Chapter 951 Invite the Lord of the Galaxy!
If he was calm before, the breakthrough of the late eighth realm is relatively long, and it is normal that there has been no breakthrough in 100,000 years. Moreover, he himself had run a Taoist temple earlier, and he handled all the trivial matters, so he had no time to concentrate on cultivation. He was also cleaning up.
But in the past tens of thousands of years in Yingshan clan, although he also recruited a disciple, the degree of busyness was very different from before. However, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, there was still no breakthrough. He couldn't help but feel a strong sense of loss. Looking at the sky full of stars, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he murmured: "Have I seen the end of the limit of this life?"
"Guest of Galaxy!"
"Guest of Galaxy!"
Just as he was in a trance, a guest came to visit the place of practice of the Lord of Galaxy. It was the guest of the mad knife who had met the Lord of Galaxy several times.
"It turned out to be the guest of the mad knife!" The Lord of Galaxy also stood up and said.
"Don't be polite, don't be polite, I came here to trouble you this time!" The guest official of the Crazy Blade smiled generously, and was quite polite in every move. There was no other way. The Lord of the Galaxy was not only the master of the young master of the Yingshan family, but the three people who came with him were also extraordinary, and their friendship was deep. The news that Chu Xun asked for swordsmanship for the Nine-Curved Sword Master had already spread.
"Oh?" The Lord of the Galaxy looked at him in surprise.
"Haha, it's a trouble, but it's actually a trivial matter for you!" The guest official of the Crazy Blade was not polite, and directly stated the purpose of this trip. It turned out that there was a forbidden chaos area near the real hanging island, and some treasures were born in it. It happened that he discovered a new treasure land.
Originally, he was going to explore by himself, but there were some fierce creatures in it that were difficult for him to deal with alone, and he was afraid that there were other dangers hidden in it, so he wanted to invite three or two people to go together, and now he asked the Lord of the Galaxy if he had time.
"Forbidden chaos zone!" The Lord of the Galaxy whispered softly. This was not the first time he had walked out of the outside world, so he knew these places. For cultivators below the eighth realm, the natural places were forbidden areas. If they set foot in them, they would die. For cultivators of the eighth realm, there were dangers but also opportunities. These places were often the early stages of the formation of a continent, in chaos.
There were often some important mineral veins and treasures hidden inside. Many cultivators of the eighth realm explored them. If they were not cultivating in the Yingshan clan, the three of them would also go to this place.
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Half a day later.
The Lord of the Galaxy came to the Sutra Library, but was told by Yingshan Qingyan that the master was in seclusion. However, Yingshan Qingyan also knew the relationship between this uncle and the master. When he was about to wake up the master, the Lord of the Galaxy shook his head and refused.
I wanted to see if Chu Xun and Jiuqu Jianzun had time, so that we could go together to take care of each other. However, Jiuqu Jianzun was practicing swordsmanship in seclusion. Chu Xun gave the sword manuals he obtained to Jiuqu Jianzun after reading them. He gained something from reading them, but he didn't expect Chu Xun to be in seclusion as well.
When he returned to the place of practice, his original hesitation turned into certainty. Everyone was moving forward, Jiuqu Jianzun was in seclusion, Chu Xun was growing rapidly, and only he stayed where he was. If he simply closed his eyes, he would never catch up. This was one of the few shortcuts that gave him hope.
A few days later.
Several long rainbows.
Flying away from Yingshan clan.
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In the blink of an eye.
It was five thousand years.
In the Sutra Library, a young man in a green shirt who closed his eyes and rested his mind slowly opened his warm eyes, but there was a slight tremor around him. A green vine sword that was shining with a bright light was trembling with joy. The owner was enlightened, and it also followed to nourish the spirituality that had been born now.
"You!" Chu Xun also smiled slightly, and naturally sensed the fluctuation of the weapon spirit in the Qingteng Sword. Although he was still young and in his infancy, he was particularly close to him, and turned into a swaying green rainbow surrounding his body.
"What should the twelfth style be called!" Chu Xun whispered softly. This retreat made him realize the twelfth style of swordsmanship in its entirety. He had thoughts before the retreat, and this thought was continuously developed after the retreat. In the middle, branches were born, leading to different directions of swordsmanship.
In this continuous perception and harvest, he determined the complete veins of the twelfth style, and with more than a thousand years of improvement, it was not fully born until this moment. This twelfth style of swordsmanship not only kneaded his previous characteristics, but also absorbed the essence of several nine-level sword classics.
Chu Xun didn't know how powerful the real swordsmanship was, but he was confident that he could compete with Jiuqu Sword Master, and he felt that few ordinary eight-level peaks could block this sword!
"Since I realized it in Yingshan Clan, and I have received the kindness of the head of Yingshan Clan, let's call it... Yingshan Sword Style!" Another reason why it is called 'Yingshan Sword Style' is that Chu Xun planned to place this style in the Sutra Library of Yingshan Clan before leaving, which can be regarded as not letting down the hospitality of Yingshan Clan over the years.
"Boo~!"
As he walked out of the retreat, Yingshan Qingyan also noticed it at the first time. When he opened his eyes and looked, he showed joy and said, "Master, by the way, Uncle Xinghe came here before, and saw that Master was in retreat and left again!"
"Deputy Dean Xinghe!" Chu Xun murmured in surprise. He did not notice that the Lord of Xinghe contacted him specially with a slight perception. It must be something unimportant. If it was something important, they both had a way to contact him directly, and they could receive the news even when they were in enlightenment.
"Let's go out for a walk!" Chu Xun said in a good mood. He has been making progress every day in the Yingshan Clan for tens of thousands of years. Whether it is the formation or the swordsmanship, he has made great gains now, so he is in a very good mood.
"Buzz!"
The consciousness also dispersed, exploring in the direction of the Lord of the Galaxy and the Nine-Bend Sword Master. The Lord of the Galaxy was not in Yingshan Clan, but the Nine-Bend Sword Master was in retreat. He hesitated for a moment and did not disturb the other party. Instead, he said: "Speaking of which, I have been in Yingshan Clan for tens of thousands of years, living in the Sutra Library all day, and I have not been around Yingshan Clan. Today, you can take me for a walk!"
"Okay!" Yingshan Qingyan's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Master, I went out a few times during the years you were in retreat, and found that my Yingshan Clan is really big. Many places are completely the pavilions of the immortal caves. It is amazing to enter. There are also some places where the food is particularly delicious. I want to take Master to taste it. Taste.
Chu Xun smiled slightly. When he first came to the Hanging Island, he looked down at the Yingshan clan from the outside and sensed the special world inside. A mansion hides endless creatures, no less than a paradise, and there are many magnificent scenes. However, it is not convenient to explore too deeply when he first came, so he left.
Although Yingshan Longyu also invited him to walk together, he was rejected. Now he is free and in the mood to stroll around the Yingshan clan, so he and his apprentice walked leisurely in the clan. Their every move is of course watched by others. Those eight-level elders of the Yingshan clan are even more afraid that their descendants will provoke the two. During this period, they especially restrained the clan members and expelled them if they dared to cause trouble.