Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1156

Thinking in his heart, Zhao Yifan did not stop, but continued to walk inside.

Huang Xigang, Lin Cao, Wang Shitian and other ten disciples from the outer sect followed closely behind Zhao Yifan while looking at the environment inside the inner sect while firmly remembering the way they had come.

As he continued to walk among the mountain peaks, Zhao Yifan felt that the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth began to become more intense.

A mountain as straight as a sword and extremely steep appeared in front of Zhao Yifan and others.

There are few trees on this mountain peak. Standing at the foot of the mountain, at a glance, there are only a few trees, which looks a bit desolate.

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to continue searching, because there was not much difference in the strength of the heaven and earth vitality here. If necessary, it is better to directly enter the "drunken stone forest" to practice.

"Let's practice here."

Zhao Yifan turned around and glanced at Huang Xigang, Wang Shitian and others said.

"Yes, brother."

Wang Shitian and the others responded in unison, raised their heads, and looked at this straight and extremely steep mountain. Their faces showed yearning expressions. From now on, it will be their residence in the inner gate.

"Brother Zhao."

Lin Cao opened her mouth and said softly: "I walked all the way just now and found that many mountain peaks have names. Shall we give this place a name too?"

"Hmm. You're right."

Zhao Yifan nodded with a smile, and said, "It is true that we need a name... What do you think is a good name?" He asked for everyone's opinions.

Everyone shook their heads, how dare they talk about such a thing?
Seeing their appearance, Zhao Yifan was startled for a moment, and suddenly came to his senses, smiled, thought for a while and said: "This mountain has a special shape, like a sword... In my opinion, it might as well be called 'Sword Qi Lingxiao' 'How about it?"

"Sword Qi soaring to the sky?"

After Wang Shitian and others heard Zhao Yifan's words, their eyes lit up immediately, and Lin Cao nodded with a smile and said, "Senior brother Zhao is such a good name!"

"This name is very domineering!"

Huang Xigang and others laughed in agreement.

"Then it's decided."

Zhao Yifan glanced around randomly, but he couldn't find anything suitable. His eyes fell on the mountain peak, behind a boulder that was parked on the side, his eyes lit up, he jumped up, landed beside the boulder, stretched out his hand After trying to push it slightly, the boulder immediately shook slightly.

"You all get out of the way, stand away."

Zhao Yifan shouted at Wang Shitian and others below.

All the people retreated to the distance one after another, watching Zhao Yifan's actions, and saw his body sway slightly, and the oval-shaped boulder about five or six meters high suddenly rolled down from the mountain peak.

The sound of bang bang resounded endlessly.

The boulder fell from a high place and rolled all the way, crushing and flying some gravels on the mountain peak, and fell to the bottom of the mountain non-stop.

Zhao Yifan floated down, stood in front of the huge boulder, looked at it, and pushed the huge boulder weighing a thousand catties around for a while, and then gathered the aura on his fingertips in satisfaction, using his finger as a pen, fingertips Wherever it passed, stone chips fell one after another.

Sword Qi soaring to the sky!

Four large characters appeared on the boulder.

Wang Shitian and others gathered around and saw these four large characters deeply engraved on the boulder, with a hint of elegance in the sharp font, as if they were about to fly out of the boulder, everyone couldn't help but admire them.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain and have a look."

Zhao Yifan smiled and walked up the mountain first, and everyone quickly followed behind him.

Climbing up the road all the way, Zhao Yifan found that although the trees on this mountain were scarce, green grass could be seen from time to time. The climbing was relatively smooth, and many places were easy to pass. The rush with the lowest cultivation level can also be easily crossed.

Everyone arrived at the halfway of the mountain with ease. When they arrived here, when they continued to climb up, as the slope of the mountain became steeper and steeper, except for Zhao Yifan, Wang Shitian, Lin Cao and others seemed to be struggling .

The feet are all bare, and there is a danger of slipping if you are not careful.

"Which one of you has a magic weapon?"

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, stopped, and turned around and asked, "Lend me a little." He had passed his master Li Xiao to him, the golden needle representing the identity of the head teacher of Dan Fu Sect, to Liu Xiaotong, and realized the "Tao" Zhao Yifan, whether he has a magic weapon or not, is actually not very important.

"Brother Zhao."

Hearing this, Lin Cao took out a jade token from her bosom. The shape of the jade token was a delicate fan. She handed it to Zhao Yifan and said, "I have it here."

Seeing her exquisite and small jade fan, another Taoist disciple silently carried a dark ax that was about the size of an arm on his back again.

"Lin Cao, you can't do this."

