"Boom!"
The Green Bamboo Sword was surrounded by the Qi of Thunder and Fire. As the sword light slashed out, the mountain stream shook. A huge hole was blasted open on the stone wall that was a thousand feet high.
The first move of the Tyrant Sword Art, Broken Wind Snow, pursued sharpness. It was a sharpness that could cut through anything, and its sharpness could break mountains.
As for the second move, what it sought was power, extreme power and destruction. It was to use the overbearing zhenqi of the Wedding Dress Divine Art to activate the sword technique and trigger the thunder and fire.
"The lightning and fire energy isn't condensed enough, and its power is scattered.”
Su Xuan muttered to himself before closing his eyes and sinking into deep thought.
"I have to perfectly unleash the power of the Wedding Dress true qi.”
an hour later
He slashed out a second time and also made a hole in the cliff, but it was smaller than the previous one.
"The power is too concentrated, resulting in insufficient power.”
Su Xuan spoke softly, but he was swallowed by the wind and snow in the blink of an eye. He had to ponder for a long time with every slash.
More and more gravel piled up in the mountain stream. With another slash, Su Xuan fell into deep thought.
At this moment, a furry thing was knocked down by the earthquake caused by the sword qi and rolled out of the cave at the bottom of the cliff on the other side.
He rolled along the snow all the way to the bonfire and stood up shakily. His furry body was covered in snow.
Its body was completely black, and its eyes were like gemstones without any impurities. Its nose sniffed around, as if it had smelled the smell of meat. It limped towards the bones on the ground.
He sniffed at the bone, hesitated for a moment, and then used his two front paws to hug the bone and bite it.
Not far away, Su Xuan was striking out with his sword from time to time. The sword Qi was getting stronger and stronger, causing the ground to shake and the snow to rustle.
However, the little fellow did not seem to hear him and continued to gnaw on the bone.
In the evening, the sky was gloomy. Su Xuan stopped cultivating and went to the bonfire. The little fellow had eaten its fill and was sleeping soundly under the heat emitted by the sparks.
It was sprawled on its back with its belly facing up and drooling. Su Xuan poked it with his finger, and the little fellow's claws moved. It turned around and continued sleeping, showing no desire to wake up.
"You really know how to find a place."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He got up and walked out of the mountain stream. Soon, he returned with a wild boar in one hand and a bag of wild fruits in the other. He also dug up a wild ginseng.
He threw the wood into the fire and went to the river to clean up the wild boar. First, he used a few bamboo poles to support his limbs.
Then, he used a thicker branch to strangle it from the middle and put it on the fire. Then, he used a knife to cut out dense holes and sprinkled salt and various seasonings.
Although wild boars in winter were not as fat as in summer, the one he had hunted was not bad.
As the fire burned, oil sizzled out. When the meat was cooked, the dark little fellow woke up.
He got up from the ground and looked around with his black eyes. He let out a childish howl like a baby.
He walked around the campfire unsteadily, his eyes never leaving the roasted meat on the rack.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
The little fellow leaned over and rubbed its head against Su Xuan's thigh, its claws tugging at his clothes.
"You're bold and not afraid of strangers.”
Su Xuan smiled as he picked it up and held it in front of him. The little fellow's neck was pinched by him, and its four claws kept clawing at him. There was only curiosity in its pitch-black eyes, and there was no fear at all.
Su Xuan released his palm and placed it in his embrace. The little fellow used its claws to grab the robe and climbed up until it reached his shoulder. It rubbed its head against his cheek and licked Su Xuan's face.
"Do you want to eat meat?"
He asked, then cut a piece off with a knife and placed it on the ground. The little fellow smelled it and began to eat.
"Fine wine paired with roasted meat is the best in the world.”
Su Xuan took out his wine jug and ate happily. The roasted meat on the rack decreased in number.
The bones were not wasted. They would be thrown into the pot tomorrow and stewed with some wild vegetables. It was simply too fragrant.
This time, he had made ample preparations for entering the mountain for seclusion. He had brought a lot of condiments and wine, as well as an iron pot.
After all, no one knew how long it would take for the cultivation of Soul Depth. It could be today or tomorrow.
It might take ten days to half a month, or even three to five months.
The little fellow's stomach was bulging after eating the palm-sized piece of meat. It crawled into Su Xuan's arms with difficulty and curled up.
"You really know how to enjoy yourself."
Su Xuan couldn't help but complain, but he still allowed the fellow to stay in his arms. After eating dinner and adding some firewood, he sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
At night, the wind and snow were raging, but not a single drop of snow could be seen within a few feet of him. The bonfire was raging, and the heat was billowing.
The next morning, the sky was still gray. Before the sky was completely clear, the little fellow in Su Xuan's arms woke up. It crawled out and hid in the grass. After a while, it went to the river to drink some water before returning.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
It rubbed its head against Su Xuan and let out a cry.
"Hungry?"
Su Xuan opened his eyes and flicked the little fellow's head. The latter immediately lay down with its limbs facing the sky, revealing its furry belly.
