I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

In many top sects, it is almost impossible to let young disciples go to Realm City. It is useless for those with weak cultivation to go, and no one is willing to let geniuses with strong cultivation die.

Dajie has a limited number of places to send people to Jieyu City, and Shenzong doesn't have many places either.

These rules are not clearly stated, and Su Zuo doesn't understand them either.

All she knew was that the master's only request was for her to stay on Wuming Sword Peak for a month.

In this month, she no longer has to complete the unfinished sect lessons on the curriculum. She only needs to try her best to understand the demons that have disappeared from the sight of the human world for a long time in order to protect herself.

"I still have to read a book."

Su Zuo walked towards Jianfeng on the stone steps covered with morning dew, lowering his eyes slightly and sighing in his heart.

In the dim light of the morning, figures practicing swordsmanship were scattered scattered on the edge of the sword cliff. The sword energy was everywhere, but was eliminated invisible by the stronger sword intent. The scene was full of vitality.

The closer he got to the sword peak, the heavier the majestic pressure became. Su Zuo entered the mountain with the Sun and Moon Sword, and the jade talisman worn by his side reflected the gleaming light.

Stepping into the formation of Jianfeng to restrain the sword's will, Su Zuo's jade talisman trembled.

She withdrew her gaze and stopped watching her disciple practice his sword.

Those disciples noticed her instead.

"A disciple is about to enter Sword Peak!"

"What's so weird about making such a fuss about someone entering Sword Peak?"

"Don't you see who that is?"

"Who... Oh my God, such a rare visitor!"

"Does Senior Sister Su still need to pick up the sword? She is carrying the Sun and Moon Sword!"

"Is it possible that she wants to bring out another divine sword?"

"The Divine Sword is arrogant. As long as the Sun and Moon Sword is around, they will definitely not show up. What's more, how many years has it been since the disciples took out the Divine Sword?"

"If you ask me, Senior Sister Su must have gone up the mountain to hone her sword skills!"

"..."

There are countless swords left by ancestors on the Wuming Sword Peak. It is unique to stay on the peak to understand the sword's meaning, but it is very difficult for the monks.

Unless they are determined to find a sword, usually no disciple will be willing to stay. The only disciples who can stay up there to hone their sword skills are all ascetics in sword practice.

Walking into the formation, Su Zuo immediately felt the sharpness coming towards him.

The scene in front of him was no different from an ordinary mountain. There was no sword visible on the surface, only the endless sword intent.

Most of the disciples were full of lofty ideals when they first entered Sword Peak, but in reality they couldn't go very far under the sword's will. They would be satisfied if they could only obtain a sword. The long sword that enters the Sword Peak has been tempered by sword intention for many years, and is incomparable to a new sword that has just been forged.

There are many dangerous peaks around Jianfeng, and the sword cliffs stand thousands of feet high. The sword's intention reaches the sky and the earth, making many sword cultivators love and hate it. It has tortured countless generations of people, but the sword's intention is only the residual power of Jianfeng.

Su Zuo carried the Sun and Moon Sword up the mountain, and the sword's intention was very friendly to her.

The intimacy of the sword's intention was not something that ordinary people could withstand. After a while, spiritual energy fluctuations appeared all over her body to prevent her from being hurt by the invisible sharpness.

"Where were you before?"

she asked the sword spirit.

Xiaojian said proudly: "Very high."

Su Zuo nodded and continued to walk up the stone steps. The sword became heavier and heavier, and her pace slowed down a bit, but it was not too strenuous.

The sword intent is everywhere on the Sword Peak. The disciples are calling hard for the sword to appear. They may not appear, but if someone occupies the territory they have designated and does not leave, they will definitely go crazy and kill people. There is no need to recognize the master. mentioned.

Su Zuo needed to find a suitable location for retreat and practice. If the location was too low, people would inevitably pass by. However, it was said that only a few people had been to the place where the Sun Moon Sword once stayed in a hundred years.

Su Zuo did not release his sword intention and walked up hundreds of stone steps with only his spiritual energy.

Su Zuo could identify some of those messy and complicated sword intentions. She had practiced day and night in the Trial Valley before, and she had seen many outstanding sword manuals hidden by the sect.

The spiritual pressure on this mountain is not heavy. With Su Zuo's adaptability to spiritual pressure, this pressure is not a hindrance at all.

Walking to the mountainside, Su Zuo noticed the fork in the stone steps leading to a pavilion.

On Sword Pavilion.

These three characters are written on the plaque of the pavilion. The open space in front of the pavilion has obviously not been set foot in for a long time. However, under the sweep of the remaining sword intent, there is no fallen leaf, and the stone floor with a radius of dozens of feet is empty.

When Su Zuo walked to a higher position than the pavilion, sword intent suddenly emerged from her body uncontrollably.

The forest leaves rustle.

The sword intention appeared, the pressure around him became heavier, and Su Zuo's pace became more relaxed.

Relying on the Sun and Moon Sword to guide the way, Su Zuo found an abandoned cave where he could temporarily stay and practice.

