Chapter 197: The Situ Family and the Pei Family, Absorbing the Sword Intent of Water

On the first floor of the Wanjian Tower, Chen Sheng stepped into the core area of ​​the third level.

As we got closer to the core, we discovered that the number of monks in this place had increased again.

Many monks were watching from afar as a burly young man was struggling with an iron sword.

This burly young man has barely reached the realm of sword intent penetrating the body. His strength is extraordinary, but his control is still not very stable. It is estimated that he is still a little short of breaking through this level.

The handsome young man who had passed by Chen Sheng three times was also among the onlookers. He was watching the competition on the field with a gloomy face.

In fact, the first two levels of the first level are relatively easy to pass. Even if you don't have an extremely high talent for swordsmanship, as long as you understand the sword meaning and practice step by step, you will pass it sooner or later.

However, this third level can only be broken by a cultivator with sword intent penetrating his body. Therefore, a large number of cultivators stop here.

"Situ Li, you have been expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Tower three times in a row. I'm afraid this level won't be easy to pass."

"That's right. If you lose, don't go back on your word and treat us to a drink at Wanchun Tower!"

"Your Situ family has both spiritual stones and power. This little money is a drop in the bucket for you. You shouldn't cheat us little cultivators, right?"

Many people surrounded the handsome young man named Situ Li, and with one voice, they blocked his retreat with just a few words.

Situ Li scratched his head and cheeks, blushing as he said, "Although I am not a famous master, I am not untrustworthy. I will treat you if you lose. Besides, this is just a private fight and does not involve family disputes."

He looked unhappy and was anxious. He knew his own strength very well. If he continued like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat his arch-enemy on the field.

At this time, Situ Li seemed to have sensed something, turned around and saw Chen Sheng, smiled and greeted him: "Brother, if you want to break through, you may have to wait a while."

Chen Sheng asked: "What's going on here?"

Hearing this, Situ Li was immediately deflated: "It's nothing, I'm competing with Pei Hao on the field to see who can rush to the second floor first, and the loser loses."

Seeing him hesitating, a nosy person nearby added: "The loser has to treat everyone present to a drink at Wanchun Tower!"

"Yes, that's right." Situ Li glared at the man and said.

Chen Sheng burst out laughing. No wonder this guy was so generous before and wanted to invite him to Wanchun Tower. It turned out that he had too many debts and didn't need this one.

However, Chen Sheng still had some understanding of Pei Hao who was fighting fiercely on the field.

This person is Pei Zitian’s half-brother, and he seems to have a good talent in swordsmanship.

However, the handsome young man in front of him, as other cultivators called him, was actually the young master of the Situ family, Situ Li.

The Situ family is also a big family in Feiyun City. There are also cultivators in the Lianxu realm in the family. Their strength is similar to that of the Pei family, but they have always been tit-for-tat. The younger generation often fights privately, and no one is willing to submit to the other.

Chen Sheng had rarely seen this scene, but the monks who often came to the Ten Thousand Swords Tower should have been accustomed to it.

But after a while, Pei Hao on the field was defeated by mistake, which was within Chen Sheng's expectations.

With his strength, if he works hard for a while, it shouldn't be difficult for him to pass the third level of the first level and reach the second level.

"Hoo, Situ Li, it's your turn!" Pei Hao came off the stage, raised his chin towards Situ Li and said.

"I"

When it was his turn, Situ Li was a little timid. In the previous three times, he couldn't last more than a few rounds and was cut out of the tower by the sword of the guard.

When he went up for the fourth time, he seemed to have foreseen the result.

In fact, his strength is not much different from Pei Hao's. He has also reached the level of sword intent penetrating the body. It's just that his performance is not very stable and he is not so easy to control.

In terms of strength, he is not capable of such a fight with the opponent.

However, the monks around him kept instigating him, and he thought he had reached the level of sword intent penetrating his body, so he agreed on impulse. Thinking about it now, he regretted it very much.

But I have already agreed, so now I have no choice but to go ahead with it.

Then he took a deep breath and walked towards the iron sword guarding the gate with heavy steps.

"Brother Pei's sword intent has become more and more condensed. If he sharpens it a few more times, he should be able to pass the test."

"Of course not. This time we can go to Wanchun Tower thanks to Fellow Daoist Pei."

"If there is such a good thing next time, you must call us."

Pei Hao listened to the compliments around him, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily. He looked around, then looked at Situ Li's back, and said sarcastically in his heart, "Most of the monks here have been bribed by me. What can you, Situ Li, use to fight me!"

He was the one behind the instigation of this group of monks, all for this moment!
Chen Sheng silently watched Situ Li's performance on the field and shook his head secretly. This boy has enough strength, but his character is not good, so it will be difficult for him to pass this level.

