Raised a god

Shen Jinzhi first took Gao Qingyang's whip honestly, and then under the coercion of the foundation-building monks, he talked nonsense alive and kicking. Although he used some of the things he barely saw when he was reading the book before, he was able to understand the old man's gourd. It's not bad to bluff, the old man can't do anything to him if he is half-truthful.

Bai Yao's face was able to completely suppress the remaining aura.

So he passed out with peace of mind. It can't be said that he is too weak. Ordinary people and monks are completely different concepts.

When he woke up, he saw the sword again, this time it was not in the void of stars, but in a haze of gray. At first, he looked at the surrounding nothingness and was a little dazed. When he saw the sword hanging in the air, Hanging in front of him, Shen'er suddenly recovered.

It is still the same, it is installed in the scabbard, quietly, and the aura it emits is neither close nor alien, just a little familiar.

He looked up and glanced around, this time there was something stepped on the bottom, and the surrounding was a kind of gray that was closer to black, like a thick fog, boundless.

He lowered his head and sighed, and pinched himself, but he really couldn't wake up. Fortunately, it was the second time, and he was a little resigned to his fate after walking for a long time without seeing him, so he joked with two points, "Hey, this time I When can I leave, my brother is waiting for me outside."

The sword naturally couldn't speak, it was hanging in the air.

Shen Jinzhi looked at it curiously for a while again, and it was considered a hang-up, although he didn't see any use for it, and it seemed that he couldn't get a girl with it, and he couldn't dominate the world for the time being... It sounds a bit miserable. , Shen Jinzhi was a little discouraged, and began to wonder if he seemed to be talented or not.

Look at the food, the sixth level of Qi training, the extremely arrogant Gao Qingyang, who is overwhelming the crowd with the five spirit roots on the spirit examination platform, immediately said it. Waner's.

He couldn't even get in for a Qi training period, and the only person he hooked up with was the proprietress, and the proprietress didn't even bother to talk to him.

After thinking about it, it might be a matter of face, Shen Jinzhi thought that Ji Chubai's body is really not tall and powerful, and he is still young, otherwise the proprietress might not look down on him like this, and when he enters Qi training During the period, after a few years of penance and retreat, this face has also settled into a shape, and I am not afraid of losing girls if I go out to flaunt it for a while.

Speaking of the girl, Ji Chulian's face flashed in Shen Jinzhi's mind, and he didn't know what happened to her. In the first few chapters, the author portrayed Ji Chulian in a miserable way, but in the later stage, she got a little bit more and was abolished. Fortunately, there is a master who can't leave her. Abandoned, and then...

Well, this time it's Gong Ziyao again, if Bai Yao is Gong Ziyao, the plot is really messed up, the well-behaved Senior Brother Wan Ruizong was wrong, and he followed him to Luo Zizong and was bullied so badly by an old gourd man.

Thinking of him, Shen Jinzhi felt a little complicated, couldn't help sighing, simply didn't plan to think about these messy things, and sat cross-legged on the spot, maybe there was a breakthrough in the dream?

Unexpectedly, when Fang Fang closed his eyes, the sword began to clank and echo, as if there was a bound spirit in the scabbard. The sound of metal impact became louder and louder, which seemed extremely ethereal in this empty white.

Shen Jin was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and touched the sword in front of him with his palm.

Cold and smooth, the intricate and delicate dark pattern tentacles are uneven.

Then the sword fell silent, as if he had been appeased.

Shen Jinzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his curiosity was aroused again. The appearance and disappearance of this sword is too mysterious, and its origin and whereabouts are unknown, but it is too attractive.

He lightly exerted force in his hand, trying to take the sword down from the air, but the sword did not move at all, as if there was a huge gravitational force pulling it in the air. Shen Jinzhi frowned slightly, and then his eyes moved. With the scabbard in place, gently pull/extract the sword from the scabbard.

The whole body is dark and difficult to see, if the chaos is not yet opened, only this place can be seen as clear as a silver moon.

The sword was pulled out of the scabbard, and the blade stayed on the scabbard, which was the only clarity in this chaos.

It's not as rusty and blunt as expected.

It was a sword in the true sense, its light was sharp and captivating, and its body was as clear as water.

There is no man who does not love swords, and Shen Jinzhi is a little fascinated. This sword is perfect in terms of texture, luster, and stature.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The clear sword body originally reflected Shen Jinzhi's appearance. Suddenly, the sword body turned backwards, and a figure appeared in the white beam of light, just like him. The sword is facing him.

Shen Jin was shocked, but he didn't realize it at first, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was clearly the same projection as Ji Chubai's body.

The projected face was expressionless. When he first saw a person who was no different from himself, Shen Jinzhi inevitably felt a little terrified, especially the pale face was a little scary. Shen Jinzhi thought that the projected image was exactly the same as him, but when he raised a hand The opposite side is still the same.

His heart tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the ghost stories he had heard somewhere before.

