Chapter 3 Thirteen Swords of Lone Peak

　　Nearly three months passed quickly. 　　The sea of clouds outside the cliff is still tumbling endlessly, on the cliff, the young man dressed in a standardized strong clothes, holding a steel sword to move around, the sword light flashes. 　　Maybe it's an illusion, maybe it's the relationship between the environment, the teenager's sword reveals a lonely temperament when the top, a glimpse of the mountains, obviously standing in front of you, but it seems to be in a very far away from the lonely peaks, that kind of difficult to grasp the distance a few want to make people vomit blood. 　　Chain of twelve swords in the past, the teenager's eyes like electricity, piercing the void, the body shape jumped up, as from the peak of the sky to pounce and kill, only to see the flash of sword light, the opposite side of the boulder was scratched out of a three inches deep, three feet long terrible sword marks, clean and sharp, ruthless and merciless. 　　Collecting the sword into the sheath, the teenager muttered to himself, "No wonder the elder guarding the pavilion wanted me to choose another sword technique, it turns out that this Lone Peak Thirteen Swords is not a simple human level intermediate level martial art, which actually contains a profound meaning, has long since exceeded the original scope." 　　The teenager was Ye Chuan since, in these three months, he had completed the cultivation of the Lone Peak 13 Swords by virtue of his superb comprehension, but recently, he found out that the Lone Peak 13 Swords was far from being that simple, it seemed to be lacking something, that is to say, the Lone Peak 13 Swords was a remnant, and the real secret book should have already been lost, which is why the grade dropped to the Human Grade Intermediate Stage. 　　Fortunately, the person who practiced it was Ye Chuan, and with some painstaking study, not only did he realize the original meaning that the Lone Peak 13 Swords did not have, but the method of luck was also greatly improved, so I believe that it won't be long before he can cultivate his own Lone Peak 13 Swords. 　　In addition, because of three months of unquestioning and dedicated cultivation, Ye Chuan's internal qi crossed into the early sixth layer of the qi cultivation realm, which was really a rapid progress. 　　"It's time to go return the secret book." Thinking of the Flowing Cloud Sect's rules, Ye Chuan did not dare to slack off. 　　On the way back, Ye Chuan's ears slightly twitched as he heard a petulant shout coming from the distance, a mile away from here, but still clearly audible, as if the entire sound had condensed together and instantly erupted. 　　"What a powerful center qi, how powerful a fleshly body does it take to emit it, and by the sound of it, it seems like it's a female." Unable to hold back his curiosity, Ye Chuan cautiously approached the past. 　　Wading through a few patches of thorny grass, Ye Chuan came behind a boulder. 　　Peering over his head, to his eyes was a small grove, next to the grove there was a wooden house, in front of the wooden house there was a small pool with a few lotus leaves floating on it, it looked extremely meaningful. 　　And at the edge of the grove, an indifferent young girl about sixteen years old, wearing a snow-white power suit, was practicing her fists, her mouth emitting heart-stopping drinking sounds. 　　She had a thin figure and looked weak, but every punch and kick was domineering and open, with a sharp piercing power. 　　"It's Senior Sister Xu Jing, this is a forbidden place?" 　　Seeing the other party, Ye Chen finally understood. 　　Liuyun Sect except for the Patriarch and the inner sect elders had their own mountain, others who wanted to practice martial arts had to go and find a suitable place, just that although Qingfeng Mountain was big, excellent cultivation locations were limited, usually, the outer sect elders and core disciples would take the lead in occupying the feng shui treasure land, and classify it as a forbidden place, and ordinary people who wanted to intrude hard would be crossing the line with them, and they would be chastised lightly or severely punished severely. 　　The Senior Sister Xu in Ye Chen's eyes was precisely one of the core disciples of the Liu Yun Sect, ranked twenty-three, with her cultivation at the middle stage of the Condensed Truth Realm, and her talent was excellent. 　　Xu Jing stepped on the footwork, between punches and kicks, her tongue was pressed against her teeth, her abdomen was lucky, and she continuously drank out her voice to increase the power of her punches. 　　A few consecutive punches passed, Xu Jing's qi built up to its peak, only to see her entire body leaping up in the air, striking like electricity, like a tiger or leopard pouncing, a fist blasted the large tree that was the thickness of a water barrel. 　　Bang Bang Bang! 　　