Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

"Unexpectedly, there are additional gains in this trip!"

After bidding farewell to Grandmaster Yueyang, Lin Bei held the divine weapon Shenglin sword in his hand, and communicated with the spirituality in it.

The spirituality that has just been transformed and promoted is almost the same as that of a normal person. The difference is that sword spirits and humans are still different creatures after all, and their thinking patterns are different.

For example, for the sword spirit, to be loyal to the master, to kill the enemy and protect the way for the master is the supreme law!
This kind of thinking goes deep into the root of the sword spirit, just like carbon-based creatures need to eat and drink, it belongs to the survival instinct.

Other than that, the spiritual intelligence is basically the same as that of ordinary people.

In terms of spirituality, Shenglin Sword may not be able to compare with Tianji Feiyi, but the latter is depressed and does not have a high degree of recognition for Lin Bei. Although he can be loyal to him and let him drive him, his enthusiasm is not satisfactory.

On the contrary, because the Shenglin Sword was forged with Lin Bei's painstaking efforts and soul, it has a high degree of fit, and the inner spirit has a very high positive attitude towards it.

Therefore, with Lin Bei's cultivation of the second level of the true spirit, driving the magic soldier to fly wings failed to exert half of its power.

And using the divine weapon Holy Arrival, you can achieve half of its power!

"Now that my strength has increased again, I should be regarded as a master among the great masters. It is no problem to deal with the five great masters of the true spirit, and I can even challenge the grand masters of the sixth true spirit!"

Holding two magical weapons in his hands, Lin Bei suddenly felt his confidence swell.

One attacking divine weapon and one auxiliary divine weapon, although his cultivation is only at the second level of the true spirit, but with this capital, he can also have the strength to deal with the master of the fifth level of the true spirit.

He may even have the strength to challenge the sixth level of the true spirit, but the outcome is uncertain!

"But compared to those top grandmasters, I'm still inferior"

Lin Bei recalled the battle of several top grandmasters that he witnessed at the top of the white clouds.

Whether it is Grandmaster Jinyang, Grandmaster Canglan, or Grandmaster Mad Saber, they are all better than themselves at this time!
And their three great masters all have the record of challenging the top masters!

As for the ruthless Yu Tianji, Lin Bei even witnessed him directly defeating the supreme master Sun Yuanba, which is far from what Lin Bei at this time can compare with.

You know, challenge and defeat are not the same thing at all!

The gap cannot be explained simply.

Only by truly fighting against one of them can we personally experience the gap in strength between the two.

Lin Bei's combat power is still far from the top master.

For this distance, one must calm down, continue to retreat for several years, and improve the realm of cultivation and the realm of skills before there is hope of crossing it.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to reach the sky in one step with only the external force of the magic weapon!
"Coming!"

Zhao Caiyan is still leading the way ahead, she has left an accurate route map, and there seems to be a way to return to that location.

Therefore, even though the mountain range was surrounded by black fog all the year round, it still couldn't block her sight.

At least, Lin Bei didn't see the slightest panic in her, nor did she find that she had a tendency to go around in circles.

Obviously, along the way, Zhao Caiyan was confident and led Lin Bei to the place where the poisonous dragons lived.

"There are two demon cubs in that nest, they seem to be brothers, and judging by their appearance, they seem to be the elders of the Beast Sect."

Zhao Caiyan once again introduced to Lin Bei the people in the Demon Sect she met, the poisonous dragon, and the geographical environment of that area, etc.

In fact, on the way here, she had already talked about it no less than three times.

Lin Bei was quite patient, listening carefully, and at the same time raised his own doubts: "We have spent seven or eight days on our way, are you sure that the poisonous dragon was not killed by the two elders of the beast sect?"

The Beast Sect is one of the six Sects of the Demon Dao, which Lin Bei had encountered before in Changsheng Town.

At that time, the disciples of the Beast Sect and the Golden Corpse Sect mixed together, triggering a beast tide in Changyin Mountain, almost destroying Changsheng Town.

After the beast tide subsided, the group of them went to Zhangjiabao again, only to be bumped into by Lin Bei again.

It can be said that Lin Bei's hands were contaminated with the lives of the disciples of the Golden Corpse Sect and the Beast Sect.

"It has been four or five years in the blink of an eye, and now I have been able to confront the elders of the six schools of magic."

Lin Bei couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Back then in Changsheng Town, he was only an outer disciple of the Six Demon Sects, which made him feel the cruelty of the world.

But now, he has already been able to wrestle with the grandmaster-level elders of the Six Demon Sects!

"Don't worry, the Poison Dragon's strength is terrifying, no less than that of a top Grandmaster. Coupled with the geographical advantage, even though the two elders of the Beast Sect have three Grandmaster-level beasts, it is extremely difficult to kill it big."

"What's more, these two people don't want to kill this poisonous dragon, but want to enslave it and take it as a spiritual pet to strengthen their own strength!"

"This also makes them much more difficult. Only by relying on time to wear down the dragon's willpower and make it covered in bruises can it be possible to enslave it!"

Zhao Caiyan opened the way ahead and explained without looking back.

"This violent chick is actually so capable, daring to make a poisonous idea comparable to a top grandmaster!"

Lin Bei had great admiration for Zhao Caiyan's courage. He could see that although this woman was strong, at most she was only as good as him.

She didn't dare to provoke the top grandmaster yet, yet she dared to provoke him, and even retreated unscathed.

"Perhaps Senior Sheng has some tricks on her."

Thinking of this woman's luxurious equipment, Lin Bei couldn't help guessing.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Bei heard the movement from a few miles away, and his heart moved slightly: "It seems to have arrived at the destination!"

And Zhao Caiyan's next move also confirmed his guess.

She stretched out a scallion white jade finger, pressed it to her lips, made a "shush" motion, and then motioned for Lin Beimao to lean over and approach her.

Lin Bei didn't think too much, and approached cautiously.

The two were close together, slowed their pace, and continued to move forward. It didn't take long before they saw a swamp suddenly appearing in front of them.

This swamp has a range of several miles, and the stench is pungent. The mist that is blacker than the black mist condenses and lingers, even with a hint of dark green, which should be marsh gas.

Covered by the black mist, Lin Bei and the two hid behind a big tree and looked far into the distance. Through the layers of black mist, they could barely see the two sides fighting fiercely in the swamp.

"hold head high--"

A five or six feet long dark green flood dragon rolled in the swamp, roaring like a dragon and like a snake, the sound was deafening.

"What a poisonous dragon, indeed has the strength comparable to that of a top grandmaster!"

Although he just stood on the sidelines from a distance, Lin Bei could still see the strength of this Jiao, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However, at this moment, this Poisonous Flood Dragon, which is comparable to a top Grandmaster, is covered in scars, a large piece of scales has been peeled off, and there are various injuries on his body. Although none of them are fatal, they have already exhausted him.

hold head high!hold head high!hold head high--

The poisonous dragon roared in grief and anger, its huge body struggled vigorously, and the swamp was stirred and splashed, and the huge waves surged into the sky.

Around it, three big master-level beasts are besieging it.

They are: a golden-feathered and silver-clawed eagle, a red-haired silver-backed ape, and a poisonous arrow black turtle. (end of this chapter)