There was a seven or eight-year-old girl who was bored playing rock-paper-scissors with herself in the mirror, who knew that after a while she burst into tears, her mother asked her why she was crying, and she sobbed, "Because I lost. "

He licked the corners of his lips, and other ghost stories related to mirrors flashed through his mind for a moment, which was unavoidable.

It's just that there are still those things that don't matter in his mind, and the sword has changed again. It was clear and bright before. At this time, runes were pulled out from the sword, and Shen Jinzhi was taken aback. This rune was the first one. He couldn't understand the ancient text written when he saw the sword for the first time, but he vaguely understood its meaning.

That is the sword art.

The sword formula rune exudes a faint golden glow, wrapping around the body of the sword, Shen Jinzhi stares at it intently, this is really an extremely wonderful feeling, he clearly doesn't know it, but he understands it.

The sword calls the nameless, and the sword formula also calls the nameless.

It originated from the heaven and the earth, was born from all things, and is completely natural without carving.

The first type, Fengying.

Still shocked by the obscure meaning of the words on the sword formula, the "Ji Chubai" on the opposite side moved, Shen Jinzhi looked up again, and a guess suddenly arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the brilliance in the projection's hand turned into a sword in a flash. The projection stood holding the sword, and then he moved and began to dance the sword.

The sword formula is a formula, and the projection is a spectrum.

"Ji Chubai" was flying around, his movements were flowing, and Shen Jin's eyes were dazzled. He didn't know swordsmanship, but he also knew the ingenuity of this swordsmanship. "Ji Chubai" made his swordplay very slowly for the first time, as if to let him see clearly , there was an afterimage by the fifth time, and □□ by the eighth time.

After that, the speed was so fast that Shen Jinzhi really couldn't see clearly, so he could only rely on rough guesses. The first form of this sword technique would be entrusted to the projection line about ten times. After ten times, the sword body "swipe" and fell back. The projection then vanishes into thin air.

Shen Jinzhi saw that the sword technique was too deep, he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, his eyes were still full of the figure of "Ji Chubai" just now, and that sword technique did not know what kind of technique it was, it was engraved in his memory vividly.

That sword technique is really too profound, the nameless sword art is born in all things in the world and encompasses all living beings, even if it is just the first move, it is not something a mortal like Shen Jinzhi can bear.

Just when he was having a splitting headache, his body was suddenly sucked by a very strong gravitational force, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only the sound of a huge impact of water flowing in his ears, he was startled, and his mind also became quiet.

The next moment he realized that he was lying on the ground, on a simple bed piled with hay, with a somewhat rotten smell, but fortunately there was no sound of mosquitoes, the surrounding was dark, only the farthest distance was faintly lit, he frowned suspiciously , When I stood up and kowtowed to the head, I suddenly realized that I had returned to the present world.

The top of his head was a little wet, and the ground was very cold. Shen Jinzhi rubbed his arms and recalled that the old gourd man said that he would take them to Dongya Cave to face the wall and think about it. Gradually it opened up, and the light became brighter, and his steps were no longer restrained, and he walked out in big steps.

There was a waterfall coming towards him, and the sound of the huge water flow was the sound of the waterfall. Following the direction of the wind, a burst of cool water mist sprayed on his body. The sun was just right. He turned his head slightly and saw the boy in white standing at the waterfall. On a nearby rock, looking back at him.

"Are you awake?" Bai Yao feared that he would not be able to hear him, so he yelled, with a worried expression on his face.

Shen Jinzhi hooked the corners of his mouth, and then shouted, "Wake up, you are so close to the waterfall, can't you be drowned?"

Bai Yao shook his head, walked towards him lightly, and replied seriously, "I have an enchantment, so I won't get wet."

Shen Jinzhi always liked no matter how teased he was, he would always answer seriously, cleanly and gently.

After a while of silence, just as Shen Jinzhi was about to speak, Bai Yao said suddenly, "We will go to the Yinling Path in an hour, and if you don't wake up, I will take you away."

Hearing the word "hug", Shen Jinzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and then his face changed, "Wait, didn't I sleep for a long time in this way?"

Bai Yao thought for a while, "One day and one night, it's okay."

Naturally, Shen Jinzhi's concern wasn't that he had slept all day and all night. He glanced at the young man in front of him complicatedly, "Then...then they never came to tell you about the fairy roots?"

Bai Yao paused, his eyes drooping, "The director said that there is no such thing as fairy roots in the ancient books, if it wasn't because the sect cherishes its disciples, it wouldn't let us enter the hidden path of the spirit."

Shen Jinzhi's head was blank, no matter whether Bai Yao was Gongzi Yao or not, at least the body of Gongzi Yao's fairy root was absolutely true, how could there be no records in ancient books?

Many scenes flashed through his mind, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Gao Qingyang and the gourd old man originally looked angry. If they really found out that they were lying, could they be let go according to the brat's small belly?