"No, not bad, you are the first person in Qihai Realm that can instantly wake up under the gaze of my Baji Emperor."

"Eight-Dire Emperor." Ye Jian's expression changed slightly. Although he did not know who the Eight-Dire Emperor was, it is not difficult to know from the word "Eight-Dire Emperor" that he must be a king of life and death.

And he is not an ordinary king of life and death. Because ordinary kings of life and death often only have one word in their title, like King Jinwu, and there is absolutely no word like Emperor.

"Dare to be the emperor among kings, this means that he was a very powerful king during his lifetime."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Jian said in his heart, and his thoughts seemed to be unable to escape the ears of the Eight-Dire Emperor in front of him, and he immediately heard him say.

"You guessed it right. I was indeed a senior king before my lifetime, but I have been dead for thousands of years. What I am standing in front of you now is just my memory."

"Young man disturbs you."

When Ye Jian heard this, he hurriedly bowed and said.

"I won't say much extra nonsense. Since your spiritual sense can enter here, it means that the inherited jade bones I left behind have fallen into your hands."

The Baji Emperor spoke lightly, "Tell me, which force you are from."

Ye Jian replied truthfully: "I am a disciple of the Nanluo Sect, the ninth-grade sect in the Zhao State of the Jinwu Domain."

"You are a disciple of the ninth-grade sect." After hearing Ye Jian's answer, the Baji Emperor was obviously stunned, as if he felt incredible.

"It's strange how strange that a small ninth-grade sect can actually cultivate geniuses like you."

Unconsciously shook his head, and the Eight-Spirit Emperor's eyes immediately looked at Ye Jian again, and while looking at him, he muttered: "Yeah, the basic technique is the Ziyang Sword Sutra. It seems that you have not lie to me."

He glanced at Ye Jian with great meaning, and then he immediately withdrew his gaze. There was no expression on the face of the Baji Emperor, and there was no sadness or joy.

However, after a while, he said again: "The inheritance I left behind is not suitable for you. I think I said that, you should understand."

Ye Jian was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then nodded. Although he knew that the result would be like this, he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed at this moment.

His special physique is a Gang Spirit Body that is rare in ten thousand years. Because of his physical limitations, in addition to the special martial arts corresponding to Tiangang, it is difficult for him to stimulate the potential in his body.

If the potential cannot be stimulated, then even if the skill Ye Jian practices is a heavenly level skill, it will eventually stop being trapped in a certain step, and may be stuck outside the realm of life and death, which may be possible.

The Gang Spirit Body is extremely powerful, but it must be stimulated with its unique skills. This is the only disadvantage of the Gang Spirit Body.

After advancing to the Qihai Realm, Ye Jian felt that the true energy in the Dantian was shackled, as if it was blocked by some invisible force. As he studied his physique in depth, Ye Jian finally understood that the feeling of the true energy being shackled was the repulsion between the Gang Ling Body and the Ziyang Sword Sutra, and the two could not coexist.

With a sigh, Ye Jian felt a little regretful. Such a great opportunity, he could obtain the inheritance of a king of life and death. This should be the happiest thing for most people.

"You don't have to be depressed." The Baji Emperor saw Ye Jian's slightly disappointed expression, but he comforted him rarely, "You have a special physique and you must practice its corresponding skills. The inheritance I left behind cannot help you, but I know that there are not none of the skills related to the Gang Spirit Body in this world."

Ye Jian's eyes were slightly brighter. He felt a glimmer of hope in front of him for the first time, and immediately continued to listen.

The Baji Emperor nodded slightly, "Although I can't help you in martial arts, I think you are following the path of swordsmanship. It happened that I had a little experience in swordsmanship in my early years, so I can help you in this aspect."

"Thank you, senior."

Although you cannot obtain the inheritance of martial arts, it is also a great benefit to be able to obtain help from the sword. Why not do Ye Jian? What's more, there is no conflict between the swordsman and the Gang Spirit Body. To improve the swordsman's cultivation, even if you change the Gang Spirit Body skills in the future, you can still use them.

"Okay, since that's the case, then you can experience it carefully. How much you can grasp depends on your own understanding and fortune."

The Baji Emperor waved his right hand gently, and suddenly, the entire starry sky where Ye Jian was located collapsed and shattered. Then the scene in front of him changed, and finally he returned to the real world.

Ye Jian sat cross-legged directly above the Bronze Hall. The moment he opened his eyes, a bright light suddenly shot in from the door of the hall, which was extremely dazzling and shot into Ye Jian's mind.

In an instant, Ye Jian's whole body was wrapped in a mysterious force, and his whole person directly entered a state of comprehending.

