sweep the heavens

Chapter 175 Sword Refinement
Chu Ping doesn't seem to have much influence on the world of demons. After attacking a Shushan monk, despite the ups and downs outside, he has been living in a slum until the Shushan brand imprint on the flying sword is washed away completely. He left his mark on it.

After completely controlling the flying sword, Chu Ping was surprised to find that he still needed a set of sword tactics.And it seems that the only thing that can become a sword art is the Sword Qi Ling Kong Jue at hand.

Flying sword is a magic weapon, which emphasizes flexibility and changeable size. The reason why I can control the divine sword at the beginning is because the divine sword is a weapon. It cuts horizontally and vertically, and the power of thought is released, so I don't pay so much attention.

Killing people thousands of miles away, only Feijian!
The collection of books in the ring does not have the method of refining flying swords, it is not an encyclopedia after all.Most of them explain the essence and the complicated words that fundamentally operate the principles, but not many of them can really be used for practice.

Qi Tianzong always pays attention to self-creation, and the treasured spells are different, just like roads extending in all directions, each road is only responsible for lighting a lamp to point out the general direction.As for how fast or slow you walk, whether you are comfortable or tired, and how far you walk, it all depends on yourself.

While racking his brains to find the sword formula, Chu Ping suddenly figured this out.

I have practiced the Taixuan Tianyao Soul Suppressing Hand, which seems to benefit me a lot, but in fact it restricts my future development to a certain extent.

Not only that, I'm afraid the same is true of Wuxiang Temple's exercises.

Seeing mountains is mountains, seeing water is water.Only when you see that mountains are not mountains and water is not water can you eliminate the influence of these existing spells on yourself and achieve great success.

This short time of thinking made Chu Ping suddenly understand that it is not without reason that "one thought produces ten thousand dharmas".

According to Qi Tianzong's normal practice path, from the beginning, he only practiced Taoism, without art.He understands the way of heaven, but has no combat power.It can calculate all the secrets, seek good luck and avoid bad luck.But this road is difficult to walk, and someone needs to support it.

A flower withers, a flower blooms.Sacrifice one, fulfill another.

One thought creates ten thousand dharmas, but inadvertently solved this problem.

Its realm is threefold, which is exactly how to help those who practice Qitian Kung get rid of the disadvantages of magical powers caused by early practice.

To become a Buddha, you can practice hard and gain enlightenment.But the fastest way is to pick up the butcher's knife and put down the butcher's knife!

Become a Buddha immediately!

Monks who practice hard work are respected, but people who have experienced all kinds of love and material desires in the world, and enjoyed the infinite benefits brought by fame and fortune, but who can resolutely let go are even more admirable!
Can afford to put down, this is firm!

I dare not pick it up because I am afraid that I will not be able to let it go. I dare not let it go because I am afraid that I will not be able to pick it up again.

"Are you afraid you won't be able to let go?"

Chu Ping smiled slightly, and sat upright with his eyes closed, while the Sword Qi Ling Kong Jue flowed through his heart word by word.

puff!
Breathing out a breath of energy, he enveloped Feijian.

The flying sword clangs and trembles, shining brightly, like a pool of autumn water flowing.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, thoughts gathered and gradually condensed into a phantom of a flying sword.

Sacrificing such a flying sword was not a difficult task for Chu Ping, but it was just that the spirit weapon collided, the wishful bead turned suddenly, the slender thunder and lightning suddenly rushed and galloped, and the long and narrow flying sword was immediately filled with lightning, crackling like a chain pulling.

Practicing the Heavenly Demon Immortality Art made Chu Ping more domineering in his mind, so he subconsciously felt that the flying sword was a little delicate, but he didn't know that after practicing the flying sword, he suddenly changed and was struck by the lightning in the wishful bead. There were a few more thunder patterns on the flying sword, which immediately made Chu Ping feel a sense of hunger coming from the flying sword.

This hunger does not come from the desire to kill for blood, but from the vigorous spirit of growth.

So he understood that, unintentionally, this flying sword could be advanced.

Of course, it is impossible to directly step into the ranks of magical weapons from spiritual weapons. There are also three, six or nine grades of spiritual weapons, and the power of top-quality spiritual weapons often exceeds that of magic weapons!

Chu Ping is not good at refining weapons, but he is not completely ignorant.This flying sword has room to grow, adding the thunder attribute, and the materials mixed in later are naturally better.

"I can't move the gossip talisman, so play it by ear."

The flying sword shrank into a stream of light and sank into the sleeve.

The boring sword practice finally came to an end. Standing in front of the window, Chu Ping looked at the traffic below like ants, and the sky above was still vast, but he felt a little bit uninterested.

It felt, like the emptiness of passion after a hearty bed fight.

"It seems that I don't have this kind of experience..." Chu Ping suddenly laughed at himself.

The sun is not dazzling, he is full of nostalgia for this world.

It has been four months since he came to Tianhai City, when Chu Ping suddenly received a call from Yang Tian.

When seeing the caller's name displayed on the phone, Chu Ping felt strange and distant.

In a short period of time, he seemed to be disconnected from the whole world, and only Hu Mei, a little vixen, was by his side.

"Hey, Xiaoping, where are you now? My buddy has recently settled his life-long event. I'll meet you tonight..."

Yang Tian was lively and enthusiastic as always, but the long-lost familiarity made Chu Ping a little uncomfortable, but he quickly realized, "Han Yu?"

"Well, that's not true." Yang Tian's voice on the other end of the phone dropped slightly.

"Understood, let me treat you to dinner at the Sichuan restaurant near Youth Square tonight."

He doesn't know much about the restaurants and hotels in Tianhai City, and he is familiar with the Lin's Guild Hall, but it's a pity that the grade is too high.Although he is now the deputy director of Huiyuan Company, Chu Ping will not naively think that his salary can afford such a consumption.

Apart from practicing, he finally had something else to do, and Chu Ping was also a little excited, wanting to know what kind of girlfriend Yang Tian had found.

Yang Tian came for Fang Hanyu, but in the end he didn't get his wish.

Chu Ping checked his bank account first, and was shocked to find that his savings had exceeded 3 yuan.

"A lot..."

Perhaps in Dongfang Yunming's heart, practitioners like himself don't care much about money, and it's really just his salary.

Chu Ping may not need food, clothing, housing and transportation, but he also likes to eat and drink. With this money in hand, he feels inexplicably at ease.

Yang Tian's phone call made Chu Ping feel as if he had suddenly fallen into the mortal world from beyond the clouds. The surrounding world was like a monster with teeth and claws, turbulent and churning wantonly, and the sea of ​​clouds and mist was like a huge wave that wanted to swallow him.

Then he sensed a divine thought that he had emitted a long time ago.

That was the spiritual thought in the relic he left on Fang Hanyu's body.

At that time Chu Ping thought that he could sense at any time, but now he knew that he was wrong.

After all, I haven't stepped into the state of distraction, and when my spirit is far away from the world of mortals and begins to indifferent to the connection with the world, the connection with myself is also broken.

Until this moment, I seem to have returned to the world, and I finally noticed the movement of my divine thoughts.

(End of this chapter)