Chapter 223 Raising the sword and raising the soul! Sharpen the knife!

Chapter 223 Raising the sword and raising the soul! Sharpen the knife!

"A cave of ten thousand souls that can sharpen the sword intent?"

Su Changkong's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

It took only a few years for Su Changkong to master the Sword Intent. At the beginning, he cultivated the Sword Intent in the Shenbing Villa, but he mastered many martial arts, and he really lacked the skills of the clone, so he did not have so much time to continue to hone the Sword Intent.

According to Duanmu Tao's statement, this cave of ten thousand souls can sharpen the sword intent, and this undoubtedly makes Su Changkong excited.

The blood of a group of demon kings is precious, but it is of no use to Su Changkong. It is better to use it in exchange for the opportunity to enter the Ten Thousand Souls cave. The most important thing is one's own strength. His strength increased by 10% and 50%, it was all worth it!

"Okay, this group of demon blood can be handed over to you."

After a short thought, Su Changkong made a decision, he nodded and agreed, using the blood of this group of demon kings in exchange for a chance to enter the cave of ten thousand souls.

"Brother Knife, wait a few days, I will report this matter, most of them are no problem."

Seeing Su Changkong agree, that Duanmu Tao smiled, he immediately said.

Only members of the Royal Family of Dayan, or potential masters who are loyal to the Royal Family, can get the chance to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Cave, but there is only one chance. If you want to enter multiple times, you have to give credit for it.

Duanmu Tao has entered the Wanshun Army Cave several times, all thanks to his own accumulation.

And to enter the cave of ten thousand souls, only those who have reached the perfection of the twelve heavenly veins are qualified, and can understand the artistic conception of martial arts in it, then they can logically achieve the realm of the five-qi master. Qi Gang used to rely on it. It is only in the cave of ten thousand souls that masters the sword intent!

Although no outsiders have entered the Wanshun Army Cave over the years, Duanmutao felt that the top executives of the Dayan Dynasty would probably agree.

After all, Su Changkong is a great master who masters pseudo-magical powers. Even if such a strong person is not a warrior loyal to the royal family, he must try his best to win over and befriend him, and push him in a hostile direction. This is the real stupidity!

"Is the Ten Thousand Souls Cave?"

Su Changkong couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart. The secret realm mastered by the Great Yan Royal Family might be of some help to him.

After five full days, Duanmu Tao found Su Changkong again.

"Brother Knife, the royal family has agreed to a deal with you, and is willing to make an exception to let you enter the Wanshun Army Cave once, and you can go to the Wanshun Army Cave at any time. This Wansoul Army Cave is located a hundred miles away from the Great Yan City."

Duanmutao brought a piece of good news, the Dayan royal family made an exception to allow Su Changkong to enter the Wanshun cave.

"Okay, let's go now!"

Su Changkong, who had been waiting for a long time, did not delay, and immediately prepared to go to the Ten Thousand Souls cave.

Duanmu Tao didn't hesitate too much, and after explaining to Director Zhao, he took Su Changkong to the Wanhun Army Cave.

A hundred miles away in the north of Dayan City is the location of the Wanshun Army Cave.

Wanhun Soldier Cave is not guarded by heavy troops. From a distance, it looks like an ordinary mountain. At the foot of the mountain is a cave. The stone gate at the entrance of the cave is closed, and an old man with white hair is sitting cross-legged in the cave. On a stone platform outside.

This white-haired old man seems to be old, but his eyes are sharp, and he is definitely a master of masters.

This person is the master who was instructed to guard the entrance to the Wanshun Army Cave. When he came here, Su Changkong heard Duanmutao talk about this person. For decades, with him guarding, there has been no accident in the Wanhun cave.

When Su Changkong saw the white-haired old man, he could feel the saber in the sea of ​​consciousness trembling slightly.

"Duanmutao? Are you here again?" The white-haired old man opened his eyes. He looked at Duanmutao, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Duanmu Tao has come to the Wansoul Cave many times, and he has always wanted to make Dacheng's sword intent a step further, but unfortunately that step is not so easy to pass.

Duanmutao respectfully said: "Elder Liu, this time it's not that I want to enter the Wanshun Army Cave, it's Brother Dao Wufeng Dao, this is the token."

