Early the next morning, Xiao Feng brought his fine steel sword and walked towards the deep mountains behind the Xiao Family's mountain.
The Coiled Dragon Mountain was 3,800 meters high. The mountainside was covered in clouds and mist all year round. It carried an ethereal immortal aura that was isolated from the world. Except for the forbidden areas for some elders and family disciples to cultivate, a large area of open land in the forest could be used for cultivation.
After spending more than two hours, Xiao Feng found a remote cliff.
The cliff covered an area of several hundred feet, and the three sides of the cliff were covered in white mist. At times, the mist transformed into an army, at other times, it transformed into a surging tide, and at other times, it contracted and expanded, changing constantly.
"Although the famous mountains and scenic spots of the 21st century are not bad, they still lack some immortal energy. Only here can one forget everything and wholeheartedly cultivate martial arts.”Xiao Feng sighed emotionally. In his opinion, an expert was never something that could be achieved so easily. It was just like writing a novel to become a great god. One had to endure loneliness and solitude. Those who clamored every day that they could succeed by giving him an ultimate technique were completely daydreaming.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Feng began his dull and monotonous cultivation.
Luck, footwork, sword wielding, hand shaking…
In just a day, Xiao Feng was able to perform the initial stages of the ninth move of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden," 24 Constellations Ling Dongjun." The moment this sword was unleashed, the sword light that was as dark as water dazzled people, making them unable to adapt to it. In terms of power, basically no one in the Xiao Clan's younger generation could block it. It was absolutely Xiao Feng's strongest killing move currently.
Even though Xiao Feng had already executed the entire set of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden in front of Xiao Qiangwei, practicing it did not mean that he truly understood the profoundness of the sword art. Only by repeatedly executing it, deliberating, and thinking, could he be considered to have completely grasped this fighting technique. He could even master it thoroughly and unleash an even greater destructive power.
He came in the morning and went back at night. Three days had passed before he knew it.
On the steep cliff, the figure pointed his sword at the huge rock opposite him. The sword light that was like a mirage spread out, and it was dark.
Chi chi…
The huge rock was like tofu as it was slashed by the sword. Each sword scar was an inch deep.
"I've finally succeeded." The exhaustion of spiritual energy made Xiao Feng sweat profusely, but he did not care at all. He looked at the sword mark on the huge rock in satisfaction, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
The ninth move of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden was several times more difficult than the previous eight moves, and its power was also several times greater. Xiao Feng spent four days to complete it. Other than that, these four days of hard training made the spiritual energy in Xiao Feng's body even purer, and it was also faster and more agile to mobilize. Although the total amount was still not much, it was all devoured by the black iron ring on his hand.
The next day, Xiao Feng came to the cliff to cultivate as usual. But what was different from the past was that Xiao Feng would officially cultivate the Firmament Thirteen Swords that was extremely difficult to cultivate.
The Firmament Thirteen Swords had a total of thirteen moves. The sword momentum was extremely dangerous, like a lonely mountain isolated from the world, making people feel a chill in their hearts. It was as if all their hidden flaws were seen through.
Executing it according to the sword path on the secret manual, Xiao Feng had a rough impression in his mind. He could faintly feel that indescribable state of mind.
Xiao Feng believed that as long as he mastered the Firmament's Thirteen Swords to the great success stage, it would basically be an instant kill when dealing with people whose strength was lower than his. There would also be flaws to follow when dealing with people whose strength was higher than his, unless the other party was extremely experienced and moreover was a Dou Zhe who had cultivated the Dou Qi Cyclone.
Now, Xiao Feng was no longer blindly training his muscles in the main world. Instead, he started to practice his fighting techniques. This was because he discovered that every time he used a fighting technique (sword technique, knife technique, fist technique, and finger technique), countless spiritual droplets would be absorbed into his body to temper his body.
Three months passed quickly.
The sea of clouds outside the cliff was still churning nonstop. On the cliff, Xiao Feng was wearing a standard martial robe, and he held a fine steel sword as he moved around, sword light flashing.
Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps it was due to the environment, but Xiao Feng's sword aura revealed a proud and aloof temperament that would allow him to stand at the peak and look down on the small mountains. He was clearly standing in front of you, but it was as if he was on a lonely peak that was very far away. That kind of distance that was difficult to grasp almost made people vomit blood.
Twelve consecutive sword strikes passed by. Xiao Feng's gaze was like lightning, piercing through the void. His figure abruptly leaped up, as though he was pouncing down from a high mountain peak. With a flash of sword light, a terrifying sword scar three inches deep and three feet long was slashed out on the huge rock opposite him. It was clean and neat, ruthless and merciless.
Putting his sword back into its sheath, Xiao Feng gave a long cry, and the birds and beasts in the forest below flew away.
Time had already passed half a year in Xiao Feng's daily diligent training. The daily non-stop extreme training, coupled with the increase in his appetite every day, and taking all kinds of qi and blood replenishing medicine, made Xiao Feng's body much stronger than before.
In the hollow soul space, under a huge waterfall.
"Rise!" Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum's hands formed several beautiful hand gestures. A beauty was indeed a beauty. Even the gestures were so beautiful.
Xiao Feng had yet to finish sighing when in an instant, several huge rocks rose from the pool under the waterfall, forming a space that could accommodate people to stand.
A waterfall that was 300 feet tall poured down from the high ground and crashed into the rocks. The rocks remained motionless, only splashing countless white water droplets.
"Unmovable as a mountain, aggressive as fire, swift as a forest, Xu Rufeng!”Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum pointed at the bluestone." You've been practicing the extreme training method for so long. With your leg strength, you should be able to maintain a stable horse stance under this not-so-large waterfall.”
"It's not a big waterfall?" Xiao Feng looked at the waterfall that descended from a hundred meters above with the momentum of the Milky Way toppling and ten thousand horses galloping. It roared and whistled like muffled thunder as it rushed down rapidly. That huge impact smashed onto the rocks, emitting a thunderous rumble that spread several miles away. His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Xiao Feng actually wanted to weakly ask, if a hundred-meter-tall waterfall was not considered a waterfall, then what kind of waterfall was considered a big waterfall? Could it be that the Niagara 'Thunder God's Water Waterfall, which was a thousand meters high, was considered a big waterfall?
"Stand on it, you must stand firm.”Matsuzaka Chaos Kikku was still very disciplined during training, even though she was wearing a sexy bikini and the domineering snow-white flesh on her chest was whiter than the flying snowflakes.
After half a year of extreme training, Xiao Feng's muscles were nourished by the Spirit Gathering Pool and tempered by the extreme training method. They were already ten times tougher than before, and could be called a human-like weapon. However, what was surprising was that one could not tell from Xiao Feng's appearance at all. He was even thinner than before.
"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded and immediately extended his figure, jumping onto the green rock.
"Not good!" His body had just jumped onto the bluestone and had yet to stabilize himself when the powerful impact of the waterfall sent Xiao Feng flying, falling into the pool.
"Continue!" Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum said indifferently.
Xiao Feng did not speak, swimming to the side of the green stone, his figure leaping up…
Being sent flying by the waterfall time and time again, leaping up from the pool, Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, occasionally teasing Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum. Although he was exhausted in the end, he finally stood firm on the green stone under the impact of the waterfall.
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