Chapter 557: The Sword of Sorrow

Taking out the remaining fourteen thousand-year-old elixir from the Qiankun Ring, Xiao Chen tied them to Xiaoniao's feet one by one, waved and smiled, "Go!"

The little bird circled in the air and flew towards Xiao's mansion in a fluttering manner.

After finishing all this, Xiao Chen's gaze was withdrawn from the Xiao Mansion with some nostalgia, and then he turned and left.

The morning sun hit his back, leaving a slanted black shadow on the avenue, undulating unceasingly, gradually drifting away.

No one in the huge Xiao Manor knew that the young man who had been kicked out of the house four years ago had seen them from a distance after he came back.

He came quietly, walked quietly, killed a group of people, left his own mind, and left without dragging his feet.

Half a month later, Xiao Chen returned to Tiandao Pavilion and started to retreat directly. With only three months left in the Five Nations Tournament, they are making final preparations.

At the same time, under this starry sky, all the talented warriors are making their final efforts and sprints for the moment when everyone is watching and the heroes are fighting.

The trend of the world, the prosperity must decline, and the decline must prosper. It has been five thousand years since the Thunder Emperor of the Tianwu Continent, and no new Emperor Wu has been born.

After five thousand years of waiting, now the prosperous age is sprouting, the great age is coming, the five empires, the ancient land, the northern barbarians, and the endless sea in all directions.

Under the starry sky, there are countless talents, and talented warriors from all walks of life, who can stand out and stand at the top.

Under the continent, on the star-studded stage, who is the real protagonist will be officially revealed in the peak battle after three months.

In the endless sea of ​​the east, in a forbidden area of ​​the Dragon God Palace, there is a small space crack, through which one can reach the real demon world.

Around the crack, there is a golden four-square barrier, and four elders with some Martial Emperor-level cultivation from Dragon God Palace guard here day and night.

In front of the forbidden area at this moment, Xuanyuan Zhantian, the little dragon king of the East China Sea, was riding the dragon emperor horse, holding Fang Tian's war halberd, and stood calmly in front of the forbidden area.

Beside him is the current Dragon King of the Dragon God Palace. The Dragon King looked at Xuanyuan Zhantian and said in a deep voice: "Zhantian, are you sure you want to walk into this gap? Do you know what it means to go through this gap in space?" ?”

Xuanyuan Zhantian nodded and said: "There are only three months, the geniuses of the Jin Kingdom are not easy, I must enter the abyss and the devil world for a real test.

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The Dragon King said no more, "Since you have made your decision, then I will not stop it. If you die inside, I will re-select an heir."

The barrier slowly opened, and Xuanyuan Zhantian drove in without hesitation, laughing: "The old guy knows how to curse me, don't worry, I will take your place, no one can take my place Xuanyuan Zhantian will rule the world for you."

Seeing Xuanyuan Zhantian disappearing into the gap, the Dragon King smiled silently: "It's enough to have this confidence."

Qingyun Peak, the place behind the mountain, during the first month of Xiao Chen's return, he devoted all his heart and soul to completing the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique.

In the battle between the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique and the masked man, Xiao Chen knew its shortcomings and weaknesses.

His artistic conception of wind was too weak, so that the vision of Lei Jie's sword technique could be seen by that person at a glance.

Knowing the shortcomings, it is not difficult to find a way to make up for them.

In a month's time, the shortcomings exposed by the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique have been made up for more than ten percent of them.

If he meets that masked man, Xiao Chen is confident that he will definitely not be found by the other party to find out his flaws in the first place, causing the vision to collapse and the power of the sword move to be greatly reduced.

What gave him a headache was another thing, that is the fourth move of the Four Seasons Saber Technique, what kind of artistic conception should be used in winter to find his own real sword move.

However, he was not too impatient, he practiced the martial arts he was familiar with during the day, and continued to practice Zi Lei Jue at night to strengthen his vitality.

Some things require epiphany, and you can't see through it. The more you think hard, the harder it is to get out of it, and it will only add to your distress.

When your mind is completely calm, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and suddenly you understand, and the problems that have troubled you for a long time are all at once solved.

Back then, when the founder of Tiandao Pavilion created the Thunder Tribulation Saber Technique, it was by chance that he saw a spirit beast crossing the catastrophe, and he realized all the joints by chance.

So Xiao Chen is not in a hurry, and only regards it as a kind of whetstone for cultivating his state of mind. Even if he really can't comprehend it forever, the growth of his state of mind is enough to make up for the loss of this knife.

Between gain and loss, who can say for sure.

Sunrise and sunset, clouds roll and clouds relax, the remaining three months of the Five Kingdoms Tournament are decreasing day by day.

On this day, Xiao Chen was studying with his eyes closed in his room, and the moonlight was like water, shining through the window quietly in front of Xiao Chen's bed.

Click!

The two high-grade spirit stones in his hand were all shattered suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, looked at the spirit stones that had been sucked out of spirit energy, and shook his head helplessly.

At the half-step Martial Emperor Realm, he can absorb spiritual energy faster, and two top-grade spiritual stones are not enough for him to practice overnight.

But the crystal cyclone above the dantian in the body is like a bottomless pit, far from the bottleneck of reaching the bottom.

