MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 213 i have a sword

  Chapter 213 I have a sword

  The Guanghan River is rushing mightily, filled with cold fog, and receives the rays of light from the nine heavens, causing thousands of strange flowers to grow on both sides of the river, as if a fairyland above the sky is about to open.

"The thousands of rays of light that hang down contain the true meaning of the holy way, and are of great benefit to the cultivators who are new to this place. They will consolidate the foundation of practice, and even improve the understanding of the roots, etc., but they also contain corresponding tests. The farther you go, the more benefits you get!"

Yang Changshan, a veteran foundation-builder monk from the Ghost Sect, introduced to Jiang Ming: "However, the old man has been baptized by the rays of the sun, so he is useless to me, so he climbed up the mountain first. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to worry. You can benefit from the baptism of the rays of light." , and then go to the Holy Dao Platform to compete for the final chance."

   "There are only a few hours for this glow to open, fellow Taoists, don't miss it..."

After explaining a few words, Yang Changshan sacrificed a white jade spirit boat, which rose to a length of three feet in the wind, took Zhu An and set it up, facing the other side of the Guanghan River, the Ruyun Mountain with thousands of silk ribbons hanging down. The peak flies away.

   "Goodbye, big brother, we'll wait for you on the mountain!" Zhu An'an waved his arms vigorously, bidding farewell to Jiang Ming, and did not withdraw his arms until Jiang Ming was no longer in sight.

   "The wind in the void is harsh, it's not good for your illness, don't jump around..." Yang Changshan knocked Zhu An'an on the head.

  Zhu An'an's eyes dimmed, and he plucked up the courage to ask in a low voice: "Master, what kind of disease do I have? Why can't it be cured..."

"It can be cured!" Yang Changshan said resolutely. He looked up at the peak filled with light, his eyes were deep, and he urged the spirit boat to fly upwards, but he tried his best to avoid the falling rays of the sun. I don't want to mess with the outermost mist.

  Zhu Anan looked at the magnificent and colorful rays of light, and asked curiously: "Master, it's my first time here too, why can't I accept the baptism of rays of light?"

   "There are still many places that I can't go to..." Zhu An'an seemed to be thinking of what happened before, feeling a little lost.

  Yang Changshan rubbed her hair, and smiled in an incomprehensible tone: "When An'an is cured, you can go anywhere, and then Master will take you all over the world of cultivating immortals, and you can go wherever you want..."

   "Okay! Keep your word, pull the hook..." Zhu Anan looked excited, and was about to jump up again, Yang Changshan quickly pushed her back...

  …

  Beside the Guanghan River, Jiang Ming stood on a flying sword. Looking at this magnificent spectacle, he couldn't help but lament the sage's handwriting. For them, moving mountains and filling seas seems to be easy for them.

   "On the day I become a saint, I will also build two beautiful rivers to play with..."

  Jiang Ming thought about it for a while, but temporarily suppressed these far-reaching things in the bottom of his heart, and flew directly to the other side of the Guanghan River, the falling sunset.

  He has also heard for a long time that the Holy Dao Xiaguang when the Holy Dao Platform is opened is a rare opportunity for every monk. It can cleanse the bones and temper the spiritual base, which is of great benefit to the future practice.

  嗡~

  Besides, a ray of sunlight fell, which seemed to be as thick as hair in the distance, but it seemed like a long river pouring down close, and Jiang Ming could even faintly hear the sound of the sage chanting sutras.

   With a slight movement in his heart, he took a step forward and stepped into the glow.

  Wow~

  Jiang Ming's eyes were blurred, and then the stars moved, and he came to another strange place in an instant.

"This is…"

  Jiang Ming looked in front of him in some astonishment. It turned out to be a desolate low mountain, less than a hundred feet high, with ordinary weeds and shrubs growing everywhere, and bare gray-white stones. It looked like a mortal hill.

  The only special thing is that in front of Jiang Ming, there is a bluestone path. I don’t know who chiseled out the mountain stone steps. It has already been covered with moss, and it winds up to the top of the mountain.

   "Is this the test?"

  Jiang Ming chuckled, without any hesitation, he lifted his foot and stepped on the first step.

  Boom...

  In an instant, the Dao sound rumbled under Jiang Ming's feet, and his mind seemed to fall to the top of a mountain. Before him, he saw a young figure practicing boxing on the top of a short mountain, dripping with sweat, and containing extremely fierce power.

  Boom boom boom~

  The figure of the young boy seemed to punch Jiang Ming's heart with a punch, occupying all his mind, as if he was fighting the boy in mind and mind.

   "A very powerful young man..." Jiang Ming looked surprised. This young man has no spiritual power, and he fights ordinary boxing techniques, but his understanding of martial arts seems to be many times better than that of Jiang Ming back then.

  If it is a battle of the same rank, without using forbidden techniques and hole cards, Jiang Ming thinks that he is definitely not the boy's opponent.

  铛~

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming seemed to hear the slight sound of swords clashing in his body, and felt that the whole person seemed to relax a little.

