Of course, if Zuo Mo wanted to use this method to escape, it would take at least a few years.
But with Zuo Mo's pitifully low cultivation, even the weakest Eight Trigrams sword essence was not something he could touch.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was even brighter than before.
Zuo Mo was half-naked. As he looked around, his eyes were clear.
Zuo Mo could not imagine that someone's sword essence could reach such a terrifying level. Of the five sword essences, Zuo Mo had originally thought that he was the most familiar with Second Shibo's Ice Dragon sword essence. Now, he knew he was wrong, and outrageously wrong! He had never truly understood the Ice Dragon sword essence. He hadn't even touched the surface.
No matter how talented he was, he was just a zhuji xiuzhe. Some of the higher level transformations were beyond his understanding and he could not learn them. But some of the more basic and lower level transformations of the formation were undoubtedly more valuable to him.
The purple wisteria was Master's sword essence!
At this time, he finally understood that he wouldn't be able to leave in a short time. He didn't know why the sect leader and the others were so angry. Zuo Mo was too lazy to think about it. Since he was here, he would take things as they came. Also, as he slowly got used to it, he started to be interested in the formation.
His legs were nailed to the ground. As long as he stayed in the "living" area, the dragon could not harm him. But even knowing this, he still felt his courage was quickly slipping away.
No matter if it was the formation or the sword essence, they would not teach him. But Zuo Mo had his own methods.
Zuo Mo could only retreat back to the "living" area.
Manifestation!
He could detect a hint of familiarity in the purple wisteria.
The furious dragon started to rampage inside the formation. At this time, sand and stone flew inside the formation. The sword essences were like a pack of wolves that heard the call of their king and suddenly exploded! The Hornless Dragon twisted its enormous body, and the scales on its body turned into countless sharp and icy sword intents that swept in all directions!
Other than the wonders of the formation itself, the five sword essences that had manifested were presented in front of him without any concealment. There were too many things that he could study!
Deciding to summarize, Zuo Mo was not in a hurry. He sat down cross-legged and forgot himself.
Every time the Hornless Dragon's body twisted, countless layers of sword will would surge within its body. An incomparably pure strength was transmitted layer by layer, increasing in strength like a tide!
Even the [Moon Chime Sound Storm] of the [Skyring Moon Chime Formation] was not worth anything in front of Second Shibo's Ice Dragon sword essence!
Zuo Mo felt very depressed. Who had made him cultivate [Vajra Profound Sutra] in the beginning?
Just at this time, the back of Wu Kong Mountain suddenly lit up with light!
After experiencing four sword essences, Zuo Mo had thought that he could easily face Second Shibo's sword essence. But when he truly faced it, he suddenly understood why Second Shibo's sword essence was in the center!
Second Martial Uncle's sword intent was the last one he touched, because it was the strongest of the five sword intents!
The last sword intent was very unfamiliar to him. It was like an Eight Trigrams Glyph Formation that circulated without end. It was the first time Zuo Mo had seen such a unique sword essence. However, after interacting with sword essence every day, he could see some clues. Although this Eight Trigrams Sword Intent looked extraordinary, it was the weakest of the five sword intents.
Three months ago, Wei Sheng had come out of seclusion. Luo Li had also come out of the sword cave. The addition of the two caused the offensive capabilities of Wu Kong Sword Sect to grow even more. They followed Xin Yan and fought everywhere. The power of Wu Kong Sword Sect was expanding at an astounding rate.
The pebbles were instantly ground to dust by the countless tiny sword essences in the air. Even the dust that flew up could not go near the dragon.
Pew pew pew!
For more than ten days, he continuously provoked the dragon every day.
Some of the small sects proactively joined Wu Kong Sword Sect. It was good to enjoy the shade under a large tree!
Zuo Mo once again saw the tide!
Today, he decided to organize and summarize everything he had learned in this period of time.
Sect Leader Shibo's sword essence was as heavy as a mountain, Third Shibo's sword essence was as cunning as a fox, Master's sword essence was as serene as a vine, and that unknown expert's sword essence was like a formation, growing and multiplying.
It was about time to get out of the formation!
Even Wu Ling Sanren who had set up the formation hadn't thought that Zuo Mo would use such a shameless tactic. No matter how wondrous the formation was, it was still a formation. It needed ling power to operate. Zuo Mo continuously provoked the dragon. The rage of the dragon would greatly increase the consumption of ling power for the formation.
The gazes of all of Sky Moon Jie were focused on this newly rising sect.
In half a year, Wu Kong Sword Sect had changed so much that it made people gape. The present Wu Kong Sword Sect had become the largest sect in Dong Fu, and had absorbed most of the sects in Dong Fu. It had also risen to become the third largest sect in Sky Moon Jie, and had become the new strongest sect.
Every once in a while, there would be things sent into the formation. Water, grain, jingshi, lingdan, sword scripture jade scrolls etc. Especially the sword scripture jade scrolls. Did the sect leader and the others want to move the entire records room into the formation?
There wasn't anything better, only something more suitable.
Too domineering!
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Zuo Mo felt the peerless power of the dragon, felt each sword essence, no matter how small, was so complete and pure! There was an extremely complex connection between each sword essence, so profound it was unimaginable.
This place was great!
He curled up in the "life" area. Not far away, the dragon leisurely swam its enormous body. Zuo Mo could even clearly see the crystal-like scales on its body. Snickering, Zuo Mo raised his hand and threw a rock at the dragon.
