Chapter 11: Breaking the Record
A sword qi slowly condensed on Lu Feng's body, making Lu Feng's whole person like a sheathed sword, and his sharpness was exposed. As time passed, Lu Feng's momentum condensed to the peak, and then he stepped out, the air in front of him seemed to be broken, and the unknown obstacles were also cut by the sharp sword qi, as easily as a knife cutting tofu.
Sixtieth stone steps. Lu Feng stood tall and resolutely on the sixtieth steps, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.
The woman and the girl in the palace costume saw that Lu Feng had reached the sixty stone steps, and they were not convinced, and their whole body breath surged, wanting to break through the obstacles, and the violent power confrontation instantly made a trace of blood overflow from the corners of their mouths.
"Ahh Then he quickly flipped in the air and landed hard, leaving a long scratch on the ground with his feet. Ignoring his embarrassment, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Feng, his eyes were complicated, everyone else was already sixty stone steps, but they returned at forty stone steps.
Fei Changsheng looked at Lu Feng with an excited face, and he didn't even announce the result of the departure of the palace woman and the girl.
The three bells of "Oooo An old man in white slowly walked out of the retreat, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "Three door bells ring, sixty chances, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years."
The three bells rang and seemed to have an impact on the trajectory of the surrounding aura, and countless auras slowly condensed towards Lu Feng, who was located on the sixtieth stone step, and the faint aura slowly seeped into the meridians along the skin, gathered, and then slowly flowed. Lu Feng forcibly endured the slight tingling sensation caused by the flow of spiritual energy in the meridians, this kind of independent behavior with the guidance of certain treasures or spiritual energy was different from the operation of spiritual power carried out by cultivating exercises. The operation of this kind of aura has a strong widening and dredging effect on the meridians and acupoints, and it is a source of great blessing for beginners.
The viscous aura formed a white ball phantom around Lu Feng that could be seen with the naked eye. The meridians are nourished by the aura and appear to be crystal shiny. Lu Feng was excited, his face was ruddy, but his expression was calm. Suddenly, his complexion changed, his pupils contracted into needles, and he saw the viscous aura around him, surging towards his body.
The violent aura flowed wildly along the meridians, and the feeling of tearing spread throughout his body, Lu Feng frowned, clenched his teeth, and did not make the slightest sound. The aura gathered along the meridians towards the dantian, Lu Feng closed his eyes and felt it for a while, only to find that it was actually Yin Tianxi who appeared in the dantian at some point, frantically absorbing the aura. Fortunately, the meridians of the body have undergone these years of continuous tempering of internal strength, and they have been very tough, otherwise the direct operation of such a violent operation will cause irreversible damage to the meridians.
Several streamers came quickly, falling around Fei Changsheng, and then they all hugged their fists into the air and saluted, Fei Changsheng withdrew his gaze to look at Lu Feng, looked into the air, and then realized the salute.
The brocade-clothed old man in mid-air nodded slightly, frowned slightly, and muttered: "Sixty-six stone steps are the highest record of my sect, although the magic weapon of the mountain gate is a remnant, there are also seventy stone steps, but I want to see where you can go?"
When the surrounding aura returned to the initial level, Yin Tianxi decisively stopped absorbing it, Lu Feng slowly exhaled, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, so domineering to absorb the surrounding aura, I was afraid that someone would notice it. After absorbing a large amount of aura just now, Yin Tianxi once again returned to golden light, and the majestic little dragon bathed in golden light seemed to come to life, and it was extremely agile.
The entry of the aura into the body made the initial realm of Bigu that Lu Feng had just stepped into more stable, and the aura that entered the body operated according to the exercises, which was already able to maintain Lu Feng's daily energy. The induction period and the Bigu period of the practitioner cannot use spiritual power, but only through the absorption of spiritual energy, the body is purer, stronger, and more suitable for cultivation. Therefore, new cultivators are often not opponents of Jianghu martial artists.
With the three bells ringing, Huang Qingzong at this time, countless people shifted their attention to Lu Feng who broke through the mountain gate, envy, jealousy, indifference, ignorance, excitement, emotion.
After the breath was even, Lu Feng continued to move forward, and after the sixty steps, the pressure increased greatly, and the process of lifting his legs seemed slow and heavy.
The sixty-first order, the sixty-second order, although slow, but firm. Sixty-fifth, sixty-sixth. Lu Feng stopped here and trimmed it slightly. Although the assessment of Shanmen not only has strength, but also life, talent, etc., strength is definitely the top priority, and at this time, Lu Feng's internal force consumption has already been mostly consumed.
The old man in brocade in mid-air, and Fei Changsheng and others below, began to look forward to it in their hearts, hoping that Lu Feng could break the record of hundreds of years ago, although the mountain gate assessment could not completely and accurately determine the achievements of the assessor, it could indeed provide a general direction, and the holder of the record of breaking through the mountain gate hundreds of years ago Zhang Qian broke through the sixty-sixth steps, and finally became a strong man famous in the west.
On the sixty-sixth stone step, Lu Feng slowly raised his legs, the sword qi of his whole body condensed again, and an illusory sword shadow slowly coincided with Lu Feng's figure, and then fell down in one step, "Z" sounded like a sharp weapon piercing the paper, and Lu Feng stepped on the sixty-seventh stone step.
