Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 966 Methods
The ancient sage's coercion of the dark lord descended, making Mu Zongqing paralyzed to the ground in horror.

Who would have thought that a legendary strong man like the ancient sage would spend all his efforts to save his power for a kid who didn't even reach the level of quasi-sage.

You know, even if the unfeeling sword master left behind that light and shadow, the price he spent would be comparable to a mysterious holy object.

But the Dark Demon Lord ignored his fear, and with a flick of light and shadow, the remaining power turned into a round of black stones that seemed to defy the sky and directly suppressed it.

"I, Mu Zongqing, don't want to die here!"

Mu Zongqing roared unwillingly, with a grim expression on his face.

However, his roar was of no avail, and the black sun still fell fiercely on him.

In this round of black sun, even the lower saint realm will suffer serious injuries, or even fall, let alone Mu Zongqing, who is no more than the quasi-sage second realm.

"Lu Feng, I curse you, I curse you that you will die in the Three Tribulations of Saints in the future, and you will never be able to be reborn forever!"

The shrill curse roared wildly, but soon the black sun dissipated, and Mu Zongqing's body disappeared with it.

The only thing left is the thunder sword.

"Lu Feng, you have not let me down in such a short period of time. You have grown to this point. I hope you can find the Wheel of Life and Death."

The blow of the dark lord was exhausted and dissipated after all.

Lu Feng nodded heavily. Although he used the blow of the Dark Lord this time, it was worthwhile to kill Mu Zongqing and get the qualification to enter the mask space.

He put away the thunder sword, and when he looked at the mask, his body trembled wildly with excitement.

At this moment, he is so close to the secret left by Jian Zu.

After being silent for a while, Lu Feng pressed the black stone on the mask, and suddenly a powerful suction surged, and it dissipated at an astonishing speed, slowly opening a mysterious door.

With a click sound, he took a deep breath, and then stepped directly in.

The breath changed suddenly, this is the small space opened up by Jian Zu, filled with vitality.

Lu Feng's gaze swept across slowly, and this place is like a paradise, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and many exotic flowers and plants are planted here.

And when Lu Feng's eyes fixed on a simple thatched cottage, he knew whether he could learn the secret there.

As he approached the secret, his emotions were mixed, but the distance was only a few thousand meters, but he walked extremely slowly.

He was also worried in his heart, fearing that what he expected would be despair.

It seems like a thousand years, and it seems like ten thousand years, Lu Feng finally came to that ordinary thatched cottage.

Beside the thatched hut, there is an ancient stele with a few lines of words engraved on it, revealing a free and unfettered sword intent.

The world is drunk alone, but I am awake alone.

All kinds of ups and downs, the road ahead is boundless.

There is only a glass of water and wine, and a green lotus as a companion.

From these few lines, Lu Feng could feel Qinglian Sword Ancestor's free and unrestrained character.

"Unfortunately, this kind of freedom is not suitable for me."

Lu Feng murmured, shook his head, pushed open the door of the thatched cottage and walked in.

Inside the thatched hut, there is nothing special, only a bed, a few tables and chairs, and a bookshelf with books.

But Lu Feng looked intently, and seemed to see the scene of Qinglian Jianzu drinking and dancing swords in his eyes.

Before Qinglian Sword Ancestor became famous, the predecessor of the Holy Land was equivalent to the power of the Eight Great Clans.

And to be able to turn Qinglian Holy Land into a holy land of sword cultivators in a very short period of time, one can imagine the ability of Qinglian Sword Ancestor.

His eyes flicked, and he saw a jar of wine and a bowl on the table and chairs.

"Are you going to buy me a drink?"

Lu Feng walked over, poured himself a bowl of clear wine, and drank it.

The moment he drank the bowl of wine, an ancient book with a blue cover appeared in front of him, and immediately a middle-aged man's figure appeared in front of Lu Feng.

"Qinglian Sword Ancestor!"

Lu Feng's heart shook, and he gave a respectful voice.

"How many years have passed, and someone finally came. This glass of water and wine is my Qinglian's hospitality."

The light and shadow of Qinglian Sword Ancestor floated, looking at Lu Feng in front of him with a smile.

Lu Feng didn't answer, he knew that the light and shadow in front of him didn't have any spiritual intelligence, and it was just left behind with great supernatural power.

"Coming here is fate, being able to come here also means that something is about to happen. I, Qinglian, have left some gadgets here to give to those who are destined."

Qinglian Sword Ancestor said with a smile.

Lu Feng nodded lightly, and slowly opened the ancient book, but the light paper seemed to weigh ten thousand catties, so he opened it with great difficulty.

Qinglian Sword Ancestor's handwriting is chic and elegant, but it also has a sword edge.

Those with weak mental strength can directly destroy their souls.

Lu Feng endured the pain, looking for what he needed.

This time reading, very slowly.

It records Qinglian Sword Ancestor's perception of kendo and some experiences in his life.

"found it!"

I don't know how long it has passed, Lu Feng's eyes flashed brightly, and he stared at the page in front of him, his hands trembling with excitement.

"Those who are born with inexhaustible veins will be envied by the heavens and cannot cultivate, but if they can be untied, they will surely be able to become saints."

"And I, Qinglian, stumbled into a dangerous place by accident. That place is called a miracle. I didn't expect to accidentally crack this physique that was envied by heaven."

"There is always a glimmer of life left in the Thousand Thousand Ways. Maybe besides me, Qinglian, there will be people who are born with no veins in the world, but this method is too difficult. After thinking about it, I still leave a way to crack it. The Boundary Core forcibly breaks through the shackles, and it can break the natural mortification."

Lu Feng carefully figured out the meaning of the words.

He knows the source of the ancient sage, the same as the source of the sage.

But he is very unfamiliar with that world core.

As he continued flipping through the books, Lu Feng suddenly understood what the boundary core represented.

The reason why the ancient sages are above the holy realm is that once they break through the dantian Xuanfu, they can evolve into a vast world and possess all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

This world can be called a small world.

If it becomes stronger and stronger with the strength, it can even become a big world.

The boundary core is the core of the world of the ancient sages, and that power is enough to shake the world.

"No wonder, although people born with no veins in the Eastern Profound Realm are rare, there are still many in the past, but only Qinglian Sword Ancestor was able to melt away. It turns out that this condition is almost impossible to break."

Lu Feng took a deep breath, with a steady mind, he also understood why the Old Sage was so powerful.

The Source of the Old Sage and the Boundary Core almost represent the life of an Old Sage.

However, there are only a handful of strong people in the ancient holy land even from the ancient times to the present, and who would use their own life to resolve a natural mortal vein.

Perhaps this news is despair for others.

But for Lu Feng, it made his eyes sparkle with hot light.

In any case, it's a thousand times better than having no clue, at least he knows how to solve the method of dying that day, and has a direction to fight for.

And just as he was immersed in getting the method to crack the innate morbidity, the book opened automatically, and he couldn't help staring at the page recorded.

(End of this chapter)