Chapter 256: Supreme Sword Intention
Zhuge Moer, wrapped in a cotton coat, sneezed.
The reason why Hanzhou is called Hanzhou is because it is winter all year round here, and the fire spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely weak. Even some cultivators cannot withstand such an extreme environment.
However, there are two types of monks who particularly like Hanzhou.
One type is naturally the cultivators who practice cold energy, and the other type is sword cultivators.
Sword cultivators are very ruthless. Some of them will come to Hanzhou specifically to hone their skills in order to forge a sword heart that is as cold as the blade and unmoved by any emotion.
Looking at Jian Xin, who was walking in front of him in a thin white dress and was not affected by the harsh environment of Hanzhou at all, Zhuge Moer moved closer to Jian Xin from behind, trying to keep warm. However, he immediately stepped back when he found that Jian Xin's body temperature was even lower.
But before retreating, Zhuge Moer stretched out his finger and poked Jian Xin's neck like a dragonfly touching the water to confirm Jian Xin's pulse.
"Big Sister, how long will it take us to reach that cold realm?"
Jian Xin could naturally see Zhuge Moer's little thoughts, and said helplessly, "We have entered the range of the cold realm. There are restrictions here, and we cannot use space magic."
Zhuge Moer nodded several times, "Speaking of which, Senior Sister, do you know how to enter the Cold Realm?"
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who, upon arriving at the scene, realizes that I can't get in?"
"No, isn't it?"
Jian Xin turned expressionlessly to face Zhuge Moer, raised his hand and pulled his sleeves down to reveal his snow-white arms.
Zhuge Moer blinked, looking confused as to what Jian Xin wanted to do.
"big……"
As soon as the voice came out, Jian Xin attacked mercilessly. His icy right hand and forearm slid into Zhuge Moer's collar with a "swish".
"Ahhhhhhhh——Senior Sister, I was wrong——"
The extreme coldness spread along the skin of her chest. Zhuge Moer's legs softened and she was about to collapse to the ground wailing. Jian Xin opened her fingers and clasped Zhuge Moer's chest, preventing her from sitting down.
The clever Zhuge Moer guessed what might happen next at the first moment, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"Big, big sister, women shouldn't touch each other, you are..."
Jian Xin laughed, "I don't understand."
After saying that, Jian Xin grabbed Zhuge Moer's chest and walked forward quickly. Zhuge Moer tried to resist at first, but Jian Xin's fingers seemed to be stuck to her chest. If she wanted to break free, she could only say goodbye to her chest. In the end, Zhuge Moer gave up resisting and was dragged forward by Jian Xin like a corpse, hoping to use her numb appearance to exchange for a little sympathy from Jian Xin.
But Jian Xin didn't even look at it, and only let go when they reached the cold realm.
"arrive--"
Zhuge Moer opened the collar and observed for a while before looking sad, "Big Sister, it's not symmetrical anymore."
"It's okay. I can help you get it back on track when we get back."
Zhuge Moer stopped crying immediately, her face straightened, and a large amount of snow mist rose up from the surrounding area, "Big Sister, how are we going to enter this cold realm?"
Jian Xin glanced at Zhuge Moer, raised his hand and waved it, and the snow fog that covered the sky and the sun dissipated like frost wiped off the window, and was replaced by an incomparably dazzling sword light.
Zhuge Moer narrowed his eyes, "Supreme and ruthless sword intent."
Jian Xin put down his hand, and the snow mist rolled back again. The sword lights merged with the snow mist and disappeared silently. If anyone trespassed, they would be wiped out in an instant by the snow mist that was integrated with the supreme and ruthless sword intent.
"This cold realm is shrouded by the Supreme Merciless Sword Intent. The so-called entrance to the cold realm is a passage opened by the Cang Tian Sword Sect by striking a sword at the weakest point of the Supreme Merciless Sword Intent and counteracting it with its own sword intent."
"The sword strike by the Half-Step Sword Immortal before his death had already made him an immortal. Although he died, the supreme and ruthless sword intent he left behind was recognized by heaven and earth. Therefore, this supreme and ruthless sword intent was incorporated into the rules of heaven and earth. The sword intent is endless and will never fade away."
