Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 270 Sword Name Saint Comes, Grandmaster Preaches!
In the hearty fight, the avenue has not been obliterated, but the trail has been overturned.

Lin Bei and Luo Yiqing hugged each other and rested for a while, feeling each other's warm breath, and their hearts were at peace for a while.

The spirit ginseng essence recovered slowly over time, and now it has fully recovered, wandering around the limbs and bones, recovering his lost vitality.

The long process of forging the sword with the heart, coupled with hard work and tempering, in the end even the heart and soul were integrated into it, which severely depleted Lin Bei.

After the vitality is depleted, if it cannot be recovered in time, it will damage the vitality.

Fortunately, Lin Bei swallowed various pills in the process of casting the sword, including a large number of Peiyuan pills, which were specially used to nourish vitality.

Although he couldn't completely make up for the exhausted vitality, it also prevented his exhaustion from reaching the basic level of loss.

At this moment, using spiritual ginseng and true essence to make up for recovery, it only takes a period of time to fully replenish the exhausted vitality.

The two embraced and rested for a short while, then both got up.

After drying the sweat mixture.

Each takes out clothes from the storage ring and puts them on.

The relationship between the two has transitioned smoothly from the original ambiguity to a mutual companionship.

"Your quasi-divine weapon, it's best not to expose it, otherwise it will easily attract covetousness... You know, most grandmasters have not been able to own a divine weapon."

Luo Yiqing instructed.

Divine weapons are very valuable, and even ordinary masters cannot obtain them.

If Lin Bei divulged the news about the divine weapon, it might attract great masters to snatch it.

"It's natural."

Lin Bei naturally knew this very well, and he didn't intend to reveal it to anyone except Luo Yiqing, a life-and-death friend.

At least he has to wait for him to become a master before he can use this magical weapon publicly.

"I just don't know if the shadow night wolf will leak the news that I have a quasi-divine weapon..."

Lin Bei frowned slightly. He was exhausted at the time and failed to kill the Shadow Night Wolf, allowing him to escape with his life.

Now that Shadow Night Wolf has learned that Lin Bei has a quasi-spiritual soldier, if he wants to deal with him, he can leak the news.

Luo Yiqing heard the words, but shook her head and said: "I still know a little about the Shadow Night Wolf. It seems to be good at assassination. It retreats when it misses a blow. It never loves to fight."

"In fact, this demon is extremely greedy and arrogant in his heart. Facing the temptation of quasi-divine soldiers, he will definitely not be able to resist. I am afraid that he will not leak it to outsiders, but will continue to lie dormant looking for opportunities to snatch it again."

Luo Yiqing's words made Lin Bei feel very reasonable. Most of the masters couldn't resist the temptation of quasi-skilled soldiers.

If it was an ordinary warrior, after losing to Lin Bei, he might just spread the news directly with the mentality of "I don't want to have you if I can't get it".

But as the No. 2 Shadow Night Wolf on the Hidden Dragon List, I'm afraid he wouldn't have such an idea.

The genius who can be on the Qianlong list is not a person who is lonely in his heart.

If the Shadow Night Wolf is really as lonely and arrogant as Luo Yiqing said, then he will definitely lurk down, wait for the opportunity, and strike again to snatch the quasi-spiritual weapon.

Lin Bei looked at the magic sword in his hand. It was also shaped like an eight-sided Han sword.

The Eight-faced Han Sword is easy to use, and Lin Bei directly used it as a template when casting the Shenbing, without making other changes.

"Do you want to give it a name?"

Luo Yiqing leaned forward, stretched out her jade hand to caress the blade, her eyes were full of envy.

Thinking that the first disciple of Xuanyue Sect, the majestic martial arts sect, did not have a quasi-divine weapon, but Lin Bei, a casual martial artist, had already forged a quasi-divine weapon with his own hands.

"Is the name..."

Lin Bei was about to refuse, but suddenly felt the excitement coming from the magic sword.

"Since you want a name, I'll give you one..."

Lin Bei sensed the desire of the magic soldier, so he began to think about the name.

Seeing this, Luo Yiqing's beautiful eyes showed anticipation, wanting to see what name Lin Bei would give this magic weapon.

Lin Bei searched his guts, thought about it, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and said: "My ambition is to become a martial saint, since you are my soldier, then you will be a martial artist in the future, why not call you Shenglin! "

"Holy arrival?!"

There was a gleam of light in Luo Yiqing's eyes.

The magic weapon is here, and the martial saint is here!
It seems that Lin Bei is so confident about being promoted to a martial saint in the future that he even named his troops as a martial saint.

Clang clang clang!
The sharp sword of the divine soldier trembled and screamed, conveying the excitement and joy, obviously very satisfied with the name.

"Now Shenglin's spirituality is still weak, so it can only be called a quasi-divine weapon. If he wants to continue to transform his spirituality, he must continue to cultivate it with hard work for a hundred years, or find a treasure that can enlighten his spirituality..."

Luo Yiqing analyzed for Lin Bei: "I feel that the exercises you practice are a bit weird. They seem to be able to quickly replenish vitality and reduce the loss. If so, maybe you can continue to cultivate it for 30 to [-] years and you will be able to make Shenglin Spiritual metamorphosis..."

"Two or thirty years..."

Lin Bei smacked his lips, feeling that it was too long.

However, he feels that his skills will continue to improve, and it won't take that long at all, maybe ten or eight years will be enough.

Well, ten or eight years is long enough...

Lin Bei couldn't help but set his sights on the spiritual treasure.

As if guessing what Lin Bei wanted to ask, Luo Yiqing took the initiative to introduce: "I do know a few treasures that can instill spirituality, such as Enlightening Spirit Grass, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root Jade Dew Spring Breeze Willow..."

She narrated several treasures that she knew could enlighten spirituality.

While chatting, the two returned to Linjiang County City.

Back in the city, Luo Yiqing called her subordinates and asked if any major events had happened in the city during this time.

After some questioning, I learned about the screaming of swords all over the city.

Nowadays, such discussions are everywhere in the streets and alleys, in teahouses and restaurants.

There are various speculations, but the most guessed one is the appearance of the divine weapon. This guess is also the most credible. After all, there have been rumors of the divine soldier appearing and swords roaring all over the city before.

Lin Bei and Luo Yiqing looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding in their hearts.

Besides, there was another piece of news that surprised both of them.

"The old sword formation is going to preach on Jiangxin Island?!"

Luo Yiqing was surprised.

Lin Bei was equally astonished.

The old man Jianzhen is a legendary figure in Dafeng. It is rumored that he was born as a casual cultivator, and with the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, he climbed to the top master step by step.

And the seven disciples under his sect are all masters now, and in the aspect of preaching and imparting karma, few people can compare with them.

As a master of swordsmanship from a casual cultivator background, the old man Jianzhen knows the hardships of a casual cultivator, so he will choose a place every five years to give public lectures to solve doubts.

His sermons do not distinguish between men, women and children, and he is not allowed to practice casually from aristocratic families. It can be said that there is no distinction between teaching and learning.

"Jiangxin Island... the Jiangxin Island of Hongjiang, it seems to be not far from Linjiang County!"

"Linjiang City is going to be lively again!"

Lin Bei couldn't help showing a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The supreme master preached, and he was also a master of swordsmanship. As a master of swordsmanship, how could he not listen to it.

(End of this chapter)