Changyang

Fu Zhaowei's identity is different, and his spiritual practice is special. His temperament is like a frosty crane, and he is alienated from the world.

Whether in the spirit world or the astral world, few of his peers dare to approach him, let alone come to make requests. They subconsciously think that he is alienated and difficult to approach.

But Xie Jinling's brain circuit is completely different from others. She should naturally think that the future star master should help the weak, otherwise how can she be the master of the star world in the future?

Fortunately, Fu Zhaowei didn't mind the other party's reckless request. He only asked: "How do you want me to demonstrate the Kunlun Dao?"

Xie Jinling immediately took out a half-foot-long square stick from her cuffs. She ran away and stuck the square stick in the snow. Then she broke half of the square stick and pulled it to the side, which was a foot away.

When she inserted the half of the square stick into the snow, a spiritual curtain suddenly rose between the two stick pillars, like a large canvas.

Xie Jinling ran back, pointed at the spiritual screen and said: "I know that Fellow Daoist Fu is busy and cannot keep taking up your time, so I specially refined this magical weapon that can contain the Dao intention. You only need to wave the Kunlun Dao intention towards the middle. , then I will release my sword intent and test my defensive weapon."

Fu Zhaowei scanned the spiritual screen in front of him, looked sideways and asked, "Since it can withstand Kunlun Dao's will, it is an excellent defensive weapon. Why do you need to refine it again?"

"It's different." Xie Jinling explained, "This soul-swallowing scroll was made by me fusing the heaven-level defensive magic weapons given by two elders, and asking the master of the formation hall to carve a storage formation. Strictly speaking, I made it , this magic weapon is just spelled out, not something I refined."

Xie Jinling thought excitedly again: "But... the Spirit-Swallowing Coil can indeed be used as a defensive weapon if I modify it again. After it is stored, it can be used for counterattack, but I am not strong enough now."

Fu Zhaowei lowered his eyes and remembered what the master of Zhengfeng had said.

——Xie Jinling was born into the Maha clan in the Demon Realm, and had extraordinary talents in refining weapons.

Fu Zhaowei raised his eyes and asked quietly: "There are five levels of Kunlun's Dao, how many do you need?"

"The third level." Xie Jinling finished speaking and then changed her mind, "No, the first three levels of Kunlun Dao are needed."

For Fu Zhaowei, this matter was a matter of effort. He turned his hand hanging by his side, and a cold sword appeared in his palm. It was a flawless white jade sword with a frosted edge, implying coercion.

Xie Jinling thought of something again and hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Fu, can you press the realm, Jin... How about the early stage of Nascent Soul?"

After all, it was the future star master whose cultivation was far above them. No one could resist a full blow.

Fu Zhaowei's eyes moved, but he only said: "Yes."

……

On the fourth floor of Beidou Pavilion, Chang Yang is meditating in the room.

She looked inside the Lingfu, and after the Kunlun Dao intention entered her body, it was like countless ice needles piercing her body. Even if she pulled out the remaining Kunlun Dao intention wandering in her body little by little, she still had the illusion of falling into an ice cellar.

The golden elixir suspended in the golden sea rotates slowly, and the cracks at the bottom remain as before, seemingly becoming permanent scars.

Changyang united his mind and heart, silently reciting the inner law, and a spiritual mist slowly emerged from the golden sea, gradually approaching the crack at the bottom of the pill to warm it up.

"Duk, tuk--"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Chang Yang had no choice but to withdraw his spiritual consciousness, open his eyes and stand up.

"It's you." Chang Yang was a little surprised when he saw Xie Jinling at the door. After the other party handed him a sword, he never appeared again. If the sword hadn't been there, that night would have been more like an illusion.

Xie Jinling, who was all dirty, yawned: "I have something to give you."

Changyang turned sideways to let her in.

"Is this your residence? It's so small. It doesn't even have a privacy formation." Xie Jinling came in and looked around twice, then encouraged Chang Yang, "Tianyi's residence is three or four times larger than this, and there is also a study."

As she spoke, she sat down directly at the table, took out the Spirit-Swallowing scroll and handed it to Chang Yang, "There are three layers of Kunlun Dao in it. You can release it after you open it."

