Knowing that there was a hidden danger in climbing Sword Peak, the Northern Meditation Cultivator began to seriously observe this peak.

Stepping into unknown danger was not something he would easily resolve.

For the time being, Tiandao has not fully adapted to the excessive spiritual power on the top of the clouds, and it does not have much effect in this environment.

But the Northern Immortal Cultivator could feel that the Cold Soul Sword Soul in his sea of consciousness was trembling slightly.

The sword intent formed by sharpening the sword intent exuded a faint power next to the cold sword soul, as if it was competing with something in the outside world.

This is the Shoreless Sword Peak, and what the Cold Darkness Sword Intent is fighting against is of course also the Sword Intent.

Thinking of this, the Northern Immortal Cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, just looked at the towering and upright Sword Peak and was silent for a moment, and then began to climb again.

Gradually, as he climbed higher and higher, the trembling of the Cold Soul Sword Soul became more and more intense.

And when he found the seventh place to rest temporarily, there was already a faint sting in his sea of consciousness.

He knew that the sword intent here had surpassed the cold sword intent he had cultivated.

Although he was taught by his father to sharpen his sword intent when he was a child, he couldn't learn it all at that time, and he didn't have a natal sword, even if he studied it for a period of time in the future, he could only gather a little bit of sword intent with a little chill with great difficulty.

Now that the Cold Sword is already in his hands, he has also learned the complete sword intent, and all the originally scattered sword intents have been absorbed and polished by the Cold Sword Soul, becoming the real Cold Sword Intent.

But after all, it was only a few days, and no matter how pure the cold sword intent was, there was only a little bit of it.

And in front of the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, this sword peak was shrouded in mist.

The higher the place, the thicker the clouds.

These clouds and mist are all sword intent.

It's all the meaning of Jian Feng.

Where he was now, the clouds were still thin.

Can you really go up on your own?

After asking himself, he decided to take a look first.

With each upward step, the pain in the sea of Northern Meditation Cultivation increased by one point, from the slight pain like a mosquito bite at the beginning to the sharp pain like a knife cut, but it was only a difference of tens of meters in height.

When he came to the ninth rest point, the Northern Meditation Cultivator was already sweating profusely.

The oppression of his sea of knowledge has gradually approached his limit.

If he goes any further, maybe he won't be able to hold on.

At this time, he knew that the pain in the sea was almost the same as when he was infected by the Fallen Yuan.

Thinking of this, Bei Ming Xiu bit the tip of his tongue lightly, sobered himself up a little, and then his heart moved.

A faint black aura once again diffused throughout his body.

There was also a black gas in the sea of knowledge.

The Soul of the Dark Sword didn't react much to this outsider, and the trembling amplitude gradually decreased.

These faint black qi covered the surface of Zhihai, mending the rift that had been pierced by the sword intent.

Bei Mingxiu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to climb upward.

......

Looking at the small black dot on the sword peak, Shang Yunjian's face was much more solemn, and he said anxiously, "Why did he use that?"

Long Yao's tone was quite approving: "Make a decision immediately, not bad." ”

Shang Yunjian looked at Long Yao a little helplessly, and said, "Although I know that with you watching, Xiao Xiu should be able to completely control that black qi, but such a dangerous thing, it is still worrying to watch." ”

Long Yao said lightly: "It's okay, if he can't fully grasp it." That won't work. ”

Her gaze was fixed on somewhere not far below the peak of Sword Peak, and she sighed: "It's a pity, it's not enough. ”

......

The sword intent on the sword peak, only the sword intent can resist.

Even the half-dead Fallen Yuan who had tortured the Northern Meditation Cultivator still had a lot of gaps with the sword intent in terms of fierceness.

On the way to continue upward, the Northern Meditation Cultivator could clearly feel that the sword intent was still leaving traces in his sea of consciousness.

Fallen Yuan tried to resist and repair, but once he faced the sword intent, he could only retreat.

Moreover, the pain brought to the body by the fallen yuan was no lighter than the sword intent at all.

When Zhou Han rested for the eleventh time, the whole person was really about to reach the limit.

But he also found an interesting phenomenon.

Some of the sword intents that entered his sea of consciousness did not withdraw, but were absorbed by the cold sword soul. Become his own sword intent.

This made him sure that this Sword Peak was actually a good place to cultivate and sharpen his sword intent.

And I can't climb it by myself, to a large extent, because of the weakness of the cold sword intent, if it accumulates for two or three years, it can definitely easily climb to the peak.

However, if the sword intent is sharpened on the sword peak, this time can be shortened many times.

So without hesitation, he began to move downward.

The black aura of the fallen yuan gradually disappeared.

The pain in my body is also gradually subsiding.

Returning to the place where he rested for the eighth time, Bei Ming Xiu felt the situation of Zhihai with satisfaction, then closed his eyes and began to polish his sword intent with the help of Jian Feng's sword intent.

This polishing is a few days.

The place where he sharpened his sword intent also continued to rise, and finally on the fourteenth day, he came to the eleventh resting place again.

Tomorrow is the deadline for the half-moon period, and this is his last chance.

This time he didn't hesitate.

The black qi of the fallen yuan drifted in the wind, and the Northern Immortal Cultivator turned into a gust of wind, sprinting towards the top of the sword peak, and the speed was much faster than at the beginning.

But as the height gradually increased, the black qi of the fallen yuan became more and more intense, and his speed became slower and slower.

By the time he was only a few meters from the summit, he had stopped where he was, sweat falling down the cliff face.

He looked at the near, but far away, peak, and said, "I give up." ”

A puzzled voice came from the summit: "Why do you want to give up when you are only one step away from reaching the summit?"

The Northern Meditation Cultivator replied, "Because if I go one step further, if you don't save me, I will definitely die." ”

"You haven't tried, how do you know you're going to die?"

"I know my abilities better than anyone else, maybe it will take another three months to sharpen my sword intent before I can take this last step, I chose to climb to the top, just to confirm this fact. The Northern Meditation Cultivator said calmly, "If it is for the sake of this meaningless momentary bravery, it is really stupid to fall into some incurable disease or directly lose your life." ”

There was silence at the summit for a moment, followed by laughter.

Shang Yunjian stretched out his hand and pulled the Northern Immortal Cultivator up, and an extremely powerful sword intent immediately enveloped the Northern Immortal Cultivator's whole body.

Long Yao quickly took out a talisman and pasted it on the door of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's brain.

Shang Yunjian looked at Bei Ming Cultivator, spread his hands and said, "You won, I forgot the sword intent here at the beginning, I thought you would surrender halfway." Even your master thought that you would stop under the stone fifty meters down here, but I didn't expect you to be able to do it to such an extent. ”

Hearing Shang Yunjian's words, Bei Mingxiu didn't have the slightest emotion on his face, but it wasn't because he didn't listen attentively, but because he was trying to calm the waves in the sea of knowledge.

He knew that Shang Yunjian and Long Yao would definitely be here, because the difficulty of this sword peak was far beyond his ability.

Maybe they are just waiting for him to break through the limit and do everything to reach the peak.

It's just that he doesn't like to take risks, especially after learning the fact that he must be able to see the Canglang Sword Spectrum.

After the sea of knowledge was completely stabilized, the Northern Immortal Cultivator spoke: "Can I read the Canglang Sword Spectrum?"

Shang Yunjian smiled faintly, pointed to the cliff not far behind him, and said, "Feel free." ”