What kind of sword intent is this?

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart.

When he stepped on the last stone staircase, it also marked his qualification to enter the second level.

On the first layer, the jade is exquisite, and the dust is like water, and the two are still intoxicated with the books they are reading.

"Sword Thirty, why does this stone ladder have such changes?" Ye Feng asked coldly, his tone was not very good, Sword Thirty just said that there was nothing strange in it.

Jian Thirty obviously felt Ye Feng's mood change, and he looked a little panicked, "When I came in, I didn't feel this kind of thing at all, I don't know what the hell is going on." Sword Thirty was very innocent, and his tone was a little overwhelmed.

"Could it be because you are not a human body?" Ye Feng muttered slightly.

"Yes, maybe it's because of this, I'm a sword spirit, as long as there is a sword qi, as long as it's within my tolerance, I can advance and retreat freely. ”

Ye Feng's words, after Jian Thirty heard it, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly.

In fact, what was the reason for this, which caused the scene he and Ye Feng felt completely different, he didn't know, but Ye Feng's explanation just now was very reasonable.

Ye Feng stopped talking, he raised his steps, opened the door of the second floor and walked in.

The second layer of sword qi was still so strong, the sword qi filled the entire space, and once people entered, they felt the strong repulsive aura of the sword qi.

Ye Feng knew that this was the sword intent of the sword cultivation of the Jindan period, and the sword intent was generally the user's natal thing, except for himself, of course, he would reject others.

However, over the past few hundred years, the sword qi has gradually weakened a lot with the death of the master.

The second floor was extremely empty and unfinished, with dust on the beams and even some cobwebs.

Ye Feng found that there were many scratches on the wall of the stone tower, which were all drawn by sword qi.

He could imagine that the sword cultivator who had cultivated again at the beginning, kept dancing and flying the sword in his hand, wandering freely on the second layer, and the powerful sword qi cut through the walls and left traces of a hundred years.

In the center, there is a futon, and on top of the futon, a skull shelf.

Ye Feng stepped forward, and the skeleton shelf sat on the futon, but the only strange thing was that the skeleton's right arm was propped up on his chin.

When this person was dying, he was still thinking, which made Ye Feng extremely admired.

A rusty flying sword fell in front of the skeleton, and because the time was too long, the sword qi inside dissipated completely, without a trace of sword intent.

Ye Feng looked at this skeleton with mixed feelings, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart.

After a hundred years of penance, he still failed to survive in the end and became a skeleton.

Looking at the terrifying skeleton, a trace of fear arose in his heart, if he didn't break through the golden pill, I am afraid that after a hundred years, he would become like this, immortality, I must obtain immortality.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, since you have already died, it is better to bury you. Ye Feng glanced around and found that it was indeed as Sword Thirty said, there was nothing strange left here.

This flying sword is a good divine weapon, but because it has gone through a hundred years and has not been nourished by the master's sword qi, this flying sword has also become a waste.

It's better to bury it with the master.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand to touch the skeleton, and dust scattered from the skeleton.

However, when Ye Feng stretched out and just touched the skeleton, a faint red light actually passed into his body from the skeleton, and Ye Feng was shocked.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, trying to see where the red glow had flowed in.

In front of him, the skeleton seemed to have been blown by the wind, and suddenly collapsed into dust, but there was no need to bury it.

At the same time, Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the futon, trembled with sword qi all over his body, and traces appeared on the ground from the released knife qi.

Where his heavenly spirit was covered, a trace of red shone brightly.

Ye Feng found that there were a lot of words floating in his head, and this text was about the second layer of sword cultivation.

"I, is a lonely person, I, through the world of change, a line of sword, unexpectedly unpredictable, in the end or die on the sword, I always think that people should pursue something in life, I pursue the sword, I have no regrets in this life. ”

"However, I think everything needs to change, after watching so many cheats, I found that in fact, human emotions are the most powerful weapon in the world, no matter how powerful your sword cultivation is, but it is always controlled by emotions, because we are all human. Everyone has their own sword path and their own sword intent.

