Sword of Immortals

The stars change, the sun and the moon change!

Time flies, and the time flies!

In a blink of an eye, six years have passed.

The land of China has undergone many changes.But Daoyi didn't know it, because he was still concentrating on cultivating in Shura Hell.

Six years of painstaking practice has allowed him to reach the current state of innate Dzogchen from the fifth stage of martial arts.Now he is attacking the golden core realm, but he has condensed several times before, but finally failed.

In this regard, he was not discouraged, because he knew that the golden core realm was a big hurdle, and it was not easy to achieve, and it required a lot of accumulated experience.Therefore, he tried again and again, absorbing experience and lessons again and again.

In addition to hitting the Golden Core Realm, he also tried to open the first floor of the Shura Tower during the period, but he only tried once and gave up.Because the taboo of the seal on the Shura Pagoda is too powerful, it is not possible for him who is born in the state of Dzogchen to break it.

Therefore, he wants to wait until he succeeds in attacking the golden core, and then try again. Maybe only in this way will he have a chance.

Time has no concept in Daoyi, because he has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cultivation of the golden core.

Time flies, years go by!

Another year passed, but Daoyi still failed to reach the Jindan realm.

But he is about to succeed, because after a year of hard work and accumulation of experience, he has seen the dawn of success.

"I will succeed this time!" Daoyi cheered himself up.

Thus, Daoyi started his 81 times of condensing the alchemy, the pure energy of essence gathered from the meridians of the body to the dantian, and slowly formed a small vortex in the dantian.As time went by, the vortex became bigger and bigger, and the true qi from all over the body was sucked in, even the blood evil qi outside the body was no exception, they were all sucked into the vortex.

Gradually, a golden light the size of a grain of sand appeared in the vortex.Slowly, the golden grains of sand are getting bigger.

After 81 days, Daoyi suddenly let out a roar: "Ah! Finally succeeded!"

Daoyi jumped up happily. After more than a year of unremitting efforts, he finally successfully advanced to the Jindan realm.

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the door of cultivation." That ethereal voice sounded again.

Daoyi clenched his fists and said joyfully, "I can clearly feel the meridians all over my body, and I can even feel the flow of blood. This feels really good!"

"This is just the beginning, enjoy the fun of cultivation! You have just condensed into a golden core, and it is not stable yet, so let's stabilize it first!"

Daoyi nodded and said, "Understood!"

It took Daoyi a month to stabilize the golden elixir and familiarize himself with the supernatural powers and supernatural powers that appeared in the golden elixir realm, and finally understood all of them.

After Daoyi adjusted his state to the best, he entered his sea of ​​consciousness and came to the Shura Tower.

The Asura Pagoda is a blood-red nine-story pagoda. Its appearance is somewhat similar to a Buddhist pagoda, but its temperament is completely different. It can be said to be two opposite extremes.One is solemn and upright, and the other is evil and dark.

Every time he sees the Shura Pagoda, Daoyi has an inexplicable impulse and hatred in his heart. Perhaps it is because of this thing that his family is ruined.

Daoyi suppressed his hatred, and came to the gate of Shura Tower, activated the true energy in his body, circulated it to his palms, and suddenly raised his hand and swung it on the gate.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang!The blood burst out, the energy scattered, and the morality was bounced back.

"Impossible!" Daoyi didn't dare to imagine, so he tried a few more times.But the result was still the same, they were all bounced back.

"How could this happen? It shouldn't be!" Daoyi was so depressed that he couldn't get away. How long would he have to wait before he could leave this hell?

Morality was in a hurry, and he squandered all the powerful moves he could use.However, everything is in vain.

"Ah! How can I open it!" Qi Daoyi raised his arms and raised his arms to the sky and shouted.

After Daoyi vented, his emotions gradually calmed down.

I can't be in a hurry, there must be a way to open it.This seal is strong when it is strong, and it is impossible to open it with brute force.But without brute force, what else can be used?

Daoyi fell into contemplation, and after a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "Spiritual power! Yes, since brute force doesn't work, then only spiritual power is the only thing. Hmm! It must be spiritual power!"

Thinking of this, Daoyi immediately calmed down and began to use the power of the spiritual altar to try to open the door of the first floor.

