There was no light, no wind, only boundless darkness, from far to near, soaking everything in the world, as if the world was immersed in an endless ink bottle, brewing eternal silence.
This was the Savage Land, Western Mountain, black tide.
At the foot of the Western Mountain in the Savage Land, every ten days and nights, there would be a day when the black tide would descend. Under the black tide, all living things would become deathly still. Under the blue dome of heaven, all living things on the earth would be baptized, and no living beings would survive.
And under the earth, in the mountains, in the rivers and lakes, all living beings were cowering in fear, waiting for the end of the black tide.
In a nameless cave in the Western Mountain, a young cultivator was guarding the entrance of the cave with a sword. He was holding a simple and unadorned sword horizontally, one end was inside the cave, while the other end was pierced into the thick ink-like black tide.
After a moment, the arm holding the sword began to tremble, the sword issued a buzzing sound, and there seemed to be some kind of creature roaring in the black tide. The cultivator took back the sword, turned around, and left.
The black tide spread, trying to follow him into the cave, but the cave was brightly lit, and the flickering sword light of the cultivator made the black tide hesitate for a moment, then retreated from the cave entrance.
The cultivator put down the sword and turned his eyes to the golden flame in the cave. This flame was not burning firewood or oil, but a piece of crystal jade, a fist-sized round jade that could make the black tide disperse flame last for several hours, and there were two or three pieces of such jade in the cave.
"However, the bright jade in the vicinity has almost been collected. After the black tide, we will have to move."
The cultivator said, paused, and then said, "In fact, I think I can try to run naked once."
As soon as his voice fell, the sword buzzed, and a woman's cold voice sounded, "If you don't court death, you won't die, why don't you understand?"
"In this Western Mountain, I have courted death more than once or twice, but in short, I didn't die."
"You don't have your left hand, and you still have the nerve to show off?"
"Yes, I am missing a hand, and I can't easily let the sword leave my hand in the Savage Land, so I can only use you in the future."
The long sword let out an ear-piercing hum, shaking the bright jade fire in the cave. The cultivator hurriedly apologized, "Sister Qiu, Sister Qiu, I misspoke. Please don't scream."
The long sword was still buzzing, but the sound was much softer and muffled. The woman's voice was still angry, "Move your feet first!"
Only then did the cultivator remove his foot from the sword and smiled: "I'm sorry, my body's reflexes are a bit faster"
"You're really … I've never seen anyone in the Savage Land who can be as happy as you."
"The basic quality of a professional adventurer is to be optimistic."
With that, the cultivator leaned against the rock wall and quietly sat down, circulating his Qi to regulate his breathing.
Needless to say, this was naturally Wang Lu and his Sword of Mount Kun spirit, Autumn Beam. Although the Nine Regions was big, a cultivator who prided himself as a professional adventurer was perhaps the only one.
And this was also the three hundredth night that Wang Lu had spent in the Savage Land in the Western Mountain.
A year ago, his Master deceived him into the Savage Land without any reason or explanation. However, with the tacit understanding between Master and disciple of Non-Phase, Wang Lu didn't need any explanation.
It was nothing more than a type of experiential learning. It just so happened that he had reached the fifth level of Qi Cultivating Stage and was ready to start cultivating Non-Phase Sword Qi. The various cultivation methods of Non-Phase Method were slightly strange, which was probably the strange cultivation method set by his Master.
After falling from the Savage Gate, Wang Lu really found the letter left by his Master in his mustard seed bag. He didn't know when she stuffed it.
Wang Wu didn't say too much in the letter, probably because she didn't want to waste the ink. She just told Wang Lu that this was the Savage Land, but it was also his place of cultivation. In order to survive here, he needed to pay attention to the following points … However, she didn't write too much detail. She didn't even write the important information like Bright Jade Fire, but simply mentioned the black tide.
However, for a professional adventurer like Wang Lu, Wang Wu wrote too much. Regarding the Savage Land, Wang Lu had a certain understanding.
This started from the previous year's experiential learning in the Lingjian School. During that experiential learning, all the disciples below Foundation Establishment Stage were expelled from the mountain. At that time, the three Successor Disciples who were cultivating on the mountain had yet to successfully reach Foundation Establishment Stage, so naturally, they were also expelled from the mountain.
However, later on, only Wang Lu and Liu Li went down the mountain. During the experiential learning, Liu Li successfully reached Foundation Establishment Stage, and after the battle in the Blood Cloud Gorge, her name shook the world. As for Wang Lu, he established the Wisdom Sect and had millions of followers. Although this kind of thing couldn't be publicized, it still made many people look at him in a new light. The results of these two people's experiential learning made many people sigh in admiration that Successor Disciples were indeed Successor Disciples … However, in fact, among the three Successor Disciples on the mountain, the one with the most prestige was always the Successor Disciple of the Sect, Zhu Shiyao. However, she didn't participate in the experiential learning.
