"Is this... a thunder tribulation?" Gu An looked at the thunderclouds outside the window, his brows gradually relaxed, and curiosity appeared on his face. He was not worried, because he felt that Tianwei was far away from Xuangu. Tang Yu, Su Han, and Zhen Qin, who were cleaning the snow in the park, turned their heads to look. Ye Lan, who was meditating in the forest, also opened her eyes. Xiaochuan walked out of his house and looked at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky. Wu Xin was meditating on the top of the mountain. The flying snow could not cover his figure. He looked at the horizon with a frown. "Such a strong sword intent..." Wu Xin muttered to himself. Although his cultivation was low, he came from Qianqiu Pavilion and had a lot of experience. The entire sky was quickly covered by thunderclouds, like an endless ocean, stirring up storms. The snow forest on the ground fell into darkness. The wind between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, causing the forest to sway and shake off pieces of snow. Gu An was distracted by the might of heaven and had no intention of writing. He got up and went downstairs, calling on his disciples to look after the various parks. An hour later, several cultivators flew over Xuan Valley, heading towards the direction where the might of heaven came from, and disappeared in the vast snow.
This scene made the disciples in the valley even more nervous, not knowing what had happened. Until near dusk, a thunderous sound resounded through the world. Gu An stood on the top of the mountain and saw lightning and thunder in the sky from a distance. The lightning and thunder intertwined to a certain point on the ground, forming a huge fan shape, which was extremely spectacular. The lightning flashed on his face and his black robe swayed in the wind. "The thunder tribulation is so terrible, no wonder I failed so many times in my evolutionary practice." Gu An sighed in his heart, and the resentment he had suppressed for many years finally dissipated. Although the evolutionary practice consumes more life than reality, it is safer. Looking back at his achievements, at the age of 28, can Taixuanmen find a second person who is at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm? Then, he turned and went down the mountain, ready to continue writing books. That night, thunder roared, making it impossible for everyone in Medicine Valley to practice peacefully. At noon the next day, the thunder continued, and the wind between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, as if a blizzard was about to come. Gu An led his disciples out to look after the herbs from time to time. After three days and three nights, the thunder finally stopped. As the thunderclouds in the sky cleared, the sun finally shone, which made the disciples of Xuan Valley breathe a sigh of relief. However, they were not happy for half a day, and a fierce pressure enveloped the world, making them feel depressed in their chests and frightened. In the attic. Gu An put down the brush in his hand, looked out the window, and frowned. He felt a strong sword intent coming from the horizon, and it was difficult to judge how far away it was for the time being. "What is he doing?" Gu An was confused. He started to comprehend the sword just after passing the thunder tribulation? So hard? Gu An could only pray that the other party would not affect his Medicine Valley. Although the other party's sword intent was strong, he secretly compared it and felt that it was not as good as his Taicang Jingshen Sword.
After all, he spent two thousand years of his life to smash the Taicang Jingshen Sword! How many people in this world can live for two thousand years? … Late at night, Bajing Cave Heaven. Gu An came to visit Jiang Qiong. He walked all the way to the Cang Teng tree and raised his hand to salute Jiang Qiong. "Don't come in again for a while, so as not to be discovered by Zuo Yijian." Jiang Qiong said without opening his eyes. Zuo Yijian? Gu An remembered that this person was Zuo Lin's father. When the father and son flew over Xuan Valley, he threw a life span probe at the two of them. Zuo Yijian's previous cultivation level was exactly the ninth level of the Jindan realm. After the tribulation, he was a cultivator in the Yuanying realm. Gu An thought quickly in his heart, and asked nervously: "Who is Zuo Yijian?" "It's the man who went through the thunder tribulation these days. I heard from your master that he has made a name for himself as the Canghu Sword Maniac." Jiang Qiong replied. Canghu Sword Maniac? Gu An asked curiously, "Master, are you an old acquaintance of him?" "Yes, it is true that we are old acquaintances. Back then, he was overconfident and wanted to pursue me as a Taoist partner. I humiliated him severely, making him a joke in the inner sect. Since then, he has been concentrating on practicing swordsmanship and staying indoors. I didn't see him again until I was injured and faked my death." When Jiang Qiong said this, she opened her eyes, looked at Gu An, and said with a joking smile, "My dear disciple, don't be sentimental in the future, it's easy to suffer." Gu An replied, "Thank you for your teachings, Master. I will remember it." Then, Jiang Qiong asked Gu An to sit down and began to instruct him on the Gu techniques of Wan Gu Xuan Gong. Wan Gu Xuan Gong has both the Qi-gathering technique and many Gu techniques, which require a lot of time to study. Gu An left after staying in Bajing Dongtian for two hours. ... Three days later, in the early morning. Gu An was leading his disciples to practice exercises. They stood on the snow, the cold wind was biting, but they were still wearing thin clothes. Swoosh! A sound of breaking through the air came, startling everyone to turn their heads and see that the eastern mountain peak was hit by a sword energy, and two big trees on the hillside were cut off and fell down with a bang, rolling down the hillside all the way, and were finally blocked by a row of trees, and dust and snow flew like white mist. Looking up, there was a two-meter-long crack on the mountain wall, as if it was cut by a huge sword, which was very spectacular. Su Han frowned and said, "This is not the first time. If it continues like this, it will harm us sooner or later." The other disciples were also worried, and their exercises slowed down.