She briefly talked about how to use it.

Chang Yang stood opposite, looking at the square stick on the table, slightly confused: "Kunlun Taoist third level?"

"I know a Kunlun disciple, and I asked him to help demonstrate the three levels of Kunlun Dao." Xie Jinling said proudly, "If you can resist, you will definitely win the competition next month!"

Compared with Fu Zhaowei, Li Zhizheng's Taoism is very different.

"Thank you." Chang Yang said seriously. Although the other party had his own intentions, he still wanted to thank her for her help.

Xie Jinling waved her hand: "The first level of Kunlun's Taoist intention is fog and ice, the second level is called frost and blood offering the moon, and the third level is the cold sea and the sun. I can't ask about the weaknesses of their offensive, I can only rely on you. try to find."

She pointed at the Spirit-Swallowing Axis and said: "There are three rounds of Kunlun's Dao Intent contained in this. Each round of Dao Intention is superimposed. You use it first. If it is not enough, I will help you get it."

Xie Jinling had been busy for so many days and exhausted all her energy. She couldn't hold on any longer. She patted her face and tried to wake up: "I'm going back first. I have something to report."

"Xie Jinling." Chang Yang sent her out and suddenly called out to the other party: "I promise you, I will not break my promise."

"Okay, I'll wait." Xie Jinling waved as she walked towards the stairs.

……

That night, Changyang went to the Yuanwu Field.

The circular martial arts field was deserted. She followed Xie Jinling's instructions and opened the spirit-swallowing scroll and stood it on the ground. A spiritual curtain instantly appeared in the middle.

Chang Yang lowered his head and glanced at the unsheathed sword in his hand. Ever since Yu Zi forcibly suppressed it that day, it had become much calmer.

Just as Xie Jinling said, Changyang used his spiritual power with his left hand and hit the button on the side of the square stick, causing ripples to appear on the spiritual curtain.

She holds the sword in her right hand and stares closely at the spiritual curtain in the middle.

Within a moment, the spiritual curtain twisted violently.

At that moment, Chang Yang faintly noticed that the faint spiritual energy in the air was stagnant, like fog and ice. A chill ran down her spine, and a crisis suddenly arose, and she subconsciously defended herself with her sword.

A sword intent shot out from the center of the spiritual curtain, as powerful as Kunlun's first Taoist intent that Li Zhizheng had wielded.

But, too fast.

Changyang didn't even have time to notice the majestic Kunlun Dao meaning contained in it, and his eyes only caught an afterimage.

By the time she swung her sword to strike, it was already too late. She was only halfway through the swing when the sword intent struck hard and knocked her away.

In Changyang's peripheral vision, the sword shadow was even seven feet away.

"Poof!" Chang Yang fell to the ground and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. A layer of ice formed on his body and he almost froze into an ice statue.

Even Chang Hua in the Lingtai was almost frozen, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this just the sword intention of a Kunlun disciple?"

Changyang couldn't hear clearly what Changhua was saying. She forced herself to activate the Hehuan Sect's mental method, and a wave of heat surged out from the Lingfu Golden Pill and spread through her meridians.

After a long time, the ice in her body gradually faded away, and she finally had the strength to move.

Chang Yang put her elbows on the ground and slowly sat up. She looked up at the spiritual screen in front of her: "...it's just the first level."

With the same move of Kunlun Dao, she was completely unable to fight back.

Xie Jinling was in Tianyi Academy, and the Kunlun disciples she knew were, if not Tianyi monks, at least Tianzi class monks.

Chang Yang lowered his head and looked at his hands silently. Is the Tianzi class monk... so strong?

Just one sword strike would make her lose the ability to resist.

This crushing sword intention made Chang Yang feel dazed for a moment. She fell to the ground of the round martial arts field, and later realized that the majestic Kunlun Dao intention overwhelmed her, and she felt timid and abandoned in her heart.

The next moment, Chang Yang's hand holding the handle of the sword moved down, past the blade clip, and finally landed on the blade. He squeezed it hard and blood flowed out.

The stinging pain from her five fingers brought Chang Yang back to her senses. She curled her mouth, but her eyes were crazy and cold.

