Xiao Chen took out the remaining fourteen thousand-year-old Spirit Herbs from the Universe Ring and tied them to the little bird's feet. Then, he waved his hand and said, "Go!"
The little bird circled around in the air before flapping its wings and flying back to the Xiao Residence.
After doing all this, Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze from the Xiao Residence with some reluctance. Then, he turned and left.
The morning sun shone on Xiao Chen's back, leaving a long black shadow on the street. It moved up and down continuously, moving further and further away.
No one in the huge Xiao Residence knew that the youth who was chased out of the Xiao Residence after kneeling three times four years ago had returned and taken a look at them from afar.
He had come quietly and left quietly. He had killed a group of people and left behind his own thoughts. He did not drag things out and left in a carefree manner.
Half a month later, Xiao Chen returned to the Heavenly Saber Pavilion and entered closed-door cultivation. There were only three months left until the Five Nation Youth Competition. Xiao Chen was making his final preparations.
At the same time, all the genius cultivators in this starry sky were making their final efforts for the moment when everyone would fight for the peak.
After the Tianwu Continent's Thunder King, there had been no new Emperor Wu in the past five thousand years.
After five thousand years of waiting, a flourishing age was about to descend. The Five Great Nations, the Ancient Desolate Land, the Barbarian Race of the north, and the Boundless Sea …
There were countless geniuses under the starry sky. Who would stand out and stand at the peak?
Who would be the true main character on the dazzling stage under the continent? The battle at the peak three months from now would be revealed.
In a forbidden land of the Divine Dragon Palace in the Eastern Boundless Sea, there was a small spatial tear. If one passed through it, they would reach the true Demonic World.
There was a four-sided golden barrier around the spatial tear. Four old Martial Monarchs of the Divine Dragon Palace guarded this place day and night.
At this moment, the Eastern Sea's Little Dragon King, Xuanyuan Zhantian, rode on his Royal Dragon Horse. He held the Heavenly War Halberd and stood calmly in front of the forbidden land.
The current Dragon King of the Divine Dragon Palace stood beside Xuanyuan Zhantian. The Dragon King looked at Xuanyuan Zhantian and said, "Zhantian, are you sure you want to enter this spatial tear? Do you know what it means to pass through this spatial rift? "
Xuanyuan Zhantian nodded and said, "I only have three months. The geniuses of the Great Jin Nation are not simple. I need to enter the Deep Abyss Demonic World for a true experiential training."
The Dragon King said no more. "Since you have decided, I will not stop you. If you die in there, I will choose a new successor."
The barrier slowly opened and Xuanyuan Zhantian rode on the Royal Dragon Horse without hesitation. He laughed loudly and said, "Old fellow, you only know how to curse me. Don't worry, I will definitely take your position. No one can replace me, Xuanyuan Zhantian, in ruling the four seas for you."
As the Dragon King watched Xuanyuan Zhantian disappear into the crack, he smiled silently and said, "This confidence is sufficient."
Back mountains of Qingyun Peak: In the first month since Xiao Chen returned, he focused on perfecting the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique.
During his fight with the masked man, Xiao Chen finally learned of the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique's weaknesses and weaknesses. Wind and clouds gather before thunder roars.
Xiao Chen's state of wind was too weak. As a result, the masked man was able to see the weakness of the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique's mysterious phenomenon with one glance.
Now that Xiao Chen knew the weakness, he could think of a way to make up for it. This was not a difficult thing to do.
In one month, he had already made up for most of the weaknesses of the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique.
If he ran into the masked man again, Xiao Chen was confident that the masked man would not be able to find the weakness immediately, causing the mysterious phenomenon to scatter and the might of the Saber Technique to decrease significantly.
What gave Xiao Chen a headache was the fourth move of the Four Season Saber Technique. What state should he use for winter before he could find the true Saber Technique that belonged to him?
However, Xiao Chen was not in too much of a rush. He practiced the Martial Techniques that he was familiar with during the day and continued to cultivate the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation at night, strengthening his Essence.
There were some things that required comprehension. If one could not see through it, the more one thought about it, the more one could not extricate oneself from it. It would only add to one's frustrations.
When one completely calmed down, there would be light at the end of the tunnel. Suddenly, one would understand. The problem that had been troubling one for a long time would be easily solved.
Back then, when the founder of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion created the Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique, it was due to a chance encounter. He saw a Spirit Beast undergoing its tribulation and gained some comprehension.
Hence, Xiao Chen was not in a rush. He only treated it as a whetstone for tempering his mental state. Even if he could never comprehend it, the growth of his mental state would be sufficient to make up for the loss of this saber technique.
Who could say for sure whether it was a gain or a loss?
The sun rose and set; the clouds gathered and dispersed. The remaining three months of the Five Nation Youth Competition decreased by the days.
On this particular day, Xiao Chen was cultivating in his room with his eyes closed. The moonlight shone through the window and landed quietly on Xiao Chen's bed.
"Ka ca!"
Suddenly, the two Superior Grade Spirit Stones in his hand shattered. Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at the Spirit Stones drained of their Spiritual Energy. He shook his head helplessly.
Now that Xiao Chen was a half-step Martial Monarch, he could absorb Spiritual Energy even faster. Two Superior Grade Spirit Stones were not enough for one night of cultivation.
As for the crystalline Qi whirlpool in his dantian, it was like a bottomless pit. He was far from reaching a bottleneck.
In order to reach Martial Monarch and refine Quintessence, Xiao Chen needed to push his cultivation to the bottleneck and open his sea of consciousness.
