Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 917
Life and Death Street is very famous, as long as warriors who have lived in the Holy City long enough know this street.

The most famous one is the mansion of life and death, but that mansion has been rented by the unfeeling sword master of the Absolute Sword Sect at a high price of holy liquid.

This mansion of life and death was left by a sword master of life and death who stepped half a foot into the ancient sage a long time ago, and a strong man of the same era as Qinglian Sword Ancestor, so it goes without saying that it is of such value.

Therefore, this has also caused many strong people to like to buy a mansion on the Avenue of Life and Death.

What Lu Feng bought was the mansion left by a sword master named Tiancang, who also has a lot of fame.

After finishing all the trivial matters, Lu Feng brought the Yuncheng people to the Juggernaut's mansion.

The mansion in front of me covers an area of ​​ten miles, and it is extremely famous in this street of life and death where every inch of land is expensive.

And those who can live on the Street of Life and Death are all powerful, and even some saints sometimes live here.

Outside the mansion, Lu Feng closed his eyes slightly. Inside the mansion, there was a sword intent that soared to the sky, distorting time and space, emitting a sword aura all the time, and even his soul felt a twinge of pain.

A strong person like a sword master is a saint who has made great achievements in the way of the sword.

Everyone is revered by countless people in the Holy Land.

And you must know that being a saint does not mean that you are a sword master. For example, the ghost sword saint of the ghost sword sect is not worthy of this honorary title.

Seeing the arrival of this mighty group of people, many people looked sideways on the Street of Life and Death.

"Yunyang, I'll leave it to you to arrange the people of Yuncheng."

Lu Feng has no interest in such trifles.

Yun Yang nodded gratefully, and after opening the formation of the mansion, he first led a group of strong men to divide the area of ​​the mansion.

"The old man's injury?"

Xuan Qing hoped that the ghost sword curse had tortured him for decades.

You Ruo nodded slightly: "Little Tiger, come with me to help Xuan Qing resolve the Ghost Sword Curse."

Before Xiaohu could open his mouth, You Ruo directly mentioned the latter with a mournful face, and walked into the mansion.

"There are still a few months before the opening of the Qinglian Holy Land. Although I don't know what will happen in the Holy Land, I must improve my strength again."

Lu Feng looked at the direction of the sword intent, and had an idea in his mind.

It is said to be a mansion, but its size is like a castle.

Following the sword intent, Lu Feng passed through countless buildings, and soon came to a quiet place.

There is a man-made valley, and patches of bamboo forests bloom with green vitality.

At the end of the bamboo forest, there is a quiet bamboo house, and the sword intent is diffused from there.

"Sword Saint of Heaven."

Lu Feng stopped in his tracks and looked at a stone tablet that was no more than half a foot high, with a few lines of writing on it.

"The old man Tian Cang spent 5000 years becoming a Sword Master, but he has been stuck in the upper holy realm for a long time, unable to reach the step of Dzogchen, how can he reach the ancient saint like Qinglian Sword Ancestor."

"It's a pity, the old man is not too far away from the great limit, and he is determined to close the death gate. Either break through the holy realm of Dzogchen, or sit in the sword mound and leave a lifetime of sword intent. This life is considered chic, haha!"

Lu Feng's heart was agitated.

This line of characters is written in holy blood, with a strong eruption of holy energy.

And just these few short lines contained the determination of this Heavenly Cang Sword Saint.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

But how can the Dzogchen Saint Realm be reached easily? Even the Heartless Sword Master and Qingshan Sword Master that Lu Feng had heard of were only upper holy realms.

Lu Feng also knew that once he reached the Holy Realm of Dzogchen, his lifespan would increase once more.

"Sword Tomb, many swordsmen will choose to sit there, it is a very strange place, according to Yunyang, there will be a period of time to open the Sword Tomb, you can come here to ask for swords."

If you want to enter Qinglian Holy Realm, you must be approved by Jianzhong, so Lu Feng can't miss it.

But right now, he condensed the stele tightly, feeling the sword intent left by the Sword Saint Tiancang inside.