This is a world of swords. Ye Jian quietly looked at everything in front of him, feeling thousands of sword threads passing by and twisted in front of him, which contained some supreme meaning rules, which made people still unable to comprehend.

Just as Ye Jian comprehended these sword threads, the aura on his body became deeper and deeper in the outside world. The vast sea was boundless and unfathomable, and it was filled with sharpness. The momentum of his entire body became sharper and sharper, and finally it was almost like a peerless magic sword that was unsheathed.

However, Ye Jian could not sense the changes in his body at this moment, so he was busy constantly fusing and swallowing the wandering sword threads.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the secret of the five elements. I didn't expect it to be used like this." Ye Jian grabbed the five sword threads in front of him and sighed in shock after realizing the mystery.

"So, the fusion of sword moves can still do this."

Ye Jian jumped over a wisp of sword threads and grabbed a slightly shiny sword light. After feeling it, he gained something in his heart. At the same time, a long sword transformed into his hand, and continued to demonstrate according to his previous experience.

The sword in his hand was almost flowing and flowing, and it was done in one go. However, after Ye Jian used it, he used it again without getting tired of it.

Over and over again, he used the basic sword technique and the nine pure gold stances hundreds of times to reach the perfect state, but the sword technique suddenly changed and actually demonstrated another new set of sword techniques. This set of sword techniques has a novel and weird style, and it has reached a perfect fusion with some sword silk tracks here.

As his sword came out, the surrounding sword threads were constantly swallowed by his sword and melted into his new sword moves. Not only that, he also completely integrated the basic sword technique and the nine golden styles into this new sword technique.

In the end, his swordsmanship was successfully renewed, transformed from the swordsmanship here, possessing his own style and moves, but he was also exposed to the 70 or 80% shadow of the swordsmanship here.

With one sword, it was elusive. It seemed that it only took one move, but in fact it was a dozens of moves.

Ye Jian's cultivation in swordsmanship finally reached another level and reached another level. He was confident that if Li Cangtian fought with him again at this moment, he could use his sword technique alone to kill the opponent in seconds.

The new breakthrough in swordsmanship brought him a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of the sword. After comprehending so many sword techniques, his 80% sword intent began to slowly break through again.

The increase was not large, only a few points, reaching an 84% level. However, this means that Ye Jian has made another step further away from the perfect sword intent.

"You have already understood the thousands of sword techniques I have derived. Next is a trace of artistic conception. If you can grasp it, it will be of great benefit to your future swordsmanship."

The voice of the Baji Emperor suddenly sounded in his ears, and then the scene in front of Ye Jian changed again. This time, he was not facing the starry sky with a dead planet, nor the sword illusion with thousands of sword techniques, but an ancient place with vicissitudes.

Mountains seem to have existed for eternity, witnessing the changes of the world and changing the world; water flows through the past and the future, gurgling and endless forever.

Ye Jian looked at the scene, and a string in his heart seemed to be plucked. This landscape painting, which seemed to be ordinary, actually contained a trace of artistic conception, but Ye Jian could not fully grasp it.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged and looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him, motionless, like a stone sculpture. Time seemed to pass by before him. The scene in front of him has undergone changes in the world, and the fields have changed. Mountains are no longer mountains; water is no longer water.

Time passed by again, the mountains became mountains and the water became water.

Ye Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, he immediately stood up and looked at the scene below. He finally saw the trace of artistic conception that he could not grasp.

"Mountains are mountains, water is water; mountains are not mountains, water is not water; mountains are still mountains, water is still water. Even if there are many changes in the world and changes in the world, it will still not change again. Mountains will only be mountains, water is still water, and this is immortal."

Ye Jian's eyes were full of energy, and at the same time, an immortal aura suddenly appeared on his body, and the aura was filled with vicissitudes of time and eternal.

At the moment when this immortal aura appeared, in Ye Jian's mind, in the center of the Jian Intention Light Group, a sword intent seed composed of immortal aura slowly condensed. Once the immortal sword intent seed appeared, it had a fierce repulsion with the killing sword intent seed, but it maintained a subtle relationship.

Ye Jian suddenly realized the immortal sword intent, one of the three supreme sword intents.

Buzz ~.

Just as he understood the immortal sword intent seed, the true energy in his dantian also changed. He saw that the purple true energy, which was as vast as stars, was constantly forged and squeezed by a mysterious force around the spiritual vortex, and then it was accompanied by the sharp edge of the sword intent.

"Hey, the sword element has actually condensed." The voice of the Baji Emperor came in surprise.
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