Chapter 62: The Mountains Should See Me Like This, the Bond Between Sword and Stone

The sword energy blossoms and the flowers rush into the bullfight, and the spring energy breaks through the formation clouds!

On the cliff opposite the river, the chain shook violently, like the earthquake shaking the mountain. During the collision, there was a roaring and clanging sound!

At this moment, everyone standing by the cliff was stunned and their expressions changed.

Ye Chong frowned, and his heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand, because at that moment, the pressure of Qi and blood on Wu Kui Stone exploded to an unimaginable level.

what happened

The young man in green wore a sword and climbed onto the chain, walking towards Wu Kuishi. Could it be that he was looking for death and released his mind to stimulate Wu Kuishi?

But even if the young man used his mind to stimulate Wu Kuishi, his pure and refined mind would be wiped out in an instant in front of Wu Kuishi's qi and blood as blazing as the sun!

How could it be worthy of causing such a terrifying raging fire of vitality and blood!

Zhong Shunchao raised his hand and grabbed the black iron bow behind his back, his face was filled with concentration. Qi, blood and smoke burst out from the Wukui stone and rushed into the sky. In one day, they dispersed the white clouds in spring and let the clouds turn into white. Make the color of Qi and blood.

The coercion of Qi and blood swept forward, the chains trembled violently, and the rushing river below was suddenly pushed down by a foot high to the surface of the water!

Ye Wenxi looked deeply at the young man in green who stepped on the chain, with a virtuous smile still on his face, and the curiosity deep in his pupils became more and more intense.

What exactly caused it?

Such sword energy was naturally not issued by the young man. Could it be... the young man's sword?

The gift from the Lord of the Sixth Mountain, the sword Mochi containing the Little Holy Order

Or... the tattered bamboo sword that the boy often hung on his waist?

Buzz buzz...

The third-grade sword Xiao Zhongshan hidden in the scabbard at Ye Wenxi's waist seemed to be trembling involuntarily at this moment.

Xiao Chong Shan is one of General Ye's two swords. The other one is Man Jiang Hong, which is still at General Ye's side, resisting and killing the enemy on the Canglang River battlefield.

Xiao Chongshan gave it to her, and she has been raising swords since she was a child. He is undoubtedly full of hope for her, hoping that she can one day take charge of Xiao Chongshan's sword energy.

Ye Wenxi has been working hard for so many years, but today, she felt the excitement of the sword energy in Xiao Chong Mountain.

Where is the sword energy?

On the edge of the cliff, as the pressure of Qi and blood in Wu Kuishi swept across, the Qi and blood in each person's body automatically and involuntarily mobilized to compete.

Faced with such coercion, Ye Wenxi, Ye Chong and Zhong Shunchao did not feel too much pressure.

Lin Zhuifeng and Ye Yinping were both prodigies in body training, so it was naturally not too difficult.

Ninth sister Lin Qingyin felt the pressure was like a mountain. Her physical training was not high and she had just started to use inner alchemy. Her main strength was in spiritual training, but here, her mind did not dare to show up.

Therefore, she could only hold back her blush and retreat again and again, full of grievances and sorrow.

She should have been painting at home, so why should she suffer such grievances here!

However, she was also a little curious at this moment, looking at the chain in the cliff, the An family wearing sword energy and blooming flowers, walking towards the huge strange stone step by step.

I didn’t expect An’s family to be not only great at painting, but also so good at bodybuilding!

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The green clothes are flying, and the sleeves are broken by the air flow.

The moment Anle stepped onto the chain, he actually felt a pressure of energy and blood coming from the chain. The source of the pressure was Wu Kuishi, which was bound by ten thousand locks in the center of the two cliffs.

That kind of energy and blood is unfathomable, as vast as an abyss, and Anle's mind is ready to move, almost wanting to overflow uncontrollably for detection.

But Anle knew very well that once his secular mind was released, what awaited him would be the burning of Wu Kuishi's energy and blood like the bright sun, and his mind might even be burned and severely damaged.

Therefore, Anle suppressed his mind in the sword furnace between his eyebrows and walked slowly step by step.

When Anle took the thirty-sixth step on the chain, he noticed that the green mountain and the ink pool around his waist began to move, seeming to have a strange connection with the Wu Kui Stone.

The sword was trembling, Anle raised his hand, pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm, took a deep breath, and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, with one step down, the chain suddenly began to shake violently. In Wu Kui Stone, the pressure of energy and blood was like a tidal wave from the vast sea, crashing and releasing.

The energy and blood in Anle's body surged from beneath the skin, and his spiritual bones squeezed out every ounce of strength to face this coercive impact.

The coercion suddenly piled up, like a huge wave pressing down from top to bottom. Anle felt like his whole body was shaking, and the chains under his feet were about to break!

An Le, whose expression suddenly changed, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and tightened his mind even more, using his energy and blood to bear it.

In the second stage of body training, facing such pressure, one is like a lonely boat in the endless deep sea facing huge waves!

That feeling of oppression, suffocation, and despair permeates every inch of flesh and blood in the body, and even the all-pervasive desire wants to penetrate into the soul!

Suddenly, a majestic sword energy burst out from the sword at his waist.

The sword that had been trembling for a long time finally couldn't help but spit out the sword energy.

The ink pool and the green mountains buzzed together, and sword energy spurted out from the sword. However, to An Le's surprise, this majestic sword energy did not come from the ink pool that contained the Little Holy Order.