She put down the Sun-Moon Sword and took out the Tier-Xiao Sword and put it aside. The divine sword made a clear buzzing sound under the influence of the sword's intention.

Su Zuo quickly pressed it with quick eyesight and said, "You can't go out and fight."

Layer Xiao Sword: "There are so many swords, why can't we fight?"

Su Zuo calmly said: "Because I will be driven down the mountain, and you will not have the chance to temper the sword with your sword power."

Layer Xiaojian: "...Okay."

Disciples need permission to enter Sword Peak. If they have taken the sword from Sword Peak, they have little chance of entering again.

Su Zuo took out a few more books that were thicker than bricks, looked at the Sun Moon Sword, and said sincerely: "Back the small sword."

Xiaojian: "..."

Layer Xiaojian: "?"

Su Zuo noticed that Layer Xiao's sword was trembling and asked, "Can you endorse it?"

Layer Xiaojian denied continuously: "No, I can't, I can only fight."

Xiaojian forgot that he didn't want to endorse it at all, and sneered: "No culture."

Layer Xiao Sword: "What culture do I need from a sword!"

Su Zuo sighed: "Fortunately, the little sword can be recited."

Soon, Layer Xiaojian fell into silence as he listened to Xiaojian's emotionless endorsement.

After the sword spirit has carried the sword master, is the life of the sword cultivator so miserable now?

It wasn't like this back then.

I recall that in the past, sword cultivators could prove their Tao through random killings, defeat powerful enemies, break through and advance to the next level. If they were defeated and died, it would be over. How could they suffer from studying day and night?

While releasing the sword intent to protect his body, Su Zuo felt the original sword intent on the sword peak.

Unlike the enemy's sword intent, the sword intent left behind by the ancestors' swords was sharp but not harmful. It was like some kind of public inheritance.

The number of these sword intentions is very large. One or two will have no effect on the monk's spiritual consciousness. However, when the spiritual consciousness is swept away, hundreds of them are often intertwined together, just like the ubiquitous wind. A random strand is enough to give the spiritual consciousness causing a huge burden.

Su Zuo's consciousness was immersed in the sword's intention, and a small part of him was distracted by listening to Xiaojian's ramblings, absorbing the knowledge of the various races of the demon clan.

Demon clan is a general term. From the system of exercises to the power used, it is different from the common clans of human race.

Spiritual power is all-encompassing, but demonic spirits are recognized as the force that stands on the opposite side of spiritual power.

When the two races could not be completely separated, some human races were unable to achieve success in the cultivation of spiritual power and would choose to become possessed by demons, thinking that they were looking for another way. In fact, it was an extreme path with few survivors.

The forces of the two clans have waxed and waned, and now they only compete in the space of Boundary City.

It was also a trial place deliberately left by our ancestors.

Once the retreat begins, time is no longer clear. It was a few days before Su Zuo opened his eyes again.

She stretched out her hand to call back the Laying Xiao Sword that had moved silently to the entrance of the cave. She unsheathed the sword with a sharp blade.

The blade of the sword penetrated the rocky ground silently, and Su Zuo said: "The sword's power is stronger underground, so you can temper it like this."

To avoid actually sneaking out to find and fight him.

Layer Xiao Sword: "..."

Holding down the Tier Xiao Sword that was about to move, Su Zuo pulled out the Sun and Moon Sword.

Xiaojian: "I don't want to be buried! I won't live if I put it in the ground again!"

Su Zuo: "I don't plan to bury you, and you won't sneak away."

She stood up and practiced her sword skills. This time she practiced the sword skills left by the Mie Zhan Sect, and her sword was full of meaning.

The air in the cave seemed to be stagnant.

None of the surrounding swordsmen responded.

Isn't this kid a disciple of our sect? They have never seen this sword intent.

Moreover, it is not just a pheasant sword technique, the sword intention is quite powerful when used.

After practicing several times, Su Zuo sheathed his sword, his brows furrowed and he looked a little solemn.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the ring on her hand, thinking to herself that those seniors must not find out that she had not made any progress in the past few months, otherwise they would probably regret passing it on to her.

She entered the Tao through the inheritance of the Mie Zhan Sect. After that, a series of experiences did not allow the Tao to truly grow. Even in the sword barrier, her swordsmanship became more and more consolidated and her cultivation increased. The realm of the Mie Zhan Dao was still the level of the pattern. Nothing moved.

The way of destroying war is to enter the Tao through fighting, and to enter the Tao through killing. The growth of Tao depends on killing and blood.

This blood energy must come from a foreign race. The stronger the foreign race you kill, the more significant the growth effect will be.

This means that if Su Zuo wants to practice the way of destroying war, he will not be able to fight shadows in the formation of the Trial Valley like before, or fight to the death with the beast soul projection in the secret realm.

It can only be practiced in reality.

Therefore, Boundary City was worth her risk.

The way the demons train their offspring is more cruel than that of the human race. If Boundary City is not where most people go, then it must be where many demons go. The demons do not begrudge their offspring, and most of the Warcraft races do. Killing by nature.

