Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 155
After Tianqiong Zhao Huai struck a sword.

At the end of the straight street, the body of the man in the martial arts robe was already riddled with holes, and blood from countless sword marks overflowed from his body surface.

There is a golden pill on the chest, but it is like broken ceramics, as if it will fall apart in the next second.

"Prince Great Yan really lives up to his reputation. Both immortals and demons have underestimated you. The descendants of the Yan ancestors have truly stood up when they came to your lineage. Maybe if you give you a hundred years, you may not be able to hit the ground that no one has been able to achieve in 500 years. realm."

Even though the man in the martial arts robe was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he still had a miserable smile on his face.

"You guys mobilize so many teachers, it shouldn't be just for the ancestors."

Zhao Huai raised his sword and stood directly opposite him, and said calmly.

Although there are rumors from the outside world that the secret of becoming an immortal is contained in the ancestor artifact, it is a hypothesis after all, and no one has really confirmed it.

He got the ancestral artifact, didn't he also get any so-called secrets?

Therefore, he speculated that there should be other purposes for the demon sect to attack the rule of the immortal sect so impatiently.

"you guess."

Facing Zhao Huai's question, the man in the martial robe gave an evil laugh.

It seems very proud.

Zhao Huai also wanted to ask a few questions, which were related to the movement of the Demon Gate.

As a result, the other party made a move that surprised him. The man in the martial robe raised the golden pill in his hand, and the surrounding aura twisted, and the billowing devilish energy scattered out, filling the entire street.

Like a collapsing pole.

"I won't give you a chance to grow up!"

The man in the martial robe laughed wildly.

"No, he wants to blew himself up!"

Zhao Huai narrowed his eyes, aware of the other party's intentions, and recalled the red smoke he saw on the faces of passers-by on the street.

The sword in hand no longer hesitates.

The whole sword was pushed out in an instant, and with a "swoosh", the long sword came out of its sheath.

Like a green snake coming out of its hole, the sword is thick and thick.

With just one breath of effort, the golden pill in the opponent's hand was pierced.

Halfway through the explosion of the golden core, it was forcibly stopped, but the destructive aura still remained in the air.

The power of self-explosion of a cultivator's Qi Sea is undoubtedly amazing, let alone a Rank [-] Golden Core cultivator, this burst of power can definitely level a city.

The martial robe man's whole body has been blown into blood mist by the power of self-explosion, and the unstable mana released from the golden core is still overflowing.

"boom!"

The remaining aftermath shook out, blowing away all the tiles on the surrounding attics.

Zhao Huai glanced at the shivering civilians hiding in the house, and rushed towards the center of the explosion.

The solid sword intent on his body surged like a tide, and with a movement of his fingers, the unsheathed flying sword turned around in the air and turned back.

An extremely powerful sword energy burst out and pierced towards the center of the explosion.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided together, making a loud noise.

I don't know how long it took before the movement subsided slowly.

"call"

Zhao Huai patted the floating dust with his hands, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the streets that were still in good condition.

Even he himself didn't know why he did it.

It was just a momentary reaction.

"hiss!"

Zhao Huai took a breath, and glanced at his right hand holding the sword, trembling slightly, with a little blood on it.

Fortunately, [Innate Hegemony Body] is alive, and the wound is constantly healing.

At the moment of crisis just now, facing the remaining power, he mobilized his whole body's sword intent and stabbed with a sword, which happened to offset the remaining power of Jin Dan's self-explosion.

Just a trace of power can hurt him.

Fortunately, the power of Jindan was not fully erupted, otherwise the whole Nanyu Mansion would suffer.

He walked to the pit in the center of the blast and picked up his sword.

It was found that there were cracks on the Lingjian sword.

"Hey"

Zhao Huai stroked the blue spirit sword, and could not help but sigh.

This sword has been with him for a long time.

It was found from the mysterious ring at first, but with the number and scale of battles, the spirit sword has been damaged.

It can't be blamed that the magic weapon is too fragile, because the enemies he faces are all powerful people.

This spiritual sword and magic weapon suitable for foundation-building monks is no longer enough.

In other words, he needs a stronger sword.

For sword cultivators, the sword in their hands is their second life.

The damaged spirit sword is not good news for Zhao Huai.

If a sword repairer loses his sword, his combat power will undoubtedly drop by a notch.

Just when Zhao Huai was thinking about whether he should go to the Tianwu Guild to buy a spirit sword.

Several streamers of light appeared in the sky and fell to the ground.

The leader is a middle-aged man with two beards, wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword. The others are quite young and seem to be sect disciples.

Seeing the mess around him, the middle-aged man was obviously very surprised, and then moved his eyes to Zhao Huai.

