Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

In the thatched hut, just as Su Yin left, Lu Qiuran's eyes kept staring at the Sword Qi Pavilion in the distance, fearing that something might happen and it would be too late to rescue.

"Doctor Lu, don't worry, there is no danger in breaking into the tower!"

Seeing her like this, Li Mogang smiled slightly.

Lu Qiuran shook his head: "The first three floors are not dangerous, but it doesn't mean there are no..."

Li Mogang frowned slightly: "Doctor Lu is too worried. You are a young junior, and it is your first time to pass the level. It is good to pass the first floor. You don't need to look forward to the rest!"

He has practiced here for no less than ten years, and he has been taught by martial arts masters, and he has only broken through to the third floor. You, a doctor's junior, have never been here, and you want to break through to the third floor... What are you kidding!

"Is the first floor difficult?"

Seeing that he was so sure, Lu Qiuran was also a little confused, looking curiously.

"That's natural. There is a special formation in the Sword Qi Pavilion, which can suppress the immortal essence in the cultivator's body. That is to say, when you get here, you can only pass the level with the comprehension of sword skills!"

With his neck raised, Li Mogang's eyes were full of pride: "The first level is to shoot 100 balls the size of eggs from all directions without any rules. The passer must shoot all the balls with a sword within ten breaths. Zhan Luo, one cannot be missed... It is nothing to use Xianyuan, but the difficulty is quite different if you only rely on swordsmanship."

"this……"

Lu Qiuran's heart tightened.

It's no wonder that the Sword Qi Pavilion has been standing for ten thousand years, and no one can reach the ninth floor. It's not as easy as imagined.

Seeing her expression, Li Mogang became more and more proud: "In order to overcome this hurdle, I drew my sword and swung it. For seven years, I have not been lazy for a day, and I will sleep with my sword in my arms at night, striving for a perfect fit. .Until one day, I felt that the sword had become an extension of my arm, and I was able to pass the test of this level smoothly..."

"I saw your junior brother just now, and he doesn't have a trace of sword intent in his body. In addition, learning medical skills and distracting energy, so the possibility of passing is extremely small!"

Unexpectedly, practicing kendo would be so cumbersome, Lu Qiuran frowned: "No, the Xue Qianqiu you mentioned is not very old, isn't he also majoring in kendo? Why is he farther than you?"

"he?"

Li Mogang shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face: "His teacher is the most holy man in the sky! Although he doesn't cultivate like me, he is very talented. He comprehended [Extreme Sword Intent] at the age of seventeen!"

"Extreme sword intent?"

"Sword intent is a kind of connotation that can only be born when a sword cultivator has reached the limit of the way of the sword. Once it is born, it can reach the realm of 'a person is a sword, and a sword is a person'. At this time, the long sword will become a body. A part of each other, no longer separate from each other!"

"Of course, this is only the first level of sword intent, [Fusion Sword Intent]! Then there is [Unity Sword Intent], which is the realm of the unity of human and sword, and then there is [Extreme Sword Intent] , [Supreme Sword Intent], [Invincible Sword Intent]!"

Li Mogang said: "As soon as Xue Qianqiu comprehended the sword intent, he reached the extreme realm. There have been few geniuses of this kind in the fairy world for thousands of years. It is no problem to hit the seventh floor. It is by no means your junior brother. It can be compared. of……"

Before the words were finished, a strong sword energy rushed towards the sky and swept towards the direction of the Sword Qi Pavilion.

Slap!

The long sword held in his arms shivered as if Shiba Gou met a tiger, and fell to the ground.

"This is……"

His pupils shrank, and Li Mogang stood up abruptly, the corners of his mouth twitching non-stop: "Supreme Sword Intent? This, how is this possible!"

Although he has not reached this level, he can still feel the level of the sword intent that appears after years of sword practice.

Just after talking to the other party, he couldn't even pass the first level, so he released this level of sword intent, which is stronger than Xue Qianqiu...

How did you do it?

His face was flushed, and Li Mogang only felt the burning pain on his face, and he wished he could get in directly through the cracks in the ground.

Not only him, but all the thatched huts lit up at the same time. More than a hundred sword cultivators walked out of the room in unison, looking in the direction of the Sword Qi Pavilion, and slowly raised their long swords, like a pilgrimage!

...

Sword Qi Pavilion, the eighth floor.

In front of a huge stone tablet, sat two middle-aged men. They sat with their backs facing the stone tablet. Their slightly opened eyes were dim and without any fluctuations. They actually... Both of them were blind.

