Chapter 523 Three thousand artistic conceptions, I only take one realm

Chapter 523 Three thousand artistic conceptions, I only take one realm

The road is long, I will go up and down and seek.

Endless staircases stretch out to the horizon.

On this endless mountain road, the figure of Ye Chen and the others seemed so small.

Raising his head and looking at the blue sky within reach, the sky also became extremely gloomy, and its cold wind blew, and the Moon Dance Evil and the others all shivered.

Sword God Mountain is located in the land of extreme yin, and if it is cold today, even a warrior has to be transported to resist this inexplicable cold.

The silence on the entire mountain road was only the roar of the cold wind, seeing this, Huang Wushuang glanced at the Moon Dance Evil and the others lightly, kept silent, and continued to bury his head forward.

The light diffused by the True Qi was extremely eye-catching on this mountain road, but Ye Chen and Huang Wushuang did not have the True Qi on them, and the two of them obviously did not have the luck True Qi to resist this biting cold wind.

The mountain wind is extremely terrifying, especially the Hengshan wind, which is cold enough to scratch people's skin.

Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen were both very human beings, although the mountain wind blew on their faces, the pain that went straight to the bone marrow did not change their faces.

Seeing that Ye Chen did not use his true qi, a faint look of appreciation flashed in Huang Wushuang's eyes, the most important thing for a martial artist is not talent, but perseverance, only those with great perseverance can go further on this sword path.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and as the remnant sun sank into the horizon, the temperature between the heavens and the earth also dropped rapidly.

The more you go up, the faster this temperature drops, and at first the Moon Dance Evil can still use the True Qi to resist, but in this cold and frozen sword path, the speed of this True Qi has also become extremely slow.

In the end, the true qi on the Moon Dance Evil was getting darker and darker, as if the cold cold air had frozen that true qi.

Huang Wushuang, who was walking in front of him, stopped his figure, turned to look at Ye Chen and the others who were extremely pale, and chuckled, "How many steps have you taken in this sword path?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen and the others were stunned, and at this moment, they also forgot how many steps they had walked, and they had forgotten how long they had walked.

Seeing that a few people did not answer, Huang Wushuang did not care at all, and said lightly: "And do you know how long this road will take?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the boundless steps, his soul power also extended out, but his soul power could only extend to a few thousand meters away at most, and an invisible coercion blocked it.

"How long will this road take?" Looking at the sky that had become extremely gloomy, Ye Chen muttered softly, his eyes always so determined.

The Moon Dance Evil also looked at the boundless stone path and sighed slightly, how long will this sword path go.

Every 100 meters of ascent, the temperature around this area drops by more than one degree, and now the temperature is several degrees below zero.

How long is this sword path still to go? At this moment, everyone is asking themselves in their hearts, is this road really endless?

Seeing this, Huang Wushuang's sword finger was slightly raised, pointing to the boundless sword path, and said lightly: "Since you don't even know where this end is, and you use your true qi here, can your true qi persist to the end?"

Hearing this, the Moon Dance Evil and several people were shocked, indeed, even if they used their true qi at this moment, they could barely resist this cold air.

Shaking his head slightly, Huang Wushuang continued to turn around and quietly walked forward, still not having a trace of true qi on his body.

Raising his head to look at Huang Wushuang's figure, Ye Chen continued to follow closely behind, and his body still did not have his true qi, and he followed behind Huang Wushuang unhappily.

Seeing this, the Moon Dance Evil and the others also withdrew the true qi beside them, and just that gust of cold wind made several people shiver fiercely, and admiration also appeared in the eyes of looking at Huang Wushuang and Ye Chen.

Stepping up, several people also followed closely behind Ye Chen, and the group approached the sword path again, and the cold wind made a dark red color appear on the pale faces of several people.

In the silent night, the mountain stream was also silent, and in the gloomy sky, a few points of light emerged.

The stars that had not been seen for several days rarely appeared again, and under the starry sky, the figures of Ye Chen and the others seemed so eye-catching and so small.

The hands and feet had been frozen by the cold air, and with every step, the Moon Dance Evil felt so hard.

The stone monument erected next to the steps was already so eye-catching, and the more he walked up, the more Ye Chen could feel a little sword intent on those cold stone tablets.

