Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

He hurriedly searched his body for a moment and was surprised to find that the cube-shaped magic weapon that had been invincible in the wilderness had disappeared at some point.

"puff!"

Xia Jingnian's blood boiled and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. His face turned purple and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The white-haired old slave beside him hurriedly said, "Master, calm down!"

"An...le..."

Xia Jingnian gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out the two words from between his teeth, but after all, he had experienced the bloody selection of the Xia family, and he was determined and quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Dragon blood, dragon balls, and magic tools are all external things. If they are gone, they are gone. As long as I am still alive, I will have a chance to make a comeback!"

He looked at Anle on the platform with hatred, thinking: "Just wait! One day I will get back what I lost with my own hands!"

At this time, Xia Jingnian noticed the brilliant sword light and asked, "What is that?"

The white-haired old slave replied, "It is a sword diagram from the Heavenly Sword Palace. One can comprehend the supreme sword art from it, but... it seems to be quite risky."

He repeated Jian Sansan's previous words to Xia Jingnian verbatim.

Xia Jingnian's eyes flashed, and after hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind.

His strength is greatly reduced now. If he cannot find another way to regain his combat power, his status will plummet.

"Besides, he can watch it comfortably, but I can't?"

Thinking of this, Xia Jingnian calmed down and looked towards the light.

The old slave beside him was actually somewhat tempted, so he did not try to persuade him and also looked at the opened sword map.

Not long after, suddenly, the white-haired old slave's eyes became dull, and he said blankly: "So many sword lights..."

Bang!

His head exploded suddenly, and blood, brain matter, and bone fragments mixed together and splattered all over Xia Jingnian!

Xia Jingnian suddenly woke up and sensed a great crisis: "Not good!"

hum-

Suddenly, a sword energy that soared into the sky appeared in his eyes!

Xia Jingnian only had time to let out a scream before his eyes were blinded by the sword light and he fainted again.

This sword picture was naturally not aimed at the two of them. Many monks around who were peeping at the sword picture were also unable to withstand this unparalleled sword intent.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

One head after another exploded, and in the exploding brain matter, faint streaks of sword energy formed and flowed everywhere.

These monks were usually not alone, and were accompanied by some companions. They were stunned at first, and then shouted hoarsely: "Don't look! Don't look!"

However, because there were so many people who came to see the sword pictures because of their coveted love for the sword arts of the Tianjian Palace, in an instant, several people either died on the spot or were blinded by the sword light.

Seeing this scene, Su Dai and Jiang Yun looked at each other and could see the other's fear.

Su Dai looked at An Le's profile worriedly again. She knew very well that An Le really didn't understand the way of the sword. If he rashly touched this kind of sword diagram, he would probably be backlashed by the sword energy!

Hong Yingxue floated beside Anle, quietly looking at the sword diagram, wondering in her heart: "This sword technique... seems to be just like that?"

"I feel like I've seen this somewhere before..."

At this time, Anle knew nothing about the changes in the outside world. The moment he saw the sword picture, his mind was immersed in it.

It turned out that those dazzling lights were not rays of light at all, but lines of sword energy as thin as hairs, and each line of sword energy seemed to be swung by a sword immortal. One could imagine his posture when he swung the sword.

Looking around, there were thousands and thousands of sword immortals dancing with swords in this piece of light, appearing madly in Anle's mind, in all kinds of postures, and no two were the same.

This violent information almost overwhelmed Anle's mind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and turn pale.

The monks around him were unable to withstand the impact of the sword shadow, and their heads exploded and they died.

"No, there is too much sword energy here. If this continues, my memory will be filled up by it!"

Anle instantly realized the danger and his brain started working rapidly, trying to find a way to solve the problem.

"Do you want me to comprehend all the sword shadows here thoroughly in such a short time?"

Anle tried to comprehend the true meaning of the sword energy, and his speed was incredibly fast. He engraved the sword lights in his heart like a hot knife through butter.

His talent in kendo is actually extraordinary!

But soon, Anle realized the problem. His foundation in swordsmanship was too weak. Every sword shadow was a strange thing to him. Moreover, there were too many sword lights in the sword picture. If he wanted to crack them all, it would take a long time.

By then, Anle’s head would probably have exploded before he had fully comprehended it!

Thinking of this, Anle quickly changed his strategy and began to look for those sword lights that were particularly powerful.

He suspected that as long as he found the strongest sword intent in the sword diagram, he could break it.

Looking at Anle who was trying hard to comprehend and whose face was becoming paler and paler, Jian Sansan's face also turned pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he muttered to himself.

"It's over, it's over. Did I smell the wrong smell? He's not the sword-cultivating genius I thought he was?"

"If things go wrong..."

Jian Sansan glanced to his side and saw Xiang Tieta and Zuo Yu silently locking onto his breath, with unfriendly looks on their faces.

It is obvious that if something happens to Anle, Jian Sansan will be buried with him!

"It shouldn't, it shouldn't..."

When Jian Sansan was extremely anxious, Anle looked at the endless sword light in his eyes and suddenly came to his senses.

He murmured in his heart: "Wrong, all wrong."

Whether it is to dissolve each sword light or to find the strongest sword from the light, they are all wrong solutions.

"A true sword should be able to cut through everything."

Anle whispered to himself, his mind was clear and bright, and he had a distinct perception, as if he had touched upon an unspeakable truth.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sword intent in his heart gradually increased.

In Anle's dantian, a ray of light lit up, becoming extremely bright and dazzling!

In front of the Yuanying figure, the blade of a sword slowly emerged. The more shapes emerged, the brighter the light became. This was not a sword that was comprehended from external objects, but a sword intent that belonged to Anle himself!