That year, under the Sect Leader's exceptional arrangement, she entered the Savage Land. Later on, she returned with serious injuries, but she managed to cultivate a sword embryo. What was a sword embryo? It was actually the embryonic form of a Xudan. In a year's time, from peak Qi Cultivating Stage to Sword Embryo, although there was no earth-shattering event, this terrifying progress was several times better than the previous two Successor Disciples. Moreover, later on, some people inquired that in the Savage Land, Zhu Shiyao killed a Savage Corpse King in the Western Mountain black tide, and thus successfully cultivated a sword embryo...
What was a Savage Corpse King? If this question was asked to cultivators from other sects, perhaps they wouldn't be able to get the answer. However, in the records of Lingjian School, the relevant record was very clear.
Even the weakest Savage Corpse King had strength close to that of a cultivator of the King Pill. Zhu Shiyao killing a Savage Corpse King in the black tide was not that different from killing a cultivator of the King Pill. Although in detail, there were too many coincidences. Zhu Shiyao's real strength, even after she cultivated a sword embryo, still couldn't be compared to that of a cultivator of the King Pill. However, for a time, Liu Li's record of killing twelve demons in the Blood Cloud Gorge was overshadowed.
After listening to these gossips, Wang Lu naturally wanted to investigate the Savage Land and the black tide. The so-called Savage Land was located to the west of the Blue River Region. It didn't belong to any of the Nine Regions, but it occupied a vast land on this continent. According to legend, it was the territory of the Devil Sect before the Age of Chaos. Later on, the surrounding spiritual energy changed, and the Devil Sect didn't survive. Instead, in their final struggle, dozens of old devils, whose cultivation base was close to that of a true immortal, went insane and turned the land over and over again, tormenting the living creatures until none of them survived. Demonic energy wreaked havoc, turning the land into a Savage Land. Later on, it couldn't be developed and utilized for thousands of years. Moreover, some of the monsters and ghosts in the Savage Land once caused a great storm. After they were pacified, they were simply sealed and isolated from the Nine Regions.
However, one end of the seal was held in the hands of Lingjian School. Of course, the Blue River Region bordered the Savage Land geographically, so it was only natural that the Lingjian School was responsible for guarding it. And since Lingjian School could be ranked as one of the Five Uniques of the Wanxian League, the contribution of guarding the border could more or less be regarded as a help. Later on, people only thought that Lingjian School suppressed and isolated the Savage Land, but they didn't know that the people of Lingjian School were very ambitious, and they actually began to develop the Savage Land!
Of course, the so-called development was only in recent years, and the area that was developed was very limited. At present, it was only limited to the Western Mountain, and the content was only to find out the geographical characteristics of the place. It was far from the real degree of development … However, just from the Western Mountain alone, it could be said that there were treasures everywhere.
For example, the black tide. When the black tide came, the sky and the earth changed color, and there were no living things left. However, it was not that there were no living things in the black tide. There were still dead spirits, such as the Savage Corpse King and other creatures, which wreaked havoc in the black tide.
These dead spirits in the Savage Land were different from the dead spirits in Nine Regions and even in the Western Continent. Their bodies contained a kind of primal chaos force. This primal chaos was somewhat similar to Wang Lu's Primal Chaos Altar. If one could behead these dead spirits, one could get some benefits from the primal chaos within their bodies. Because of the characteristics of primal chaos, this benefit was not fixed. It could be a special spiritual object, or it could be other fortuitous encounters … At least, Zhu Shiyao killed the Corpse King and refined her sword embryo.
His Master sent him to the Savage Land probably because of this primal chaos force. As for the relationship between this primal chaos and Non-Phase Sword Qi, his Master didn't say it, and Wang Lu himself couldn't speculate it. However, it didn't matter, because one day he would find out.
Thus, more than three hundred days and nights passed in a flash.
Survival in the Savage Land was extraordinarily difficult. Even though the Western Mountain had been initially developed by the Spirit Sword Sect, and the monsters that were too strong were expelled from the mountain, the remaining monsters here were many times stronger than the Spirit Sword Sect's training ground, the Small Clear Sky. Even though Wang Lu's current cultivation base was ten times or even a hundred times stronger than when he was in the Small Clear Sky, most of the time, he still had to abide by the principle of survival, acting low-key and hiding.
As for the arrival of the black tide, it was more like a nightmare. Not to mention the countless dead spirits in the black tide, the black tide itself was the most deadly poison, enough to kill a common Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator in an instant. Wang Lu cultivated the Non-Phase Method and Non-Phase Sword Bone, so his physique was comparable to a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. In the black tide, he would find it difficult to breathe and dizzy.
If he wanted to survive in the black tide, he had to either hide underground, hide in the mountainside, or at the bottom of the river or lake … However, these places were not absolutely safe. Not to mention that there might be original residents, when the black tide spread, the cracks in the rocks would also be infiltrated. In fact, after Wang Lu came to the Savage Land, during the first black tide spread, he was blocked by the dead spirits in the cave.
