Chapter 43

The woman smiled with satisfaction and said, "I think your accomplishments are at most in the realm of spiritual emptiness. If you want to stand out in the great martial arts test, even if your moves are exquisite, it is difficult."

Su Moyu nodded and said, "I know that too, but the improvement of the realm is something that happens overnight."

The woman smiled and said, "although practice is like climbing a mountain, there is not no shortcut. I have a way to quickly improve your realm. Would you like to try it?"

These days, Su Moyu's biggest headache is the stagnation of his realm. When he hears that the other party has a way to quickly improve his realm, where will he refuse?

"I will!" Su Moyu nodded quickly.

The woman suddenly smiled mysteriously, walked to Su Moyu and pointed at him on the chest.

With this guidance, an extremely Yin cold aura was injected into Su Mo Yu meridians.

Su Moyu felt that there was suddenly an overturning dragon in his body, and he was always ready to tear himself up.

"Try to refine this aura with your own strength. If you can tame it, it will be of great benefit to your realm." the woman said and turned into the stone house, ignoring Su Mo and Yu Li.

Su Moyu was already in pain. After listening to the woman's words, he didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly sat down to meditate on Yungong. Fight with your own aura against that cold aura.

But unexpectedly, the aura was extremely domineering. Su Moyu's own aura, which was easy to gather, was rushed to pieces as soon as he touched it.

And in this process, his meridians were greatly impacted, and almost every time he competed, the pain increased several times.

Fortunately, during the last pulp washing, Su Moyu had suffered from the impact of meridians, so his tolerance in this regard was strengthened a lot.

Let that cold aura rush left and right in his body, it didn't completely break his spirit. Although he was defeated repeatedly, he could also be defeated repeatedly in the end.

The woman in the stone house looked back at Su Moyu, looked at his gritting teeth and supported him, and her heart was a little more praise.

Her cultivation method is the method of selecting disciples of an evil sect thousands of years ago. Although the effect of practice is wonderful, the pain is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Generally speaking, there are not one out of ten disciples who can survive. Some disciples with poor mind are often killed by the cold aura in the first round.

At the moment, although Su Moyu was also in great pain, he didn't give up at all.

His tenacity naturally fell into the eyes of women.

From the morning until the sun slanted to the west, Su Moyu finally refined the cold aura after hundreds of attempts.

But correspondingly, he was already tired and exhausted, and his whole body hurt badly.

But just then, the woman in the stone house came out again, kicked him out and said, "don't pretend to be dead, fight with me."

Su Moyu's head was big for several circles, so he said, "senior, can you let me have a rest?"

The woman sneered, "you can rest if you like, but I'll cut you with a sword. If you think you can resist my sword, I don't care."

Su Moyu heard that the other party had no room for discussion, so he had to exchange moves with the other party with a sword. But after only one round, Su Moyu's ghost sword, the Styx River, collapsed and flew out.

"It's a shame to have a master like you in the ghost sword Styx river. Come again!" the woman shouted at Su Moyu with a cold face.

Su Moyu was also a hot-blooded man. After hearing this, his blood surged up and took up the sword to fight her, but one round later, he was overturned to the ground.

"Come again," said the woman coldly.

In fact, the so-called counter move was just that Su Moyu was beaten unilaterally. In this way, the woman didn't stop until the sun set.

At this time, Su Moyu was very tired.

Fortunately, the woman didn't let him practice Kung Fu again. Instead, she took out food and water to him with the method of heaven and earth in her sleeve, which moved Su Moyu a little.

"Elder, since you are also our ghost sword flow, why hasn't my master mentioned it?" this question has been pressing in Su Moyu's heart for a day, but he hasn't had time to ask.

The woman sneered and said, "I've been away from xuanjianzong for decades. I just came back recently because of something. I'm afraid your master has forgotten me."

There seemed to be a little resentment in her words. Su Moyu heard it in the clouds, but he guessed that the relationship between her and Cheng Jianxuan was a little complicated.

He couldn't ask too much about the elders, so the conversation changed: "why did the elder come to Shengtian peak?"

The woman stared and said, "it's none of your business?"

Su Moyu choked speechless and had to lower his head bitterly.

But the woman said again, "I came to ascend to heaven to remember an old friend."

Upon hearing this, Su Moyu hurriedly raised his head and asked, "is it the elder of lingjianliu?"

The woman nodded gently and said, "I saw him when I was a child. At that time, he was the first expert in xuanjianzong's strength, which was even more powerful than the patriarch at that time. Unfortunately, later, yinkong Xinmiao didn't know whether he was alive or dead."

This was the first time Su Moyu heard about the flow of spirit sword. He was very curious for a moment. He hurriedly came over and asked, "senior, can you tell me more about the flow of spirit sword?"

The woman glanced at him, thought for a moment and said, "do you know the founder of Tianya?"

Su Moyu shook his head.

The woman frowned and hummed, "he is the founder of xuanjianzong. He was the first person in Yunzhou thousands of years ago. He once destroyed the 18 magic doors in Yunzhou with his own strength and became famous all over the world."

"Later, the old man sensed that the disaster was coming and knew that he was about to fly into the fairyland. He found six teenagers in Yunzhou, taught them each a different skill, and set up a Taoist temple in Tianjian mountain. That was the earliest xuanjian sect."

When Su Moyu heard this, he suddenly said, "six..."

The woman nodded. "Yes, it's six. After Tianya's ancestral master ascended, a big scuffle broke out in order to compete for the position of xuanjianzong's patriarch, which almost collapsed the sect. At this most critical time, a teenager came down on the most insignificant Shengtian peak and subdued the six schools with the power of only one person."

Su Moyu was surprised and said, "is it the spirit sword flow?"

The woman nodded and said, "yes. According to the young man, he was also the descendant of Tianya's ancestor, but no one had seen him before. After he intimidated the people with his great magic power, he didn't take credit for it. Instead, he arranged for the most respected xuanjianliu at that time. An elder sat on the throne of the patriarch and then returned to Shengtian peak."

"Since then, there has been no civil strife in xuanjianzong for many years. Various schools have continued to develop and grow, and finally recovered the scene of their heyday. Only this young man with a spirit sword has accepted only one disciple for hundreds of years."

"Several hundred years later, the young man suddenly disappeared. Some people said that he flew up the immortal sword to follow Tianya's ancestor, others said that he had failed to cross the robbery and died. In a word, there was only one apprentice left in the spirit sword."

"At this time, some people began to try to usurp the position of the patriarch, and new civil strife would break out again."

"At this time, the only disciple of lingjianliu stepped down from Shengtian peak again, set up a challenge arena on Tianjian mountain, defeated all the good players, and suppressed the signs of civil strife again. At this time, people knew that although the boy was gone, lingjianliu was still the first school of xuanjianzong."

"It's just that this strongest school has always been handed down in a single line until Nie Pinglan, the successor of the previous generation. Only a hundred years ago, Nie Pinglan, the only successor of the spirit sword flow, suddenly disappeared mysteriously, and the spirit sword flow broke its inheritance. At first, people thought he was an ordinary person who went out and would come back sooner or later, but in the twinkling of an eye, there was no news of him for decades, so everyone thought he was Already dead. "

"Once the disciples of lingjianliu died, those overstocked civil strife impulses broke out again, and finally led to civil strife. After the scuffle, our ghost sword stream was almost destroyed, and other schools were more or less severely damaged. Xuanjianzong has also changed from a dominant sect in Yunzhou to one of the so-called eight sects. It's ironic to think about it."