At the same time, Anle tightly grasped the sword that Yangyang had transformed into, let out a long roar, and a tremendous sword intent burst out.

He stood up and swung his sword!

The swords in Yuanying's hands fell at the same time, as if overlapping with Yangyang.

hum!

Millions of sword energies in the sword diagram hummed loudly, and then broke into pieces under the sword light that cut through everything.

Many exquisite sword styles shattered, disintegrated, and dissipated into the air.

The next second, the sword image's brilliance dissipated, and a sword mark appeared in the middle. It broke into two halves and fell downwards.

At this time, Anle put away his sword, stood up and bowed to Jian Sansan.

"Thank you for teaching me the sword."

Jian Sansan stared at the severed sword image for a long while before coming back to his senses. He widened his eyes and stammered, "You, you..."

An Le sincerely praised: "The Heavenly Sword Palace is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

At this moment, he was very impressed and amazed at the exquisite layout of the Tianjian Palace.

"Ordinary people can probably only think of the first level, which is to comprehend all the sword lights in the sword diagram. Smart people can think of the second level, which is to comprehend the strongest sword light. However, only when faced with a life-and-death crisis can one realize that those are just external things. The true sword intent should come from the cultivator himself!"

"Only by holding on to the thought of cutting off everything can you break this sword diagram!"

Hearing this, Jian Sansan was very confused, his expression dull, thinking: "What do you mean by first and second levels? Why don't I understand?"

"He just cut off the sword diagram like that?"

"Is this okay?"

Jian Sansanzi also faced the sharpness of the sword diagram at the beginning, but he did not think about these things at all. Instead, he naturally integrated the sword energy in the sword diagram he visualized into countless sword energies, and exchanged and clashed with other sword energies, thereby comprehending more of the true meaning of the sword.

As far as Jian Sansan knows, this is the real magical effect of this sword diagram.

Many of his fellow disciples also used this method to deal with the test of the sword diagram.

Otherwise, every time the sword map is used for a test, one will have to be destroyed. Even the Heavenly Sword Palace is not so wealthy.

In fact, Jian Sansan thought carefully about Anle's words and felt that they made sense: "Sword cultivators are free!"

"This is also a kind of swordsmanship."

He muttered in his heart: "Trading a sword diagram for a sword cultivation genius is not a loss!"

"The elder won't blame me...right?"

Seeing An Le's sincere admiration, Jian San San, although he didn't quite understand, regained his composure and used laughter to cover up his embarrassment: "Haha, Fellow Daoist An, you should know the subtlety of swordsmanship now, right?"

"I said I didn't make a mistake!"

Hong Yingxue had a strange expression on her face and whispered, "Anle, why do I feel like he's lying to you?"

Anle waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense. Sword Dao friend used the sword diagram to help me understand the sword, how could it be a lie?"

He looked inward at his Dantian and saw that the sword in the Yuanying figurine's hand had disappeared, but a sword pattern appeared on the figurine's hand, as if he could reshape the sword with just a thought.

"Since I comprehended this sword after I slashed the sword diagram, let's call it... Sword Slashing Immortal Diagram!"

A line of text also flashed on the panel.

[Unlocked entry: "Ascension" - Sword Slaying Immortal Picture (Purple)! ]

This is just a purple entry, probably because Anle’s own sword skills are too weak.

In other words, there is still a lot of room for improvement!

"But this entry actually belongs to the [Ascension] route?"

Anle thought to himself: "Maybe it's because the sword path is the only orthodox way to cultivate immortality."

At this moment, there was another unusual movement in the Immortal Tomb.

An extremely rich fragrance diffused, with a fresh spiritual energy in the aroma, almost condensed into mist. Just smelling such air made people feel relaxed and happy, and the spiritual power in the body became much more active.

The source of this smell is right in the depths of the immortal tomb, like some tempting treasure from heaven and earth.

"Is this the trick again?"

Anle sighed, but remained unmoved.

When Jian Sansan unfolded the sword diagram just now, the Immortal Tomb was actually creating some moving illusions, but everyone's attention was attracted by the sword diagram and no one paid attention.

But now, the actions of the Immortal Tomb have obviously become a little urgent, and it has begun to work hard to lure Anle and others in.

After the aroma of the precious materials, there was a burst of soft music, and various string and bamboo instruments sounded together, which was extremely beautiful.

There seemed to be a woman's singing, touching the heartstrings.

In the corridor, there are beautiful and enchanting figures twisting their waists. There is a strange magic in that dance, which seems to arouse the most primitive desires in the human body.

Anle was so shocked that he almost wavered!

He quickly looked at Su Dai and Hong Yingxue, and then he calmed down.

Hong Yingxue said unhappily: "Humph, man!"

Suddenly, Anle felt a lot of warning signs, and when he looked up, his face suddenly changed color.

At the edge of the Immortal Tomb Cave, sticky darkness seeped in!

Chapter 289: Heaven and earth are a bigger pasture!

In the distance, dark cracks appeared faintly in the crimson sky.

The sticky darkness was gradually seeping in from the cracks, filled with malice that was unimaginable to ordinary people. For a moment, it seemed as if countless cold gazes were being cast from the darkness, and weird and obscure whispers sounded in people's ears, making people shudder.

"how come……"

Jiang Yun opened her beautiful eyes wide, her heart trembling: "Even this immortal tomb cave can't resist the erosion of darkness?"

Anle also frowned, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

This immortal tomb cave looks dilapidated and on the verge of collapse, but it is actually very stable. The battle between Anle and Xia Jingnian only blew up a star fragment, which was far from enough to shake the cave itself.