The Bridge of Inspiration is actually just the most ordinary bridge.

The reason for the emergence of a legend that inspires the human body is that twenty years ago, a gust of wind blew from the east for some reason, just past a cliff.

This gust of wind is composed of a strange breath, and the smell of it makes the human mind clear and the troubles disappear. And once you are in it, your thinking will be many times more agile than usual.

Unfortunately, this gust of wind only blows once a year at a fixed time and lasts only for one hour at a time.

In order to allow more Yiqi valve masters to enjoy the benefits at the same time, the previous master had cultivated many bridges between the cliffs, but the strange thing was that the gust of wind was gone.

It wasn't until the following year that the entire new bridge was destroyed, and the gust of wind was belated.

Although he was puzzled, the previous master had to accept the matter, which also made the number of places to board the Inspiration Bridge every year extremely precious, and even many people fought for it.

After all, when practicing martial arts to a certain level, the momentary perception is very important, and maybe you can gain something by staying on the inspiration bridge.

Of course, not everyone can realize anything. In the final analysis, the gust of wind is just to stimulate inspiration, otherwise it would have such a good effect, and the valve would not be able to protect this place.

Hearing the words of the Great Elder, Shangguan Xing said: "There are a total of twenty-seven people here, according to the old rules, your left sect will go up for half an hour first, and then change to the right sect." ”

The Great Elder snorted coldly.

The Inspiration Bridge has a limited load-bearing, and the wind gusts are very slow, and the more people there are, the less effective it is for everyone. There are a total of fourteen people in their Zuo Sect, and they have obviously suffered losses.

About half an hour later, there was a whistling sound.

"It's coming. ”

Everyone's faces were overjoyed.

Shi Xiaole followed the sound and saw a pale cyan elliptical wind coming slowly from a distance, just past the cliff. And standing on the edge of the cliff, he didn't feel a trace of blowing.

"It's an amazing feeling. ”

At this moment, Shi Xiaole felt that his brain was much lighter, and there seemed to be a lot of inspiration flashing.

He didn't know that the others didn't feel this way at all, at most they just felt very comfortable.

"Up!"

The Great Elder shouted, and the people couldn't wait to rush out and land on the Inspiration Bridge, and the other ten elders, as well as the three sons of Zuo Zong, were also unwilling to be left behind.

With a creak, the bridge of inspiration shook violently, but quickly stabilized.

The wind is gently blowing.

Fourteen of Zuo Zong's people sat cross-legged on the bridge, desperately using their brains far better than usual to think about difficult problems.

And the people on the cliffside, including Shi Xiaole, are also adjusting their skills.

The pale cyan wind did not blow for an hour at a time, but for a quarter of an hour.

Half an hour had passed, and an hour and three quarters of an hour had passed.

"You can get up. ”

Shangguan Xing pinched and shouted.

Zuo Zong and the others opened their eyes, although they were unwilling, they could only jump back to the edge of the cliff.

"How's it going?"

The Great Elder's face was not very good-looking, and it was obvious that he had not gained much.

The ten elders of the Zuo Sect all shook their heads in disappointment. Their potential is basically exhausted, and half an hour is a bit short after all.

It was Lu Tian, who deliberately said loudly when he heard this: "Great Elder, I seem to have comprehended the ultimate form of the Wild Lion Divine Halberd. ”

"Oh?"

Including Shangguan Xing, everyone's eyes lit up.

The Wild Lion Divine Halberd is one of the two second-rate lower grade moves of the Yiqi Gate, and if you really want to practice it to the extreme, the lethality is very terrifying. And Lu Tian, who is born with divine power, is undoubtedly very suitable for this martial art.

It's a pity that compared to the first-class Junjie, Lu Tian's comprehension is a little insufficient, if he really comprehends the last form, it will undoubtedly save a lot of time in the future.

As if knowing everyone's thoughts, Lu Tian grabbed the heavy halberd and swung it fiercely, suddenly stabbing an astonishing deep hole in the ground.

"Okay! With this halberd alone, Lu Tian, your strength is two percent stronger than yesterday. ”

The Great Elder laughed.

"If it was better to comprehend it a day earlier, Senior Brother Lu might not have lost. ”

Wu Zhiqiu seemed to have something to say, and said very regretfully.

"Winning or losing for a moment is nothing, and keeping improving is the right way. ”

Li Zhongtian's expression was indifferent, and as he spoke, he slashed a few swords in front of him, and he made a heavy explosion of anger.

"This power, Zhongtian, your will is great?"

The Great Elder trembled all over, his old eyes wide, and they were filled with indescribable surprises.

The people around also looked at Li Zhongtian directly.

"It's just a fluke. ”

Li Zhongtian's spirit trick has long been close to Dacheng, and this time he suddenly realized it on the inspiration bridge, and this is the last step.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

The Great Elder smiled and his face turned red.

At the age of eighteen, he cultivated a second-rate inferior internal skill to the realm of Dacheng, how many people are there in the entire floating valley? As long as Li Zhongtian continues to maintain it, he will definitely be able to carry forward Zuozong's concept of martial arts.

"The surname Shi, when you come down from the Inspiration Bridge, I will fight you again!"

The heavy halberd pointed at Shi Xiaole, and Lu Tian laughed confidently in front of everyone.

The reason why he was able to comprehend the last form of the Wild Lion Halberd was that inspiration was one thing, accumulation was one thing, and luck was also the key. Lu Tian didn't believe that Shi Xiaole could have such a big harvest.

Shi Xiaole didn't care about Lu Tian.