Wu Xin sighed and said, "It takes a few days or decades for a sword cultivator to comprehend the sword. God knows how long it will take for that person to comprehend the sword." Gu An rarely smiled, and his face was gloomy. He was worried about the medicinal herbs in Xuan Valley. Yesterday, he went to the outer gate to report the matter to the Pill Hall. As a result, he was given the option to temporarily move to the outer gate city to avoid this year's harvest, but the Pill Hall would not bear any losses to Xuan Valley. The herbs in Xuan Valley are all Gu An's treasures. How could he be willing to give up? Once the Xuan Valley collapses, the Eight Scenery Cave Heaven might be exposed. no! We must find a way! Gu An's eyes flickered. He could swallow his anger for life, but he could fight for herbs! "Okay, hurry up and practice, and then practice separately. Wait two more days. If that person hasn't left yet, we will go to the outer door to avoid it." Gu An said. As soon as these words came out, all the disciples cheered up. They were also worried that the Xuan Valley would collapse, so they had long wanted to go out and take shelter. The winter days pass quickly. Night gradually fell. On the top of a mountain, Zuo Yijian, who was dressed in gray robes, was sitting in meditation. There were five swords standing in front of him. The shapes of the swords were different, and even the width of the sword blades were also different. At night, the sky was filled with flying snow. As soon as the snow fell on him, it melted quickly and turned into wisps of white mist, which made his whole aura look even more powerful. On a mountain peak a hundred feet away, Zuo Lin was meditating on the edge of the cliff. There were three big flags hanging around him. The flags were flying. When the sword energy came over, an invisible air shield offset the sword energy, making him unharmed. A little bit of damage. Although he was not injured, the roar of the sword energy hitting the formation still woke Zuo Lin up. He raised his eyes to look at his father, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes showed envy. They say dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes, so why didn't he inherit his father's knowledge of swordsmanship? Feeling his father's powerful sword intention, Zuo Lin was fascinated. Even though he has excellent spiritual abilities and can absorb energy much faster than his peers, he just wants to become a powerful swordsman like his father. If it weren't for his desire to master the sword, his cultivation level would be far beyond the second level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. "well!" Zuo Lin sighed, and then prepared to continue to master the sword. He didn't believe it. He really couldn't master the sword? He was about to close his eyes when he suddenly saw his father standing up, which made him stunned. it's over? Zuo Yijian stood on the top of the mountain, facing Zuo Lin's direction, but his eyes were higher, staring at a higher mountain in the distance. It was dark and there was no one in sight, but he could feel the sword's intention. Lock yourself in. The five swords in front of him began to tremble, as if facing a powerful enemy.
Zuo Lin on the opposite side stood up and asked loudly: "Father, what's wrong? Did you succeed?" Zuo Yijian did not answer him, but asked: "I wonder which fellow Taoist is coming, why don't you show up?" Ten miles away. Gu An, dressed in white, stood on the top of the mountain. He wore a wooden mask on his face. The spiritual power under the mask covered his face to avoid detection by divine consciousness. His white clothes fluttered, blending into the snow behind him. His right hand was playing with a leaf, and there was a trace of sword energy lingering on the leaf. Looking from a high place, he could see Zuo Yijian and Zuo Lin. Before emitting the sword intent, he had already explored the area within a hundred miles and made sure that there were no other powerful monks before he came to the top of the mountain. Gu An doesn't like killing innocent people indiscriminately, but Zuo Yijian endangers his medicine valley and must be expelled. "If you're to blame, you just picked the wrong place." Gu An murmured to himself. He was already activating his skills and injecting spiritual power into the leaves. at the same time. When Zuo Lin heard his father's words, he turned around quickly. However, his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm was not enough to see people ten miles away. What's more, it was still dark at night, and the flying snow in the sky hindered his sight. He couldn't help but become nervous because he couldn't see who was coming. Zuo Yijian felt that the opponent's sword intent was increasing, and he knew that this battle could no longer be avoided. "Demon spies? Or...are they one of them?" Zuo Yijian's eyes flashed, and he held a sword in front of him with his right hand. The sword was slender and had a red blade. As he held it, the blade ignited with flames, becoming the brightest thing in the night sky. He drew his sword and drew it in the air, setting off a wave of fire that hung across the night sky. "Under the cold weather, he actually wants to use the Flame Devouring Sword Technique. It seems that his sword mastery in the past few days has greatly improved my father's sword skills..." Zuo Lin turned his head and saw the sword fire in his father's hand, with a look of admiration on his face. No matter who comes, he believes that his father will not be defeated. "Since fellow Taoist refuses to speak, I can only think that fellow Taoist wants to destroy my enlightenment, then let this ice and snow witness whose sword intention is stronger!" Zuo Yijian's cold voice echoed between heaven and earth. As soon as he finished speaking, a soaring sword intent erupted from his body. The mountain peak he was on trembled violently. The snow collapsed, and the mountain where Zuo Lin was also shook. . Ten miles away. "Chatty." Gu An whispered to himself, his voice was so low that only he could hear it. As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the leaves in his hand violently. What flew out seemed not to be a leaf, but a divine sword that penetrated time and space!