Duanmu Tao turned over and took out a token engraved with the word 'soul', and handed it to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man stretched out his hand to take it, checked it, and confirmed that it was correct. He put it in his sleeve, nodded slightly, and looked up at Su Changkong: "According to the observation of this old man, the sword intent in your knowledge sea has not yet reached the level of Xiaocheng. Don't hold back when you enter the Wanshun Barracks, or come out if you can't hold on, or your life will be in danger!"

"I know." Su Changkong nodded.

Before he came here, Duanmu Tao had a general understanding of the Ten Thousand Souls Cave.

The so-called Ten Thousand Souls cave is a secret realm created by the Dayan royal family' Xia Yan family'. In the ten thousand soul cave, a large number of masters of the five qi have carved their own martial arts artistic conception in it.

Among them, there are not a few who have practiced the artistic conception of martial arts to the highest level!

There are few masters of the five qi, and those who can practice the artistic conception of martial arts to the highest level are one in ten.

However, the Dayan Dynasty was established for more than 2,000 to 3,000 years. During this process, there were also many top five-qi masters. Each of them will leave their own fist, sword, sword, etc. in the Wanshun cave. and so on completely different martial arts mood.

Over time, this cave of ten thousand souls has been formed. Those who enter it will be attacked and tempered by these martial arts moods. If you can stick to it for as long as possible, you can use this to hone your own martial arts mood, which will naturally benefit a lot!

And Su Changkong entered it, if he couldn't hold on, he could only come out, and his chance to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Cave this time was considered exhausted, so he had to try his best to stay in it for a while, not to waste this precious opportunity.

"Boom!"

The white-haired old man pressed the palm of his hand, and the thick stone door at the entrance of the cave made a rumbling sound, opening a gap.

"Go in... Remember, come out if you can't hold on, or you will worry about your life!"

The white-haired old man once again warned Su Changkong.

"Master Duanmu, I'll go in."

Su Changkong nodded, said hello to Duanmu Tao, and then stepped into the Ten Thousand Souls cave, and the old man closed the stone gate.

The white-haired old man was quite surprised and said to Duanmu Tao: "Xia Yan's family is actually willing to let an outsider enter the Wanshun cave?"

The white-haired old man had never heard of the name Dao Wufeng, and knew that this was not a warrior loyal to the Dayan Royal Family.

Duanmu Tao said: "Brother Knife... He is very extraordinary, and the royal family will make an exception to let him in."

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly, he said, "The old man is a little bit looking forward to it. According to the old man's perception, the sword intent in his sea of ​​knowledge is only a first step. Once he enters the Ten Thousand Souls cave, he can sharpen the sword intent. When it comes to Xiaocheng, it is already very good, and he can probably stick to it for half a month."

And Duanmu Tao also nodded, he also estimated so, he has seen Su Changkong take action more than once, Su Changkong's pseudo-magical power is very strong, and the swordsmanship is also at the level of ordinary five-qi masters.

Although Wanshun Military Cave is a place where you can sharpen the artistic conception of martial arts, it is similar to 'ripening' and 'hardening'. With that potential and talent, you can make rapid progress. Otherwise, if you can't learn it, you won't be able to learn it, and you will enter it again and again. Ten Thousand Souls Cavern, the effect is not great!

Duanmu Tao and the white-haired old man all knew that Su Changkong was extremely extraordinary. It was not bad to enter the Wansoul Cave once, save ten or twenty years of hard work, and sharpen the sword intent to a small achievement!

Naturally, Su Changkong didn't know what they were thinking. Su Changkong had already entered the Wanshun Army Cave. He walked along the passage and came to the inside of the Wanshun Army Cave, the center of the cave.

There was a wide square in front of him. Su Changkong saw pieces of spar. The material of these spar was unknown. There seemed to be swords and swords flowing. These spar had a human-shaped appearance, and there were thousands of them.

"Each spar...is it left by the master of the five qi who cultivated the artistic conception of martial arts?"

When Su Changkong saw this magnificent scene, he couldn't help but be amazed.

The accumulation of two or three thousand years has created the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Souls Cave!

