[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

"I know." The smile on Su Shaobai's face couldn't be stopped, his eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, and he just looked at Nangong Hao steadfastly.Lord Jin was clearly worried, but he still worried about his thoughts. It was not only his confidence in his own cultivation, but also his unconscious connivance.It was an imperceptible tenderness wrapped in domineering.

Under the staring eyes of the little cook, Nangong Hao had no choice but to turn his head and change the subject, "How is your cultivation recently?" It is offensive, and ground fire is defensive.It doesn't really matter whether the pudding is a sky fire or an earth fire. Whether it is a protective flame or an offensive flame, it will undoubtedly be a very strong boost for Little Cook when he goes on the field.

"Hey, it's always close." Speaking of this, the smile on the corner of Su Shaobai's mouth collapsed.The step from Qing Pin to Lan Pin is simply difficult and unpredictable for him.It has been about ten years since pudding has been promoted to Qingpin.Moreover, they have been in Qi'ao State for the past eight years, and Nangong Hao and Fang Yan's cultivation speed is comparable to or even faster than in the secret realm.Only on his side, both refining and promotion were severely hindered.More than a year ago, he felt that he was close to a breakthrough. In the past 500 days, he and Pudding basically tried every few days, hoping to break through the Qingpin.It's a pity that no matter how hard he and Pudding tried, they couldn't break through the last layer of barrier that was as thin as cicada's wings. There was always a small gap, just such a small gap, that prevented Pudding from being promoted successfully.Pudding, who has always been lively and active, even looks a little disheartened recently, curling up quietly near Su Shaobai's dantian every day, without moving.

"Almost?"

"Pudin and I have hit the blue pin one or two hundred times, and each time we are short of the last point." Su Shaobai lowered his head, with infinite annoyance in his voice.

"Tell me carefully." Nangong Hao kneaded the back of Su Shaobai's neck, as if smoothing the hair of milk, comforting a person who seemed to be very disappointed.

"According to the "Skyfire Casting Spectrum" and my own experience, the promotion of a monk can be said to be the spiritual energy in the dantian, which is constantly tempered and gradually solidified. The promotion of the divine fire is like a release from the inside out. Simply put In other words, if you think of Shenhuo as a set of balls like the Nine Thunder Balls, from the outside to the inside, each layer is white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple and even red. The innermost divine product. The "spherical shell" between each layer is the barrier to advancement. Pudding swallows the energy accumulated by the flame stone, which is used to break this "spherical shell" to allow the energy of the next level of divine fire to pass from its body. Released. The "spherical shell" of the first few layers is relatively easy to break, so pudding's early advancement can only be achieved by swallowing the flame stone hard. After the yellow product, not only does pudding need to absorb enough energy, but also Only by matching my understanding can I break through and advance. Pudding and I successfully broke through that layer of "spherical shell" from green to blue last time. The remaining layer is as thin as a cicada's wing, but it can't be pierced, and the energy of the blue-grade divine fire inside can't be released." Mentioning this matter, Su Shaobai was very depressed, and the improvement of Lord Jin's cultivation was a triumphant progress all the way. The momentum is like a broken bamboo, but he stops at the Yuanying stage. If he can't keep up with Nangonghao's speed, he won't be able to refine the most suitable life sword.This kind of thinking made Su Shaobai put great pressure on himself.

After listening to Su Shaobai's words carefully, Nangong Hao asked again, "Then it happened every one or two hundred times?"

"Yes, almost every time." Su Shaobai paused after finishing speaking, frowned and said, "No, it should be getting thinner and thinner, maybe it's hard to notice because the progress is too small."

"In the past few days, I will try it with you once a day. You should pay attention to feeling the "shell", even if it is an extremely subtle difference. If it becomes thinner every time, it proves that you are improving every day. Sooner or later. If it’s the same every time, it proves that your comprehension is incomplete or the energy of the pudding has lost some. Don’t be impatient, check carefully. Shenhuo will display the attributes of "heaven" and "earth" in Lanpin , it means that the layer between Lanpin and Qingpin is extremely difficult to cross. Don’t be disturbed by the obstacles it sets up. It will come naturally.” The outline of Nangong Hao’s side face was perfect under the moonlight, firmly The voice carried a calming power, Su Shaobai nodded seriously while listening.Compared with other swordsmiths, he was already much luckier. His success in the past made him take it for granted unconsciously, and his impatience after failure made it even more difficult for him to truly calm down.Nangong Hao is right, maybe his comprehension is due to the problem of mentality, which is short of the last point.