Obviously, the higher you go, the higher the cultivation of the people buried around here, there are thousands of artistic conceptions in the world, and each person's artistic conception is unique, in Ye Chen's opinion, each person's artistic conception has its reference.

The soul power fluttered out, and with every step he took, Ye Chen felt two completely different sword intents, and Ye Chen had been able to follow closely behind Huang Wushuang before, but after a while, Ye Chen was pulled down dozens of steps.

The Moon Dance Evil Sect, who was originally lagging behind Ye Chen, also caught up with Ye Chen and eventually overtook him.

Turning to look at the figure below, a trace of strangeness flashed in the eyes of the Moon Dance Demon, and Huang Wushuang nodded slightly, this son can find the sword intent on the stone tablet, not bad!

Let him have a myriad of artistic conceptions, I only insist on my own artistic conception, every time Ye Chen takes a step, two completely different sword intents come to mind.

In the end, Ye Chen's speed became faster and faster, and gradually, Ye Chen caught up with Moon Dance Evil and the others again.

"This path is still there, the way of the sword!" In the Qilin ring, the soul of the fire qilin slowly woke up, feeling this extremely familiar sword way, and the fire qilin sighed softly.

Once upon a time, like Ye Chen, he walked quietly on this sword path, and after sighing, the fire qilin entered the cultivation again.

The wind was still roaring, and the lonely figure slowly advanced above the boundless sword path.

Huang Wushuang, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly stopped, turned around, lowered his head, looked at the figures below, and said lightly: "Other people's things are always someone else's, it is good to be able to recognize this clearly!"

With his eyes closed, Huang Wushuang did not continue to move forward, obviously waiting for Ye Chen and the others.

Step by step, Moon Dance Evil and the others finally stepped on the steps where Huang Wushuang and the others were, stopped their bodies, and gasped for breath in a few mouthfuls.

Everyone was waiting for the thin figure, and a few moments later, Ye Chen also stepped on this step again, his face was slightly pale, he raised his head, and chuckled at a few people: "Hold your fists, let you wait for a long time!"

Hearing this, Huang Wushuang smiled and said nothing, turned his back to Ye Chen and the others, looked at the boundless steps, and said lightly: "I don't know how long this road will take, with your cultivation, you may not reach the end, you will be frozen to death!"

The body shook slightly, and Ye Chen and the others were silent, guessing the purpose of Huang Wushuang's words.

After a while, Huang Wushuang continued: "After tens of thousands of years, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of disciples who have died from this sword path before they have reached Luoxia Peak!"

Hearing this, the Moon Dance Evil and the others all gasped a few times, and their eyes looking at this sword path also changed slightly, no longer as casual as before.

However, Ye Chen's face was as plain as before, his eyes were slowly closed, and he quietly felt the sword intent on the stone tablets on both sides, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly from time to time.

Turning around, Huang Wushuang saw Ye Chen like this, and couldn't help but secretly say: "This kid doesn't waste a little bit of time!"

His gaze moved slightly, and Huang Wushuang's gaze swept back and forth over the Moon Dance Demon, and finally landed on the Moon Dance Demon, chuckling, "You guys have to go in and move forward!"

After a slight hesitation, Moon Dance Demon also chuckled, "I believe I can stand at the end of the sword path!"

After decades of struggling for survival, Moon Dance Evil's will is extremely firm, even in the face of life and death, his determination is not moved at all, because he has a reason to become a disciple of Luoxia Peak, just because of the man surnamed Yue.

The people who can still stand here are all outstanding, and the rest of them are also chuckling, and there is a look of determination in their eyes when they look at Kendo, how can decades of hard work be in vain.

Seeing this, Huang Wushuang nodded slightly, and his gaze fell on Ye Chen.

Feeling Huang Wushuang's gaze, Ye Chen raised his head, looked directly at Huang Wushuang's gaze, and said lightly: "If one road has already been halfway walked, wouldn't it be stupid to turn back and choose another way?"

After speaking, Ye Chen closed his eyes again, quietly feeling these two faint sword intents, and after a few moments, Ye Chen took a few steps forward again, walking towards the boundless sword path