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Chapter 84 of 100

Chapter 84

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The new year has begun, and before the chapter, Hua Sheng says a few words of blessing, not using flowery language, but sending sincere wishes, hoping that every reader's dreams, hopes, and aspirations will come true.

The new year, the new book should have a bit of festive atmosphere.

For the first time, Hua Sheng is seeking good luck for his new book, pulling in monthly votes and asking for rewards, hoping to make the book review section red-hot and festive for the year.

In the group, a fellow Daoist said that rewards should mean extra chapters! That's right, with popularity and good luck, extra chapters are a must! Moreover, Hua Sheng can start with ten extra chapters to show his sincerity. From this chapter onwards, Hua Sheng has already entered the rhythm of ten extra chapters. Are all the fellow Daoists also ready with the rhythm of rewards and votes to make Hua Sheng's book review section red-hot and fiery, burning half the sky?

Hua Sheng is being sincere, so all the fellow Daoists shouldn't go back on their word.

The ten extra chapters begin!

Hua Sheng is looking forward to it...

—————————— I am the dividing line ——————————

Qin Feng's days on Shujian Mountain have been quite pleasant, and several months have passed in a flash.

During these months, Qin Feng has been stabilizing his Body Cultivation realm, the Second Stage of Human Gang, which is just one step away from advancing to the Third Stage.

Because he is not in a hurry to cultivate, his mindset is very relaxed.

Unexpectedly, this relaxed mindset perfectly aligns with the cultivation path of Dharma Cultivators. Therefore, even without particularly hard work, he has forcefully cultivated the basic Qi-nourishing method of the "Shushan Sword Canon" to the Seventh Stage. Of course, this is also due to his good foundation and high realm, making his cultivation path smooth.

Dharma and Body Dual Cultivation!

He didn't expect it to actually be realized in himself.

However, the root of Qin Feng is still Body Cultivation. The Dharma cultivation method is good for self-cultivation and stabilizing the realm.

Qin Feng doesn't take it too seriously.

On this day, Qin Feng was in his courtyard, riding the Chongwu Sword, trying to fly it.

At this moment, his expression was serious, and he was dressed in white, giving him a bit of the style of a sword immortal.

He formed a hand seal, and the Chongwu Sword flew up into the air.

Qin Feng leaped up and directly jumped onto the flying sword. However, as soon as his feet touched the Chongwu Sword, he suddenly felt a heavy weight, and the entire person and sword tilted backward, falling down in a very undignified manner.

"Thud!"

This fall almost shattered Qin Feng's buttocks.

"Damn, still not working!"

Qin Feng, holding his buttocks, jumped up and gave the Chongwu Sword lying on the ground a fierce middle finger.

This sword is too heavy, making it difficult to control in flight. Moreover, this sword affects the gravitational field, and he still cannot fully adapt.

Out of ten attempts, eight or nine times he falls due to poor control of the gravitational field.

Fortunately, occasionally, he can succeed, but only for a short distance. Moreover, Chongwu is clearly not a speed-type flying sword; when it truly flies, it not only looks bad but is also extremely slow.

This left Qin Feng speechless.

Throughout Shujian Mountain, he might be the only oddball who cannot fly with a sword.

The dream of becoming a sword immortal seems to be shattered.

"Kid, using Chongwu as a means of transportation is really a waste! If you really want to fly, you can step on me to fly, how cool would that be!"

At this moment, Tian Yao opened his demonic eyes in Qin Feng's palm, blinked, and tempted Qin Feng.

Qin Feng: "...!"

He gave a direct eye roll, and Qin Feng almost found a steel needle to poke out Tian Yao's eye. Just looking at it made him angry. Stepping on a coffin to fly in the sky, what's the difference from writing "I am a demonic person" on his face? Wouldn't he become a rat that everyone wants to beat?

Putting aside his depressed mood, Qin Feng put the Chongwu Sword on his back and walked out of the courtyard.

In the sky, disciples flying on swords were like meteors streaking across the horizon, looking very beautiful.

The disciples who entered the sect with him have basically mastered the art of flying on swords. Many of them directly fly from their residences to the mountains they want to go to.

But he still has to climb the hanging ladders.

Although he can occasionally succeed in flying, Qin Feng dares not. One misstep, and if he really falls from the sky, he would be smashed to pieces.

Everywhere he passed, the回头 rate was extremely high.

The reason, of course, was the huge Chongwu Sword on his back.

It was indeed eye-catching, but most people had a sneering expression.

However, carrying such a heavy Chongwu did help his Body Cultivation practice.

Especially using Chongwu to alter his gravitational field, climbing the hanging ladders under super-heavy load significantly improved his physical condition. He could also use this method to stabilize his Second Stage of Human Gang realm.

