Swordsman of the World

Chapter 132
"Shenmu Pavilion? Hmph, the name sounds nice, but it's actually the place where the lowest threshold is for training the Wood Spirits." Mo Xiaolang said indifferently.

"The day after you didn't come back, I couldn't help but go out, and found that some people were recruiting young talents from various tribes of the Wood Spirit Clan. After passing the test of strength, they could enter the Shenmu Pavilion."

"I thought, many teenagers who came here are the same as me, there is no difference, so I went boldly."

"Guess what?" Mo Xiaolang continued with a smile: "I was selected, ranked fifth, hehe, my current clothes, look, there are embroidered and embroidered branches and leaves of the god tree, and the status is higher than ordinary clothes. The people of the family are a little taller."

"My status is higher, and I have heard more news. I know that you have not mixed into the slave hunting team, and that something happened, but you came back alive. I have visited you twice, and you are in a coma."

"No, when I heard that you were fine, I hurried to see you."

After listening to Mo Xiaolang's words, Yang Dong couldn't laugh or cry. This kid also has his own opportunity, of course, the premise is that he speaks fluent Wenchuan dialect without arousing suspicion.

Moreover, Mo Xiaolang's personality is relatively outgoing, and he is easy to get along with when in contact with people.

Yang Dong reminded: "You have to be careful, don't let your feet slip, and you have to take good care of Xu Xiu and Mu Yurou, the mother and daughter."

Mo Xiaolang waved his hand and said: "I see, I have dragged their mother and daughter into the cave, everything will be fine. But you, have you found a way to leave?"

Yang Dong nodded: "If there is a way to guide you, you can go."

"How do I get this guide? Is it easy?" Mo Xiaolang asked seriously, Yang Dong shook his head, expressing that it was not easy.

"Hey, isn't that useless? How long are you going to be locked up?"

"Three months." Yang Dong was quite helpless.

Mo Xiaolang bit his lip and said anxiously: "Three months, how am I going to live? You have been imprisoned for five days, and I have been hungry for three days. I don't know where to find food. Xu Xiu's mother and daughter also want to eat. .”

Yang Dong was very depressed, he had forgotten that Mo Xiaolang was still young, it might be okay to let him fight, but it was obviously difficult to fill his stomach.

And he won't adapt to life in the wood spirit tribe.

Yang Dong touched his waist pocket, handed over ten Bigu Pills, and said, "There are only ten left, and you have to find a way by yourself."

Mo Xiaolang was overjoyed, grabbed the Bigu Pill, and said: "Hey, brother, how precious you are."

"Ah? Someone is here. In short, you should find a way to get out as soon as possible. This is the prison where the wood spirit clan's own people are held. There is no one guarding it. Oh yes, and this is here for you." Mo Xiaolang dropped a sentence , left in a hurry.

Seeing that he dropped a pile of papers and left, Yang Dong took a look and found that it was the pronunciation of every word in Daoyi Wen in Tadpole Wen.

Yang Dong was overjoyed and hurriedly put it away.

After Mo Xiaolang left, Yang Dong saw someone he knew coming, Yun Mengluo.

The arrival of Yun Mengluo surprised Yang Dong, and he spoke first: "Miss Yun has something to do with me? Is there another fight? I don't dare to do it again."

"You won't allow me to pass by?" Yun Mengluo asked back.

Yang Dong smiled lightly: "You are already standing at the door of my cell, and you still say to find someone else?"

Yun Mengluo waved her hands boredly, and said, "Okay, I'm here to find you. I recommend you to join Yege, so that you can leave here early. How about it? Are you interested?"

"Yege? Sorry, I'm not interested." Yang Dong immediately refused.

"Hey, why are you so ungrateful?" Yun Mengluo was very surprised that he refused her invitation.

"I just don't want to rob and kill slaves anymore, let me be an ordinary person." Yang Dong was too lazy to talk to her, so he made up an excuse to prevaricate her.

He didn't want to make friends with any of these wood spirit tribes living in the underground world, and even harbored emotions and hatred towards them.

Yang Dong hates the behavior of killing the whole family, enslaving the innocent, and driving people away from their homes for personal gain.

Because the Yangjiabao, Huaishui City, and Sishui City where he lived were all ravaged by demon cultivators back then, and that's how he lost his home.

Although the Wood Spirits are human beings, their behavior is no different from those brutal demon cultivators, so Yang Dong dislikes them very much.

"What?" Yun Mengluo made a sudden move, intending to help Yang Dong, but in the end he turned his back on him, which made her very unhappy.

She frowned and muttered as she walked, "What are you robbing and killing slaves? We spent a lot of spiritual resources to trade those slaves."

After Yunmengluo left, Yang Dong immediately took out the pronunciation of the Daoyi characters in "Ancient Immortals and Gods Nian Dafa" that Mo Xiaolang had translated for him.

"皃..." Yang Dong read while reading.

"Bah..."

"矵..."

An hour later, he memorized the pronunciation of all the characters one by one, and he knew them by heart, and then took out the golden page.

The first word was read as 'clip'. As soon as he read it, he immediately felt a shock, and a special force of divine will impacted his brain.

The blow made his clothes rumble, and then with a bang, he was knocked into the air, yes, by a page of a book.

When Yang Dong woke up, he found that his head was very heavy and he was very unconscious.

