louisehourcade Chapter 1379
Chapter 1379
Chapter 1379
"Luo Ya, come in."
Luo Chen's voice came from the hut and was heard by the monks standing outside. Of course, Luo Ya was also within the range of this voice.
Luo Ya didn't know why Luo Chen called her, she hesitated slightly, then walked towards the hut.
Everyone turned their attention to Luo Ya, wanting to see how she passed through the transparent barrier that blocked Wu Butong.
Luo Ya was also cautious. When she felt that she was about to hit a barrier, she subconsciously slowed down.
However, the expected obstruction did not appear. Luo Ya moved slowly and stood at the entrance of the hut slowly.
Wu couldn't get through before, but he was blocked from a long distance away.
How did Luo Ya get in?
No one noticed, when Luo Ya crossed the barrier that blocked Wu Butong, a faint halo flashed from Leng Yuan's sword.
It is this halo that makes Luo Ya not restricted by the barrier.
After walking into the thatched hut, Luo Ya stood quietly beside Luo Chen, her attention was completely attracted by the sword tassel on the dressing table.
There is a feeling somewhere in Luo Ya's heart, this sword tassel should be hung on the Leng Yuan sword!
But Luo Ya didn't move, she waited for Luo Chen to speak again.
"Did you know that there is a type of people in the world called 'Sword Cultivators'."
Luo Chen opened his mouth slightly and said aloud.
Hearing Luo Chen's words, Luo Ya was slightly startled, and then a hint of realization flashed across her face. It seemed that there was always a dark cloud hanging over Luo Chen.
And when Luo Chen mentioned sword repair, the cloud that enveloped Luo Chen suddenly returned to Sumeru.
There are reasonable explanations for all the past and everything before contacting.
Why does Luo Chen have a fighting power that far exceeds that of his fellow monks?
Why can the cold kite sword be distinguished?
Why can you pull out the cold kite sword?
There is only one reason - Luo Chen, like the owner of this thatched hut, is a rumored swordsman who has long been extinct in the Kunlun Ruins.
"I know that Jianxiu is a person who is tabooed and feared by the entire Kunlun Ruins."
Luo Ya lowered her head and said aloud.
What kind of sword cultivator exists, Luo Chen does not need to explain for Luo Ya, the history of the extinction of sword cultivators is no stranger to any monk.
"That's good."
Luo Chen nodded, and set his eyes on the white jade-colored sword tassel.
"Now there is an opportunity, are you willing to become a sword cultivator?"
Hearing Luo Chen's words, Luo Ya fell into slight silence.
Is she willing to become a sword cultivator?
Luo Ya never thought about this question, and any normal monk would not consider similar questions.
But now, a difficult choice is presented to Luo Ya.
Becoming a sword cultivator means gaining absolute combat power, and Luo Chen is an obvious example.
After becoming a sword cultivator, not to mention becoming the second Luo Chen, Luo Ya's combat power could at least be multiplied several times.
However, Jianxiu's living environment in Kunlun Ruins is simply too harsh. Once his identity is revealed, he will be besieged and killed by all monks, and he will inevitably end up in a miserable end.
"I have a question."
After thinking for a while, Luo Ya raised her head and looked directly at Luo Chen.
"Are you... a sword cultivator?"
"Yes."
Luo Chen seemed to have anticipated Luo Ya's question, and nodded without hesitation.
"I see."
Luo Ya nodded, the entanglement in her eyes turned into a stream of condensed determination, she took a sudden step and took Jiansui in her hand.
The corner of Luo Ya's mouth curled up. Didn't she leave the Luo family just to follow in the footsteps of the man in front of her?
Now that I can get one step closer to him, what is there to hesitate about?
Luo Ya tied the fringe of the sword to the end of Leng Yuan's sword.
In the next moment, streaks of sword qi shot out from Leng Yuan's sword, and these sword qi condensed and lingered, gathering in mid-air in front of Luo Ya.
The sword qi condensed little by little, and a cold kite sword formed by the condensed sword qi appeared in front of Luo Ya.
The Leng Yuan sword condensed from the sword energy slammed into Luo Ya's position fiercely, and instantly became one with Luo Ya.
Countless information appeared out of nowhere in Luo Ya's mind, which was the entire content of the White Emperor's Sword Sutra. The burst of information explosion made Luo Ya's head a little unacceptable.
A pain like needles filled Luo Ya's head.
The same pain exists not only in Luo Ya's head, but her meridians, limbs, and internal organs also suffer from similar pain.
The sword energy that entered Luo Ya's body did not dissipate. Instead, it circulated in Luo Ya's body along some mysterious trajectory. This trajectory was exactly the flow of energy within the White Emperor's Sword Sutra.
On the one hand, the movement of sword energy is to check whether Luo Ya's meridians are wide enough, and on the other hand, it is to give Luo Ya how to adjust the inner breath.
There is nothing taught that is easier to learn than practicing it yourself a few times.
Luo Ya's talent is still good, at least it can meet the requirements of practicing the White Emperor Sword Sutra, but in the next moment, a sudden change occurred in Luo Ya.
Luo Ya is not a piece of jade in the rough, she has practiced the original method of the Luo family, how can she tolerate such a situation if she is as proud as the Baidi Sword Qi.
These sword qi began to become violent, conflicting with Luo Ya's own inner breath.
And the place of this conflict is Luo Ya's lower abdomen dantian!
"Uh-ah!"
Painful sounds came from Luo Ya's throat, and her inner breath and sword energy treated her Dantian as a battlefield.
No matter who wins or loses, Luo Ya's dantian will become dilapidated.
Perhaps for the rest of Luo Ya's life, her cultivation base will not be able to advance a bit because of the broken dantian.
"The old man, it was because of this situation that his cultivation level fell to the golden core stage."
Luo Chen saw Luo Ya in his eyes and said aloud.
He had expected this kind of thing to happen a long time ago, after all, there was an example of Lone Mo forcibly practicing Yunjian Jue before.
"The White Emperor's Sword Sutra is indeed a proud formula."
Luo Chen muttered to himself, but in the next moment, a superb light burst out from his eyes.
"Although the White Emperor Sword Master is powerful, I am not as powerful as I am now, but you are not the White Emperor Sword Master, but a method."
"My Yunjian Jue is far more powerful than yours!"
Speaking of this, Luo Chen stretched out his hand and fingers together to form a sword, and pointed at Luo Ya who was crying and rolling on the ground.
"If you are an emperor, I will be the emperor among emperors; if you are a respect, I will be the respect of the emperor, the White Emperor Sword Sutra, surrender to me!"
A sword intent that was far sharper than the white background sword scripture surged out from Luo Chen and instantly enveloped Luo Ya.
Those sword qi raging in Luo Ya's dantian, after feeling the sword intent beyond their own existence, began to gradually return to silence.
Violent and arrogant people often respect power.
Now the power of a higher level is presented in front of them, and all sword qi must be awed by it.
Luo Ya's original inner energy did not want to cause trouble. They were just defenders. After the sword energy calmed down, Luo Ya's Dantian no longer became a battlefield.
The suppression process lasted for a full quarter of an hour. Luo Ya gradually sat up from howling and rolling at the beginning, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to circulate her inner breath according to the direction of movement revealed by the previous sword energy.
After an unknown period of time, the sword energy and inner breath began to blend.
"call--"
Luo Chen let out a long sigh of relief.
(End of this chapter)