Stepping into the Innate Realm! The undercurrents were surging!
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"Young Master, we have arrived."
The coachman's reminder interrupted Ying Zifeng, who was still immersed in his swordsmanship.
In the carriage.
Ying Zifeng looked at his palm and slightly frowned.
"What's going on? Why hasn't Sword Saint Dugu moved even though he has 7% of the inheritance?”
From the moment he left Xianyang Palace, Ying Zifeng had been using his fingers as swords to cultivate the Holy Spirit Sword Art. But strangely, he stopped after he had passed on seven percent of the sword art.
Host, you don't think that you can inherit everything Sword Saint Dugu has, do you?
The system's voice suddenly sounded.
Ying Zifeng was stunned for a moment before he understood what the system meant.
The sword was a lethal weapon. Those who carried the name of Sword Saint would definitely be bloody. Since ancient times, all the peerless swordsmen had carried countless corpses on their backs.
The Sword Saint of Solitude that he had inherited was even more so. Just thinking about the Emotionless Sword, one could imagine how many lives Dugu Jian had taken. If he wanted to become a land sword immortal, he, Ying Zifeng, was destined to be covered in blood.
"It seems that I need a sharp sword first.”
He had yet to reach the level of Sword Nineteen, where he could become one with the sword. He needed a sword that could kill!
Thinking of this, Ying Zifeng got off the carriage and returned to his own mansion.
Walking into the backyard of the manor, a fragrance wafted over.
Ying Zifeng raised his head to take a look. It was lunchtime.
The maids had already prepared lunch.
Ying Zifeng, who had lost his appetite, ordered the maid,"You can leave. Oh right, if there are any visitors these few days, tell them that this young master is not feeling well.”
"Other than Imperial Father and Yin Man, anyone who barges in will be killed without mercy on the grounds of assassination!”
The maid was startled by Ying Zifeng's words. She nodded in surprise and left.
After the maid left, Ying Zifeng casually picked up a pastry and ate it before going to his own loft.
As he walked into the pavilion, a sandalwood fragrance wafted into his face. The building was spotless, simple, and fragrant.
Ying Zifeng nodded in satisfaction. His eyes swept across the paintings hanging on the four walls, and finally, his gaze landed on the place where he usually read ancient books.
There was a sword hanging above the seat. It was a sword that could kill.
Ying Zifeng walked over and took down the sword.
"Clang!"
Without any hesitation, Ying Zifeng pulled out his sword. In an instant, a cold light shone into his eyes.
Ding…Sword Saint Inheritance 0.3.
The system's mechanical voice rang out in real time, and Ying Zifeng's lips curled up when he heard it.
"I didn't expect that just touching the sword would directly increase my Inheritance Level by 0.3 points.”
At this moment, Ying Zifeng understood that fancy moves were useless. Only true slaughter could make a person grow rapidly.
Staring at the sword, Ying Zifeng could see his own reflection in it.
The name of the sword was Green Wind, and Ying Zifeng named it after himself.
As he looked at the ancient painting hanging on the wall, the Holy Spirit Sword Art appeared in his mind.
In the next second, Ying Zifeng swung his sword.
The cold light of the sword suddenly appeared in the attic.
"Hiss!"
The ancient painting was instantly torn in half by the Green Wind Sword.
Ding…Sword Saint Inheritance Points 0.5.
Hearing the system notification, Ying Zifeng was in a good mood. He turned his gaze to the ancient painting on the other side.
"Hiss!"
Sword light shone.
Ding…Sword Saint Inheritance Points 0.5.
Ding…Sword Saint Inheritance Points 0.5.
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For a moment, the sword light in the pavilion was cold. Very quickly…
Ding! The host's inheritance has reached 10%. Congratulations to the host for reaching the peak of the Postliminary Realm.
He had already stepped into the peak of the Postliminary Realm?
Ying Zifeng was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Qing Feng. He felt that his body was a little different from before.
He looked at the candlestick ten meters away.
"Sword One!"
Ying Zifeng shouted in a low voice and waved his green wind.
Ding!
The green wind blew gently, and a gust of cold wind swept up in the attic.
Suddenly!
A sharp sword aura was emitted from the Green Wind Sword. The sword aura tore through the air and headed straight for the candlestick.
"Bang!"
The candlestick let out a clear sound under the sword power. Although it wasn't cut in half, Ying Zifeng knew that he had stepped into the Xiantian realm!
Ding…Sword Saint Inheritance Points 0.4.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for entering the early stage of the Xiantian realm.
As expected, just as Ying Zifeng was thinking about this, the system notification sounded.
"Added 0.4? It seems that the higher the realm, the harder it is. However, this method is not bad before reaching the integration of Heaven and man.”
In the field of sword arts, the integration of Heaven and man was the realm of being one with the sword. Wood, stone, flowers, and grass could all be used as swords.
Ying Zifeng smiled helplessly.
Because the attic was in ruins.
I can't do this anymore. I have to go out and practice.
After thinking for a while, Ying Zifeng stepped out of the pavilion.
As soon as he took a step out of the pavilion, Ying Zifeng suddenly sensed that someone was spying on him.
Father?
In an instant, Ying Zifeng knew who was spying on him.
At this moment, only he had the right.
"Looks like I have to wait. But it shouldn't be the Network or the Shadow Secret Guard. They're not bad practice targets.”
After muttering to himself, Ying Zifeng ordered his maids to clean up the attic while he himself was busy with the green wind.
Zhang Han's eyelids twitched.
Time passed quickly.
Shen Shi!
A shocking decree was sent from Xianyang Palace to the world.
The third son, Zi Feng, is highly talented and blessed by the emperor. He is now the crown prince of the Great Qin Dynasty.
As soon as the decree was issued, the entire Xianyang City was in an uproar.
Because everyone knew that the Third Young Master Ying Zifeng had become a crazy and stupid person because of the stone hammer.
This…
A turbulent undercurrent quickly spread in all directions.
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