If it were any other cultivator, even if it were Liu Li, being blocked like this would be a dead end. After all, no matter how powerful her Brilliant Sword Heart was, under this black tide, where could she break out to? And if she couldn't break out, no matter how good she was at fighting, she wouldn't be able to hold on for a whole day. However, Wang Lu's Non-Phase Method gave him a glimmer of hope. He blocked the entrance of the cave and drew out a three feet sword defense with the Sword of Mount Kun. His Non-Phase Sword Art couldn't hurt the enemy, but no matter how strong the enemy was, they couldn't do anything to him. First, there were a few rotten ghosts that didn't even reach his knees, and then there were a few pale skeletons that drilled out, and then there were ghost flames and zombies … All of them couldn't even take half a step into the cave. As for breaking the rocks? This land had been soaked by the black tide for thousands of years, so the hardness of the rocks was simply unreasonable … Until later, more and more dead spirits emerged from the black tide, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. However, Wang Lu just faintly smiled and firmly blocked the entrance of the cave with his Non-Phase Sword Art. His physical and magical power seemed to be inexhaustible, more tenacious than those tireless dead spirits. Occasionally, he was injured by the dead spirits, but the wound would heal in an instant. He himself didn't even have any reaction to the pain.
Until finally, a hill-like dead spirit appeared. Wang Lu laughed inwardly at how this big guy could get into this small cave to compete with him, but at the same time, he also focused all his attention on it, ready to respond at any time.
And then, his left hand was gone.
It turned out that the hill-like dead spirit was just a cover. The real thing was a transparent and invisible ghost fog that could sneak through the rocks. This ghost fog was invincible, and as soon as it made its move, it took Wang Lu's arm. Wang Lu didn't hesitate. With a flick of his right hand, hundreds of strengthened thunderbolt beads blasted the ghost fog into pieces!
At the same time, the hill-like dead spirit also began to press forward, but it hesitated for a moment and finally chose to retreat.
At the same time, the mountain of corpses and the sea of bones that gathered around the cave also retreated. Like a receding tide, in just a few breaths of time, they all disappeared. Not long after, the sun shone down and the black tide dissipated … Wang Lu successfully survived the day.
Later, Wang Lu found a few pieces of bright jades from the corpse of the ghost fog. God knows why this invisible and colorless ghost fog would drop tangible bright jades after its death — this was probably the mystery of the Primal Chaos Force. With these bright jades, Wang Lu finally successfully survived the next few black tides. Later on, with his experience, he was able to choose a more convenient location, which would not be so easy to be infiltrated. Moreover, he also found a lot of bright jades in the Western Mountain, so the black tide was no longer a threat to him. He often went into the dark and used various means to kill a few dead spirits, which would then drop some spiritual objects.
This more than three hundred days of survival made Wang Lu's strength even higher. Obviously, he had just reached the fifth level of the Qi Cultivating Stage a year ago, but at this time, he was about to reach the fourth level. Moreover, his progress was gratifying, and there was still room for him to advance by leaps and bounds. As for the cultivation of Non-Phase Sword Bone, Heart Sutra, and so on, they also complemented each other, so there was no need to go into detail.
As for his left hand that was cut off, Wang Lu never cared about it.
In any case, one hand was enough … Moreover, at the cost of his left hand, he was able to safely pass the most difficult first tide — the first black tide. Because when he went back, he could casually find an elder to help him regrow his severed limb. Even with his current cultivation of Non-Phase Sword Bone, it was not difficult for him to regrow it. It was just that the consumption of the severed limb was too great, and there would be a period of about ten days of weakness. And in the Savage Land, being weak for ten days was really courting death.
In the cave under the black tide, the bright jade fire gradually weakened, but the black tide outside the cave was also about to end. Wang Lu calculated that there was at most half an hour of free time. He was too lazy to light another bright jade, so he raised his sword and prepared to block the door.
However, just as he raised his sword, a little thing suddenly rushed into the cave. Its movement was so fast that it was completely different from the dead spirits in the black tide. Even Wang Lu didn't have time to react.
However, this was not surprising. When the bright jade fire was burning, the dead spirits were afraid to approach it. Only the Corpse King of the Savage Land would be able to face the bright jade fire. However, in the area where Wang Lu lived, there would not be a powerful dead spirit like the Corpse King … So, what exactly was this little thing that was not afraid of the fire?
When he took a closer look, Wang Lu was surprised. It was actually a small Native Dog with mottled fur! What the hell, there was actually a dog in this Savage Land!
Without any hesitation, Wang Lu immediately put down his sword and took out a small iron pot, a porcelain bowl, a spoon, chopsticks, and some seasonings from his mustard seed bag. He put the pot on the bright jade fire, and then held the porcelain bowl while laughing wildly, "Little guy, come to my bowl!"
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