One day, she will also enter the Tianzi class, become a Tianyi monk, and become stronger.

……

Chang Yang kept recalling the sword he encountered just now in the mourning platform, dismantling it bit by bit, but could only reveal a vague shadow of the sword.

——She wanted to see this sword intent again.

Half an hour later, Chang Yang stood up again, swaying slightly.She took out a medicine pill from her storage bag, swallowed it, and barely recovered her spiritual power.

Then she used her power to hit the spirit-swallowing axis pattern button, and the spirit curtain rippled again.

The spiritual mist condensed into ice, and the sword intent suddenly appeared, once again passing by like a running shadow, deeply reflected in a pair of black pupils.

This time, Chang Yang gave up swinging the sword and turned sideways to try to avoid the sword's intention.

Still too fast.

Almost as soon as the spiritual energy in the air condensed into ice, the sword intent was approaching, and all she saw was the afterimage.

Even though he used the fastest reaction speed to dodge sideways, Chang Yang still didn't completely dodge. He was hit on the left shoulder and knocked out diagonally.

Falling to the ground with a thud.

Changyang vomited blood, tried to get up with his hands, but lost his strength and fell down again, half lying on the ground, ignoring Lingchi's sword intent, breathing unsteadily and closing his eyes, trying to sink into his mind and recall what he had just seen and felt.

The picture he saw appeared in the spiritual platform, ripples appeared on the spiritual screen, and then the golden figure hit.This scene is replayed, paused, and replayed.

Sword shadow...

Chang Yang's gaze stayed on the spiritual mist that had condensed into ice in mid-air. After a long time, she blocked the sword shadow emerging from the spiritual screen, kept moving forward, and finally stopped in front of the golden figure.

The scene inside the spiritual platform began to flow again.

After reminiscing like this countless times, Chang Yang suddenly opened her eyes, and she already had a guess.

——The first level of Kunlun's Dao will. From the moment she drew the sword, from the spiritual curtain to the area where she was, she was completely enveloped by Kunlun's Dao. Everywhere was controlled by the opponent.

The moment the attack was launched, the sword's intention condensed into ice, but it decomposed in an instant and condensed in front of the target of attack again.

The shadow of the sword that Changyang saw was just the afterimage of the sword's decomposition.

It's just that when Li Zhizheng used this move, he didn't have such a thorough and complete control of Kunlun's Dao. The other party used almost the first level of Kunlun's Dao to the extreme.

As long as the Kunlun Dao Intent is within the range, the sword intent can appear and strike at any time and anywhere.

Changyang put her palms on the ground and slowly got up. There was a strong smell of blood on her body, but the black background of the robe made it difficult to see where the bleeding was.

"Are you still going to take this move?" Lingtai Zhong Changhua asked her.

Just two sword strikes were enough to injure this junior like this, and one more move would injure him no less severely than in the previous competition.

"want."

Changyang raised her hand to wipe the blood from her lips and looked at the spiritual curtain in the distance. She wanted to try again to verify whether it was as she guessed.

Under the night sky, she stood facing the wind with her sword in hand, and struck the button of the Spirit-Swallowing Axis with her palm for the third time.

When the spiritual curtain rippled, Chang Yang no longer stared closely. Instead, he suddenly closed his eyes, turned his face slightly, and released his spiritual consciousness.

She felt that the spiritual energy in the air was stagnant, as if it had condensed into ice.

When the feeling of stagnation approached, Chang Yang immediately stepped back and slashed her sword across her chest. The cold sword intent suddenly hit the blade, causing her wrists to vibrate and become almost numb.

The opponent's strength is too strong. Even if the sword intent is cut off, the remaining half of the broken sword intent still retains majestic spiritual power.

After Chang Yang slashed with all his strength, he had no remaining strength and his body was sluggish. It was too late to hide.

Canyi hit her in the chest and she fell to the ground, almost losing control of her body.

"...Junior?" Chang Hua could detect that the other party's spiritual palace was dry and seriously injured.

Chang Yang fell to the ground and lay on his back, staring at the stars in the night sky for a long time, and suddenly laughed hoarsely: "I guessed it right."

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