He glanced at the cultivators surrounding Pei Hao, relying on his powerful spiritual sense and listening carefully to their words. It seemed that they had set a trap for the young man named Situ Li and made him accept the battle. The means did not seem to be very honorable.

But he didn't want to interfere too much in such matters, so as not to cause unnecessary disputes.

"Hey, are you here to break through too?"

Pei Hao raised his chin and said, "Wait, I haven't finished the fight yet, no one is allowed to come forward!"

The monk beside him also echoed: "Boy, when Master Pei wins, you will definitely get some benefits. The fairy of Wanchun Tower is..."

Faced with such arrogance, Chen Sheng was a little speechless. This kid was really too arrogant and domineering.

He had originally planned to wait until the fight between the two was over before going forward to break through, but when he saw the other party's attitude, he immediately changed his mind.

He just smiled slightly, and then his mind moved, and he sent a voice message to Pei Hao who was about to be hit by the iron sword on the field: "The sword is born from the heart, and the intention moves with the breath. You need to calm your mind and feel the synchronization of the sword intention and your breathing, so that you can stabilize the sword intention."

Situ Li on the field was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly reacted, adjusted himself slightly, and narrowly blocked the attack of the iron sword.

"Huhu. I actually managed to pull it off!"

Situ Li murmured in disbelief. If it weren't for the words just now that reminded him, he would probably be teleported out of the tower again after that sword strike.

This also shows the difference in mentality between him and Pei Hao. Although both of them have sword intent penetrating their bodies, the other party can retreat safely even if he is defeated, but he can only be forcibly teleported out of the tower.

Grateful in his heart, he was about to look towards the source of the voice, when the voice in his heart emerged again: "Don't look at me, focus on fighting the enemy!"

Situ Li's face turned stern, and then he started fighting with the iron sword on the opposite side more seriously.

He had already reached the realm where the sword intent penetrated the body, but his state of mind was not good and his performance was unstable. With Chen An's guidance, he was able to control the sword intent more and more freely.

At first, he was merely defending, and although he could barely hold on, he was firmly suppressed by the opponent's sword intent and had no chance to fight back.

As time went by, under Chen Sheng's guidance, he became more and more adept at controlling his own sword intent. He was able to hold his own against the first level of sword intent and even counterattack once or twice from time to time.

Chen Sheng was not surprised by this change. After all, Situ Li's sword intent could already penetrate his body. All he needed was to master its use.

As the fight progressed into the second half, Situ Li was gradually able to suppress his opponent, and his disadvantage had gradually turned into an advantage.

Situ Li was still in a dream until he defeated the first level of sword intent and gained the qualification to enter the second level.

"I-I passed?"

Situ Li stood there in a daze, muttering in disbelief. "How is this possible? Last time, this guy could only hold out for a few moves before he was slashed out of the tower. How come he has improved so quickly since he came back?"

Pei Hao, who was watching the battle from afar, was not calm. Situ Li had a bad temper and his grasp of sword intent was far inferior to his. He was a little angry and embarrassed that the other party had overtaken him.

"Haha, I've passed this level. Pei Hao, you lost. Don't forget to invite everyone to Wanchun Tower for a drink later. Your Pei family has spiritual stones and power. This little money is a drop in the bucket for you. You shouldn't cheat everyone."

After passing the first level of the test, Situ Li was in a good mood and returned the other party's words verbatim.

"We, the Pei family, are people of our word, so we will never break it!"

Pei Hao gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, there were many cultivators present, not only independent cultivators, but also many cultivators from other families, and it was impossible for him to go back on his word in public.

Under his leadership, the group had no time to rush to the tower.

They were originally cultivators trapped here. If they could have rushed up, they would have done so long ago. Most of them were attracted by the fight between Situ Li and Pei Hao.

Now that the fight has come to an end, they can still take advantage and naturally won't stay for long.

"Brother Chen, I was able to break through the first level this time thanks to your guidance. It would be a waste if you didn't take advantage of the Pei family. You should come with us."

After everyone here had left, Situ Li expressed his gratitude.

"I just don't like this kid. Just go and do your own thing. Don't worry about me."

Chen Sheng's face was cold. He left a few words and rushed towards the iron sword that had been sheathed.

He still had to challenge the tower and had no time to go to Wanchun Tower with these little guys.

"Zheng!"

The iron sword seemed to sense someone approaching. It made a humming sound after being unsheathed, and a cold light flashed on the sword body.

Upon seeing this, Chen Sheng fluttered his robes, and the condensed sword intent in his body burst out, confronting the iron sword.

Compared with Situ Li's switch from defense to offense, from disadvantage to advantage, Chen Sheng suppressed the opponent with just one move.

