An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

In the refining room, the golden light floated in front of Helian Wancheng, and the hair-thin aura outlined complex figures in mid-air, so detailed and complicated that it was difficult to distinguish, so the progress was extremely slow.

But there was the sound of physical collisions in the side room, mixed with Zheng Mo's low panting, or Lin Fangsheng's forbearing nasal sound.One side is silent, but the other side is boundless spring, Helian Wancheng turned a deaf ear to it, and only poured his spiritual consciousness into the runes in front of him.The talisman was derived from the supernatural powers of the ancient real dragon, and its power is astonishing, and the combinations are obscure and difficult.Even Helian Wancheng, who is astonishingly talented and beautiful, finds it difficult to interpret.

Lin Fangsheng wanted to live and die several times, but the acacia talisman stopped causing trouble, crawled on the cloud bed, and there was no more sound.Zheng Mo didn't dare to disturb the headmaster's work, picked up his younger brother who didn't know about personnel, and quietly left the refining room.

When Lin Fangsheng woke up, Zheng Mo gave some advice, which made Lin Fangsheng feel ashamed: "The matter has come to this point, but I only care about melancholy, and I only want my brother to worry about it. I really shouldn't be so hypocritical. Let those monsters do what they want, I will always do it. It's your junior brother."

Hearing what he said, Zheng Mo felt warm in his heart: "Junior brother can think like this, it's great."

After that, Helian Wancheng closed the refining room for more than a month.There are trivial matters in the sect, all of which are handled by the elders, Zheng Mo and Lin Fangsheng practice all day long, and spare time to guide their disciples carefully.

Coincidentally, Wanjian Sect's disciples are about to compete, so Lin Fangsheng discussed with his brothers, and every other day, he would preach to the disciples outside the sword training hall of Jianjian Peak, and give advice on how to practice.

For a time, everyone in Wanjianmen was determined to forge ahead, with high fighting spirit and a thriving look.

On this day, Lin Fangsheng presided over the sword lecture. He shared his comprehension over the years one by one, and even used talismans instead of swords to demonstrate in detail the Tiangangdisha sword formation. The sword array has also made a breakthrough, reaching the eighteen golden swords of Tiangang and the 36 black swords of Disha. At this moment, sword symbols are arranged in the air, implying the truth of the five elements of heaven and earth, which are infinitely changing and unpredictable.

All the disciples were fascinated by watching, and those who were tempted wanted to learn the sword formation. Lin Fangsheng did not hide his secrets, but only explained the key points: "When the sword formation was first formed, there must be six swords of Tiangang and twelve swords of Disha. I will teach you a way to write the Tao Te Ching with pens and swords every day, controlled by the divine sense. Waiting to be distracted to control eighteen red pens, the writing of the Tao Te Ching is good, and each of the eighteen scriptures is written at the same time , written backwards and sequentially, and not at the same time, the sword array will be completed. Come to me again at that time, and I will teach you all."

Being so distracted and looking around, having seven orifices in the heart is not enough. Lin Fangsheng is truly a genius, rare in the world, and all the disciples admire him more and more. There are also those with a firm mind, who firmly remember the method of entering the sword formation, and go back to work hard Practice in order to achieve success in the future.

After the sword lecture, I saw my brother standing on the edge of the sword practice field, as if waiting.He went up to meet him and said with a smile, "Let Senior Brother wait for a long time."

Zheng Mo said: "It's okay." Then he held his junior brother's left hand, the two of them held their swords, but they fled to the market outside the door, Zheng Mo said, "Treasurer Bai has news."

The two of them had been inquiring about Jiaolong and the runes in the market for a long time, but they found nothing. Now that Lin Fangsheng heard the news, he became slightly happy.

