Chapter 230: Eighth Level of the Body Training Period, Sword-Pursuit

Time passes like flowing water, spring goes and summer comes, summer goes and autumn goes.

In a blink of an eye, late autumn has begun.

The autumn is so exciting.

The trees all over the mountains are dyed yellow, and the forests are dyed all over the forest.

On the north peak of Mount Hua, there is a secluded place, a young man was drinking wine, looking extremely comfortable. Lu Yuan had already returned from the Tianzhuo experience. Not long ago, he was practicing in the Tianzhuo for a while, so he could enrich his combat experience, especially when he fought with several prisoners at the tenth level of the physical training stage. Now he is familiar with how to fight when he is at a disadvantage.

Simply put, combat experience has increased a lot.

However, even if the combat experience has increased a lot, Lu Yuan has to admit that he still has to lose, and he is indeed an enemy, but this is the case with the tenth level of the physical training stage. Then the longevity stage is probably much stronger.

Of course, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and it's not a big deal.

Although it has always been said that Lu Yuan was the first true disciple of the younger generation, to put it bluntly, Lu Yuan has always regarded himself as a lazy and drunk disciple from Beifeng. Even if he was a little proud at the foot of the mountain, living a peaceful life on the mountain for a while will calm his mood.

People!

Lu Yuan was lying on the grass under a maple forest. The scenery here is good, and the maple forest is dyed with red maple. At this time, a flying sword was floating and sinking four feet away from Lu Yuan. Obviously, Lu Yuan is still studying how to input mana power into the flying sword in the air, but it is not easy to input like this.

It has been so long since this level has been stuck tightly and it is difficult to improve. Now, Lu Yuan’s mana is still the peak of the seventh level of the physical training stage and cannot move forward.

Lu Yuan's progress has always been smooth sailing. He rarely stuck on one level for so long. However, since he has been stuck, he will get used to it. He was originally just a general resource in his magic power cultivation, and he has always relied on the throughput of cloud-based energy to increase. Now it is normal for him to get stuck when he encounters a level.

Keep a calm mind and let him go.

Maybe, this level will be opened inexplicably one day.

Lu Yuan has always been a person who can hide it from it.

Lu Yuan continued to lie on the grass and drink. When he was almost half drunk while drinking, he suddenly felt a vague sense that his magic power seemed to pass through the void and head to a place. It seemed that something was calling for his magic power. Lu Yuan was also in a semi-difficult state at this time, so he let it go. The magic power found an attachment point at the extreme and attached it to that point. Then it seemed that he could vaguely command that point. In the blur, Lu Yuan directed the point in the distance to cut forward, as if he had hit something, and all those who were hit in the middle were cut off.

Bang! I don’t know what I bumped into.

Lu Yuan suddenly woke up, and only then did he see that his flying sword was eight feet away and hit a big stone. The sword was deeply embedded in the big stone. Wherever the sword passed, nearly ten big trees had fallen to the ground, all of which were broken by one sword.

This is……

Do you fly with a sword?

In the past, I could also let the flying sword fly in the distance, but because I could only control my mental power, I could not inject magic power into it, which made the flying sword have no power. Now, the flying sword seems to have the power, cutting off so many big trees, and the big stones have been cut so deep.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

Has he been stuck in this level for so long, but this time he broke through for no reason? Lu Yuan didn't know how surprised he was at this time, but he had already moved his hand. Yangwu sword was cut out from the big stone, and suddenly cut the huge stone in half!

Success!

I have really reached the level of the eighth level of sword-killing in the physical training stage! It’s not easy. Lu Yuan was only extremely happy at this time. Yes, the feeling of cutting off a big stone with one sword just now is indeed the case. The force of the sword slashing out and the pleasure of cutting a big stone with one sword are confirmed to have reached the eighth level of sword-killing in the physical training stage.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha, I finally reached this level by myself.

This level is really not easy.

I have also broken through many levels before, such as the fifth level of the body training period, the sixth level of skin and bones in the body training period, and the seventh level of the body training tempers the brain, but no matter which level, there is no such level. Now this level has a great increase in combat power, and it is the most critical step from a swordsman to a sword immortal - the sword control!

That's right, sword control!

I have always liked to use swords and prefer to use swords. Now, I can finally truly use swords.

Hahahaha, Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing wildly when he thought of it.

Lu Yuan, who was extremely happy, couldn't help but fly upwards and flew to the white clouds above the North Peak, and once again stepped into the pure white world. This is the Baiyun Fairyland, the Baiyun World. This Baiyun Fairyland is very pure and in line with Lu Yuan's appetite, but for some reason, it does not seem to meet the appetite of most immortal cultivators. Few immortal cultivators stay in the Baiyun Fairyland.

