Chapter 425 Nine Heavens of the Wind

The wind roared, and Gan Ping was going to the top of the peak step by step. He did not use the real yuan or the magic treasure. With the strength of his body, he climbed this lonely mountain, which was not at the top. In the wind layer like a blade, even Gan Ping's cultivation was a little difficult to support. In this 160,000-foot high mountain, the Jianxin Hall is less than halfway up the mountain, which is already higher than the peak of other sects. Now coming out of the Jianxin Hall, the direction Gan Ping climbs is the sword tomb at the top of the peak.

The sword mound, the place where the sword of the sword immortals are buried in the past dynasties, is also a sitting place for peerless sword cultivation. The monks of Lingxiao Sword Sect do not cultivate the yuan god, but only rely on the sharp sword in the palm of their hands. It is not like other immortals. As long as the yuan god is immortal, they can be cultivated by weight. This is the cultivation method of breaking his own way back and sinking the boat, which comes from the self-confidence and determination of the sword fairy. Either prove the Tao by force, break through the barrier of heaven and man, feather and ascend to immortals, or the soul is scattered and dissipated between heaven and earth. There is no third way to go!

Therefore, most of these swordsmanships have no long body, and their thoughts are on cultivation, and their lifelong cultivation is on a sword. Mo Congfeng is taking the road of this ancient sword cultivation, and he is not distracted. Although he is the first of the Wei Yufeng Tiangong Hall, his magic weapon Xuanbing is just a bladeless sword. The words of Sword Seventeen still echoed in his ears, "The world is blowing, and people's hearts are not old. Most of today's sword cultivation have changed their taste. It's ridiculous that these people don't know that a hundred years of life is fleeting. Even if the immortals of immortals live for hundreds of years, they are just a flick in front of heaven and earth. Only by throwing everything and focusing on a sword can they have a chance. Break through the heat, you can get a glimpse of the supreme kendo. These people have all taken the crooked road..." Gan Ping did not make any statement about this statement. After all, everyone has their own choice. In fact, this Lingxiao Sword Sect is a path that does not cultivate his life, but only cultivates swordsmanship. In the eyes of others, isn't it a crooked road?

And now Gan Ping is going to the sword mound, the Guren Mountain Lingxiao Sword Sect, the holy place in the mind of the whole sect, and the place where the elders of the sect sit. Unlike other sects, Lingxiao Jianzong is not defensive at all and let his disciples come and go. The only thing is that you can't fly with a sword, and you can only climb slowly with the power of the body. There is nothing we can do about it. This lonely mountain is 160,000 feet high. If you want to go to the peak, you must pass through this horrible Gangfeng layer. In this Gangfeng layer, even the Yuanshen monks will be scared, as if they are walking on thin ice. If it is not attached to this mountain, Gan Ping simply feels that he will be rolled up without a trace.

When you get here, the cliffs are already steep and strange rocks. The mountain, which has been blown and polished by the wind for many years, is as smooth as a mirror, and there is no attachment. In the difficult depths, Gan Ping inserted his claws into the mountain and slowly climbed up. He couldn't imagine that such a hardness of the mountain wall could not even bear his own body, and how did those disciples of Lingxiao Jianzong who were lower than their own cultivation persist step by step?

In this Lingxiao Sword Sect, there are 3,600 kinds of big sword tips and 57,000 kinds of small sword tips. In addition, all kinds of self-created swordsmanships created by masters of all dynasties are even more like a vast sea of smoke. Even the elder sword seventeen is difficult to find out the differences one by one. Therefore, Gan Ping naturally doesn't know which one to choose. This is also a common problem for all the disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect. However, these people have another choice, that is, the sword tomb on the top.

In addition to the Jianxin Hall, the only place with swordsmanship on Gu Ren Mountain is the sword mound where the senior master sits. Because they don't practice their lives, there are often many swordsmen because Shouyuan is exhausted. Therefore, most of the monks of the Guren Mountain Lingxiao Sword Sect are more than 400 years old, which is twice as short as other sects. However, even so, this Lingxiao Sword Sect is also a true portrayal of these sword practitioners who have become immortals, with the largest number of people flying to the immortal world.

