Create a Cultivation Technique at the beginning

Chapter 195

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Above Song Mountain.

The black-clothed figure arrived, and the figure at this time couldn’t help but stop at this moment, and the sword intent almost directly pulled him in the underworld.

“Zheng!”

The sword at his waist was shaking gently.

In his consciousness, the sword intent that had stayed for ten years had a faint fluctuation at this time.

This moment.

The feeling in the underworld pulls.

Let his footsteps move, and at this moment he directly approached the Sword Intent Valley.

And he didn’t notice it.

Wisps of sword intent accompanied his movement and gradually integrated into his body.

Let his sword intent quickly increase.

Time passes slowly and inadvertently.

The black-clothed figure completely stopped in the Sword Valley.

Silence under this sword intent.

…, the ancient holy product, the supreme and noble, the human god and god. It is the ancestor of short soldiers, the weapon of close combat, and has entered the legend of Xuan with profound Taoist art. In fact, because it is light to carry, admired and quick to use.

In the faint thought, the sword intent spread between heaven and earth.

Meanwhile.

At the foot of Mount Hua.

The figure in white also stepped into Mount Hua.

That majestic sword intent actually dragged him directly through the formation of the Huashan Sect and entered it.

Of course, because of this majestic sword intent, the next moment Ling Hu Chong’s figure appeared.

“Your Excellency, what is the matter with coming to my Huashan faction?”

The words spoke, and Ling Hu Chong’s expression was solemn.

Although he could clearly feel that his cultivation at this time was not strong.

It is probably the first-class level, but that sword intent, even he can’t help but be shocked.

“Watch the sword!”

A faint voice spoke.

It was his figure, above Mount Hua, a sword sound suddenly rose.

The rich sword intent spread throughout the surroundings at this moment.

It seems to be cheerful, and it seems to be greeting.

Ling Hu Chong’s brows frowned.

Immediately, there was a touch of thought in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at the white-clothed figure, and then looked at the sword intent that almost erupted above Mount Hua.

“Please!”

He took a deep breath and didn’t block any more.

“Thank you!”

The figure in white bowed and walked.

The figures of the two soon came to the top of Mount Hua.

That sword intent is.

“Your Excellency, but please don’t move around at will!”

Ling Hu Chong spoke softly.

The figure in white nodded.

The next moment, in the contraction of Ling Hu Chong’s pupils, a figure walked directly into the front.

You must know there, even at this time, it is difficult for him to walk into it.

Taking a slow deep breath, Ling Hu Chong’s figure fluctuated slightly.

At this time, beside him, the figure of the wind Qingyang could not help but appear as well.

“Good chance!”

Whispered, and the wind cleared his expression could not help but bring a look of admiration.

When the white-clothed figure walked in, he had already felt the sword of that day, although this sword intent was very weak, but Feng Qingyang was very sure that it should be the sword intent of that day.

Obviously, Jiang Chen’s sword intent swept the entire world that day.

This one should be the one who receives the benefits.

Even this benefit is even greater than his gain.

“Uncle Feng!”

Ling Hu Chong was a little puzzled, and his eyes involuntarily looked at Feng Qingyang.

“Don’t bother, the arrival of this person may be a good thing for my Huashan faction!”

Chuckled.

The figure of the wind and the clear disappeared directly in place.

The sword intent of the Huashan Sect became stronger and stronger.

So far, it is not entirely the credit of Yue Buqun, or most of it is not, the most crucial of which is the sword intent that came from the sky that day, and a small part is the cultivation of the Huashan Sect.

Now a swordsman has arrived.

Not only does it absorb sword intent, but it also condenses sword intent.

In the middle of the valley.

The figure in white is gradually moving forward.

Wisps of pure white sword intent gradually merged into the body.

Let his sword intent be purer and more powerful.

At the same time, his artistic conception also began to spread throughout the surroundings.

Time passes inadvertently.

Until a certain moment.

Above Song Mountain.

Above Mount Hua.

The footsteps of the two who had been walking couldn’t help but stop.

Above Song Mountain.

The black-clothed figure saw a ray of pure black sword light.

Above Mount Hua, the figure in white also saw a ray of sword light, but here it was pure white.

And when the two arrived here, the next moment their consciousness roared.

The surrounding scene changes.

In the blur.

A brilliant sword light rose.

