World of Cultivation - Chapter 28

[Chapter 28 Threshold]

Zuo Mo finally touched the threshold!

This sword intent seems to be like snow, but in the vagueness he sees countless smaller sword intents. The number of these tiny sword intents like ice crystals is incomparably numerous and dense, and they come together and surging layer by layer. Every tiny sword intent is like a drop of water, and countless drops of water form the sea, surging into tides.

Uncle Xin Yan’s sword intent is a small tide, a small ice crystal tide!

For the first time, he forgot the severe pain of being beheaded.

The scene just now was very short, but what he saw made him reminisce for a long time. The dazzling sword intent is like ice crystals, surging like tides, but there is a different kind of beauty in the majesty. Even he, who doesn’t know swordsmanship, can’t help but marvel at it.

He suddenly realized that the Chilong released by Uncle Xin Yan was not real, and was also composed of countless snow-white sword beams.

Standing blankly in the yard, he was stunned until nightfall.

The next day, early in the morning, Zuo Mo ran to Lengwu Valley. Switching from a temporary worker to a regular worker, and adding a foundation pill, was a real hit to the money-lover zombie, and he became more attentive.

He has determined that he is going to find the answer, but he deeply understands that things need to be taken step by step, especially as an outer disciple like him who has nothing.

His workload is now much larger than before. The fourth aunt gave him a jade slip, which was full of matters needing attention for the cultivation of various spiritual medicines, 90% of which he had never come into contact with before. For him, this is a whole new challenge.

But fortunately, he could explore slowly, these elixir in Yaotian now seem to be in good condition.

In the corner of the medicine field, dragon grass seedlings have sprouted. The third-grade dragon grass seed given by Senior Brother Wei Sheng was planted in the spiritual field by him.

Today, he needs to accompany some female disciples to Dongfu. He said that he would accompany him, but it was actually similar to escorting the array.

Sitting on the Fengxing Paper Crane, Zuo Mo followed the group of female disciples about ten feet away.

These women are so noisy!

Their chattering voices could be heard from a distance, making Zuo Mo agitated.

After Fengxing Zhihe was repaired and strengthened, it was much more stable and more comfortable than before. He secretly thought that these three spar flowers were worth it. Sitting on the paper crane, with nothing to do, he began to try to figure out the sword intent of Uncle Xin Yan.

Although he wanted to die every time, he knew how precious this opportunity was. The opportunity to ask Uncle Xin Yan for advice, unless it is Senior Brother Wei Sheng, an outsider disciple like him, don’t even think about it. He didn’t know why Pu Yao kept his uncle’s sword intent, but there was no doubt that this sword intent was a treasure trove for Zuo Mo.

It is impossible to learn all of them, but learning a little bit is enough for him to benefit infinitely.

At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the front, which woke Zuo Mo from his thoughts.

He was suddenly unhappy.

Several unfamiliar male cultivators seemed to be pestering the female disciples of this sect. Zuo Mo sighed in his heart, these days, the ceremony is not good!

Putting away the paper crane, he walked forward slowly. This is the road leading to Dongfu, but Zuo Mo is not afraid that the other party would dare to do something out of the ordinary, so he is very sure of it.

“Ha, I heard that your senior sister Li Yingfeng has established a foundation? Good news, ah, good news.” The leading male cultivator said glibly.

Several other male cultivators around also laughed non-stop.

At this time, a male cultivator flattered: “Senior brother, I’m not mistaken. The level of this group of girls is much more tender than those virgins in our door.”

“Not bad, not bad!” The headed man smiled evilly: “But you have to be careful, if they hear this, you will have a good life.”

“Hey, that’s it.”

Zuo Mo coughed lightly, and the female disciples immediately gave way. Now that you have received something, you can’t just leave it alone.

“What’s the matter? Everyone? Interrupting the road?” Zuo Mo came out of the crowd, squinting at the other side, and sneered in his mouth.

This group of people is very scum at a glance, all of them are deer-headed and rat-eyed. Especially the person in the lead, looking at that face, Zuo Mo had the urge to punch it into a char siu bun. Compared with other classmates, Zuo Mo has a lot of experience in going out, and his vision can be called old-fashioned. At first glance, this group of people looks like that kind of unpopular stuff. The more polite you are to this kind of stuff, the more they will think you are weak and deceitful.

In fact, Zuo Mo’s biggest reliance is the [Golden Sword Ring] in his hand, which stores three sword beams, and it is not bad to scare this group of people.

“It turned out to be a different master.” The leader also sneered, looking Zuo Mo up and down, his face full of sarcasm: “You dare to be a hero at the eighth level of qi refining, you really don’t know how high the sky is. Even if Li Yingfeng is there, Don’t dare to talk to me like that.”

Could it be that this person in front of him has a great background? Zuo Mo’s heart felt guilty, but his face did not reveal the slightest: “What a big tone, you have this ability, why don’t you go to the mountain gate of this gate to call for an array, and go here to bully a group of little girls, tsk tsk, good ability, good ability!”

Some of the female disciples around covered their mouths and laughed.

