Chapter 976: Troubles Are Transferred and the Tenth Level Is Also Broken

Yu Zecheng read it silently, and when he stretched out his hand, the jade bamboo slips shattered and turned into ashes. Perhaps this ending is better.

In fact, with Yu Zecheng's cultivation, how could he fall asleep here? How could he not know that Lei Bingyun left? Perhaps this is his choice.

Yu Zecheng's mind moved, and he immediately knew where Lei Bingyun was through Xuanyuan Sword Peak. She had already started to retreat and began to impact the Nascent Soul realm.

Suddenly, Yu Zecheng had an intuition that Lei Bingyun would definitely succeed in turning into a Nascent Soul this time. Although she did not follow the method in the illusion array, first with affection and then without ruthlessness, in order to break through her inner demons, her current state is much better than the state that could be obtained by following that method.

With this state, success is certain.

Maybe I was wrong, maybe the breakthrough of the illusion was not as perfect as I imagined, but this is the reality, and the way of heaven is unpredictable.

Lei Bingyun found her own way, and Yu Zecheng began to focus on his second disciple Gu Xinwu.

This disciple, after so many years and a hundred years of cultivation, has always been at the peak of the Golden Core realm, with no progress.

This time, the illusion broke the inner demon, and Yu Zecheng gradually knew about Gu Xinwu's inner demon.

That is inferiority. He was originally one of the two disciples randomly selected by Yu Zecheng to take care of Qingcheng. Unlike other disciples, some walked barefoot for 100,000 miles, and some cut off their tongues to seek the truth, while he was completely a bonus.

Back then, he and Liu Yan were just the lucky ones chosen by Yu Zecheng to make Qingcheng's life less lonely. What virtue and ability do I have?

Liu Yan found his own way in Linhai City, no longer cultivating immortals, only envying the mandarin ducks instead of the immortals. This made Gu Xinwu constantly ask himself whether his path was correct.

Gu Xinwu has worked extremely hard over the years, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not surpass others.

In fact, if he were placed in other sects, his current achievements would be quite good, but under Yu Zecheng, among his pile of perverted disciples, no matter how hard Gu Xinwu tried, he could not surpass others.

Another key point is that in Gu Xinwu's heart, he has already silently fallen in love with Qingcheng, the little junior sister, but he is extremely inferior. His existence is just an embellishment of Qingcheng. In his eyes, Qingcheng is like a fairy.

Moreover, in the past hundred years of travel, Qingcheng's true strength in times of crisis, the devil is at ease, that kind of terrible strength, let Gu Xinwu know that he will never have a chance.

It was the fool-like Ziyue who easily killed Yuanying Zhenjun during the travel, just like playing. In front of him, Gu Xinwu was even more inferior, and he was not even as good as a fool.

This gradually formed his inner demon, making him fail every time he tried to break through the Yuanying realm.

Yu Zecheng examined Gu Xinwu's inner demon and couldn't help but find that he didn't care much about this disciple.

He was not like his encounter with Xiao San, which was unforgettable. Unlike Ziyue, he deliberately collected it carefully. Unlike Wenman, he couldn't forget his old love, and unlike Yu Muan, he had a lifelong relationship with Sister Ruotong in the past.

But in Yu Zecheng's heart, he is the strongest, most worry-free, and most diligent disciple.

Yu Zecheng turned around and appeared in Gu Xinwu's cave, and Gu Xinwu was in a daze in the cave.

Seeing Yu Zecheng appear, he hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Yu Zecheng walked to Gu Xinwu, reached out and touched his head, and said:

"Xinwu, I haven't cared enough about you these years, and Master is here to say sorry to you.

In fact, among these disciples, I am proud of you. These disciples, I chose you back then, and my choice was not wrong.

Let me tell you about my past.

I was a five-element spiritual root back then, and I grew up in Linhai City. At that time, my father met Tianqing and disappeared. My mother at home was seriously ill after hearing the news. I was ten years old that year..."

Yu Zecheng slowly confided his past, making soup and embarking on the immortal road, killing people to seize books on a rainy night, the leader of Mangzhu, the catastrophe of Xiling, Xuanyuan's three questions, the great kindness of the master, and his own struggle.

Yu Zecheng's story bit by bit is not about what he tells, but about the process of telling. In this unconscious process, he tells Gu Xinwu that in my heart, you are my relative, you are the best, and you can do it.

As Yu Zecheng tells the story and as Yu Zecheng infuses his own beliefs, Gu Xinwu's eyes gradually brighten. After a long time, the sky gradually darkens. Yu Zecheng has finished telling everything. He looks at Gu Xinwu with tenderness in his eyes.

