On the peak of Mount Tai, a young man in white was lying on the ground, looking at the lightning that was falling from the sky with a bitter smile.
"As expected, I can't defy the heavens with my current strength.”
"Without spiritual energy, no matter how strong my swordsmanship is or how sharp my sword intent is, I'm still a mortal.”
"No matter how talented you are, you will still be a pile of dirt after a hundred years.”
"I hate it. If there was spiritual energy, this bit of lightning would be nothing!”
"If I had spiritual energy, I could kill 30 million immortals in the sky with a single sword!”
Zhang Tianqi was very unwilling, but unfortunately, he could not change the fact that he was swallowed by the lightning.
The wind stopped, the rain fell, and the thunder dispersed.
On the top of Mount Tai, only half of the blade was stuck in the charred ground.
……
? In the world of fox monsters, in Mud Mountain, a young man with torn clothes and a broken sword appeared under the lightning.
"Cough, cough, since I'm not dead."
Zhang Tianqi got up from the ground and leaned against a big tree. He coughed and said in a small voice.
"Wait, I seem to feel the legendary spiritual energy?”
"Could it be an illusion? Cough, cough."
After coughing out a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhang Tianqi began to sense the changes in the world.
"Spirit Qi, I've come to the world of spirit Qi, haha.”
After sensing for a while, Zhang Tianqi laughed loudly.
The moment he felt the spiritual energy, he knew that he was no longer on Earth because there was no spiritual energy on Earth. Clearly, he had transmigrated.
After being excited for a while, Zhang Tianqi calmed down.
"Since you have spiritual energy, then you should cultivate properly.”
Zhang Tianqi closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged. He began to absorb spiritual energy.
The first step of cultivation was naturally to refine Qi. Refine spiritual energy into magical power. When magical power was accumulated in the dantian, one could build the foundation.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Traces of spiritual energy entered Zhang Tianqi's body. Under the effect of the spiritual energy, Zhang Tianqi's injuries were slightly alleviated.
Zhang Tianqi was different from those who had just started cultivating. He had been cultivating on Earth for more than ten years.
Before coming into contact with spiritual energy, there was nothing special about him. He looked no different from an ordinary person.
However, once he came into contact with spiritual energy, Zhang Tianqi could quickly become a true cultivator.
As for how high his cultivation level was, it would depend on Zhang Tianqi's efforts.
Crack! Crack!
Half an hour later, Zhang Tianqi was awakened by the sound of wheels. He woke up from his cultivation. At this time, he was already in the late stage of the Qi Refinement realm and was only one step away from the Foundation Establishment realm.
Zhang Tianqi opened his eyes and looked ahead.
On the road not far away, a carriage was speeding over.
The person driving the carriage was a very ugly young Daoist priest. Behind the young Daoist priest sat a middle-aged Daoist priest.
There was a small cage next to the middle-aged Daoist, and there were two young fox demons locked inside.
" What a familiar scene. Right, this is the story of Mud Mountain Reddie when she was young. I didn't expect to come to the fox demon world.”
Zhang Tianqi narrowed his eyes. After thinking for a while, he came to his conclusion.
"This road is blocked,"
Holding the broken sword, Zhang Tianqi stood in front of the carriage and said indifferently.
"Stop!"
The young Taoist priest pulled the rope and instantly pulled the galloping horse.
"Who are you? Why did you stop me?"
The middle-aged Daoist frowned at Zhang Tianqi and spoke in an extremely unfriendly manner.
"Leave the little fox demoness behind or die!"
Zhang Tianqi raised his broken sword and said calmly.
"Just you, a mere late-stage small demon cultivator.”
The middle-aged Daoist said disdainfully after sensing Zhang Tianqi's aura.
Small demons (Aura Refining), big demons (Foundation Establishment), demon kings (Golden Core), demon emperors (Nascent Soul).
"Yes, just me."
Zhang Tianqi said calmly. Although the middle-aged Taoist priest had the cultivation of the late stage of the foundation establishment realm, he did not take him seriously.
He had dared to defy the heavens when he was still a mortal. Although he was a mortal, his combat strength was not ordinary. It was not difficult for Zhang Tianqi, who was known as the world's number one sword, to fight someone of a higher level.
Swordsmen were good at fighting, not to mention the number one swordsman in the world.
"Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish.”
The middle-aged Daoist's eyes turned cold as he charged at Zhang Tianqi with his sword.
In his opinion, Zhang Tianqi was purely brainless. He dared to jump realms to fight with a broken sword that wasn't a magic treasure. He really didn't know how to write the word 'death'.
There were people who jumped realms to fight, but there was a prerequisite, which was to have a good magic treasure.
For example, Wang Fugui of the later generation, although his magic power was low, he could suppress ordinary demon kings because he had a bunch of high-quality magic treasures.
"Using a sword is really showing off in front of an expert."
Zhang Tianqi said lightly. If the middle-aged Daoist used a spell to attack from a distance, he might have to spend a lot of effort.
However, the middle-aged Daoist was using his sword to fight him in close combat. He was really asking for trouble. He only needed one sword to kill him.
"Do you know the spring snow, the night moon, the curtain of dreams, the gentle spring breeze?”
Zhang Tianqi sighed softly. After bringing himself into the realm of spring snow, he raised his right hand slightly and stabbed out gently. It was like spring snow, beautiful and gentle, but it carried endless killing intent.
"Sword intent!"
The middle-aged Daoist regretted his decision when he saw the phantom of spring snow on Zhang Tianqi's sword. He had fought with someone with sword intent, but it was too late.
The blades of the swords crossed. Zhang Tianqi's broken sword slashed across the middle-aged Daoist's sword and then gently landed. In an instant, the middle-aged Daoist's right hand was cut off from his wrist.
Zhang Tianqi's left hand gently grabbed the sword that the middle-aged Daoist had dropped. He stabbed upwards and instantly pierced through the middle-aged Daoist's heart from below.
"Er,"
The middle-aged Daoist fell down unwillingly. He could not understand why a person with the cultivation of a small demon would have sword intent.
It should be known that the number of people who possessed sword intent could be counted on one hand, and they were all members of the Wang family.
"What a beautiful sword technique."
? Tushan Rong couldn't help but open his mouth and say his thoughts.
"It is indeed very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it is still a sword technique that can kill.”
? Looking at the fallen middle-aged priest, shock flashed in Mud Mountain's red eyes.
This sword was too beautiful, like a fairy gently touching the snow in spring. It was gentle like water and full of charm.
? Tushan Reddie didn't understand sword arts, but he knew that this young man's sword art was extraordinary. He could easily kill his opponent despite being one realm lower than him, which showed how terrifying this sword was.
"Little Daoist, you can leave. I don't think you're a bad person.”
Zhang Tianqi came to the front of the carriage and looked at the young Taoist priest as he said calmly.
"Thank you, my lord."
The young Taoist priest said respectfully and left quickly.
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