The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Soon, a few more people followed and began to climb up.

Among the people Xuanze had conspired with, except for Yun Lie, the most powerful one was Xi Rin, and among the few swordsmen under Xi Rin, only one person had the highest level of sword intent.

With a flash of light in Xi Lin's eyes, he said, "Zuo Cheng comes with me, and the rest of the people will stay here and collect more sword-shaped leaves."

Naturally, these people have no objection, and even those who have never realized the sword intent, even if they go up again, they will only encounter more dangers.

The swordsman is indeed stubborn, but it is not that he knows that his life is not guaranteed, and he acts arbitrarily.

The first-level sword cultivator named Zuo Cheng was also a taciturn person. Xi Lin gave an order, and he immediately took action.

The heart of the two at this time is to go up as soon as possible, and then according to the specific situation, decide how to drop the sword-shaped wood to find what King Tiancheng wants.

Besides Yun Lie, he climbed extremely fast, a little faster than before.

The distance between the first heavy branch and the second heavy branch is only a few dozen feet, which is not too far. He adhered to the will in his heart, and he wanted to see all the nine-layered sword-shaped wooden branches before he knew why he was like this. miss.

Xu Ziqing didn't make a sound, he didn't want to disturb his brother's actions because of this, and he could see even more that his senior brother seemed to be immersed in a strange realm.

Perhaps... it is getting closer and closer to Senior Brother's return to his true self.

Thinking like this, a trace of complexity appeared in his eyes.

Yun Lie jumped onto the second branch without spending much energy.

On this second layer of branches, the sword-shaped leaves are even more slender, gathering like silver water, shining brightly.

But Yun Lie didn't stop, and he no longer experienced the same experience as when he was in the first branch, but directly waved his robe sleeves and searched for countless.

After that, he turned around and continued to go up without waiting for the person behind him.

On the third branch, the sword-shaped leaves are already made of sterling silver, so beautiful, there seems to be an invisible sword energy flowing around it. , will hurt people.

But for Yun Lie, as long as the light in his eyes flickered, the sword intent would smash the airflow for him, allowing him to swipe away the sword-shaped leaves on this heavy branch.

Unconsciously, Yun Lie was the fastest.

But Xu Ziqing found that behind Yun Lie, there were still a few people who had been chasing after him.

Those people's cultivation base is not low, and all the gods are full of light. Compared with the large group of sword cultivators who competed below, their realm is more than several times higher!

Xi Lin was mixed among those people and seemed to still be able to do it with ease.

At the same time, he is also very vigilant.

When it reached the fourth branch, there was another obstacle ahead.

Xu Ziqing only felt a tingling pain in his brain, and hurriedly used the Qingyun needle to block it - this resistance was being carried out in his purple mansion, and it took half a moment before the stinging pain was worthy of being eliminated.

Afterwards, another attack stabbed at his Zifu, but before it came, it was eliminated by Yun Lie.

Xu Ziqing took a deep breath, if he had guessed correctly, this was the second attack of Sword Intent.

It is to shake the realm of the soul - even destroy the soul!

He once heard Yun Lie tell about the Four Realms of Sword Intent of Sword Cultivation. At this time, he had thoroughly experienced the style of the second realm.

It's really... pretty awesome.

By this time, Xu Ziqing had already seen through that the nine branches of this sword-shaped tree corresponded to the sword cultivator's four realms of sword intent.

The first three levels undoubtedly correspond to the first realm of Sword Intent, and now at the fourth level, one must have a level above the second realm of Sword Intent in order to continue.

And if the sword cultivator at the peak of the first realm works hard, he can use the level before the fourth level to break through the bottleneck and enter the lowest level of the several branches corresponding to the second realm to hone himself.

This is probably one of the reasons why the sword-shaped wood has attracted many sword cultivators.

It is conceivable that after the birth of Tianlan's hidden sword-shaped wood, there will definitely be many swordsmen who understand the sword's meaning in the Great Falling World, and they will glow with countless kendo brilliance.

In this ten thousand years, those sword cultivators who have understood the meaning of the sword should also set off a turbulent làngcháo!

Under Heaven, Jian Xiu should have a rise.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing swayed slightly, and it was Yun Lie that landed on the fourth branch.

On this branch, the sword-shaped leaves are lighter in color than the three layers below, which have changed from silver to gray, and are gradually similar to the tree.

And the size of this sword-shaped leaf is even bigger than before.

It is already the length of a palm.

And its number is far less dense than the one below.

Yun Lie kept moving, first waved his hands to roll up all the surrounding leaves, and put them into his robe sleeves.

Xu Ziqing didn't have to think too much to know that in the sword-shaped leaves here, the sword intent was definitely far superior to the first three.

Yun Lie went up again in a row like this, and scoured the fifth and sixth branches. This time, Xu Ziqing did not let Xu Ziqing deal with the level by himself, but just reached the bottom of the seventh branch, and released the third realm of sword intent. Shatter that obstruction to smithereens!

He was unstoppable all the way, but caused a lot of pressure to the rear.

At a position slightly down from Biyunlie, there were about seven or eight people coming quickly.

Among them, Xi Lin had a solemn expression and had no distractions. There were also three people beside him, who were in the third realm of Sword Intent with him, and they refused to give in to each other.

