Rumble –
The bronze gate slowly opened. Lin Xuan turned around to look at North Guard City, then quickly ran off into the distance.
"That kid left. Inform the Ling family to get rid of him halfway." In the corner, two shadows whispered, then quickly disappeared into the city.
The forest was vast and boundless, and tigers roared and apes cried.
Lin Xuan once again came to the primeval forest. He was not in a hurry, but rather casually strolled through the forest, picking up a few herbs from time to time.
"Once I make the spirit wine, I should be able to ascend to the ninth level of the Meridian Condensing Realm," Lin Xuan said in a low voice. "Wine Lord, why don't you teach me the winemaking technique as well?"
"I'd like to, but I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it!" Wine Lord coldly snorted.
"Are you kidding? How could I?" Lin Xuan refused, "You're the one who doesn't want to teach me!"
"Kid, let me give you some knowledge!" Wine Lord sighed, "Winemaking and refining tools are actually the same method. This method is called inscription."
"Inscription?" Lin Xuan was slightly surprised. He seemed to have heard this term from his family, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.
"Yes, inscription is not only a method, but also a profession." Wine Lord slowly said, "Using a special method and a strong soul force to inscribe spirit patterns, this kind of person is called an inscription master."
"I'm afraid there's no inscription master in Yunzhou, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it." Wine Lord sighed, "When you condense a soul seal, I'll teach you the art of inscription."
"A soul seal?"
Lord Alcohol explained, "The soul power 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. And that sword talisman mark is the so-called soul mark."
Lin Xuan nodded, not fully understanding. It seemed that 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," Wine Lord said with a smile. "Take out the Red Flame Greatsword."
"Oh." Lin Xuan flicked his finger, and a dark red greatsword appeared in his hand.
"The true purpose of this sword is not to slash people." Wine Lord smiled mysteriously.
"If it's not slashing people, then what is it?" Lin Xuan scratched his head. "Strengthening the body?"
Wine Lord 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."
"No effect?" Wine Lord sneered. "Did you see the rune on it? The one with the fiery red imprint."
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 strength and slowly pour it in. Something miraculous will happen."
Lin Xuan was skeptical. He used his soul strength and tried to touch the fiery red imprint.
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 over.
"Damn, why is it so heavy!" He quickly circulated his spirit energy, and his body shone with light, resisting the strange force.
Within a radius of one zhang, the entire ground had caved in. Even some of the trees had turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.
"This force …" Lin Xuan was stunned, and then he cried out, "Ten times the gravity!"
Ten times the gravity, he had experienced it at the end of the first trial in the inner sect exam. It was a feeling worse than death.
"That's right, it really is ten times the gravity. Carry it on your back and cultivate." Wine Lord smiled. "I'm thirsty, I'll go refine some spirit wine."
Lin Xuan's mouth twitched. "Carry it …"
"What a joke!"
He silently sensed that the spirit energy in his body was quickly depleting. It wouldn't be long before he ran out of energy.
"Fight!" Lin Xuan clenched his teeth. "That guy is already fifth on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. If I don't work hard, I won't have any chance of winning!"
Thinking about his opponent, Lin Xuan clenched his teeth and persevered. He pulled out the Red Flame Sword and carried it on his back with difficulty.
Ah — —
His hands exerted strength, and the spirit energy in his body trembled.
Kacha!
The Red Flame Sword moved slowly, and then it rose little by little. Finally, Lin Xuan lifted it into the air. During this process, his arms trembled uncontrollably, as if they could fall at any time.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Finally, Lin Xuan carried the Red Flame Sword on his back. It felt as if he was carrying a mountain, extremely heavy.
His back was bent, and he couldn't straighten it. Sweat was like a stream, constantly dripping down his face.
Peng! Peng!
With every step, the ground cracked like a spider web, and then deeply caved in. Lin Xuan's knees were almost buried in the ground. Although it was very difficult, he didn't give up. He continued to walk step by step, and even had to rest for a long time after every step.
Within his body, Wine Lord saw this scene and nodded slightly. Then he muttered to himself, "If you don't strengthen your little body, how will you be able to drink the spirit wine I made for you?"
"Work hard, young man!"
Lin Xuan took twenty steps with difficulty, and all the spirit energy in his body was used up. He discovered that it wasn't just the effect of the tenfold gravity. The dark red sword was also constantly suppressing his spirit energy, making him feel suffocated.
Peng! Stabbing the sword into the ground, the entire sword was almost buried in the ground. Lin Xuan sat within a zhang of it, cross-legged, and recovered.
The spirit energy that was originally circulating very quickly had become abnormally slow at this moment. He wasn't impatient, and gradually recovered from his shock and anger. He calmly began to cultivate.
An hour later, the spirit energy in his body had recovered to its original state.
"Again!" Lin Xuan shouted in a low voice, and once again carried the Crimson Flame Sword on his back.
After taking a few steps, his heart suddenly shook, and 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 Step!"
Lin Xuan roared in a low voice. A golden light appeared under his feet, and his body moved horizontally. However, to an outsider, Lin Xuan only moved one step to the left.
"Damn weight!" Lin Xuan cursed in a low voice. His body moved again, and he barely dodged the arrow.
Chi! There was a tear in his clothes, revealing his strong muscles.
"Hmph, I thought he was a powerful character, but I didn't expect him to be so useless. Even dodging an arrow is so difficult!"
"For such a piece of trash, they actually sent us brothers, how laughable!"
Several disdainful voices came from behind him. Lin Xuan slowly turned around, and found five black-clothed people standing in front of him. Three of them were at the eighth level of the Meridian Stage, and two were at the ninth level of the Meridian Stage.
"Little Xuan 'zi, don't take off your sword." Wine Lord's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, sounding very casual.
Lin Xuan's little face fell, and his expression became very ugly: "You want to play me to death!"
No one answered. Lin Xuan angrily cursed twice. When this expression fell into the eyes of the black-clothed people, it increased their misunderstanding.
"Look, he's scared. I'm dying of laughter!"
"This kind of trash, it's better to quickly get rid of him! Living is shameful! "
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