He threw the leftover bones from yesterday into the pot and stewed them. Then, he went to dig some wild vegetables and washed them. He put them into the soup and caught a rabbit.
"Pu pu pu"
"Pu pu pu"
The pot was constantly steaming. The little black fellow was squatting beside the bonfire, staring at the big pot. From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the figure practicing his sword on the lake.
Drool dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the ground, forming a line.
After the meat was cooked, Su Xuan cut a piece of rabbit meat for it. After eating until its stomach was round, it lay down and slept again.
The little fellow's appearance brought a hint of joy to the boring life of ascetic cultivation. After a few days, it had grown a size bigger and its legs were much nimbler.
When Su Xuan was practicing, it would run around the area. In any case, it wouldn't leave the valley. As long as he shouted, it would either crawl out from a pile of snow or crawl out from under a large rock.
Half a month later, Su Xuan left the mountain stream and went to Qixia Town. He brought back some food, wine, and other ingredients.
"The sword is formless and has the power of lightning and fire. Its momentum is fast and it moves like lightning.”
Su Xuan stood on the green waves with the three-foot-long Green Bamboo Sword in his hand as he muttered to himself.
A black, furry fellow was squatting. After half a month, the little fellow had grown very fast. It was now the size of a domestic cat. It was very lively. It was either climbing trees to dig out nests to catch birds or chasing rabbits.
Moreover, his appetite was getting bigger and bigger. Not only did he eat meat, but he also ate fruits and wild vegetables. He looked like a leopard, but he also looked a little like a tiger.
"Awoo!"
The little fellow roared loudly and jumped into the bone-chilling lake. Only its head was exposed on the surface of the water. Its four claws dug around, causing ripples.
Su Xuan didn't seem to notice it as he stared at the cliff in the distance. There were many craters on it, all caused by his Thunderfire Sword Qi.
The little fellow swam to his side and climbed up to his feet. It shook its fur and threw the water droplets away, then began to climb up his pants.
She only stopped when she reached Su Xuan's shoulder. She rubbed her face affectionately and sat on his shoulder.
Its jewel-like black eyes were also looking at the cliff. As the cold wind blew, it could not help but tremble before sticking close to Su Xuan.
Feeling the heat emanating from his body, this fellow began to feel sleepy again, squatting and dozing off.
Su Xuan closed his eyes, and his aura was still. In his dantian, Wedding Dress True Qi circulated through his meridians and acupoints.
The next morning, Su Xuan's eyes were still closed. The little fellow woke up from its hunger and climbed down from its robe to swim to the shore.
She found a piece of leftover cold meat to eat, ran two laps around the mountain stream, swam to the center of the lake, and climbed onto his shoulder.
the third day
Su Xuan was still immersed in his cultivation and did not wake up. He did not care about what was happening in the outside world.
The evening of the fourth day
The little fellow ran out of the mountain stream and caught a rabbit from somewhere. It placed it beside the bonfire and kept barking at the person standing still in the middle of the lake.
next moment
Su Xuan opened his eyes, and the Qi of Thunder and Fire erupted from his eyes, piercing through the air like a bolt of lightning.
The snow was heavy, and the mountains shook. The mental cultivation method of the sixth stage of the Wedding Dress Divine Art circulated, and an endless stream of true qi rushed out from his dantian.
"Boom!"
Genuine Qi was injected into the three-foot-long Green Bamboo Sword, wrapping around the sword body and triggering a domineering Sword Qi. The bamboo sword vibrated and buzzed.
The lake water under his feet exploded, and water pillars shot into the sky, turning into a curtain of rain that swallowed the snow.
Above the waterfall, the water flowed against the current and roared along the river. Su Xuan slowly raised the Green Bamboo Sword and placed it horizontally in front of him.
Within his mind, within his chaotic sea of consciousness, he was using his heartforce to project something profound.
A sword light fell from the sky. In an instant, the entire space in his sea of consciousness collapsed and turned into countless fragments, disappearing into the sword qi storm.
In the mountain stream, the corners of Su Xuan's lips curled up slightly. Fire-like lightning coiled around the Green Bamboo Sword.
He pushed the Genuine Qi of the sixth stage of the Wedding Dress Divine Art to the extreme. Lightning flashed in the void.
"Bang bang bang"
The rocks in the lake under his feet shattered instantly. The lake wasn't big, but waves that were more than 100 feet high were stirred up.
By the river bank
The little fellow, who was still howling, ran back and stopped behind the iron pot.
"Sword Two!"
"Thunder Fire Move!"
" Die!" Su Xuan shouted as his body moved. The muscles on his arms were like dragons as he injected his Wedding Dress True Qi into the sword.
The three-foot-long Green Bamboo Sword emitted a sharp edge that had never been seen before. Lightning coiled around it, and fire surged. The surrounding water vapor was instantly evaporated.
The lake water under his feet was boiling and bubbling. White steam rose and filled half of the valley.
