The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 117 Proud Sword
To be honest, for Mo Chengjun, Yi Changsheng's senses are extremely complicated.

Especially the last time I visited Tianhen Mountain under the leadership of Li Yongshou and met Mo Chengjun, it was even more indescribable.

There is a saying that 'invisible pretense is the most deadly'.

Mo Chengjun may not feel much, but in Yi Changsheng's heart, he has been covered with a veil of mystery.

In the later stage, he was not without insinuations.

Whether it's Li Yongshou's side or other members of Galaxy Sword Sect, although they are a little secretive, he still understands the general situation.

But the more he understood, the more incredible he felt.

Not to mention other things, it is already unbelievable that a person who has passed the [-]th limit can actually achieve foundation establishment.

Not to mention, this guy is said to have produced several secret records, created by himself?

Is this something a foundation builder can do?

Shouldn't this be what the yin gods ascend to the immortals, and even the unattainable immortals should do?

Such a person, when he taught "Dragon Mirage" before, he really didn't see it at all!

What made him even more strange was that for such a person, the Xinghe Sword Sect did not learn so many real immortal techniques, so why did he have to learn an illusion technique from the Outer Sect?
What is this?
For a long time, Yi Changsheng's mind was filled with various doubts.

But due to some strange psychology, the more he knew about Mo Chengjun's status in Galaxy Sword Sect, the more he was unwilling to take the initiative to meet him.

As for today, the reason why they came at the latest is not Canada.

It was because I followed Li Yongshou to the depths of the barren mountains to appreciate the magnificence of the mountains and rivers, and ran a little farther.

Of course, after receiving the news, they rushed back without delay.

On the way, after hearing the situation, he already had some guesses.

It's just that he himself didn't want to believe this conjecture.

It should be said that the understanding is mutual. Mo Chengjun learned magic powers from him, and he also knew that Mo Chengjun was a foundation-builder, and he even cultivated "Seven Profound Sword Qi".

With this premise, he never thought that Mo Chengjun could really complete "Mirage", at least, it was impossible to complete it in a short time.

However, when he really entered the small courtyard of Mo's family, after seeing Mo Chengjun who was sleeping, he lost his mind for a while.

Because, he is too familiar with the breath that pervades the surroundings and the state of being asleep.

In other words, the biggest flaw of "Mirage" is here.

When reincarnation in the dream lasts for a long time, you will get lost in the fantasy dream, and you can't tell whether it is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.

Therefore, I don't know how many elders of the master's sect practiced this supernatural power, but it was difficult to wake up because they were lost in dreams, and finally exhausted their lifespan and became dry bones.

This state, there is also a saying in the Xiandu school, it is called "slumber in a dream".

It is a beneficial but also dangerous cultivation state.

As for the solution?
Once, there was no, at least for a long time after the creation of "Dragon's Sleep", there was no.

This is also one of the reasons why "Dragon's Sleep" is a true immortal method, but it is not valued very much in the Xiandu sect.

It may not be able to reach the threshold of evil methods, nor can it be said to be a magic skill that harms others and benefits oneself, but if it has the defect of dying in one sleep, who would dare to practice it?
Of course, any mysterious method is a perfect process, at least in the Xiandu sect today, there is a special way to deal with it, called 'Awakening Technique'.

This technique can't be said to be very advanced, and it has no attack effect, but it is the crystallization of wisdom of generations of elders of the Xiandu faction.

Its function is to awaken people from sleep after a long period of deep sleep.

Since the creation of this technique, "Mirage Dragon's Sleep" has really spread in the Xiandu sect.

At the same time, the Xiandu sect also has a rule that at the same time, there must be a practitioner of "Dragon Sleeping" to stay awake.

Their responsibility is to wake up the sleeping monks within the agreed time and violently interrupt the reincarnation in the dream.

Of course, this will have a very bad effect, the mind will be lost, confused, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

What's more, there is an unstable mood, backlash of mana, and the risk of becoming obsessed.

In the history of Xiandu Sect, there are even high-tech masters who died because of this.

Naturally, this is not a fundamental solution to the problem, but it is still undeniable that this 'awakening technique' has great utility for the practitioners of "Dragon's Sleep".

Mo Chengjun also knows the disadvantages of "Mirage" and the "awakening technique".

Although fundamentally speaking, "A Mirage" and "A Dream of Huangliang" are different, at least they come from the same source.

This is also the reason why he left that sentence when he activated his supernatural power - in his calculation, in three days, how could this dream of his own be over?
But in fact, in three days, he hadn't completed a reincarnation in his dream.