"Sage Zhaoxia, since yesterday, I can hold on to five breaths!"

A middle-aged man on the left suddenly spoke, with an excited smile on his face.

"Sage Youchi, you..."

The sage Zhaoxia on the right was stunned for a moment, with a deep unwillingness on his face, which finally turned into a long sigh: "Your talent is indeed much stronger than mine. If you persist for a hundred years, I can barely persist for four years." breathe……"

"It's not high talent, it's just good luck!"

Saint Youchi nodded: "I was able to do this because I understood the mystery of a sword intent last night. As long as you work hard, sooner or later, you will be able to catch up..."

"I wish..."

Saint Zhaoxia said with emotion: "I really hope that I have the talent of my junior brother, who can comprehend the extreme sword intent at the age of seventeen. This kind of talent, after entering this level and sitting for a hundred years, I think it is no problem to insist on ten breaths... ..."

"It's possible!"

The conversation between the two was not over yet, at this moment, a brilliant sword intent rushed straight from downstairs, the impacting windows rattled, and the stone walls shone with light.

"Supreme Sword Intent?"

The two saints stood up at the same time, and their spiritual consciousness "hoo!" spread out.

"Junior Brother? Haha, I didn't expect to comprehend the Supreme Sword Intent after seeing him in such a short time. It seems that I will be able to rush to this level today..."

Saint Zhaoxia laughed excitedly.

Different from his happiness, Saint Youchi's expression darkened.

Zhaoxia belongs to the sect of Tianqiong, while he, Youchi, belongs to the sect of Huangquan.

Usually it's nothing, but at this moment, if someone comes again, it will break the balance.

"The junior brother is here, I can't show weakness, I have to hold on to five breaths..."

After the excitement, the sage Zhaoxia suddenly turned to look at the stone tablet in front of him.

On the stele, a stream of invincible sword energy seemed to find that someone was watching him, and he was very angry. With a sound of "Boom!", it shot out and turned into sword beams, falling into his eyes.

"Ah..." With a scream, blood flowed from the pupils that had lost all energy.

It seemed that his eyes were stabbed blind like this.

Boom!

The sage Zhaoxia flew upside down, hit his back against the wall, turned his head the next moment, and turned his back to the stone wall again, an excited voice resounded: "Great, I also held on for five breaths!"

"snort!"

Seeing that he had just been crushed by himself, and the effort was even in the blink of an eye, and that the opponent's junior brother was also very likely to come to this floor, the Youchi sage's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, and he didn't know what to think.

...

He didn't know that he just unleashed his firewood chopping skills to cause such a big commotion. At this moment, Su Yin had already pushed open the door of Sword Qi Pavilion and walked in.

As soon as I stepped in, I immediately felt that the immortal essence in my whole body was imprisoned, and I couldn't move a little bit.

The immortal yuan is suppressed, which means that the strength is limited, and only the power of the physical body can be used.

It is indeed a place to test swordsmanship, and no one can take advantage of it.

"However... for me, it doesn't affect much!"

Flipping her wrist, the real dragon sword appeared in her palm, Su Yin laughed.

Without immortal energy, it would be uncomfortable for many practitioners, but he... only had less than one day of immortal energy in total. When chopping firewood, he uses his body to run the rules. In this case, he can play a stronger role. the power of.

Come to the first floor.

It is a spacious hall, without stairs, without other portals, it is empty, only a few lines written on the wall, marking the way to pass this level.

Soon she realized that it was exactly the same as what Li Mogang said, and Su Yin only took a few steps to the middle of the hall.

With the sound of whimpering in the air, balls the size of eggs rushed towards them. Holding up the True Dragon Sword, Su Yin tapped it over.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

The balls fell from the sky one by one.

I yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

so slow!

And it's so big!

Before, when he was practicing chopping wood, Woodman Li threw a matchstick-thick branch at him, and asked him to divide it into dozens of pieces on average within half a breath...

Compared with this, it is simply a bird in the crotch - easy to catch.

After a while, one hundred spheres were all chopped in half without any accident, and a light door suddenly appeared.

Walked in and successfully passed the first level.

The second round, the difficulty has increased a lot, it is a thousand balls, shot within ten breaths, for Su Yin, it is still extremely easy.

The third pass, the fourth pass, the fifth pass...

It wasn't until the sixth level that he paid more attention to it.

Like the woodcutter taught by Li Qiaofu, use a long sword to split an object the size of a sesame seed, within ten breaths, split a thousand pieces.