Lu Feng stood on the sixty-seventh stone step, a little hesitant in his heart, and thought to himself: "The internal force consumed from the sixty-sixth stone step to the sixty-seventh stone step is the sum of the sixty-sixth stone step to the sixty-sixth stone step. Then quickly close your eyes and pranayama.
The old man in mid-air watched Lu Feng step onto the sixty-seventh stone steps, his eyes were shining, his expression was excited, but he thought in his heart: "This son can be inherited."
Below, Fei Changsheng and the other elders were also discussing with each other.
Fei Changsheng smiled and said to the elders: "This time I came to the assessment, it can be seen that I have a relationship with this son, and when the assessment is over, I will show the sect master and accept this son as an apprentice." In his heart, he secretly thought: "Say hello to the elders first, and there will be no competition for everyone later", but he thought badly.
An old monk beside him with a slightly dark complexion, disheveled hair, and disheveled clothes looked at Fei Changsheng and said, "Senior Brother Fei, when I look at this young man's white head, he will definitely have his body origin damaged, and when I go down with an Origin Pill, he will recover instantly, in case he falls in love with my elixir peak?"
"Giggles" "Giggles" A coquettish laugh came out, and then, a plump young woman Shi Shiran wearing a pink dress and a thin white belt at the waist walked out, and said with a charming smile on her beautiful face: "I see that this son has a sword aura all over his body, and his sword intent is pure.
"No, no, this son has a pure breath and excellent talent, and he is really the best candidate for my Lingyi Peak" The old man with white hair slowly stroked his beard under his chin and said.
The corners of Fei Changsheng's mouth twitched, ignoring everyone.
Lu Feng stood on the sixty-seventh stone step, looking at the fog close at hand, and wondered why there was a fog behind the seventieth stone step?
The sword qi of the whole body condensed into an illusory white long sword again and coincided with its body, slowly moving towards the sixty-eighth stone steps, the sound of "Z" and "Z" kept ringing, it was clear that there was nothing in front of him, and the movement of the illusory long sword encountered extremely strong resistance, Lu Feng's heart was anxious and abnormal, and the internal force increased by two points again, and the illusory sword shadow also condensed by two points.
The sweat on Lu Feng's face kept slipping, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he gritted his teeth, and when he saw that he was about to freeze on the stone steps, a dazzling light suddenly erupted in his eyes, and his right hand pointed into a sword, and when he raised his finger forward, a white sword qi visible to the naked eye suddenly swept out of his fingers.
With a sound of "Z", like the sound of the bottleneck being broken, Lu Feng didn't have time to think about it, and quickly stepped onto the sixty-eighth stone steps. A trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, and he didn't have time to wipe it, so he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, pranayama and meditated, and his bright eyes were slightly dim at this time.
The brocade-clothed old man in the air stroked the short beard on his chin and muttered in a low voice: "It is rumored that as long as the examiner can reach the seventieth stone step, he will have the opportunity to comprehend a magical power, and it depends on whether this son has such an opportunity."
The nine people who were assessed with Lu Feng, looking at Lu Feng at this time, were also mixed, the three ordinary young men were full of envy and helplessness, but the noble son who was holding a folding fan was full of regret, but he was a pity in his heart: "If he pulled me at that time, he could also be a disciple of the outer sect." The two scholars in Confucian robes had clear eyes and were calm. And the man with the knife who stepped into the twenty-second stone step knew the difficulty behind it, and his face was full of admiration. Only the woman in the palace costume and the girl were full of disbelief and unconvinced. Both of them are the pride of the world, so they naturally can't accept it, and there are people who are much stronger than them in the assessment of a mountain gate.
Lu Feng opened his eyes, slowly stood up, drew his long sword, and a cold light of autumn water appeared in everyone's field of vision. I was also quite helpless in my heart, the sixty-eighth stone step was so difficult, and the next two stone steps could not move forward step by step, so I had to use extraordinary methods. The internal force of the whole body frantically converged towards the Cloud Dance Sword, instantly transforming into a violent sword qi, constantly encircling the sword body, like a lightning snake.
An elder outside the water curtain said with a strange expression: "This sword is extraordinary, there are extremely strong seal marks on it." When the elders heard this, although they felt that the kid in the early stage of Yibi Valley could have a weapon that even the refining elders thought was extraordinary, they didn't have any other thoughts, and at most they were just amazed in their hearts.
When the momentum was raised to the peak, Lu Feng shouted in his heart: "Transform into a sword with your body." In an instant, Lu Feng's whole person and the cloud dance sword seemed to merge into one, and from a distance, only a bright sword light could be seen, and then, this sword light moved forward with a decisive attitude.
On the seventieth stone step, the light flashed, and a figure kneeling on one knee appeared, holding a long sword in his hand to support his body and not fall. Its eyes were closed, blood was spilling from the corners of its mouth, its gray sideburns were scattered on its sweaty cheeks, its clothes were disheveled, its right hand holding the sword was cracked, and bright red blood slowly left along the bright blade.