Chapter 3 Endless Bitterness
is also a third-level disciple, and his strength is also divided into three, six or nine levels. Xu Le suffered a great loss with only one move. His arm muscles were broken and his bones were distached, which was a very serious injury. Improper treatment will lead to lifelong disability.
Unless martial arts are cultivated to the Holy Land, at that time, even if one arm is cut off, one can grow again.
"Kid, your arm is useless, and you can't make much progress in this life. For a disabled person like you, it is also a pain to live in the world. Go to hell.
Lu Da made a fierce move, and his heart was even more murderous. It is common for such a large fairy gate to die a few times a day. Sometimes when you go out to try, thousands of people's troops have been destroyed many times.
So he simply killed him and killed him forever.
'Dang-Dang——'
The bell that endangered the vicissitudes of the moment came from the Elder Peak, which was to gather all the elite disciples who were still in Xianmen. The four Jianfeng disciples were shocked when they heard the sound, and their faces showed surprise.
"Senior Feifei is out of the customs." One of them moved to stop Lu's fierce attack and said in a low voice, "The elders gather, let's go immediately. This boy will slowly clean up when he is free. Humph, it's just a waste. We don't need to do it ourselves next time."
Lu Da is unwilling, but he doesn't dare to force himself. These disciples of Jianfeng are not easy to mess with. Don't be self-defeating and put your own life into it.
The five people left immediately, leaving only the bloody Xu Le.
Xu Le's face was pale and there was no trace of blood. He controlled the blood and flesh peristalsis, slowing down the blood flow, and then rushed into the room and poured out a cyan pill from a jade bottle. After swallowing it, he was weak and collapsed to the ground.
"Is it really hard to escape this time?" Xu Le was in Xianmen and saw through the separation of life and death, but at this moment, he thought of the old seventh master with pain in his heart. He was picked up by the seventh master from the desert and raised him all the time.
The seventh master is the only close relative to him. Before he can repay his upbringing, he has to leave him first and let his heart drip blood.
A burst of fatigue surged into my mind, which was caused by excessive blood loss. Xu Le bit his tongue, and he didn't dare to faint like this.
"Oh!" Something on his neck trembled, which attracted Xu Le's attention.
There is a stone sword the size of a finger on his neck, and his appearance is nothing special. The seventh master told him that when he picked him up in the desert, the small stone sword was in his mouth, so Xu Le had been wearing it since he was a child.
I didn't expect that the inconspicuous thing was shaking violently now, as if it wanted to fly out.
Xu Leqiang cheered up and grabbed the stone sword. Suddenly, a cool airflow rushed into the body from the palm of his hand. Everywhere he went was comfortable and the pain was relieved.
The airflow was very fast. One Sunday in the meridians, Xu Le was shocked to find that the injury of his arm was recovering quickly, and he felt as comfortable as soaking in warm water.
"What's going on?"
An idea just flashed in Xu Le's mind, and the darkness in front of him was shrouded in darkness, and he could no longer feel everything around him.
After a short period of shock, Xu Le was not only flustered at all, but was overjoyed. But this surprise can only be reflected by the fluctuation of his mind, and he can't feel the existence of his body.
At the critical moment of life and death, he entered a state of emptiness.
"Forget yourself, abandon your body, my heart is empty, and my spirit dominates."
Xu Le meditated on the method of soul Tao practice, which is the 'chemical spiritual skill' that the magic hand master has taught him for a long time. It is said that it is passed on from the ancestors of the most powerful force in the practice world, and its power is not bad.
The spiritual world is inherently illusory. Xu Le inadvertently entered the emptiness, and his mind immediately let the darkness retreat. He meditated and turned into a sea of suffering and floated on it himself.
Suddenly, a suction wrapped around his whole body, as if to pull him down the bottomless abyss. Xu Le's spiritual thinking surged and rolled, and the scene in front of him changed greatly. He 'seeed' a sea of bitterness, dark ink, and he couldn't tell whether it was water or ink.
That suction is emanating from the sea of suffering, trying to devour yourself and fall into boundless hell.
Xu Le's thinking extends around, and he wants to know how big the sea of suffering he meditates. Master Magic Hand said that the greater the sea of suffering from meditation, the higher the potential it represents. Although with the improvement of soul cultivation, the sea of suffering has also expanded, the innate potential cannot be supplemented.
A radius of 10 meters, 30 meters, 50 meters... It has not reached the limit. It was not until a radius of 100 meters that Xu Le had to withdraw his spiritual thinking, which was his limit.
"Is it an illusion?"
Xu Le dared not accept it. When ordinary people first meditated on the sea of suffering, they were already geniuses when they could reach a radius of 20 meters. For example, Feng Feifei in Jiujian Valley only turned into a sea of bitterness with a radius of 50 meters at the beginning of the soul cultivation, which is a rare evil in a thousand years. But he has explored that 100 meters has not yet seen the end, which makes him unable to believe it.
Is it a monster?
Xu Le thought of a possibility that when they first entered the empty state, many people would have strong and weak demons, which is normal. The consequence is that those people failed to "conden" and become crazy and idiots.
If the martial arts go crazy, you will be paralyzed and lose all your strength. If the soul goes into a demon, it will destroy the mind and lose itself.