If you really want to come up with all the means, no matter how strong Lu Tian is, he is not his opponent, and compared to Lu Tian, Shi Xiaole is more concerned about the role of the Inspiration Bridge for him.

The body landed on the bridge, and the pale cyan oval wind drifted gently by.

Bang.

The brain seemed to explode, Shi Xiaole's whole body was like an overelectricity, and the already active brain cells seemed to be moisturized all of a sudden, breeding countless currents.

These currents are intertwined, making Shi Xiaole's thinking unprecedentedly sensitive.

"I see. ”

The so-called accumulation of thick and thin, only a quarter of an hour later, Shi Xiaole explored several difficult points of the Ten Bloody Battles.

At this moment, the Ten Styles of Bloody War officially reached the realm of consummation!

Taking advantage of the pause of the pale cyan elliptical wind, Shi Xiaole said secretly: Thinking improvement, the promotion of internal strength is not very great, and in the next time, I will use it to complete the half-style killing move.

Ever since he fused the Taiyue Sanqing Peak into a half-move in the Red Blood Altar, Shi Xiaole has not stopped continuing his research, hoping to complete the remaining half-move as soon as possible.

After many days of accumulation, he faintly felt that the opportunity was in front of him.

As for the artistic conception and the unity of man and sword, the former is broad and profound, and if you want to improve, the right time, place and people are indispensable, and the conditions are too harsh. The latter has not accumulated enough, and it is estimated that there is not much to understand.

A quarter of an hour later, the pale cyan oval wind drifted again.

Shi Xiaole was selfless and completely immersed in his feelings.

In front of him, there was a figure constantly performing three sword moves. Gradually, the trajectory of the three sword moves is like a criss-crossing line, from the change of angle to the ups and downs of the up.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In a trance, Shi Xiaole seemed to see a line, a line that tried to support all the sword move lines. It's just that the line is very unstable and imperfect, as if it could collapse at any moment.

Tried again and again, reconstructed again and again, Shi Xiaole was tireless.

"There's only a quarter of an hour left. ”

On the edge of the cliff, looking at the hourglass, Lu Tian said impatiently, his body excited because of some kind of expectation.

"Almost, almost. ”

Shi Xiaole was calm on the outside, but he was extremely restless in his heart.

His usual comprehension is also very high, but based on the shallowness of his background, it will still be difficult to integrate the Taiyue Sanqingfeng in the short term. If you miss this village, you won't have this store.

But right now, it seems impossible to construct a perfect line.

簌簌簌.

The last grains of sand are about to fall, and the pale cyan elliptical wind is about to disperse.

Under the infinite pressure, Shi Xiaole's world suddenly became ethereal.

In his eyes, the line suddenly became sharp and vivid, and then turned into a sword with cold light, piercing the void in an instant.

Fused with a sword of Taiyue Sanqingfeng, it became a sword!

Not long after the pale cyan oval wind dissipated, everyone in the Right Sect jumped back to the edge of the cliff. What awaited them was the silent inquiry of the people of Zuo Zong.

"I'm still a lot off. ”

Shangguan Xing said with a smile.

The other elders nodded.

The effect of the Inspiration Bridge is not as miraculous as it is spread in the rivers and lakes, not to mention that with Zuo Zong's previous experience, they didn't have much hope from the beginning.

"Yan girl, what about you?"

An old woman from the Right Sect looked at Shangguan Yan.

Shangguan Yan glanced at Shi Xiaole, shook his head, but said in his heart, in a while, he might be able to comprehend the unity of man and sword.

"Yan girl, don't be discouraged, not this time, there will be a next time. ”

The Great Elder was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be comforted, and then said casually: "It seems that the people who have gained the most this time are Zhongtian and Lu Tian." ”

He deliberately skipped Shi Xiaole and didn't mention it, it was really because he hated the other party, if it weren't for this kid, the jade bi of Huanshan would still be in Zuozong.

It's a pity that the Great Elder wants to treat Shi Xiaole coldly, but some people are unwilling.

"The surname Shi, dare to fight me again?"

Lu Tian stood up and shouted at Shi Xiaole.

Yesterday's battle was the most humiliating battle in his life, so Lu Tian desperately wanted to get back on the field. Otherwise, he felt like he was going to get sick.

"Does it have to be that?"

Shi Xiaole raised his eyebrows.

The other party has repeatedly made provocative remarks, and if he doesn't do anything, he is afraid that it will be endless.

"Hahaha, it has to be so!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Tian had already operated the internal force of his whole body to the extreme, his arms swelled in a circle, and he slammed towards Shi Xiaole with a heavy halberd with an incomparable momentum.

"Such a fierce offensive, if Shi Xiaole hadn't comprehended something new, I was afraid that at this moment, he was really not Lu Tian's opponent. ”

"Don't worry, Shi Xiaole's understanding is not bad, I don't think he has gained anything, just read it and you'll know. ”

All the elders looked interested. In the eyes of most people, regardless of the outcome or defeat, this is bound to be a good matchup.

The explosive energy was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and when he was still three feet away from Shi Xiaole, the stones that had been pressed on the ground made a gurgling sound.

One can imagine how powerful Lu Tian's blow was.

Just as the heavy halberd was about to hit Shi Xiaole, his left hand gently touched the snow crushing knife, and without looking at it, he pulled out the knife.

Laugh at!

The snowflakes of the knife flew through the air, and in the next moment, the knife was back in its sheath.

In mid-air, the frenzied energy exploded like a flood that had released the floodgates, directly knocking Lu Tian's burly body three feet away, rolling and falling to the ground.