Su Xuan, who was in the midst of it, was faintly discernible, like an immortal from the mortal world. The Green Bamboo Sword's sword hum was incomparably resounding.
The bamboo sword slashed horizontally, and the thunderbolt shattered the air. The fire-like sword light traversed the mountain stream and stood on the precipice.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
"Rumble! Rumble!"
The ground cracked and trembled. The river collapsed, and gravel flew everywhere. The dense rocks were wrapped in surging force, comparable to the sharpest hidden weapons.
Before it could even approach Su Xuan's body, it was shattered by his Protective Upstanding Qi. Smoke and dust filled the air, mixing with the water vapor and turning into white gas. It rose a thousand feet into the air before slowly descending.
The dense cracks spread in all directions with the precipice as the center, making cracking sounds.
"Bang bang bang"
Huge rocks collapsed from the rock wall and then shattered into thumb-sized rocks.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, a thousand-foot-wide gap appeared on the huge cliff. The mountain rocks inside were all shattered by this sword qi.
This sword was completely different from Snowstorm Breaker. The former pursued terrifying destructive power, while the latter pursued sharpness, extreme sharpness.
"Not enough, not enough."
Su Xuan furrowed his brows. This strike had used up almost 50% of his True Qi and seemed to be terrifyingly powerful.
But he was not satisfied.
"It's far from reaching its peak.”
His brows were tightly knitted, and the scene at the tavern in Anbei County City involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Guo Juxia used his zhenqi to pass through the Indestructible Body of Vajra and sealed his acupoints and meridians.
The Tidal Wave Palm was one of the best palm techniques in the world. It was also known as the strongest palm technique in the Great Ming Dynasty along with the Beggar's Sect's divine technique, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Old Guo, on the other hand, had cultivated this overbearing palm technique to the realm of perfection, achieving the realm of combining hardness and softness.
He turned the fierce palm force into a soft force, not revealing the slightest bit.
And now, the sword that he had slashed out seemed to be strong and fierce. One sword could shatter mountains, but in fact, a lot of the power was wasted.
This was not the most perfect and powerful second sword move.
"The two extremes of Yin and Yang. Extreme Yang produces Yin, and extreme Yin produces Yang.”
He closed his eyes and heard the little fellow's voice. He tapped his toes and landed on the riverside.
The dark-skinned little fellow jogged over and leaped high into the air, landing on Su Xuan's shoulder.
She kept rubbing against his face and even stuck out her tongue to lick it.
"I even caught a rabbit."
Su Xuan grinned." But this isn't enough for you and me. Let's go into the mountains and dig some winter bamboo shoots, fruits, and wild vegetables. If we're lucky, we might even encounter wild ginseng.”
The little fellow seemed to understand his words. It jumped off his shoulder, threw itself onto the snow, and ran far away in a few steps.
"Let's compete and see who can run faster?”
Su Xuan followed behind the little fellow at a steady pace. He had gained quite a lot this time.
He hunted two wild boars and a rabbit before dark. He also picked a bag of frozen persimmons and returned to the mountain stream to start a bonfire.
He cleaned the wild boar and stewed it before enjoying a sumptuous meal. It was rare that Su Xuan didn't meditate tonight. Instead, he used the snow as a blanket and the ground as his bed before falling into a deep sleep.
The little fellow was curled up in his chest, head to tail, sleeping soundly.
Time flew like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he had stayed in the valley for three months. The winter passed, the snow disappeared, and the weather gradually warmed up.
The snow in the depths of Cuiwei Mountain began to melt, and the water in the mountain streams surged. The originally white mountains and plains also appeared a little green.
this day
The sun was shining high in the sky, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles. On the cliffs and mountains, only some snow had not melted.
The water level of the mountain stream rose sharply, flooding the plains. The raging river roared and let out deafening roars.
On the grass halfway up the mountain, a pitch-black fellow was lying on the ground, lazily basking in the sun.
In just three months, the little fellow had grown bigger and bigger. Now, it was the size of a hound. Its fur was dark, and its limbs were slender. Its muscles were well-proportioned and powerful, especially its four claws, which were similar to a baby's calves.
Its claws and teeth were extremely sharp. This fellow had already become the overlord of the mountain forest within a radius of several miles. He had even caught wild boars.
Its pitch-black pupils looked into the distance. The man standing on the waves rolled from time to time, revealing his belly.
"Sword Two!"
"Thunder Fire Move!"
" Die!" Su Xuan shouted as he silently slashed out with his sword. It was an ordinary strike before he sheathed his sword and stood there.
He turned around and walked out of the valley without looking back.
Mystic Tiger, let's go home."
When it heard the sound, it immediately became active and rushed toward Su Xuan.
behind
The mountain wind swirled, and the cliff that was originally hundreds of feet high collapsed silently. The fine gravel flowed into the mountain stream like water, filling the river channel.
There was not even a thumb-sized rock left where the cliff had been.
What kind of terrifying sword was this?
If anyone witnessed this scene, they would probably collapse, especially those who used swords.
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