Gu Xinwu nodded and said:

"Master, I understand. I won't let you down. I understand everything. I can do it."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I don't care whether you are Yuanying Zhenjun or not, or how high your cultivation is. As long as you live happily, I will be satisfied. I want to tell you that you are my disciple, Yu Zecheng, and also my relative."

Looking at Gu Xinwu's clear eyes, Yu Zecheng felt relieved, but there was still one last step.

The next day, Gu Xinwu prepared to retreat again, and Yu Zecheng and others saw him off.

Gu Xinwu was very popular, and many friends came to see him off. He nodded to Yu Zecheng and strode into the narrow gap where Xuanyuan Sword Sect was attacking the Nascent Soul.

Suddenly, Qingcheng behind him raised his hands, put them to his mouth, and shouted loudly:

"Brother, work harder, you are the best, I believe in you, you can do it, you must succeed."

The voice resounded through the sky, and Xinwu paused for a moment, then turned back and nodded vigorously, and resolutely entered the narrow gap and began to practice in seclusion.

After seeing him enter, Qingcheng turned around and smiled at Yu Zecheng, and Yu Zecheng also touched her head. With this shout, Xinwu's last inner demon might dissipate, or it might increase, but no matter what the result is, he will succeed for Qingcheng.

After Xinwu's matter is resolved, the next person is Guilai Junior Brother. In these years, he has not entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

In this way, Yu Zecheng began to remove the inner demons for those Jindan Zhenren one by one, and finally sent these many Jindan Zhenren into the narrow sky one by one. As for how many people can succeed and how many can walk out alive, God knows. Yu Zecheng has tried his best.

Everything depends on God. With these days of hard work, the inner demons and troubles of these Jindan Zhenren have all dissipated, but Yu Zecheng dissipated their troubles, resolved their depression, and solved their worries and difficulties for them. Instead, the troubles seemed to gather on him, making him feel extremely depressed.

If you are depressed, you need to vent it. Yu Zecheng smiled slightly, turned around and left Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He went to find his trouble-relief partner, Wang Shuyuan, one step away.

Seventy-three years ago, Wang Shuyuan dominated Suiyuan, but was beaten by Yu Zecheng in a battle and fled.

He disappeared for a decade. Thirteen years ago, he reappeared and went to Xuanyuan Sword Sect to find Yu Zecheng for a fight, but Yu Zecheng was in seclusion and finally left disappointed.

Today, Yu Zecheng decided to fulfill his wish and pass on his troubles to him.

Wang Shuyuan returned to the true oneness of the void. In the past thirteen years, he built a cave in Fengmin Mountain, Xuanzhou, Chuxi, and called himself the Chaos Sword Ancestor, and he was rampant in Chuxi.

Wang Shuyuan is proficient in Xuanyuan Sword Sect swordsmanship, Chaos Demon Sect mind method, Heart Sword Zen Sect swordsmanship, and he had the power of twelve divine powers in the last battle. It can be said that except Yu Zecheng, there is no one else in Xuanyuan Sword Sect who is his opponent.

Wang Shuyuan still has feelings for Xuanyuan Sword Sect. In the past thirteen years, he has visited his master's grave every year. Whenever he met a disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect outside, he would vigorously promote him. It was because of this that Yu Zecheng let him escape last time.

Yu Zecheng crossed states and cities, crossed seas and oceans, and as soon as his mind moved, Wang Shuyuan, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, suddenly felt that Yu Zecheng was coming to find him.

Chuxi, Xuanzhou, Fengmin Mountain.

When Yu Zecheng arrived here, the mountain gate in the distance was wide open, and Wang Shuyuan was waiting for Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng smiled, strolled along the bluestone road, and slowly came to the front of the cave.

He said loudly:

"Shu Yuan, are you there?

I'm in a bad mood today, so I came to you to vent."

Wang Shu Yuan's voice came:

"I've waited for this day for thirteen years. What have you been doing? I've wanted to vent my anger with you for a long time."

Instantly, Yu Zecheng moved to Wang Shu Yuan's cave. In that luxurious room, Wang Shu Yuan prepared a chair, a pot of tea, and two cups, waiting for Yu Zecheng's arrival.

He still looked like that year, a young man, handsome and unrestrained, wearing a Dharma crown, with a face like white jade, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, a majestic bearing, high hair, and a colorful Dharma robe. At first glance, it was vaguely shrouded in a light golden light that looked like fog but not fog. His front body cultivated nine dragons, and his back heart cultivated mountains and rivers. This robe was neither cloth nor silk. I don't know what it was made of, but it must be a magic robe.

Yu Zecheng said:

"The robe is nice, but it's a pity. By the way, you are now the Chaos Sword Ancestor, why don't you dare to call yourself the Chaos Ancestor? Are you afraid that the Chaos Ancestor, the first demon in the world, will cause trouble for you?"

