Chapter 176 Thousands of obstacles, broken with one sword

When he left Zhongtangshan to save Brother Heixi, Ling Sheng's words shocked his Taoism. At that time, he had a sense of breakthrough, but was suppressed by an inexplicable force.

Later, in the face of the Qingshan Zhenjun, under heavy pressure, he also had a sense of breakthrough, but was suppressed by this huge force.

At this moment, after taking a large amount of vegetation essence and thickening the road, we have to break through the clouds again. Sure enough, this resistance will reappear.

Ling Sheng didn't know where this resistance came from and why he came to prevent him from breaking through, but he also knew in his heart that something was wrong in his body.

Is it a change of oneself? Or because of the lock of the wooden nail? Or...

Grey clothes!

The mysterious old man is an enemy and a friend.

Ling Sheng looked uncertain.

Is the wine taken from gray clothes secretly poisonous?

But when Ling Sheng was drinking, there was no warning in his heart.

"When he went to get the wine, he disappeared in an instant, and half a breath was behind me. At that time, he took a picture on me."

Ling Sheng whispered, "But there was no warning in my heart at that time."

Sword practitioners have keen perception, any wind blowing, people's thoughts, and feelings are difficult to escape, that is, the crisis is coming, and there are warning signs in their hearts.

The autumn wind has not moved.

"Did he hide his perception from me?" Ling Sheng just thought about it, then shook his head and said to himself, "If you want to hide the perception of a swordsman, it is a hundred times more difficult than killing. Is it possible that the old man in gray did nothing to me?

"But that resistance repeatedly prevents me from breaking through. How can it be harmless?"

Ling Sheng frowned, his face changed many times, and it was cloudy and sunny.

The black monkey also speculated slightly. When the resistance appeared, it felt that there was still a wisp of wine fragrance at the end of the nose, which was the breath of the resistance blocking Lingsheng's breakthrough. The monkey was shocked and said secretly, "This is the monkey wine brewed by the fairy ape, which belongs to the fairy wine. That damn guy is too generous. There must be a mystery among them. It is said that this wine is a fairy wine. With only one drop, it can be better than a lark elixir. Why didn't Ling Sheng break through, but became resistance? If the old guy is really not good-hearted, he must have secretly used tricks.

"Fairy wine was originally beneficial to practice, but now it has become an obstacle to practice. What kind of means does the old man use? Even the monkey can't see through it?"

The black monkey was quite worried, but he didn't dare to say it, so he had to be silent.

Ling Sheng's heart is depressed.

Fly birds spread their wings and go straight to Zhongtang Mountain in a flash.

High above the sky, the wind is as strong as a knife, cold and cold.

Ling Sheng is safe and sound with a protective shield. This qi shield can only be mastered by the people of Yungan, but a few people can control this method at the peak of the imperial spirit, just like Ling Sheng, the platinum sword elixir opened nine orifices, corresponding to nine of the 365 orifices around the body.

Nine tricks, each with a sword spirit.

The afterglow of the sword spirit disperses, echoes each other, gathers around the body, becomes qi, and is very fierce. Once it touches qi, it is bound to be ground into meat sauce. However, ordinary people are not so fierce. Even if they are touched, they are only bounced away, and there is no worry about their lives.

It is because of his sharpness that Ling Sheng has an extra method.

Suddenly, Ling Sheng let go of the air, allowing the strong wind to blow his face and his hair flutter.

Such a strong wind, if a character who has not practiced, only one blows, immediately bruises all over the body. However, Ling Sheng is the body of imperial qi, nourished by true qi, and his physique is better than ordinary people. What's more, he is a swordsman, with sword spirit quenched body, true qi and fine gold breath. Therefore, his body is more powerful and stable than ordinary imperial qi people.

Although the strong wind is beneficial, it can't hurt him.

Blue sky and white clouds, wide field of vision.

The wind blew on his face, and his hair fluttered. Ling Sheng only felt refreshed, and a heat rose in his heart, and the color of his eyes gradually became fierce.

Since the gray clothes have put a means in my body, isn't it equivalent to having a hand in my body?

I have a sword spirit and break through all methods!

No one can hinder you, I will break it with one sword!

Break all methods with one sword!

Ling Sheng took a deep breath and said to himself, "Since I have such a fierce sword spirit, how can I be afraid of the means you make?"

The black monkey was originally distressed. How to help Ling Sheng break the secret hand laid by the old guy, but there was no clue in front of him. He was not sure about finding this method. How could he break the law? Still thinking like this, I saw a sharpness suddenly appeared on Ling Sheng's body, straight into the nine celestial bodies.

"This kind of heart breaks through all obstacles and goes forward. It really matches the true meaning of the sword spirit."

The black monkey was overjoyed and couldn't help praising it. He secretly said, "This man was born in the empty fairy mountain. If he is really valued and practices the immortal skills, it will be difficult to achieve. After all, the immortal skills are soaring with feathers, quiet and indoing is the foundation, and Ling Sheng's heart is completely inconsistent with it. The real fairy created the mysterious chapter of sword spirit in order to find a person who is not afraid of hardships and faces difficulties. Only these characters are sword cultivation!"

Ling Sheng's breath is extremely fierce. Although it is not sword-like, it is extremely compelling.

After all, the bird under the seat is not a natural god like a black monkey. After being oppressed by a fierce breath, its feathers suddenly stood up, and its body stiffened and almost fell down. Fortunately, it woke up in time and flew again. However, this fierce feather bird no longer dares to have a different heart, let alone be disrespectful at all. It is trembling and abides by its duty. With one wing, it will break through the clouds and fly forward.

Ling Sheng's breath slowly converred.

Originally, with this perception, it was also expected to break through the clouds. However, the resistance reappeared, making Ling Sheng's breakthrough suppressed again.

However, Ling Sheng deeply understands the heart of breaking all laws with a sword. As early as this resistance appeared, he let the sword gas in his body converge here and force the resistance back.

Although it has not yet broken into the clouds, the true spirit is getting smoother and smoother, and the sword spirit is endless.

After this time, Ling Sheng was shocked to find that the help of the previous breakthrough was not blocked by this resistance, but was pressed in the depths of his body, waiting for the future to rush away.

Several insights, the usefulness of the treasure is suppressed by the resistance in the depths of the body, which is difficult to break through, but Ling Sheng firmly believes that as long as this resistance is broken, the rest of the breakthrough can break through the barrier of practice in one fell swoop.

Several ways of help rise together, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as breaking through Yunang.

Ling Sheng sneered and stood up.

At this time, his feet were intact.

Zhongtang Mountain is far away and looming in the clouds.

Thousands of miles are full of Zhongtang Mountains. The mountain is extremely huge and amazing.

It stretches for 300 miles and towering into nine clouds.

I saw countless lights in the sky thrown into the middle of the mountain.

Many people on the ground poured into the mountains.

There will be a great creation in Zhongtang Mountain.

People of Middle-earth monis, native people in southern Xinjiang.

Nine Immortals, Soul Refining Evil Sect.

In this middle of the mountain, there is bound to set off a hefty wave.