Chapter 8 I am strong enough(1/3)
The first level of the Sword Tomb Void Realm: a barren land.
The sky is so dim that it is hazy, without sun, moon and starlight, and the surroundings are silent, and no traces of creatures are noticed.
Su Yun walked forward along the cold earth.
"Oh? Have you never heard of the Wuji Sword Sect?"
"I was looking for immortals and asking about medicines and read a lot of books, but I never saw and heard of the Wuji Sword Sect. I think very few people in the Tianwu Continent know about it."
Su Yun, who entered the first level of virtual realm, said while observing the surroundings.
The sword elder sighed: "The Wuji Sword Sect has been said to be from the lineage. There is only one leader, one disciple, one master, and one disciple. It is based on the ultimate sword technique. The Wuji Sword Sect is also a famous sect. I didn't expect that the incense was cut off from me. I was afraid that I was in danger and that the reputation of the Wuji Sword Sect disappeared."
"Do you still remember when you were persecuted?"
"Seventy-eight years of the Shenwu Year!"
"It's the Tianwu Year now! Senior, it's been more than 3,000 years!" Su Yun said in surprise.
"Have it been three thousand years?"
Old Jian sighed.
Boom!
A loud bang was produced.
Su Yun's nerves were tense. He looked up and saw a giant sword falling from the sky and directly penetrated into the earth in front of him.
The giant sword is a hundred meters high and more than ten meters wide. Half of its body falls outside. The sword body is not gorgeous, but a depressing and heavy aura seeps out from it.
Su Yun was suspicious, and before he could think, he saw the breath of overflowing from the sword body suddenly pouring wildly, like a dam that opened the gate and released water. The aura of the flood and beast instantly submerged it, squeezed and ravaged him.
Click.
The ground under Su Yun's feet was broken in an instant, and the man almost knelt on the ground.
But he gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on to the sudden sword pressure.
"This is the first test! If you want to give up, please tell me as soon as possible and never force me, because if you still lose after force, it will not hurt your life, but it will damage your talent, so you must be careful!"
Jian Lao's voice rang in his mind.
But in Su Yun's mind, how could he give up this statement?
He tried his best to support the sword and prevent it from crushing himself.
The ground was cracking more and more, and the stones around it turned into powder.
Su Yun's face was covered with sweat and his expression was very tense.
"Um?"
Suddenly, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.
Why did the stones shatter and the earth crack, but I was at peace?
My cultivation is not high. Logically speaking, if I bear such pressure, my body should be injured? Moreover, Mr. Jian said that this test will not hurt my life, but will only damage my talent.
Loss of talent?
Could it be that this is actually a mental attack?
Su Yun was suspicious.
If you want to fight against mental attacks, you need a set of routines that can concentrate and meditate.
He took a breath, closed his eyes with his memory, and silently recited the mantra in his mind.
As soon as the spiritual technique was released, Su Yun felt that the sword pressure on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant!
Click.
At this time, the giant sword shattered and turned into countless fragments and fell into the dark air, then dissipated.
"Huh? It's over?"
The old sword was surprised and heard in his mind: "This level is the test of the ancestors' spirit on the disciples. If the spirit is not strong enough, it is impossible to pass this level easily!"
"This proves that I am strong enough."
"Stop bragging! Tell me quickly, boy, what methods did you use?"
Old Jian seemed very interested.
"A set of spiritual techniques, called "Ten Sentences of Meditation".
"Do you use spiritual techniques? This is not to say that it is not possible, but even if you use spiritual techniques, it should not last long! Without a strong spirit, you cannot exert the effects of spiritual techniques. Well... you are not simple."
The second floor: the land of ice.
There are wind and snow everywhere, as cold as the North and South Poles.
Su Yun walked forward and walked to a icicle towering with countless sword-shaped icicles, and whistling sword wind suddenly blew.
The sword wind was biting cold, as if it could freeze human bones and almost solidify the blood.
"The test on the second level can be completely different from the first level, you have to pay attention!"
The voice of the old sword sounded again.
It's indeed different. This seems to be not a mental attack, because Su Yun has seen his hands and feet turn purple with cold. Although he does not live to his life, it has already been applied to his body.
There is no trick here, you can only resist with willpower and resilience!
He calmed down, gritted his teeth, endured all the pain, and endured the howling sword wind.
At first, the sword wind was like a breeze, and it was no big deal except to remove the biting cold.
But as time went by, the sword wind became stronger and more powerful and terrifying. It blew wildly like a pair of big hands, pushing Su Yun.
Su Yun stabilized the lower plate and forced himself to use the spiritual power of his body to calm his mind, and refused to take a step back at all.
The sword wind strengthened again.
This time, it was not just about pushing, but turned into tearing, like countless beasts tearing Su Yun, trying to tear it into pieces!
"ah!!!!!"
Su Yun, who was supporting him, let out a roar, and his whole body reached its limit, without any intention of retreating.
"Okay!! Enough perseverance! You must persevere! If you don't survive this test, you will not be destined to be with "Wuji Sword Art". You must persevere for the old man, me, or the Wuji Sword Sect, just for yourself!"
Jian Lao shouted.
Although he has experienced more than a dozen geniuses, this is the first time he has seen a person as tough as Su Yun. He hopes that the Wuji Sword Sect can reappear in this continent, and does not want the powerful Sword Sect to be destroyed by his own hands. Compared to Su Yun, he is more eager for Su Yun to pass the test.
The sword wind strengthened again.
But at this moment, Su Yun has exceeded his limit.
He gave up his mind and had only one thought in his head.
Stand by!
He abandoned all the distractions of retreating and supported them at all costs.
In the end, Jian Feng could not take a step back and stopped.
Everything returned to silence.
"Congratulations, boy! I hope I can pass the next journey smoothly!"
The voice of Jian Lao's joy appeared.
“I will pass.”
Su Yun exhaled, his voice a little weak, but his tone was full of firmness.
He knew that he was weak and could not do many things, but when he decided to do it, he would do everything, use any means, and do whatever he wanted. To put it bluntly, this is called overestimating one's own ability, but for him, this is the persistence in his heart and he cannot give up.
Old Jian nodded in appreciation and did not say anything.
After jumping over the Ice Sword Forest, there was a flash of waxy door. After walking in, we arrived at the third level of the Sword Tomb Void Realm.
The third floor is the Red Sun Sword Pool.
It is not as quiet and cold as the two previous layers, but here it is extremely hot and hot.
There is magma everywhere, and the heat emitted by bubbles of slurry water seems to be able to roast people.
But, here is a bit special.
There was only a place to stand at Su Yun's feet, and there was no road ahead, but there was a fiery red and hot sword inserted in the magma ten meters away.
The sword was surrounded by magma, and a large amount of flame energy overflowed from the sword body, spinning around it like a dragon, making it very magical.
Ten meters behind the sword was a door leading to the fourth level of Void Realm. In front of the door was a man in white clothes and white hair and a sword box behind him.
"Do you want to pass the test and practice the Wuji Sword Technique?"
The man looked at Su Yun and shouted loudly.
"Who are you?" Su Yun asked.
To be continued...