However, it’s just right for others to stay. In this Baiyun Fairyland, fewer people stay until they are just right and pure.

In the fairyland of Baiyun, this sea of ​​clouds with silver light rushing, the white clouds turned into a huge valley, with smoke and clouds spreading, vast and endless, like an endless sea. Sometimes the sea of ​​clouds flowed slowly, like a trickle of streams. Sometimes, the white clouds were like drizzle, like a jade curtain falling, and sometimes like a rushing wave like a big river, flying down.

This is the sea of ​​clouds!

Lu Yuan likes to stay in the Baiyun Fairyland. Now he has reached the eighth level of the body training stage and can fly with the sword. At this time, he only feels endless pleasure. Naturally, he has to practice swords well in this sea of ​​clouds. Yangwu's sword moves in his hand and has already been thrown far away, and he has begun to slash Yunlang three or four feet away.

Every strike is so powerful.

Every hit is so happy.

Lu Yuan tried several consecutive strikes and was in a very happy mood. At this time, he wanted to practice swords well, but he still had to practice Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords, using Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords one by one. If Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords, he had already become extremely familiar and proficient, but this time he practiced it, he had new insights.

Under normal circumstances, Lu Yuan had already known the sword intent of Feng Zhizhi, and the sword intent of Yun Zhizhi. He should have known everything among Feng Yun 108 swords, but this time he practiced a different feeling.

It turned out that I always felt that some moves among Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords were not easy to use, because some moves would be reversed to the body when used. The swords were usually about three feet long. Sometimes a counter-sting attack could easily stab themselves. Lu Yuan has never used these sword moves very easily, and he rarely used these moves.

However, after reaching the eighth level of the Body Training Stage, I found that those moves are very useful. Because of the advancement of the sword, the person is already far away. The counter-spiking moves are no longer the ones, but in the void, and naturally they are used. The more you use these one hundred and eight swords, the more you feel the mystery of this set of swordsmanship.

Now Lu Yuan is increasingly discovering that once he reaches the level of sword control, he can use more and more sword moves and can use stronger sword moves. Lu Yuan finally understands why immortal cultivators want to create sword control techniques. One is to make themselves safer, and the other is that since their body is not next to the sword, the sword can be more perfectly displayed.

This is the sword-wielding!

This is the sword-controlling technique!

For some reason, Lu Yuan found that today he had broken his usual calm Taoist heart. Lu Yuan was extremely happy: "Okay, come again." He raised his neck and took a sip. Yangwu sword had already started to move four feet away, and waved it again. At this time, it was no longer limited to Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords. He used all the sword techniques he knew, such as Chuimu sword technique, Yuluo Seventy-Two Ways Sword Technique, and other various sword techniques he had learned. He used them happily and countless exquisite moves. Then, he was no longer only learned and created sword techniques, but he could use them as much as he could, but he was extremely happy when using the sword in this way.

The sword flies, the sword sinks, the sword falls, the sword rises, the sword stabs, the sword stabs, the sword stabs...

The distance between the sword, near or far, almost reached Lu Yuan's hand, and far to nearly ten feet away. The surrounding clouds kept tumbling, and the white clouds kept tumbling, and the sword slashed around and reunited. The surrounding clouds rose, almost wrapping Lu Yuan in it.

The clouds were cut by the sword, or they reconciled. The surrounding clouds changed, and sometimes turned into white snakes, pure white elephants, snow-white apes, or sheep, or silver chickens. The clouds changed gradually engulfed the young man who was practicing swords in the clouds and his sword.

It seems that people, swords, and clouds are originally one.

Lu Yuan had only endless pleasure at this time, but no matter how happy he was, he would land. Lu Yuan put Yangwu sword in the sheath and had already fallen to the ground. After reaching the ground, he planned to find a place to sleep. He was tired of practicing sword just now, and the master went there. The only person who cares about him was no longer there, so he started such a life.

Sleep wherever you want.

If you want to drink, you will drink it.

This is a free and lonely day.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, looking at the lights outside, Lu Yuan would sometimes ask himself if he was a little lonely. When he thought so, he met a Taoist boy looking for him. The Taoist boy said, "Master of the Peak, you can go there."

"Master Yuan Yuan, I'll go."

When Lu Yuan stepped into Zhongzheng Pinghezhai, the first sentence Master Yuan Yuan said made Lu Yuan almost confused: "Master Yan, that is, your Master Yan, are about to ascend."

In one sentence, it’s a shocking moment!
Chapter completed!