Immortal Sword Master

This is...? Lin Xin felt his surroundings carefully, and a white tiger lay lazily in the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, and glanced at him from a distance.

A few fawns on the other side bounced and moved, trotting in other directions.

Tigers and deer live in harmony, which is a bit strange here.

He withdrew his eyes, and the state of the magic body quickly disappeared and recovered.

Quickly walked a certain distance in the sea of ​​flowers, entered a dense forest on the side, found a place under the shade and sat cross-legged.

Lin Xin took out a small medicine bottle from the storage bag, poured out a bright red pill the size of a longan, and swallowed it in one gulp.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a cup of tea before his face gradually returned to normal.

That sense of morality doesn't look like a sword. It really is what Luo Xin'er said. On the surface it's a sword. In fact, this Zheng Yunzhen is still practicing knives. And it's a flying knives.

He carefully recalled the situation of the previous fight, thoughtful.

There are countless sword practicers in Zhongfu, but there is no one in the Tianbang who can achieve something in the way of swordsmanship, and I don't know how many in Yuanjing. I don't know why.

Thinking of this, he was also a little puzzled.

Asking questions is cultivating one's mind, this Liuyun Sword is more like a Liuyun Saber, its strength is not trivial, but in the end, it is still merciful, obviously because it is afraid of forging a deep hatred with itself.

So even the injuries are unimportant and non-critical. These injuries, which seem to be serious injuries, are actually muscles and bones. Even ordinary magic monks can quickly return to normal.

After taking the elixir, the silver-white knife energy in his body was quickly eliminated, and Lin Xin adjusted his state carefully.

Instead, he discovered a force that he hadn't noticed before.

It was a somewhat cold and pitch-black air mass, condensed inside his liver, faintly forming a small black vortex.

The air mass faintly carried the faint and strange aura of Wusheng Daozi before.

This...should be the power of absorbing Wusheng Dao's black death demon body before.

He remembered that there was a record in the Yuan Dou Demon Art that related demon bodies could devour each other. It's just that he hasn't figured out how to use this group of power.

The characteristics of the black death demon body itself are far inferior to the original demon body, but it is still a kind of demon body after all.

After a little hesitation, Lin Xin's consciousness slowly penetrated into the air mass, and gently stirred it according to the way of absorbing ordinary spiritual energy.

puff!

The black air mass suddenly exploded and dispersed. It separates from the liver into countless channels, and slowly blends into the skin, muscles and bones of the body.

Lin Xin faintly felt that his body had undergone some changes.

He quickly looked at his current status bar. Physical fitness has increased from 20 points to 21 points.

'Death - 57, Defense - 17, Dodge - 3, Constitution - 21'

Absorb a demon body, improve a little physical fitness, I still fight so hard in vain.

He knew that his ascension speed was too fast. As a result, normal practice can't keep up with the speed at which I improve with the demon talisman, so many times it seems that simple practice is useless.

But that's just an illusion, it's just that the effect of simple cultivation is far too big compared to the improvement of the demon talisman.

Just about to withdraw from the status bar, Lin Xin unconsciously glanced to another place from the corner of his eye.

Huh?

He looked carefully again with some surprise. I thought I was wrong.

After re-checking it carefully, he was sure that he had read it correctly. Originally, Yuan Dou Mogong had just entered the first level. If he wanted to improve, he had to find a place with demon energy and dark energy to devour it.

As for where to get the magic energy and dark energy. No one ever told him.

At the beginning, the elder sister and the second elder sister didn't mention this aspect, but it was in the content of the exercises left for him. Only nature knows such words.

Only now did he understand that this was indeed something he knew naturally.

It is indeed one of the top demon bodies in the Demon Dao. It turns out that it is necessary to slaughter other demon bodies in order to obtain the magic energy needed for practice.

He let out a long breath.

In the status bar at this time. Except for the new changes in attributes.

It is the change of Yuan Dou Mogong's cultivation base.

'Yuan Dou Mogong - the first layer, the original magic body (37%)'

From the beginning of the beginning, even the percentage was not displayed, and now it has directly rushed to 37%, which still only absorbed a fog-born knife monster.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of killing the demon body, or if it's the improvement of the cultivation level that the son of Youfu himself gave back.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he opened his eyes.

It was already dark, and before I knew it, most of the day had passed.

He sat cross-legged in the woods, with the red flower sword on his knees. He was about to summon Inmantor, but the response from the blade was extremely weak. Obviously it was the continuous use of Kirin before, which caused it to be seriously injured and not recover.

If Lin Xin himself hadn't been supplemented by a large amount of aura stored in the demon body, he would have barely recovered a little aura at most.

Fortunately, he practiced the giant ray Wansha Kungfu before, condensed too much blood energy, and turned it into aura enough to support him in actual combat many times in a row.

Standing up and flinging it casually, a sword qi shot out suddenly, viciously piercing through a big green boa constrictor in the branch of the tree next to it.

After disposing of the big snake, removing its internal organs, he found a small stream around it, and after cleaning it, Lin Xinshenghuo took out the pot from the storage bag and boiled a pot of python soup by himself.