Zhao Yifan glanced at it, then waved his hand and refused, his eyes fell on the outer disciple who was carrying the axe, and he said with a smile: "I think your axe is quite good, please lend me a use."

The outer disciple froze for a moment, then handed the ax to Zhao Yifan unexpectedly, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, please use it."

Zhao Yifan took it, weighed it lightly, and said, "What material is this made of? It's quite light."

Indeed, the material of this ax is a bit weird. Originally, Zhao Yifan estimated that the ax should weigh at least thirty to fifty catties, but when he held it in his hand, he realized that it weighed only a few catties, and it felt light and light. The shape seems out of proportion.

"Brother Zhao, this is made of Xuanhei sand. This kind of sand is very special. A large pile of sand doesn't weigh much. The Xuanmen magic tools made from it are almost very light. It’s also very convenient to get up.”

The outer disciple explained.

"So it is."

Zhao Yifan nodded. Practitioners like them in the Qi Refining Realm can increase their strength a bit if they have some mysterious magic weapons in their hands. The same is true for practitioners in the Yin-Yang Realm. "In that case, on the contrary, the significance of using Xuanmen Magical Artifacts is not very great.

This is because the Taoist instruments belong to "external force" after all, and practitioners who have realized the "Tao" have already understood that this kind of "external force" is nothing more than heresy, after all, it is not as powerful as the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. To utilize the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, one must constantly comprehend one's own "Tao".

Therefore, the more advanced a practitioner is, the less he will be able to use the magic weapon of the Xuanmen.

Of course, except for those practitioners who specialize in the development of equipment.

Zhao Yifan slightly injected a bit of spiritual energy into the ax in his hand, and immediately, the black ax seemed to be a little shiny, and the color was obviously darker than before.

Zhao Yifan continued to pour spiritual energy into it. Since he was not sure how much spiritual energy the magic weapon made of black sand material could withstand, he could only input spiritual energy while carefully observing the magic weapon to see its strength. Affordability.

After Zhao Yifan injected about [-]% of the spiritual energy, he noticed that the black ax in his hand was trembling slightly. Zhao Yifan knew in his heart that it seemed that the black ax could not continue to pour spiritual energy into it. It may be unbearable to collapse.

"almost."

Zhao Yifan stopped, smiled at Wang Shitian and the others, and said, "Stand back, I've opened up some steps on this mountain to make it easier for us to go up and down in the future."

"It's Brother Zhao."

Wang Shitian and others hurriedly pushed away, looking at Zhao Yifan excitedly.

With a light wave of Zhao Yifan's hand, under the blessing of his aura, the black ax became unparalleled sharp, with a crackling sound, the hard stone was easily broken open.

Zhao Yifan swung the stone ax one after another, chopping horizontally and vertically, but after a few strokes, a step appeared on the mountain wall.

After a while, more than a dozen steps appeared on the mountain wall, which made Wang Shitian and others feel excited. If they were allowed to come, with their aura, I am afraid they could only support one step at most. There are only steps, and the spiritual energy cannot continue.

You know, this black ax is just a carrier tool. Without the blessing of spiritual energy, it is impossible to break through the mountain wall. Once there is no spiritual energy, it is impossible to split the mountain wall with this black axe.

Zhao Yifan brandished a black axe, stepped on the cut steps, and kept walking upwards. Without stopping, he chopped out hundreds of neat steps, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Yifan noticed that the black ax in his hand trembled slightly, and immediately, with a soft click, the black ax broke into several pieces.

Zhao Yifan was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood, it seems that the so-called Xuanheisha is not so strong and durable.

"Come on up."

Zhao Yifan raised his voice slightly.

Not long after, Wang Shitian and a few others climbed up from below along the newly opened steps.

"I'm sorry."

Zhao Yifan smiled at the outer disciple who lent the black axe: "Your magic weapon is broken, I will find a chance later and get you another one."

"It's okay, Brother Zhao."

The outer disciple quickly shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, if it's rotten, it's not a good thing anyway." Although he said so, there was still a hint of distress in his eyes.

You know, although the black ax refined by Xuanheisha is not a good material, it is still a good thing for this outer disciple. After all, he is an outer disciple with limited ability and limited resources. There is such a magic weapon of the Xuanmen, which was exchanged for jade after saving for a long time.

Zhao Yifan could clearly understand his mood, smiled slightly, thought for a while, and said: "Junior Brothers, from today onwards, you will start practicing here with me. In order to be able to teach you separately and teach according to your aptitude, So I will check your roots one by one first."

(End of this chapter)