Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

Zhang Sandou, who had the strongest cultivation level, could barely raise his head at this time.

His father Zhang Sanqian and brother Zhang Erdou have both reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Only he has the weakest cultivation level, only the sixth level of Qi refining.

In order to support him, his father and brother gave him a lot of training resources.

Among them is the Nine-Fragrance Glass Fruit.

"Nine-flavored glass fruit can allow Qi-refining monks to automatically absorb the surrounding aura of spiritual energy and improve it to a small level. I wonder if it can help the monks absorb the principles of the sword."

Zhang Sandou used all his strength to open his storage bag and took out the two Nine-Fragrance Glass Fruit inside under the pressure of the sword.

He swallowed the two Nine-Fragrance Glass Fruit directly.

At this time, subtle spiritual energy began to pour into his body.

The sword path surrounding the Sword of Eternal Night began to flow toward the east of the sealed area, like a long Milky Way.

"puff--"

The sword-long river seemed to have opened a hole, and a steady stream of water began to flow into Zhang Sandou's body.

"what--"

The vast sword ways poured in, causing Zhang Sandou to suffer immensely.

He felt that all his limbs and eight meridians had been destroyed by this vast sword.

The way of the sword was too overbearing, and he felt like his body would explode at any time.

He quickly took out a small bottle of vitality milk from his storage bag.

Needless to say, this was what his father Zhang Sanqian squeezed out from between his teeth.

He swallowed an entire bottle of Vitality Milk.

The vitality spirit milk was slowly repairing the damage in his body.

Until the Jiuxiang Glazed Fruit in Zhang Sandou's body was completely consumed.

Only then did these sword techniques stop pouring in.

Zhang Sandou's body was bloated at this time, and he slowly began to refine the sword's principles sealed in his body.

His cultivation level is also rising steadily.

Seventh level of Qi refining.

Eighth level of Qi refining.

The ninth level of Qi refining.

He didn't stop until he reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

And this sword law actually allowed Zhang Sandou to obtain the inheritance of Yijian Yongye.

More magnificent swordsmanship flew towards the eastern theater of the closed area.

"Wow—"

The way of the sword poured into Ping Tianhou's body like a waterfall.

Pingtianhou began to refine the infused sword principles.

The guiding talisman in his hand kept trembling, emitting bright brilliance.

The mysterious runes on it flowed, attracting waves of swordsmen.

Until the rune becomes dim.

"boom--"

The fifth-order guiding talisman in Pingtianhou's hand shattered.

The way of the sword began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"What a waste." Ping Tianhou showed a look of heartache.

This time, he only got 20% of the sword's principles through the Dao-Guiding Talisman.

The other 80% were lost.

At this time, Zhang Xuan, who was north of Fairy Cat Valley, had long noticed that the sword path like a long river was crossing the blue sky and flowing towards the east war zone.

He hurriedly took out his Bodhi Enlightenment Futon, trying to absorb some of the principles of the sword.

However, these sword techniques are like building high dams, without even the slightest spillage.

It wasn't until this long river of sword principles collapsed that a large number of sword principles spread across the world.

Bodhi Enlightenment Futon is absorbed in large quantities.

Even the phantom of the one-horned Si in his Twelve Heavenly Notes popped out and began to absorb the scattered principles of the sword.

[Name: Twelve Tianyin Pictures]

[Level: Proficient (9/10)]

[Function: Capture a trace of the residual rhyme of Yijian Yongye Dao, generate 1 point of Tianyin, and you can use 1 point of Tianyin to % understand the first level of swordsmanship. 】

Zhang Xuan was so happy that he directly used this bit of Tianyin to understand the way of swordsmanship.

Sounds from outside the sky floated in, and mysterious sword moves gathered and poured into his sea of ​​energy.

A line of text appeared in the divine sea.

[When Tianyin enters the sea, he can 100% understand the One Style, One Sword and Evernight Kendo. 】

Zhang Xuan understood that a sword that cuts across the night can cut everything.

He immediately slashed away with his sword.

Dozens of locust balls in front were cut in half.

"This is too powerful!" Henry Zhang was overjoyed.

The single-horned phantom is still devouring the sword principles spilling out in the air.

Soon the Twelve Heavenly Sound Diagram changed again.

[Name: Twelve Tianyin Pictures]

[Level: Proficient (10/10)]

[Function: Capture a trace of the residual rhyme of Yijian Yongye Dao, generate 1 point of Tianyin, and you can use 1 point of Tianyin to % understand the first level of swordsmanship. 】

Henry Zhang continued to use the newly obtained point of Tianyin.

A line of text appeared in his divine sea.

[When Tianyin enters the sea, he can 100% understand the One Style, One Sword and Evernight Kendo. 】

The eternal night sword move that Zhang Xuan learned this time is the upward sword.

He immediately picked it up with his sword.

The earth rose hundreds of feet high, and the black locusts were trapped underneath.

"The sword of the Ten Clansmen seems to be stronger." Tie Zhixin on the side couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed and was looking forward to the one-horned Si Xuying to get more sword principles for him and turn them into Tianyin.

However, the way of the sword dissipated quickly.

In just a few breaths, all the ways of the sword disappeared.

Eastern War Zone.

At this time, the sword intent surged from Pingtianhou's body.

"I'm here to send my fellow Taoist back to the west!"

After Pingtianhou finished speaking, he used his sword Yongye again.

This sword surpassed the previous swords and seemed even more strange and unpredictable.

Facing this extremely powerful sword that was comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Immortal, the monks in Beichen Cave Heaven were shocked.

Wan Qingtian, the inner sect's genius, even shouted at Taoist Chunyang: "Senior Brother Chunyang, get out of the way, you can't take this move."

Taoist Chunyang looked at the disciples in Beichen Cave and said bitterly to himself: "It's too late."

Ping Tianhou's sword fell, and all living creatures were shattered by the remaining power of the sword.

Taoist Chunyang still held the nine Xuanming Thunder Bamboo Swords, protecting his whole body like a hedgehog.

However, he knew it was all in vain.

He couldn't block this sword.

The moment the Sword of Eternal Night fell, a giant hand rose from the ground.

The Sword of Eternal Night fell thousands of times instantly.

"The real Sword of Eternal Night can cut through the past and the future. Your sword is a bit too weak."

As the voice fell, the huge hand directly crushed Ping Tianhou's Sword of Eternal Night to explode.

"Pfft-"

Ping Tianhou spit out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash, and his body quickly became weak.

Most of his magical powers are tied to this sword.

Now that the Sword of Eternal Night has been destroyed, more than half of his combat power has been lost, and his foundation has been damaged. He is mediocre among the third-level insect lords. Whether he can continue the next battle is still a matter of debate.

All the monks in Beichen Cave were overjoyed.

"It's the sect leader..."

"The master of the late Nascent Soul stage is here..."

The five great insect lords all had angry expressions on their faces.

"Didn't we have an agreement with this insect wave that Yuan Ying would not take action?"

"Beichen Dongtian broke the agreement without authorization. Damn it! Damn it!"

……

Shendongzi appeared in front of everyone dressed in white clothes and possessed the spirit of immortality.

"Meet the sect master!"

The disciples of Beichen Dongtian knelt down one after another.

Shendongzi waved his broad sleeves and helped the injured Taoist Chunyang up.

"Sect Master, you shouldn't have taken action." Taoist Chunyang said while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Junior brother..."

Shendongzi sighed.