National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 137 Nascent Soul Old Monster

Yang Ming stood up slowly, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Xiao Yue is a mortal at the eighth level.

There are tens of thousands of catties of strength in the shot.

Although he didn't use all his strength to slap Zhang Zhiling's palm, he was seriously injured.

After all, Zhang Zhiling is just a mortal.

but now.

Zhang Zhiling stood up unscathed.

A mortal man stood up unscathed, what are the circumstances?

Everyone was stunned.

"what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yue was also stunned.

This is not the first time he has bullied Zhang Zhiling.

He knows Zhang Zhiling's level very well.

He is more aware of the power of his palm just now.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhiling stood up, which was strange.

Xiao Yue looked at Zhang Zhiling in confusion.

Murong Qingxue also looked Zhang Zhiling up and down in surprise, with a puzzled look on her face.

Yang Ming smiled slightly.

In the simulation of cultivating immortals, it took two years for Xiao Yue to become a low-grade spiritual root.

The current Xiao Yue is still a genius.

But the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul had lived in Xiao Yue's body since the fetal period.

Yang Ming is clear.

This remnant soul of the Nascent Soul Stage is paying attention to Xiao Yue all the time.

After all, this is the body of a supreme spiritual root, the proud son of heaven.If you accidentally break it, you will lose a lot.

and so.

What Yang Ming really had to face was the Nascent Soul Stage monster in Xiao Yue's body.

As for Xiao Yue, it was nothing.

...

And in Xiao Yue's body.

A pair of puzzled eyes looked at Yang Ming.

Even though he was severely injured, he stood up inexplicably.

What does this mean?
Nascent Soul Stage bosses are also very fascinated.

...

"Qingxue, I regard you as a good friend, yet you watch Xiao Yue beat me to serious injuries, yet you remain indifferent? Is this your demeanor and way of doing things?" Yang Ming questioned Murong Qingxue.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, a butterfly dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Yang Ming is now Zhang Zhiling.

Zhang Zhiling is now Yang Ming.

This is the mystery of this spell.

Therefore, Yang Ming now also has the feelings of Zhang Zhiling.

These words were exactly what Zhang Zhiling said.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zhiling in a daze.

Everyone felt that Zhang Zhiling seemed to be a different person.

In the past, Zhang Zhiling had a free and easy temperament, but he still had an ordinary temperament.

But now, Zhang Zhiling has an extra natural and sublime aura.

Yang Ming's words made everyone turn their attention to Murong Qingxue.

Murong Qingxue couldn't hold back immediately, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "I just appreciate your talent, but do you really take yourself seriously?"

"Oh!" Yang Ming nodded: "People are divided into three, six, or nine ranks. Of course I know, I don't pretend, it's a showdown!"

With that said, he looked at Xiao Yue: "Since you want to put me to death, then I don't need to be polite to you."

As he spoke, he raised his slightly thin arm and waved his hand.

A powerful force erupted and directly hit Xiao Yue.

"what!"

Xiao Yue's bones were smashed all over, and he flew upside down with a face full of horror, and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was horrified.

Looking at Xiao Yue on the ground.

Looking at Yang Ming, who is calm and calm.

They vaguely understood the meaning of the phrase 'showdown'.

Zhang Zhiling is a hidden genius! ?

However, he hid it too deeply.

For two years, no one noticed it.

This kind of courage... Everyone looked at Zhang Zhiling with disbelief in their eyes.

Murong Qingxue was also stunned, her eyes even more confused.

Thinking of Zhang Zhiling's ordinary appearance and smile in the past two years, she was at a loss.

"You can't kill me!"

Xiao Yue, who was lying on the ground, quickly jumped up, and he was unscathed, shouting: "I am born with a strange nature, and I can recover from serious injuries in an instant."

That being said.

But Xiao Yue was full of fear.

He couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhiling, who didn't have the aptitude to cultivate immortality, suddenly seemed to be a different person, and his strength became so powerful, which was as strong as a mortal's tenth level.

It is completely capable of crushing him.

how can that be!

Xiao Yue doesn't believe in hidden strength, and lives with forbearance.

These are stories that only appear in folk tales.

"yes."

Yang Ming looked indifferent.

He is very clear.

Natural self-healing is false.

It was the Nascent Soul monster hidden in Xiao Yue's body that healed him.

after all.

The Nascent Soul monster would not let Xiao Yue's top-quality spiritual root be damaged.