That night, he felt the thickness of the barrier with his heart while hitting the "spherical shell" as Nangong Hao said.

The first round of the fighting tournament was to hunt fifty green-horned beasts in the sea and bring back their horns.

The bronze bell rang three times, and the incense sticks were lit, marking the official start of the first round of hunting.

Nangong Hao and his party consisted of four people, three outsiders, and one who stayed at home for ten thousand years. They were not very familiar with the locations where the green-horned beasts appeared.In desperation, he had no choice but to slow down, leading the beasts behind most of the monks, and followed others to the place where the green-horned beasts often appeared.

"Hey! Why are you following us?" The few monks who were closest to them wore white gowns with gold trim and stepped on a circular flying machine. Among them, a tall and thin man turned his head suspiciously.It's no wonder that he is very vigilant. In this kind of competition, some people are serious about hunting, while others are waiting to reap the benefits of others and snatch the results of others.After all, in the end, the people of Qingyimen only recognized the group of monks who brought back fifty green horns, and they didn't ask how they got it.

"Follow you? Everyone is going this way, why do you say we are following you?" Fang Yan replied calmly, the flying sword under his feet was still unhurried, showing his elegance.

"What's the matter?" A middle-aged monk who was leading among them turned around and asked the tall man.

"Senior brother, look, they are obviously sword cultivators, but they are flying behind us slowly." The tall man didn't shy away from it, and replied directly in a volume that everyone could hear.Although he is tall, his voice is not very old.

"Brother Dao, don't you need someone to lead the way?" The middle-aged monk glanced at them and said suddenly.

Liangyou snorted coldly with a stern face, and asked after knowing it?The other three are fine, only Su Shaobai is a bit hot-faced, and it is a bit embarrassing to be exposed in person.

"Brother Dao, as long as you promise not to hurt my disciples of the Clean Altar Sect, I am willing to take you with me." The middle-aged monk suggested after assessing the situation.It's okay to take them there, anyway, you will definitely meet other sects at sea later.Among the four casual cultivators in front of him, two of them have cultivation bases higher than his, and they are definitely not the opponents of these casual cultivators.Fortunately, he didn't feel the other party's obvious killing intent.

"Take us there, I'll give you five green horns." Nangong said with no expression on his cold face.

"Brother, don't trust them, they must have evil intentions." The tall and thin monk said.

"To shut up."

Those monks quickly took them to a sea area, and then avoided them for dozens of miles to hunt the green-horned beasts without saying a word about the five green-horned beasts before leaving.

"Let's start." Liang said with a dimple on his right cheek, staring at the sea eagerly.

It is not difficult for the four of them to defeat the green-horned beast and obtain the horns. The more troublesome thing is to find them.Two hours later, they had cut off 56 horns.

"Enough." Su Shaobai reminded them after taking back the horn of the green-horned beast he shot last.He conveniently tied the six extra horns together. He knew that Nangong Hao was a man of one word, and he would definitely give it away if he said it.

"I'm afraid they're going to be in trouble." Liangyou said while holding Su Shaobai's hand, looking at the sea on the right.

"Trouble?" Su Shaobai looked at Liangyou in astonishment.

While the two were talking, a blue-black strange fish with a mouth as long as a sharp sword and a length of at least ten meters jumped out of the sea and attacked a monk from the Jingtan sect who was fighting with the green-horned beast.Fortunately, the monk sensed that the sound of the water was wrong and dodged in time, so he was not stabbed.The body of the strange fish drew a round arc in the air, and then fell back into the sea.

"Be careful, it's a sword-kissing beast." The monk shouted.Before the words were finished, there was the sound of water, spray splashing, and five or six strange fish of about the same size jumped out of the water, and rushed fiercely at the other monks who were rounding up the green-horned beast together.The five monks in white shirts and gold trim fought with the strange fish in an instant.From this moment on, they changed from hunters to prey, and fell into the encirclement of those strange fish.

"Help them once and it will be evened." Nangong Hao said.

"You stay, I'll go." Liangyou snatched the six green horns from Su Shaobai's hand, and the red figure flashed away on the sea.

I saw the figure of the little boy in red rising and falling among the strange fish, and he cut off the sword-like mouths of those strange fish one by one, losing the most powerful attacking parts.The monks were stunned.

