Chapter 1495: Are you still "you"?

"All right."
Xiao Yi smiled, "Let's start to understand."
"See you at the end of the first floor."
"Good." Ding Qiuyue nodded.
"Huh? That's not right." Xiao Yi suddenly reacted with a look of doubt on his face.
"We came in by comprehension of ordinary sword monuments."
"What about Junior Brother Zifeng?"
If they were all entering the space of the sword emperor stele, what sword stele would the younger brother Zifeng appear in front of?
What they enlightened was the sword emperor monument.
The sword emperor monument is just outside.
Ding Qiuyue replied, "Brother Zifeng and Senior Brother Zhuo Wanzong, they will directly enter the second layer of space."
"What they are comprehending is the knowledge of kendo on the sword emperor stele. They don't have to enter the first level."
That's it.
Their other enlightened people, even if they really passed the first level, acquired the life-long kendo knowledge of the masters of these sword monuments; it was far inferior to the little kendo knowledge that Lin Zifeng and Zhuo Wanzong got on the sword emperor monument.
After all, that was the sword emperor's knowledge of swordsmanship, the first man in the mainland.
The owners of the other sword monuments, compared with this swordsman emperor, are afraid of a huge difference.
"I believe you are not worse than them." Xiao Yi looked at Ding Qiuyue and smiled.
"let's start."
"Yeah." Ding Qiuyue nodded seriously.
Before the two walked towards the sword monument, they began to comprehend.
boom…
It was almost the moment when the two closed their eyes to comprehend.
The two roads of sword qi were vertical and horizontal, and they started violently.
Starting from the sword monument, it extends all the way to the end of this space.
at the same time.
In the distance, there was a loud explosion, and the sky-shaking sword energy spread.
Obviously, the rest of the sword repairs in this space have also begun the road to enlightenment.
Xiao Yi closed his eyes and stepped on the path of sword energy after the sword monument.
boom…
After entering the path of sword qi, Xiao Yi only felt a roar in his mind, and then white.
After he recovers Qingming.
In front of him, a young man holding a sword suddenly struck him.
Xiao Yi was startled first, then his eyes became cold.
He didn't know the young man before him.
But this young man, Xiao Yi could tell at a glance, he was just an acquired kid.
For Xiao Yi, the acquired state was a long time ago.
At this level, Xiao Yi was afraid that he would be able to blast him off with one breath.
However, as soon as he was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that all of his vitality and cultivation skills were eliminated.
The vitality in one's body was so weak that it could only reach the level of the acquired realm.
Xiao Yi's face changed drastically.
The young man in front of him sneered, "Why, I know you are afraid? You are the son of concubine, where are you qualified to compete with this son for the position of the head of the house?"
The young man's sword has already struck.
Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, even if he only had the cultivation of the Houtian realm, he was not comparable to the kid in front of him.
He was about to claw his hands, the young man's sword, and defeat him.
Suddenly, I realized that I couldn't use the Five Jues of Form, Mind, and Spirit.
"Damn it." Xiao Yi cursed in a low voice, leaning sideways, so he could escape the sword.
At this time, a memory came slowly in his mind.
"Mysterious rank technique, sword qi determination."
"Mysterious rank sword skill, stone cracking."
Xiao Yi couldn't help but twitched his old face, and had to quickly comprehend the sword technique in his mind.
At this time, the young man came again with a sword.
"Go away." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.
After a few breaths, Xiao Yi defeated the young man in front of him with a single sword.
The next second, the figure flashed and suddenly disappeared in place.
The figure flashed again.
The surrounding scene has changed.
Around it, there is a deep mountain forest.
Not far away, several old men hunted in the wind, attacking with all their strength.
"Three Innate Realms?"
Xiao Yi subconsciously didn't put it in his eyes, but when he remembered what had happened before, he suddenly looked inside.
After looking inside, Xiao Yi's face twitched again.
"Houtian Realm Ninth Level Cultivation Base?"
Yes, his current cultivation base is only the Ninth Layer of the Hou Tian Realm.
The acquired and the innate?
This is almost impossible for ordinary people.
But for Tianjiao, it is not difficult.
However, Xiao Yi found out in the next second that all he could use, except for the mysterious sword skill; his other martial skills, he couldn't use it at all.
At this time, the three elders' full palms were already blasted.
Three palms, all hit Xiao Yi's vitals.
Obviously, these three elders will take his life.
"Go away." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice.
There was a sword hanging around his waist.
The costume is not his original costume.
He suddenly gradually realized his current situation.
Cang...
Xiao Yi struck out with a sword, but was easily blasted back by the three old men.
He hadn't reacted yet, but with another palm, he blasted him tens of meters away.
Xiao Yi turned awkwardly on the ground a few times before he stabilized his figure.
Kaka...
Xiao Yi stood up and clenched his fists.
The sword in the hand is tight.
"Well, I haven't fought like this in a long time." Xiao Yi grinned sneer.
This sneer means that he is going to be real.
At this point, before the three old men attacked, Xiao Yi had already stepped out with a sword.
The two sides fought.
However, in the battle between the two sides, there was no magnificent explosion of vitality and no amazing martial arts.
Three innate realms plus one acquired nine levels, the intensity of the battle is extremely limited.
After a full hour.
Xiao Yi was sweating profusely, almost exhausted.
In front of him, the three old men had disappeared, replaced by three corpses.
"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath.
"Wake up." Xiao Yi let out a low cry in his heart, and his mind shrank.
"Huh." Xiao Yi woke up from the state of enlightenment and took a deep breath again.
I felt it for a while, my own strength of cultivation did not disappear.
At the same time, he has already taken a few steps on this road of sword energy.
"The so-called life of comprehension, it turned out to be so." Xiao Yi understood.
There is no doubt that Xiao Yi's battles just now were all battles that this star-cutting senior had experienced.
Of course, that was the battle of this senior when he was young.
And all he could use were the exercises and martial arts that this senior mastered.
Xiao Yi was about to close his eyes and continue to comprehend.
Suddenly, there was a stir in Qiankun Ring.
A light flashed in Xiao Yi's hand, and the Leng Yan sword appeared out of thin air.
"Boy, are you sure you really want to continue walking?" Leng Yan asked the sword spirit in the sword suddenly.
"What?" Xiao Yi frowned.
Sword Spirit said, "Do you know how many years this star-cutting senior has lived?"
"How many battles have he experienced in his life?"
"You take this path of sword spirit, it will mean that you will take over his identity and walk all the way he has traveled in his life."
"What then?" Xiao Yi asked with a frown.
Jian Ling Jiejie smiled, "Boy, how many years have you lived? Only twenty years."
"And how many years has this star-cutting swordsmanship lived? Compared with him, the years you have lived are only a drop in the ocean."
"Are you afraid I will get lost in it?" Xiao Yi shrugged, "As long as the sword's heart is strong, this is not a problem."
"Furthermore, even if you are lost, you will be blasted out of this space after half a month."
"Yes, you will be blasted out unharmed and restore Xiao Yi's identity." Jian Ling sneered.
"But the memory in your mind will not disappear."
"Compared to the mere 20 years of your own life, the countless years of this star-cutting predecessor, who do you think has more memories?"
"Are you still'you' then?"
Sword Spirit's words made Xiao Yi shudder in an instant.
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Ninth more. (Make up)