At least, he's not dead yet!
To be exact, not only did he not die, but he was alive and well.

Before waking up, he was fighting swords with others, and after a hundred days of accumulation, he used that sword formula, and it was revealed between half-dream and half-awake.

It should be said that in Xinghe Jianzong's place, the sword energy of three hundred feet is really not that strong, but it is only a monk with great sword intent who puts all his strength into his sword to have such power.

This sword cannot be said to be unparalleled in the world, but it is also dazzling.

More importantly, this sword is full of sword intent.

That is not the cycle of seasons in "Four Seasons Sword Art", and it is not the sword art of other six peaks.

It was a kind of pride, a kind of pride that came out from the bottom of my heart.

Yang, worthy of the sky!

Bow down, don't be fooled by others!
That is a kind of extreme self-confidence, self-confidence that the world will collapse, the building will collapse, and I will stand still.

This does not belong to any kind of sword art, but this is the sword intent that Mo Chengjun has comprehended.

Then, with this sword intent, he swung his most peak sword.

……

Standing proudly in the void, Mo Chengjun has already opened his eyes. He looked at the sea of ​​clouds divided above the high sky. There was no surprise or disbelief in his eyes, but absolute confidence.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun really has the confidence that if I want to part this day, then this day will inevitably be parted!
However, in the next second, Mo Chengjun keenly sensed that something was wrong, and he quickly lowered his head.

Then, he greeted a small courtyard with dozens of pairs of eyes.

Especially among them, he also saw Silent Forest, Fairy Ruoli, and many inner sect elders.

Of course, the most important thing was that he saw his backstage boss, Four Seasons Sword Master Shen Jinxiu.

At this moment, he was dumbfounded!
Here, what's going on?
Why did you come to my house?

Before he could open his mouth, he heard a gentle but calming voice: "Cheng Jun, you, are you successful?"

It was the female sword master Shen Jinxiu who spoke.

Mo Chengjun fell down, pondered for a while, and then replied: "Successful? Well, there are still many things that need to be improved."

"So what?"

"Seven, seven, eight or eight have been completed."

The female sword master smiled, like the afternoon sun, warming people's hearts.

But the next moment, she looked at the people around and said, "Okay, it's all right here, everyone, please go back."

This can be regarded as turning his face and denying people, and opening his mouth to issue an order to expel the guest.

Many people present, especially Elder Sun of the Medicine King Clan and several elders of the inner sect, had eyes full of desire to explore.

But when the person in front of them spoke, they really didn't dare to say anything, so they left with a resentful expression on their faces.

After they left, more than half of the entire small courtyard was emptied in an instant.

But Shen Molin, the elder of Chuan Gong, stayed behind while licking his face. Obviously, he wanted to ask what Mo Chengjun was messing with again?
However, under the peaceful but oppressive gaze of the female sword master, they left awkwardly and took a large group of people with them.

For example, Baling'er, Fairy Ruoli, Zhao Rulan and Ba Nishang.

After everyone left, Xue Ling went out consciously and closed the door.

At this time, only Mo Chengjun and the female sword master were left in the small courtyard. No one knew what they talked about, but after an entire hour, the female sword master left with the sword.

Then, an order was handed down from the Xinghe Hall: the mountain behind the Hall of Enlightenment, centered on the small courtyard of the Mo family, is a forbidden area within three miles.

Those who trespass without reason will be killed without mercy!

……

In the evening, in the study.

When the hustle and bustle is gone, what is left is always loneliness, but someone like Mo Chengjun who is used to independent thinking enjoys this kind of loneliness.

He sat alone in the study room, holding a pen in one hand and pressing the paper with the other. The pen was hanging in the air, and the paper had not fallen.
And his eyes are full of complex vicissitudes.

To be honest, after figuring out what happened today, two words came to Mo Chengjun's mind - farce.

In fact, when designing and filling the magical power, he specifically analyzed the shortcomings of "Mirage", and made improvements in his own magical power "A Dream of Yellow Beam".

The dream world is said to be illusory, but when you are in it, you will never think that your life is fake.

Its time flow rate is also much faster than reality.

Theoretically, three days is enough, even if you fail to do anything and live to death, you can wake up naturally.

It's just that, after all, it was the first time for him to use the supernatural power, and he underestimated it, so that he failed to experience the dream life in three days, which triggered the follow-up incident.

