sword from heaven

Chapter 216 Magic Eye (fourth update)
This time, he suffered a serious injury and gained a lot. He found that the more injured he was, the more potential he could unleash.

This is especially true after practicing the Nine-Revolution Wheel of Life and Death and the Sutra of No Life.

He was looking forward to being able to step into the realm of the sword emperor, and only then would he truly step into the peak.

There are very few sword gods in the world, some say they do exist, some say they don't, but no matter what, as the sword emperor, he is already able to move freely.

I don't even have to worry about which hall to go back to Tianyue Mountain, it doesn't matter which hall, the Sword Emperor is the strongest force.

If you don't step into the Sword Emperor, you will be one level behind.

"Are you going to Perishing God Mountain now?" Zhou Lingshu hesitated.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Master, hasn't Tianmei already retreated?"

"Although we are retreating for the time being, who knows if it is a plan to slow down?" Zhou Lingshu frowned and said, "We have to be on guard."

She looked at Song Yunge: "In terms of understanding and feeling for Tianmei, you are number one."

"Could it be that without him, our Da Luo City will be finished?" Mei Ying said unconvinced: "Mr. Army, isn't it so evil?"

Zhou Lingshu glanced at her lightly.

Mei Ying stuck out her tongue.

The military master's majesty was really unusual, and this glance made him startled, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Song Yunge said: "Then wait a little longer."

"Let's recuperate well first, and then we'll talk after heals up." Zhou Lingshu said, "I'll go first."

She waved her hand and drifted away.

All the girls breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Lingshu stood here, even if he didn't speak, he was under great pressure, so that they didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Song Yunge jumped up and went to a nearby mountain.

The mountain peak seemed to be cut by a huge knife, and half of it was cut off from the mountainside. Although it was not as smooth as a mirror, it was flat.

After seeing the newly turned soil and trees, they knew it was caused by Song Yunge. They were amazed, but they didn't know what kind of power it was that had such power.

Song Yunge looked at the surrounding scene with lingering fear.

Fortunately, I saw this valley in advance, and then hid in it. If I really wanted to escape, I'm afraid there would be no bones left.

No matter how powerful the Nine Turns of the Wheel of Life and Death and the Sutra of No Life are, without a body, the soul can rely on it, and death is inevitable.

"Let's go." Just as Song Yunge was about to leave, Feng Jin's figure floated in the distance, along with Gu Jingyin.

Seeing them coming, everyone left one after another.

Feng Jin ran over and looked him up and down: "Are you all right?"

"Senior brother, why are you here?"

"How can I not come!" Feng Jin said with a downcast face, "Be brave in everything, take risks in everything, when will you change your temper!"

Song Yunge nodded helplessly.

Feng Jin still didn't let him go, and he scolded him so much that Song Yunge had no choice but to bite the bullet and change the topic several times without being able to change the topic.

Song Yunge could only move forward slowly, walking towards Da Luo City, with his left ear going in and his right ear coming out.

Gu Jingyin pursed her lips and smiled lowly, silently.

Song Yunge has been taken care of by Feng Jin since he was a child. He is also a brother and a father. He can only bear with Feng Jin's nagging.

He walked faster and faster, and his Qinggong became faster and faster.

Feng Jin followed him closely, exhorting and complaining non-stop, admonishing him never to do this again, otherwise he would die in the end.

Gu Jingyin couldn't listen anymore, so she hurriedly helped to divert the conversation.

When we returned to Da Luo City, Da Luo City was full of joy. Although it still hadn't returned to its original bustle and bustle, it had greatly improved compared to the previous lifelessness and depression.

Song Yunge showed a smile.

This gave him a sense of accomplishment, and finally his hard work was not in vain.

As soon as he entered the city, he hurriedly bid farewell to Feng Jin and went back to his Shichang Mansion. Zhuo Xiaowan and the other three daughters were already in the martial arts training ground, fighting in a group with shadowy swords.

