If, according to the power of the sword intent before, this time, even if there is a broken cloth roll protection, Gancheng will be dead.

But completely different from before, after this sword intent rushed into the body, it did not cause any harm to Gancheng.

Not only that, the sword intent is integrated into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sea of ​​consciousness continues to expand.

The body is also constantly condensed under the repeated impact of the sword intent, and various impurities in the body are constantly discharged.

Gan Cheng felt that he had grown taller again, so he looked down and found that there were abdominal muscles on his abdomen.

What's even more incredible is that there seems to be a certain will belief in his sea of ​​consciousness, which resonates with the sword intent and constantly merges.

The body is undergoing changes visible to the naked eye, and the surging power is constantly breaking through the limits and making continuous breakthroughs.

The previous pain completely disappeared, replaced by the pleasure after the surge in strength.

Outside the Jiange.

"It's been two hours since the gate of Jiange has not opened yet. Is it old and disrepair? No problem will happen? The door will not open after the person dies." The third senior sister, who was holding a shovel in her hand and was about to drag the body to bury it, was surprised.

Death is inevitable, but the length of time.

In the past, some people could last for a few days, or even dozens of days, but as long as they failed to merge the sword intent in the end, they would be unable to escape death.

But the boy's physical condition is logically the sea of ​​consciousness will collapse once the sword intent enters the body.

The second senior brother pressed the sword with both hands, looked at Jiange, and said nothing.

He saw too many people, and he saw tens of thousands of people entering Jiange, and he buried tens of thousands of people.

On the grave mountain, hundreds of thousands of people entered the Jiange and died. He was used to not thinking about whether the other party could come out alive, and the length of time was not very meaningful.

The only thing that can be done is to bury it on the grave mountain to warn future generations.

In the Sword Pavilion, Gancheng has merged the sword intent and is completely free from attacks by other sword intents.

Time passed little by little, and Gancheng was completely immersed in it.

The powerful body of the sword cultivator does not need to be polished a little, and it merges the sword intent and is directly tempered with the sword intent, making it stronger and purer, and it definitely feels like reaching the sky in one step.

Originally, he thought that practicing swords was the right way, and no one practiced was able to practice it a little bit.

I feel that the sword fusion of sword intent and directly crossing the low-grade practice is simply an evil way. In my memory, the predecessor seems to have understood it so much. Of course, fear of death is the main reason.

But at that time, the second senior brother mentioned that fusion of sword intent is a higher-level method of cultivation, and Gancheng really understands it now.

Just thinking about the hundreds of thousands of people who died after the Sword Sect’s sect for three thousand years, I understand the true meaning of not being able to die if I cheat.

If I hadn't been for the ragged scroll, I would have had a dead end.

As the sea of ​​consciousness expands and the spiritual will becomes stronger, Gancheng's mind moves and can immediately feel another light spot on himself and the broken rag roll.

The spot of light is very far away, weaker than myself, but the aura is extremely familiar, the little weasel.

After successfully enthroning the little weasel, the little weasel changed. After enthroning the himself, a special aura also merged into his body. What is that?

There are many doubts in my heart, but my knowledge is limited. It seems that I can only find opportunities to explore slowly in the future.

"Tear...bang..."

At this moment, Gan Cheng's body grew taller and his body shape changed, the dirt on the clothes that had previously condensed were shattered and the clothes were torn apart.

"Bang..."

Gan Cheng felt his whole body full of strength, his hands tightly clenched, and instantly the air roared.

"Wow……"

He tried to wave his fists and kick, and instantly made a punch.

If it weren't for the fact that the second senior brother had not seen his sword pierce through the giant mountain and rush into the underground palace of 100 meters, Gancheng would have thought he would be invincible in the world.

Thinking about the terrifying sword light of the second senior brother, the invincible mind was gone.

I am definitely of medium-grade physical strength now, but I don’t know much about the specific level of my life.

“Buzz…”

At this moment, the sword intent in Gancheng's sea of ​​consciousness was also completely formed, but it was very weak.

Under the ragged roll, it looks even more insignificant.

But after being enthroned by the swordsman, the sword intent will no longer be rejected by the broken cloth scroll.

Just as the sword intent of Gancheng was formed, thousands of long swords trembled in the sword pavilion, sword lights lit up, and the long swords that looked like stars in the sky were emitting light.

Following the sword light, you can see from afar that there seems to be a portal in the depths.

With the sword intent in the sea of ​​consciousness, Gan Cheng could actually feel the sword sounds in the sky actually inspire him to continue moving forward.

"By goodbye to you, what a joke, I won't go in again..." Gan Cheng turned around and left.

"Boom..."

The gate of Jiange turned around with Gancheng and opened with a loud bang.

Thousands of long swords above the sword pavilion also stopped trembling.

