Ling tripod

To be precise, this is a piece of grass!

This grass is extremely weak and does not contain any ancient spirit, but it survives tenaciously on this dry mountain.

It can be said that this is the only life in the entire dry mountain and its vast range!

Chu Yan approached the grass and looked at the sparkle in its eyes.

"The thing that can survive on this dry mountain is not a ferocious beast, not a ten thousand-year-old spiritual plant, not a fertile spiritual vein, but a piece of grass, the most common grass in the world. Moreover, he has grown from this blue stone. Born from below, it breaks through the bluestone and lives here so tenaciously! It seems that the most humble life can have such a strong and unyielding will!"

At this moment, Chu Yan was completely immersed in a kind of perception, which was a perception of artistic conception.

This grass allowed Chu Yan to see his former self. The young self whose spiritual roots were destroyed was no longer like a humble grass. Perhaps these immortals in the sky could blow him to death in one breath.

But, now, it is different.

With a humble body, I fought my way upstream and finally reached what I am today.

Between heaven and earth, one of the eight ancients!

Chu Yan simply sat cross-legged on the bluestone, looked at the grass and finally sighed: "I can do this, and so can you. After many years, you can become a towering tree, connecting heaven and earth, coexisting with the fairy world, and lasting with the starry sky. !”

After listening to Chu Yan's words, the grass swayed slightly, as if it was responding to Chu Yan.

"Haha, okay, since I will stay in the Tao realm for the time being and realize the Tao and melt demons, I will give myself a Tao name. The grass on the dry mountain can become a towering tree, reaching the end of the sky! I will call myself 'Ku Yazi' '! Just wait for the day when you and I can achieve the same goal!"

Chu Yan laughed. At this moment, the joy in his heart was beyond words, as if he had suddenly found a like-minded brother.

"Since I came to the Tao Realm and didn't practice swordsmanship, how could I? I have the original immortal thunder sword and the original demon thunder sword, and my clone..."

Chu Yan's eyes flashed with light, and the purple gold flying sword flew out.

The Purple Gold Flying Sword is a treasure that Chu Yan followed when he was young. However, as time goes by, Chu Yan has more and more treasures. This Purple Gold Flying Sword is of little use even if it is blessed with a sword array.

But today, it came in handy.

"The Purple Gold Flying Sword, back then I could transform it into ten thousand. Now I can transform it into a hundred thousand. One hundred thousand return to the same path. The first-class sword array can already transform into magical powers. The Purple Gold Flying Sword, scatter!"

As he spoke, Chu Yan waved his hand.

Immediately, the Purple Gold Flying Swords scattered.

One handle!

…

Ten handles!

…

One hundred thousand handles!

Finally, the Purple Gold Flying Sword transformed into 100,000 swords. The final aura of each flying sword reached the level of Thunder Treasure.

"It was originally an Immortal Treasure, but now after differentiation, it has become a Thunder Treasure. Since you are starting to practice from scratch, it's okay not to use this treasure level!"

Chu Yan thought and waved his hand.

Immediately, on top of the Hundred Thousand Purple Gold Flying Swords, Lei Bao's tyrannical aura completely dissipated.

In this way, these 100,000 purple gold flying swords are only made of good materials, but they are just ordinary swords, not even considered treasures. They can be said to be secular swords without any magical power.

"One hundred thousand mortal soldiers, this is enough!"

Chu Yan's eyes flashed with light, and then he said to himself again: "One hundred thousand divine powers, the clone of the emperor and demon!"

One hundred thousand divine powers, each turned into a purple light point and flew out from Chu Yan, and each light point was integrated into a clone. Then, these one hundred thousand purple light points were integrated into the one hundred thousand purple gold flying swords. middle.

One hundred thousand clones, with Chu Yan's cultivation, have differentiated to such an extent that each clone's cultivation has a period of cultivation!

"It is impossible to lay the foundation of swordsmanship and achieve the peak of swordsmanship by practicing at the starting point of the Void Refining Stage, but it is a waste to dissipate the cultivation like this, so..."

Chu Yan thought, a light flashed in his hand, and a small purple jade gourd appeared.

This thing was given by Ping An when he was on the Fallen Immortal Island!

"This gourd magical power can not only burn the qualifications of longevity!"

Chu Yan's eyes fell on this small purple jade gourd. This object helped Ping An's practice run wildly. In Ping An's view, it could only burn the qualifications for longevity.

But after Chu Yan actually investigated, it was not the case!

Longevity, qualifications, and cultivation!

As long as you take the elixir in this gourd, you can transform any of the three.

This is the truly incredible thing about this gourd.

Nowadays, Shouyuan Chuyan is an immortal with endless possessions, and this body of cultivation is now useless, and it is a pity to dissipate it. In this way, it is transformed into qualifications.

Thinking about it, Chu Yan poured out a pill from the small purple jade gourd.

As soon as the elixir came out, Chu Yan slapped it fiercely. At this time, the elixir collapsed and turned into elixir mist, which directly enveloped the Hundred Thousand Flying Swords.

The clone that merged into each flying sword instantly inhaled the mist, and then the cultivator who belonged to the Void Refining Stage fell rapidly, while at the same time the cultivation qualifications rose rapidly.

In the end, the clone aura in each flying sword turned into a mortal, a mortal with heavenly spiritual roots. At this moment, without the blessing of the ancient aura of the deity, these flying swords would not even have the ability to fly.

"Okay, that's it. I don't know how many years from now, my swordsmanship will reach its peak. If I don't reach the peak, my clone will never come back!"

Immediately, Chu Yan waved his hand.

Immediately, these one hundred thousand purple gold flying swords, hidden by the ancient demon's energy, headed towards the one hundred thousand branches of Jiannan Sect.

Here, the power of cultivation of Chu Yan's original body was all integrated into the clone before, but now it all disappeared!

Now Chu Yan's physical body and the power of his soul are still in the middle stage of Vientiane!

But there is no slightest improvement in cultivation.

This is also what Chu Yan wants, because here, I want to understand the sword's intention and condense the sword's artistic conception. Although I have cultivation, it is in the way.

The power of cultivation can only be fully unleashed when the clone returns many years later!

"The sword is also a kind of artistic conception, and each kind of sword intention can be said to be a magical power of the artistic conception of the sword. I am an ancient cultivator and no longer follow the secular path. I have not been born in the Wanxiang period. From now on, I will hear I don’t need to possess the rules of the Tao period. What I cultivate is the four realms of mind, peep into mind, clarify mind, refine mind, and transform mind!”

Chu Yansuo's eyes flickered, and he said to himself: "In the trip to the Fallen Immortal Island, I have reached the realm of clear meaning. In terms of artistic conception, I am already comparable to those who have learned the Tao. Now I only need a bridge to understand it. And this bridge is the sword, just use the sword to cultivate yourself!"

Thinking of this, Chu Yan glanced at the grass in front of him, then closed his eyes, and above his head, an illusory shadow floated out!