Slowly he came to the very center of Wanshun Military Cave, where there was an open space, a round platform, Su Changkong sat cross-legged on the round platform, surrounded by pieces of transparent spar with shimmering light.

Other than that, everything was peaceful, everything seemed ordinary.

But Su Changkong knew that once he unleashed his sword intent, he would provoke the martial arts conception in the Wanshun cave to attack him. Danger to life!

"let's start!"

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his state to the peak, Su Changkong immediately prepared to start his training in the Ten Thousand Souls cave.

"Buzz!"

Su Changkong released the sword intent, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the sword intent trembled.

"Boom!"

As if being provoked, around the round platform where Su Changkong was, a piece of spar bloomed brightly.

"Shhhhhh!"

In a human-shaped spar, a tyrannical sword intent came to kill Su Changkong. This sword intent was sharp, upright, and indomitable. It was the sword intent left by a five-qi master who was good at swordsmanship.

Su Changkong did not hesitate, and immediately released the sword intent to resist.

"Clang clang clang!"

In the air, a series of golden and iron symphony exploded, and the sword qi and sword gang burst, as if two masters who were good at swordsmanship and swordsmanship were fighting.

Su Changkong concentrates his mind and does not dare to be careless. Although he has trained Wuqinxi to the level of pseudo-magical powers, his combat power can be called a great master, but his sword intent is also at the level of an ordinary Wuqi master. Sword Intent clashes with the various martial arts artistic conceptions in this Thousand Souls cave, and if he is careless, he will have to damage the sea of ​​consciousness and end this trip to the Ten Thousand Souls cave!

In the confrontation between Sword Intent and Sword Intent, Su Changkong, relying on his powerful potential and understanding, in his eyes, that Sword Intent turned into a man in white with a long sword.

"Clang clang clang!"

In the air, Su Changkong's sword intent turned into a 'swordsman in black', constantly fighting with the phantom of the white-robed man transformed by the sword intent.

Su Changkong was struggling a bit. The swordsmanship of the man in white was too fast and sharp, but every move returned to its original nature, with sturdiness and integrity. With his swordsmanship alone, Su Changkong could only draw a tie with him, or even slightly lose.

And when Su Changkong persisted for a while, the phantom of the man in white disintegrated and retracted into the spar.

But before Su Changkong could catch his breath, another spar shone with light, this time it was a martial art concept completely different from the sharp sword intent.

"It's a stick!"

After colliding with it several times, Su Changkong probably felt the type of the martial arts conception, and by means of the means of transforming the mind into the shape, the powerful understanding, in his eyes, the originally illusory stick intent, actually turned into a hand-held. Bald man with long stick.

Every move of the other party, sweeping, smashing, all kinds of changes and trajectories are clearly visible in his eyes!

When other people enter the Ten Thousand Souls cave, they can only roughly perceive the types of martial arts artistic conception, and rely on their own martial arts artistic conception to collide with them and sharpen them.

But Su Changkong was different. The comprehension brought by his terrifying potential value allowed him to see the origin of these martial arts moods at a glance.

This kind of feeling is like fighting face-to-face with those masters who have left martial arts artistic conception, crossing the limitations of time and space!

Su Changkong's saber intent manifested as the phantom of the 'black-clothed swordsman' holding a long saber, constantly fighting fiercely with the bald man transformed by the stick intent.

On the other hand, Su Changkong also quickly realized the subtlety and characteristics of the bald man's stick technique, understood it, and constantly absorbed its advantages into his own sword technique.

Su Changkong's current potential value is as high as 78 points. Compared with Shenbing Mountain Villa, he can practice martial arts to the level of pseudo-magic powers, which belongs to the level of peerless evildoers!

To Su Changkong, these martial arts artistic conceptions in the Wansoul Cave are like famous teachers, teaching him face-to-face without reservation, and he is also talented and savvy.

After some hard fighting, the black-clothed swordsman persisted for a while under the attack of the bald man, but the bald man did not continue to attack and retracted into the spar.

Without waiting for Su Changkong to breathe too much, another human-shaped spar shines brightly, and the artistic conception of martial arts in it recovers, attacking Su Changkong!

In Su Changkong's feeling, in a short period of time, he was confronted with five completely different martial arts concepts. He only needed to hold on for a while, and these martial arts concepts would automatically dissipate, which was tempering him.

