Swordsman of the World

Chapter 52

Ye Fei and the two flame sword soul sword cultivators were dead, but Lu Wenhou was rescued by Yang Dong.

Seeing Yang Dong fall, everyone spoke various languages, and they all expressed surprise. It is a miracle that he survived in such an environment.

Everyone was very surprised, and Marquis Lu Wen wanted to invite Yang Dong to his superior room as a guest, but Yang Dong did not refuse.

OK?Isn't it life and death?How come the relationship is so good all of a sudden?Everyone couldn't understand at all, there was no way, they were all ordinary people.

The superior room is indeed very good, spacious, like the bedroom of a rich and noble family, and it is equipped with snacks and high-quality tea at any time. At the same time, the room also has a spirit-gathering formation, which makes the aura more intense.

But correspondingly, when they arrived at Jianmen, the pick-up fee reported by Jianmen to the ship would also be very high.

This is one of the ways in which sect forces influence the welfare of disciples under the sect.

"Yang Dong, thank you." Lu Wenhou suddenly bowed to Yang Dong: "I tried to hurt you again and again, but you saved me. I hope we can put aside the past and smile away the grudges."

Yang Dong was eating snacks, seeing him like this, he quickly reached out to support him, saying: "Everyone is greedy, who is not greedy? It's just that a gentleman loves money and gets it in a way, then there is no problem."

Lu Wenhou grinned and said, "You are the most special person I have ever seen. I am convinced by Lu Wenhou."

Lu Wenhou admired Yang Dong very much, and all the resentment in his heart disappeared, but he lamented that he had kicked the iron plate, and was grateful that he had kicked the iron plate.

Not long after, Song Muqing came out from behind the screen, and she had already changed into clean plain white clothes.

Yang Dong also stood up and said goodbye, "Brother Lu, there will be a meeting later."

Lu Wenhou cupped his hands and said, "Yang Dong, my sword sect is Yiqi Jianzong. If you have a chance in the future, you must come to me."

Yang Dong smiled and said: "There is a chance, yes."

Soon, the fairy boat arrived at a small town behind the mountains. Surprisingly, there were no people in this small town, only some men and women in uniform robes, and then a person got off here.

After delivering the people, the lame captain will also get a little reward.

Yang Dong stood on the deck, looking at the small seaside town, there was a faint layer of ripples wrapped in formations.

The fairy ship started slowly, this time entering a mountain range, with mountains on both sides, entering the river from the sea, and the scent of green forests can be smelled everywhere.

For the next month, the fairy boat would dock on a continent, or on an island, or in a forest where a river passed by every three or two days. Every time it docked, one or two people would leave.

And halfway through, I tried to drill into the vortex water hole in the sea area twice, and carried out a long-distance movement.

It was only later that Yang Dong realized that it was a waterway created by the former sword cultivator's great supernatural powers, reversing the power of nature, capable of super long-distance movement, and all of them moved in one direction.

But which waterway goes where?do you know?Not many people know it all.

A month later, the fairy ships full of young sword cultivators from all over the Jianwu Continent arrived at their destination one after another, and then disembarked.

The salty sea breeze blows on his face, and the autumn wind blows on his face, making him extraordinarily cold.

He quietly headed towards the distant coastline. Just now, the last sword cultivator got off the boat, and only Yang Dong and Song Muqing were left on the boat.

He squeezed the skull ring in his hand, thinking about his sword gate, what is it like?Is the Bone Dao Palace related to the bones of the human body?

Beside him, Song Muqing leaned against the rails of the boat, stretched her waist, straightened her more mature and plump breasts, and said leisurely: "A lot of people have left, it feels empty."

Yang Dong turned his head to look at his younger sister. Suddenly, he noticed that his younger sister had grown taller. It used to only reach his chest, but now it reached his shoulders.

"Qing'er, today seems to be the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, which is your birthday." Yang Dong said suddenly.

Song Muqing lowered her head shyly, wrapped her small hands around her temples, and said, "Yes, brother, but let's forget it, brother, you don't celebrate your birthday every year."

Yang Dong chuckled: "What birthday gift do you want? I promise you."

"Well, really?" Song Muqing put her arms behind her back, and Xiao Niao said coyly, "Then, I want to hug you."

Yang Dong was very surprised, what kind of birthday wish is this?
But he didn't refuse Song Muqing's hug and let her hug him.

Song Muqing hugged Yang Dong tightly, every time she was afraid, as long as she hugged Yang Dong, she would feel at ease, and smelling the smell of Yang Dong, she would feel very warm.

"Brother, I have made a breakthrough, mid-stage swordsman." Leaning in Yang Dong's arms, Song Muqing said quietly: "I have also reached a very good level of refining the sword soul."

"Yeah." Yang Dong also hugged her back, and gently stroked her back.

"I will be stronger in the future, don't be your burden."

"Well, I will be stronger too, and I won't put you in danger again." Yang Dong was also sniffing his sister's scent.

The sea breeze was still blowing, and the setting sun shone on the two of them, dragging a common shadow on the deck, and there was a golden-red shimmer under the fairy boat.

At night, the fairy ship is still moving forward in the boundless sea.

In the waiting room, Song Muqing and Yang Dong are now in the room. Yang Dong closed his eyes and meditated. In the thunder cloud wind a month ago, he sensed the feminine power of the wind and the masculine power of the thunder cloud. gas.

