Xian Ao

The remaining limbs were broken, and the body was shattered into pieces. At this moment, Yu Zecheng inserted the twelve flying swords into his body, and exploded violently, shattering his body into pieces. It immediately turned into blood mist, and the body fragments scattered everywhere. Everywhere.

Since there is such an opportunity, why don't you try this feeling of death? Only by facing difficulties and asking sincerely can you have a chance of success. Yu Zecheng decided to see if he can resist this feeling of death.

A kind of despairing pain and a huge fear of death came to Yu Zecheng. This feeling of death was so real and terrifying. There was no other feeling in his mind except this. Yu Zecheng screamed tragically. Yelling, accepting this unspeakable torture.

It seemed as if someone was saying something to him, as if someone was flying with his sword, as if someone was slowly comforting him, but it was all so blurry, so confused, and so unrecognizable.

In a daze, this feeling slowly disappeared, and Yu Zecheng returned to normal. The horrible fear of death, like an injury, slowly dissipated in his body.

Yes, it did not leave any psychological shadow. For Yu Zecheng, it was like a serious illness. After the illness, all his feelings disappeared. For him, death was nothing more than that. A real warrior dares to face death and face it squarely. , or ignore death.

Yu Zecheng looked at his hands. It seemed that he had overcome this difficulty and was qualified to move on and continue on this immortal road.

Yu Zecheng slowly got up and found that the corona showed that it was already three days after the competition and everything was over.

He slowly put on his clothes and walked out of the cave gate. Suddenly, the hot sunlight shone in the air. The sunlight was too strong. He covered his eyes with his hands. He slowly got used to it, then let go of his arms, exposing his entire body. Under the sun, feeling the fire and heat of the sun, he said after a full quarter of an hour:

"It's good to be alive."

Yu Zecheng rose up with his sword. The twelve-winged golden wing sword was like a pair of huge wings, carrying Yu Zecheng soaring in the air. The breeze floated in the sky. Yu Zecheng did not activate the sword light defense, feeling the breeze. After blowing it, it was really comfortable.

He flew towards the courtyard where everyone often gathered. Sure enough, everyone was here. Seeing Yu Zecheng's arrival, the third senior brother immediately blew the whistle and shouted:

"Here, here, the fifth junior brother is doing well. He came first in the novice competition and won face for us at Tiandao Peak."

Yu Zecheng lowered his sword light and landed it in the courtyard. Seeing his state, Nan Tianren said:

"You have not been affected by death. You have passed this level and can continue to move forward. You can learn the Lingjiu Enlightenment Technique and the Sacrifice Life for Righteousness Technique, and become a true disciple of my Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

By the way, the old madman needs a food delivery person. You can go and deliver food to him later. Come back early and we will collect the prize in the afternoon. "

After saying this, Mr. Nantian turned and left. The old madman needed someone to deliver food. Yu Zecheng was immediately overjoyed. This proved that he had found himself again and had overcome the difficulty of being lost. What a great joy.

As Nan Tianren left, fourth senior brother Xingchen stood up, patted Yu Zecheng and said:

"Well done."

Then he turned around and left. Jingfeng, Xisheng, and Yue Kong also came over to praise Yu Zecheng, and then the three of them left with their swords. In the end, only the third senior brother and his wife were left.

Third senior brother Yu Miao said:

"Junior brother, everyone is waiting for you here to see if you can break through the inner demons. Sure enough, there is no problem. Okay, seeing that you are fine, our husband and wife are leaving. By the way, congratulations on your great success. than first.”

Yu Zecheng said:

"So everyone is waiting for me here? By the way, senior brother, what happened to the foundation building and golden elixir competition later?"

Yumiao said:

"What else can we do? It's the same as usual. Your fourth senior brother has the best results and reached the top eight, but I doubt that he didn't use his full strength. The rest we just went through a process. We will know whether we have lost or won when we see the opponent. .

By the way, Master showed off his power this year, and the Golden elixir ranked first. You didn't see the Master's majesty. After he came on stage, he released his power of thousands of wings. Immediately, the other Golden elixir masters saw it and gave up one by one and quit the competition. "

Yu Zecheng said:

"Is there no battle? Is the battle over when both sides look at each other?"

Yumiao replied:

"It can be said that we Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples must win every battle. How does this victory come? The most important thing is eyesight. When you see the enemy, you have to judge whether you can win or lose. If there is no doubt that defeat is inevitable, then go and fight, then It has long been dead, and sometimes a strategic retreat is normal.

Especially for this sect competition, this is your first time participating in it, while everyone else has participated countless times. Who is stronger and who is weaker will know the outcome when you see your opponent on the field without even fighting. If you are dissatisfied, then you have to fight hard. If you fight hard, he will fight hard. In the end, you need to use magic to achieve real fire. The gain is not worth the loss. "

Yu Zecheng was stunned as soon as he said this. In his memory, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was not like this. However, thinking back, on the road with Senior Brother Ye Han Yizhu, it seemed that the two senior brothers had to watch each other for a long time before every battle. , judging the strength of the enemy and ourselves, it seems that this is indeed the case. The other three senior brothers attach great importance to research and don't like fighting. What he said may not be accurate, but only represents himself.

