Zong Shou laid powerlessly on the roof of the carriage, but he still tried his best to maintain the circulation in his body. He shook the muscles in his body, using the internal breathing technique to absorb the power of the sun.
His limbs felt warm, as if he was standing beside a flame. However, within his soul, he only felt waves of discomfort.
Soul power was of the yin attribute and couldn't handle the fire of the sun. However, when spirit masters started cultivating, they needed to accumulate large amounts of yin soul power. This was where it clashed with martial cultivation, and it would only get better when one reached the Return to Sun Realm.
However, martial cultivation wasn't without its benefits. A strong body and abundant vital energy could be the foundation for soul power to grow.
Under the scorching sun, pretty much every moment that passed, Zong Shou felt his body becoming a little stronger.
Unfortunately, Yin Yang still hadn't broken through to the Xiantian Realm.
After recovering some strength, Zong Shou sighed and sat up, "Uncle Yin, don't be anxious. Although breaking through to the Xiantian Realm also depends on luck. However, you have already touched that barrier, and you will probably advance in half a month. As long as you put your mind to it, you don't need to be deliberate. Who knows, you might be able to do it tomorrow! "
"Thank you for your advice!"
Yin Yang, who was focused on driving, turned around and smiled when he heard that. His face didn't show any signs of depression, only a little apologetic, "Yin Yang isn't anxious, I just feel that I have let you down. During these few days, you spent so much time to show me the mysteries of the martial path. However, Yin Yang's talent is too stupid, and he still can't break through. "
Zong Shou laughed. As expected, his servant had seen through it long ago. He had specially practiced the Great Blazing Sun Fist on the carriage with the intention of teaching these two people. Following which he heard Yin Yang ask curiously, "Prince, seventeen days ago, when you fought with Zhao Yanran, did you use sword intent?"
"Why are you asking this?" Zong Shou's brows furrowed, and then he gave out a self-mocking laugh, "To use sword intent, one has to be at least Martial Ancestor. How can I have that right now? To be able to understand the rhythm of the sword technique is already not bad. "
"Something's wrong!"
Yin Yang shook his head solemnly, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Ever since that day, I've been thinking about the Crown Prince's swordsmanship every day. The more I think about it, the more unfathomable it is. I only feel that the Crown Prince's martial arts achievements are several times better than mine. Especially the last sword, Yin Yang had no recollection of it at all. Or should I say that I can't remember … "
Hearing this, Chu Xue's eyes widened. She tried to recall carefully. Sure enough, she did not have the slightest impression of the last sword strike that had repelled Zhao Yanran. He had clearly seen it with his own eyes more than ten days ago.
"When the demoness left, she said that Your Highness's Sword Dao was already connected to the spirit. She also asked if Your Highness knew about sword intent. At that time, even if the Crown Prince did not use the Sword Will, I'm afraid he was not far off! "
Zong Shou smiled but did not answer. He thought to himself, "So what if this martial will is profound?" With his current situation, even if Zhao Yanran did not use Xiantian true qi, he could only win by a hair's breadth.
However, for Yin Yang to be able to see all this, it meant that the day he broke through to the Xiantian Realm was really fast.
Just as he was about to give a few more pointers, Zong Shou's brows furrowed as he looked to the front.
"What is that doing?"
Without needing Zong Shou to remind him, Yin Yang and Chu Xue had already noticed the abnormality in front of them.
About three thousand meters away, there was a surging river. It was at the height difference where a giant silver waterfall fell three thousand feet, giving rise to the sound of thunder.
There were dense forests on both sides of this place, the tallest trees reaching four hundred feet. Only the center could allow carriages and people to pass through.
However, at this moment, there were hundreds of different types of carriages blocking this path. The people on the carriages all looked anxiously in the direction of the river bank.
Zong Shou was a little curious. After standing up, he stood on his tiptoes and looked into the distance. He could vaguely see a figure sitting in the middle of the waterfall.
His expression could not be seen clearly, but from his actions, he seemed to be sighing.
There was nothing special about this person, but the carriages on both sides of the river bank did not dare to pass and blocked the entrance. Zong Shou's expression also slightly froze. His gaze moved to the side of this person, where there was a giant black steel saber.
It looked like a saber, but it was more accurate to say that it was a giant steel plate. It was about ten feet long and stabbed into the ground. There were dragon patterns on it, and just looking at it gave off a huge sense of oppression.
Apart from this person and the saber, there were also a dozen burly servants standing at the intersection, blocking all the carriages at the crossing.
"Why does this saber feel so familiar?"
Zong Shou fell into deep thought. What he was familiar with was not the saber, but the intent and spirituality on the saber. This was something that the owner of the saber had poured into and nurtured day and night.
On the other side, Yin Yang directly leaped out, crossing the land and arriving in front in just a dozen steps. He casually found a person to ask about what was going on. A moment later, his face was ashen white as he walked back.
"Prince, I heard that the person in front is comprehending martial arts. Look at the Mingjing Mountain and Fallen Cloud Waterfall. He doesn't want people to disturb him and ruin the intent of this place, so he doesn't allow anyone to pass! I heard that this person has been sitting here for seven to eight days. "
"Comprehending martial arts?"
Zong Shou frowned and looked to the east. There was a giant mountain there, not only was it shaped like a mirror. The side facing him was also as smooth as a mirror, like one could see one's reflection. This place could be said to be famous mountains and rivers, and martial cultivators loved to learn from heaven and earth. It made sense for them to comprehend martial arts here.
"There are so many carriages on both sides of the river, so why is no one unhappy?"
Although this place was not a place that one had to pass to get to Cloud Saint City, it was the closest and most convenient way. The Dayuan River flowed three thousand miles, and even where it started, it was five thousand feet wide. Most parts of the river flowed quickly, and only at this place where the Fallen Cloud Waterfall landed, the water flow was slightly calm.
Yin Yang's expression was even uglier, "The few merchant groups here all have martial masters protecting them, and there are even seven Mythic Realm experts. They all tried to chase them away, but they were all chased back. Yin Yang also took a close look at that person, and I don't know how strong he is … "
Zong Shou broke out into a laugh. Just looking at the intent gathered on the giant knife, that person wasn't someone a martial master could fight against.
Even Zhao Yanran that day was far from enough. Lingyun Long Ruo, who was already at the Day Wandering Realm, also didn't have the ability.
"Only knowing how to use strength to suppress people!" Chu Xue scoffed coldly, fighting for justice, "This person is too reckless! Why did he choose this place to block everyone's path? "
The cloud crossing carriage could fly a hundred feet into the air, and it could barely be considered an all-terrain road, so they didn't need to purposely choose a place to cross the river. However, if they wanted to change a path, they would need to spend some time.
Those carriages were even worse. If they couldn't pass here, they would have to take a ten-day detour. After all, this place was the wilderness, and if they stayed for too long, they would attract beast hordes.
Zong Shou didn't need to worry too much about the beast hordes. With that person there, even the slightly smarter beasts wouldn't get close.
However, he couldn't afford to waste time now. Thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head, "Let's take a detour! Others can't do anything to this person. "
Yin Yang nodded his head silently. This matter had nothing to do with them, and at most, they would have to walk for half a day. Just as he was about to change the direction of the carriage, he suddenly heard a commotion in front. Only to see those carriage drivers and martial masters all raging with emotions. Some bold people even scolded out.
"You brat, do you know how much business we will lose if we delay here for a day?"
"Brat, if you know what's good for you, scram! If you want to comprehend the martial path, then go elsewhere! Don't block this place! "
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