To be honest, even without Yi Changsheng's action, Mo Chengjun would be able to wake up naturally after sleeping for another three to five days at most.

If it was put on ordinary people, who would not eat or drink and sleep for several days, it would be a big deal, but if it was put on monks, they would just sprinkle water, which is nothing.

Mo Chengjun now feels that he was really reckless before, and the commotion was so loud that he probably couldn't hide it
Of course, the matter has come to this point, and he doesn't want to get entangled.

Now, Mo Chengjun is not thinking about these things.

Now, he is reminiscing about the use of supernatural powers in "A Dream of Yellow Liang", reminiscing about the life of the boy in the mountain village.

There is no doubt that the mountain village boy started from a very low starting point.

The reason why Mo Chengjun chose this identity is because he feels that only when he is really humbled in the soil can he experience the most precious qualities, clear away the clouds and mist, and witness the most authentic self.

Leaving the mountain village and entering the rivers and lakes, young people have also joined gangs, watched scenes, worked as thugs, and fought with people in the streets and alleys at night.

During this period of time, he was very confused, without direction, just living for the sake of living.

But I have to say that he has blocked swords for others, and some people have blocked swords for him.

He has a friend who has died, and a brother who is willing to do anything for each other.

Of course, it was also during this time that he learned the basics of swordsmanship and laid a solid foundation.

But just when he was beginning to adapt to such a life, his gang was swept away.

Suddenly, many people he was familiar with died in front of him.

And his dead brother is actually the dark son of another family, which seems ridiculous.

But still because of his brother, he was released instead of dying in the gang fight!
He also joined a sect, a sword dao sect with a long history and a good inheritance, which is not very powerful.

Here, he has a master who is willing to teach him earnestly, a senior who treats him like a younger brother, a cute and cute junior sister, and a group of bluffing but simple fellow students.

It was also here that he began to learn swords and practice martial arts seriously, and realized how precious the energy-eating method and sword formula he had obtained were.

Here, his force value has grown explosively, and he has begun to emerge in the sect.

However, no matter how small a sect is, there is always love and hatred, and no matter how poor a sect is, there are internal struggles.

When the head of the sect was killed suddenly, the entire sect was in complete chaos, a few hilltops were arguing endlessly, and then civil strife continued.

He had been stable for a few days, and it was over again. Under the internal strife, their group became a scapegoat and was quickly wiped out.

The boy from the mountain village was lucky enough to escape again. From then on, the sect lost one person, and there was an extra wandering swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

And as time went by, he had been a casual person, a chivalrous man, and he had helped people look after their homes for a bite of food; he was even coerced into joining the army and went to the battlefield.

Until one day, he suddenly discovered that after that time honed, his sword became more and more sharp, his force became higher and higher, and he even earned the title of "eight-armed swordsman".

Then, he met a group of people, a group of people who acted unruly but had the world in mind.

They think that the imperial court is immoral, the sect is filthy, gangs are rampant, and the people are miserable.

They believe that such a world needs to be overthrown, rebuilt, and have a new beginning.

This kind of thinking has an incomparable impact on a person who has come out from the bottom.

So he joined them.

He drew his sword for their ideals, and they also provided him with the food for growth, making him strong quickly.

Until one day, he suddenly discovered a truth, a cruel truth that he couldn't accept-these people were actually the gang of "bandits" who slaughtered the mountain village.

This may confirm the sentence, the boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a dragon!
On this day, the boy went crazy!

He's really crazy, driven crazy by the tricks of fate, but crazy teenagers are truly terrifying.

He started to face his heart directly, started killing, and chased after this group of people, and he kept killing.

It was also from this day that there was one less assassin in the secret organization, and one more killer in the world.

It was also from this day that the boy no longer believed in anyone, he only believed in his own sword, only his own eyes.

He began to walk around the world, killing those who should be killed and those who wanted to be killed with the sword in his hand.

The decades that followed were the true rise of a swordsman. He faced vendettas, slaughtered sects, suffered betrayals, confronted beauties, and even got involved in temples.

Until the end, he seems to have had a lot, but also seems to have nothing.

Only the sword, a sword in his hand, became his sustenance, his persistence.

Until a certain moment, he suddenly realized that only the sword in his hand and the wine in his glass should not be let down.

So, holding the sword and the wine, he went up to the top of the mountain, and faced the top of the sword, the white-clothed sword master who surpassed the snow.

Then, he swung that sword, which contained the ultimate sword intent.

That sword, Mo Chengjun called it, Aojian.

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