Zuo Mo was joyful because as the ling power of the formation was continuously used up, some of the changes that had been hidden and invisible were gradually becoming visible. This time, he wasn't in a rush. Every day, he continuously challenged the five sword essences. On one hand, he could better observe and comprehend the sword essence. On the other hand, he could quickly wear down the ling power of the formation.
Thinking about it this way, Zuo Mo instantly felt that his days weren't so difficult.
Tide!
Hiss, Zuo Mo inhaled sharply. The wounds all over his body caused his eyes to be filled with wariness as he looked at the purple wisteria.
Xin Yan had taken his two disciples to fight outside. Yan Le had continuously traveled to and fro with the other large sects, expressing the goodwill and respect of Wu Kong Sword Sect. Pei Yuan Ran, who was managing the situation, was extremely busy. Even Shi Feng Rong had to come out of the dan room to help Pei Yuan Ran.
Gritting his teeth and persevering!
Right now, the "life" area that Zuo Mo was standing on had expanded from its previous three zhang radius to ten zhang radius. This was something that Zuo Mo had modified using the formations he had comprehended.
The result was that the strings of little blue flowers suddenly collapsed, turning to a sky full of flower rain, wrapping around Zuo Mo. He finally tasted what it was called being cut by a thousand blades.
— — The news of the collapse of Bloody Sky Metropolis Jie seemed to have grown wings, spreading at an astounding speed through Sky Moon Jie.
What made him feel even more hopeless was that the five sword essences inside the formation were all sword essences materialized! Damn it! Five jindan experts working together to set up a formation and then let him enjoy it. Were the sect leader and the others really that bored?
But the dragon was clearly angered by Zuo Mo's provocative actions. Roar, with a roar, the entire formation shook.
If this was in the past, Wu Kong Sword Sect's actions would cause a great backlash. Many sects would come out and interfere. Right now, everyone only paid attention. No one interfered because of a piece of news.
The sword essence was the same.
Zuo Mo looked disheveled at the purple wisteria not far away. The thin purple wisteria was about the thickness of a finger, smooth and tough. Strings of little blue flowers hung from the wisteria, quiet and elegant. The wisteria did not have any support and naturally grew in all directions in the void.
In the days that he had been in the formation, he had suffered greatly. His body was covered in wounds. The five sword essences that were materialized were guarding the formation. Just the ripples that they gave off was enough to crush him to pieces. And when he channeled [Vajra Profound Sutra], the fragmented sword essences would swarm over.
No matter what, Wu Kong Sword Sect had four jindan experts!
He looked at the dragon not far away. The dragon was still proud, but the light on its body was much dimmer than before. Suddenly, Zuo Mo felt a bit of reluctance. In the past half a year, he had been with it every day. Even though he knew it was not alive, Zuo Mo still felt a bit of reluctance.
He had never seen such a powerful formation before. Wasn't it the best chance to learn if he could personally experience it?
Every place that had a water source was guarded by sword essences. The sect leader's sword essence was a mountain peak, towering and heavy. Zuo Mo only took a glance and felt his heart jump. That heavy presence pressured him to the point that he almost couldn't breathe. He turned and ran. He hadn't thought that other than Xin Yan Shibo, the sect leader was also so strong. Uncle Master Yan Le's sword will was a white snow fox. Its slender figure was a strong contrast to Uncle Master Yan Le. If it wasn't for the cunning and treacherous look in its eyes, he would have suspected whose sword will it was. Master's sword essence was Purple Wisteria. Zuo Mo had never seen Master fight before.
But damn it, his gaze passed through the gaps of the wisteria and looked at the two springs that were bubbling with water. He couldn't help but lick his dry lips. Even though there would be food and water sent into the formation every once in a while, but the amount was far from enough to satisfy his needs.
There was no time in the formation. He completely forgot about time. It was like he had fallen into a treasure trove. There were too many treasures waiting for him to discover, to excavate. He was immersed in it, and never tired.
After spending so many days, he had pretty much grasped this damned formation. His heart was cold. He didn't know which expert the sect leader and the others had invited to set up this formation. The skill was fantastical. He had never thought that he could use sword essence to enter the formation! When he understood this, he didn't dare to believe his own judgement.
The few "living" areas inside the formation were the only places he could breathe.
Zuo Mo's teeth were chattering. Even if he was in the "living" area, but in front of absolute power, he felt he was so minuscule! But he still endured it. Even if his teeth were chattering, even if his entire body was shaking, he used all the energy in his body to widen his eyes and stare hard at the dragon, not willing to miss any detail!
Zuo Mo had comprehended sword essence a long time ago, but he hadn't spent any effort after that and had stagnated. Now that he had a ready-made target to study, if he didn't cherish it, he really would be too dumb.
Because it was the strongest, and not just by a little!
But the hardships he had suffered these days had not been for nothing. As long as he did not rashly step into some areas, there would not be any danger. This sword essence formation seemed to emphasize encirclement and not killing. Otherwise, the five sword essences only needed to circulate naturally, and everything inside the formation would turn to dust.
Too … … too strong!
Zuo Mo stared in terror and excitement at the angry dragon. The terrifying presence caused his entire body to uncontrollably tremble. But he kept his eyes wide, unblinking!
Zuo Mo cursed again and again inside!
The Water Drop sword was placed in front of him. He sank into deep thought.
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