A shocking scene occurred, Xu Jing's fists and palms erupted with eye-catching golden light, which then converged into substance, destroying three large trees that were connected in a row, the sound was horrifying. 　　It is the release of true qi! Ye Chuan's eyes narrowed. 　　When a qi practicing realm martial artist transformed his internal qi into true qi, it meant that he formally stepped into the condensed true realm, and besides a huge increase in battle power, a condensed true realm martial artist's true qi could also be detached from his body and hurt people across the air. 　　"Still not coming out." Xu Jing had long noticed Ye Chuan's arrival, and at this moment, her gaze was sharp, staring at the location where Ye Chuan was. 　　Ye Chuan swallowed and obediently showed his figure. 　　"You are an outer disciple." 　　"Yes." 　　"Why did you peek at my fist practice?" 　　"Your voice traveled out too far, so I came over to take a look out of curiosity." 　　Xu Jing carefully sized up Ye Chuan, the other party's unassuming attitude made her a little curious, knowing that if it was any other outer disciple, he usually stuttered and couldn't speak in front of her, whereas he spoke in an organized manner, decent and generous, so that people couldn't be disgusted. 　　Not intending to find trouble with Ye Chen, Xu Jing faintly said, "Go away! Don't come next time." 　　"Yes." 　　Leaving this place, Ye Chen slightly exhaled a breath. 　　Although Xu Jing's attitude was calm, the aura of the storm was truly amazing, he bet that even if he encountered a core disciple ranked ahead of her, he would not be under such pressure, it seemed that this year's core disciple rankings were going to change. 　　Suddenly, Ye Chen smiled. 　　If he were to do it in the past, he probably wouldn't be able to say a single word in front of Xu Jing, but now he was able to answer calmly, which should be due to the soul's growth. 　　However, what made Ye Chuan pay the most attention was Xu Jing's character, she was really cold and withdrawn, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to her, coupled with that pugnacious and domineering martial arts, it was impossible not to impress people. 　　Arriving at the Martial Arts Pavilion. 　　The elder guarding the pavilion raised his head, recognized Ye Chuan with a glance, and said meaningfully: ''How is it, the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords shouldn't have been practiced, right? It's still not too late to choose other sword techniques." 　　Ye Chuan smiled lightly, "No need, I'm here to return the secret books." 　　"Good, sign in here." 　　After signing his name, Ye Chen turned around and was about to leave. 　　Seeing this, the Pavilion Guard Elder wondered, "There are still two months to go before you break into Woodman Alley, won't you continue to work a little harder?" 　　Wooden Man Alley is the traditional trial program of Liu Yun Sect, open once in half a year, the participants are usually outer disciples, if they can break through, it means that the actual combat ability is high, if they can't break through, then they have to continue to work hard, I remember that half a year ago, Ye Chuan was beaten and spit out blood in just three breaths, and he was reduced to everyone's laughing stock. 　　"I think the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords should be enough to cope with the trial." Ye Chuan thought to himself that he could raise his internal qi to the late sixth layer of the qi cultivation realm in two months' time, and by then, even if he could not make it into the top ten, his ranking would not be too far behind, but of course, he had not gone through the actual battle, and it was not quite clear to what extent his own strength had reached. 　　The Pavilion Guard Elder subconsciously nodded his head, followed by consternation, "You mean, you practiced the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords, how is that possible?" 　　"Pretty much!" 　　If the other party knew that he had not only practiced the Thirteen Swords of the Lone Peak, but had also realized the meaning and the deeper level of the luck method, he did not know what he would think! 　　Not wanting to expose too much, Ye Chen raised his steps and walked out. 　　When the other party left, the guarding elder still can not believe, Lone Peak Thirteen Swords is a remnant of the book he is clear, this sword law is the third master of the Liuyun Sect, grade up to the top of the human level, but I do not know what the reason is, the real book was lost for no reason, left behind is only a handwritten copy of the remnants of the book. 　　Nonetheless, the Lone Peak Thirteen Swords was still very difficult to cultivate, after all, its foundation was up to the top human level, how could it be comprehended by an outer disciple. 　　"The current outer disciples are too pompous." The Pavilion Guard Elder shook his head, clearly not believing Ye Chen's words.