"Quick, knock them back." A monk shouted.The situation was reversed, and the few monks who had been attacked by the strange fish and fought in embarrassment seized the opportunity and immediately started to fight back.

Liangyou threw the six green horns to the leading middle-aged monk, and returned triumphantly.By the time the monks from the Jingtan Sect defeated the sea beast, there had long been no trace of those casual cultivators on the surface of the sea.

"No. 20 six groups." The Qingyi Sect disciple who was in charge of timing reported loudly, and handed Fang Yan the name plate with light green writing in his hand.

"Let's go, we can go back and rest. It will take at least a day before we know who our next opponent is." Fang Yan shook the sign in his hand and said to the people behind him.

"Let's take a look at the sects that will come back next, so that we can have a basic understanding of the opponent." Su Shaobai suggested knowing oneself and knowing the enemy.

"No need." Nangong Hao took the lead to walk back, and those who fell behind them were of no value to check.Even if you want to watch it, it will only be useful if you look at the next battle.

"Go back and make me sweet and sour short ribs?" Liangyou dragged Su Shaobai's hand and said coquettishly, if you have time, why not cook more delicious food, how can you waste precious time here?

Su Shaobai had no choice but to go back with them.

After attacking Blue Pin continuously for three consecutive nights, Su Shaobai finally found out that he belonged to the latter mentioned by Nangong Hao.Every time, the last remaining layer of "spherical shell" is basically unchanged. What he needs is the final breath of enlightenment.Where is the difference?What he forges is the life weapon of a monk, does the last thing need to be realized in the battle?Perhaps, it's just a matter of taking advantage of this fighting weapon conference to try it out?

Twelve hours later, the quota for the 120 groups was full, and a lottery was drawn to determine the sect they would fight against for the first time.As Liangyou said, Su Shaobai, who was ranked fourth, would not be able to play at all.

After they were promoted. , two hours later ushered in the second battle sect, Su Shaobai still did not have the chance to play.

"Elder Si, what's the matter?" A handsome young man looked at the elder beside him indifferently. He was the head of the Jiwu Sect.

"It's nothing." Elder Si looked at Bidouchang, who had been replaced, and frowned. He always felt that the casual cultivator just now looked familiar. Where did he meet him?

On the other side, someone stared at Bi Arena viciously and said, "Brother, is that the guy who stole our Beast Soul Stone back then?"

"What? Shouldn't he have died in Wansha Valley long ago?"

Before the sun set that day, all the [-] groups of monks participating in the second round of the competition were released.

Su Shaobai and his team's first match in the second round happened to be the Jingtan faction.

"Let me be the third one this time. The Jingtan Sect's strength is not strong, but its style is decent. If I can't beat it, I will give up." Su Shaobai tried his best to persuade Liangyou and Nangong Hao.

Liang You pursed his lips, seeing that Nangong Hao didn't object, he didn't speak.

Both Nangong Hao and Liang You easily took down their opponents within one move, and soon it was Su Shaobai's turn.The little cook stood under the fighting stage and stared quietly at the opposite side. This time, he wanted to try to see if he could gain any new understanding from the opponent's fighting spirit.His opponent was the tall young monk from before, with his head down and a hesitant expression on his face.

When the gong sounded, the smug Su Shaobai just wanted to take the stage.The tall cultivator on the opposite side suddenly ran to the disciple of the Qingyi Sect and said something.The Qingyi Sect disciple immediately raised the green board on his right hand, "Jingtan Sect, abstain, Sanxiu Geng wins the fifth group."

Su Shaobai: ……………

Ryosuke frowned with a smile, and grabbed his hand, "I told you that you don't need to fight!"

Seeing his opponent in the next round, Fang Yan frowned.Xinxumen.

Under normal circumstances, the order in which each group of monks play is the order of strength of the monks in their own sect.Unexpectedly, Xinxumen actually left a monk in the late Yuanying period to deal with Fang Yan.

"It seems that they have discovered you a long time ago." Nangong Hao said to Fang Yan. His opponent just now was only Jin Danqi, and it seemed that the opponent was planning to kill Fang Yan on the field.Even if Fang Yan is a sword cultivator, he will definitely lose if he competes with the late Yuan Ying with his late Jindan cultivation base.

"What should I do?" Fang Yan's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Abstain. Wait for me to compete in the fourth match." Su Shaobai said, he couldn't give his opponent the chance to kill Fang Yan in vain.

