World of Cultivation

Just when Zuo Mo was stunned and at a loss, outside the formation, the Wuling San people were extremely proud.

"In this formation, the four of us are guarding the four elephant positions with our sword intent. Fellow Daoist Xin Yan's sword intent is the most powerful, guarding the center. The nine spiritual springs are used as mediators to penetrate the entire formation. The sword intent is endless. The five sword intents interact with each other. Blending and annihilation, the only glimmer of hope cannot be found until the state of sword intention and mind is transformed. It means that the cultivation level of the golden elixir is empty, and the sword intention state is not enough, it is in vain. If you try to use brute force to break the formation, both body and soul will be destroyed!"

Pei Yuanran praised: "The formation of Sanren is unpredictable, and they enter the formation with sword intent, which I have never heard of before!"

Wuling San people felt proud, but still did not lose their minds. They said modestly: "If it weren't for your sect's need, I wouldn't have thought of using this method." Then he sighed with emotion: "That day when I was a judge, I saw your sect Zuo Mo. The battle, to be honest, I was amazed in my heart. But Fellow Taoist Xin Yan was right, if we, the sword cultivators, don’t even practice swordsmanship, what kind of sword cultivators are we? But I also didn’t expect that as a disciple of Guimen, With such a generous hand, Zuo Mo is really lucky to be born in a noble family!"

Pei Yuanran shook his head: "Money and magic weapons are important, but what is more important is people. When people are there, the sect is there. When people are strong, the sect is strong. Since he is a disciple of our sect, this matter is also our obligation. I only hope that he can It will not be in vain for us to realize our lost ways and return to the right path as soon as possible."

The other three people all looked solemn.

Wuling Sanxin felt respectful: "Don't worry, Master Pei, this son has a wise heart and will definitely understand all your painstaking efforts."

Pei Yuanran chuckled and said, "If it weren't for the help of some people this time, we wouldn't know what to do. This guy is giving me a headache!"

"It doesn't matter, after a little hard work, he will understand that among all the ways in the world, sword cultivation is the only way. One sword can defeat all methods, and his methods are just paper in front of the sword's will." Wuling Sanren said proudly. The reason why he dared to utter such bold words was not because he had great confidence in his own talisman formation, but because he had extremely strong confidence in the sword intent of the four of them.

He had heard that among the four members of the Wukong Sword Sect, Yan Le was good at business, Shi Fengrong specialized in alchemy, and the leader Pei Yuanran was not concerned with worldly affairs. Although he had heard the name of Ice Chi Sword, he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he had no feeling about it. It wasn't until this formation that he deeply felt that the Wu Kong Sword Sect, which would shine brightly in this sword test, had a profound foundation, far beyond what outsiders imagined.

Among the five people, including him, he had the weakest sword intent, which made him ashamed. Xin Yan's sword power was so powerful and terrifying that he had only seen it in his life, far surpassing those of the so-called masters.

He was originally worried that the swordsmanship of the four of them was not pure enough and the formation would be difficult to stabilize, but now he realized that he had underestimated them.

Especially with Xin Yan's sword intent guarding the center, the formation is as stable as a rock and indestructible. This formation was stronger than any talisman formation he had deployed before. Even the masters of the Golden Core Stage would not be able to survive the siege of the five people's pure swordsmanship if they attacked this formation.

The only thing that made him feel a little regretful was that such a powerful formation trapped only one foundation-building cultivator, which made him feel quite unfulfilled.

However, he was naturally willing to take advantage of the opportunity to establish a relationship with Wu Kong Jianmen. Especially after seeing the terrifying strength of the four people, he was full of confidence in the future of Wu Kong Sword Sect. The elders were strong and carefully trained their disciples, and there were many geniuses among their disciples. He really couldn't think of any reason for such a sect not to prosper.

Pei Yuanran saw that everyone's faces were very tired, so he smiled and said: "This kid usually makes our brains troubled. Now let him take it slowly. Let's go and have a good rest, and everyone can also try my spiritual tea." .”

The San people of Wuling quickly praised him for his kindness.

Zuo Mo had no idea that the elders outside had left, and he didn't dare to move.

He was too familiar with the huge chi dragon swimming in front of him. He had been struck by it countless times. Second Master Uncle’s sword intent!

Gritting his teeth, Zuo Mo suddenly cried out at the top of his throat: "Master! The disciple is wrong! The disciple must change his mind and let the disciple go out..."

The master seemed to have a cold face, but in fact he cared about him very much. If he begged, the master might be soft-hearted and let him go.

I shouted for a long time,

His voice was almost hoarse, and there was no movement outside. The bitterness in Zuo Mo's heart was like a flood, and his little heart was rising and falling in the bitter water. He still hasn't figured out what he did to make the leader and the others so angry.

Howling dryly, he didn't dare to move his feet. The chilong with its fangs and claws in front of him was swimming happily not far away from him. Its cold and indifferent eyes occasionally glanced over his body, and he felt cool from head to toe. .

He had no doubt that if he moved a little, the chi dragon in front of him would wave its little claws, and it would be torn into pieces, its flesh and blood flying everywhere, and it would die.

This thing is the real deal!

He was about to cry but had no tears and was trembling.

