Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

Xiao Daoluan has been waiting for this sword for a long time.

There are 13 years in this world.

If it is counted since the dissolution of the army, it will be 800 years.

In the face of the long time of 800 years, a human life seems insignificant.

Yue Ge doesn't show his sharpness, he usually looks like a wooden hairpin, but he can pierce through that person's body at any time.The sword he personally chose when he was five years old was just an ordinary wooden sword, a temporary substitute.Accompanying him day and night for more than ten years, his cultivation continued to improve, and Yue Ge's sword energy also rose accordingly, becoming a seventh-grade spiritual sword.Not only a good sword is beneficial to the cultivation base of a swordsman.The increase in sword repair will also increase the quality of the saber.

Although Yue Ge is already a good sword in the eyes of the world, it is not the one he wants to find.

Xiao Daoluan flicked three fingers on Yuege's sword spine.

Each finger is half an inch apart.

After the three fingers, three circular shallow marks were branded on the blade.

Yuege's wood grain suddenly faded, but the three light marks became thicker, as if it had absorbed the essence of the wooden sword.The aura emanating from the sword body far exceeds the level that a seventh-grade spiritual sword should have, and it is close to the eighth-grade spirit sword!

The sword energy emitted by the eighth-grade spiritual sword is enough to drive back the monks in the foundation-building stage.

But this is not the most powerful sword energy nearby.

With Shen Ke's body lying on his back as the center, for a radius of one mile, everyone felt that domineering aura.

Yibao was born.

The world changes color.

Shen Ke felt his lower abdomen was burning hot, as if a huge cavity had been melted from inside, he stuffed a few more firewood, sprinkled oil on it, and ignited it.

Xiao Daoluan looked at the person rolling on the ground in pain with a complicated expression.

In the blink of an eye, the other party's cultivation has been upgraded to Foundation Establishment.

Still on the way up.

Jindan late stage!

How long does it take from refining Qi to the late stage of Jindan?A monk with fair talent needs 20 years without encountering a bottleneck.Even for Xiao Daoluan, a once-in-a-hundred-year genius swordsman, it took seven full years.

How long has it been?

It's not enough to memorize the twenty-two swords in silence, the man already has the appearance of a golden core in his body.

All this is because of the spirit sword that entered the body.

The rumored Ninth Grade Spirit Sword actually has a higher grade.When it forms a sword pill in the body, the contained sword energy breaks through the barriers of the meridians, making it easier for itself to circulate and run.

If it was a sword cultivator in the Yuanying stage, he would not have such a difficult experience.Their meridians are wide enough to let the sword energy flow freely.

But Shen Ke hasn't built the foundation yet.His meridians are like a mountain of undissolved dirt.The sword energy chipped away the rock and soil on the mountain little by little, and forcibly opened a passage.

After the meridians were unblocked, the sword qi circulated freely, and Shen Ke's cultivation naturally increased.

It is pain and happiness.

After Xiao Daoluan found out what happened to Shen Ke, he put away Yuege.There is always a limit to the endurance of the physical body, and monks must expand their meridians step by step, and it is impossible to do it overnight.If the sword energy is allowed to rampage in the body, the opponent will only end up exploding and dying.

He doesn't have to do it himself.

However, something that surprised him happened again.His sword rushed into someone else's body inexplicably, which already surprised him a little.But after all, I haven't seen it in 800 years, maybe something unexpected has happened.

This time it was different.

The momentum of rising realm that he saw suddenly stopped, which happened to stop at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

It was as if Jian Qi knew that if he continued to charge like this blindly, that body would not be able to bear it at all.

Xiao Daoluan groaned, seeing the other party recovering from the severe pain, gasping for breath with his back against the tree stump, he stepped up his steps and approached.

Shen Ke didn't know what happened to him before.That kind of pain was something he had never encountered before, and it almost killed him.He didn't know if the pain would strike again, so he seized the time to rest.

Xiao Daoluan stepped on a dead branch.

Shen Ke gasped loudly.

Xiao Daoluan cast his shadow in front of the tree stump.

Shen Ke caressed his chest.

Xiao Daoluan touched Yuege who had changed back into a wooden hairpin, and said in a deep voice, "Are you okay?"

Shen Ke was taken aback, but unfortunately his body was weak, so he took off and landed.

"It's you... I'm fine."

"..."

Shen Ke wiped off the sweat all over his head, and said with a smirk, "Hehe, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Xiao Daoluan leaned over and stretched out his hand.

Shen Ke said politely: "No need to help, I can stand up by myself."

Xiao Daoluan clasped his veins with his backhand, holding his breath to investigate.Disorganized pulse, the meridians inside this body are indeed riddled with holes.But the sword qi rushing around just filled the wounds in the meridians, allowing the movement of the breath in the body to maintain a delicate balance.If the opponent no longer uses the sword energy in his body to a large extent, he can spend the rest of his life smoothly.

After lingering in the Qi refining stage all year round, and finally stepping into the Nascent Soul one step at a time, maybe some sword cultivators would like to be silent since then.

