An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

At that time, the red light in the Wutong array was full of red light, red like blood, and between the white robe and purple shirt lying on its side, there was a jade white body hidden in it, covering it endlessly, except for a slender, thin leg that was exposed outside, covered by red The light is drowned out.

Lin Fangsheng has almost lost his mind and soul, and his yang essence has erupted many times. Now even his lower abdomen and evil roots are sore and numb, but the two fiery weapons refused to slow down their attack. .

He had no choice but to open his mouth to pant, and felt a dry, cracking pain in his throat, and a faint sweetness. He searched for Master's lips and tongue in a daze, but the demon cultivator held his cheek, and was forced to turn around, entangled with the red flood dragon's mouth and tongue.

Helian Wancheng saw that the lips and teeth of the two of them met, but the pupils of the eyes were deep, and the palm of the hand hooked the apprentice's long leg, and he hit him hard, in exchange for Lin Fangsheng's soft sobs and Si Huajun laughed secretly: "You old man, So selfish, I just kiss more, but I don't want to take the slightest loss?"

But Helian Wancheng didn't answer, only said: "The time is coming." Then he moved more and more fiercely.

In the Qingshi Cave, in the five-way array, surrounded by red lights, there is only the sound of physical bodies colliding and ramming, and Lin Fangsheng's high-pitched voice, which is overwhelmed by the burden, so that the time is unknown, Si Huajun finally groaned, and clasped Lin Fangsheng tightly. Hip bone, bury the entire murder weapon in his body, press it against the inner wall of the fiery lingering rune, and let out all of it.

Helian Wancheng also opened the Jingguan, and all the yang essence was bestowed on the lover.

The radiant rays of light enveloped Lin Fangsheng's body as if they had spirituality, and all of them were submerged in it.

Panting heavily, Si Huajun laughed and said, "That's it, you can guarantee Fang's life will be fine for three months, but after three months, if you don't come to find me, even Da Luo Jinxian can't save him."

Lin Fangsheng could hear clearly even in the chaos of his spiritual consciousness, so he couldn't get rid of this evil spirit.

He only felt that his hands and feet were tired all the way to the primordial spirit, and he let the demon cultivator and master withdraw from the body, as if in the body cavity, even the five viscera and lungs were emptied, and it was hard to hide the emptiness.But he just closed his eyes tightly, frowned deeply, and curled up in the arms of the master.

Helian Wancheng straightened his robes, embraced his disciples, covered them with wide sleeves, and stepped out of the cave.

Lin Fangsheng felt that the sunlight was dazzling, and the essence of the two spirit-transforming monks was running along his meridians, and it was difficult to melt away for a while, and the whole body was blocked, even if they wanted to open their eyelids, they couldn't.

He only heard his senior brother asking about his situation with worry in his voice, and he also heard his master's indifferent tone, comforting him: "It's okay, wait for his meridians to melt, and then he can wake up."

Afterwards, only the big and small Zhou Tian with their spiritual power running, rehearsing in the sea of ​​consciousness like the stars are moving, but they can't hear the slightest sound from the outside world.

It was four days after he woke up.

It was warm in the afternoon, and the fallen leaves were stained with frost, and even the few rays of sunlight reflected on the window rails were dyed with a little warm yellow of dead leaves.

The senior brother was meditating in front of the bed, his whole body was surrounded by light blue water vapor, perhaps knowing that he was awake, he collected his breath and opened his eyes.

A pair of star-spangled eyes, neither happy nor sad, just silently staring at him quietly.

Lin Fangsheng felt infinite pressure. In the silence, his heart sank heavily, so he could only sit up, bowed his head and whispered: "Senior brother."

Then I felt that the spiritual power in the meridians was like a surging river, unceasingly majestic.

This level of cultivation speed is unmatched among peers.

Zheng Mo took his wrist and examined it carefully as usual, with a relaxed look on his brows: "Your body is fine now, and your inner breath is stable, so it's all right. Remember to sharpen your sword intention every day, and cultivate your body." Body training should not be neglected."

Senior brother said this, but there was an intention to ask for farewell, Lin Fangsheng was reluctant to let go, but he was afraid of dragging senior brother down, so he said: "Yes, senior brother, don't worry."

Zheng Mo said again: "I will retreat."

The sourness in Lin Fangsheng's heart dissipated a lot. The senior brother is at the top of the tenth floor, his foundation is extremely solid, and he should have broken through long ago.So Fang smiled and said: "Senior brother, this time the alchemy will definitely go well."

There was a little softness in Zheng Mo's eyes, and he took out the two things and handed them to his junior.