Shopkeeper Bai is the shopkeeper of the Xiaokun Pavilion, the largest bookstore in the market, and he has a very good relationship with Wan Jianmen. Now when he sees Zheng Molin and Fangsheng coming, he also sends his eldest son to welcome him. The eldest son of shopkeeper Bai is called Bai Xiaolou, who is ten years old Sixth, the disciples of the outer sect of the Wanjian Sect, who now have the fifth level of Qi Refining, are honest and upright. When they saw the two of them entering the gate, they respectfully saluted: "I have seen the two senior brothers."

The guests in the Xiaokun Pavilion were very lively, so Bai Xiaolou led them to the private room on the second floor.The private room is specially designed for distinguished guests, who can choose what they need quietly without being disturbed.Xiaoloulu also added: "My father didn't get the news, but when he was inquiring, a senior named Mu said that he could explain the confusion to those who inquired about the news, but he couldn't let others listen to it, so my father asked Let him come over and meet the two senior brothers."

Hearing this, the two of them were somewhat sure. It was naturally inconvenient for a real dictator to spread the news to everyone.

Zheng Mo handed a storage bag to Bai Xiaolou, besides the reward, he also gave Bai Xiaolou a few bottles of elixir and a jade talisman of swordsmanship.The young man's consciousness was swept away, he was overjoyed, thanked him again and again, and left.

Lin Fangsheng pushed open the wooden door of the private room first, and walked in.

That man was sitting on the grand teacher's chair tasting spiritual tea, his posture was majestic, elegant and noble, and his face was beautifully dressed in a purple shirt. Who was it but Si Huajun?

Lin Fangsheng shouted angrily: "Monster!" He sacrificed his spirit sword, raised it and stabbed.

Si Huajun didn't dodge or dodge, he only raised two slender and strong fingers to clamp the spirit sword, and the sword edge seemed to be embedded in a solid stone wall, unable to move.

The demon cultivator did not know what method he used to cover up his demonic aura and cultivation, and in the eyes of others, he was just a casual cultivator with a congealed pulse. His eyes were as black as lacquer, and he was looking at Lin Fangsheng. Laughing and sighing: "As the saying goes, a husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness for one night, and the kindness between you and me is more than a thousand days and ten thousand days. Now when we meet, we will be beaten and killed. It really makes my husband very sad."

Lin Fangsheng couldn't draw his sword, so he simply pushed forward, no matter how his spiritual power urged him, the spirit sword held by Si Huajun remained motionless, he simply abandoned the sword, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, you evildoer has caused me so far , why are you here now?"

Zheng Mo didn't say a word, just kept on guard secretly, the evil nine-rank red flood flood flood flood flood dragon was almost on par with the sword cultivator in the early stage of transformation of gods, it wasn't that his senior brother and his brother could fight now, so he just wanted to protect his junior brother and get out of his body.

However, Si Huajun loosened his fingers, took out a Qiankun ring, and spread it out in his palm: "I really want to help you, Wan Jianmen's way of hospitality is a bit petty."

The Qiankun ring was exactly Lin Fangsheng's thing. At this moment, he took the finger and swept away his consciousness, and there were many things, including the Xuanyin Panlong Sword and the White Snake Demon Pill. Lin Fangsheng was really overjoyed to find the 36 Tiangangdisha sword after losing it. He put the ring back on his finger, but his expression was still vigilant: "You planted the acacia talisman, but now you are willing to help me get rid of it?"

Si Huajun smiled, with a sense of grace and arrogance: "The talisman is the supernatural power derived from an ancient real dragon. There is no reason to get rid of it. It's just that there are all kinds of mysteries and taboos in it. If I don't tell you, if I lose my life in the future, But it was a waste of all my painstaking efforts and treasures——but where can I find that single pool of Emperor Ointment.”

Lin Fangsheng was silent for a while, he entered the crystal room very quickly, and indeed benefited from the emperor's blood flow.

However, Zheng Mo broke the silence in the room, still warm and indifferent, even the eyes that fell on Yaoxiu's face showed no emotion at all: "As instructed by Master, I invite fellow Taoist Si Huajun to come to Huang Yantang to have a talk."

It was Zheng Mo who just used the Jade Talisman to report all kinds of things in the room to Helian Wancheng, and got the order.

