Ye Futian remained there, looking at the cliff and continuing to comprehend his swordsmanship.
Luoyue was the daughter of the City Lord of Taixuan City, but she was not arrogant. The battle in the Realm of Ruin and their meeting at Taixuan Tavern had given him a good feeling. Moreover, she was the niece of the House Master of Taixuan and a disciple of Taixuan Mountain.
He had come to Taixuan Mountain to cultivate. When he saw that Luoyue was only one step away, he helped her with the sound of the guqin. He did not say anything. After all, even without him, Luoyue would have broken through this level sooner or later. For him, it was just a piece of cake, so he was not stingy, just as the House Master of Taixuan had sent him to Taixuan Mountain.
"Shen Jing, your guqin music really fits perfectly with the battle of swordsmanship. In a trance, it is as if I did not hear anything and did not get lost in the slightest," said someone next to him. "To be able to do this, you must not only be very skilled in guqin music, but also have a very deep understanding of swordsmanship?"
Ye Futian looked at the other and smiled. These days, many people knew him in Sword Abyss, and they often had some communication.
"With the disciples of Sword Abyss here, how dare I talk about understanding swordsmanship? I'm just showing off," said Ye Futian with a smile. He was as humble as he appeared, and the other was used to it. He smiled and said, "Are you deliberately hiding yourself, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger? Otherwise, I have never seen you practice swordsmanship in Sword Abyss."
The other's tone was very casual, and it was obviously a joke.
"I came to Sword Abyss to observe swordsmanship. I'd better go back and practice swordsmanship, lest you laugh at me," Ye Futian responded with a smile. Many people around them smiled faintly. Another person said, "I think that you, Shen Jing, have been hiding your strength. Perhaps, you have already achieved something in swordsmanship." "That's right," Ye Futian replied with a smile.
Ye Futian shook his head and did not say much. He continued to look in the direction of the cliff and meditate.
Nothing was more important than cultivation. With such an opportunity to cultivate at Taixuan Mountain, he would not miss it. He would cultivate and improve himself.
On the other side, Wan Shouyi and Luoyue left together. Luoyue was still thinking about the breakthrough just now. Although she thought it was a coincidence, the sound of the guqin had helped her just in time. Perhaps even Shen Jing himself did not know it.
Shen Jing's guqin music was penetrating, and his artistic conception was extraordinary. He was indeed a promising talent on the path of the guqin. Perhaps that was why Uncle had sent him to Taixuan Mountain, but it was unknown why he had come to learn swordsmanship.
"Senior Brother Wan, what do you think of Shen Jing?" Luoyue asked.
"Very good. He is a humble and studious person. He is a promising talent, but I do not know how talented he is. But since Miss Four sent him to Taixuan Mountain, he must be outstanding," Wan Shouyi responded. This was his true opinion.
"Yes, his music has a kind of charm. It's very pure." Luoyue nodded slightly. "Senior Brother Wan, if you have the chance, please take care of Shen Jing. I have also met him once, and we are familiar with each other. Moreover, it was Uncle who sent him to Taixuan Mountain. He is not a disciple of Taixuan Mountain, so don't be isolated."
"Don't worry, Shen Jing is quite popular. Many disciples of Sword Abyss also take good care of him." Wan Shouyi smiled and said, "Even without your instructions, with Fourth Mistress's face, we will naturally do what we can."
"Mm." Luoyue nodded gently. "Thank you, Senior Brother."
She said this as a way of returning the favor of him unintentionally helping her break through to the realm of swordsmanship.
She hoped that he would achieve something here.
Luoyue couldn't help but think of the mysterious swordsman in the Realm of Ruin. If he came to Taixuan Mountain to cultivate swordsmanship, he would certainly have infinite potential.
Unfortunately, after that day, the mysterious swordsman disappeared.
How could she know that the swordsman she was thinking of was cultivating swordsmanship in Sword Abyss, and that he was the same person she had asked to take care of?
Before he knew it, another period of time had passed. Ye Futian cultivated day after day.
On this day, in the back mountain of String Pavilion, he stood on the edge of the cliff, in front of the sea of clouds.
In his right hand, he held a sword.
His palm was stretched out, and it was as if time and space had come to a standstill. However, there was an invisible power of the Way permeating between heaven and earth, extremely oppressive. This will seemed to penetrate into every corner of heaven and earth, pervasive.
His palm swept across, and in an instant, there was a dazzling golden divine light flashing. A golden mark appeared in the sea of clouds in front of him, as if it had been directly cut open. However, Ye Futian's movements did not stop. He stepped forward, and his arm swept again. Another golden line slashed across, and the space seemed to be cut open.
It was the first move of the Fleeting Divine Sword, the sword technique A Sliver of Heaven. With every slash of the sword, a line in the void was directly cut open.
Ye Futian stepped forward and slashed again and again. The sea of clouds went from a calm state to a monstrous storm of swordsmanship. Countless sword marks crisscrossed. It was as if, unknowingly, his swordsmanship had transformed from the first level of A Sliver of Heaven to the second level, the Cleave of All Things.
After a while, Ye Futian's figure stopped and stood quietly above the sea of clouds.
"After practicing swordsmanship for so long, is this the level?" At this time, a clear voice came, and Ye Futian knew it was little phoenix just by hearing the voice. He looked up at Feng Yan and felt the breath of the other, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a smile. "You've broken through the realm?"
