wicked immortal

"I don't want to fly with the sword yet." Zhao Yuan sighed.

"Brother, it's not like you. You need to reach the level of Yujian flying... Let's use a simple analogy. With your current strength, you can only lift [-] catties, even if you can play tricks and easily You can easily pick up five hundred catties, but if you can’t do one thousand catties, you can’t do it. You have reached the early stage of Yujian’s flight. Although you can make the flying sword move with effort, it’s just a move, and it’s useless to spend more energy ..."

"Is there any way?" Zhao Yuan sighed.

"Monk, remember, you didn't reach the critical point last time, but now you have improved. What's the reason?"

Zhao Yuanyuan told Monk Tianxin about the battle outside Heishui City.

"Fight! It seems that you are a hard-working person by nature, and you can only improve your strength by fighting constantly in adversity. The Enemy of Thousands you practice and the Dragon Armor Curse seem to be complementary to each other. If you If you want to make a breakthrough in spiritual energy, you must practice Ten Thousand Enemies."

"...but...but, there is no suitable environment for cultivation. By the way, monk, you should have something like the secret book of cultivation. Why don't you get me a simple one and start practicing again?" Zhao Yuan's expression was vague. .

"Brother, the monk said that your current situation is no longer a matter of cultivation secrets. Your age is no longer suitable for cultivation. It is useless to give you ordinary cultivation secrets. On the contrary, it is beneficial for those thousands of people to be hostile to you. You have said it yourself, and Mrs. Suxin also raised this question. Don’t underestimate Mrs. Suxin, she is very famous in the cultivation world. Don’t think about it, now, the only way to do it is to persist in cultivating Dragon Armor Curse, see if a miracle can appear."

"persist in!"

Zhao Yuan nodded fiercely.

This time, Zhao Yuan was completely resigned, and he strengthened his determination to practice "The Enemy of Thousands".

For a long time, Zhao Yuan felt that "The Enemy of Ten Thousand People" was a bit unreliable. His dream was to fly with a sword and become a true cultivator. What made him vomit blood was that the brute force in "The Enemy of Ten Thousand People" None of the three realms, the realm of eyesight, the realm of bright eyes, and the realm of wisdom, can fly with the sword.

Fortunately, apart from "The Enemy of Thousands of People", Zhao Yuan still has a glimmer of hope.

The "Dragon Armor Curse" and "The Enemy of Thousands" seem to be complementary. If you enter the realm of "force", you may be able to fly with a sword.

Zhao Yuan really wanted to fly with the sword.

Zhao Yuan really wanted to go back to Wan's house to see Wan Ling'er, the two twin nuns, and Fairy Caixia...

……

"By the way, monk, how is your situation?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"No, in order to save you, the necromantic energy that the monk managed to gather completely dissipated. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang boat, the monk would have almost lost his life." The monk said sadly.

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Take your time, the monk is neither human nor ghost, hey..."

"Don't worry, I will make you a Sanxian." Zhao Yuan comforted.

"I hope, the monk doesn't even know what he is now. He is both an evil spirit and a fierce soul. He can't go up to the sky or down to the ground. If the monk dies, I don't know if the legendary Hades will accept the monk. The monk is worried..."

"Cough cough..."

"Zhao Yuan, the monk recently healed his wounds in the ink-colored sword, thinking and thinking, thinking and thinking, and suddenly thought of a problem."

"Ok?"

"What do you think, the monk, where did those cultivators who became immortals go? Where did the ancient gods and Buddhas live? When the monk thought about it, he suddenly realized..."

"what?"

"There is a magic circle space in this small black sword, which can absorb spiritual energy to drive the sword to fly, and it can also be used for monks to practice. According to this theory, will there be a space like this small black sword, but the space is so huge that you can Let many immortals live in it... Maybe, that space is like the Zhanyun Continent, like the Great Qin Empire..."

"This is too complicated. However, there is room for the Sumeru Precepts. What you said may be true, but if you want to prove it, you can only prove it after you have attained Taoism and immortality. It is meaningless to discuss it now."

"That's right, the monk is still practicing honestly. By the way, although your two realms of spiritual energy are not enough, the killing spirit is extremely strong. The monk lives in the black little sword, and he really can't bear the fierce force." Lingqi, you'd better find another flying sword to toss about, otherwise, that day the monk will be driven out of his wits by you and never be reborn."

"Well, I still have a few flying swords... No, those are the flying swords of some disciples of Fanjingmen, they can't be used... Don't worry, I will find a way." Zhao Yuan immediately vetoed it, he didn't want to reveal his identity Become the target of the world's number one cultivation sect.

"Okay, thank you monk, you can practice slowly, the monk wants to refine the yin-yang boat."

"Refining Yin-Yang Ship?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"Of course, after refining the yin-yang boat, the monk's soul will be integrated with the yin-yang boat, and the monk will not need to live in the small black sword, but will directly possess your spiritual consciousness."

"come on."

"come on!"

The two encouraged each other, and practiced on their own.

In order to avoid disturbing the practice of the Tianxin monk, Zhao Yuan changed to the Black Heart Divine Wood Sword. Unfortunately, although the Black Heart Divine Wood Sword is a cruel ancient weapon, it is a piece of dead wood, and there is no magic circle driven by spiritual energy at all. , I had no choice but to give up, and changed to the flying sword of Senior Brother Fanjingmen.

Although the quality of Master Fanjingmen's flying sword is good, it is not a magical weapon. It is comparable to the black sword, but it is much bigger.

If it is said that the small black sword still moves occasionally, then the senior brother's flying sword has no reaction to Zhao Yuan's two condensed spiritual energy.Obviously, the senior brother's flying sword has a restriction, and the restriction needs to be refined. Only by becoming the new master of the flying sword can the flying sword be driven.

Zhao Yuan's current aura is suppressed by the realm, and he can't even fly with the sword. Naturally, he can't refine the senior brother's flying sword formation, let alone re-impose the restriction, so he has no choice but to give up and practice the realm of brute force honestly, repeatedly. complex practice.

Today, the weather was sunny, and Zhao Yuan, who had been stagnant in his cultivation, was a little upset, so he opened the door to the garden to bask in the sun.

At this time, it has come to autumn, the weather is getting cooler, and the sun is warm, making people drowsy.

As soon as Zhao Yuan sat down, Xiao Chong rushed in, as if he had been peeping not far away.

"Brother Yuan, you're finally out of customs." Qiu Xiaochong hugged Zhao Yuan with tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong! What's wrong with Xiao Cui?" Looking at the tearful Qiu Xiaochong, Zhao Yuan was startled, thinking that something happened to Xiao Cui.

"Xiaocui is fine, I have something to do, she agreed to let me serve as a soldier, uh... a soldier..."

"Oh..." Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Explain clearly."

"My father said that I'm too lazy to work, and I'm doing nothing all day to cause trouble for him. I entrusted the relationship to find the guard of Heishui City and asked me to go to the army to exercise. I... I disagree... I said that Xiaocui disagreed, You know, my father went straight to Xiao Cui, and the two hit it off without saying a few words... woo woo..."

"Isn't it great to be a soldier! Why are you so afraid?"

"Brother Yuan, I'm dizzy with blood! To be a soldier is to fight, and to fight is to kill people. Think about it, if I go to the battlefield and have not yet started the battle, I will be fainted by the blood all over the ground. What if I am killed? What if the horse steps on his hands, feet and head? What if he is shot by random arrows?"

"Ahem...that's a problem. What does Xiaocui say?"