Si Huajun laughed loudly and stood up: "I mean to disturb you."

Two people and one monster left the market, so they fled to Quenjian Peak with their swords.

In front of Huangyan Hall, Zheng Mo and others pressed their swords down, and the Sansao boy came to meet him.Helian Wancheng has already exited from the refining room, and is sitting upright on the main seat of the main hall, his expression is full of brilliance, as if everything in the world is invisible, and his breath is flat, but just looking at him, there is a thunderbolt, and the momentum of all living beings worshiping .

Seeing a few of them entering, Helian Wancheng didn't get up to greet him, but said: "Sit down. Zheng Mo, Fang Sheng, you two don't need to wait here, go back."

However, the two apprentices Zheng Mo and Lin Fangsheng were sent away.

When Si Huajun saw that the two of them had withdrawn from the main hall, he didn't hesitate and said straight to the point: "Sect Leader Helian must have noticed."

"The five elements are out of balance, the center is weak, and there are signs of collapse."

"The master has good eyesight." Si Huajun praised, "The ancient true dragon is the most greedy. Although the acacia rune has many benefits, it is just a brand imposed by the dragon clan. Those who wear this brand will belong to the true dragon. If someone touches him, he will die, and after death, even the soul can only enter the animal realm, and there will be no salvation for generations to come."

"But you only have a trace of real dragon blood, so the power of the runes is reduced. So far, the five elements are out of balance between the structures."

Si Huajun nodded and smiled: "It's really fun to talk to Sect Leader Helian. The Sect Leader should know that if I don't love you, if things go on like this, your precious disciple will die sooner or later."

Helian Wancheng remained silent.

Si Huajun then added: "The master is reluctant to part with his apprentice, and I am also reluctant to put all my efforts in vain. So there is a compromise."

Over there, Si Huajun explained the compromise method, but Lin Fangsheng was sitting alone in the room, feeling restless, and took out all kinds of trivial things from the Qiankun ring, only to see the white snake demon pill swirling around, It was as big as a walnut, green and round, and it was cool in the hand, and there was no trace of the place pierced by his sword.

The aura in the demon core is flowing, majestic and incomparable, and there is a faint sense of echoing and familiarity with his dantian. Lin Fangsheng understood after a little thought. The white snake had served Si Huajun for more than a hundred years, absorbing and refining Jiaolongyang essence, only more than him. Not a lot.

But now it's just a matter of death, leaving behind only a demon pill, which is actually cheaper for others.

Lin Fangsheng put the demon pill into the jade box, went to find his senior brother, and handed the demon pill to him.

There is also a saying about the way that Zheng Mo practiced, it is called the way of killing without benevolence, which means that the world is not benevolent, and that everything is a humble dog.It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, so there are also practitioners who regard it as an evil way and avoid it for fear of being too late.

Only Helian Wancheng was able to see the fire clearly at the beginning, and if he understood its profound meaning, it was the way to obey the truth of heaven and earth and cultivate the achievements of the future.This way is in accordance with the secrets of the heavens, and the six paths are combined in the bottom, so everything in the world can help it practice.

Even the demon pill, if ordinary monks take it directly, they are afraid that their true energy will be polluted by the demon energy, and they will go crazy instead. They can only be refined into medicine, but the effect may be damaged by seven or eight.However, Zheng Mo can use the demon pill for his own use without being affected by the demon energy.

Such a fifth-order demon pill must be helpful to the elder brother's alchemy.

Zheng Mo accepted it, and said: "I have the intention of forming an alchemy, but now there are many things in the sect, after the demon cultivator leaves, after the great competition in the sect, I will go to retreat, and now let's share the worries of the master first."

Lin Fangsheng naturally said yes, within three to five days, he was lecturing and practicing again, but he didn't know where the master and the demon cultivator went.

For seven days like this, Zheng Mo and Lin Fangsheng suddenly received a message from Master Sword Talisman, calling them to a remote valley.