He stepped forward, came in front of Zhao Huai, and said in a respectful tone:

"I am Liu Gongren, the elder of the Spirit Elephant Sect. He came here to protect His Highness the Crown Prince when he sensed the movement here. I didn't expect that His Highness the Crown Prince's cultivation is so good that he can settle this evil obstacle by himself."

Zhao Huai nodded, secretly thinking that he guessed right.

The Nanyu Mansion had an incident involving the Demon Cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Palace, so the vigilance was strengthened, guarding around important state capitals to prevent the Demon Cultivator from causing chaos.

But under the protection of the various sects, there are still remnants of demon cultivators.

He glanced at the cheek of Liu Gongren, the elder of the Spirit Elephant Sect, and a wisp of faint white air floated around his face. The intensity was much higher than that of the Foundation Establishment disciples at the side, and it must be at the Jindan stage.

But compared to the man in the martial robe before, there is still a lot of difference.

This showed that even if he came early, he might not be the opponent of that demon cultivator.

Zhao Huai kept his composure and said with a smile: "Elder, I have a heart, and I just won by a narrow margin. This demon cultivator blew up his golden core and almost caused a catastrophe. You guys came in time. If other demon cultivators come , I am powerless to resist."

Liu Gongren straightened his face when he heard the words, and said seriously: "Your Highness, don't worry, my Spirit Elephant Sect is a sect under the Taoist Temple of Longevity, and I will absolutely swear to protect Your Highness's safety."

Right now, Dayan maintains the stability in the south, and Prince Dayan is the core figure, someone who must not die. This is not only their mission, but also their responsibility.

Zhao Huai glanced at the other party and thought: the current situation is turbulent, and it's not about the situation of Xianmen. It's better to ask this elder, maybe he will know more inside information.

He couldn't help asking: "I heard that Headmaster Wuji has passed away. This is a major event that cannot be ignored in the world of cultivating immortals. Is Lingshan still safe and sound?"

Liu Gongren first sighed, and then explained:
"Yes, Taoist Wuji is the pillar of the world of cultivating immortals. It is indeed a pity that he has fallen, but His Highness does not need to worry too much. The Wuji Immortal Sect has sent ten hundred-year-old swordsmen to guard the ten entrances of Lingshan. They also sent people down the mountain to strengthen the order of control, so nothing will happen."

"That's good."

After hearing this, Zhao Huai was finally relieved.

It seems that the situation is not as serious as it is. The demon sect has been dormant for a long time, but the major sects headed by Lingshan are not easy to provoke.

In the silence of the air, Liu Gongren saw the Broken Spirit Sword in Zhao Huai's hand, and couldn't help asking, "Is this His Highness's sword?"

Zhao Huai sighed and said:
"Yeah, this sword has been with me for a long time, but it still can't resist the aftermath of Jindan's self-explosion, so it was damaged."

"This should not be His Royal Highness's natal magic weapon, it looks like an ordinary magic weapon."

Liu Gongren observed the broken spirit sword and asked a question.

"Is there any difference between the two?"

Zhao Huai asked.

"Naturally there is a difference." Liu Gongren nodded, and patiently explained: "At the beginning of the ancient times, the two races of human and monsters were born. At that time, the human race was the ration of demons and had no power to resist. It was not until the appearance of the magic weapon that the human race had The cost of self-protection, but the number of magic weapons is limited, not enough to use, so the human race pondered for thousands of years, and learned to forge magic weapons."

"As for magic treasures, there are one to nine stars. Your highness must be aware of this, and this happens to be the rank of the forged magic treasure, not the rank of the spirit treasure."

"Dharma treasure, and spirit treasure?" Zhao Huai asked doubtfully.

"That's right, magic weapons are cast by human monks, incorporating a lot of skills and the will of the human race themselves. On the other hand, spiritual treasures are born of heaven and earth, and they are naturally formed magic weapons, so their value is very high and extremely precious."

"What's the difference between the two?"

Zhao Huai asked.

Liu Gongren smiled: "Man-made magic weapons have fixed grades. If you want to increase the star rating, you can only dissolve and recast them, or change them. They are completely consumables, but Lingbao is different. They are heaven and earth. The product of this can always accompany the monks, continue to grow, become strong when encountering strong ones, and can independently improve the rank."

"The only downside is that you can't find a suitable spirit treasure. It's quite random. Unlike magic treasures, you can create what you need."

"So that's how it is. That's why a cultivator only needs one spirit treasure." Zhao Huai suddenly nodded, understanding the difference between the two.

"Not necessarily. Those who have a great chance can obtain multiple pieces of spiritual treasure protection, which is beyond the envy of others."

Liu Gongren smiled dumbly, and then continued:

"The natal magic weapon is different. It has both the advantages of the magic weapon and the spiritual treasure. The natal magic weapon can become stronger with the growth of the monk's cultivation base, and it can be cast by the monk himself, so he can choose the style he needs."

"Oh?"