Xiao Chen muttered, "I opened my sea of consciousness long ago. However, my cultivation is still not up to par. Even if I had another year, I would not be able to reach the peak of half-step Martial Monarch."
Xiao Chen casually glanced at the ground. The pale moonlight looked like frost as it struck the ground. It made one feel sad for some reason.
The moonlight is like frost, the flowing water hurts. Beauty changes easily, where does one find home?
Suddenly, this line of a poem appeared in Xiao Chen's mind. He smiled faintly and said, "However, this kind of sad emotion is not suitable for me."
Xiao Chen took out another two Superior Grade Spirit Stones and prepared to cultivate. Suddenly, he stopped. It was like a bolt of lightning flashed in his mind.
I have been thinking about winter. Aside from snow, what else could represent winter? Isn't this what I seek?
That's right! That's right!
Xiao Chen laughed loudly and said excitedly, "The ancients did not lie to me. Once I comprehend it, I will soar to the heavens. I will be suddenly enlightened, suddenly enlightened!"
Xiao Chen laughed loudly. Then, he picked up the Lunar Shadow Saber beside him and rushed out of the door.
The final move of the Four Season Saber Technique used frost as a guide, deriving the state of grief.
In the forest, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and entered deep thought. The comprehension he gained earlier replayed in his mind as he sank into deep thought.
After a while, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. He grasped the hilt of the Lunar Shadow Saber with his right hand and drew it forward.
Xiao Chen slowly circulated the Four Season Saber Technique as he moved through the forest. The surrounding air dropped rapidly as the saber light danced.
Layers of faint mist slowly descended from the trees and frost abruptly covered the ground within a radius of a thousand meters.
"The moonlight is like frost, the flowing water hurts."
Xiao Chen shouted and casually swung his saber. The state of grief contained in the saber burst out along with the frost. "Shua! Shua!
Shua! "
In that instant, all the trees in the forest silently split apart. "Ka ca! Ka ca!" Crisp sounds rang out continuously.
Xiao Chen sheathed his saber, and all the trees within a kilometer fell. The vast forest disappeared, leaving only a layer of frost on the ground.
This move did not have a great aura or boldness. It only turned the Saber Technique into frost and infused it with the state of grief.
Silently, he killed the other party. By the time the other party woke up, it was already too late to change anything.
It was just like how all the trees within a kilometer, brimming with life, lost all signs of life with one saber strike, leaving only a layer of white mist.
Xiao Chen muttered to himself, "The fourth move of this Four Season Saber Technique shall be called Frostmourne, then!"
Since then, Xiao Chen had comprehended the Four Season Saber Technique, Spring Thunder Chop, Burning to Desolation, Fated Person in Autumn Waters, Frostmourne, and Four Seasons.
He had succeeded in creating a Saber Technique that was infinitely close to a Heaven Ranked Saber Technique.
He had created this Saber Technique all by himself; it was unique.
As for the final move, Cycle of Four Seasons, he did not need to comprehend anything else. This was because this Cycle of Four Seasons only had one meaning: endlessly growing and multiplying.
Desolation of time, the world changing into mulberry fields.
Everything in the world, be it a tall mountain or a vast ocean, would wither and wither one day. The sky would wither and the earth would wither and grow old. Even the vast ocean would turn into mulberry fields.
Only plants and life would grow and die, never stopping. Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter would never change under the cycle of the four seasons.
Time continued to flow by at an unhurried pace. The start of the Five Nation Youth Competition approached day by day.
Two months … one month … half a month … soon, only ten days remained before the Five Nation Youth Competition.
In the Haotian Sect of the Great Jin Nation, the leader of the five great nations in the Tianwu Continent:
As one of the ten great sects of the Great Jin Nation, the Haotian Sect naturally had many talents.
However, Yue Chenxi was the peak genius of the sect. Ever since she obtained the Daybreak Flower, Yue Chenxi had become the strongest genius in the sect.
Ever since Yue Chenxi obtained the Daybreak Flower, his cultivation had soared like a whirlwind. His Morning Sun Incantation had also advanced by leaps and bounds.
Yue Chenxi had left many of his fellow sect members in the dust. They could only look up to him.
On this particular day, Yue Chenxi's Daybreak Peak suddenly released thousands upon thousands of rainbow-colored lights. As the light shone, it looked boundlessly beautiful.
The disciples passing by quickly stopped to take a look. They all had astonished expressions on their faces.
"Rainbow-Colored lights! This is a mysterious phenomenon that only occurs when one reaches the thirteenth layer of the Morning Sun Incantation. The great world is coming out of closed-door cultivation!" a disciple wearing the uniform of the Haotian Sect said excitedly.
"First Senior Sister has been in closed-door cultivation for three months. When she comes out, her strength will definitely soar."
"Quick, look! The elders are here. The appearance of the rainbow-colored lights actually startled the elders."
Three figures flew over from the main peak of the Haotian Sect. They were three old men with extremely strong auras.
As they stood together, the wind behind them instantly stopped blowing. The air froze, and the many disciples below found it hard to breathe.
One of the old men revealed a gratified smile. He said softly, "No one has been able to practice this Morning Sun Incantation to the thirteenth layer for a thousand years already. Chenxi has truly entered the ranks of the peak experts of the Great Jin Nation."
The gray-robed old man at the side also had a wide smile on his face. He muttered, "First Elder, with the Dawn Kingdom's current strength, it should be able to get into the top ten of the Five Nation Youth Competition."
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