My sword intent is my emotion, my sword intent is the emotion of the world, and my sword intent is the emotion of the sword, so I created the emotional realm, and under my emotional sword intent, I am God. ”

This is the first paragraph of the text, which made Ye Feng understand a little bit about the person of this sword cultivator, he seems to be very confident and independent.

Is his sword intent the emotional realm?

Ye Feng then continued to look at it, and found that it was actually about the cultivation method of the emotional realm, transforming the emotions of the world into sword qi and sword intent, so that his sword intent was also infected with emotions.

If you are happy, your sword intent is happy, and if you are sad, your sword intent will be sad.

If I grieve, the people within my sword intent realm will grieve.

If I'm happy, the people inside the sword intent will be happy.

If I want to kill, the emotion of the sword intent will be full of killing intent, and once the killing intent is formed, the emotion will trigger the emotion, and the person in the sword intent realm will have the killing intent, and I can manipulate his emotions to make him commit suicide.

Ye Feng read it, sentence by sentence, word by word, and became more and more shocked.

There are seven emotions in life, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hatred, and desire.

The more Ye Feng looked at it, the more crazy he felt, but after thinking about it, he felt that what this person said was quite right, extremely correct, and there was no problem with the logic.

It seemed that his emotions were all infected, Ye Feng exhaled a long breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead, this sword intent was too domineering.

However, this kind of thing in the realm, this sword cultivator was able to create it, Ye Feng felt that it was a miracle.

What would happen if this kind of thing was transformed into a sword qi realm?

Ye Feng had a bold idea in his heart.

Then he sat down cross-legged and began to practice according to the method of emotions inside.

On the surface, there was nothing strange about this second layer, but now Ye Feng found that what was really terrifying was the skeleton.

The sword cultivator didn't tell him about his life, but it was a pity that this extremely talented person actually died when he broke through the golden pill, if he didn't do this, he would definitely be able to break through the world in the cultivation realm.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Jian Thirty asked in the sword box, but Ye Feng didn't answer, he was now immersed in the cultivation of the emotional realm.

Slowly, Ye Feng found that there were some colorful substances floating around him, and this kind of substance could only be found by slowly surveying with his spiritual power.

He knew that this was the seven feelings, the cultivation of the seven emotions was the cultivation of the soul, and it required spiritual power to cultivate, Ye Feng had spiritual power, so he could cultivate.

......

Outside the Qingyu Gate, Black and White Impermanence finally found this place.

"Old Hei, I found that the person was near here, he must be inside this mountain gate, and I felt the strong yin qi of the soul hooking fork. ”

Bai Wuchang looked at the black impermanence beside him happily with a hideous face.

"After looking for so long, I finally found it, haha, okay, let's hurry up and get in. ”

"Hey, something is wrong, old black, you don't feel a palpitating breath. After Bai Wuchang entered the Qingyumen Mountain Gate, his nose sniffed in the air, and he found that there was a dangerous smell in the air.

The smell seemed to make him palpitate.

"I smell it too, what is this breath, why does it get stronger the more you go inside?"

Suddenly, on the top of a mountain, the two of them saw a small yellow monkey.

"Old Hei, look, that monkey, how is it possible, how can he appear here?" Bai Wuchang's face was extremely pale, although he was already very white, but at this glance, his body was trembling.

However, Black Impermanence seemed to be much calmer than him.

"Lao Bai, don't be afraid, this monkey is just a late congenital stage, what are you afraid of him doing, even if he is a devil, he is just a devil who has not grown up, and we still have the strength to fight against the devil who has not grown up. Black Impermanence analyzed.

"You see that this monkey didn't find the two of us, which shows that his strength is very weak, let's leave it alone for now, let's go directly to the place where the aura of the Soul Hook Fork is strong. ”

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