"Yes, now I'm in the same realm as you," Feng Yan said with some pride.
"Not bad, you actually broke through the realm unknowingly," Ye Futian said in a low voice. He was a little envious. This kind of cultivation talent was probably beyond the reach of many genius humans. The natural born Sacred Child was indeed powerful.
"Of course, I am a Divine Phoenix." Feng Yan raised her head and looked at Ye Futian with some disdain. "Unlike you, who didn't learn the Guqin Path and went to Sword Abyss to cultivate swordsmanship. It's fine to practice swordsmanship, but after cultivating for so long, the Fleeting Divine Sword is still at this level. You just passed the first level, right?"
"Uh …"
Ye Futian's face darkened. Was he being despised?
He looked at little phoenix with a smile. It seemed that Feng Yan had become a little arrogant after breaking through the realm.
At this time, Feng Yan stared at him without blinking. Looking at her posture, it was clear that she was a little excited and wanted to try it out.
"You also know the Fleeting Divine Sword?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.
"There are many people in Sword Abyss of Taixuan Mountain who know this swordsmanship. How come I don't know it?" Feng Yan said proudly. Ye Futian nodded. The disciples of Sword Abyss also said that there were many people who cultivated the Fleeting Divine Sword, but there were very few who cultivated it. Because of its great power, all swordsmanship cultivators wanted to learn it, but those who achieved great success were rare.
"Well, since you know this swordsmanship, how about trying it out?" Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Sure." As Ye Futian had guessed, Feng Yan was eager to try when she came here. Now that Ye Futian had taken the initiative to propose it, she immediately agreed. This time, she must make this guy lose face, and make him look indifferent and aloof in the past.
"Let's begin." Feng Yan seemed to be a little impatient. The moment her voice fell, Ye Futian instantly felt the temperature between heaven and earth rise sharply. In an instant, like a furnace, an illusory divine fire enveloped the world, and Ye Futian seemed to be wrapped up in it.
With a long cry, the cry of the phoenix reached the nine heavens, and the huge illusion of the divine bird phoenix appeared above the sky. The sea of clouds was branded red under the flames, and Ye Futian's body seemed to be burning.
However, he still stood there quietly, extremely calm. With a move of his mind, the vast and boundless space was filled with sword will, as if it was everywhere. The sharp sound of the sword came out, somewhat harsh, and the entire void was filled with an extremely sharp breath.
"I'm going to make my move," Ye Futian said to Feng Yan.
"I'm going to make my move too." Feng Yan's eyes burned with divine fire, shooting into Ye Futian's eyes, making him feel as if his will was being burned.
He smiled, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant. The sword in his hand also crossed at the same time as his body.
Boom … The divine fire on Feng Yan's body also erupted at this moment, burning the world, but Ye Futian's figure disappeared in front of her.
She was shocked to find that in an instant, she was surrounded by Ye Futian's illusory silhouette. It was as if Ye Futian had been to every place, and in every place, he had slashed his sword.
An extreme sense of crisis came, and Feng Yan's expression suddenly changed. She felt that the space she was in seemed to be shattering. She was actually in a prison, a prison of the Cleave of All Things. Countless crisscrossed sword marks were about to shatter this space.
"Father, mother!" Feng Yan closed her eyes and shouted.
"Buzz." A figure flashed away, and Ye Futian pulled Feng Yan's body out, as if deliberately leaving a gap.
Below, the space was cut into countless fragments, as if it had been cut into pieces.
Feng Yan opened her eyes and looked down, feeling a little scared. Then she raised her eyes and glared at Ye Futian angrily. "You actually did it?"
？？？
Ye Futian looked innocent.
"You actually had the heart to do it …" Feng Yan was extremely aggrieved.
"…"
Ye Futian was speechless.
Two extremely tyrannical heavenly might descended, and a pair of Phoenix Demon Emperors appeared in front of Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's mouth twitched. Parents again?
Could they still have fun?
"Shen Jing greets the seniors." Ye Futian's heart was racing, but on the surface, he still greeted them politely.
The two Demon Emperors stared at him, and their might bloomed. One could imagine how much pressure Ye Futian was under at the moment, and how depressed he was.
"Father, mother, he bullied me," Feng Yan said aggrievedly. She sounded like she was about to cry.
Ye Futian was also about to cry. Shameless.
"You caused trouble and wanted to show off. How about now?" Mother Phoenix looked at Feng Yan and said. It was good for this girl to suffer a little. She didn't know her place.
"Seniors are wise." Ye Futian was grateful. The heavens could see it. When did he bully Feng Yan?
"You're not a good bird either. She's just a child. Why did you release such powerful swordsmanship?" Mother Phoenix glared at Ye Futian and said.
"Uh …" Ye Futian looked dumbfounded. He wanted to reply that she was a bird, and that the whole family was a bird … but he didn't dare.
Feng Yan, a child?
As expected of a mother, she would protect her own.
"Did you learn the swordsmanship in Sword Abyss?" Feng Yan's father asked.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. The other party was silent. The two Demon Emperors looked at each other, a little shocked.
This guy had learned all six famous songs, and in such a short time, he had already mastered the second level of the Fleeting Divine Sword.
Was he here to guard the pavilion, or to steal?
If this continued, would he have to steal all the ultimate skills of Taixuan Mountain?
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