It wasn't until he actually faced Second Master Uncle's Chilong that he realized how big the gap was between Pu Yao's fakes and the real ones. Fear, instinctive fear, emerged from the bottom of his heart. No matter how he restrained it, fear grew and spread in his heart like an unstoppable monster weed.

After standing motionless for half an hour, Chilong calmly left, but Zuo Mo understood the glance it gave before leaving.

——I will come again.

When the Chilong disappeared completely, the terrifying pressure also disappeared without a trace. There was nothing on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

Only then did Zuo Mo recover from his nervousness and began to look around. Soon, he understood that he was trapped in a talisman formation. Thinking of the astonishingly large formation he saw in the air just now, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Oh my god, do the boss and the others want to kill themselves?

Thinking about how just now I was marveling at the astonishing scale of the talisman formation, I didn't expect that I would be thrown directly into the talisman formation by the second uncle.

He must admit that he underestimated the resentment of his second uncle towards him!

Zuo Mo, whose brain was regaining consciousness, thought about how he had been crying for a long time and no one paid attention to him. He suddenly understood that this time the leader and others were determined to make him suffer. Before, he had never thought about the punishment that his second uncle would give him, such as hitting the board, facing the wall, special training, etc. He was mentally prepared.

But no one expected that the second uncle and the others would be more cruel!

Even if Zuo Mo doesn't understand the talisman formation, he can still see how extraordinary this formation is at a glance, not to mention that he also has a lot of research on the talisman formation? With just one glance, he could tell that the people setting up the formation were far more powerful than him.

This kind of surpassing does not only refer to a certain aspect, but comprehensive surpassing, including cultivation, understanding of the talisman formation, sword intention, etc.

Zuo Mo looked around in fear. He also knew in his heart that the leader and the others would never kill him, they definitely just wanted him to suffer.

But this big formation...

very dangerous! Very very dangerous!

Zuo Mo swallowed his saliva. In just a few steps, the horror in his heart increased.

Killing every step of the way!

Kill with a thousand swords! Zuo Mo wants to curse!

Even the ground was filled with fine and dense sword intent, ignoring the shoes on his feet, causing pain to the soles of his feet. It's like walking on an iron plate covered with steel needles, every step hurts. Not only that, the air in front of him seemed safe and harmless, but as soon as he moved, the stirred air would naturally form circles of sword intent around him. These sword intents were like broken ice edges, and Zuo Mo was caught in it. I feel like my whole body is being cut by a knife!

D……

Zuo Mo wailed in his heart, how much trouble had he caused to make Master and the others so angry?

Just stay where you are and wait for Chilong to leave and come back. This place is too dangerous! He gritted his teeth and started to activate "Vajra Micro-Words". Now his "Vajra Micro-Words" has reached the realm of Red Lotus Gold Liquid, which is difficult to damage by ordinary flying swords.

Fortunately, I have practiced... Zuo Mo was thankful in his heart.

In Wukong Hall, Pei Yuanran and the five of them drank spiritual tea leisurely.

"Hehe, that bastard will definitely be able to run "King Kong's Weird Words"." Yan Le chuckled and glanced at Xin Yan, who was drinking spiritual tea without saying a word: "Second senior brother is still thoughtful. Even "King Kong's Weird Words" is also Calculate it."

"Sword cultivator only practices swordsmanship." Xin Yan said coldly, taking a sip of spiritual tea before adding: "Not body training."

"This kid is really shameless. He is just following other ways." Shi Fengrong was angry with a pink face. Her disciple caused everyone a headache and cost so much. She was always angry in her heart: "I just want him to train more. As a means of saving his life, it would be better for him to refine it to the fourth level without saying a word. Let him learn the Talisman Array, so that he can learn alchemy well, have a career, and at least survive, but this bastard is actually addicted to the Talisman Array. , not thinking about progress, the side business becomes the main business! The main business is retreating instead!"

Speaking of this, she was heartbroken and felt uncomfortable: "It's all my fault and my neglect of teaching, which made him go astray!"

Wuling Sanren quickly comforted him: "Fairy Shi blames herself too much. Young people are always greedy for new things. This is normal. Which sect does not have many disciples like this? As elders, we can guide you slowly."

"What Sanren said makes sense, junior sister, don't be sad." Pei Yuanran also comforted him.

Yan Le chuckled: "That kid is just waiting to suffer. I have long been dissatisfied with his crappy "King Kong Wei Yin". Red Lotus Gold Liquid, he thinks he is practicing Zen? Grandma's is Zen." When Xiu encounters us, he has to stop eating! We just want him to understand that all his heresy is rubbish."

No one from the other four people refuted Yan Le's words. They all had expressions of matter-of-factness.

The arrogance of sword cultivators stems from thousands of years of dominance and is unbreakable.

Zuo Mo didn't expect how thoroughly he was calculated this time.

As soon as he started "King Kong's Weird Words", suddenly, the sword intent that had just cracked like an ice edge suddenly rushed towards him from all directions like a shark smelling the smell of blood.

Woohoo!

Whoosh!

The endless whistle of the sword filled Zuo Mo's eardrums, like mountains and rivers breaking apart, and the color of the world changing!

The sudden change made Zuo Mo freeze up!

He stared blankly as all the air around him was suddenly stirred, as the sword intent in the sky made various whistling sounds, and as the sword intent flooded towards him from all directions like a crazy flood...

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