He opened his mouth and sucked all the zhenqi in the room into his stomach. In the blink of an eye, he refined it and fused it into his flesh.
His exhausted internal strength was restored once again, shuttling through his limbs and meridians, growing endlessly and circulating in a large cycle.
His mind kept replaying the sword strike he had performed in Wudi City in the East Sea two days ago. It was his strongest sword strike to date.
It was a sword strike that perfectly combined the will, force, and Qi to force Old Monster Wang back by three meters and shatter half of Wudi City.
With just one strike, Su Xuan had used up 80% of his True Qi and almost exhausted all of his strength. In terms of power, it was probably not even comparable to a Sword Immortal Kneeling in the Upper Tier.
However, this was only temporary. As his cultivation increased, his internal strength, sword intent, and sword force would increase, and the power of this sword move would increase.
According to Su Xuan's estimation, he would use the inner qi of the Eighth Tier Wedding Dress Divine Art to execute this strike again.
Its power would not be inferior to the grand completion of the One Sword Immortal Kneel.
The first thing he had to do next was to raise the Seventh Tier Wedding Dress Technique to the Eighth Tier, and then deduce the Ninth Tier.
In this way, he would be able to achieve great success in his martial arts, and he would have the qualifications to ask the world about the sword.
His mind entered the system space. There were densely packed cards floating there, emitting a dazzling light.
These cards were all taken from Old Monster Wang. There were saber techniques, fist techniques, palm techniques, finger techniques, and sword techniques.
The most precious thing inside should be 30% of Old Monster Wang's Innate Ability and 20 years of pure internal strength.
He focused his mind and calmed his breath. He first shattered the two golden cards and turned them into flowing lights that entered his body.
In an instant, he felt that he had gained a lot of insight into the way of martial arts, and even the speed at which he breathed in and out true qi had increased significantly.
Immediately after, a majestic true qi appeared in his body. He circulated the mental cultivation method of the seventh stage of the Wedding Dress Divine Art and controlled this true qi. After a few large cycles, he transformed it into Wedding Dress True Qi.
It returned to his dantian and fused perfectly with his original Wedding Dress True Qi. After twenty years of pure inner energy was converted into Wedding Dress True Qi, there was only about ten years left.
It wasn't that it was wasted, but that the dominance of the Wedding Dress zhenqi far exceeded the pure internal energy of these twenty years. It needed to be continuously compressed and purified.
"Go into seclusion after returning and try to push the Wedding Dress Divine Art to the eighth realm.”
He thought to himself that he had gathered too many good things on this trip to the East Sea. He needed some time to digest them.
Only by transforming it into martial arts foundation and comprehending it by analogy could he create the third move of the Tyrant Sword Art.
Gathering his thoughts, he shattered all the cards. Streams of light filled the sky and rushed into his body. There were knives, spears, sword qi, fists, palms, fingers, and claws.
"It's simply a walking encyclopedia of martial arts.”
After a long time, Su Xuan finished the fusion and focused on his physical body. He couldn't help but sigh, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
"Dong dong dong"
Someone knocked on the door.”
"Come in."
He tidied up his clothes and got down from the bed. The servant placed the food down and looked submissive.
"Prepare another bucket of hot water."
he said.
"Alright."
The servant turned around and walked out of the room. Not long after, he led five or six people in with buckets of water. They filled up most of the wooden buckets in the room. White steam rose and filled the room.
The sun was shining brightly outside. The scorching sunlight burned the earth, and the air was mixed with dust and heat.
On the street, many peddlers hid in the shade. Some simply pushed the shelves under the eaves along the street, casually set up boards, and lay down for an afternoon nap.
After finishing the food and wine, he rinsed his mouth and took a hot bath to get rid of his fatigue. He changed into a white warrior suit and a green robe.
After he was dressed, he saw a handsome young master standing in front of the bronze mirror. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was like a crown of jade. He looked very handsome.
He wore a jade pendant on his waist. If he had a folding fan, he would be really elegant. Now that it was hot, he planned to wait until the night was cooler before hurrying on.
Su Xuan was immune to the cold and heat, so he was naturally not afraid of the scorching sun. However, the horses could not stand it. Furthermore, Tiannan County was within the Heyang Imperial Family's territory.
He had a grudge with the Heyang Imperial Family. Back then, the Zhang Diao Temple of the Internal Court had died under Su Xuan's sword.
It was hard to guarantee that the other party would not attack him. He could not stay here for long. He had to leave as soon as possible and return to the Great Ming territory.
at this time
The battle in Wudi City had spread like a storm to the entire Jianghu. Countless martial artists left the East Sea and spread the news everywhere.
The undefeated Second in the World was knocked back by a sword strike and half of Wudi City was destroyed. It was a strange story.
