Become a Fairy

Lu Xiaotian stood quietly in the stone mulberry forest outside the Golden Silkworm Tarantula's lair. Under the tall Shiling mulberry tree, Lu Xiaotian stood there quietly at this time and was not conspicuous. The wind was blowing, making the mulberry leaves rustle.

Since entering the Stone Demon Cave, Lu Xiaotian has walked through a lot of places. Most of the places in the Stone Demon Cave are in a dim yellow color, and there will be visions of flying sand and stones from time to time. The stone spirit mulberry here is intertwined, and it is full of shade, and there is some vitality in the dim light. It is still a good place, at least compared to many other places, the Golden Silkworm Tarantula is relatively good here. where to go.

Half a day later, Xiang Qingcheng also came out and walked around to familiarize himself with the environment. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian had been standing there without any movement, Xiang Qingcheng was a little surprised, but as a cultivator, Xiang Qingcheng did not come up to disturb him either.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian is naturally aware of the outside world, but there is indeed something strange in his body. After this time, if the sub-primordial spirit who has been comprehending the tactic on the Wujian stele has realized it, as before, Lu Xiaotian will Directly replace the assistant soul with the main soul. At this moment in his body, the eight subordinate souls are not as powerful as the main soul. At this time, he finally felt the faint sword intent from the Wujian stele again. Lu Xiaotian was afraid that the assistant soul would not be able to fully understand the changes in the sword style, so he quickly switched to the main soul. The stronger you are, the more subtle changes you can feel.

The Wujian stele, which had not changed for decades, moved again, and Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Om!" In the vast space of the stele, in the gray sky, a small sword wrapped in a transparent mask flew towards the sky at an extremely fast speed. It is the image of the misty sword embryo.

The sword embryo flickered in the air, one sword after another, flying through the void. Every time the sword embryo moves, the trajectory of the movement is as natural as it is, with Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he can't find the slightest flaw.

The Piao Miao sword fetus swayed in the air, split into countless flying swords, and fell like rain, the countless flying swords almost covered the entire sky.

This is the Phantom Rain Falling Sword Style that Lu Xiaotian first comprehended on the Enlightenment Sword Stele, followed by the following sword style. Then it evolved into a sword formation, and then turned into a Piaomiao sword embryo again.

Seeing the strange movement of these flying swords, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but have an illusion. Although he was using the same sword style, the power was obviously stronger than before. Lu Xiaotian consciously followed suit, but it was much worse.

"Could it be that there is something strange about this?" Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but wondered, but at first glance, Lu Xiaotian couldn't see why.

If you can't detect the abnormality from the beginning to the end, it may really be fruitless. Lu Xiaotian was not discouraged either, he watched every movement and every change of the Piaomiao sword embryo calmly, lest he miss any detail, every time the Sword Enlightenment Stele performed the way of the sword, the process would not be too long.

With the passage of time, the misty sword fetus that appeared in the space of the Wujian stele has come to the end to perform the way of the sword. With the last few swords cut out, it disappeared invisible. Lu Xiaotian's body was startled suddenly, and in the last few strikes of Piaomiao's sword embryo, he felt something that he had never experienced before, as if there was a faint ripple on the Piaomiao sword embryo. Even Lu Xiaotian suspected that this was just his illusion. From the beginning to the end of the kendo deduced in the stele of Guan Mo Wujian, he only captured this slight change. If it was an illusion, he would have gotten nothing this time.

"What exactly is that ripple-like thing that emanates from the sword embryo?" With a move of his consciousness, Lu Xiaotian sacrificed his Piaomiao flying sword, and formed a combined embryo in the air. According to the kendo process performed by the Enlightenment Sword Stele before, repeat it over and over again, and at the same time, Lu Xiaotian is constantly thinking about the meaning of that slight change.

Lu Xiaotian repeated the changes between sword style, sword formation, and sword embryo. Lu Xiaotian imitated its trajectory. If it doesn't work once, do it twice, if it doesn't work twice, a hundred times or a thousand times.

Until the end, Lu Xiaotian didn't remember how many times he repeated it. He thought about it, but he still didn't get the point. It's just that he knows very well that the Piaomiao sword fetus or sword array he is offering now is by no means its true power. When the golden core was still in the Piaomiao Palace, the ethereal and ethereal sword embryo had a kind of domineering arrogance. The point of the sword's edge is omnipotent. Wherever the sword qi passes, it is like its domain, and no one can challenge its majesty. Even the unrivaled powerhouse like Xuanyan Ghost King, who easily wiped out a fairy city, is not the enemy of Piao Miao's sword embryo.

"By the way, Yu!" Inadvertently thought of the invincible majesty of Venerable Piao Miao's sword embryo. Under the sword womb, all belong to the sword domain! Within the sword domain, everything is broken.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly lit up, and if one method is mastered, a hundred methods can be mastered. At this time, he realized that the gap between the Great Cultivator and the Nascent Soul Middle Stage is only one level, why the Great Cultivator's power and reputation are far above the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

It was me in the past, and when I faced the Great Cultivator, I could also feel the faint pressure. Master Ziqing and the Jinjia Corpse King are all below the twelfth level of strength, but his primordial spirit is almost the same as these great monks, so he feels less pressure. Others have the same realm as Lu Xiaotian, but their primordial spirit is far inferior to Lu Xiaotian, so this may not be the case. The majesty of a great monk is based on absolute strength. Even if you don't do anything, you can feel a faint pressure in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul.

Over time, in the world of cultivating immortals, when ordinary Zheyuanying monks mentioned the Great Cultivator, they would subconsciously

Maybe this kind of pressure is the domain, and different monks practice different exercises, and even because of the differences in personality, this kind of pressure will feel different to people. The murderous aura and deterrent power of a person are also a kind of domain. For example, Lu Xiaotian has killed monsters who know nothing about himself, and killed Nascent Soul level powerhouses more than two palms. In the past, the killing intent on Lu Xiaotian was extremely astonishing, but Lu Xiaotian practiced the seventh-level pagoda, with the suppression of the demon tower in his body, coupled with the improvement of his realm, after so many years, it has been diluted a lot. Lu Xiaotian occasionally releases his aura to overwhelm others, which is also the most superficial domain. Strictly speaking, it can't be completely counted. The real domain is the absolute control of one party's space.

Just like the kendo deduced by the misty sword embryo in the Wujian stele. The sword energy and sword intent emanating from the Piaomiao sword embryo merged to form a sword field within a limited space. Within this sword field, the sword intent and sword energy emanating from the sword embryo were not just deterrent. Simple. The sword intent is the extension of the sword fetus, and the sword intent is condensed but not dispersed. Representing the ability of the sword fetus to control this piece of airspace, attacking, the sword intent gathers and screams, blessing the sword body. The momentum is like rushing to thunder, and the sword will disperse. Dispersing the breath of the sword fetus can also be used to confuse the enemy.