His shot just now was just to control his strength.

Otherwise, if he blows his breath, Xiao Yue will be killed.

With Zhuang Zhou's Mengdie spell, he became Zhang Zhiling, who also possessed the strength of the fifth level of the body.

What Yang Ming has to do now is to force out the Nascent Soul monster from Xiao Yue's body.

He slapped the air again.

Xiao Yue was blown out again, his bones smashed into pieces.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene.

Xiao Yue, who was as powerful as a giant, was crushed by Zhang Zhiling like a doll at this time.

This is something they never dared to dream about.

Xiao Yue's injuries healed again, and he jumped up from the ground.

His face was full of shock and indignation, and he stared at Yang Ming.

"Destroy your soul."

Yang Ming's eyes released an invisible sword intent.

If it is hit by this sword intent.

Xiao Yue would instantly become demented.

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded: "How dare you hurt my apprentice!"

In the sky, the clouds gathered and turned into a middle-aged man with a fairy air.

When the man appeared, he also blocked the sword intent.

Simultaneously.

A powerful spiritual pressure enveloped the entire city of Taiyue.

Pedestrians on the street, people of low strength in the immortal way, all froze and remained motionless.

The entire city of Taiyue fell into a static state.

The strength of Nascent Soul is indeed extremely powerful.

Yang Ming looked at the middle-aged Taoist, and he knew that the Lord had appeared.

I saw that this Taoist was tall and thin, with a handsome face, wearing a loose and simple robe, and a treasure gourd tied around his waist.

Four eyes facing each other.

Yang Ming was indifferent.

The Taoist has a solemn expression on his face.

"I still have a master?" Xiao Yue was not frozen, he looked at the Taoist excitedly, and shouted viciously: "Master! Help me beat this poor scholar to death, and let him know the consequences of offending this genius!"

Murong Qingxue and the others present were also frozen, but their eyeballs could move.

At this moment, a group of people were full of astonishment.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yue actually had a powerful immortal expert secretly protecting him.

This is the treatment of a genius?

A group of people are envious and jealous.

Even the masters of the Immortal Dao made a move, Zhang Zhiling was doomed!

A gleam of pleasure flashed in Murong Qingxue's eyes.

Originally, she still admired Zhang Zhiling very much, but it was only limited to appreciation.

But they didn't expect that Zhang Zhiling actually hid his strength and was a master.

Even more qualified than her.

She was out of balance.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiling humiliated her in public just now, she was very unhappy.

The more unlucky Zhang Zhiling is now, the more balanced she feels in her heart.

"I am Dong Linshan, the head teacher of the Linxian Sect. I don't know who you are, why do you want to hurt my disciple?" The Taoist looked at Yang Ming.

He was confused.

After using many spells, they couldn't see Yang Ming's heel.

Therefore, he was more vigilant.

After hearing what the Taoist said, Yang Ming smiled.

It is obvious that they want to seize the house, but they also say that they are accepting disciples.

Really atmospheric.

Yang Ming didn't expose it, and said calmly: "I'm just an ordinary scholar in the academy, I'm just thinking about cultivation on my own... Your apprentice wants to kill me, so naturally I can't sit still."

"Ordinary scholar? Thinking about cultivation by yourself?"

The Taoist looked disbelieving: "No matter how much you practice, since you have embarked on the immortal journey, you are a fellow Taoist. The relationship between you and my apprentice is just a battle of spirits. Why don't you sell my face and let it go?"

"It's impossible, master, you beat him to death!" Xiao Yue shouted, with an expression of disbelief.

"shut up!"

The Taoist stared at Xiao Yue with a cold expression on his face.

In his eyes, this body is already his, and now Xiao Yue is causing trouble everywhere, and sooner or later his precious body will be destroyed.

How can a Taoist not be angry.

"You can't even help me kill someone, how can you be my master?" Xiao Yue shouted with disdain on his face.

"I told you to shut up!"

The Taoist snorted coldly, and hit with a spell.

Xiao Yue was severely injured immediately, spit out a mouthful of pus and blood, and was unable to move.

Only those unruly eyes stared at the Taoist with resentment.

"My fellow daoist, I'm going to take my apprentice up the mountain right now. Your petty grievances, why don't you just leave it at that, do you think it's okay?"

The Taoist looked at Yang Ming unkindly, with a threatening tone.

"No, today I have to divide life and death between him and me."

Yang Ming looked like he didn't like oil and salt.

