MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 214 one line of footprints

  Chapter 214 A line of footprints

   "What a terrifying sword intent, who is that..."

   "Is someone coming here for the first time and experiencing the baptism of the holy light?"

   "Who can recognize, which sect's sword power is this..."

On the top of the giant mountain, surrounded by smoke and clouds, all kinds of rare elixir and strange flowers grow, it is a blessed place filled with aura, many young geniuses from various sects are here to discuss the way, but at this time, almost everyone, It was the sword light that attracted his eyes, showing a look of horror.

   "This kind of sword intent... is it really a foundation-building cultivator?"

   "90% of the geniuses here may not be able to block this sword..." A genius from Xuanxingdongtian murmured, his face full of disbelief.

He looked at a figure in front of him with an extremely strong aura, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Fang Yue, you are one of the strongest people in my Xuanxing Cave Heaven Foundation Establishment, and you are expected to set foot on the seeds of the holy way in the future. Look at this A sword..."

However, even his senior brother Fang Yue shook his head slightly: "I can't stop it, this kind of sword intent has almost surpassed the limit of the Foundation Establishment Realm, this is not at all a genius that can be cultivated in such a blessed place like our Yu Kingdom... "

  Behind Fang Yue, the genius's eyes changed slightly. He couldn't help but glance at a few figures in a certain direction, then quickly lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "You mean...another holy place for cultivating immortals?"

   "Who knows, this time the Blackstone ruins are opened, the water is really too muddy, you tell my colleagues, be careful in everything today, don't be too sharp..."

At this moment, not only here, but also above the giant peak, there is a low noise, the three great caves, the six blessed places, and even some hermit sects with deep foundations, and even some supreme talents from the holy places of cultivating immortals outside Yu Kingdom, who say yes It is not an exaggeration to be so talented.

  However, these geniuses are all shaken by this sudden sword light, and even in a secluded area, where few people dare to approach, there are a few figures showing dignified expressions and discussing in a low voice.

   "Is there such a swordsman genius in my ancient Hua Holy Land?" A figure in black robe sat quietly on a bluestone, and asked suddenly.

"I would like to report to the Holy Son of Ancient Chi, it should be... not!" A slightly older middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "My holy way in the Holy Land of Ancient China is not specialized in kendo after all, and there is no such top-notch kendo genius... "

"Very good, see you later, you can practice your hands!" The black-robed figure glanced at the gradually dissipating sword light, then closed his eyes, and the chaotic mist circulated around him, covering it like a statue. Like gods and demons dormant in the depths of the chaos, there is a faintly terrifying aura.

   "The achievement of the ancient Chi Shengzi in the ancient Hua Taoist scriptures is even more terrifying..."

   "Haha, Senior Brother Gu Chi was selected as the Holy Son when he was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, how could he be in vain..." Several geniuses from the Guhua Holy Land exclaimed.

  Even those veteran foundation-building cultivators in the Holy Land who were much older than him showed shock, and then smiled in relief. With such a peerless talent in the Holy Land, there is no need to worry about it for hundreds of thousands of years in the future.

   "Let's wait and see now, who is the genius who comprehended the sword's intent in the rays of the Holy Dao? If it's the arrogance of other holy places, it would be a good time to make friends..."

   "Maybe it's a casual cultivator!"

   "That would be even better, it is his blessing to ask him to be the guardian of the Holy Son..."

  …

  On the 30th floor, Jiang Ming met a young man who practiced an ancient and strange Taoist scripture, which can deprive the enemy of life.

   "What a powerful spell..." Jiang Ming was envious, but unfortunately he was just a witness and had no way to learn it.

And in his heart, he had some guesses about the test of the rays of light. This low mountain stone step should be the path of a strong man's practice. Each step represents a stage of him, and Jiang Ming You have to experience these stages and experience the tempering of your body and mind.

  poof...

  Suddenly, a strand of Jiang Ming's hair turned gray and white, and then turned into flying ash and fell down.

  嗡~

   There was a burst of talisman light around him, and Jiang Ming felt a force of repulsion. He knew in his heart that this should be his limit.

Jiang Ming is also content, thirty steps, he not only comprehended the sword intent, but also all his spells, scriptures, body, muscles, flesh and soul, seemed to have been tempered and washed thirty times, making its foundation even stronger. Being stable will be of great benefit to his future practice.

  However, at this moment, the eternal light that had been silent for a long time suddenly moved.

  Wow~

  Eternal source light shook slightly, and a halo flowed through Jiang Ming's whole body, instantly repairing the damage he suffered completely, and the hair that was turned into fly ash just now grew out again.

  The rippling talisman lights all over Jiang Ming's body suddenly flickered chaotically, as if he had never encountered such a situation...

  A moment later, the rippling rune light suddenly dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

   "Can it still be like this?" Jiang Ming was extremely shocked.

  He tried to step up another step, and the sun was rising, continuing to wash his body foundation, but this time, he didn't see any figure.

   "It seems to be stuck with a BUG, ​​but not completely successful..."

Jiang Ming thought in his heart that the figure he saw on each step and the various spells he performed had greatly inspired him. It was a rare opportunity, but even if there was no such figure, there would still be the rays of the Holy Dao on each step , being able to baptize his body, the accumulated benefits are immeasurable.

With the help of the Immortal Source Light, Jiang Ming stepped up the steps. After the 30th floor, no figure could be seen, but the more he went up, the more terrifying the rhyme of Dao that Jiang Ming could feel .

  After a hundred steps, Jiang Ming could even feel a terrifying existence standing beside him...

After three hundred steps, feeling the more mysterious and profound Dao rhyme around him, Jiang Ming conjectured more confidently that the growth path of the low mountain steps may really be the path that a saint once walked, leaving it to future generations To comprehend and refer to.

  Above the 500 steps, Jiang Ming could even see the fragments of the avenue, like broken mirrors, floating in the surrounding void, refracting magnificent colors, and countless talisman lights flowing, carrying thousands of avenues.

  On his spirit base, the Dao talisman light flickered, as if echoing the fragments of the Dao outside, it actually attracted a trace of inexplicable halo, blending into the spirit base, making the fragments of the Dao in Jiang Ming's spirit foundation more agile and mysterious...

  On the 634th floor, Jiang Ming finally reached the top of the dwarf mountain. There are still bare rocks, withered weeds and shrubs, nothing out of the ordinary.

   "Is this the end of Saint's Road?"

  Jiang Ming murmured, six hundred and thirty-four... This number has nothing special, and it doesn't have any special meaning. Maybe it's just the height of the Dao Realm that this saint is in.

  Hoo~

  The surrounding sun was faintly flowing, and the whole short mountain was gradually becoming blurred. Jiang Ming seemed to see a towering giant peak, which was gradually overlapping with this short mountain...

"Um?"

  Before the short mountain disappeared completely, Jiang Ming's eyes shrank suddenly.

At the end of the steps, in front of him, there was a line of shallow footprints, emitting a faint light. Even though the low mountain was almost blurred and dissipated, that line of footprints still existed, as if gradually stepping into the chaotic void and disappearing into the distance end...

   "The footsteps left by the saint?"

  Jiang Ming's heart was shaken, but he couldn't see anything anymore. The whole short mountain disappeared completely, even the footprints were gone.

  But he was still down-to-earth, and he did not know when he had already reached the top of a huge peak that could hardly be seen. There was aura in front of him, and precious medicines were everywhere.

   Behind Jiang Ming, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing. In a sea of ​​smoke and clouds, there is no shadow of a short mountain...

  (end of this chapter)