In an unexpected situation, Su Zuo's combat power has a chance to kill the soul-melting realm, which means that she at least has the ability to protect herself in Boundary City.

But when you actually go to Boundary City, you still have to be very careful. You can no longer be as relaxed and playful as you experienced before.

Thinking of this, Su Zuo couldn't help but feel a little more nostalgic for Jianfeng, who was very dangerous in the eyes of outsiders.

"It's better to be a sect."

Su Zuo sighed, and finally understood why the second senior brother kept saying this despite being so busy in the sect.

A few days later, a harsh roar erupted from the cave.

Su Zuo jumped out of the cave in a hurry.

Xiaojian: "I told you not to fuse sword intent easily. Look at your sword intent fused like that. Haven't you taught me a lesson yet?"

Su Zuo held the sword in his arms: "The effect is quite good. It would be fine if it didn't blow me up."

Xiaojian: "..."

Su Zuo looked around and said, "There's no one around."

She had just studied the sword intention and had some understanding. She wanted to fuse the sword intention like the sword intention.

Her realm of swordsmanship is stronger than that of swordsmanship, so the integration went smoothly at first.

Unexpectedly, the sword energy exploded before it flew out of the cave, and it made a lot of noise.

After trying it briefly, Su Zuo stopped trying.

The sword intent on the sword peak was too strong, and she was afraid that it would anger other sword intents and call out the long sword to chop her down.

She suddenly remembered something: "Why doesn't Qiongqi come out?"

Xiaojian: "It will be fine."

Su Zuo walked into the cave again: "Indeed."

The little poor boy was sleeping soundly amidst the remaining power of the sword intent.

Because little Pixiu only likes a comfortable environment, Su Zuo didn't want to call the contracted beast, but Qiongqi came with him.

The sword intention was blowing through its hair like a breeze, and Su Zuo couldn't tell whether it was a kind of body tempering.

……

On days when the weather is not clear enough, the top of Jianfeng is hidden in the clouds. Others cannot see the top of Jianfeng, let alone expect anyone to stay here.

The boulders at the top of the peak were covered with snow, and a figure sat cross-legged on the boulders.

The sword intention here is almost condensed into substance. Ordinary people will only be cut if they breathe in and out. It is no longer possible to distinguish between sword intention and spiritual power.

An extremely slight restlessness came from down the mountain.

This bit of restlessness is insignificant, but the woman is mentally connected to this sword peak, and the rare movement is particularly obvious.

She can detect the presence of many people, but others cannot detect her.

She opened her eyes, the frost and snow on her eyelashes fell, and murmured: "The Way of Destroying War..."

In just one moment, she judged that the young disciple was a disciple of the Shen Sect.

The cause and effect appeared in her mind almost instantly.

"Back then, the Mie Zhan Sect said that one day they would be invincible in the world, and fighting in the demon realm would be like navigating the beast realm. At that time, the world would call Mie Zhan the Divine Sect."

"Now you are considered to be related to the Shen Sect, and the inheritance has actually fallen into the hands of my sect's disciples."

The corners of her mouth twitched, like a brief smile, which was overshadowed by deeper melancholy, "In that case, let me help you."

The wind and snow stopped for a moment without warning.

……

In a cave in the mountains.

Qiongqi suddenly opened his eyes.

The sword intent here suddenly changed, not heavier, but much more refined.

Su Zuo didn't think much about it.

She just made some noise, and it's normal to bring about some changes.

Gradually, she realized something was wrong.

The sword spirit stopped endorsing it: "The sword's intention has changed, you should concentrate on understanding it."

Su Zuo didn't dare to be distracted anymore: "I know."

What kind of sword intent did she provoke?

There are many swordsmanships that Shenzong is famous for, and disciples may not be able to learn them all.

She couldn't tell what kind of sword intent it was, but she could feel the familiarity.

"Fusion of sword intent."

Su Zuo murmured, "Hundreds of kinds... No, there are more. The one that can retain this sword intention must be the Divine Sword."

The sword monument she saw in the Northern Territory was because it was connected to the earth's veins so that it could physically entrust the sword's intention for so long.

Now the tablet spirit is still consuming spiritual power. If it hadn't actively hidden itself on the sheathless sword, it might even have dissipated.

Such a powerful sword intention can only be placed on the divine sword.

Su Zui could calmly comprehend the sword intentions of hundreds of schools before and temper himself, but now facing a sword intention, he was finally sweating.

If her physique hadn't been comparable to that of a ferocious beast, she might have been completely injured by that sword intention in a short time.

Even if she would not be physically injured by the sword intention, comprehending the sword intention still brought huge pressure to her spiritual consciousness.

The soul refining method operates.

The sword intent was getting stronger and stronger, seeming to be testing her bottom line.

The edge of Layer Xiao Sword was inserted into the stone wall of the mountain. He remained motionless and extremely silent.

Fortunately, it didn't go out looking for a sword fight.

Otherwise, if it encounters a sword that retains this sword intention, it may not have time to escape.