Nangong Hao's amber eyes stared at Su Shaobai for a long time, and then he said, "The remaining two of them are both in the early stage of Nascent Soul, you can win by bringing milk, if they use some bad tricks again, immediately Abstain, don't be brave."

Su Shaobai nodded solemnly, he has experienced the severity of those poisons.

When the battle gong sounded, the other party took the lead to climb onto the fighting platform, and glared at Su Shaobai who was climbing up the stairs with a murderous look.Before Su Shaobai could stand still, he threw out a pair of heavy hammer spirit weapons first. A heavy hammer came from the air, sending out a blue electric light that hit Su Shaobai directly in the face tens of meters away.This person is a water genus!Milk jumped up, and a thunderbolt with a thick wrist hit the hammer handle, making the man tremble.Taking the opportunity, Su Shaobai took out the Shadowless Bow.

"His bow is so weird." The monks watching the battle couldn't help discussing the lavender bow in Su Shaobai's hand.

"Boy, it's too late to admit defeat, or today will be your death day." The monk took back his heavy hammer and said viciously.

Su Shaobai didn't answer, he just held his bow like a moon on guard, aiming at the other party to find an opportunity.He can't lose, if he loses, they won't have a chance to get the Beast Soul Stone this time.

boom!The tail of the milk suddenly straightened, spit out a thunderbolt and struck at the man's double hammers, the monk unhurriedly swung a red light like a soft whip, entangled with the thunderbolt spit out by the milk in the air, and turned into a cloud of black smoke.

Milk took the opportunity to pounce, his front paws were like lightning, and slashed towards the monk's chest.The monk controlled the heavy hammer in the air and slammed it down vertically, hitting Milk's head with tremendous force.Milk didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to give up attacking and jumped away from his side.

"Hmph!" the monk snorted coldly, as if he was sure that the milk would avoid it, and the giant hammer hit it in the air, the sound was like thunder.Su Shaobai's complexion changed, and he felt the familiar aura with coercion.A blue light shot out from the double hammers, pouring down like a waterfall. There seemed to be hundreds of strange beasts screaming and galloping in the light and shadow. The bodies of those strange beasts changed from the initial semi-illusion to become clearer and clearer. It was getting bigger and bigger, charging towards Su Shaobai on the opposite side with the momentum of a thousand troops!

Su Shaobai was startled suddenly, the pair of heavy hammers were made of beast soul stones!

Milk anxiously turned his head and ran back. In the light and shadow, three strange beasts jumped up, their minions had already materialized, and they rushed directly towards it.

"Dead!" The monks watching the battle were all shaking their heads. This man's heavy hammer was made of Beast Stone. No matter what, he couldn't resist the trampling of these dozens of strange beasts.

"Abstain!" Liangyou shouted, pinching Fa Jue with his right hand, even if he was disqualified from the competition, he would still make a move before Su Shaobai was injured.The disciple of Qingyimen shook his head, and the people in the audience said that abstention is invalid.

Nangong Hao frowned, staring at Su Shaobai's back, the Chixiao sword trembling behind him, ready to break out of its sheath at any time.

A hundred beasts are like a tide!In the blink of an eye, those alien beasts whose minions had already materialized were less than five feet away from Su Shaobai!

Seeing simplicity and simplicity, less selfishness and few desires, no worries about learning, and death and life, the Taoist heart is formed.

Su Shaobai closed his eyes, and a ball of blue flame shot out from the palm of his hand, emitting a dazzling brilliance in mid-air.

"What!" All the onlookers were forced to close their eyes by the flames.

The pudding spun rapidly in the air, like a large group of fireworks, throwing out countless blue light spots.Gradually, the color of its flames changed from blue to blue, and then to brilliant blue.Those alien beasts that had materialized began to blur again under the strong light.They stopped suddenly and started running backwards.

"Boom!" Pudding's blue figure grew rapidly in the air, soared upwards, and turned into an unusually handsome fire dragon with a waist of more than three feet wide.

The monks on the opposite side and the outsiders were stunned. The blue dragon in the air opened its bloody mouth and spit out a huge fireball. As they rushed forward, those fleeing alien beasts were crushed by the fireball, and were wiped out in ashes.The blue fire dragon raised its head and stretched out its claws, and in a blink of an eye, it stepped on the opposite monk under its claws.

"Abstain! Abstain!" The cultivator immediately shouted loudly after being burned by the fire dragon's claws.