He stood up in a daze, looked at the dim light outside the cage, and slowly sat down on the stone bench of the prison, and it took a long time to recover.

He saw food beside the stone pillar of the cage, he sighed, brought it over, and ate up the cold food.

While eating, Yang Dong recalled what happened just now, he just said a word, Nima was knocked into the air and hit the wall to death, and now his lower back still hurts faintly.

But what surprised Yang Dong was that his mental will was much stronger, it was a miracle.

After he practiced the "Tai Shang Chapter", his spiritual sense improved very quickly, but he only read a single word while holding the golden book page, which was equivalent to the previous few months of painstaking "Tai Shang Chapter".

what's the problem?

Yang Dong couldn't figure it out, because this was something that belonged to the "Ancient Immortals and Divine Thoughts Dafa", and it was also mixed with tadpole texts. There are vernacular and moral texts in the tadpole texts.

Yang Dong stopped practicing, he was afraid that he would be bounced away next time, if the impact force was stronger, he would be killed.

With nothing to do, Yang Dong simply practiced the "Nine Turns of the Stars Jue" set of exercises.

Because he felt something in the desert, he realized the profound meaning of the exercises again, and practiced three times in one cycle, which made his cultivation speed increase a lot, which can be said to be a qualitative change!

Feeling the continuous power of stars in the universe, both sword souls have benefited, especially the devouring sword soul, which has faintly reached the peak sign, devouring sword soul has been well integrated with Yang Dong's physique, and can break through at any time The feeling of a great swordsman.

Only the Void Sword Soul is still a little bit short, and the fire is not ready.

No matter how much star power there is, it cannot cause qualitative changes from quantitative changes.

After all, relying on the soul of the sword and the soul of the sword, they fused and transformed into the acquired spiritual object, the sword embryo.

This process cannot be achieved by simply relying on the power of the stars.

For example, a plant that is about to wither can be revived with more water, but can the continuous watering make the plant grow into a towering giant tree?

Obviously not!

What else is needed for the growth of the Void Sword Soul, Yang Dong can't figure it out.

Another half month has passed, and Yang Dong still has a breakthrough opportunity to comprehend the void sword soul while practicing "Nine Turns of the Stars Art".

Today, he was sitting cross-legged on a stone slab to comprehend the exercises.

For some reason, he thought of the pronunciation 'clip' that he read "Prime Ancient Spiritual Mind Dafa" a month ago, and Yang Dong couldn't help but read it out again.

"Clip~!" He read out, and the golden book pages immediately burst into multicolored divine light, putting Yang Dong in a special state in the state of cultivation.

He felt like he was in the sea, surrounded by warm sea water, very comfortable.

He also has the feeling of a baby in the mother's womb, which is very kind, but his strength is constantly growing.

He felt that his body had become much stronger, but it wasn't that bad.

What is against the sky is that he feels that the Devouring Sword Soul is merging with the Devouring Sword Soul, and the Void Sword Soul is also merging with the Void Sword Soul!

Why did this happen just by shouting a word?

Yang Dong didn't feel his hands and feet, and he couldn't do anything about it. He suspected that he was blown away by the pages of the golden book again and passed out, which is why he lost control of his hands and feet.

As time went by, he felt that his sword soul had disappeared!
It was replaced by a sword fetus!Twin Swords!
From the previous tangible and intangible, it has become a tangible thing that contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Did he break through the realm unnaturally?It's still a big realm!
Yang Dong was not yet happy, but suddenly felt powerless. The power of the stars needed by the twin sword souls was too great, and it seemed too difficult for him to rely solely on the "Nine Turns of the Stars".

And it is even more impossible for the devouring sword soul in the breakthrough stage to absorb the power of stars from the universe.

Now Yang Dong is one head and two big, he feels that the sword embryos are starting to separate, and they are about to disperse before they are completely fused into the sword embryos?
At this time, there was an echo in his head, clip, clip, clip, this echo was the sound of tadpole text and righteousness that he shouted out to death. Every time there was agitation, Yang Dong felt a soft impact on his head, and then The divine sense is stronger.

The moment this word reverberated in his mind, Yang Dong had another understanding, the sword fetus is the source, the source is the deity, as a deity, how can he control the source?
After all, the sword soul comes from the soul of sword cultivators.

Yang Dong's divine sense soared and was so powerful that he even tightly controlled the twin swords and prevented them from being scattered.

And he practiced the "Nine Turns of the Stars Jue" crazily, even if it only had the power of three turns, he persisted hard.

To become a great swordsman, one must not only attain one's cultivation level, one must also attain one's divine sense.

Right now, Yang Dong has made breakthroughs one after another, reaching the peak of the sword master, and accidentally hit the great sword master, resulting in a lack of cultivation, but his spiritual sense complements each other, and the strength of his divine sense makes it difficult for him to fail all at once.

But to make the sword embryo continue to grow, stabilize, and even fully take shape, more star power is needed.Although the three-turn star transformation made him absorb the power of the stars much faster.

But he is a dual-sword soul. To be strong, you have to pay more.

At this moment, Yang Dong was depressed. If he cultivated spiritual energy, it would be great. He has more than a dozen top-quality spiritual sources.

When Yang Dong was in a dilemma, he suddenly thought of those extraterrestrial meteorites he picked up in his pocket. They originated from the starry sky, do they contain the power of stars?

(End of this chapter)