The third senior brother said again:

"Junior brother, when you choose the prize this time, remember to choose the golden puppet, which is the highest level of puppetry in Ge Zao Mountain. Now there are only six left in our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Take this one with you. It can withstand the attacks of immortal cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage and can be killed three times."

After hearing this, Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance."

Yumiao said again:

"Okay, your sister-in-law and I are going to retreat. We will continue to study Biyi Shuangfei Sword. We got to know each other because of this. We are getting married. We have to perfect it no matter what. We have plenty of time now, so it's okay. I’m making some small bean sprouts by the way, ah…”

At this point, Senior Brother Yumiao's Third Senior Sister-in-law pinched his ears and couldn't speak anymore. Third Senior Sister-in-law pulled Third Senior Brother's ears and said:

"Okay, junior brother, let's go, you take care of yourself."

After saying that, the couple left together, leaving Yu Zecheng alone in the courtyard. He thought for a while and headed to where Aunt Jin was.

When they got there, Aunt Jin saw Yu Zecheng and said:

"I heard that you have built a foundation and won the first place in the sect competition. What a good boy, you showed your face to Aunt Jin."

Yu Zecheng said:

"That's not all thanks to you, Aunt Jin. It's because of the delicious food you made that I have such a good physique and can be ranked number one."

Yu Zecheng started to chat with Aunt Jin. The two of them talked for half an hour. When chatting with Aunt Jin, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but think of his mother. He didn't know that she was now How's it going? I came first in the competition. I can go home to visit my relatives.

Aunt Jin said:

"Okay, okay, here, go and deliver food to him. Three days ago, he suddenly woke up and completely lost his mind. He asked you to deliver food by name."

Yu Zecheng nodded, picked up the Qiankun bag specially used for delivering meals, stood up with his sword, and went straight to where the old madman was.

This Qiankun Bag is made by a secret method. If the other storage bags and Qiankun Bags are left with the old madman for a long time, they will be washed away by his breath and the spell will become ineffective. Only these two special storage bags for delivering meals can be used. It can withstand the smell of the old madman, but the space inside is small and can only store seven days' worth of food.

It's this familiar place again. Now everything is restored to its original state, and the stone chamber is still there. Yu Zecheng entered the stone room. The old madman was hanging upside down and chained to the wall. When he saw Yu Zecheng entering the room, he slowly put his chains down and walked over slowly and said:

"First place in the competition?"

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Fulfilling the mission."

The old madman laughed and said:

"There's no reward for choosing a treasure, right? What treasure are you going to choose?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"My senior brother suggested that I choose the golden puppet. I haven't decided yet. I'll see what happens when the time comes."

The old madman said:

"Do you have high-level spiritual stones on you?"

When Yu Zecheng heard this, he reached out and took out the high-level spiritual stone he had collected and handed it to the old madman.

The old madman took the spirit stone and slowly chanted:

"The innate integrity, the five thunders are noble. The eight gates of Donglang, the brilliant reflection of the Taihua, no one can hear it, the nine heavens above, the Fengshan Mountain in the middle. The rivers and seas below, the source of the twelve rivers. The eight-power divine mantra, the spiritual book Yu Wen. Call the dragon to carry the water, gather the energy, and send the ghosts away. The sun, the moon, and the five stars are all like laws and regulations.

Suddenly, a powerful force of true energy appeared on the spiritual stone. In an instant, the spiritual stone was corroded by this true energy and began to change its shape, turning into a jade tablet. The old madman lay limply on the bed and said:

"This is the substitute jade token I refined. It can defend you from attacks when you are in danger. It is no weaker than those golden puppets. I give this to you. Don't choose any golden puppet. Just be good. I searched for it, and among those rewards, there were two kinds of platinum tokens, one is called the Three-Day Token of Deep Practice in the Ancestral Master Hall, and the other is called the Three-Day Talisman of Hard Practice in the Yanwu Hall. If you find the token rune, it is the most important thing for our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Good treasure.”

Yu Zecheng looked suspiciously. The old madman saw Yu Zecheng's eyes and continued:

"Have you been to Xuanyuan Jianfeng's martial arts hall? Didn't you feel something was wrong?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"Yes, thirty-six portals are a bit of a fuss. By the way, I saw an old man sweeping the floor there. It seems he knows you."

The old madman smiled and said:

"Ignore that old man. My name is Old Madman, his name is Lao Immortal, and there is another one called Old Thing. The three of us are collectively called the Three Elders of Xuanyuan. You saw him mentioning me in a good voice and saying that I missed him. Ask him when he will die again."