"Impossible..." At the same time the gate of Jiange opened, the third senior sister who was lying bored in the distance with a shovel was not reacting yet, but the second senior brother who had been standing at the gate of Jiange had already noticed it.

The second senior brother was very shocked because he felt a sword intent first, and even more joyful of the thousands of sword intents in the sword pavilion.

If you have to enter it, you can’t see clearly or explore it.

When Gan Cheng really walked out, the second senior brother's hands pressed on the sword were a little out of control, and the sword instantly penetrated a lot of it.

"I'll go, it's great to live..." Walking out of Gancheng in Jiange, I feel like I'll live for a lifetime.

"Isn't dead?" The third senior sister also sat up suddenly and looked at Gan Cheng in disbelief.

As she looked, her eyes were bright. Gan Cheng had just refined his sword intent, and his already handsome face was even more angular, with a strong chest and eight-pack abs faintly...

At this time, the second senior brother recovered first, and there was already a book in his hand.

"For you..." The second senior brother threw the book at Gancheng.

"What are you doing?" Gan Cheng jumped back, jumped out seven or eight meters, and looked at the second senior brother with caution.

The book fell to the ground.

Gancheng has a very good eye now. He saw it when the second senior brother took out the book, the general outline of swordsmanship.

He was really scared, but he didn't want to just leave the tiger's den and enter the wolf's den. If the Sword Sect makes another hard-cultivation sword, the perverted cultivation method of Jiange would be fatal.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid. Our Sword Sect has a high threshold for entry, but after fusion of sword intent, it will be very casual. You see, the senior sister doesn't like to practice and no one cares about it. You can hold this, it's very casual. If you have any questions, you can go to the second senior brother to ask." At this time, the third senior sister smiled and picked up the sword skills general principles and took it to Gancheng.

"Junior brother, your sword intent is perfectly integrated. Look at your abdominal muscles, your figure will make you look even more popular. You can directly enter the fifth grade, which is even better than your senior sister. Look at how I am, my senior sister, when I merge the sword intent, it is not like you. What the senior sister cares about is the chest. Look at your senior sister's figure, with a big breast and a thin waist..."

"Uh...Sister Third, have you put your hands in the wrong place?"

"Big man, senior sister can eat you. Senior sister is here to help you check the results of your cultivation."

"Do you still need to touch your butt after the inspection results?"

At this time, the second senior brother who could not bear to see it came forward, picked up the third senior sister, and threw it backwards.

"I'm taking care of my junior brother, you're too much..." The third senior sister shouted in anger from the air. It was obviously not the first time that the third senior sister was thrown out.

She obviously didn't worry about hurting herself.

"Go and take a shower." After throwing the third senior sister away, the second senior brother pointed a direction to Gancheng.

After the third senior sister's words and the fusion of sword intent, she did relieve the oppression of death, and Gan Cheng's mentality became much more relaxed.

"Second Brother Second, how strong are you? The ninth grade of the capital, what level are you at the second level?" He didn't care about these things before, so he relaxed at this moment. Thinking of the second brother piercing through the underground palace of the Jiuyue Ghost King with one sword, he also wanted to know the combat power of the second brother.

"Entering the Holy One."

"Entering the saint is above the ninth level, but what about above the saint?" The conversation between the second senior brother, who cherishes his words like gold, always makes people feel a sense of depression.

"It's gone." It's still short, still straightforward.

Gancheng: "..."

In my memory of the predecessor, I knew that high-quality practitioners were very powerful, and there were high-quality practitioners in his family, but that was all. Because he did not practice, he was completely excluded from certain circles.

"Second Brother, what is our master's level?" Gan Cheng sorted out his thoughts and asked again.

"Entering the Holy One."

"Second Brother, you are so awesome, are you as powerful as your master?" Gan Cheng had never seen his master at all. His disciple was completely collected by that uncle.

"It's far from it." This time, the second senior brother standing with his hands pressing his sword and shook his head slightly.

"Second Brother, what you mean is that you both enter the holy realm, but there is a huge gap between you and your master. How huge is it?" Gan Cheng really wants to know the high-end combat power situation in this world.

This time, the second senior brother pondered for a moment: "The gap between you and me."

This is what I said, if I hadn’t cared about my cultivation, my heart would have hurt my second senior brother.

But Gan Cheng gradually figured out how to communicate with the second senior brother.

"It's such a second senior brother. Can I go down the mountain now? You also know that no matter how I say I am the richest grandson, and there is a large amount of family business waiting for me to inherit. If I can go down the mountain, what if something happens to someone bully me? So I have to understand. If you encounter a powerful enemy, you can't cover it with your second senior brother and master, uncle. Don't be very powerful in the first nine grades, becoming the strongest in the saint. Later, you became as many as a dog and leaving the ground with the saint."

Gancheng said a lot this time, and there were also many private work mixed in.
To be continued...