The ultimate spiritual root, so it is possible for you to take it away casually?
Treasures are virtuous.

If two people fight, the virtue of death is definitely not enough.

Only those who are alive and can get treasures have both ability and political integrity.

"Do you disagree?"

The Taoist narrowed his eyes, and touched the treasure gourd on his waist.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had seen this treasure gourd in the simulated immortal cultivation.

This is a spiritual weapon that can easily absorb a city and then refine it.

Powerful.

Coupled with the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, this Taoist's ability is extremely powerful.

In the imitation of cultivating immortals, Yang Ming had to kill him only after wasting all his strength.

but now.

I have seen the simulation of cultivating immortals.

Yang Ming has mastered the strategy, so he naturally knows how to kill a Taoist with one blow.

"If that's the case, then you're going to die!"

The Taoist snorted coldly, and sacrificed the treasure gourd.

moment.

The treasure gourd flew into the air and began to release a fierce suction towards Yang Ming.

Yang Ming is now using Zhang Zhiling's body, so naturally he can't resist this suction.

Involuntarily flying to the sky, shrinking a little bit, and being absorbed into the treasure gourd.

Once you enter the treasure gourd.

It was as if he had entered a gray wilderness, with dozens of evil spirits attacking and attacking Yang Ming, wanting to kill and refine Yang Ming.

Yang Ming immediately sacrificed the Yuanci Divine Light that had been prepared.

Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is also a spiritual weapon.

It can easily block the evil spirit.

Driving the Yuanmagnetic Divine Light, flying in the gourd.

Yang Ming flew all the way to the deepest part of the gourd.

...

"Little boy, I really don't know what is good or bad, and I have blinded such a good talent for nothing!"

The Taoist sneered.

Although Yang Ming's heel cannot be counted, being included in the treasure gourd proves that Yang Ming is doomed.

Except for the Yuanying stage, no one can survive in the treasure gourd.

The Taoist also believed it now, this Zhang Zhiling is just an ordinary boy, relying on his strong comprehension, groping and cultivating, he has the strength he has today.

But the most important thing is self-knowledge.

No matter how good the talent is, if you don't know how to protect yourself, you're just a dog.

Speaking of qualifications.

The Taoist turned to look at Xiao Yue's body, with greed in his eyes.

In this world, there is no better qualification than the ultimate spiritual root.

As long as Xiao Yue's body is fused, then he will definitely become the proud son of heaven, and become a giant of the ancestors of the Immortal Dao Continent.

Thinking of this, the Taoist was in a good mood.

And his treasure gourd suddenly broke a small hole that cannot be checked.

A vellus-like elemental magnetic divine light flew out, and penetrated into the body of the Taoist in an instant.

Then drilled out from the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiling's body manifested, standing in midair.

"you……"

The excited expression on Taoist's face froze, his Nascent Soul between his eyebrows was completely broken.

He looked at Yang Ming in surprise: "Who the hell are you..."

"Didn't I tell you, I'm just an ordinary academy scholar." Yang Ming smiled lightly.

"Was that Yuanci Divine Light just now?" The Taoist was full of disbelief.

"Well, I comprehended it by accident." Yang Ming said calmly.

"impossible……"

The Taoist was full of disbelief.

Nascent Soul was shattered, his consciousness gradually dissipated, with unwillingness and confusion on his face, he began to dissipate little by little.

"Nothing is Impossible."

The Taoist dissipated, Yang Ming stretched out his hand and rolled over the treasure gourd.

Followed by.

He looked at Murong Qingxue.

The Nascent Soul monster died, and everything in Taiyue City returned to normal.

Murong Qingxue and others also felt that their bodies could move.

Yang Ming said indifferently: "You think highly of yourself and ignore my life and death, just relying on a small middle-grade spiritual root."

"But in fact, my aptitude is a hundred times better than yours."

"So in my eyes, you are nothing more than a lump of flesh and blood from a bloody copulation."

"Your life and death are also worthless in my opinion."

"But I don't kill you, but I want to cut off your immortal journey and make you a mortal."

talking.

Yang Ming used a 96-weight restraint technique, which was buried in Murong Qingxue's body.

This restraint technique will firmly restrain the essence in Murong Qingxue's body.

From then on, Murong Qingxue was not only unable to cultivate, but also became weak and sick.

"you……"

Murong Qingxue's face was pale, and she looked at Yang Ming in horror.

(End of this chapter)