Chapter 361
"You..."
When the Drunken Swordsman heard Zhang Yuan's words, he felt a sweetness in his throat and was about to spit out a stream of blood.
Fortunately, Jiu Jianxian had a deep cultivation base and swallowed the blood in his throat. He coughed twice and asked, "Ahem...boy, who taught you to cultivate immortality?"
Zhang Yuan: "My grandmother."
"Your grandmother?"
Jiu Jianxian was stunned, and then a golden light flashed in his eyes. He looked into Zhang Yuan's room and soon saw Hua Muyue sitting cross-legged in another bedroom. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Is it her?"
Zhang Yuan: "Senior, do you know my grandmother?"
Jiu Jianxian came back to his senses and said, "I can't say I know her. I just resurrected her once because someone asked me to."
"Resurrected my grandmother..."
Zhang Yuan instantly grasped the key point in Jiu Jianxian's words and said, "Was my grandmother killed by a god in the abyss, and then you saved her?"
Yesterday, my grandmother said that she was saved by the magic weapon of Qingfeng Taoist. Now that I think about it carefully, Qingfeng Taoist, who was killed by a god with a palm, may not have such great power.
It would be more reasonable for Jiu Jianxian to rescue her.
Grandma must have misunderstood.
Jiu Jianxian nodded and said, "Well, her master, Qingfeng Taoist, is also a brilliant god-forsaken person. He successfully transcended the calamity and ascended to heaven seventy years ago. I was supposed to lead him into the realm of gods, but I was blocked by several upper gods from the Pantheon on the way."
"When I repelled those upper gods and rushed to the ascension site, Qingfeng Taoist had been beaten to death by Michael, the main god of the Pantheon."
"I gathered the last trace of his remaining thoughts in the world, and learned that his last wish was to protect Hua Muyue, so I suppressed him after Michael took action. When Hua Muyue was in trouble, I rescued her. "
"Michael didn't kill Hua Muyue for my sake, but he still cut off Hua Muyue's possibility of becoming a god and confined her to Xihu City. Because of the new God King behind Michael, I can't push it any further, otherwise I will anger the Pantheon and Hua Muyue will not survive."
"Michael... Pantheon..." Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. When he sneaked into the God King's dream with Lezi God before, he happened to meet Michael and a main god of the demon world who also sneaked into the Sleeping Palace to look for the Stone of Nothingness.
It can be said that the awakening of the old God King Ariel and his and Lezi God's danger have a lot to do with Michael!
Zhang Yuan didn't expect that Michael had actually attacked his grandmother and even restricted her to this day.
This time, Zhang Yuan also marked Michael for death.
Jiujianxian didn't know that Zhang Yuan had already started to plan how to hunt the Lord God, so he said, "Boy, the reason why I didn't teach you to cultivate immortality before was mainly because you have already achieved great success in the professional world, and becoming a god-forsaken person will make you stand on the opposite side of the gods in the divine world, so I don't think it's necessary to drag you into the trap."
"But now that you have embarked on this path, I have nothing to worry about. Now I will give you a good fortune."
After the voice fell, Jiujianxian pinched a spell, and then a golden light flew out of his fingertips and shot into Zhang Yuan's forehead.
Then a brand new method emerged in Zhang Yuan's mind.
Jiujianxian said: "The skill I gave you is called 'Sword God Jue'. It is a skill I created after I ascended to the godhood. It is enough for you to practice to the Golden Immortal... which is equivalent to the realm of the middle god."
"This skill can be practiced together with other skills, complementing each other and achieving twice the result with half the effort."
"However, my skill is obscure and difficult to understand. Talent alone is not enough. You must study it every day and study it every month before you can get started... Once this skill is mastered, it is easy to move mountains and fill the sea, and turn the world upside down."
As soon as Jiujianxian finished speaking, new information popped up on Zhang Yuan's panel.