He didn't want to comprehend this sword intent, but borrowed the sharpness of the sword master's sword to sharpen his celestial power and spiritual power.

The sword qi howled, and countless illusory sword intents made this place a forbidden area of ​​the mansion.

While Lu Feng was practicing, Yunyang also arranged all the trivial matters in an orderly manner.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Just as Lu Feng opened his eyes, he felt his spiritual power getting stronger and stronger, and a stream of crystal light radiated out, sweeping away like a thousand swords overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

"What the sword master left behind is indeed incomparably mysterious."

There was a sharp sword light in his eyes, and the scorching light was released from his hands. The space was like a thick liquid, and a long sword condensed by the power of celestial phenomena whizzed up, bringing a terrifying and domineering sword intent.

"Although the sword intent of the Sword Saint Tiancang is very different from mine, some of the mysteries can be borrowed from it."

This time, although Lu Feng hadn't made a breakthrough yet, his combat power had increased invisibly.

"Little friend has gained a lot this time."

Xuan Qing's voice came from the side, and there was a burst of laughter.

Lu Feng turned his eyes and saw You Ruo and Xuan Qing standing outside the bamboo grove. He came after seeing that his comprehension was over.

"It's just a short chance. I need more Sword Master Sword Intent to sharpen myself."

Lu Feng smiled, he already felt that breaking through the eight changes in the celestial phenomenon was just in this period of time.

At this moment, he noticed that Xuan Qing no longer felt weak as before, and there was a strong surge of power in his body, so he said: "Old Mr. Xuan, it seems that the curse of the ghost sword has been expelled."

Xuan Qing raised her eyebrows and sighed: "It's only temporarily resolved, and the old man can only live for 30 years, otherwise the Ghost Sword Curse will still break out, unless it reaches the holy realm, it will be fine."

With the dissolution of the ghost sword curse, his current strength has returned to the peak strength of the quasi-sage three realms, and he is only one step away from the holy way.

But he also understood that he didn't know how many quasi-sages were trapped by that step.

If he doesn't make a breakthrough, he will just live for a while.

Xiaohu curled his lips, "In order to expel your Ghost Sword Curse, Master Hu spent [-]% of his Purple Gold Flame."

Lu Feng nodded, not surprised by this.

The purple gold flame is the fire of the ancestors, containing the power of heaven and earth.

If this is not the case, even the arrival of ordinary saints will not be able to dissolve the ghost sword curse.

What's more, there is You Ruo, the Dzogchen Holy Land guide.

Xuan Qing smiled awkwardly, and said: "If the old man can reach the Holy Realm, he will definitely repay Brother Hu for saving his life."

Next, Lu Feng didn't continue to study, the sword intent left here didn't have much effect on him, so he left the bamboo forest.

"What happened, so flustered."

When they returned to the mansion, they were in a panic, Xuan Qing frowned and shouted.

"Old Xuan, the Blood Sword Sect was so bullying that they snatched Xinyan away. Even Brother Yunyang went to ask for someone, but they kept them here."

Seeing Xuan Qing and the others appear, Yun Lei's tone was extremely hasty as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

"It's the Blood Sword Gate again."

Lu Feng frowned. It seemed that they still hadn't forgotten about the psychic sword body. They dared to directly arrest people in the holy city, which was bold enough.

"The Blood Sword Sect is not easy to mess with, the Ghost Sword Sect behind them is even stronger."

Xuan Qing was a little worried, even if he recovered to the strength of the quasi-sage three realms, he would not dare to openly challenge the Blood Sword Sect.

"Could it be just to watch them take Xinyan away?"

Yun Lei said anxiously.

"Tell me, where is the Blood Sword Gate? This holy city is the territory of Qinglian Holy Land, and they can't tolerate their nonsense."

Lu Feng paced back and forth, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"There is a sword hall in Blood Sword Gate, I know where it is." Yun Lei said.

"Then kick the hall and smash the blood sword gate!"

Sen Han's violence permeated from Lu Feng's bones, making the surroundings cool down for a while, a little madness was outlined at the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "The person who touches me, this matter can't be left alone."

(End of this chapter)