Yang Yunyan has already stepped into the Sword Marquis, and Sun Xiyue has stepped into the Sword Master. Although Sun Xiyue is still too weak, she has made great progress compared to before.

He stood aside and watched for a while, then suddenly pulled out Shuxue Sword and joined the battle group, dealing with the three women with one man.

He kept changing his moves, all kinds of swordsmanship, saber technique and even palm boxing technique were integrated into one, complicated and varied.

Even Zhuo Xiaowan felt restrained and uncomfortable, as if his moves were endless and varied.

This kind of change is not the kind of Dayan Sword Art that changes according to a certain law, but is truly irregular, sudden and strange.

It didn't take long for the three girls to be unable to catch them, and they backed away one after another. Song Yunge was relentless and pressed hard every step of the way, putting them in a precarious and fragile situation, always pressing their heartstrings and stimulating their potential.

"Cough." With a light cough, Zhou Lingshu was already standing aside, his red robe fluttering.

Song Yunge retreated, returned the sword to its sheath, and walked towards the hall.

Zhou Lingshu nodded to the three girls who were saluting, and followed Song Yunge into the hall.

The three girls breathed a sigh of relief, and they all felt relaxed and free, and the world in front of them became extraordinarily beautiful.

"How did senior brother Song learn so many sword skills?" Sun Xiyue was very curious. She felt that her understanding of sword skills had improved to a higher level, and a radical change had taken place.

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly.

Yang Yunyan smiled and said: "He has a good memory, he can remember it after seeing it once, and he learned the sword moves secretly."

"It's really amazing to be able to use the sword that I learned secretly to such a power!" Sun Xiyue sighed.

Song Yunge and Zhou Lingshu sat in the grand master's chairs in the hall.

"Master, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but what's the matter?" Song Yunge said.

"Yes, there is something to do." Zhou Lingshu said: "If you want to travel to a foreign land, you'd better go deeper."

Song Yunge frowned.

Zhou Lingshu said: "This time you are not going by yourself, the two of us will go together."

"Huh—?" Song Yunge said, "What do you want to do in a foreign land?"

"They want to destroy the Heaven-Suppressing Formation through blood sacrifice, and we have to return it."

"Why?"

"I got a treasure from the sect, and I want to send it to a foreign land to change the environment of the foreign land."

Song Yunge looked at her curiously.

She took out a ball from her sleeve, the size of a baby's fist, and it was as black as ink, as if it could absorb the surrounding light. As soon as she cast her eyes, she was attracted, her eyes were pitch black, and she was so drowsy that she was about to faint.

Song Yunge's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked away.

The gaze brightened the hall suddenly, as if a few torches had been added suddenly.

Song Yunge snorted: "What a powerful thing!"

"This is a thing hidden in the sect, called the magic eye."

"It's really weird."

Song Yunge felt that his spirit was being torn away. This black ball was weird and powerful, and he had to guard against it.

"Besides devouring the spirit, what else is there?"

"Through a unique mental method, you can make it your own eyes and see everything around you." Zhou Lingshu said slowly: "I want to put it in the distance and monitor the surroundings."

"How far can it get you?"

"Anywhere within a hundred miles."

"Hundred miles..." Song Yunge was speechless: "Can you see the situation hundreds of miles away through it?"

Zhou Lingshu nodded with a smile.

"What a powerful treasure!" Song Yunge said, "It's just that you can't keep staring at it, right?"

"It can sense by itself, and once it senses the immovable breath of the great day, it will notify me."

"...is it really so miraculous?" Song Yunge felt that this was impossible, since it was a dead thing after all.

Zhou Lingshu said: "So in order to be infused with the immovable breath of the Tathagata, at least one day must be poured in!"

"We have to catch a few Tianmei, let them input their skills, last for a day, and then go hundreds of miles away to let them go."

"Exactly."

(End of this chapter)