Fantasy: Quietly draw the sword 100,000 times, and come out of the mountain as the sword god

Thinking over the cliff.

Xu Tian cleaned up all the sword marks on Siguoya, then sat cross-legged to meditate, silently recuperating.

After breaking through to the Divine Sea Realm, in addition to his cultivation and strength skyrocketing, his energy and spirit also improved a lot.

It’s not so tiring to draw the sword now.

He used to draw his sword up to twenty times a day, but now he feels that drawing his sword fifty times shouldn’t be a problem.

After one or two breaks.

Xu Tian cheered up, stood up again, and continued his journey of drawing his sword and becoming stronger.

“The two hundred and tenth sword!”

“The two hundred and twentieth sword!!”

Thinking lonely on the cliff, Xu Tian had a resolute expression and worked hard to cultivate.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing 250 sword draws and getting the reward: Stepping Seven Steps! 】

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Time is like flowing water.

Half a month passed in a flash.

As the disciple Dabi approached, Changhe Jianzong became more and more lively.

Everyone is working hard to become stronger, and wants to soar to the sky in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Xu Tian.

He worked harder and harder.

As he broke through to the Divine Sea Realm, the efficiency of drawing his sword was greatly improved, and the speed of his practice was so fast that it became even faster.

In just fifteen days, he had already broken through to the second level of Shenhai.

In the past fifteen days, Master Zhao Ming did not come to Si Guoya again. After all, Xu Tian is not the only disciple under him.

Zongmen disciple Dabi, he also wants to take this time to consider other disciples.

Today, however, Zhao Wan’er, the only daughter of Zhenren Zhao Ming, finally ended her confinement, and came to Siguo Cliff immediately.

“Brother!”

A girl in a yellow shirt with a beautiful and refined appearance came to Siguo Cliff.

“Brother, this is your favorite mung bean cake, I went down the mountain speciallyBought some for you, try it. ”

The girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old. She has a pair of red phoenix eyes. When she smiles, her eyes bend into a crescent shape, which is quite playful and cute.

“Junior Sister Wan’er.”

Xu Tian nodded, and he was not polite. He picked up a piece of mung bean cake and ate it.

This body grew up with Zhao Wan’er since she was a child, and she has deep feelings for her. Even though Xu Tian came here through time travel, the first time she really saw Zhao Wan’er, she felt some innate closeness.

Looking at Xu Tian’s appearance, Zhao Wan’er didn’t know why, but suddenly felt a little sore nose and said, “Senior brother, it’s all because of Wan’er’s fault. If you didn’t stand up for me, you wouldn’t be locked up here at Siguoya.”

Xu Tian smiled nonchalantly and said, “Junior Sister, what’s the matter, you and I are as close as brothers and sisters, so it’s a bit unfair to say these things.”

After a pause, Xu Tian continued:

“Besides, this Siguoya is quiet, and I am here, so I can cultivate myself.”

“But… Brother, you have been deprived of your monthly salary and spirit stones. How should you cultivate?”

Zhao Wan’er was a little worried and said: “Brother, you are not talented enough to be in the third level of Qi refining. Without the spirit stone pill, when will you be able to reach the ninth level of Qi refining, and even hit the sea of ​​gods?”

“How about Senior Brother, I will share half of the monthly sect salary with you in the future, okay?”

Xu Tian couldn’t help laughing when he heard this.

This girl, she is only at the sixth level of qi refining, and she still dislikes my talent?

I’m already at the second level of Shenhai, okay?

Of course, Xu Tian also knew that Zhao Wan’er said this without malice, and said, “No need to be like this, I have my own plans here.”

“This…” Seeing Xu Tian’s resolute expression, Zhao Wan’er didn’t insist, but said, “Well, don’t worry, brother, I will work hard to practice, and sooner or later I will clean up that little bitch Zhuang Mingzhu and help her.” Senior brother vents his anger!”

Zhuang Mingzhu is the saintess of the Changhe Sword Sect.

Speaking of this name, Zhao Wan’er gritted her teeth.

Xu Tian smiled, but did not speak.

If he remembered correctly, that Zhuang Mingzhu’s current cultivation is only at the first level of Shenhai, one level lower than him.

And he is still the owner of Supreme Sword Heart, if he wants to trouble Zhuang Mingzhu, he can do it at any time.

Even now, as long as he goes out to show off his talent and cultivation, he will immediately be valued by the Changhe Sword Sect, and his status will far surpass that of Zhuang Mingzhu.

It’s just that, for Xu Tian now, it’s not necessary.

He believes that as long as he sticks to it and keeps drawing his sword, develops in a low-key manner, and secretly accumulates strength, sooner or later, he will surpass everyone else.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s Zhuang Mingzhu or the past.

It’s just playing house.

Today’s Xu Tian’s mentality is no longer above this level.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Wan’er left.

She wants to work hard to reach the realm of sword moves in the way of the sword.

…

Time fell into peace again.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Xu Tian finally broke through again and reached the triple realm of Shenhai!

This realm is regarded as the best among the younger generation of Donghuang at Xu Tian’s age.

But Xu Tian was not complacent. On the contrary, he worked harder.

The progress of drawing the sword has reached 370 times!

At the same time, the contest between disciples of Changhe Sword Sect’s Nine Peaks finally started!

The entire Changhe Sword Sect was full of excitement.

There were as many as a thousand contestants!

In this competition, some people are happy while others are sad.

Some soared into the sky and attracted much attention.

Others suffered disastrous defeats and ended in dismay.

Among them, the most worth mentioning is the Ninth Peak where Xu Tian is located!

In the entire Ninth Peak, except for Zhao Wan’er and a disciple named Lin Zhen, everyone else was eliminated in the outermost competition.

…

At this moment, in the main hall of Ninth Peak.

There was a complete silence.

Real person Zhao Ming sat at the top with a lonely expression.

“Master, most of our disciples from the Ninth Peak are gone, and they chose to worship under other sword peaks.”

Lin Zhen said softly.

Master Zhao Ming gave a wry smile when he heard the words: “Master, I know. Don’t blame them. They really have no future in the Ninth Peak. It’s also my fault for not fulfilling the responsibility of being a master.”

Zhao Wan’er gritted her teeth beside her and said, “Father, if you hadn’t gone out on a mission ten years ago to fight against the troll sect and hurt the source, how could you tolerate their arrogance!”

That’s right, there was a reason for the Ninth Peak’s defeat.

The root cause was that Zhenren Zhao Ming was seriously injured ten years ago when he was performing missions for the sect.

Moreover, this injury hurt the source, and even the Sect Master of Jianzong was helpless.

For this reason, Daoist Zhao Ming couldn’t make any progress in his cultivation. Instead, he was getting weaker and weaker. He needed to spend a lot of time every day to adjust his injuries!

This also caused his position among the masters of the Nine Peaks to plummet, and all good resources were divided up by the other eight peaks.

Over time, the disciples of the Ninth Peak have fallen behind the other Eight Peaks by a large margin! .