Master Shennong

Chapter 1481 Steep Despair

The curved corner of Qin Lan's mouth is very proud, and it contains a kind of self-confidence that cannot be ignored.

The resolute face, not to mention how handsome it is, is full of taste, and the deep eyes seem to hide the sky full of stars.

The bronze-colored skin and muscles bulged in it, and the flowing precious light told the terrifying power that his body could burst out in an instant.

What is especially worth seeing is his side face, which really has a charm that can make a nympho scream. No matter how you look at it, he is a nearly perfect man.

And a sentence that seemed to have been brewing for a long time spit out from his mouth at this time: "It is only the physique of a fairy, but it is far from enough. At least the physique of a golden fairy can meet my requirements. Therefore, I still need to persist! "

Qin Lan looked in front of him intently, the saber energy gathered, like a thick layer of fog, the visibility was extremely low, probably to the point where the outline would be lost if the palm was lifted.

In the dense fog formed by the knife aura, murderous intentions are hidden, with astonishing vigor, filled with a powerful force that can strangle everything.

He was no longer able to see the buried knives in the thick fog of knives, but he could still see the precious light flowing on those knives, like a dazzling star in the night sky, which meant that the knives had not been lost On the contrary, more and more concentrated spirituality.

The spirituality is almost free from the shackles of the sword, and it is about to fuse the sword spirit to give birth to its own spiritual wisdom.

Qin Lan squatted down and stroked the knife closest to him with his hand. It was a top-grade fairy weapon, and there was a sharp touch in his hand.

If it weren't for the fact that he was not what it used to be when he first entered the knife mound, and without the protection of the immortal power, his hand would probably be cut with a terrifying gap in an instant.

At this moment, the sharp blade could only leave a white mark on his hand.

Glancing at the inconspicuous mark, Qin Lan's eyes showed a stern look, and he stepped forward, the desire to go deeper in his heart was so strong that it couldn't be added.

He had to put more pressure on himself, and only under great pressure could he stimulate the potential in his body and improve his body even more rapidly.

His physique, which has just been upgraded to a new level, still needs saber energy to polish and refine it, just like refining a weapon.

Qin Lan regards his own body as an embryo, and the level of magic weapon that can be turned into an embryo depends on the quality of the embryo, the craftsmanship of the forging person, and the heat of the forging.

Qin Lan is going to increase the heat now, although it is too late to say, but his physique has just improved, so it is naturally far from reaching the level of "over".

However, before Qin Lan could take a few steps with the raised foot and entered the deeper part of the area shrouded in saber energy, a sharp scream came from his ear.

The whistling sound was ear-piercing, like a death-defying ghost transformed into a dead man, madly charging towards Qin Lan.

In the depths of Qin Lan's eyes, a cold light could no longer be ignored when the scream sounded, and it continued to enlarge from his pupils.

"what!"

Qin Lan let out a sound of surprise, the violent power contained in the celestial body was secretly accumulated, and his fists seemed to grow bigger in a trance.

When the cold light approached his body about ten feet away, Qin Lan's fists that had already accumulated enough strength suddenly rushed out, like two dragons going out to sea, setting off a frenzy in the thick fog of saber energy.

"laugh!"

The two fists came into contact with the cold light, but there was no sound of gold and iron clashing, and a dull sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh exploded strangely in the thick fog of knife energy.

It seemed that Qin Lan's fists were sharp blades, and that cold light was a big piece of fat.

When Qin Lan passed through the cold light with both fists, the cold light exploded into countless pieces as a matter of course, and disappeared without a trace in the thick fog of saber air.

Qin Lan stopped again, looking at the place where the cold light came from in front of him, his narrowed eyes flashed with thought.

"There is no entity, it's like a mass of energy. Could it be the sword spirit that Jin Tianyang said?" Qin Lan frowned and murmured, "It should be. It is impossible for Jin Tianyang not to tell me about dangerous things. As for the sword spirit and the magic sword he pointed out, the magic sword obviously has a physical existence, and it is stronger than the sword spirit, and only spirits like the sword spirit will not have it. Entity. Besides, I have entered the area covered by the saber aura very deeply, and I should also encounter the saber spirit condensed by the spirituality of the saber aura!"

Qin Lan raised her thoughts and continued to move forward.

Since the sword spirit has appeared in the area he is in, it is not as safe as before. Who can be sure that if he continues to go deeper, he will not encounter a more powerful sword spirit attack, and will not encounter a magic sword more powerful than the sword spirit? attack.

However, when Qin Lan was on guard, Dao Ling never appeared again like a joke. The Dao Ling who attacked him before seemed to be an exception.

This made Qin Lan a little depressed, and invisibly accelerated the speed of penetration.

