Chapter 137 The Challenge of Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain
The New Year's Day passed quickly, and after a few days of excitement, the Demon Sect returned to its usual rhythm.
Apart from not being able to sleep well every night, Lu Xun was no different from usual.
Today is the fifteenth day. After enduring the [Ink Array] at night, he will be able to obtain 2 points of array qualification.
Lin Chan's cultivation level has stabilized at the ninth level of the Qi Eating Art, and he is only one step away from the great perfection.
Lu Xun didn't know what the teacher wrote in the copybook he gave her, because the teacher asked not to tell each other, so he didn't ask Lin Chan to avoid embarrassing her.
Having said that, time really flies during the days of cultivation. It is now a new year, and Lin Chan is already sixteen years old.
At the age of sixteen, in this world, many girls are already married.
As for Lu Xun... he didn't even know how old he should say he was.
He traveled through time and space into the body of his own alter ego, so his age in his previous life naturally didn't count.
Forget it, since you are so good-looking, let’s just pretend that we were all 18 years old.
A kendo talent of 10 is called a natural swordsman, so my charm of 10 is called a natural handsome guy. That’s not too much, right?
It’s not too much to say that a fairy man is always eighteen years old, right?
On the contrary, it has been snowing continuously these past few days, which has made Lu Xun, a southerner, less surprised by the snow.
After all, it rains every few days, so he is not surprised at all.
When he had nothing to do, he would take Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan to make a snowman in front of the door of the small study.
The continuous heavy snow caused a large amount of snow to accumulate on the mountain. If Mao Nanbei did not use her spiritual power and walked directly on the snow, the snow would directly cover her knees.
This made her feel a little uncomfortable, so these days she either hung on Lu Xun or sat on his shoulders, as if she was using him as a means of transportation.
"Obviously, I can fly, so I guess he's trying to take advantage of me."
If you recall carefully, Mao Nanbei first brought Lu Xun back to the clan because he wanted to take him as a mount.
She is so naughty at such a young age, all she does is ride around all day long. If she couldn't beat him for the time being, Lu Xun would definitely pin her on his legs and spank her.
The darkness slowly enveloped the earth, and late at night, Lu Xun returned to his room.
Tonight, as long as he works hard and gets through it, he will be able to obtain 2 points of formation qualification.
Lu Xun was browsing the forum while waiting for the arrival of the hour of ugliness.
There is still some time before the public beta, but the forum is still very lively.
And Lu Xun clearly remembered that after the public beta, it would be even more explosive!
Many games are popular when they are first released for public testing, and then people quit the game one after another. However, Tianchen has always been a popular game, and its popularity remains high. Players never get tired of playing it.
After spending an hour on the forum, Lu Xun took out the copybook from his arms, then slowly opened it, waiting for it to take effect.
Now he has become immune to the word "ugly".
After more than ten days of training, he faced densely packed ugly characters every night. In addition to confirming that he did not have claustrophobia, he also learned many tricks to deceive people in the formation.
After all, the ink array is ever-changing, and the baptism he has undergone is equivalent to experiencing countless attacks from the array.
An hour passed slowly like this, and Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed. The moment his illusion was shattered, the calligraphy in his hand turned into powder in an instant.
Before he opened his eyes, his whole body shivered several times.
“The power on the last day actually doubled. I almost couldn’t bear it.” Lu Xun let out a long sigh and entered a calm mode.
He opened the task interface, and the task [Ink Array] was shown as completed.
Lu Xun decisively accepted the mission reward.
2 points of formation qualifications will be credited immediately.
In an instant, Lu Xun felt something different.
Although it was not like when his sword aptitude was improved and he could not directly transform into a sword heart, he felt more handy when using the formation, and even the power of the formation increased by several levels!
The bigger advantage is that he can now do three things at once.
In other words, he can perform three formations at the same time and maintain a high level of concentration without making mistakes.
“In the future, in addition to pretending to be a natural swordsman, can I also add the identity of a formation genius?” Lu Xun chuckled.
Lu Xun closed his character panel and prepared to have a good sleep.
"You should stay in bed for a while tomorrow morning. I guess when I wake up, Xiao Chan'er will be at my bedside with some hot porridge."
By the way, it is already past midnight and today is the fifteenth day of the lunar year, the Lantern Festival.
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Noon, outside the Demon Sect Mountain.
The Jieying Peak of the Demon Sect is like a huge scabbard. The top of the mountain was flattened by Yan Li, and it only took half of the sword energy.
The remaining half of the sword energy was hidden in the mountain, serving as the first link of the Demon Sect's mountain protection formation.
Opposite to the Jieying Peak is a small hill. This hill, which is far away from the Jieying Peak, is not within the range of the Demon Sect's mountains.
The top of this mountain was also flattened by a sword. It was Shen Yan who cut it.
That day, Shen Yan used his magical powers to help Lu Xun take a look at the sword energy in the mountains, and the sword energy shyly hid away.
Shen Yan also told him that every year a large number of highly skilled sword practitioners came to the Demon Sect's mountain gate to observe and comprehend this half-way sword energy.
Every few years, there will be people who are not afraid of death and will challenge this sword energy.
Those who want to watch basically cannot see it, and those who want to challenge it basically die. Even if they don’t die, they are basically useless.
The Demon Sect is quite considerate of both sword spectators and challengers. Shen Yan even flattened the hillside with the best view to make it easier for everyone to look out from the distance and to sit there and comprehend the sword.
Of course, it is also convenient for those who are not afraid of death to come and die.
The reason why Yan Li has been in seclusion for so many years and still holds the title of the world's number one swordsman is because up to now, no one has been able to break half of his sword with one sword.
If your sword energy can't even break half of Yan Li's sword energy, how can you have the nerve to compete for the title of the world's number one swordsman?
At this moment, quite a few people have gathered on this small hill.
They were all trying to "see through" the secret of Jieying Peak and wanted to take a good look at Yan Li's half-sword energy.
But no matter what method they used, they were still unable to see it.
What’s more interesting is that there are so many people on the mountain, but they are sitting in two groups.
And from the perspective of their posture, it seems that they are not interfering with each other .
If someone crossed the line, a sword fight would ensue.
Their robes were all light green, and the styles looked almost the same. The only difference was that the left group had a "one" embroidered on their green robes, while the right group had a "ten thousand" embroidered on their green robes.
They come from Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain respectively.
These two sects that split from Jianshan have always been competing with each other, both openly and secretly.
But the purpose of their coming here is the same, to fulfill the appointment that had been made many years ago...
——Challenge the Demonic Sword Cultivator!
Then, take back what belongs to them!
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