The sword intent spread across the entire heaven and earth.

The whole world was spread out by this sword intent.

“Zheng!”

A terrifying sword intent rose, the snow on the sword body was filled with silver light, and the sky poured out.

Sword qi spreads.

Spread between heaven and earth.

One after another, the sharp qi is intertwined.

The whole world turned into the night sky.

A sword light rose from the east and directly crossed the entire long sky.

This sword was not to cut anyone, but it was imprinted in everyone’s eyes and hearts.

At this moment, even if he closed his eyes, the light of this sword still appeared in his mind.

The stars are falling.

The stars are shining brightly.

The brilliant sword light became the only one in the world.

The sword light is empty, presented in the artistic conception, and also presented above the firmament.

One after another, the sound of swords clanged.

In the blur, in the artistic conception, under the firmament, the land of Huaxia, I don’t know how many people held their long swords at this moment, because the swords that belonged to them at this moment were trembling and trembling.

It seems to have encountered a supreme being.

The sword light cut through the firmament, and the torn artistic conception also cut through the firmament.

Countless people raised their heads.

Countless people also trembled in their hearts.

At this moment, only a sword light passed in their line of sight.

Above Song Mountain, the boy in black seemed to see ten years ago again.

Above the South China Sea.

His figure.

At that time, he was still a teenager in Baiyun City, but that day, when he looked up.

That sword light was completely fixed in his eyes, and a trace of sword intent spread on his body at this moment.

Then it became stronger and stronger.

Even above the firmament, the sword intent of that sword light even had a trace of integration into the artistic conception at that time.

“This is!”

The whispered voice spoke, and once again experienced the scene of the day, at this time, on the black-clothed figure, a completely leaping sword intent erupted, and the sword light flashed above Song Mountain.

The top of Mount Hua.

The figure in white also saw that ray of sword light.

I also saw the scene ten years ago.

“Master, I want to practice swords!”

The young man raised his head, so that the master of that year could not help but be stunned, his heart could not help but shake violently, his eyes looked at the sky for a moment, and then looked at his little apprentice.

Above Mount Hua.

Ling Hu Chong’s and Feng Qingyang’s figures flickered almost instantly.

Both of them couldn’t help but have violent ups and downs in their hearts.

“Him!”

Ling Hu Chong opened his mouth to say something.

But at this moment, he found himself speechless.

Even if the wind was clear, his mood at this moment had violent ups and downs.

That pressing sword intent, even those who entered the ranks of immortal cultivators felt a sharp feeling.

“Tianren!”

A hoarse voice spoke, it was the sound of the wind blowing.

Even if he has reached the present day in his entire life, Feng Qingyang has never stepped into the Tianren level, but because Huashan is Hao Datong’s inheritance after all, and there are two Immortal Sect disciples, Feng Qingyang will still know about the Tianren level in martial arts.

It was precisely because he knew that his heart couldn’t help but feel such a big shock at this moment.

“No, not yet!”

“Heaven and man sympathy is almost there!”

“Half a step, Tianren.”

However, in the shock, Feng Qingyang soon found some abnormalities, and the figure in white was obviously not completely sympathetic, and could only be regarded as a half-step heavenly and human level.

It’s just that even so, his inner ups and downs are not much smaller.

Although did not arrive.

But the white-clothed figure at this moment can be said to have stepped from the first-class level to the half-step heavenly man, and I don’t know how many levels have been stepped in the middle.

First-class, superlative, innate.

Only after the innate, is the heavenly man.

“Sword intent!”

Feng Qingyang whispered, and his eyes couldn’t help but look ahead.

He knew that this was not a miracle, but sword intent, that extremely pure sword intent, directly resonated with the sword intent in the valley, and because of this, the figure in white quickly completed the leap.

In the distance, the white clothes were still there, and the figure slowly walked out.

The rich sword intent gradually restrained.

It seems to be the same as before.

When the figure completely walked out, the figure in white bowed directly towards the two.

“The grace of Huashan, Ximen Chuixue remembered.”

The words were faint and did not fluctuate much, but the voice of this sentence was extremely heavy.

“Seriously.”

“It’s just Your Excellency’s chance!”

Feng Qingyang and Ling Hu Chong surrendered their hands and spoke with a light sigh.

Above Song Mountain.

A black-clothed figure also walked out from the valley.

Bow down too.