It wasn't until his body was attacked by the saber energy that there were horrific wounds again, that he stopped and began to enjoy a new round of torture.

Everything returned to the original cycle, the saber energy tore his body, and the healing ability that his body possessed slowly healed his injuries.

Tear, repair, forming an endless loop.

In this cycle, the most painful one is naturally Qin Lan, but Qin Lan has endured this kind of pain before, and it is impossible to destroy his perseverance if he does it again.

Compared with the pain, the joy in Qin Lan's heart is undoubtedly greater.

Because every time the pain was so painful that he could clearly feel the improvement of his physical strength.

As a monk, what makes him happier than seeing his strength improve.

This also made Qin Lan more certain about his trip to the Golden Knife Gate. This knife mound should indeed be visited.

There would be no danger if he didn't venture forward, at least he hadn't encountered any danger so far, and the effect of forging his body was astonishing, where else could he find such a good place.

In this way, Qin Lan strengthened his physique while going deep into the knife mound, stopping and walking, and his physique, which had just improved to a great level, became perfect again amidst Qin Lan's madness.

At this point, he will start to prepare, hoping to raise his physique to the Golden Fairyland in one fell swoop.

At this time, more than a month has passed since the breakthrough he ushered in after entering the knife mound.

The benefits he got were far from being limited to the improvement of his physique, and his cultivation realm was also more solidified. Some of the disadvantages caused by breaking the realm too quickly before were undoubtedly made up for in his crazy body training.

However, the improvement of physical fitness has always been a process that accumulates over time and cannot be achieved overnight.

Within a month, Qin Lan's physical fitness has improved one after another, and it seems that he has reached his limit.

After he set out to break through, he had narrowly escaped death several times, tossing himself half to death each time, but his physique was still unable to pierce the last layer of window paper and enter the Golden Wonderland.

Qin Lan was naturally very annoyed by this, and quite helpless.

Withdrew again from the area where the saber aura was more intense, Qin Lan's body turned into a skeleton shape again, his flesh and blood were obliterated by the saber aura, and there were still some tendons hanging on his body, which seemed unbearable Nausea.

He stood there, no expression could be seen on his blood-stained face, only his eyes were still terrifyingly silent.

The body's self-healing ability began to repair his damaged body, and Qin Lan ushered in a new rebirth like a phoenix on fire.

It was only at this time that he could see his furrowed brows and some frustration on his face.

"It seems that the improvement of my physique has reached its limit in a short period of time, and my potential has been drained. Repeating it like this is not a solution, and it will not let me break through at all."

"Severe illness needs strong medicine. Do I want to take a greater risk and force myself to go deep into the more terrifying place where the knife is raging in an instant?"

"But the risk of doing this is too great. If the saber rage exceeds the limit I can bear in an instant, then my life will be lost here, and I can't die!"

"What are you afraid of? How is it possible to seek wealth and wealth while blindly seeking stability and still wanting to achieve a huge improvement? In this world, a person's birth is of course good or bad, but gains and sacrifices are always relative."

……

Qin Lan had repeated thoughts in his mind, and struggled a little, wondering if he should risk his life and death for a gamble.

Although he is not a gambler, he often gambles and has always won over the years.

"It doesn't matter, let's fight!"

After Qin Lan said this to herself, she made up her mind, her eyes shone sharply, and she looked a bit desperate.

If he couldn't raise his body to the Golden Wonderland, then this trip to the Golden Knife Gate would be futile, and he still couldn't start to condense the golden body.

However, just when Qin Lan decided to give it a go, the whistling sound like a ghost that he hadn't heard for a long time came to Qin Lan's ears again.

This time, the ear howling sound was not pure, there seemed to be noises in it, as if the howling sound was formed by the fusion of countless howling sounds.

Qin Lan had no choice but to let go of the idea of ​​fighting in his heart, and turned around to face the whistling sound that never disappeared. Even if he wanted to gamble, he couldn't leave any worries, because the possibility of failure was obviously greater.

However, when Qin Lan made up his mind to deal with the whistling sword spirit first, his whole body froze suddenly, and immediately a conspicuous horror burst out from the depths of his pupils, and his whole body seemed to be frightened Like a fool, he stood there motionless.

Then, Qin Lan, who seemed to be stupefied by fright, burst out a swear word, a little indiscriminately: "His grandma, what the hell is going on, Jin Tianyang never told me about the place in the knife mound. And this encounter! No wonder I met a sword spirit at the very beginning, but I didn’t encounter anything after that. I dare to say that they all gathered together and wanted to give me a huge surprise. !"

This is not a surprise, but a fright.

Rao Qin Lan was used to seeing strong winds and waves, and it was difficult to maintain his restraint. A sense of despair suddenly appeared in his heart, and he almost gave up resisting directly.

(End of this chapter)