Chapter 314 The Fog Clears
The first jade step after entering the Xuanmen is called "black clothes". It is the formal dress of the nobles in ancient times. The Taoists also like to call it "feather clothes" or "cloud clothes", which means the same thing. It is to shed the barrier of dust clothes, and from then on, you will be refreshed and immersed in the spiritual mystery of heaven and earth. You don't need to rely on the vague inspiration anymore, and you can control it with your hands like true energy. This range is about 20 to 30 feet.
The second jade step is called "Tuan Shen". After the dust clothes are changed, the mortal body should be shed. The spiritual mystery is not only controlled by the cultivator outside the body, but also begins to flow into the body, soaking and refining every bit of blood and bones. The so-called "mortal body" has begun to shed from then on, and mortals holding swords to the throat are no longer a threat. And the range of controlling the mysterious energy has also increased to about 50 to 60 feet.
The third jade step is called "Ye Que". With the black robe on his body and the spiritual body completed, the cultivator can mobilize the mysterious energy of a hundred feet around him without hindrance. As the mysterious energy flows, every strand of blood and every tendon is completely blended with the mysterious energy of heaven and earth. This is the so-called "ascending to the mysterious gate", and in front of him is the tower of ascension to heaven.
To deal with people of this realm, one must first curb the mobilization of their mysterious energy, and secondly, one must have sufficient killing power. [Cloud Locking Red Tower] is a mysterious formation specially prepared by the Immortal Platform for the second and third levels. There are only a few people who can use it, but after the [Ye Que] cultivator enters the game, it can only support it for another quarter of an hour.
And Wudong has less than half a quarter of an hour to prepare.
Therefore, there will be no breathing space. Wudong strives to launch the strongest offensive at the first time like a rainstorm, which is also the greatest sincerity they can show.
So taking advantage of the sudden rise of the first volt, the offensive set by the Immortal Platform came like a rainstorm, striving to make the enemy fall on the second and third before they have time to deal with the first one.
This effect was indeed achieved. The man did not gain any advantage in [Pulling Jade Tiger] and [Cloud Locking Red Tower]. When Tianshan Sifeng entered the formation, his true killing intent was fully revealed.
He did not transfer an idle master from the mountain gate, but waited for An Zang to hand over the things in his hands and let him come to take charge of this matter. In addition to his clear mind, it was also because under the Tianshan "Ye Que", An Sifeng could not count the fifth finger. Earlier this year, he was passed on the "West Sea Group Jade Record", and even stepped half a foot into the Group Jade Pavilion.
Now, the highest scripture of this Tianshan Xuanshu has revealed its true form here. After [Victory Mist Riding Cloud], with the cooperation of "Cloud Locking Red Tower", the mysterious mist around the sword twisted like a whirlpool in the sea. An Zang did not give it a chance to disperse or be robbed. The technique has been established on this rare and thick mysterious energy.
In the invisible outline, the hazy and ownerless clouds suddenly took shape, everything froze in an instant, and every drop of fog was still in place.
On the other side of the fog, the man who was just shot down just stood up and stretched out his hand to press on a tall sycamore tree with sparse yellow leaves beside him.
The sword was horizontal in front of him.
The next moment, everything was still, and then the sky moved and the clouds flew.
There was no power flowing out, nor was there any sound, only in this visual spectacle, the invisible waves poured down from the sky.
"The Record of the Jade of the Western Sea" [Tianlan]
The man under the sycamore tree faced the attack completely.
The momentum of the third level of the jade steps had just gathered, and it was smashed apart in the next moment.
The several feet of air wall condensed by the horizontal sword collapsed like rain, and the man was like a bird under Tianlan, with broken wings and scattered feathers, and nowhere to hide.
This was not an impact from external forces. The man did not even move his body. This was a wave of harmony of the Xuan Qi in the entire area. The person who came to the palace, with his body integrated with the spiritual Xuan, was in this wave.
Blood mist burst out from the man's body in an instant.
After this technique was performed, An Zang's body fell into a moment of stagnation. His face was pale and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Tian Lan originally used his own Xuan Qi to drive the spiritual Xuan within the controllable range of his body. This all-out attack was really difficult for him to bear.
And the next moment, under the mist, the man had forcibly twisted this piece of Xuan mist.
The spirit body that was integrated with Xuan Qi was still being injured by Tian Lan, but as long as this piece of Xuan Qi was handed over, even with a poisonous blade, for a third-level, he could hold it tightly with blood dripping.
Xiao Leng's murderous intent surrounded An Zang in an instant. With only this moment of breathing, the man's counterattack would pour down.
But An Zang turned a blind eye to this. He stood still in the air, holding the long sword in his hand horizontally, and instead accumulated a third attack.
Because at the same time, the fog behind him suddenly broke open, and the shadow of the owl passed by. The sword of [Jade Tiger] in Wudong's hand was shining brightly. Without the profound scriptures like those passed down by Tianshan, the old man just swung a straight sword with murderous intent, and the whole fog became colder.