But Shen Ke is obviously not such a person.

Based on Xiao Daoluan's understanding of him in a hurry, this is a lively and trouble-seeking person, if he finds that he has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage...

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Daoluan withdrew the sword energy that had reached his fingertips.

He was pressing the opponent's veins, as long as he injected three sword qi, it would be enough to kill him.

That's it.

Some people will kill themselves.

Shen Ke supported the tree stump for a long time and couldn't stand up by himself. Seeing Xiao Daoluan's hand was still on his own, he thought that the other party insisted on supporting him, so he stopped giving way and stood up after touching his little hand.

It feels good in the hand, as good as the short stick, and it shouldn't heat up suddenly.

It's a pity that I will take it back by myself.

Shen Ke looked at the hand that was retracted into the sleeve, feeling rather regretful.Seeing that the shock of Moxiu's little black hand is still there, he urgently needs some beautiful things to wash away.

"Where does it hurt?"

Shen Ke didn't pay attention to himself at all, Xiao Daoluan had no choice but to remind him.The meridians in the body were forcibly widened. At this moment, it should have the appearance of a Nascent Soul monk, but he didn't notice it.

"My stomach is a little hot." Shen Ke pressed his lower abdomen and said embarrassedly, "There is nothing else."

Xiao Daoluan also pressed his hand, and said helplessly, "Here?"

"Ah."

"The monk's dantian?"

"Um. Ah."

Shen Ke belatedly discovered the changes in his body.There are not many qi pools in the dantian that are filled beyond his imagination, and the meridians that are asserted by the so-called masters to be severely blocked and unsuitable for cultivation are also unimpeded, just like a straight road exclusively for royal carriages and horses.

He has only heard about the realm higher than the Qi refining period, so there is no doubt that there is a deviation in his judgment at this moment.

The Nascent Soul Stage is indeed the Nascent Soul Stage, but it is just an empty shell supported by the spirit sword and sword energy.The sword qi that can be mobilized in his dantian qi pool is not obtained from his own practice, and it is not as good as the sword cultivator in the later stage of foundation establishment.If he wanted to display the strength that matched the Nascent Soul stage, he would have to mobilize the sword energy scattered in his meridians.Once the balance is broken, the sword energy is completely out of control.

And at that time, just as Xiao Daoluan predicted, it was the day of Shen Ke's death.

Shen Ke, who didn't know that his death was approaching, was stunned for a while, and laughed loudly: "Jian Dan!"

Although it came strangely, but I can faintly feel the sword core in the dantian, it is at least the cultivation level of Jindan's late stage close to Yuanying!

After practicing kendo for ten years, Shen Ke never thought that he would be able to form a sword pill one day.

If this is daydreaming...

He looked down at the ink sword at his feet, and thought to himself: Get up!

Mo Jian was attracted by the same source of sword energy in his body, and the hilt floated upwards, hovering in front of Shen Ke's eyes.

Very familiar.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Shen Ke suddenly realized, isn't this the short stick he wanted?

The timing and place where this sword appeared were so coincidental that he couldn't help but think of the sword that was about to be born, the legendary Sword Immortal Buxu.

In the stories sung in restaurants and teahouses, a very high-grade spirit sword will give birth to spiritual wisdom and choose its own owner.Is he the chosen one?

In the more legendary stories, the person chosen by the spirit sword will always have an inextricable relationship with the previous master, past life, present life, reincarnation... Could it be that he and the sword fairy Buxu are...

"Congratulations." Xiao Daoluan said lightly.

Shen Ke withdrew his infinite thoughts in the sound of his blessings that didn't mean much.If you insist on saying that you have something to do with that senior who has ascended for 800 years, you are really putting gold on your face.Although he is shameless, he also loves money.

In any case, the soaring realm is always something to be happy about.

But a lot of trouble lies ahead.He got this sword out of nowhere, and the sword cultivators who came from a town full of treasure hunters could kill him with just one sword.He is alone, without the protection of the sect, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape the pursuit of everyone.

God knows how many people would want to kill him and pop the sword again.

Shen Ke broke out in a cold sweat, thrusting the black sword into his waist, and said anxiously: "Little brother, I suddenly remembered something urgent, let's take a step first!"

Xiao Daoluan has already missed an opportunity, so naturally he will not let him go easily.He calmly stopped in front of the person who was about to smear the soles of his feet and run away, and said, "Where are you going, Brother Shen?"

"Go...to the west for a stroll." The person who wanted to get close suddenly used such a title, and Shen Ke was secretly happy.He only had a vague idea of ​​where he was going, and he couldn't run to the Central Plains for the time being, because there were too many sword masters there, and it was easy to be exposed.When the limelight of this incident passes, and he reappears as a sword cultivator, who will know the origin of his sword?

Anyway, from the beginning to the end, he was the only one who saw the birth of the sword.

Xiao Daoluan said: "I am also planning to study in the Western Regions, I wonder if I can go with Brother Shen?"