This man’s face was very ugly, and he snorted coldly: “I heard that there is a genius in Wukong Jianmen. Could it be that you are a waste? Senior brother will let you know what it means to be polite today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a flying sword appeared in front of him!

Zuo Mo was immediately stunned, the other party actually had a flying sword!

The first word that popped into his mind was foundation building! He didn’t expect that the guy who went up to the mouse-eye and deer’s brain turned out to be a cultivator in the foundation-building period. Cultivators in the Qi-refining stage cannot sacrifice flying swords. Only when they reach the foundation-building stage can they begin to sacrifice flying swords. Even Senior Brother Wei Sheng didn’t have a flying sword before he built the foundation.

Staring nervously at the flying sword floating in front of the opponent, Zuo Mo swallowed hard.

This is the first time he has seen Feijian!

The whole body is blue, about three feet long, the sword body is narrow, the blade is sharp, and the cold light flashes. This is going to be a hit, there must be a blood hole in the body.

The faces of the female disciples changed greatly! They did not expect that they would meet a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment stage this time! They, who had full confidence in Zuo Mo, immediately lost their confidence. The huge gap between the Qi refining period and the Foundation Establishment period leaves no room for cultivators in the Qi refining period to face those in the Foundation Establishment period.

The power of Feijian is not something that Jianmang can compete with.

Xiaoguo’s apple face turned pale with fright, and she looked at the flying sword in horror.

The man smiled gloomily: “Let you have a good taste of Xiao Ye’s Qingfeng sword!”

At the same time, he pointed and pointed, and saw that flying sword stabbed towards Zuo Mo like a psychic!

The moment the opponent’s Feijian moved, Zuo Mo became calm. All the tension seemed to disappear without a trace, and he stared at this flying sword closely, just like the snow-white sword intent that he had been waiting for these days!

As soon as Feijian moved, his heart immediately settled down.

Although the cyan flying sword looks frighteningly bright, but this guy’s strength is limited, but the sense of danger it gives him is far less than the pure sword intent of Uncle Xin Yan!

It’s vain!

Sword Intent was thin and scattered, and it did not condense into shape, which was simply unsightly.

The spiritual power in his body was running rapidly, and he calmly looked at the flying sword that was getting closer and closer. Between the electric light and flint, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed, a little in the void.

A golden sword light hissed out of his hand.

Ping!

With a crisp sound, the sword light hit the Feijian’s tip three centimeters accurately, and the Feijian swayed slightly.

“Humph!” The other party snorted coldly, his spiritual power turned, and the flying sword turned in mid-air, creating a semi-arc-shaped aperture in the air, which was really beautiful.

Ping!

A sound of the intersection of gold and stone sounded abruptly, Feijian suddenly stopped, and the semi-arc aperture stopped abruptly. Just like a dancing fairy who suddenly sneezed when the dance was in full swing, all the beauty and charm disappeared without a trace.

The man was shocked and angry!

He also saw that the guy in front of him was relying on a magic weapon. But being interrupted by the other party twice in a row, and the other party was uninjured, made him feel disgraced. In the face of a disciple in the Qi refining stage, two consecutive moves fail, this will be passed on to the sect, and those senior brothers will laugh off their teeth.

The previous two moves were only meant to teach a lesson, this time, he can no longer care so much, desperately mobilizing his spiritual power!

The big deal is to go back and be punished!

With enough spiritual power, Feijian’s might was completely different from before.

The flying sword flew to the top of Zuo Mo’s head, and a faint sword glow appeared on the body of the sword, making a continuous whimper, like an excited beast, ready to pounce on its prey.

Zuo Mo raised his head, his narrowed eyes sparkled with excitement and madness!

Two consecutive hits have boosted his confidence. He had absolutely no experience in fighting with others before, and the last time he and Senior Sister Li Yingfeng were just a touch away. And in the sea of knowledge, facing the sword intent of Uncle Xin Yan, he has no room for resistance. Not to mention resistance, in front of that Haoran Sword Intent, he couldn’t even lift a finger.

But with the flying sword in front of him, he successfully blocked the opponent’s two attacks!

With this record alone, he was already proud enough. But at this time, he was completely caught up in an inexplicable frenzy and excitement.

He suddenly had a crazy idea!

Cut off this flying sword!

He didn’t know why he suddenly had such a crazy idea, but as soon as the idea came out, it was so strong that he didn’t even think about whether it was realistic or not.

Time did not allow him to think too much. Driven by this crazy idea, he also mustered up the spiritual power in his body.

Squinting his eyes, he stared at the azure flying sword above his head!

Scene after scene passed by him.

Xin Yan’s uncle’s pure and condensed sword intent, like the surging tide of ice crystals, seemed to become more and more clear in front of him. It is like a behemoth, slowly wriggling, but the feeling of deep coldness has not weakened in the slightest.

Every trace of pain when the consciousness was cut off suddenly seemed to be very clear at this time. I don’t know if it was a painful stimulus, but his consciousness was clear and clear, and it seemed that everything around him was quiet.

The whole body of spiritual power swelled quietly towards the golden sword ring.

He raised his right hand and pointed his fingers in a virtual way!