Chapter 33: The Number of Paths
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Burial Sword Pool, Hundred Heavens.
Every Dao sword is full of ancient qi, they have been sealed for thousands of years, and now they are exuding edges, trying their best to survive the two of them.
Every stone step is a heavy sky, the sword is born from the heart, every time you step on a heavy sky, there will be a hundred more sword marks, nothing about cultivation, what you boil is the spirit and will.
The moon changes, the galaxy turns, the sword peak is as lonely as in the past, the popularity is withering, only the mountain full of spirit birds and beasts, every day swallowing the essence of the moon, in order to one day open the spiritual wisdom and step into the road.
The mountain behind the sword peak.
A fairy waterfall envelops the glow, falls from the sky of Baizhang, the ancient pond is clear and clean, there are golden carp jumping out of the water, the edge of the ancient pool, a big bluestone is high and has a zhang xu, and the moss wraps the body.
On the big bluestone, there is a Taoist lying asleep, the Taoist is covered with moss, motionless, only the snoring sound of thunder and the fairy waterfall echo the harmony, endlessly.
Suddenly, this snoring sound swayed upward, and the entire sword peak seemed to give birth to thousands of thunders, the fairy waterfall stopped, and the ancient pond set off a huge wave dozens of zhang high.
Poofโโ
The moss was shattered like a stone shell, and when he saw that the Taoist opened his sleepy eyes, he sat up, shook the wine gourd, and poured several sips in a row.
"After sleeping for half a year, this wine tastes more mellow, good!"
Seeing that the Taoist's eyes were shining, he slowly got up and turned to look at the fairy waterfall behind him.
"It's been half a year!"
Seeing the Taoist standing on the big bluestone, staring at the hundred zhang fairy waterfall, one said, two said, until the third morning dawn.
Groan-
A thick sword roar sounded from behind the fairy waterfall, this sword sound was as deep as a mountain, and there was a sharp sharp air that penetrated the fairy waterfall, causing the ancient pond to give birth to continuous folds.
Boom Boom
It seems that there is an ancient mountain crushed down, and the immortal waterfall trembles slightly, although it is not very clear, but the people who see the Tao know it clearly, and they can do this, and the ordinary people who know the Dao of the God Realm are nothing more than that.
"Qi Tian!"
Seeing that the Taoist whispered, in the fairy waterfall, an infinite golden mang, suddenly gave birth to infinite golden rays, in an instant, a crack with a height of three zhang opened on the fairy waterfall, and a golden sword qi with a length of three zhang roared out, breaking the ancient pond into a gully with a foot of ten zhang, and the water in the pond was imprisoned by the edge, and it took a few breaths before pouring down.
"Yunfei!"
Seeing that the Taoist was a little stunned, the first person to step out was not Qi Tian, and what made him a little shocked was Yun Fei's cultivation.
"The peak of the sword fetus primordial realm!"
Falling from the immortal waterfall, seeing that the Taoist stretched out his hand and made a move, the invisible force was involved, and Yun Fei suddenly fell in front of the big bluestone.
At this moment, seeing that the Taoist looked at Yun Fei, compared with the previous impetuousness, he was more calm, which actually gave him the illusion that the lead was washed away.
As soon as he thought of this, he saw the Taoist and said in a deep voice: "Burial Sword Hundred Heavens, you have reached the first few heavy qi to rush to the Divine Court and condense the sword fetus." โ
Exhaling lightly, he looked up at the rising sun in the sky, and Yun Fei said, "Nineteen, I can't cross it anymore." โ
Seeing the Daoist, he nodded and said, "Qi Tian, how is his cultivation?"
When Yun Fei heard this, his face suddenly showed a strange look, and he said, "It's still in the realm of Dao Consummation." โ
The trick is complete!
Seeing that the Taoist almost gasped, half a year, he actually did not even derive the sword qi, without thinking, he saw that the Taoist took a step and disappeared into the immortal waterfall.
Yun Fei rolled his eyes, then his face sank, sat down cross-legged on the big bluestone, and looked at the fairy waterfall.
Burial Sword Pool.
The forty-ninth heavy heaven, Qi Tian sat cross-legged, there were 4,900 sword marks on his body, 4,900 sword marks, almost every corner of the whole body, the hideous blood stains and killing spirit, Qi Tian's whole person trembled, stepping into the forty-ninth heaven, there has been a full half a month, half a month, by the forty-ninth Dao sword hundreds of times, each time, he was seriously injured, if it wasn't for the perfection of the Dao technique, the innate sword body tempered the flesh, he would have been seriously injured and wanted to die.