And when the fifth martial arts artistic conception disappeared, the stone platform he was on burst into light, isolating the surrounding spar.

This is the rest time. In the Wanshun Barracks, every time an attack is carried out, it is a time to rest, and when the next day comes, it will be greeted with a more ferocious attack!

In this Ten Thousand Souls cave, there are thousands of Five Qi Grandmasters who have left their own martial arts artistic conception, including ordinary Five Qi Grandmasters, and some who have practiced the martial arts conception to a small degree and a great achievement!

And as time goes by, the awakened Martial Dao artistic conception attack in the Wanshun cave will be more ferocious, and the intensity will gradually increase until the martial artist who has been honed in it can't bear it!

It may be easy at first, but as time goes by, even Duanmu Tao, who has mastered the sword intent, will find it difficult to persevere.

Su Changkong sat cross-legged, recovering his energy. He kept reminiscing about the battle with the five martial arts concepts today, and constantly deduced the method to break their offensive.

On the second day, the protection around the stone platform disappeared, and in the spar, the sword intent manifested again, turning into a man in white with a long sword, killing Su Changkong.

"Hundreds of refining swordsmanship... perseverance, perseverance into steel, upright and unbending!"

But this time, Su Changkong became more relaxed, just because his swordsmanship was constantly improving, and for the second time, Su Changkong gradually understood the swordsmanship that the man in white was good at, as well as his swordsmanship. specialty.

This time, the man in white's attack was more ferocious, and the attack time was longer than yesterday, but Su Changkong persevered more easily than yesterday!

The characteristics of his sword intent were gradually realized by Su Changkong.

The man in white disappeared, and the bald-headed strong man who manifested the sense of the stick did not allow Su Changkong to catch his breath.

"The magic stick method, open and close, and sweep away the demons with one breath!"

The second time they confronted him, with what he learned yesterday, Su Changkong also found out the characteristics of his stick skills and stick skills, until after a period of time, the bald man disappeared in front of Su Changkong's eyes.

A series of five martial arts artistic conceptions took turns to attack Su Changkong, but they were all resisted by Su Changkong.

After the second round of the offensive, the light curtain rose around the stone platform, and it was time to rest. Su Changkong recovered his worn-out sword intent, and at the same time he began to digest today's gains, thinking about ways to overcome the five martial arts moods.

"Hundred refinement of sword intent, it is easy to break if it is too hard. I need to break it with strength against strength!"

"The intention of subduing the devil is more than sturdy, but there is no room for manoeuvre. I need to use chocolate to overcome it!"

Su Changkong sat cross-legged, constantly deducing the method of cracking in his mind, and taking advantage of it, perfecting his sword technique and strengthening his sword intent.

The method of cutting iron swords (11% shocking the world in 10 realms), the method of cutting iron swords (12% shocking the world in 10 realms)...

Su Changkong's knife skills were improving at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

Time came to the third day, the light curtain dissipated, and in the surrounding spar, the sword intent rushed out again, and turned into a man in white with a long sword. on him.

At the very beginning of the battle, Su Changkong was evenly matched at best, but after the first two battles, Su Changkong had already figured out the swordsmanship and sword intent of the man in white, while the man in white was only transformed by the intent of the sword, and did not know how to learn it. ,progress.

The swordsman in black, transformed by the meaning of the sword, turned with a long knife, tearing the air, fighting fast, fighting against the strong!

"Crack!"

In just three rounds, with the sound of cracking, the long sword in the hand of the man in white was cut off by the long knife, and the blade slid across an arc, passing over the neck of the man in white.

"laugh!"

The figure of the man in white became blurred, and he retracted into the spar, and the spar containing the sword intent became dim, and it took a long time to make the sword intent manifest. .

A spar next to it shone, and the stick in it condensed into a burly bald man.

"To deal with this demon-subduing stick, we need to overcome rigidity with softness and try to incorporate whip technique into sword technique."

Su Changkong once again faced the enemy, but this time he used softness to overcome the rigid. Su Changkong's iron-cutting saber technique was not what it used to be. When he was at Shenbing Villa, he fought with the divine will of innate warriors who were good at all kinds of weapons. Whether it is whip technique, knife technique, sword technique or stick technique, he incorporates their characteristics into the technique of swordsmanship, and changes as he wishes!