It seems that the conditions of the previous levels are almost the same, but the difficulty is much greater.

Because these things are as light as feathers, if the sword is drawn too fast, it will be blown away before it reaches it, and if it is too slow, it will not be completed within the specified time.

Therefore, the test of this test is not only speed, but also accuracy, lightness, and grasp of sword intent.

Only after comprehending the intent of the sword can one lock these sesame seed-sized objects with the tip of the sword and prevent them from escaping.

Of course, it is very difficult for others, but it is also nothing for him. After ten breaths, a thousand sesame seeds are all separated from the middle.

If someone can design a super-precise balance, it can be found that the two parts that are split by him have the same quality, without the slightest difference.

Enter the light gate and come to the seventh floor.

This is where Xue Qianqiu stopped.

Su Yin looked up.

Eight wooden sticks of equal thickness are placed in the middle of the house, above the sticks are eight oil lamps, and below is a strange large formation.

After carefully reading the rules, Su Yin's face became serious.

The assessment requirements are not too difficult, but extremely difficult.

The eight wooden sticks occupy eight directions, forming a special balance with the oil lamp above. Once this balance is broken, even if there is only one tenth of the breath, it is tantamount to failure.

The thickness of the wick is different, the oil is different, and the burning speed is naturally different. Therefore, as long as it is ignited, the originally balanced place will become unbalanced. Well maintained until the lamps are all extinguished!

Not only is it a test of swordsmanship, but it also requires vision and timing, which can only be done when you reach the peak.

Not to mention quasi-sage, even a saint, it is difficult to complete without using strength.

Knowing that even for him, it would not be so easy to complete successfully, Su Yin did not rush to activate the assessment, but sat cross-legged not far away, calmly.

After entering the Immortal World, accidents happened one after another to the sage of alchemy and the sage of medicine, which made him feel a little anxiety deep in his heart. This kind of anxiety has little effect on his strength, but it can make the sword technique dull, making it difficult to complete this level.

"That's right, I was thinking about how to talk to him, but I didn't expect this kid to understand..."

Seeing his appearance, Li Qiaofu in the sea of ​​knowledge nodded in satisfaction.

If you want to practice the most peak swordsmanship, you must not have any flaws in your mind, otherwise, even if there is only a little problem, it will be infinitely magnified by the opponent and eventually lead to failure.

Because of this, from the very beginning of learning to chop wood, he made the other party not bothered by trivial matters, and his mind was as calm as water.

I couldn't understand it before, but I didn't expect that I realized it by myself at this moment.

I don't know what he's thinking, but at this moment, Su Yin has entered a special state of mind. In this state, his thoughts are flickering like electric sparks, and various thoughts are flickering endlessly.

"Since swordsmanship can cut everything, why not cut away sorrow, trouble, and pain..."

A bright realization appeared in Su Yin's mind, and Su Yin's spirit suddenly transformed into a sharp long sword, which slashed down in his mind.

cut! cut! cut! cut! cut! cut! cut!

Seven swords in a row, the previous worries, worries, tensions, worries... were all cut off.

At this moment, Su Yin is like a precise machine, the balance point of the eight wooden sticks and the oil lamp in front of him immediately appears in his eyes, and he can see clearly.

"let's start!"

Knowing that he had reached the best state, without hesitation, Su Yin's body turned into a sword light and came to the middle of the wooden stick.

hum! The formation was instantly activated, eight oil lamps were lit at the same time, and the flames spewed out immediately, some were big, some were small, some were agitated like fireworks, and some were gentle like water waves...

The balance of the stick was immediately broken.

call!

Su Yin made a move.

The sword glow pierced the sky, and with a light touch under an oil lamp, a section of wood as thick as a hair was chopped off, and the eight wooden sticks regained their balance.

However, before it lasted, it was broken by other oil lamps...

Standing among the eight wooden sticks, every time Su Yin made a move, it was extremely accurate, exact, and cold without any emotion.

The kerosene in the oil lamp is gradually decreasing, which indicates that this level has already exceeded more than half and is about to pass.

"Let me tell you, the last move cannot be taught, but unexpectedly, he still comprehended it by himself..."

Seeing Su Yin's state, Song Yu sighed, his eyes full of worry and depression: "I don't know if I can continue the severed emotion, if not, what about Shangguan Wanqing, Fairy Jiuqu... what about those disciples and wives? You can't just be a widow without a bridal chamber!"

His gaze flashed, showing firmness: "No, he is too young to understand what it's like, so he can do this smoothly, or... find a beautiful woman for him to try first?"