This was the reason why Qin Feng insisted on carrying Chongwu instead of putting it in his storage ring.

Leaving Qingyuan Peak, Qin Feng climbed the hanging ladders between the peaks.

This time, Qin Feng wanted to visit an old friend, Senior Brother Zhan Bai, on Jianyuan Peak!

Zhan Bai is an inner sect disciple and the leader of the Seven Cloud Sword Disciples of Shujian Mountain, so he enjoys very high treatment. Not only can he follow the sect leader Li Xingjian to live on Jianyuan Peak, where the spiritual energy is the densest, but he also has his own independent cave.

This treatment is simply envied by the outer sect disciples.

Half a year has passed without seeing Senior Brother Zhan Bai, and he also wondered if there was a way to heal Fang Xinyi's injured soul.

The tall figure of Zhan Bai in white flashed in Qin Feng's mind, and he smiled with relief.

If there was anything in Shujian Mountain that he still cherished, it was the brotherhood built through life and death with Zhan Bai.

Jianyuan Peak is the main peak among the nine hanging peaks, so it is the largest.

Qingyuan Peak is only a side peak, and although it is not small, it is still far from Jianyuan Peak.

The journey involves climbing twelve hanging ladders.

For Qin Feng, who carries Chongwu, it takes nearly three days and three nights.

This is also the reason why Qin Feng has not been eager to visit Zhan Bai. He originally planned to be able to fly on a sword after cultivation, which would take only one or two hours. Unfortunately, after nearly half a year, he still has not mastered the art of flying on a sword.

With no other choice, he can only walk.

Climbing the hanging ladders step by step, under the gravitational load of Chongwu, Qin Feng quickly sweated profusely.

However, the physical feedback of comfort was unprecedented.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before his Body Cultivation realm officially entered the Third Stage.

This further strengthened Qin Feng's confidence.

On the way, many people stopped their flying swords and looked at Qin Feng, not understanding why a disciple in Shujian Mountain would still climb the hanging ladders.

Isn't this self-inflicted suffering?

However, when they saw the broken sword Chongwu on Qin Feng's back, they immediately understood.

Clearly, Qin Feng's broken sword had lost much of its spirit, making it difficult to fly.

People kept flying by and stopping, causing traffic congestion in the area. Many people gathered, not knowing why.

Qin Feng was speechless.

Are they watching a monkey show?

Just climbing a hanging ladder, and it draws so much curiosity...

Despite the frustration, he couldn't fly, so he could only persist in climbing, hoping to leave the area as soon as possible to avoid more attention.

But Qin Feng's thoughts were unrealistic.

The hanging ladders stretched endlessly, and it would take a long time to reach the end.

Just as Qin Feng was extremely troubled, a few mocking voices suddenly sounded from not far behind him—

"Hey? Sister Huo, isn't that your unworthy fiancé, Qin Feng?"

"Yes, I heard he comes from the Qin family. Because he failed to activate his bloodline soul, he came to Shujian Mountain. Fortunately, he has a mixed Five-Color Spirit Root and managed to pull out a broken sword during the sword trial in Zangjian Mountain, thus entering the outer sect. I can't believe Sister Huo would have a marriage contract with such a useless person. What a waste of your good talent, sigh, a beautiful flower on cow dung."

"Hehe..."

"Ha ha!"

A series of silver bell-like laughs echoed, not knowing whether they were mocking Qin Feng or belittling Huo Siyan.

Qin Feng turned his head and looked behind him.

The first person he saw was Huo Siyan.

At this moment, Huo Siyan was looking down, seemingly deliberately avoiding his gaze, which made Qin Feng frown.

Along with Huo Siyan were several young cultivators in white, both male and female. These disciples were all dressed in the uniform of Shujian Mountain, but their clothes were clearly more finely tailored, especially for the female cultivators like Huo Siyan. The women were all riding on flying swords, surrounding Huo Siyan in the middle, but the most outstanding was still Huo Siyan. Not only was she the most beautiful, but the flying sword under her feet was clearly not an ordinary one.

"Lanyao!"

He didn't expect her to have obtained this treasure sword.

Qin Feng naturally recognized this sword. It was the first decent flying sword he encountered when he first entered Zangjian Mountain. At that time, Tian Yao said that the sword was good but not suitable for him because the sword spirit had a special preference for female cultivators.

Not far from Huo Siyan, Qin Feng saw the most hateful face.

Every time he saw this face, he wanted to vomit.

Yes, it was Li Haoran, the only son of Shujian Mountain's sect leader Li Xingjian!

And the one who was just mocking and shouting the loudest was undoubtedly him...