One is a pitch-black stone essence, thick and long as a child's arm, it was originally a gift from Si Huajun, the demon cultivator left and refined the stone essence, and now the smooth surface is densely covered with runes, but there are more runes than before A little nimble.If Lin Fang's spiritual power ran away and there was no one to turn to for help, this stone spirit could replace one or two.

One is a fire-colored jade pendant, which contains three teleportation spells. Once activated, it can be sent to Si Huajun's side. It is designed for him to save his life and practice double cultivation every three months.

Even the colored glaze rings on his hands and feet are also a self-defense treasure, called Tianlong Glazed Jade Armor.

Although the demon cultivator had bad intentions, he was also well-meaning. Lin Fangsheng had no choice but to put aside his shame and anger, and accept them one by one.

Zheng Mo told him again carefully, wait until the sun was westward, and there was nothing more to tell him, then he got up, and went to retreat in the mountain sword cottage after going to Cuenjian Peak.

When Lin Fang was born, he also went to visit outside the sword hut every day. Seeing that his brothers retreated silently, he felt relieved and practiced diligently every day. He also insisted on giving lectures once every two days to give advice to fellow brothers and sisters.

The grand competition in the sect also arrived as scheduled, but Lin Fangsheng, as the head disciple, was unable to participate, so he only took the post of supervisor and ran around.The disciples of the Wanjianmen had a good performance, which made Lin Fang eager for skills, and they also went to the ring to compete with those leaders, and they also learned a little more about the way of using swords.

That day he stayed overnight in the master's room, the master and the apprentice practiced together all night long, and they didn't rest until dawn. Lin Fang was born of fatigue, and suddenly heard a scream, inexplicable grief and anger, coming from a distance.

When he moved, he was stopped by his master, and Helian Wancheng went to see what happened.

That scream is the magic weapon of Wanjianmen for emergency contact, if the situation is not critical, don't act without authorization.Lin Fangsheng was left alone, anxious in his heart, he had no choice but to spend the night with his master, Yuanyang almost wanted to let go, but now his hands and feet are so weak that he cannot make the trip.

He had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and meditate first to recover.

When he got up and went to the head's meeting hall, he saw that there were many layers of guards, but no one was allowed to approach, but as the head's direct disciple, he had a noble status, so no one stopped him.

In the spacious conference hall that could accommodate hundreds of people, more than a dozen elders and confidant disciples were already seated, all of them looked dignified, while Helian Wancheng sat at the head of the sect with a calm expression.After Lin Fangsheng entered the room and saluted the elders, he walked a few steps to stand behind the head of the sect, and only after listening to a discussion for a while did he know the reason.

But it was related to a public case a few months ago.

In the world of mortals, there are always some aristocratic families of immortals. In order to protect the long-term clan, they choose to attach themselves to various sects, and each takes what they need, which is also a good strategy.Wan Jianmen is no exception.

A few months ago, a family surnamed Jiang sent someone to Wanjianmen for help, but it was due to a strange illness.

The Jiang family is a big family with thousands of people, and there are some people with outstanding talents, who have received disciples from the inner sect of Wanjian Sect. Now the elder with the surname Jiang also comes from this family.The Jiang family is also low-key and kind in life, and has a very good reputation in Qinglong, and is also valued by the emperor in the secular world.

Unexpectedly, four months ago, people in Jiangjiazhuang fell ill one after another, and they didn't see any symptoms, and they didn't have any symptoms. They were just unconscious and their vitality gradually disappeared.Those with weak vitality die suddenly in sleep, and those with strong vitality can only linger on their last days.

The members of the Jiang family were helpless, and they posted a list to seek medical treatment, but those state-owned imperial doctors were also helpless.It's not a disease, it's not a disease. How can you prescribe the right medicine if you just can't wake up?

Seeing that there are more and more comatose people, the people in the village are in a state of panic, the owner of the Jiang family village just sent someone to Wanjian Gate for help a month ago.

At that time, Helian Wancheng sent Elder Jiang to take a group of disciples to investigate, but told them to find out that the strange disease was not a disease, but a blood curse, so Jiang's blood was lethargic, and those disciples with other surnames were fine.

Elder Jiang cut off the carrier of the blood curse, and ordered people to shave the hair of the comatose person in the village, and burn them clean together with their underwear. After that, no one was under the blood curse again, and everyone in the village breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest is to break the blood curse, save everyone and wait for the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, those comatose clansmen all woke up tonight, and now they are crazy, killing everyone they meet, but their skills have greatly increased. The foundation building has the skill of congealing the pulse. The golden elixir, actually beat the elder Yuanying to serious injury.The jade flute that died in the village was played by Chu Tianyun, elder Jiang's disciple desperately. Several disciples of Wanjianmen escaped in embarrassment, and the disciples who rushed to help after hearing the news escaped. As for the rest of the village , but at this time it is hopeless.