The sword intent honed in the previous two levels had already become much stronger. Soon, under his fierce attack, the iron sword on the opposite side was chopped down.

The moves were smooth and there was no unnecessary action.

As expected, he passed the first level, and the door to the hazy valley ahead was open to him, allowing him to enter and exit freely.

Chen Sheng immediately walked away, jumped into the depths of the valley, and disappeared without a trace.

Situ Li, who was standing nearby, watched the entire process in amazement.

It can be seen from the previous instruction that Chen Sheng has extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship, but he never expected that he would reach such a level.

I'm afraid he is not much worse than Pei Zitian of the Pei family.

After passing the first level of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, Chen Sheng headed towards the depths of the valley.

As soon as I stepped in, I felt the scene in front of me change. The trees in the valley disappeared, and in their place was an extremely wide grassland, large enough to accommodate more than ten thousand people.

At the outermost edge of the grassland, there were many monks scattered around, all trying hard to resist the raindrops falling from above their heads.

Although this raindrop is small, it is not ordinary. The sword intent contained in it is stronger than the iron sword guarding the first level.

Moreover, this sword intent is not an ordinary sword intent, but a sword intent of water. It has attribute blessings and is even more powerful.

It is very difficult for ordinary sword practitioners who have just entered the realm of sword intent penetrating the body to resist.

However, even so, many people braved the rain and slowly rushed towards the depths of the grass, where the sword intent was more dense.

In the center of the grass, a black water droplet floated in the air, spinning around. The sword intent emanated from it and turned into raindrops that fell down.

It is obvious that this drop of water is the source of the raindrop sword energy on the grass.

At this moment, a drop of rain containing the sword intent of water fell quietly above his head. Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows, released the sword intent in his body, and imitated the other cultivators to resist.

The way to pass the second level is quite similar to that of the first level.

As long as you can reach the center and defeat the sword intent of the drop of water, you can pass through and enter the next area of ​​the second level.

The way to enhance one's sword intent is to sharpen it through the continuously falling raindrops.

These are quite similar to the first level, except that the intensity of the sword intent has been increased, and there is no essential difference.

Just as Chen Sheng was silently resisting and trying to hone his sword skills step by step, he discovered something was wrong.

His face immediately lit up with joy, and he didn't move at all, allowing the water drops on his head to hit his body and penetrate into his body.

Immediately, the sword intent of water began to rage in his body.

Water itself is extremely yin and soft, but this is sword intent, and letting it enter the body will definitely not end well.

Seeing this, several cultivators nearby shook their heads and sighed, "This must be a young man who has come to the second floor for the first time. He is not at a high enough level yet and he rashly draws external sword energy into his body. How is this different from seeking death?"

According to common sense, to bring external sword energy into the body in order to sharpen the sword intent, one must at least reach the next level, where a cultivator has transformed the sword intent into a physical form, in order to do so.

Those who can achieve this step are all well-known figures in Feiyun City. It is impossible for them to still strive for the second level.

"I guess this kid can only hold out for a quarter of an hour before being expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Tower."

"A quarter of an hour? I bet on half a quarter!"

"It's great to be young. I was so confident back then, but the sword power of the drop of water taught me a lesson."

At this moment, Chen Sheng's mind seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier. The noisy discussions from the outside world were like passing clouds and could not shake his heart at all. He was fully focused, pouring all his thoughts on the chaotic sword energy inside his body.

Water drops fell and sword energy entered his body, like an unruly dragon, churning wildly in his body. It was about to cause damage to his meridians and end up like Situ Li before, and he would be expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

However, there was no panic on Chen Sheng's face. He took a deep breath and silently recited the mantra of Qingling Huaqi Jue in his mind. As the technique flowed, the raging sword energy in his body gradually calmed down, like a ferocious beast that suddenly turned into a docile puppy.

After one cycle of circulation, every breath drove the sword energy to flow in his body. Gradually, the sword energy began to blend with the sword intent in his body, as if the two forces were attracting and merging with each other.

This surprised Chen Sheng. He originally thought that the Qingling Huaqi Jue could only refine sword energy and keep it in the body to strengthen the sword intent at all times.

Unexpectedly, the effect was even greater, this technique could actually absorb all the external sword energy like the ordinary spiritual energy breathing technique, and then feed it all back to one's own sword intent.

This method is obviously more efficient than simply using water droplets and sword energy to sharpen and strengthen the sword intent.

Immediately, Chen Sheng simply sat cross-legged, allowing the raindrops from the outside to fall and the sword energy to enter his body.

Time passed slowly, and soon, a quarter of an hour had passed.

The monks who were originally sitting on the grass watching the show, saw that Chen Sheng was still sitting quietly, but their faces became uneasy.

(End of this chapter)