Old Monster Wang had even personally commented that Su Xuan would become the strongest swordsman in the world.
Su Xuan's name shook the entire martial arts world. A few years ago, he had sent the Western Liang Crown Prince north with a sword and killed several top-notch experts.
Today, after several years, he had once again forced the Second in the World to retreat.
However, according to his growth speed, he would be able to return to Wudi City in a few years.
At that time, a world-shaking battle would be inevitable.
Inside the Yin Weed Sect
Wan Wan didn't say a word when she received the news. On the main seat, the Yin Weed Sect's sect master Zhu Yuyan's hand that was holding the teacup trembled unconsciously but she didn't say anything.
long time
Wan Wan looked up with a determined expression." Master, I'm going into seclusion. I won't come out until I reach the Vajra Realm."”
Zhu Yuyan sighed softly. She was unable to reject this disciple's request. She only nodded and said,"Go, go."
He had barely managed to injure him with the Two-Sleeved Green Snake back then, but now, he was able to use the Tyrant Sword Art to force that old monster back with a single strike.
Even if Zhu Yuyan's heart realm, which had been cultivated bitterly for many years, was sufficiently strong, she could not help but waver once again at this moment.
"Why didn't I kill him back then?”
Zhu Yuyan bit her red lips lightly and muttered to herself. However, this thought quickly dissipated. Even if she had to do it all over again, she probably would not dare to cause both sides to suffer.
Her eyes looked outside the main hall, where the Heyang Imperial Family was located.
"Too hard is easy to break."
The corners of Zhu Yuyan's mouth curled up as a smile appeared on her charming face. In an instant, the world paled.
Even the hazy moonlight that sprinkled over the mountains could not compare to her smile.
"I'm not the only one who wants to deal with you.”
Western Liang Prince's Mansion
The Catacombs at the bottom of the lake
The man in the black python robe came here as soon as he received the news.
"How about this?"
The one-armed old man rubbed his ears. Although his tone was calm, there was still a hint of abnormality.
"Take a guess."
Old Man Xu kept him in suspense.
"According to that kid's personality."
"It's impossible not to fight Old Monster Wang."”
"Good guess."
Old Man Xu gave him a thumbs up." He pushed Old Monster Wang back more than ten feet with one sword strike and destroyed half of Wudi City."
In sixty years, other than him, no one else could do it.”
"I'm afraid you can't do it now."”
"Bullshit."
"If it were me, I would have destroyed Wudi City with one strike." The one-armed old man sneered.”
"Quickly tell me, which move did this kid use? Is it the same move I taught you?”
"No."
"From the beginning to the end, he never used the sword technique you taught him. Instead, he used the Tyrant Sword Art he created himself.”
"Are you sad?"
"Sad my ass."
The one-armed old man was disdainful." If he used my sword technique, I would be dissatisfied. I just didn't expect this kid to create his own sword technique in just a few years and walk out of his own martial path.”
After Old Man Xu left the secret chamber, the one-armed old man suddenly laughed loudly.
"I didn't expect that I would still be able to receive such a disciple when I'm old.”
"It's a pity that you were born sixty years late. If you could be with me in the pugilistic world, how fast would it be to have a sword dao confrontation?”
tiannan County
The sun slowly set in the west, and the golden light slowly faded from the earth. The mountains and fields were slowly soaked in the twilight.
A handsome young master rode out of the county city on a large yellow horse. He had a strong and muscular body, and beside the saddle hung a bundle and a sheathed bamboo sword. It was Su Xuan, who had just left the inn.
He walked along the official road to the southwest. On both sides of the road, there were mountains and ancient trees.
The mountains were like yakshas, the rivers were like serpents, the shadows hid ghosts, and the howls were like asuras. They were thousands of miles away, the mountains were far away, and the rivers were difficult. There were bandits everywhere, and countless people robbed houses.
Therefore, there was basically no one on the official road at night. Even if there were, there would be seven or eight people, or ten or twenty people in groups, with swords at their waists.
If they had enough money, they would hire some martial artists as guards, mostly disciples from the local dojos.
The night was dark, and the sun was setting in the west. The sky suddenly darkened, and a bright moon rose into the sky, sprinkling down the white moonlight.
The land was white as if it was covered in a layer of silver frost. In just one night, Su Xuan had traveled hundreds of miles. When the sky was starting to brighten, he passed by a village with a vendor at the intersection.
"Control"
Pulling on the reins, the yellow horse came to a sudden stop. It dismounted and walked towards the shed.
"Young master, what would you like to eat?”
The stall owners were a middle-aged couple. They were dressed in coarse linen clothes and had weathered faces. The man was short and fat, while the woman was thin and tall.
"What do you have to eat?"