[It is detected that the god-level skill "Sword God Jue" and the legendary skill "Sixteen-character Qingfeng Jue" can be merged. Do you want to merge them into a new skill? 】
Zhang Yuan was listening to what Jiu Jianxian said, and suddenly saw a new message pop up on his panel, and immediately said: "Yes."
Jiu Jianxian nodded with satisfaction after hearing Zhang Yuan's answer, and said: "Yes, although you have achieved great success as a professional, you are still a newcomer on the road of cultivation, and you should always be humble. I hope that one day, I can see you integrate my sword god skills and create new skills."
[Fusion successful, obtain the new skill "Qingfeng Sword God Skill", and the realm is upgraded to the middle stage of foundation building. 】
Boom!
Zhang Yuan's momentum rose sharply, and then the Qingfeng Sword God Skill circulated in his body, guiding the elemental power between heaven and earth to run in the meridians.
[Qingfeng Sword God Skill reaches the third level, unlocking 30% of the skill effect. 】
[Endless breeze: The breeze is coming, and life is endless, without active guidance, the technique will operate autonomously, and all experience points gained can be doubled and converted into realm experience. 】
[Picking the wind into a sword: The wind elements between heaven and earth can all be transformed into flying swords. 】
The Drunken Sword Immortal, who was talking freely, found that Zhang Yuan suddenly broke through from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building. He was stunned and the smile on his face completely froze.
What's going on?
Before he could react, Zhang Yuan activated the wind element, and then the breeze blowing around him turned into invisible flying swords, surging with sharp sword intent.
When Jiu Jianxian saw this scene, his expression changed completely, and he asked immediately: "Boy, what kind of mental method is this? It's not the Sword God Technique, how come it has some of the charm of my Sword God Technique?"
Zhang Yuan replied: "I just merged your Sword God Technique with my grandmother's 16-character Qingfeng Technique. Now the new skill is called Qingfeng Sword God Technique. I just learned this skill."
Jiu Jianxian: "..."
Zhang Yuan spread his palm, and the wind element gathered into a sword in his palm. Then he smiled at Jiu Jianxian: "How is it? Picking the wind into a sword, cool, right?"
Jiu Jianxian's mouth twitched fiercely, and veins on his forehead bulged. In the end, he resisted the urge to swear and snorted coldly: "Huh! Flashy stuff! Compared with this seat, it's still far behind!"
After the voice fell, Jiu Jianxian flicked his sleeves, and then the whole person turned into the breeze and disappeared.
"Just leave like that?" Zhang Yuan was stunned, then looked at the wind sword in his hand, and murmured: "Could it be that my flashy skills made him angry?"
"Indeed... You can't just be handsome on the road to cultivation, you have to be pragmatic. You are worthy of being the Drunken Sword Immortal, you see it clearly."
At the same time, in a dangerous place.
Wang Haoran finally climbed up the cliff with the boulder and Ye Qingsong on his back, but before he had time to catch his breath, he saw the Drunken Sword Immortal standing in front of him.
Wang Haoran immediately saluted the Drunken Sword Immortal: "Master, I have completed today's training!"
"Humph! Too slow! Go to the bottom and climb again!"
The Drunken Sword Immortal snorted coldly and kicked Wang Haoran off the cliff.
Ye Qingsong jumped down from the boulder in a hurry. He listened to Wang Haoran's screams gradually fading away, and asked Jiu Jianxian with lingering fear: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"
"Look at what kind of students you have accepted? Get off too!"
Jiu Jianxian glared at Ye Qingsong fiercely, and a gust of wind blew around, blowing Ye Qingsong off the cliff.
Ye Qingsong's screams also echoed in the cliffs. Jiu Jianxian sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, spread out his palms, and the wind element gathered in his palms, gradually condensing into a small wind sword.
"Picking the wind into a sword... seems a bit cool."
Jiu Jianxian's muttering drifted with the wind in this dangerous place.