Almost all the crane inspectors active on the front line of Xianrentai have experienced dangers from the lowest level of the rivers and lakes. Even if they have reached the high level of Xuanmen, they are the best at fighting.
The second "Mist Bird" entered the game, and half of the Xuanwu immediately went towards him, breaking the tug-of-war between An Zang and the man. The murderous intent of the man suddenly dimmed, and Wudong's long sword had reached his throat.
Just when the man pressed the captured Xuanqi to An Zang's weakness!
The sword sounded like thunder.
Pei Ye fought fiercely with [Son of the Listening Emperor] in the Purple Bamboo Secret Realm, but such a battle was nothing but a piece of thin paper in front of this sword.
[Zhe Fengting], which was made by the true master, no longer needed the sword to pull the thread, and the real tiger roar was now in front of him. The man's heart and lungs suddenly shrank, his eyes flashed, and he immediately turned his sword back, but the mysterious energy that was out of control was too late to come back. The thunder that Wudong had accumulated for four miles penetrated him completely, and a blood hole suddenly exploded in the back of the man's chest.
Wudong Sword paused for a moment, and behind him, An Zang had already swept up again.
"Mu Wang Sword" [I Go to Huangzhu]
One of the highest achievements of the Tianshan Sword, a treasure of swordsmanship in the world, even the best swordsmen in the Dao Qihui need to visit Yufeng in the Snow Country to learn the secret skill. However, in this stage, it is just a transitional step. Pass the sword.
Yi Jian.
"The sun is extremely cold, the north wind is raining and snowing, and there are freezing people. The emperor composed three chapters of poems to mourn the people." In the autumn rain and cold, this sword of cold sorrow suddenly cuts across the fog.
The man suddenly trembled and his body became stiff.
The Huansi Tower is still evil and ruthless, and there are many remnants of the people. This is exactly what the enemy wants. But Anzang did not expect to be able to solve the enemy with one intention. As long as the intention sword was not broken in an instant and could be used as a slight restraint, the second sword without holes would be enough to take action.
Jade tiger pulls the thread.
The swords in the hands of the two of them had already exchanged blows.
It was not based on any book-based swordsmanship. This sword was almost the old man's instinct tempered by his half-life of fighting. As soon as Yuhu moved, the opponent's hand suddenly deflected.
Even if there is only one gap, it is enough.
Wudong's fierce sword light suddenly broke through his empty door, and his cloak was torn apart by the sword wind first.
But at this moment, Anzang’s urgent shout from behind reached his ears: “That’s not right!!”
Wudong's heart suddenly tightened, and his sharp eyes looked in front of him - this person had already escaped from the Yi Jian first.
In other words, there is no such thing as "taking the first step", because Wudong has already drawn his sword almost at the same time as [I Gu Huangzhu]. This situation can only mean that the enemy is not affected by the "Mu Wang Sword" at all.
There is indeed something "wrong" in "The Sword of King Mu".
An Zang came forward with a sword of sorrow. The seriously injured enemy was not hindered at all. Instead, it was as if a sweet spring appeared after a drought. An Zang clearly felt that under the suffocating pressure, he suddenly took a deep breath of fresh air. !
So in an instant, the whole courtyard became desolate and cold.
The man blocked the Wudong Killing Sword with a horizontal sword, but his silent eyes were already looking at Anzang.
This sword intent immediately escaped Anzang's control.
Sure enough, it only takes one breath.
All the man's efforts since he was caught off guard and ambushed have responded to him at this time. Amid the repeated movements of the mysterious mist, the top of the tall sycamore tree in the courtyard has poked out of the mist, and its yellow leaves are swaying in the autumn wind.
The mighty autumn air flowed down in an instant, and in the thunderstorm and autumn wind, the man's voice was hoarse with blood.
"It belongs to Lei Shi's Khotan Xitong. Feilian's Yamen."
The vast and bleak autumn wind penetrated the fog cage in an instant, breaking through the cloud locks and opening a wide path towards the night rain.
It was in such a mighty autumn wind that the mist finally dispersed, the broken cloak flew down, and the man's cold and shabby clothes seemed to have come from the past six hundred years ago.
Now he was seriously injured, but his powerful aura still held back the two masters who were in the physical realm.
Wudong and Anzang were as stiff as ice at the same time.
Even if they have never met, they already know who they have encountered.
Swallowing the Sun Meeting. [Hanshi] Xiang Minghao.
To be able to almost force such a master who is ranked among the best in the world to death is an amazing feat for two senior Taoists!
But he was not in any mood to cheer for this achievement. Under the gaze of these tired eyes, Anzang made the most correct decision in an instant. He decisively stayed away from the path of this person leaving the formation, and at the same time, there was a message behind him. Lai Wudong roared hoarsely.
——"Fuck you!! How is that possible!!!"
Xiang Minghao rushed out with his sword, and the "Yunsuo Zhulou" was already at the end of its powerful crossbow.
And in the night sky, two cold chuckles sounded.