Under the influence of one yin and one yang, he operated his kung fu, accidentally comprehended how the sword soul was derived from the sword soul, and tempered the sword soul in conjunction with the sword cultivator's own energy and spirit.

At this time, in the purple mansion in his body, there is a light spot between the two sword souls, that is the sword soul!
This light spot can fuse with his body, just like his physique, but the source is derived from the sword soul. After condensing the sword soul, Yang Dong obviously felt his physique changed.

It was a feeling of nothingness that he couldn't explain.

The most intuitive time was when he stepped onto the deck and approached the door god. The door god was looking at the sea. Usually, if someone came within five steps of him, he would know the state. But that time, Yang Dong walked three steps away from the door god, and the door god reacted.

At that time, he clearly saw the surprised expression of the door god.

Yang Dong knew that his physique had something to do with his sword soul characteristics, like Frost Sword Soul, if he cultivated to the level of a sword master, he wouldn't be afraid of the cold air in the sword energy at all.

It's a pity that his Void Sword Soul is very rare, and he needs to be awakened again to truly awaken it. Therefore, he has been searching for information about the Void Sword Soul in Leizhou City before, but he couldn't find it.

So it's hard to say what changes and advantages he has in his physique. The only thing that can be said is that he is more suitable for sneak attacks.

After breaking through the initial stage of the sword master, he felt that the sword energy he shot was more powerful, but is it really a huge gap?Not really.

What makes him depressed is still the slow progress in comprehending the "Nine Turns of the Stars Jue". "Swallowing the Starry Sky" is still his major skill, and his minor is the basic "Star Sword Jue".

The speed of cultivation is twice as slow as it was a month ago, but it is still an excellent speed.

After Yang Dong broke through as a sword master, there is another thing that is very special. He can "touch" the power of the stars. Whenever the devouring sword soul absorbs the power of the stars, he can feel the existence of this breath, which is more clear, like the flow of water. When I reached out to grab them, they fell apart in my hands.

He can feel more clearly and intuitively that the power of the stars "drilled" into his body, constantly nourishing the sword soul and helping it grow.

Every time he practiced, Yang Dong felt that he was in the starry sky, vast and impossible to grasp. He seemed to be a heat source, like a sun, shining and absorbing.

As for the Devouring Sword Soul, it seemed that there was nothing special about it, it just made him feel that his body was more resistant to beating, just like Devouring the Sword Soul could devour the enemy's attack methods.

But being more resistant to beatings means that it is not so easy to die, Yang Dong is also very happy.

After more than ten days, the fairy ship finally landed again, but the place where it stopped was somewhat unacceptable.

The door god knocked on the door and asked the two to come out, and said in a low voice, "This is the pick-up point for your Bone Dao Palace, Puyun Plateau."

When he came to the deck, Yang Dong didn't feel well.

Here is a barren place, with patches of barren mountains, dead trees and grass, and the inland cannot be seen at a glance.

And the aura is not strong.

The crippled captain put down the deck, waved his hand, and said, "Lenin's apprentice, there are two sword gates here, the Bone Dao Palace and the Heavenly Sword Sect. The place you see is a public area. There is no danger. Follow the signs and walk by yourself."

Yang Dong was about to get off the boat, but the cripple smiled again and said, "You'd better keep the essence of Taiyi Shenmu for me. I will bring you the news of your parents in a year. I hope you don't die before then."

Yang Dong raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Of course, don't break your promise."

After getting off the boat, the cripple said loudly again: "I'll give you a hint, your sister had better worship under Hua Guzi's door in the Bone Dao Palace. Hua Guzi is quite a capable swordsman and is famous for protecting his weaknesses."

Yang Donggong cupped his hands to express his gratitude.

Stepping on the beach, one side is the vast sea, and the other side is the barren mountains and wild forests. He has no relatives here. Thinking back to the delicious food and spicy food in Leizhou City a month ago, it seems like a lifetime away.

He gave up the good life in Leizhou City and came to the Puyun Plateau on the Jianwu Continent, pursuing the Sword Immortal Dao wholeheartedly.

Yang Dong grabbed Song Muqing's soft little hand and walked in with a sullen face.

After walking for an hour, I saw a fork in the road. The road sign said the common language of the mainland. It used to be called Han?, but later it was changed to the common language.It's the square one. Fortunately, Yang Dong has studied it, so he recognizes it. Otherwise, he doesn't know how to do it.

After confirming the direction of the Bone Dao Palace, the surrounding barren trees gradually decreased, and gradually saw some lush trees.

Also waded a small river and walked a cliff sling.

Finally, under a waterfall, I saw a Confucian robe sword repairman in green clothes. He was wiping the sword in his hand with a silk scarf.

The Tsing Yi Confucian robe is quite young, less than 30 years old.

He was very surprised, and then smiled and said: "I really didn't expect that someone would come here this year. How many years has it been?"

He spoke Gu Loulan dialect, Yang Dong could only speak a little bit, and said very jerky: "Senior, hello."

"Oh~! Look at me, I forgot that you came from far away." Tsing Yi Jianxiu patted his head, then switched to common language, and said: "I am the guide of the Bone Dao Palace, show your token. "

Yang Dong and Song Muqing immediately took out the white bone ring from their hands, and also reported their age and name.

Tsing Yi Jianxiu took it, checked it with a secret method, and said, "It is indeed a token of our sect, come with me, from now on, you are the disciples of my Bone Dao Palace."

(End of this chapter)