The broth is tumbling, and the python meat cut into pieces exudes an unparalleled delicious aroma.

He ate the entire four-meter-long boa constrictor in one go, at most it was a puff for the stomach.

He simply set up a simple security formation on a nearby tree branch, then sat cross-legged on the tree and fell asleep.

The next day, early in the morning, just after dawn, he woke up as precisely as an alarm clock.

After eating dry food and water as breakfast, he began to carefully recall the scene when he fought Zheng Yunzhen before.

He didn't bring his subordinates when he came out this time, but chose to travel alone in a disguised identity.

It is to practice alone, without relying on the identity and background of the Yuan Dou Demon Sect to overwhelm others with power. Only in this way can the opponent go all out instead of flinching.

Zheng Yun's true Flowing Cloud Saber Intent should be on a path of ever-changing, ever-changing clouds. If the intent is a special force with a strong personal will. Then how did this Flowing Cloud Saber Intent come into being?

He carefully recalled the situation during the fight.

My Red Flower Sword Intent was comprehended by chance because of Lingling's death. It belongs to self-enlightened sword intent. He suddenly remembered that Zheng Yunzhen seemed to be very surprised that his sword intent was self-realized sword intent.

Could it be because of that set of saber techniques? If you have practiced powerful techniques to a certain level, you can naturally activate a certain kind of fixed Taoism that comes with it. Could it be that Zheng Yunzhen is also like this?

He thought carefully about the tricks used by Zheng Yunzhen, and felt vaguely wrong.

His swordsmanship and swordsmanship don't seem to match the Tao.

He quickly recalled the Nine Morning Songs that he had practiced before, in which he had passed the level of fire fate, and after that, it was the level that would naturally condense the Tao in the records. Once the Taoism that comes with this kind of practice is condensed, its power will be extremely powerful.

Because the Taoism that can be selected as the inheritance method is generally an extremely practical type.

However, self-enlightenment often has a lot of randomness.

Liuyun...

Looking up at the sky, Lin Xin tried to imitate Zheng Yunzhen's moves.

He has the ability to transform skills, as long as he succeeds once, he can completely solidify his moves. Then success is guaranteed every time.

Thinking of this, he simply let go of his mind and tried to imitate the Taoism used by Liuyunjian Zheng Yunzhen with his spiritual energy again and again.

To put it bluntly, Daoyi is a special influence of personal will that leads to the emergence of Reiki and Reiki and its complex and multiple changes. Not without a trace.

That's why there are many exercises that can generate Taoism and have been handed down to this day. This is the textbook compiled and written by the predecessors after they fully understood it. Let future generations only need to follow the standard step by step to get the corresponding Taoism.

Since there are people who can compile teaching materials, it is only natural for people to understand them, but it is more difficult.

It took several hours to explore and combine. Time passed quickly, and I was still at a loss without a clue.

Lin Xin simply crossed his legs to recover the large amount of spiritual energy he had consumed due to groping.

third day. Early in the morning, he soared into the sky and flew directly towards the mountain where the Yunxiao Sword Sect was located.

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A quiet room at the mountain gate of Yunxiao Sword Sect.

Zheng Yunzhen and an old man in a yellow robe were sipping fragrant tea face to face, talking casually about some interesting things that happened around them recently.

Old Ancestor!! The Ancestor is not good!!

Suddenly an old man stumbled into the door and shouted.

What's the matter? Look like making a fuss? Zheng Yun was really talking. When someone interrupted her, she immediately became displeased.

The old man who rushed in was a registered disciple he had accepted many years ago, and he was always honest and steady, why was he suddenly chirping so much this time.

Then... that Red Flower Loose Cultivator came to the door again! The old man was out of breath, apparently flying over with all his strength to report the situation.

Here again?! Zheng Yunzhen was taken aback for a moment. How long has it been since he came again? You can't read it wrong, right?

It's absolutely true! The old man said firmly.

Another old man in yellow robe was slightly surprised.

Old friend, is that the person you mentioned earlier?

Exactly. Let's go and have a look together. Zheng Yunzhen invited.

A group of people left the quiet room, walked through the main hall, and walked to the open space in front of the mountain gate.

This time, almost all the sect members of the faction came over, gathered in the surrounding space, and watched from afar.

The girl in the red dress was among them. Mixed in with a group of disciples who were discussing a lot, they said something to the red flower.

You have already lost to my grandfather, what are you doing here this time when you were injured last time?

The gap in strength cannot be smoothed out with a few more challenges!

I advise you to go back and practice for more years. It will be useless to fight any more in such a short period of time.

The girl spoke words of dissuasion loudly.

She hasn't practiced for a long time, that is, thirty or forty years. According to the grandfather, the red flower in front of her doesn't seem to have a very old bone age, so she feels like she is the same age.

Obviously everyone was of the same age, but the other party surpassed her by so much. After all, she was a little unconvinced, and she didn't know what was going on. When she saw Honghua walking up to the high platform without saying a word, she couldn't help but sneer. (to be continued ~^~)