   "It's those remaining sword intents..." Jiang Ming sensed a little, and instantly understood what happened.

Previously in the burial ground, the remnants of the sword intent left in the body by the holy-level one hundred and eight thousand swords, after many days of absorbing nutrients from the mysterious seeds, are still a little bit, but now it is under the punch of this unknown boy, as if As if being tempered and smelted by fists, it is completely integrated into one's own body, turned into a part of oneself, and merged with the blood and bone meridians, regardless of each other.

  In the spirit foundation, the mysterious seeds are still devouring the sword intent, and even under the young man's fist light, the speed of devouring is faster.

Jiang Ming waved his fingers subconsciously, and the sword light lingered and gathered at his fingertips, like a continuous drizzle, sometimes violent and fierce, sometimes soft, shapeless and indeterminate, as if it was an ever-changing clouds...

  铛~

  铛~

  铛~

  The young man is still exercising his boxing skills, and each punch carries astonishing power, sharpening the sword intent in Jiang Ming's body, making Jiang Ming's comprehension speed of the sword intent rapidly increasing.

But this kind of benefit is not something everyone can bear. It is the bombardment and sharpening of the light of the soul. If you are a Qi training monk, you may not be able to bear it, but for Jiang Ming, it is like a breeze blowing on your face, and you can easily bear this kind of pressure. The tempering of the soul.

  Finally, the figure of the young man in front of Jiang Ming gradually blurred, and finally disappeared, his footsteps still stayed on the first step of the short mountain.

   "Interesting!" Jiang Ming smiled, raised his foot without hesitation, and stepped up to the second step.

  Boom...

The young man reappeared, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, a little taller than before, and his aura seemed to be a little more vigorous. He used another set of completely different boxing techniques, and continued to sharpen Jiang Ming's sword intent, even Jiang Ming's muscles, bones, and meridians. , are slowly tempered by the inexplicable fist, becoming more perfect.

  嗡~

  In the spirit foundation, the mysterious seeds vibrated slightly, rippling with light, releasing mysterious dao rhyme, leading Jiang Ming into a deeper level of enlightenment, and the lingering and majestic sword intent merged into Jiang Ming's consciousness at an astonishing speed.

In Jiang Ming's heart, countless true meanings of swordsmanship filled instantly, as if he had become a master of swordsmanship who had been immersed in swordsmanship for countless years. At his fingertips, the lingering sword light became even stronger, containing an incomparably terrifying aura .

   "This kind of seed..." Even in the realm of enlightenment, Jiang Ming was shocked and realized the power of this seed.

  These sword intents belong to the power of the holy level. If Jiang Ming only comprehends it by himself, even with the help of the unknown power here, it will take tens or hundreds of years to comprehend it.

  But the seeds, after devouring the remaining sword intents, integrated them into Jiang Ming's body in an unimaginable way, allowing him to quickly comprehend these sword intents.

  click~

  In the spiritual foundation, the green seed quietly split open at this moment, and the green shoots are faintly visible in it, as if it will grow out at any time.

  A moment later, the figure of the second boy disappeared, and Jiang Ming climbed up the third step.

   This time, the young man's strength was a little stronger, and he tempered Jiang Ming's sword intent more violently. He was convinced that it should be difficult for ordinary foundation-building cultivators to hold on at this level.

  Fourth floor, fifth floor...

  Jiang Ming climbed up layer by layer, reaching the twelfth floor. Each floor will undergo baptism and sharpening.

  The most astonishing thing is of course the sword intent on Jiang Ming's body, which is almost hard to suppress. The whole person is like a fairy sword that is about to be unsheathed.

  Boom...

  The thirteenth step.

  boo~

  Among the spirit base, a bud finally emerged from the mysterious seed and swayed out.

   On the steps of the low mountain, Jiang Ming felt his body lighten suddenly, and the remaining sword intent in his body had been completely refined.

  He took a deep breath, the sharp light in his eyes overflowed, and the sword energy lingered between his fingers and palms. The grass and trees on both sides of the steps were cut with sharp holes by the invisible sword energy.

   "I have a sword... to cut down the enemies of the world!"

In Jiang Ming's heart, an inexplicable sense of sharpness and unparalleled sharpness arose, and he slashed out with his fingers. The Qi machine immediately soared into the sky.

  Boom...

  The clouds in the sky were shattered, and among the countless colorful clouds of smoke, only a dazzling sword light rushed into Cangming, which lasted for a long time.

  …

  Boom...

  On an incomparably towering and majestic giant peak, many arrogances from various great cultivators gathered here to discuss and compete, but at this time they all changed color and looked at the side of the giant peak in horror.

  I saw not far from the giant peak, in the endless sea of ​​clouds, there was a dazzling sword light, showing its sharpness, like a king breaking through the sky, overlooking everyone...

   I’m too busy during Chinese New Year, I’m really sorry, I’m resurrected and revived... I will update normally from today

  (end of this chapter)