"So every time the cold realm is opened, a sword master from the Cang Tian Sword Sect is required to infuse the sword intent."
Zhuge Moer suddenly realized, "Then, Senior Sister, how do we get in?"
“Just walk in.”
"Oh - eh? So casual?" Zhuge Moer was shocked.
"He's not as strong as me."
"... Senior Sister, you have been talking about endlessness for a long time, is it just for this sentence?" After Zhuge Moer finished speaking, she immediately wrapped her clothes tightly, fearing that Jian Xin would put his hand in again.
Jian Xin stared at Zhuge Moer for a while and rolled his eyes, "Is it not possible?"
"Okay, okay, okay—Senior Sister, let me go!"
Zhuge Moer nodded repeatedly and followed Jian Xin like his most loyal henchman.
Jian Xin did not sit down, but walked forward openly. The supreme and ruthless sword intent hidden in the wind and snow was melted away like snowflakes falling into a furnace. This scene naturally made Zhuge Moer marvel again and again.
As the descendant of Zhuge Jifa, Zhuge Moer could see the laws of the operation of heaven and earth, so Zhuge Moer could see that Jian Xin did not use any special means, but just moved forward. It was these supreme and ruthless sword intentions that dissolved by themselves.
This is definitely not as simple as being stronger than that Half-Step Sword Immortal.
"Big Sister, what kind of sword spirit are you cultivating?"
"What other sword skills can a sword cultivator cultivate?" Jian Xin asked helplessly.
Zhuge Moer looked at Jian Xin with a strange expression on her face, and then she turned her eyes around and asked tentatively, "Big Sister, what do you think of Master?"
"Master saved my life and raised me."
"Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain, senior sister. How do you plan to repay the master?" Zhuge Moer chuckled.
Jian Xin was stunned, feeling that something was wrong, but after careful consideration, it seemed that there was nothing wrong, so he stopped and thought for a moment before hesitating, "Am I not... repaying my master now?"
“Big Sister, we are here to share the worries of our master. Our master is capable of handling it on his own. This cannot be considered a reward,” Zhuge Moer corrected by raising her finger.
Jian Xin thought about it carefully and felt that this was true, but the question came too suddenly. She had never thought about when she would leave Li Yanmo, so she couldn't think of how to repay him for a while, so she asked, "Old Five, how do you want to repay me?"
"As for the so-called repayment, of course, if the master is short of it, then I will repay him."
Zhuge Moer raised the corner of her mouth and played with her hair in a shy manner.
"Master has been single for so many years. Senior Sister——"
Zhuge Moer held Jian Xin's shoulder, his eyes flashing with gossip, curiosity and incitement, and he moved closer to Jian Xin little by little.
"How about you pledge your love to me?"
Jian Xin's pupils suddenly shrank, and the dusty door in his heart was kicked open, and all the things squeezed inside rushed out.
Certain emotions creep in.
This violent reaction caused her sword intent to begin to transform, and the surrounding supreme and ruthless sword intent was also affected and gradually dissipated.
Zhuge Moer's face changed drastically, "Big Big Big Sister! You have broken the supreme and ruthless sword intent of the cold realm! Take away anything valuable quickly!!!"
Jian Xin reacted suddenly, raised his hand and reached out to grab Han Jing. A black light lit up and went straight to Jian Xin's face.
At this moment, a loud angry roar came from the sky.
"He Fang, young man, is this something you can take?"
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook, and a giant sword fell as if it was going to knock down this world, but the black light had already fallen into Jian Xin's hands.
It was a tattered, black rectangular stick.
Jian Xin grasped the stick and swung it upwards. The black stick seemed to have been polished trillions of times and turned into a black sword during the swing.
An arc of light fell, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated, the falling giant sword turned into countless petals, and the frozen cold land ushered in early spring.
Zhuge Moer, who was standing aside, opened his mouth wide and was about to complain when he was met with Jian Xin's embarrassed and angry eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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