With a glance, Gan Ping quickly stretched out his hand and took a piece of dark red metal that flew rapidly from his side in the palm of his hand. The slight pain came, which made Gan Ping couldn't help smiling bitterly. Jiutianfeng copper, a special metal that can only be produced in this wind layer, is the excellent refining material for refining flying swords. However, this world's first-class sharpness is also the biggest threat to those who are trying to cross the Jiutian Fengfeng monks.

At the speed of the wind, it drives the nine-day wind copper that is originally around the sharp air. In this wind layer, this small metal is as terrible as a top-quality sword pill. Even the Yuanshen monk, in the face of countless nine-day wind bronze, can only retreat. Just a few miles below, Gan Ping was hit on the back heart by a piece of nine-day wind copper the size of a human head without checking for a while. If it hadn't been for Ganping's physical refinement again, it would have reached the high level of Rongyuan. In addition, Ganping's vigilance would have covered the scales made by the blood all over his body, and he would have died on the spot.

But even so, Ganping was almost shot down to the top of the mountain and fell into the terrible airflow. However, that piece of Jiutianfeng copper has naturally become Ganping's trophy. I'm afraid that such a large piece of Jiutianfeng copper can't be condensed for ten thousand years? As a disciple of Mo Minfeng, how can he miss it? From time to time, there will be nine-day wind copper driven by the wind and embedded in it. Naturally, Ganping will not be polite and digs it out one by one.

This is also the source of the Feijian material of the disciple of Lingxiao Jianzong. Just look at the quality of a disciple Feijian, you can know how many times he has traveled in this wind layer. For these, the senior management of Lingxiao Sword Sect did not stop it. Compared with other sects, the management of Lingxiao Sword Sect is much looser. It only teaches a sword secret of practice and distributes elixir for healing every month, and then let these disciples go. It is completely a free-range attitude. How much you can achieve depends on yourself. However, it is this almost unreasonable training method that makes the talents in the sect emerge one after another, which has to be said to be a strange thing.

However, Gan Ping, who is struggling in this Gangfeng layer, knows the reason. No one will choose the sword formulas piled up like mountains in the heart of the sword hall. The manpower is sometimes exhausted, but this sword formula is as vast as a sea of smoke. If you want to climb the high peak, you can only step on the bones of the ancestors and move forward step by step. Although the predecessors of the sword mound failed to succeed, they have also reached a state of admiring after all. Compared with those achievements that have a slim way forward, the skill of sitting in the sword mound is undoubtedly a shortcut.

But this road is also difficult to go. As long as you can pass through this wind layer and reach the disciples in the sword mound, all of them are determined. Tens of thousands of people choose one, with the sword formula that conforms to their own road, they will naturally enter the country thousands of miles a day. However, there are many losers among these people. They piled up at the corner of the mountain, and the thick white bone powder up to several feet shows the end of these losers. In this nine-day wind layer, it is impossible to get a whole corpse.

Survival of the fittest, this natural law is infinitely magnified in Lingxiao Jianzong. The capable live and the weak die. This is the law of survival here. Among the tired shares, there are many peerless geniuses who are better than Ganping's qualifications, but in the end, they have turned into bone powder all over the sky. As a swordsman, he chooses a road against the sky. If he is not strong, how can he reach the peak of decision? Instead of wasting the elixir, it's better to give way to others.

In an instant, Gan Ping figured out this section, and a trace of chill rose in his heart. This Lingxiao Jianzong is really ruthless. No matter what kind of character it is, there is only one dead word that can't get through this Gangfeng layer, but those elders don't see it. Although the strength of Lingxiao Jianzong is extremely strong, Gan Ping does not like this cold place without any humanity. In his heart, it is always full of the kind face that is held by the fire and has never dispersed.