"Is this... transcending thunder tribulation?"
Gu An looked at the thunderclouds outside the window, his brows gradually widened, and a look of curiosity appeared on his face.
He was not worried because he felt that Tianwei was far away from Xuangu.
Tang Yu, Su Han, and Zhen Qin who were cleaning the snow in the park all turned their heads to look. Ye Lan, who was meditating and practicing in the forest, also opened her eyes. Xiaochuan walked out of his house and looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.
Wu Xin sat meditating on the top of the mountain. The flying snow in the sky could not hide his figure. He looked at the horizon and frowned.
"Such a strong sword intent..."
Wu Xin murmured to himself that although his cultivation level was low, he came from Qianqiu Pavilion and had a lot of experience.
The entire sky was quickly covered by thunderclouds, like a boundless ocean, which was stirring up stormy waves. The snow forests on the earth were plunged into darkness. The wind between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, causing the mountains and forests to sway and shake off patches of snow.
Gu An was so disturbed by this divine power that he had no intention of writing. He got up and went downstairs, calling on his disciples to take care of each park.
An hour later, several monks flew away from the sky above Xuan Valley, rushing towards the direction from which the power of heaven came, and disappeared into the vast snow.
This scene made the disciples in the valley even more nervous, wondering what exactly happened.
Until late in the evening, a thunder resounded across the sky and the earth.
Gu An stood on the top of the mountain and saw lightning and thunder in the distance. The thunder and lightning intertwined towards a certain point on the ground, forming a huge fan shape. It was extremely spectacular. The lightning shone on his face and his black robe swayed in the wind.
"Thunder tribulation is so terrible, no wonder I have failed so many times in my evolution practice."
Gu An sighed in his heart, the resentment he had suppressed for many years finally dissipated.
Although the evolution practice consumes more lifespan than reality, the victory is safety. Looking back at his achievements, at the age of 28, at the ninth level of Nascent Soul Realm, can the Taixuan Sect find another person?
Then, he turned around and went down the mountain, ready to continue writing a book.
That night, there were bursts of thunder, making it impossible for everyone in the Medicine Valley to practice with peace of mind.
By noon the next day, the thunder continued, and the wind between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, as if a snowstorm was coming. Gu An led his disciples out to take care of the herbs from time to time.
Three days and three nights passed before the thunder stopped. As the thunderclouds cleared from the sky, the sun finally shone down, which made the Xuangu disciples heave a sigh of relief.
However, they were not happy for half a day, as a fierce pressure enveloped the world, making them feel a heavy chest and frightened hearts.
In the attic.
Gu An put down the brush in his hand, looked out the window, and frowned.
He felt a powerful sword intent coming from the horizon, and it was difficult to tell how far away it was for the time being.
"What is he doing?"
Gu An was confused. He started to learn the sword just after passing through the thunder tribulation?
So hard?
Gu An could only pray that the other party would not affect his medicine valley.
Although the opponent's sword power was strong, he secretly compared it and felt that it was not as good as his Tai Cang Jing Shen Sword.
After all, it took him two thousand years of his life to smash the Tai Cang Jing Shen Sword!
How many people in this world can live to be two thousand years old?
…
Late at night, the Eight Views Cave Sky.
Gu An came to visit Jiang Qiong. He walked all the way to the cang tree and raised his hand to salute Jiang Qiong.
"For the next period of time, please don't come in again, lest you be discovered by Zuo Yijian." Jiang Qiong said without opening her eyes.
Left sword?
Gu An remembered that this man was Zuo Lin's father. When the father and his son flew over the Xuan Valley, he threw a lifespan probe at them.
Zuo Yijian's previous cultivation level happened to be at the ninth level of Dan Formation Realm.
After overcoming the tribulation, he became a Yuanying realm monk.
Gu An was thinking quickly in his mind and asked nervously: "Who is Zuo Yijian?"
"This is the man who has overcome the thunder tribulation in the past few days. I heard from your master that he has already made a name for himself as a swordsman in Canghu." Jiang Qiong replied.
Canghu Sword Fanatic?
Gu An asked curiously: "Master, are you an old acquaintance of him?"
"Well, it is indeed an old acquaintance. Back then, he overestimated his abilities and wanted to pursue me as a Taoist companion. I humiliated him severely and made him a joke in the inner circle. From then on, he began to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.
He stayed behind closed doors until I was injured and feigned death, and I never saw him again."
When Jiang Qiong said this, she opened her eyes, looked at Gu An, and said with a joking smile: "My good disciple, please don't be emotional in the future, as you will suffer hardship easily."
Gu An replied: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. I will definitely remember it."
Later, Jiang Qiong asked Gu An to sit down and began to teach the Gu techniques on Wan Gu Xuan Gong.
Wan Gu Xuan Gong includes both qi-napping techniques and many voodoo techniques, which require a lot of time to study.
After staying in Bajing Cave for two hours, Gu An just left.
…
Three days later, early in the morning.
Gu An was leading his disciples to practice. They were standing on the white snow, the wind was biting, but they were still wearing thin clothes.
call out!
A sound broke through the air, and everyone turned around in shock. They saw that the mountain peak to the east was hit by a sword energy. Two big trees on the hillside were cut off, fell down, and rolled down the hillside.
Finally, it was blocked by a row of trees, and the dust and snow flew like white mist.
Looking up, there is a two-foot-long crack on the mountain wall, which seems to have been cut out with a huge sword. It is very spectacular.