In order to reach the realm of Martial Emperor and refine true energy, one must completely raise one's cultivation level to the bottleneck and at the same time open up a sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Chen murmured: "I have opened up the Sea of ​​Consciousness a long time ago, but I don't care about this level of cultivation. If you give me another year, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the top of the Half-Step Martial Emperor."

He glanced at the ground casually, and the pale moonlight hit the ground like frost, making people feel a sense of sadness for no reason.

The moonlight is like frost, and the running water can hurt; the beauty is easy to change, where can I find my hometown.

Suddenly, such a poem came to mind, Xiao Chen said with a faint smile: "However, this sad mood is not suitable for me."

Taking out two top-grade spirit stones again, Xiao Chen, who was about to practice, suddenly stopped, as if a lightning flashed across his mind.

I have been thinking about what else can represent winter besides snow. Isn’t the hoarfrost in front of me just what I am looking for?

That's right, that's right!

Xiao Chen laughed loudly, and said excitedly: "The ancients never deceived me, once they had an epiphany, they attained enlightenment and ascended to the top, suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened!"

Xiao Chen laughed loudly, holding the Moon Shadow Knife at hand, and rushed out of the door.

The last move of the Four Seasons Sword Technique uses frost as a guide to capture the mood of sadness.

In the woods, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about the moment just now brewing in his mind.

After a while, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, held the handle of the Moon Shadow Knife with his right hand, and yanked forward.

The four seasons knife technique is running slowly, the footsteps move slowly in the forest, the surrounding air drops rapidly, dancing with the light of the knife.

Layers of faint mist slowly descended among the trees, and the ground was suddenly covered with hoarfrost for a kilometer.

The moonlight is like frost, and the running water can hurt.

Xiao Chen shouted softly, and swung the knife casually, the sad mood contained in the knife burst out suddenly along with Qianmi Baishuang.

Swish Swish Swish!

At this moment, all the trees in the forest split apart soundlessly, and the crisp sound kept ringing.

Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, and within a kilometer, all the towering trees fell down, and the huge forest disappeared, leaving only white frost all over the ground.

This move has neither grandeur nor grandeur, it just turns the knife move into hoarfrost, supplemented by a sad mood that slowly penetrates into it.

In silence, put the opponent to death, and when he suddenly woke up, there was no chance to change.

Just like within this kilometer, the trees that are full of vitality will lose their vitality with a single blow, leaving only white mist.

Xiao Chen whispered to himself: "The fourth move of the Four Seasons Saber Technique should be called Frostmourne!"

Since then, the four seasons of swordsmanship, spring thunder slash, burn all the wasteland, autumn water and beauty, frost mourning, spring, summer, autumn and winter, have all been comprehended by Xiao Chen.

Between heaven and earth, it belongs to his unique limit of the earth level, and the sword technique that is infinitely close to the sky level has become.

It is completely created by him alone, unique.

As for the final and conclusive move of Four Seasons Reincarnation, there is no need for any further comprehension, because there is only one meaning of Four Seasons Reincarnation, which is endless life.

The world is old, and the sea has changed.

Everything in the world, no matter it is in the high mountains or in the vast ocean, will die and fail one day. At the moment when the sky is barren, when the earth is old, the sea will become mulberry field.

Only the life of vegetation, life and death, but never stop, spring, summer, autumn and winter, under the cycle of four seasons, will remain unchanged for thousands of years.

Time is still passing by without any haste, and the opening of the Five Kingdoms Tournament is approaching day by day.

Two months, one month, half a month, and soon there were only ten days left in the five-nation competition.

Tianwu Continent, the head of the five great empires, within the Haotian School of Jin Kingdom.

As one of the top ten super sects in the Jin Kingdom, the Haotian School is full of natural talents, and there are many geniuses.

But to say that the top genius in the sect is none other than Yue Chenxi, ever since he obtained the dawn flower.

Cultivation base is improving day by day like a whirlwind, and Chaoyang Breaking Dawn Art is also advancing by leaps and bounds, climbing all the way.

Among the fellow disciples, many chasing brothers and sisters were completely left behind, and could only look up.

This day belonged to Yue Chenxi's unique Peak of Breaking Dawn, suddenly thousands of colorful rays of light bloomed, and the rays of light were radiant, with boundless charm.

The disciples in the past stopped to watch one by one, the expressions on their faces were all extremely surprised.

"Colorful rays of light, this is a vision that can only be seen in the thirteenth level of the Chaoyang Breaking Dawn Art. The Great World is about to be released!" A disciple dressed in the costume of the Haotian School said excitedly.

"Elder Sister retreated for three months. After she comes out, her strength will definitely skyrocket."

"Look at the elders coming, the seven-colored glow appeared, and even the elders were startled."

Above the main peak of the Haotian Sect, three figures flew over, they were three old men with extremely powerful aura,

They stood side by side together, the wind behind them stopped at that moment, the air froze, and many disciples felt short of breath.

A gratified smile appeared on the face of the person in the middle, and he said softly: "It has been a thousand years since no one has been able to practice the thirteenth level of the Chaoyang Breaking Dawn Jue. Chen Xi can be regarded as one of the top masters in the Jin Kingdom."

The expression on the face of the grey-robed old man next to him was also full of smiles, and he murmured: "Grand Elder, with Chen Xi's current strength, he should have some confidence in competing for the top ten in the Five Kingdoms Tournament."