Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 90 The Magic Division asks for help (second update, please subscribe)
"The fate of the dynasty, the luck of the golden dragon, Luo Wuya, how are these related to the collapse of the Great Zhao Dynasty?"

"Is it because of the last god, a god who can transform dragons, or is that god himself a lucky golden dragon?"

"Because that carp obtained the Shinto Talisman of the Changliu River Shen Luo Wuya, so it obtained the opportunity to transform into a dragon. Its spiritual wisdom is so great that it is not weaker than humans?"

"Then, what kind of role do the Rebirth Cultists play in this, to obtain the legacy of the previous dynasty and destroy Daxia with it? It's just as simple as that?"

"The Great Xia Dynasty has been established for more than 450 years. Even though its military power is not as good as that of the previous dynasty, after so many years of accumulation, the foundation of the country is at least not weak, and it was involved in the destruction of the Great Zhao Dynasty. There will be no information about this."

"It's complicated, it's really complicated." Inside the room, Zhou Yu pinched his temples with a headache. The deeper the matter was, the more numb his scalp felt.

It's like an inconspicuous quagmire, as it gets deeper and deeper, it will gradually swallow people up.

What's more, apart from these things, will there be a game between the Xianzong and the Demon Sect?

After all, Feng Buping once said that a human dynasty that can confer gods is not allowed to appear on this day.

"Until a certain point, I can't intervene in this matter after all, but the more I intervene, the faster my cultivation will improve." Thinking of this, Zhou Yu immediately felt a toothache.

Ever since he got involved with these divine things, in just one year, his cultivation base has gone from the seventh level of Qi training just after he came down the mountain to the current tenth level of Qi training, and even his sword intent has been condensed.

"Enter the Dao foundation first, and enter the Dao foundation first." At the end of the matter, Zhou Yu could only comfort him in this way.

With a thought, a gray sea of ​​consciousness appeared in front of his eyes.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, apart from the white robe armor transformed by Luo Wuya's martial arts will, and the Bingjia Yushui Jue with some divine methods, his own condensed sword intent finally appeared at this moment, and it was no longer an instant sword. Broken dysplasia.

Among them, Luo Wuya's martial arts will began to dissipate as it was passed on to him.

But this dissipation was not a dissipation without any effect, but turned into pure spiritual power to nourish his sea of ​​consciousness.

On the contrary, it is not as good as Bingjia Yushui Jue. After condensing the sword intent, it has been completely controlled by him, and it has completely become his technique.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu's eyes immediately lingered on the will of martial arts and his will of swordsmanship.

"Luo Wuya's will to martial arts has been passed on to me, I wonder if I can fuse the two, or let it be absorbed by the will to swordsmanship?" Just do it when you think about it.

But before doing it, just in case, Zhou Yu specially asked Feng Buping for advice, and the left and right were just a meal fee.

And things that can be solved with money are nothing.

"Yes." To this, Feng Buping gave him an affirmative answer after eating and drinking enough, and at the same time pointed out two ways.

"One is that Zhou Yu slowly advances with the sword intent, enters the fantasy of inheriting the will, and slowly absorbs it; the other is that the sword intent becomes the opposite, and directly collides with Luo Wuya's martial arts will."

"The former takes a long time and is not dangerous, but it can only have the effect of strengthening the sword intent, and the essence can be obtained, all depends on the perception in the practice."

"The latter takes a short time, but it is extremely intense. Even if it is a gentle inheritance of will, it is very easy for the newly condensed sword intent to be unable to withstand the erosion, and there is a risk of collapse."

In this regard, Zhou Yu naturally chose one of them, so half a month later, under Feng Buping's care, and after his sword intent was further solidified, he began to try the first method.

In the gray sea of ​​consciousness, there was a small sword, following Zhou Yu's consciousness, it was thrown into Luo Wuya's martial arts will.

The whole process lasted for a full month.

On this day, sitting at the door, eating fragrant chicken legs and drinking small wine, suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his face.

A quarter of an hour later, the door of the room was opened, and Zhou Yu, who had been in retreat for a month, walked out of the room.

"Uncle Master..."

"What's the effect?" Feng Buping waved his hand, signaling that the two of them don't need to pay too much attention to those polite matters, and asked directly.

When Zhou Yu saw this, his heart was moved, and he made a sword with his fingers, and immediately felt a little empty.

Immediately, there were streams of sword energy emanating from his body, but in the blink of an eye, the sword energy from the bee pupa surrounded his body, forming a dragon shape that seemed to have nothing.

"Although my nephew has completely refined Luo Wuya's will to martial arts, he is still a few steps away from transforming his sword intent into form. Now he can only rely on this sword energy to take shape." Zhou Yu said.

"In your sword intent, there is already a bit of killing intent. After all, it is a coincidence. It is not bad. Next, you just need to polish it carefully. It won't be long before you can perfect your Qi training. You just need to gather it With the other four sword intents, you can try to build a foundation." Feng Buping reminded.

"That's when it's really dangerous."

"Nephew knows." Zhou Yu nodded.

"What are your plans next?"

"Didn't Uncle Master tell me to go and see where Shen Tiemu is?" Zhou Yu looked at Feng Buping in surprise, not knowing why he asked this question, but said honestly.

"After completing the entrustment of my uncle, my nephew plans to go to Lianyunyu. Maybe I have to go back to the sect so that I can practice the other four kinds of sword arts."

"Of course, if the uncle has another method, the nephew is also willing to listen."

"You're thinking right. Let me ask you, when you came back, did you save Dangmosi, a guard named Wang Li?" Feng Buping asked.

"My nephew did save this person near Sunjia Village, but I don't know why my uncle suddenly asked about it?" Zhou Yu asked curiously.

"During the time you were in seclusion, the Demon Slayer sent someone to thank you and ask me for help. There is still some time before Shen Tiemu's incident. Since you have left the seclusion, you might as well go for a walk." Feng Buping Said.

"I don't know what the Destroyer is asking for?"

"Sixty miles to the west of Jiangling City, there is a Luoxia Mountain Range that stretches for hundreds of miles. Most of them are scattered cultivators, but for some reason, many casual cultivators disappeared strangely.

It may involve the dead believers, so Dangmosi hopes that we can send someone to check it out. " Feng Buping explained, and at the same time threw out a scroll and handed it to Zhou Yu.

"I'm not like your Uncle Wang, I have many disciples, so I have to let you go."

"Master Uncle, you don't take much care of things on weekdays, why did you suddenly accept the task of finding people this time?" Zhou Yu asked curiously.

"Isn't this the recent rebellion by the disciples of the Rebirth Cult? Your uncle and I are also stationed in Jiangling for Yi Jianmen, so it's not good to just sit idly by."

"If that's the case, then my nephew would be more respectful than obedient." Zhou Yu put away the scroll and said helplessly.

"By the way, when you go out this time, your junior brother will also go. Anyway, there will be people from several other small sects going along with you. It just so happens that you take him out to see the world."

"Junior Brother Feng, Feng Xiaoping?" Zhou Yu was taken aback when he heard this, feeling his head was a little big, how could he bring a child when he was looking for someone?
"Any opinion?" Feng Buping didn't say much, and glanced at Zhou Yu.

"No, I have no objection." Zhou Yu shook his head quickly.

"Don't worry, I gave that kid something to save his life, and I can help you when it doesn't work."

"Ha ha……"

(End of this chapter)