In terms of danger, soul practice implies all kinds of disasters.
"The sea of bitterness is virtual, the soul is true, self-dominance, and divine thoughts are manifested."
Xu Le thought that he had a magic barrier in his heart, and he was so scared that he hurriedly kept his spiritual thinking and operated his spiritual skills. As long as he could condense his thoughts, he would officially step into the soul practice, and there would be no danger of becoming a demon again.
Since ancient times, it has been difficult to enter the state of emptiness, but as long as it is successful, the first realm of 'condensing' can be easily practiced and successfully. In the future, as long as there is a continuous strong mind, the soul path will have the possibility of continuous promotion.
I don't know how long it took, the suction under the body suddenly disappeared, and a pupil-sized, translucent bubble suspended above the sea of bitterness, and a trace of milky white energy flowed in it. This is Xu Le's mind, but before he could carefully investigate the sea of suffering again, he saw the calm sea of suffering, and a wave raised, completely submerged him.
In the room, Xu Le, who was lying on the ground, had not made any movement for three days. His breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, which would go out at any time.
The wound on the body only leaves shallow scar marks. I don't know whether it is the effect of the pill or the mutating stone sword.
Suddenly, a low hum rolled out of his throat, and Xu Le's eyelids moved and opened. The breath on his body immediately improved crazily, as if he had taken the elixir, and his vitality continued to grow.
When the limbs move slightly, there is a soft sound between the bones, which is a phenomenon that only strengthens 30 times.
When the body is strengthened 30 times, the muscles are tight, the bones are strong, and the vitality contained in the internal organs is more vigorous. Take a deep breath, and the gas can be washed in the chest cavity to make a sound.
Xu Le finally felt the body and mastered the control. He still held the stone sword in his hand, and there was nothing abnormal at this time. Everything was the same.
buzz——
A bug flew through the bushes 100 meters away, and Xu Le caught its clear flight trajectory in an instant, and could even see the lines on the worm's wings.
This is not to be seen with the naked eye, but to be seen with mind.
Xu Le showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. He finally crossed the level that countless people dreamed of, entered an empty state, and successfully 'condensed'. In the past, he could hear the sound of the insect flying at most, but he couldn't 'see' it.
Divine thoughts can ignore the obstacles in front of you, turn illusions into true images, and everything is reflected in the heart, which is also the magic of soul cultivation.
Xu Le clenched his fist and waved it casually to see a strong wind blowing in the house, which was enough to cut off the thick trees. The boxing shadow layer by layer, the power is ten times stronger.
"That Lu Dameng didn't expect me to have such an opportunity. If he had made up for a punch, I would have died a long time ago, but now it has completed me. It not only stepped into the road of soul practice, but also directly broke through 30 times.
Xu Le felt the powerful power contained in his body, and he immediately had the impulse to come to the door and trample it under his feet.
Now you can defeat Lu's fierce move with martial arts cultivation alone, but he has just 'condensed' and the bitter sea power of meditation has not been opened up, and it will take a period of latent cultivation to consolidate.
Xu Le forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart. He knew that the reason why Lu Dameng was unscrupulous was not because of how strong he was, but because he was a descendant of a martial arts master in Xianmen. Therefore, ordinary disciples either tend to be attached to power or swallow their anger. When the seventh master comes back after finishing his work, he will have the confidence to go. Find Lu Dameng to settle accounts.
Others think that the seventh master is about to be grounded. Only Xu Le knows that the seventh master is at least a master, and his strength may be stronger than he guessed, although he has never seen him move.
"I'm so hungry, and I don't know how long it has been."
After a full meal, Xu Le* studied the inconspicuous little stone sword in the room. Everything that happened to him had something to do with it, and the cool airflow cured his serious injury and saved his life.
"It was after absorbing my blood that caused the change, was it?"
Xu Le bit his finger and a blood line flowed to the stone sword. Suddenly, a wisp of milky white light flashed, and he entered the state of emptiness again. This time he saw the wind and clouds of suffering.
The hurricane blew, and the huge waves were surging, in which lightning shuttled and thunder roared.
He can't tell whether this is the real world or the illusory spiritual world.
"What is that?"
Xu Le's mouth was round, and he saw a monster without entity rushing out of the sea of suffering. The humanoid strange appearance makes a audible sound in his mouth. Even if Xu Le hears it himself, his eyes are blooming, and the sky is ever-changing.
"The boundless sea of bitterness, the boundless sea of bitterness, the boundless sea of bitterness..."
A three-headed and six-armed monster rushed to Xu Le, and he finally vaguely recognized what the monsters were shouting.
At this moment, a faint light fell from the sky and turned into a huge stone sword standing in the sea of suffering. The abnormal sky suddenly calmed down, and those humanoid monsters also fled in awe.
When Xu Le looked away, the stone sword exuded ancient, vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere, like a fixed sea god.
Four big words appeared on the surface of the stone sword, and the words were dazzling, like stars in the sky, spraying a milky white fog, full of agility and transforming into the shape of all living things.
"Sword of Kings."
Suddenly, a light was shot from the sword and integrated into Xu Le's mind.
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