Su Han frowned and said, "This is not the first time. If this continues, it will endanger us sooner or later."
Other disciples were also worried, and their exercises slowed down because of this.
Wu Xin sighed and said: "Sword mastery can take a few days or decades. Who knows how long that person will have to master the sword."
Gu An rarely smiled and his face was gloomy.
He is worried about the medicinal herbs in Xuan Valley.
Yesterday, he went to the Outer Gate to report the matter to the Pill Hall. As a result, he was given the option to temporarily move to the Outer Gate City to avoid this year's harvest, but the Pill Hall would not bear any losses to Xuan Valley.
The herbs in Xuan Valley are all Gu An's treasures. How could he be willing to give them up?
Once the Xuan Valley collapses, the Eight Views Cave Heaven might be exposed.
no!
We must find a way!
Gu An's eyes flickered. He could swallow his anger for life, but he could fight for herbs!
"Okay, hurry up and practice, then practice separately. Wait two more days. If that person hasn't left yet, we will go to the outer door to take shelter." Gu An said.
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples cheered up. They were also worried that Xuangu would collapse, so they had long wanted to go out and take shelter.
The winter days pass quickly.
Night gradually falls.
On the top of a mountain, Zuo Yijian, dressed in gray robes, sat meditating. In front of him stood five swords, each with a different shape and even the width of the blade.
At night, there was snow all over the sky. As soon as the snow fell on him, it melted quickly and turned into wisps of white mist, which made his whole person look even more powerful.
On a mountain peak a hundred feet away, Zuo Lin was meditating on the edge of the cliff. There were three large flags hanging around him. The flags were flying. When the sword energy came over, an invisible air shield offset the sword energy, so that he was not affected by it.
A little bit of damage.
Although he was not injured, the roar of the sword energy hitting the formation still woke Zuo Lin up.
He raised his eyes to look at his father, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes showed envy.
It is said that dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes. Why didn't he inherit his father's knowledge of swordsmanship?
Feeling his father's powerful sword intent, Zuo Lin was fascinated.
Even though his spiritual root qualifications are excellent and his Qi absorption speed is much faster than that of his peers, he just wants to become a powerful swordsman like his father.
If it weren't for his desire to master the sword, his cultivation level would be far beyond the second level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"well!"
Zuo Lin sighed, and then prepared to continue to learn swordsmanship, but he didn't believe it. He really couldn't master the swordsmanship?
He was about to close his eyes when he suddenly saw his father standing up, which made him stunned.
it's over?
Zuo Yijian stood on the top of the mountain, facing Zuo Lin's direction, but his gaze was higher, staring at a higher mountain in the distance. It was dark and there was no one in sight, but he could feel the sword's intention.
Lock yourself in.
The five swords in front of him began to tremble, as if facing a powerful enemy.
Zuo Lin, who was on the opposite side, stood up and asked loudly: "Father, what's wrong? Did you succeed?"
Zuo Yijian did not answer him, but asked: "I wonder which fellow Taoist is coming, why don't you show up?"
Ten miles away.
Gu An, dressed in white, stood on the top of the mountain. He wore a wooden mask on his face, and the spiritual power under the mask covered his face to avoid being detected by divine consciousness.
His white clothes fluttered, blending into the snow behind him.
His right hand was playing with a leaf, and there was a trace of sword energy lingering on the leaf.
Looking from a high place, he could see Zuo Yijian and Zuo Lin.
Before emitting the sword intent, he had already explored the area within a hundred miles to make sure that there were no other powerful monks before he came to the top of the mountain.
Gu An doesn't like killing innocent people indiscriminately, but Zuo Yijian has endangered his medicine valley and must be expelled.
"If you're to blame, I blame you for picking the wrong place."
Gu An murmured to himself, he was already activating the technique and injecting spiritual power into the leaves.
at the same time.
When Zuo Lin heard his father's words, he turned around quickly. However, his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm was not enough to see people ten miles away, not to mention that it was still dark at night, and the flying snow in the sky hindered his sight.
Because he couldn't see the coming person, he couldn't help but become nervous.
Zuo Yijian felt that the opponent's sword intent was increasing, and he knew that this battle could no longer be avoided.
"A demonic spy? Or... one of their people?"
Zuo Yijian's eyes flashed, and he held a sword in front of him with his right hand. The sword was slender and had a red blade. As he held it, the blade ignited with flames, becoming the brightest thing in the night sky.
He drew his sword and drew it in the air, setting off a wave of fire that hung across the night sky.
"Under the cold weather, I actually have to use the Flame Devouring Sword Technique. It seems that my sword mastery in the past few days has greatly improved my father's sword skills..." Zuo Lin turned his head and saw the sword fire in his father's hand, with a look of admiration on his face.
No matter who comes, he believes that his father will not be defeated.
"Since fellow Taoist refuses to speak, I can only think that fellow Taoist wants to destroy my enlightenment, then let this ice and snow witness who has the stronger sword intention!"
Zuo Yijian's icy voice echoed between heaven and earth. As soon as he finished speaking, a soaring sword intent erupted from his body. The mountain he was on trembled violently, and the snow collapsed, and the mountain where Zuo Lin was also shook.
.
Ten miles away.
"Too much talk."
Gu An whispered to himself, the voice was so low that only he could hear it. After the words fell, he suddenly threw the leaves in his hand.
What flew out seemed not to be a leaf, but a divine sword that penetrated time and space!
Chapter completed!