Chapter 15 Sharp Sword

After the mountain rain, the air is fresh, and there is a rainbow hanging in the mountain, like a colorful dragon absorbing the landscape, which is very beautiful. From time to time, clear drops of water drip from the green leaves, tinkling, the flowers after the rain become more and more beautiful, and the fragrance permeates again.

Ling Sheng took a deep breath and felt extremely comfortable. No wonder the master hermit likes to live alone in the deep mountains. First, he was silent and undisturbed. Second, the scenery was pleasant and the air was fresh, which was beneficial to practice.

The beautiful land of mountains and rivers must be extraordinary.

"I don't know if anyone lives here? There are probably no tall hermits. After all, this mountain is so shallow that ordinary people can run back and forth. But it's good for me to hide here for a while.

Ling Sheng intends to dive here for a period of time, be familiar with the realm of imperial spirit, and break through again.

A few days ago, with the help of the mixed ancestral spirit of Su Bai and Xianjian's life, he broke through the platinum sword elixir and integrated it into the platinum sword elixir. He used this hole to open a hole to achieve the realm of imperial spirit. He was able to get out of the sword spirit and kill people through the air, which was extremely sharp.

However, there is only one orifice on the platinum sword elixir in Ling Sheng's body, which can only be regarded as the first entry into the realm of imperial qi. If you want to reach the peak of imperial cultivation, you must open nine orifices on the platinum sword elixir.

If ten tricks are opened on the platinum sword elixir, Ling Sheng will be able to fly in the sky, log in to the cloud top, and achieve the realm of Yungan. And if Yunang's realm is to be perfect, it will have 108 tricks to be opened.

It's just that this is too far away.

Ling Sheng shook his head and looked around, thinking about which place was better. Today, he built a wooden house and practiced here for a few months.

This time, he used his strength to break through the realm of imperial spirit. After all, the foundation is unstable and he did not come from hard practice. Therefore, he continued to consolidate his cultivation for a few days and finally stepped firmly in the realm of imperial spirit. It was Subai's box of medicine that could consolidate his cultivation within a few days.

At the beginning, Ling Sheng was seriously injured in the cave, so he drank the medicine in the sword box, recovered, and quickly consolidated his cultivation. As for the sword box, it seemed quite extraordinary, so Ling Sheng took it beside him.

Su Bai died at the hands of Ling Sheng. Ling Sheng felt that Kongming Xianshan could not go back, so he went south.

It is said that the mountains and rivers in the south are beautiful, and there are many immortals, and Lingyu Tianbao Sect also seems to be located in the south.

Ling Sheng's eyes were slightly cold.

A sword spirit burst out from Ling Sheng's fingers and penetrated a hundred steps, even when a willow with a thin arm was broken.

People in the realm of Yuqi can generally only be controlled within 100 steps. However, Ling Sheng's first entry into the realm of Yuqi has been able to penetrate a hundred steps away, which is extraordinary. Ling Sheng consciously deepened his understanding of Jianqi Tongxuan.

After three breaths, Ling Sheng breathed sword again.

Then, every three breaths, a sword spirit shot out from Ling Sheng's fingertips.

Ling Sheng's sword spirit is becoming more and more skillful and fierce, and he is no longer astringent at the beginning.

In the platinum sword elixir, there seems to be endless gold spirit. With just one mind moving, it can turn into sword spirit through the orifice on the sword elixir and come out through the body. It's just that Ling Sheng's cultivation is still shallow, and it always takes three breaths apart to emit sword spirit again, and it can't be continuous.

Just after Ling Sheng cut off dozens of trees, he was about to start building a simple wooden house. Suddenly, there was a sound in his ear, which made his eyes slightly condense.

As soon as his heart moved, the true air that swam through his whole body returned to the sword elixir and disappeared.

At the beginning, when he was only cultivating his qi, he cheated Elder Shi and Su Bai. Although the cultivation has been improved, the true spirit is becoming more and more fierce, and it can be transformed into sword spirit at any time, which can be hidden. Generally, the high people in the realm of Yung may not be able to detect it.

If he breaks through the realm of Yungan and his sword spirit is extraordinary, he may not be able to restrain his sharpness. But if there is a Taoist practice in the realm of Yunang, Ling Sheng is confident that he will not be afraid to meet the Taoist king in the Xuan realm.

At this time, Ling Sheng is like an ordinary person who has never practiced, but his spirit is hard to hide, and his eyes are as light as electricity, quite sharp. In the eyes of ordinary monks, it is also a business stream, a little person who has not yet given birth to true spirit and only has a sense of spirit.

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In another part of the mountain, there are seven or eight people, young and old, including two women.

The woman in blue and white is in her twenties, with a soft temperament and quite quiet. She is dressed in blue and white, which is more quiet and gentle.

The other is a girl, not as beautiful as a woman in white, but also quite beautiful.

Others, there was a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old teenager with a weed in his mouth, disdainful and unruly between his eyebrows.

A 60- or 70-year-old white-haired old man with white eyebrows and white beard, like a fairy.

There is also a middle-aged man with a majestic face.

As for the other three, they are all 40 or 50 years old, which is not very conspicuous compared with the other four.

However, Ling Sheng has understood that these people are not simple characters.

Because in front of these people, there was a tiger lying, and the whole head exploded, leaving only one body. In addition to tigers, there are dozens of fallen wolves.

Is it unusual to be able to kill a tiger and kill dozens of evil wolves?

After the mountain rain, the air was moist and the blood smell became more and more pungent. Ling Sheng frowned.

About these people killed the tiger, and the bloody smell attracted the evil wolf, but they were not ordinary people. They were all monks with real power, and naturally killed the evil wolf together.

The little movement Ling Sheng heard before was probably caused by the howling of the tiger and the wolf.

"Who?"

Suddenly, the resolute teenager shouted fiercely, and his falcon-like eyes looked at Ling Sheng's hiding place.

The rest of the people also turned their eyes.

"It seems that this group of people is the youngest teenager, but I didn't expect that he had such a keen sense." Ling Sheng praised secretly, but he no longer hid and came here now.

Everyone only saw a young man coming out after the mountain stone, with simple clothes, a resolute appearance, and a sharp sword-like sharpness in his eyes, but he felt it carefully, but there was no true trajectory. Everyone guessed that this was probably just a relatively arrogant ordinary person in the secular world.

"Who are you? Why did you spy on me?" The serious middle-aged man shouted in a low voice.

"I just heard the noise and rushed over." Ling Sheng said.

"Interesting, a mortal, seeing so many wolves and tigers, is not afraid, let alone surprise. It's so interesting." The white-haired old man smiled, and his words were full of deep meaning.

The alertness in everyone's eyes suddenly became a little stronger.

Who the hell are you? Why spy secretly?"

The resolute teenager asked harshly. Before Ling Sheng could answer, he was a little impatient. He hurriedly read a curse in his mouth. With a knot of fingerprints, only half of his breath condensed a water ball out of thin air, which turned into a faint blue color, which was quite beautiful.

This man threw it out and hit Ling Sheng's head.