He tied the horse and asked.
"There are meat noodles, plain noodles, and sesame seed cakes.”
The woman wiped her hands and replied shyly. From Su Xuan's attire, it was obvious that he wasn't an ordinary person.
Usually, even if they met such rich young masters, they wouldn't even spare a glance at peddlers like them.
Not to mention eating in such a place.
"Give me five bowls of meat noodles and twenty shaobing. Add more meat.”
With a smile on his face, Su Xuan placed two taels of silver on the table and said,""There's no need to look for it."
"That won't do."
The middle-aged woman took the silver and hurriedly said,""Young Master's two taels of silver is enough to buy our stall.”
He sat down on the bench and casually said,""I'll give it to you. Just get more meat to eat.”
"Old woman, quickly go to the village and get a few catties of meat. It's good.”
The short and fat man took the silver and hurriedly said to the woman.
"I'll go immediately."
The woman left the stall and jogged to the village next door. The farmers were simple and simple. They would repay a favor with an inch of kindness.
The man kneaded the dough and said,"This old man's ancestors had chefs, so he passed down a few skills. I guarantee that young master will be satisfied with them later.”
"As long as you're full."
Su Xuan chuckled and picked up the teapot on the table. He poured himself a cup of herbal tea and drank it. It was sweet and refreshing, but there was a faint bitterness in the aftertaste.
There should be a lot of herbs added in it.
Soon, the stall owner brought a bowl of beef noodles and a few sesame seed cakes."Young Master, please eat first. This sesame seed cake is very delicious with the noodle soup.”
He ate a bowl, and the man served another bowl. In just two minutes, the woman came back with a piece of fresh meat. She chopped it up and added it to the sesame seed cake. It had a unique flavor with the noodle soup.
"Young master, if it's not enough, I can go and gather some more.”
The short and fat man revealed a simple and honest smile."The stall opened early today, so I didn't prepare too much.”
"It's fine. It's enough."
Su Xuan shook his head.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he gulped down another bag of herbal tea, got on his horse, and continued on his journey, following the stall owner's instructions.
There was a big river twenty miles ahead. It was called the Jiefu River. The river was divided into two banks. The east side was Tiannan County, and the west side was Tianbei County. As long as they crossed the river, they would leave Tiannan County and enter Tianbei County.
With the speed of the yellow-brown horse, it would not take long for them to reach this distance. The horse galloped wildly. The official road was flat, and there were green bamboo forests on both sides. They could vaguely hear the sound of the surging river coming from afar.
The mountain wind blew slowly, and the bamboo swayed. Blue birds chirped and eagles soared, shuttling between the mountain streams and deep valleys.
One could vaguely see mountains in the distance, hidden in the clouds of the morning sun.
A waterfall of a thousand feet fell from a high place. The sound was like thunder, shaking the mountains. The spirit ape roared, echoing in the empty valley for a long time.
After passing through the bamboo forest, the view in front of them suddenly became clear. A vast river rushed out from the depths of the mountain ridge.
The waves surged and slapped the banks on both sides. The light of the morning sun shone on the surface of the river, reflecting a golden shimmering light wave, just like gold.
The yellow-brown horse slowed down. From afar, he could see a ferry bobbing up and down with the waves at the riverbank.
There was someone standing on the deck, but it was foggy and far away, so his face could not be seen clearly.
Su Xuan rode his horse forward, and the cold wind blew against his face, blowing away his tiredness. He narrowed his eyes and felt that something was wrong.
However, he did not stop. Instead, he continued to ride the yellow brown horse toward the ferry. When he was close, he stopped the horse.
The ferry was docked in front of the ferry. On the deck, a figure stood. He was wearing a green Daoist robe and was about 30 years old. His face was thin and his eyes were bright and shining.
He carried a horsetail whisk in his arms and a sheathed long sword on his back. Strangely, the boat under his feet was shaking, but the Taoist's figure was motionless. He was clearly one with the boat under his feet, but it seemed to be independent of the two.
It was ethereal. He was clearly standing there, but it felt like he wasn't there. If he closed his eyes, he couldn't sense any aura.
The Daoist looked at Su Xuan silently. His eyes were deep and clear, as if he could see through him. Su Xuan rode on his horse and looked at the Daoist.
"Why are all the Taoist priests out on the ferry now?”
He raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
"Ten taels of silver to send this young master across the river.”
He took out the money from his sleeve and ran towards the Daoist. However, the Daoist did not take it and let it fall into the water.
Ripples formed as the silver sank into the water and disappeared.
moment later
The Taoist priest was expressionless. He held the horsetail whisk in his arms and Ji Li in his hand. He said in a deep voice,"This poor Taoist Jun Mo Wen has come to invite Manager Su to die.”
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