Thirty Heavens, originally, with the innate sword qi that had not yet been derived, it was already his limit, but with the edge of the innate sword body, he managed to survive to the forty-nine heavens.
In the past, Qi Tian read through the Taoist collection, knowing that the Taoist four avenues number, nine is the extreme, forty-nine out of the ordinary, eighty-one consummation, one hundred and eight weeks, these four avenues, each time to cross one, there are great benefits, before, through the ninth heaven, Qi Tian felt that the spirit skyrocketed, and forty-nine out of the ordinary, there is a great opportunity, he is close to the breakthrough, will face the thunder tribulation, unspeakable, this is also a creation.
Outside the burial sword pool, seeing the Taoist eyes through the divine light, he sat on the ground, a mouthful of burning purple fire Dao sword from his palm revealed, he flicked the sword and roared, Zheng Zheng sword turned into a golden iron horse, roaring and roaring in the burial sword pool.
The sword roared into his ears, and Qi Tian's whole person suddenly calmed down a little, but four thousand nine hundred sword marks surged, and the plasma inside was like a wild horse, all gushing out.
The eyes opened, and the scarlet eyes slashed, and a little golden light loomed in them.
The purple light burst out in his eyes, and he saw that the Taoist sword pointed faster and faster, and he played the sword and sang.
"I am an old sword fairy, singing and laughing in the clouds. Fishing for white jade in the deep pool, the boat crosses a thousand mountains. The boat passed through the moonless, and the jade warm moon produced smoke. I don't know what is going on tonight, I have been drunk for 5,000 years!"
The singing voice was clear, the sound was in the ears, and the entire burial sword pool moved in unison, converging towards Qi Tian.
Hum -
Two yin and yang fish appeared around Qi Tian, and the pure golden yin and yang fish swam, chasing each other, faintly manifesting an inexplicable mystery.
Seeing that the Taoist felt a little extraordinary, it seemed to have evolved a vague Dao trace.
The sound of the sword roared up, and on the forty-nine stone steps, Qi Tian roared out, and the whistling sound rolled, like the Yangtze River, and the waves crashed on the shore.
There was a crack in the void, and in an instant, it spread into a cobweb, and finally shattered.
One step out, the sword marks on the body were scattered, the pure golden innate sword qi was as clear as jade, surrounded by infinite majestic aura, flawless and unblemished, and the spirit stones under his feet were all shattered, and with Qi Tian's step, it completely turned into powder.
The sword pointed sharply at the Dao Sword, and a sword groan shook the void, and he saw the Taoist people shouting: "Angry at the Divine Court, the sea is not open, and when will it be!"
With a shock, Qi Tian's footsteps stopped, and he actually sat cross-legged on the forty-ninth stone steps, with infinite aura to float, and the whole person was suspended for three inches, and his clothes did not touch the ground.
The innate sword qi buzzed, and the golden aura that had been devoured for half a year suddenly submerged into it, and the pure golden innate sword qi suddenly turned into gold and jade, and an incomparable sharp qi rose up.
This sharp qi was indestructible, and the air rippled fine ripples around Qi Tian.
Seeing that the Daoist's sword fingers were withdrawn, his fingers clenched into fists, his body trembled slightly, and he stared closely at the innate sword qi that was hovering like a dragon.
The mind is not wavering, half a year of sharp killing, the majesty of Qi Tian's spirit has reached an unbelievable point, crossing forty-nine Dao numbers, the majestic spirit has doubled, making Qi Tian give birth to an almost viscous feeling.
The innate sword qi entered the body, instantly penetrating one hundred and eight apertures, and swayed upward.
The Divine Court of the Eyebrows, for the return of the sea of knowledge, the majestic spirit surging in it, hitting the portal of the Divine Court wave after wave.
In the first wave, the Divine Court cracked, and a trace of spirit was revealed, blending into the innate sword qi, like heaven and earth and fire, and the innate sword qi seemed to give birth to a spirit surname, which penetrated through the Divine Court in an instant, and suddenly penetrated into the sea of knowledge.
Knowing the sea of emptiness, boundless and vast, it was not until the innate sword qi penetrated into it that Qi only saw the majestic spirit that had been accumulated for half a year.
In the pitch-black sea of consciousness void, the formless spirit was already as viscous as water, exuding a milky white divine light, the innate sword qi penetrated into it, and the sharp qi was infused, and that group of spirit suddenly changed.
Groan-
In that group of spirit, there was a golden glow slowly floating, the edge was exposed, and the faint sword groan, although immature, was extremely tenacious. (New book list, Sword Ancestor needs to ask for recommendation votes, and needs to collect! Fellow swordsmen, everyone top!)