"Shhhhhh!"

The swordsman in black wielded a long sword weak and boneless, wrapping around and beating, making it obviously difficult for the bald-headed man to parry.

Between several moves, the long knife swept through the room, wrapped and tightened his head, tearing it apart, and the bald-headed strong man transformed by the stick immediately dissipated!

"What I have to do... is to defeat all the martial arts wills in this Wansoul cave! My sword is stronger than any of them!"

Su Changkong looked at the next opponent transformed by Martial Dao's will, and there was Sen Han's sword intent shining in his eyes.

In this cave of ten thousand souls, there are thousands of martial arts masters who have left behind their own martial arts wills, many of whom have practiced their martial arts wills to the fullest and perfected, and as time goes by, these martial arts wills will gradually recover, One more enemy!

Su Changkong's greatest advantage is undoubtedly his extraordinary potential and his savvy understanding. In such an environment, he is making rapid progress almost every day.

In only three days, the will of the five martial arts at the beginning was completely defeated by him!

Chopping Iron Sword (30% shocking)

And Su Changkong clearly felt that the sword intent was stronger than before!

In the blink of an eye, it has been a week since Su Changkong entered the Ten Thousand Souls Grotto. Su Changkong has withstood seven rounds of Martial Dao will attacks, and constantly perfected his swordsmanship and sharpened his swordsmanship from the confrontation with them.

But gradually, Su Changkong became more and more exhausted!

"No... I fight against these martial arts wills every day. Although I have time to rest, my saber will wear and recovery simply can't keep up!"

Su Changkong secretly said.

Su Changkong's saber-shaped blade in the sea of ​​​​knowledge became damaged and full of gaps. When it collided with other martial arts wills, his saber intention was also worn out and wounded, and he needed time to warm up and rest.

But it didn't take that long. Every day, he had to endure a round of Martial Dao will attacks before he had time to rest. In such a short period of time, it was very difficult for the sword intent to reach its peak again. It was like a wheel battle. After the more difficult!

If this continued, Su Changkong felt that if he persisted for a few days and a week, he would have to give up because of the wear and tear of the sword intent.

"Knife raising technique... I use sword raising technique to warm up my saber intent and let it quickly recover to its peak."

Soon Su Changkong thought of the sword raising technique he had mastered.

The sword raising technique, which is used to store the sword energy, was of great help to Su Changkong at the beginning. When condensing the sword gang, it also relied on the sword raising technique.

Now Su Changkong feels that his lost sword intent is difficult to recover in a short period of time, so he tries to warm up his sword intent by raising the sword so that it can recover quickly!

The five qi of the human body can be circulated endlessly when they are returned to the sea of ​​consciousness!

In Su Changkong's Sea of ​​Consciousness, the five qi attributed to the Sea of ​​Consciousness entangled the faint sword intent, and kept nourishing it with the skill of raising swords.

"Buzz!"

This made Su Changkong's sword intent squeak with excitement, as if immersed in a hot spring.

It is like a tempered knife, becoming stronger and sharper.

"Sure enough!" Su Changkong's spirit was lifted!

"continue!"

The corner of Su Changkong's mouth drew a radian, as long as his sword intent could recover during the rest time, and would not be consumed or knocked down by the wheel battle, he believed that his progress was enough to cope with the stronger and stronger rounds of grinding!

"Huh? It's been 20 days, can Dao Wufeng persist?"

Outside the Ten Thousand Souls cave, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man who was guarding outside.

Originally, according to the estimation of the white-haired old man, with Su Changkong's blade intent, he could last for half a month at most, and if he hone his blade intent to the point of being a small success, he would give up because the blade intent would continue to be damaged and unable to recover. It's been 20 days!

The white-haired old man faintly realized that this Dao Wufeng might be more enchanting than he imagined!

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I had insomnia last night, and I drank two cans of Red Bull during the day, but I couldn’t lift my spirits. My brain was dizzy. Today is just one chapter o(╥﹏╥)o, and the supplements have been supplementing, these days it’s 10,000 a day Updated o(╥﹏╥)o of two thousand characters