When the spiritual force came into contact with the seal on the door, it was not as strongly resisted as the real energy force, but it penetrated easily.

Haha... Sure enough, this seal taboo can only be broken with mental power.Daoyi smiled happily.

But in the next second, his smile froze, because his mental strength could only pass through half of the seal taboo, and he couldn't go inside.

Morality is depressed, no way!Don't play with people like this!

Depressed is depressed, unhappy is unhappy, but he still has to move on, because he can only leave this hell if he breaks the taboo of the seal and obtains the weapons inside.

Ever since, at the end of the day, Daoyi began to practice his spiritual power.The cultivation of spiritual power is not much more difficult than the cultivation of true energy.Because he is not your hard work, you will be successful.It requires an opportunity and an epiphany accumulated through life experience.

What Daoyi has experienced is obviously not enough, but during the seven years in hell, he has seen many people's life experiences, deaths, vendettas, and so on.

He was thinking about it over and over again, so as to stimulate his spirit to transform and sublimate.

After more than half a year of unremitting efforts, he finally succeeded in raising his spiritual power to a higher level, and successfully opened the first floor of the Shura Tower.At the same time, he felt that his enjoyment had undergone a transformation, and his energy in all aspects had been greatly improved, especially in the control of his true energy.

When Daoyi stepped in, a laugh suddenly sounded: "Haha... You really didn't disappoint me."

Daoyi was stunned by the sight in front of him. There were no seats or benches in the tower as he had imagined, but nothing but barrenness.And he himself stood in the middle of the wasteland, a hundred meters in front of him, with a long spear stuck in it.

Daoyi walked over and took a closer look, and found that it was a rusty long spear, one foot and one foot three in length, with a flat, wide and slender head, nothing special about it.

"This is the weapon you mentioned?" Daoyi was a little disappointed.

"That's right! Don't look at it being rusty now, in the past it was the most feared number one demon soldier."

Daoyi shook his head and said, "It's not like that!"

"Pull it out and try!"

Daoyi pinched it with his right hand, pulled it out, and then danced.

Following the dance of morality, the rust on the gun fell off bit by bit, revealing its real body.

Daoyi was taken aback, because the body of the gun was full of scars and small cracks, and there was also a small gap in the tip of the gun. Can such a broken weapon be called the number one magic soldier?

"Hey! Are you kidding me? Just return the number one demon soldier with this broken gun? It's almost the same as the first grade." Daoyi felt that he was being played.

"If it hears you commenting on it like this, it will kill you. Let me tell you, this gun is called Soul Devourer. It is forged with the Wanxuan cold iron from the Land of Nine Nethers and refined with the blood of thousands of people. , and finally it was made by adding the dragon soul of the ghost dragon. The reason why it has become like this now is because its soldier soul was wiped out in that battle. You only need to feed it with blood and essence, and it will always be One day it will regain its former splendor."

"Is it as magical as you said?" Daoyi didn't quite believe it, because no matter how you looked at the broken gun, he didn't think it was as magical as he said.

"If you don't believe me, just try it and you'll know!"

Daoyi dubiously drew a drop of blood on his finger and dripped it on the tip of the gun.Immediately, a faint light flashed across the body of the gun, as if it had really sensed it.

"How about it?"

Daoyi was puzzled for a moment, nodded and said: "It's weird, but I can't explain it."

"Take care of it! It will become your most powerful partner in the future. Next, I will send you a bloody battle. As long as you kill them all, you can leave here and hell. Ha ha……"

The laughter gradually faded away, and then came the roar of galloping horses.

"No way!" Daoyi swallowed his saliva as he looked at the soldiers rushing towards him from a distance, because there were too many of them, and they were all in the dark, and they were everywhere.

"This...you...you want to play me to death!" Daoyi was extremely depressed.

Daoyi doesn't know whether these people are real or imaginary, but the swords in their hands can hurt him.He knew that if he didn't fight back, he would die by their swords.Therefore, he had no choice but to fight hard.

Although these people are not strong, nor can they resist the blow of morality, but the number is astonishing.Therefore, this battle is not about strength, but skill and endurance.

What will happen, who knows?