It was the inconspicuous tattered bamboo sword given by the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Zhujian Qingshan faced the impact of Wu Kuishi's energy and blood, perhaps sensing the situation Anle was encountering, and couldn't help but let out a wisp of sword energy.

The sword energy was sharp, bright, and brilliant, splitting the waves and pressure of energy and blood like huge waves in the vast sea. A wisp of sword energy instantly gave birth to thousands of strands, blooming like a flower behind An Le.

Like the pressure of an overturned mountain being blocked, it seeps in bit by bit as the flower of sword energy rotates.

Wu Kuishi's qi and blood blended with the sword qi spreading from the bamboo sword Qingshan, intertwined and fell on Anle's body.

An invisible pressure, or rather a tempering force, washed every corner of his body.

The skin, muscles, meridians, spirit bones, organs... the body seemed to be tempered bit by bit under the impact of the sword energy of Qingshan and the blood of Wu Kui Stone.

This is a much more sophisticated method than tempering the body by transferring the demon energy from the demon tempering jade!

It was as if he was re-tempering the physical foundation for Anle!

Although Anle had the Qi Light Curtain of Time and had obtained the Dao Fruit of [Eternal Talent], it was undeniable that he had only started practicing at the age of eighteen, and his physical bones had already been formed, missing the best opportunity to build a foundation in his childhood.

Perhaps with the Dao Fruit, this influence would be suppressed to a very low level, but the influence still existed.

Now, walking on the chains, stepping towards the Wu Kui Stone, and being baptized by the blood of the Wu Kui Stone and the sword energy of Qingshan was a great opportunity for Anle, and he could truly match the Dao Fruit of the Eternal Talent.

Anle stood on the chains, his mind moved.

He added the twenty strands of Qi of Time he had just absorbed to the Dao Fruit of [Eternal Talent].

He then closed his eyes, his green robe fluttered, and the sword light and Qi and blood continued to wash over his body.

Baptism, transformation, and reshaping continued to happen in his body.

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When the Qi and blood on the Wu Kui Stone rushed into the sky like a wolf smoke, exploding into a blood-colored cloud.

In the huge Lin'an Mansion, many practitioners were moved and looked up. Seeing such a magnificent Qi and blood, their faces changed slightly.

Lin Mansion, Tianbo Waterside Pavilion.

Madam Hua, who was chatting with Madam Ye, suddenly had a look of surprise on her exquisite and beautiful face. She looked at Madam Ye and looked up together.

"The Wu Kui Stone moved... and it actually burst out such Qi and blood"

Madam Ye drank a sip of West Lake Longjing, her face showing surprise.

What happened in the Wu Temple?

Madam Hua's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly she smiled.

It seems that this time, I sold my face and gave the young man a chance to see the Wu Kui Stone. It was not a waste.

However, how did the young man inspire such a majestic blood and qi in the Wu Kui Stone?

How could such blood and qi withstand it?

Madam Hua closed her eyes slightly, the spring breeze blew on her face, the woman's face was like a white jade carved Guanyin, and a touch of invisible sword intent suddenly rippled in the waterside pavilion.

The heart sword trembled slightly, and it could be felt that there was a huge and bright sword energy in the distant Wu Temple.

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Qingbo Street, Taimiao.

Zhao Huangting was writing a picture of a galloping horse, painting horses with ink, combining thick and wet ink, and integrating perspective composition, etc. The unique painting style made Zhao Huangting love it.

Suddenly, his pen stopped suddenly, his white hair and long eyebrows moved without wind, and he squinted his eyes through the vermilion carved wooden window of the Taimiao, and saw the blood and qi of the pillar of wolf smoke in the sky.

He also felt a touch of sword energy entangled in the blood and wolf smoke.

The old man's face suddenly showed a trace of astonishment, and then he laughed without caring about his image.

"Qingshan's sword energy overflows and protects..."

"What a good sentence, 'I think Qingshan will see me like this'!"

The old man laughed until wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes, full of traces of time. His smile gradually faded. He walked to the window, with his sleeves wide behind his back, looking at the blood smoke in the sky, reflecting the scorching sun, as red as the sunset.

In his deep eyes, there seemed to be a picture of him traveling the world with a sword in his hand, recalling the glorious years of the past.

A smile hung on the corner of his lips, that was a smile without regrets when he handed his old friend to someone who was worthy of trust.

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The clanging sound of chains lingered in his ears.

I don't know when the tempering of the flesh was completed, and the blood smoke that surged into the sky began to gradually converge, surrounding the strange stone hanging in the middle of the two cliffs.

Anle put his hand on the hilt of the bamboo sword Qingshan, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the strange stone with his green clothes flying.

Step by step, he began to move forward.

The chain shook violently, but he walked on the chain as if walking on flat ground.

The river below the cliff was turbulent, and the water vapor surged up, wetting Anle's green shirt. Anle kept walking and finally walked to the hundred meters in front of the Wukui Stone.

The blood and qi spreading from the strange stone even enveloped his body, blurring the vision of the people watching on the cliff.

The blood color was hazy on the chain.

Anle looked at the strange stone.

His heart skipped a beat, but it seemed that the strange stone was also watching him.

The next moment, the blood mist around the strange stone suddenly changed, and there were vague figures floating over one after another, gathering around Anle, talking to each other.

Anle seemed to be unable to see these figures, and his eyes fell on the Wukui Stone.

However, the Wu Kui Stone was like a mirror, showing him practicing the Five Animals in peace.

However, the Five Animals practiced in the Wu Kui Stone were very different from the Five Animals he had practiced!