Rumble —
The bronze door slowly opened. Lin Xuan looked back at North Guard City before quickly running into the distance.
"That kid is gone. Inform the Ling family to get rid of him midway." In a corner, two black figures whispered before quickly disappearing into the city.
The forest was vast, and tigers roared and apes cried.
Lin Xuan once again came to the primeval forest. He wasn't in a hurry, but rather casually strolled around the forest, plucking a few herbs from time to time.
"Once I brew spirit wine, I should be able to reach Meridian Condensation Stage 9," Lin Xuan whispered. "Lord Alcohol, why don't you teach me how to brew spirit wine?"
"I would like to, but I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it!" Lord Alcohol snorted.
"Are you kidding me? How is that possible?" Lin Xuan was indignant. "You're the one who doesn't want to teach me!"
"Kid, let me teach you something!" Lord Alcohol sighed. "Brewing wine and refining weapons are actually the same method. This method is called inscription."
"Inscription?" Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have heard of this term in his family, but he couldn't recall it at the moment.
"Yes, inscription is not only a method, but also a profession," Lord Alcohol said slowly. Lord Alcohol slowly said, "People who use special techniques and powerful soul powers to inscribe spirit runes are called Inscription Masters."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to find an inscription master in the Cloud State. It's normal that you haven't heard of it." Lord Alcohol sighed. "When you condense a soul seal, I'll teach you the art of inscription."
"A soul seal?"
Lord Alcohol explained. "The soul force in your mind is stimulated by sword intent, so I'll call it a sword soul for now. When your sword soul can condense a sword talisman, I'll teach you. The sword talisman's imprint is the so-called soul seal."
Lin Xuan nodded, not fully understanding. It seemed like the art of the soul was broad and profound, and he still needed to study it more.
"Your current body is barely enough for another trial," Lord Alcohol said with a smile. "Take out the Crimson Flame Broadsword."
"Oh." Lin Xuan flicked his finger, and a dark red broadsword appeared in his hand.
"The true purpose of this greatsword isn't to directly slash people." Lord Alcohol smiled mysteriously.
"If it's not slashing people, then what is it?" Lin Xuan scratched his head. "Strengthening the body?"
Lord Alcohol was surprised. "You know?"
Lin Xuan pursed his lips. "Didn't you ask me to carry it on my back in the past? But this weight is useless to me now."
"It doesn't work?" Lord Alcohol scoffed. "Do you see the rune on it? It's the fiery red brand."
Lin Xuan discovered that there was a fiery red rune under the sword hilt, but most of it was blocked by rust.
"Use your soul power and slowly pour it in. Something magical will happen."
Lin Xuan was skeptical. He mobilized his soul force and tried to touch the fiery red mark.
The moment he touched it, there was a loud bang, and a huge force suddenly appeared around him, causing his body to tremble and almost fall.
"Damn, why is it so heavy!" He quickly circulated his spirit energy as his body emitted light to resist the inexplicable force.
The ground within a three-meter radius caved in. Even some trees were reduced to powder and scattered across the ground.
"This force …" Lin Xuan was stunned before he exclaimed, "Tenfold gravity!"
He had experienced tenfold gravity at the end of the first stage of the inner sect test. It was a feeling worse than death.
"That's right. It's indeed tenfold gravity. Carry it on your back and cultivate." Lord Alcohol smiled sinisterly. "I'm thirsty. I'll refine some spirit wine first."
Lin Xuan's mouth twitched. "Carry it …"
"What a joke!"
He silently sensed it and realized that the spirit energy in his body was rapidly depleting. It wouldn't be long before he was exhausted.
"I'm going all out!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth. "That guy is already fifth on the Hidden Dragon List. If I don't work hard, I won't have any chance of winning!"
Thinking of his opponent, Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and persevered. He pulled out the fiery red broadsword and carried it on his back with great difficulty.
Ah —
He exerted strength with both hands as all the spirit energy in his body trembled.
Kacha!
The fiery red broadsword slowly moved before rising bit by bit. Finally, Lin Xuan lifted it into the air. During this process, his arms trembled incessantly as though they could fall off at any moment.
Phew! Phew!
Finally, Lin Xuan carried the fiery red broadsword on his back. It felt as though he was carrying a mountain on his back. It was extremely heavy.
His back remained bent and he couldn't straighten it at all. Sweat streamed down his face like a stream.
Bam! Bam!
With every step he took, the ground cracked like a spiderweb before it caved in deeply. Lin Xuan's knees were almost buried in the ground. Although it was very difficult, he didn't give up. He continued walking step by step. He even had to rest for a long period of time after every step.
Inside his body, Lord Alcohol nodded slightly when he saw this scene. Then, he muttered to himself, "If you don't strengthen your tiny body, how will you be able to drink the spirit wine I prepared for you?"
"Work hard, young man!"
Lin Xuan took twenty steps with great difficulty. All the spirit energy in his body was depleted. He realized that it wasn't just the effects of the tenfold gravity. The dark red broadsword was also constantly suppressing his spirit energy, making him feel suffocated.
Bam! Lin Xuan stabbed the longsword into the ground. The entire sword was almost completely buried in the ground. Lin Xuan sat down cross-legged within ten feet of the sword and began to recover.
His spirit energy, which was originally circulating very quickly, had become abnormally slow. He wasn't anxious. Instead, he gradually recovered from his shock and anger and calmly began cultivating.
An hour later, the spirit energy in his body was restored to its original state.
"Again!" Lin Xuan bellowed as he carried the fiery red broadsword on his back again.
After taking a few steps, his heart suddenly jolted as a strong sense of danger surged in his heart. Quickly using his soul power, he could clearly sense that there was a black arrow flying at him from behind.
"Phantom Thunder Steps!"
Lin Xuan bellowed as a golden glow appeared beneath his feet. His body moved horizontally. However, to outsiders, Lin Xuan had only taken a step to the left.
"Damned weight!" Lin Xuan cursed under his breath. He moved his body again and narrowly dodged the arrow.
Chi! There was a tear in his clothes, revealing his strong muscles.
"Hmph, I thought he was a powerful figure, but I didn't expect him to be so useless. Even dodging an arrow is so difficult!"
"For such a piece of trash, you actually sent us brothers. What a joke!"
A few disdainful voices came from behind. Lin Xuan slowly turned around and saw five black-clothed men standing in front of him. Three of them were at Meridian Condensation Stage Eight, and two were at Meridian Condensation Stage Nine.
"Xiao Xuanzi, don't take off your broadsword." Lord Alcohol's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart. It sounded very casual.
Lin Xuan's face fell as his expression turned ugly. "Are you trying to play me to death!"
No one answered. Lin Xuan cursed in exasperation. When the black-clothed men saw his expression, they misunderstood.
"Look, he's afraid. I'm dying of laughter!"
"It's best to get rid of this piece of trash as soon as possible! It's embarrassing to live on! "
"Let me do it. It's been a long time since I've met such a piece of trash. Let me have a good time!" A Meridian Condensation Stage Eight black-clothed man walked out with a sinister smile. He pulled out a dagger that emitted a cold light and charged at Lin Xuan.
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