From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

In fact, Xiaoyin also knows that these people can step on the other side because they are determined.

Like Luo Zheng, it may not be suitable for Xinliu sword sect at all

There used to be people like Luo Zheng who chose the wrong way. Before long, Luo Zheng would be dismissed.

But Luo Zheng's retreat does not mean that there is no way out. He can also choose the sword killing sect or the juejian sword sect.

But Xiao Yin and Xiao Xin, who served him, were miserable. They had no chance to stay in Xinliu sword sect and were driven down the mountain.

If you change other servant girls, maybe you will accept your fate. Just like Xiao Xin can't make up her mind at all, she just opens her eyes and says, "how do you plan to cultivate master Luo If he sets up a border, we're afraid we can't get in... "

"Think of a way," said Xiao Yin.

The next day.

It's going to be three strokes a day.

In the upper room of the courtyard.

In front of Luo Zheng lay a square wood, a square stone brick and a long sword.

"Everything in the world has texture..."

"You can't see it, just because you don't see it carefully enough."

"In theory, the art of sword tattoo can be perfected to a great extent, and even the texture of the whole mother world can be found. A sword can cut it open and destroy the mother world..."

"This..."

These days, Luo Zheng studied the sword pattern technique and gradually became familiar with it.

However, looking at the postscript of sword tattoo, Luo Zheng was quite surprised. He cut open his mother's world with one sword, which was too big.

"Scatter the breath of true meaning, hold your breath and observe it..."

Luo Zheng releases the breath of true meaning at will. These invisible breath diffuses quietly around him.

When the breath of true meaning diffuses to a certain extent, he calls those scattered breath according to the technique in sword tattoo and goes towards a square wood in front of him.

Then he stared at the square wood like a copper bell.

After a while, a grain appeared on the surface of the square wood.

"If you follow the pattern, you can destroy it?"

Luo Zheng took out a long sword and chopped it toward the grain on the surface of the square wood.

"Shua!"

In the blink of an eye, the square wood had been cut in half by Luo Zheng.

Looking at his mouth turned into a square sign

With his strength, let alone sword, he can easily cut this square wood in half even if he attacks with soul.

There are a lot of mysteries about this sword pattern As a result, Luo Zheng felt fooled.

But soon after the square fell to the ground, countless broken lines appeared on the surface of the square which had become two halves.

"Click, click..."

The whole square wood broke into a pile of powder, which had been completely destroyed.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng was shocked.

Luo Zheng can easily turn a piece of wood into powder, but he just cut it.

Inspired, he cast his eyes on the stone again.

With the release of his breath, his eyes gazed again and saw the hard to catch patterns on the stone, and three of them gathered together to form a dot.

This time, Luo Zheng simply threw the sword aside and poked his finger at the dot.

His strength is very light, at least not enough to destroy the stone.

But just when Luo Zheng poked the dot, he heard the crisp sound of "Ka". The whole stone collapsed from the inside out and turned into a pool of stone powder!

"Sure enough!"

Luo Zheng is more excited. He can't wait to look at the last object.

This long sword was brought from the divine realm. Although it is not as good as the third rate xuanzun Taoist treasure, it has a good texture.

This time, Luo Zheng gazed with the same method. He could vaguely feel the breath flowing on it, but could not see the lines.

As a special classic of the supreme sword, sword tattoo is difficult to master quickly even when it is first touched.

He opened his eyes wide and continued to gaze. At the same time, he constantly urged the breath of true meaning. He could vaguely distinguish the lines, but the lines were unpredictable.

"With the naked eye It's really hard to catch the sword pattern... "

This is also the reason why Luo Zheng gave up sword tattoo at first. It was really amazing, but under the same cultivation, I'm afraid he couldn't see through the sword tattoo on the opponent's body at all. It was equivalent to abolishing the supernatural power, and could only be used to deal with ordinary things. At that time, he couldn't use sword tattoo.

However, the second time Luo Zheng chose sword tattoo, he also had a reliance, that is the eye of mind.

His right eyebrow suddenly picked up, and a little white light spread in his pupils.

The world has turned into another picture, in which every detail can be seen clearly.

The original blurred sword pattern has become very clear!

"The middle part of the sword body..."

Luo Zheng stretched out his hand and chopped it gently towards the body of the long sword.Similarly, it did not use much power. With a click, the sword broke off. The sword body turned into a piece of metal powder, and the hilt turned into a pile of sawdust.

"Hoo..."

Luo Zheng can imagine what it would be like if he just cut it on a living creature?

Just when Luo Zheng was ready to consolidate, the forbidden border he laid suddenly gave out a thunder. Under the crisp sound of "pa", a figure was bounced out. At the same time, he heard the scream from the woman.

Luo Zheng's face changed slightly, waved away the border, and then saw Xiao Yin lying on the ground.

"Didn't I say you shouldn't break into my room?" Luo Zheng said with a frown.

Fortunately, this layer of border is not strong. Xiaoyin is bounced away, but she is slightly injured. She is thin and powdery, and deliberately lowers her skirt. Her slender and tender legs are exposed. She looks weak and pitiful.

But Luo Zheng didn't take a second look. He flicked his hand and covered her with a ray of green light, and the life Shinto restored her as before.

Just as Luo Zheng turned around, Xiao Yin said, "I think the daily practice of young master Luo should be tonic, so I made soup for him One more can, it seems

The soup jars there have been knocked over, and there is a hot smell.

Looking at the soup pot, Luo Zheng just shook his head, "I've been in the valley for many years, don't bother you."

"But..."

Xiaoyin is ready to speak again. Luo Zheng has returned to the house. With a slight wave of her finger, a forbidden border is shrouded again.

She gritted her teeth and retreated bitterly.

"Sister Xiaoyin, what's the matter..." Xiaoxin sees Xiaoyin's appearance and has already guessed the answer, but she still can't help asking.

"It's just that we can't talk to the inhuman guy..." Xiaoyin curls her mouth.

This is the rule of Xinliu sword sect. These maids can't tell the secret of Xinliu tower.

"Once the Xinliu tower is repaired, Mr. Luo can't get by. I'm afraid he will be driven away immediately. We only have one month," Xiaoxin said dejectedly.

"I won't give up!" Xiaoyin said seriously.

In the next few days, Xiaoyin did her best.

One day, Xiao Xin was proficient in music, so he moved to guzheng and played it on the second floor of LouYuan. Luo Zheng applied a silent barrier to isolate the sound.

Another day, taking Luo Zheng out of the pass, Xiaoyin asks her for advice on her paintings and asks Luo Zheng to comment on them. However, Luo Zheng flatly refuses because she is not proficient in them.

One more day

In Xiaoyin's and Xiaoxin's eyes, Luo Zheng is a self-cultivation maniac who doesn't care about the world. He is not suitable for Xinliu sword school.