Zhao Huai's eyes brightened. He undoubtedly needs a talisman at hand right now, but after thinking about it, he chuckled lightly and said:

"The talisman is so easy to use, it should be hard to get."

Everything in the world has a balance, there are advantages and disadvantages, and if one aspect is outstanding, it will inevitably erect extremely high bottlenecks in other fields.

"That's right, forging a talisman requires a lot of money. The materials are expensive and difficult to create. Financial resources are not enough. Secondly, luck is needed. At the very least, an innate spirit treasure is required to be cast. It will discourage a large number of monks."

Liu Gongren twirled his beard and smiled.

"The elder said so much, is it just to make me come back?"

Zhao Huai smiled wryly.

"Hehehe!"

Liu Gongren laughed, and said: "Of course not. The deeds of Prince Dayan are widely spread in today's world of cultivating immortals. Now that I see the strength of the prince, I realize that Lingshan should invite the prince to go up the mountain."

Zhao Huai raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't Xianmen the most advocating non-interference with the world, and the world only asks the Xianmen?"

"Now His Highness has seen that the meddling of mage monks in secular affairs has been repeatedly prohibited, and has reached the verge of collapse. If the fairy sect continues to sit back and watch, the world will be in chaos."

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. The fairy gate is not pedantic. The ten sword bearers in front of the Lingshan Gate are the best signal."

Zhao Huai thought for a while, then calmly said:

"Is that what you mean, or"

"The Lord wants to see you."

Liu Gongren finally opened the skylight and spoke brightly.

"Longevity Taoism?"

"good."

Zhao Huai searched in his mind, the Taoist Temple of Longevity is one of the five great celestial sects, and it is also the state religion that Dayan believes in.

His ten thousand swords returning to the sect and the century-old ginseng fruit were given by the Taoist temple of longevity.

"His Royal Highness can take advantage of this trip to create his favorite talisman. Lingshan is not only the territory of the immortal sect, but also the place where major sects and various caves and heavens are occupied. will receive the highest hospitality."

After hearing these words, Zhao Huai only felt emotion in his heart.

Once upon a time, I was rejected by the sect several times because of my poor spiritual root aptitude.

Today is different.

In the past, he couldn't even enter the Zongmen's gate, but now he has to invite himself to go even if he is a fairy gate.

Zhao Huai hurriedly agreed to the request.

Instead, he returned to Yantang Manor, explained to Song Zhishu about the preparations for the war and the various arrangements of Dayan, and then decided to go to Lingshan.

Zhao Huai looked at the smiling Liu Gongren, thinking that he was finally going to enter the land of Lingshan where the fairy gate is located, and he was still a little nervous, so he couldn't help but take a breath and said:
"Elder, lead the way."

Daxia Palace.

The deep palace Zhuqiang is usually quiet and quiet, but today it is busy.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army stood upright, standing between the inside and the outside.

An extremely luxurious red sedan chair came out of the palace.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Yu Qinghan looked at the sleeping brother and sister in the car, with a soft smile on his face.

She didn't wear the emperor's robe, but changed into a dark blue, slim-fitting outfit, obviously planning to go out.

Today is the day to send the child to Lingshan.

She must be worried about handing it over to others, after all, only her cultivation base is the highest in the palace.

So, she plans to go in person.

In a year, with the blessing of the fairy root, there is no doubt that her cultivation base has no bottlenecks, and she has already broken through to the golden elixir realm, and is the highest seven-turn golden elixir in the world.

If people from the outside world knew about it, how many people's jaws would be shocked to go from foundation establishment to golden core in one year.

Sudden.

The slowly shaking sedan chair stopped, causing Yu Qinghan to frown.

This is the sedan chair of the current Great Xia Emperor, who would dare to stop it?
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

A magnetic man's voice sounded, with a smile in his tone.

Yu Qinghan raised a corner of the bead curtain and saw the identity of the person coming.

It was her uncle, Changning Wang Peiming.

Facing this person, Yu Qinghan was not in a good mood, blocked the child behind him, and said indifferently:
"Where I want to go, uncle still wants to take care of it?"

The other party's tone was aggressive, and Pei Ming was not angry, but smiled and said, "Of course not, Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand me. I just came over to say hello after seeing your guard of honor."

Seeing his hypocritical appearance, Yu Qinghan only felt disgusted, and said coldly: "I've done the fight now, let me go."

After finishing speaking, he put down the bead curtain, knocked on the wall of the sedan chair, and motioned to continue walking.

As the sedan chair went away, Pei Ming looked at his back, narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"Sure enough, there are ghosts."

"Do you think I really don't know anything this year? It's been a year, my good niece, you are really a big shelf."

outside the capital.

"You go back."

Yu Qinghan said this to the people in the palace.

After finishing speaking, he fixed the two children on his body and headed towards Lingshan.

(End of this chapter)