai Mountains to study swordsmanship.

Yesterday, I inadvertently got a sword scripture left by a senior master, and just after learning a few moves, I went mad and fainted, and at this moment, the thought of consciousness came, and he was reborn in him.

After waking up, Xian Yutong noticed that the meridians of this body had been damaged and he couldn't use martial arts, so he hurriedly found this cave to rest.

The predecessor sword scripture that Zhuo Bufan obtained was the secret book left by Pei Min, the sword saint of the Tang Dynasty.

Pei Min is a military general in the Tang Kaiyuan period, known as the "Sword Saint" because of his superb swordsmanship, he was stationed in Beiping, and also hunted in the Northeast, so he left this sword book to be picked up by Zhuo Bufan, which can be regarded as a coincidence.

It's a pity that Zhuo Bufan's own twenty years of penance cultivation is only half a foot more than half a foot on the sword, although the martial arts are also first-class, but when he encounters Xuzhu, he was killed in seconds, which shows that martial arts are still far from peerless masters.

Xian Yutong's current knowledge and cultivation are no longer under the Shaolin sweeping monks, so after reading the "Pei Gong Sword Sutra", I know that Zhuo Bufan has practiced wrong or has not practiced to the essence.

Pei Gong's sword scripture is actually a supreme art, compared to Xiyi swordsmanship and Dugu Nine Swords, it is not bad at all, but this swordsmanship is a supporting mental method of cultivation, and after practice, the blade can be covered with true qi, and the whole body of the blade is wrapped in the sword.

At that time, it was the time to cultivate Pei Min's stunt of the Sword Saint, and the swordsmanship and mental method on those sword scriptures were all to teach people to use qi to resist the sword, or to say that the qi sword was one, Pei Min threw it casually, and the long sword flew out of the air dozens of zhang high, and then he ordered the sword to fall and fall into the scabbard.

If you cultivate this sword sutra to a high depth, you can also use qi to resist the sword, so that the sword full of sword rays can move with your heart, even if you throw it, you can fly back, and these sword techniques on the silk are the method of throwing the sword.

Xian Yutong estimates that this martial art and the six-vein divine sword may have similarities, although they can't beat their own "magic sword technique", but both are qi swords, which is an angle that he can't reach in his life.

Zhuo Bufan is thirty years old today, his qualifications and comprehension are excellent, and he has been cultivating the One Word Hui Sword Sect for twenty years, and he is a leader among the second generation of disciples.

However, although the swordsmanship of Yizi Hui Jianmen is good, but the internal strength is ordinary, Xian Yutong tried his internal strength for twenty years, and it is only the level of his own Yuan Jin Dacheng and the five-layer mixed Yuan Gong, and it is not even first-class in the rivers and lakes.

Xian Yutong is now almost omniscient about martial arts in the world, but this body is old, and it may not be able to practice to the peak, especially the "Shenji Sutra" internal strength and mental method is the fusion of mixed yuan gong, Zixia divine skill and innate gong, and Tai Chi gong, all of which are Taoist exercises that are peaceful and peaceful, but unfortunately the cultivation speed is slow, and the body is not young in this life, so it is necessary to be cautious whether to practice this skill.

After thinking for a while, Xian Yu informed that he wanted to recuperate his injuries first, so he silently healed his injuries from the secret of Jiuyang Shengong's mental method, and after more than three hours, his head emitted white smoke, and after the exercises, he felt comfortable all over his body, and the dark injuries had healed, and his skills had also increased by three points.

Xian Yutong went out to catch two pheasants and roasted them, and then began to practice Jiuyang Divine Skills, he was ready to temporarily practice Jiuyang Divine Skills in this life, and martial arts practiced "Pei Gong Sword Sutra", "Shenji Sword" and other kendo divine skills.

After the completion of the exercise, the internal force increased by three points, and Xian Yutong was about to make persistent efforts, and suddenly remembered that the Jiuyang Divine Skill had the risk of being discouraged, but it was better to cultivate the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Taixuan Sutra to be safe and stable.

But then I thought about it, I had to practice other top-level martial arts in this world to soar, and now there are "Northern Shengong" and "Lingbo Weibu" in the "Langhuan Blessed Land" of Wuliang Mountain in Dali, so I should go and get the cultivation.

Compared with the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, and the Taixuan Sutra, the Northern Shengong is not the same, and it also has the benefit of absorbing people's internal force, and the speed of progress is the fastest in the world!

It's just that when practicing, you have to get rid of your own internal strength, my body is not young, I want to practice early, now the martial arts are not too bad, the road can be safe, and I will go to Dali tomorrow.

On the second day, Xian Yutong washed his face and mouthfelt with snow water, and then left Changbai Mountain with the "Pei Gong Sword Sutra" in his arms, and the long sword on his back.

When he came down the mountain, he looked at it with his eyes like electricity, but he did not practice Zixia Divine Skill, his vision and hearing were far from one percent of his previous life, even if he had practiced since he was a child, his ears and eyes were at most twice as clear as ordinary people.

Therefore, Xian Yutong looked for an hour before he saw a few men in animal skins hunting on horseback, and hurriedly flew over with light skills.

Huifa Aliga is a warrior in the tribe, and now that it is snowing heavily, the cattle and sheep in the pen have to be saved, so he brought three brothers out to hunt a few red deer and golden pheasants to go back to fill the vacancy.

Aliga felt that it was the blessing of the mountain god, so today's harvest was good, four people and horses were hanging on the back of four or five hares and pheasants, he had just shot a roe deer, the three younger brothers just cheered, Aliga saw a shadow in the snow in the distance approaching quickly, he hurriedly greeted, the four of them at the same time pulled their bows to shoot the beast to death, he had the best eyes, just aimed and saw that it was clearly a man running, hurriedly said: "Stop! That's a man, don't hurt people!"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp arrows of the three brothers came out of the string, and Huifa Aliga sighed secretly, a good man was about to be killed by mistake.

Seeing that the three sharp arrows arrived at the face door in an instant, Xian Yutong's long sword was already out of the sheath with a shake of his shoulder, and the tip of the sword trembled and the three sharp arrows were cut into six sections to the ground, and the strong force on the arrow also shocked Xian Yutong's mouth, and secretly said that his skills were too weak.