Wang Shuyuan smiled and said:

"I am not like you, who is known as the best in the world. Those old guys don't care about the empty reputation, otherwise you, the best in the world, would have been reduced to ashes long ago."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

"I don't know if I will be reduced to ashes in the future, but I know that if you don't escape today, you will definitely be reduced to ashes.

This cave is nice, but it's a pity. You don't deserve to be here in such a good cave. You should belong to In the dark and damp cave.

As long as I am in this world for one day, you cannot appear in the eyes of the public, because you will never be able to beat me, and your fate is eternal failure and eternal cultivation. "

After hearing this, Wang Shuyuan laughed and said:

"Come on, Yu Zecheng, don't think that you are the only one with the tenth-level flying sword. I spent thirty years in the lungs of Mobei and finally found my treasure.

Let me see your divine power again. You didn't use the tenth-level flying sword last time. This time I will give you a chance. "

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"Okay, it's an honor. "

In an instant, light shone all over his body, and the sword light was thousands of times.

In this light, everything in the cave turned into ashes, and the luxurious buildings were all broken. Under this sword, everything turned into ashes.

But in this sword, all the creatures in the entire cave, whether it was the boy or the spiritual beasts raised, did not die, and all were unharmed.

Wang Shuyuan's face changed. An expert can tell whether there is any by just stretching out his hand. Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship has reached such a level that he was shocked.

He instantly rose up and flew to a height of a thousand feet, saying:

"Yu Zecheng, let's go to the sky, so as not to affect this place and ruin the scenery here."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"No need, let's stay here. If you can destroy a blade of grass or a tree, then I will lose."

While speaking, Yu Zecheng emanated a strong will and a terrifying power.

This is his way of heaven, the way of nature, turning the way into a sword, and the sword will be in the sky.

Instantly, within a radius of 300 miles, the world, rivers, sun, moon, stars, breeze and drizzle, all were under his control. He was the master of this world, he was God, the world was one, everything was a sword, everything was his sword.

After a hundred years of sword training, he finally became the true one. At this moment, Yu Zecheng used his swordsmanship.

For the first time, his natural swordsmanship showed its supreme power. Everything within a radius of 300 miles seemed to be motionless, but at this moment, everything in the world turned into Yu Zecheng's sword. What he said about not a single tree or grass being damaged was true at that time, because everything turned into Yu Zecheng's sword.

The sky was murderous, dragons and snakes rose from the land, the world was one, and in an instant, Wang Shuyuan had only one feeling, that he was fighting against the world, his vitality was taken away, and his six senses disappeared. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan felt that he was dead, and the world wanted him to die.

At this moment, the world was rippling like waves, and it was beautiful like a dream.

Wang Shuyuan could only react to this sword intent. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's body emitted thousands of rays of light, and he delivered his most powerful blow. A tenth-order flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand. It was because of this flying sword that he dared to challenge Yu Zecheng.

This tenth-order flying sword emitted a golden sword light and turned into a fierce beast, a hundred feet in size. On his body, it emitted infinite light. The extremely fierce and violent sword energy contained in the light rushed straight into the sky. With a sword intent that was extremely fierce, Wang Shuyuan's divine power merged into one, and he became a fierce beast and issued this sword. The sword light was surging, and within the range of the sword light, the fierce sword energy that corroded all the souls was rampant.

However, no matter how fierce the beast was, it was not worth mentioning in the world. The billions of qi between heaven and earth, the power of yin and yang and the five elements, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and rivers, the earth, the earth, fire, water and wind, everything became Yu Zecheng's sword. In this world as a sword, Xu Yu Zecheng was a god. In the sword light, everything was under his control.

The heavens would not tolerate it, and the beast turned to ashes in an instant. At the moment when the flying sword was shattered, Wang Shuyuan used his greatest strength to rush out, rushing out of this terrible world.

The tenth-level flying sword has spirits and can be restored in a few months. Wang Shuyuan was three hundred miles away, looking at Yu Zecheng in surprise, with disbelief on his face.

His robe was shattered, his crown was shattered, at this moment he was disheveled, at this moment he was like a beggar.

Yu Zecheng looked at him with a smile and said:

"I've said, you don't deserve to wear this robe, you see it's broken, right?

Do you still want to fight me?"

Wang Shuyuan suddenly turned around and walked away, howling as he walked, unwilling, unwilling, but he had to go, if he didn't, Yu Zecheng's next sword might take his life.

Yu Zecheng watched him leave, his face unchanged. The sword just now was not only his sword intent, but after the opponent used the tenth-level flying sword, Yu Zecheng also used his divine power, which instantly destroyed his tenth-level flying sword.

Yu Zecheng's attention was no longer on Wang Shuyuan, because there were three old men on the other side, watching him silently.

Yu Zecheng intuitively felt that these three people were the strongest cultivators in the world, and they came for him.