Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 143 Yu Daiyue

Three years of cultivation, two years of sword training.

The shape of the ebony sword changed drastically, without the jaw and hilt, all impurities on the sword body were slowly refined by Qin Sang, turning into a pure sword embryo.

The sword embryo is floating in front of Qin Sang, showing emerald green color, the sword body is slender and slender, beautiful in shape, extremely pure, it looks like a piece of green precious jade, it is fascinating.

This piece is the source of the magic treasure fragment, which had already been refined by the Golden Core cultivator with the alchemy fire sacrifice. With the intention of killing, Qin Sang honed his kung fu for nearly two years, and finally met the requirements of "Cultivating the Sword of the Primordial Spirit".

The first level of exercises is not difficult, it just lays the foundation for practicing exercises.

Complete the sacrifice of the spirit sword, and then engrave the killing talisman on the sword body, and then you can enter the real road of cultivation.

But Qin Sang didn't expect that he was stuck in the last step.

In the past two years, he has been familiar with every stroke of the killing talisman, and he can visualize this killing talisman out of thin air, which is no different from the one in the practice, but he just can't engrave the killing talisman on the body of the sword. something.

After retreating in the cave for two full months, Qin Sang made various attempts, but there was no progress.

He couldn't make a breakthrough in his skills, and his cultivation was always stagnant, unable to make any progress.

Because of being harvested, his current cultivation level is not as good as when he first broke through the Foundation Establishment Stage.

'Buzz...'

As if feeling Qin Sang's upset, the ebony sword trembled slightly, making a slight sword cry, and a layer of bloody light radiated from the sword.

After practicing the "Cultivating the Sword Chapter of Yuanshen", the sword energy of the ebony sword turned into an astonishing crimson red, as bright as blood, and full of murderous aura.

The body of the ebony sword seems to be smaller than before, but after the sacrifice of the killing intent, after removing the chaff and saving the chaff, both its power and quality have improved to a higher level than before.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the divine light is like electricity.

The sword aura of the ebony sword is condensed to the extreme. If it explodes completely, the ebony sword will completely transform into a blood-red flying sword, which is completely invisible to the naked eye. The killing intent of soul and the sharpness of sword energy are also far beyond before.

After breaking through the second level of "Cultivating the Sword of the Primordial Spirit", the exercise also comes with a supernatural power: the combination of human and sword, and the invisibility of shadows.

Since it was too late to break through the second layer, Qin Sang could only guess at the function of this supernatural power. It sounded like a method of sword escape, not like a killer move.

The flying shuttle can be used to travel far, but not fast.If you fight against a monk of the same realm, in case the situation is unfavorable, it will be difficult to rely on it to get rid of your opponent.

After the "Zhixuan Sword Art" is refined, one can fly with the sword, and the sword cultivator's escapism is also top-notch among all kinds of escapism.

In the past five years, Qin Sang took advantage of his spare time to practice "Zhixuan Sword Art" to a great success, and has mastered the sword escape technique in the sword art, hoping that it will not conflict with the supernatural power of "Yuan Shen Yang Jian Zhang".

At this time, Qin Sang suddenly remembered the advice of Senior Brother Gong: This exercise requires the most extreme killing intent, and it is not enough to just visualize the killing talisman, one must enter the killing way to realize it.

Qin Sang had a faint sense of understanding, imagining it out of thin air was tantamount to talking about it on paper, and it was always separated by a layer.

Is it necessary to understand the way of killing in battle to forge a real killing talisman?
After much deliberation, Qin Sang decided to go out and give it a try, but the opponent had to choose carefully.

If the strength is too weak, resulting in a crushing situation, I am afraid it will be difficult to be effective.But if the opponent is also a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is not as powerful as others. He has been refining and raising swords for the past five years, and has not improved. Even with a few magic weapons, it is difficult to win.

Moreover, he can't run on the street and challenge anyone he meets at random.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang spent a few days carefully sorting out the spells he had mastered, then closed the cave and returned to Shaohua Mountain for the first time in five years.

The peach blossoms at Jianmen Pass were still brightly colored, several female disciples bowed to him from afar, but Qin Sang didn't know any of them, wondering if they were new disciples.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Wen is still in charge of Daomen Peak.

"The solemnity was stimulated by you."

Brother Wen poured Qin Sang a cup of spiritual tea, and when Qin Sang asked about Zhuang Yan, he said with a smile: "The cave in Dianyun Mountain is not bad, I asked him to go to Dianyun Mountain to take care of the medicine garden. This kid has figured it out, and his mind has calmed down." Quite a few, for an immortal cultivator, he can't even build a foundation. Even if he can enjoy himself for a while, how can he last long? He even said he was embarrassed to see you. It's a bit of a style in the air period."

Qin Sang couldn't help but think of the lonely time in the sinkhole, and shook his head with emotion.

As everyone knows, he has never let up now, and the five-year-long pain of the primordial spirit forced him to survive, just to fight for that slight chance to become enlightened.

Hearing the purpose of Qin Sang's trip, Senior Brother Wen murmured: "If Junior Brother Qin wants to practice in battle, the best place is undoubtedly the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, but for monks in the early stage of foundation building, there are many unpredictable things in it. It's dangerous, Junior Brother Qin, you'd better understand it clearly, and prepare more means to save your life before you go. If you are in the sect, you can only go to the senior brother who is in charge of the sect to see if there is any matter of killing demons and demons. There are some monsters in the early stage of the demon spirit stage, their minds have just opened up, their wildness has not retreated, they are only driven by instinct, sometimes they come out to make trouble, it is suitable for you to practice, junior brother."

What Senior Brother Wen said was exactly what Qin Sang meant, and he also considered it that way. Monster beasts don't have the weird magical weapons of human monks, and even if they have natal magical powers, they are very simple.

Qin Sang drank some tea with Senior Brother Wen, and the two exchanged their cultivation experience. Qin Sang benefited a lot, and was about to get up for the trip, when suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he turned to look outside the palace gate.

'call out! '

He only heard the sound of breaking through the sky, and then saw a ray of light galloping towards him. A middle-aged cultivator looked anxious, and his expression seemed a little anxious. He stepped into the hall, and when he saw Qin Sang, his expression softened.

Brother Wen pushed the cup and stood up, said with a smile: "Brother Yu has always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, why do you have time to come to my place today?"

Surname Yu?

Qin Sang's eyes flashed, and when he saw the person coming, he was also a little surprised, because he had seen this person before.

At that time, there were seven people who passed through the magic gourd illusion, besides Qin Sang, Xuan Wenjian, He Mu, senior brother Gong and the old man surnamed Zhao, there were also two middle-aged monks.

It's just that they communicated with the head of Yu through sound transmission at that time, Qin Sang didn't know the names of the two, and the monk surnamed Yu that he saw now was one of them.

Seeing this person, Qin Sang thought of Yu Daiyue who had sent him several sound transmission talismans in the past two years, could it be him?
"Brother Wen's words are still so sharp."

The monk surnamed Yu seemed to be quite familiar with Senior Brother Wen, so he made a joke, and looked at Qin Sang without hesitation, and said, "Let you guess right, I really have another purpose for coming to you this time. Junior Brother Qin , After a few years, do you still remember me?"

(End of this chapter)