The three people ahead of the four of them had their sword intent soaring into the sky, one of them hovered faintly over the head of the Thunder Jiao, one of them had wind bào all over their body,

Behind the person is a mysterious feeling that cannot be explained. Although it is not clear, it cannot be ignored.

Undoubtedly, the three in front are people in the fourth realm of Sword Intent.

Their kendo cultivation has already reached an indescribably high level.

These three are all kendo giants. There are two Supreme Elders of Wanjian Xianzong, one who has been cultivated as early as Yuan Ying, one is Sword Master Lei Ze, and the other is Sword Master Fengshen.

The other is a person in the magic way. Although the qualifications are not as old as the first two, they are also rising stars. Whether it is in the realm of kendo or Dantian cultivation, they are not inferior to those two.

But they also know each other quite well, even if they are not the same people, they have been gods for a long time.

After so many years, apart from them, no one else has the same level of kendo as them!

I saw the Thunder Dragon Sword Master with the Thunder Flood Dragon on his head spoke first. He was a middle-aged man with a purple face. What he cultivated was a kind of Thunder Sword Intent. The thunder of nature is the foundation, tempering his extremely tyrannical thunder sword. And his temperament is also the most domineering of the three: "Who is this kid? It doesn't matter what his cultivation is, he can actually be higher than me!"

The Fengshen Jianzun wearing a cloak has silver hair, but his face is like a crown of jade, very handsome, his expression is cold, and there is a slightly crazy color in his eyes: "Look at his roots, he is not more than a hundred years old. , such a kendo cultivation base is not within my Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect. If I let him come out on top, what's the face of my Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect?"

The two answered each other in this way, but the other man of the devil did not speak.

He was very handsome, but not very handsome, but anyone who saw him would have a good impression. There seemed to be an unspeakable love in his eyes, and it seemed to be a little melancholy. There was a touch of sentimentality in the corners of his eyes and brows, which made people unable to help but love him and want to get close to him.

But the other two won't let him be alone.

Thunder Dragon Sword Sovereign said: "I don't know if the sentimental sword and sentimental son know this person?"

The Fengshen Jianzun also said: "I have been in seclusion for a long time. If the sword-shaped wood was not born this time, I would not have left the seclusion. It would be better for the affectionate son to wander among the flowers every day. He is happy and has a lot of knowledge."

Having said that, the Passionate Sword Master can't help but sell his face.

His expression was still filled with a layer of sadness, and he showed a gentle smile that could make thousands of men and women fall in love: "The two swordsmen, if you remember correctly, this person is somewhat similar to the new real person on the Tianlong list."

The two Sword Masters snorted when they heard the words: "My Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect has more than ten people on the list, but I have never heard of such a person."

The affectionate son sighed: "This person has been quiet for many years, and once he was on the list, he ranked in the top five, and he beat all the swordsmen. The one named 'Slaughter Sword' is just that."

Thunder Dragon Sword Sovereign's face turned cold: "Those juniors are too ignorant, there are so many sword-skilled seedlings, they don't pay much attention!"

Fengshen Jianzun looked unhappy, and apparently thought so too.

In fact, the juniors of the Wanjian Immortal Sect are really wronged.

Chapter 293: The Fruit of Kendo

These two Sword Sovereigns are aloof, and they rushed here as soon as they exited the customs, because they had something to do. But it is the ranking list of Jindan real people, where is it worth mentioning? What's more, in a dignified and large-scale immortal sword sect, the disciples in the sect are no better than an outside sect, so how can they be so embarrassed to say it?

Therefore, the newly promoted juniors are naturally trying their best to cultivate, thinking about when to pull the Slaughter Sword Cloud from the fifth place, and they will not mention it in front of the elders. What's more, Yun Lie is also a core disciple of the second-rank immortal sect. Among many peers, his status is really not low, and it is impossible to draw him into his own sect. In this case, even if you report it, it will only lose face, but it will not be of great use.

Moreover... this time, many of the juniors have sharpened their heads to come to this sword-shaped wood, and it is not unreasonable that they have been stimulated by Yun Lie.

The amorous son smiled slightly: "The two swordsmen just collected sword-shaped leaves for the younger generation, and it took a while. If they kept going up like that Slaughter Sword boy, they wouldn't be left behind."

When the two Sword Masters heard the words, their expressions turned slightly sullen.

They are also mature people, how can they not see that Yun Lie also stopped in the middle, and has this burden on his back? However, those in high positions always like to listen to good things and don't want to be disobedient. Now that the affectionate son has given them enough face, they naturally won't say much.

So the three of them saw a meal, and each used their own means, and the speed of climbing was a little faster in an instant.

Gradually, the distance between actually and Yun Lie got closer and closer.

Yun Lie didn't know that someone in the back had chewed through his origins. The more he climbed, the stronger the killing intent in his chest, and gradually merged with his sword intent. The whole person burst out with a pure killing intent, and the sharpness was like the tip of a needle. A little white light on the top is like a sharp sword, and there is a feeling of bloodthirsty at all times.

His way is ruthless killing swordsmanship, freezing the seven emotions to kill to stop killing, and the desire to kill is overwhelming.