Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

At this point, Lin Xiu didn't care whether it would cause any commotion, and the two stepped on the magic weapon and went straight to the tallest building in the capital: the palace hall.

"call out--"

With the sound of breaking through the air, Lin Xiu fell first, and Zhao Siming followed quickly, but when he stepped on the ground, the soles of his feet softened and almost fell to the ground.

"Hoo, hoo...sorry, Senior Brother Lin...Senior Brother, the spiritual energy consumption is a bit..."

Looking at Zhao Siming's breathless appearance, Lin Xiu didn't force it. He originally wanted to bring him here to prevent the other party from being able to continue the task when one party was involved. Now that they have arrived, let him rest first. After all Relying on the cultivation base of the seventh level of Qi training, flying such a long distance with one breath is really difficult.

After letting Zhao Siming rest on the spot, Lin Xiu clasped the golden sword tightly and looked at the bronze mirror placed at the top of the main hall of the palace.

Looking at the past, Lin Xiu's heart sank.

This is a simple bronze mirror with a radius of one foot. People with sharp eyes can see its existence even standing outside the palace. But at this moment, there is a small gap in the middle of the bronze mirror. It looked like it was pierced by something.

Not only that, but as a "magic weapon" used by monks, it is a bit too common. If it hadn't been known from Junior Brother Zhang that the Sky Survey Mirror was placed at the highest place in the capital for easy inspection of everything, Lin Xiu would even regard it as a It is a unique decorative item in Tuguo.

There was commotion coming from below, no accident, it should be that the people in the palace noticed the movement and tried to climb up, Lin Xiu didn't stay any longer, approached the huge bronze mirror and reached out to press the mirror.

Unexpectedly, even though it was exposed to the scorching sun under the sun, the bronze mirror did not feel hot at all, on the contrary, it felt a little cold.

Lin Xiu, who noticed this situation, was slightly excited: If there is such a vision, the probability that this bronze mirror is a "sky survey mirror" will be greatly increased, and it should still retain its magic.

Immediately mobilize the spiritual power in the body and inject it along the arm.

With the injection of spiritual power, the originally empty mirror surface in the copper mirror began to change, and there seemed to be some vague pictures flickering in it. Lin Xiu immediately increased the output of spiritual power, just as he was trying to see what it was, There was a broken sound.

"Clap-"

The pupil couldn't help shrinking slightly, under Lin Xiu's gaze, along the small gap, a series of fine cracks slowly spread, quickly encroaching on the entire mirror surface at an unstoppable speed.

"—Whoa!"

Fragmented.

Pulling back and looking at the copper pieces scattered all over the floor, Lin Xiu held his hands tightly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw some of the copper pieces suddenly float up, and flew into the sky amidst Zhao Siming's exclamation.

"Clap-"

There was another cracking sound, but this time no one cared about it. Dozens of silver lights broke free from the middle of the shattered copper pieces. Xiu disappeared into the sky at an unmatched speed.

And among these silver lights, two more turned and sank downward, staying in front of Lin Xiu and Zhao Siming respectively.

Staring at the flickering silver light in front of him, Lin Xiu took a breath and stretched out his hand to grasp it. As the aura on the surface dissipated, it also revealed its correct shape.

It was a "flying sword" magic weapon.

It's just that it doesn't look like a magic weapon for combat. Both sides are flat and have no blades.

When the aura on the surface of the "Flying Sword" dissipated, the characters carved on it in an unknown way also came into Lin Xiu's eyes.

Very short sentence.

——Anyone who receives this sword will be expelled from Heguizong, and will not be allowed to step into the south of the river from now on!

"..."

Turning his head silently, he met Zhao Siming who also raised his head.

From his eyes, Lin Xiu saw confusion, anxiety, fear, and the deepest thing—despair.

"Brother... I... I really..."

"Not just you, but me too."

Lin Xiu calmly put away the small sword in his hand: "No accident, the remaining flying swords should have flown to the vicinity of other members of the same school in other countries, that is to say, all of us are the same."

Silence came quietly.

At the same time, the commotion below was getting closer, urging them to make a decision.

"What is Junior Brother Zhao going to do?"

"What to do? What to do? What to do?"

Throwing the question back, Zhao Siming seemed to have lost all his strength and sat on the ground, muttering to himself.

Lin Xiu believed that not only him, but all disciples of He Guizong who received this flying sword would have a similar reaction.

What is Heguizong?

It is a sect, but in the eyes of many He Guizong disciples, it is not just a sect, it is a residence, a market, a school, a pill furnace... It accompanies a disciple from ignorance to Maturity, from confusion to awakening, from weak to strong.

For such a location, is it more than a "Zongmen" can describe?

Until yesterday, they used this to draw a blueprint for the future, but today the foundation of the blueprint has collapsed. How can they accept all this?

Involuntarily, Lin Xiu thought of a sentence.

— Tomorrow and accident, you never know which will come first.

"Go back and look at the mountains in the north."

Looking up in a daze, Zhao Siming looked at Lin Xiu with dull and confused eyes, and Lin Xiu's face remained unchanged: "You are a senior brother, and there are fifteen other juniors who need you to take care of."

"Brother Lin..."

"There won't be any powerful monks in the Yitu country's environment, so as long as you can hide here, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Then—how about you, Senior Brother Lin?"

Lin Xiu didn't mean to answer, but just looked to the far south—an area beyond the reach of sight: "If it doesn't work, you can take the mined spirit stones and hide in Suxuan with the others. It's not bad to be a big dog choose."

From Lin Xiu's actions, Zhao Siming, who realized what he wanted to do, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"I don't know when we will see each other again today. 'Brother Zhao' will hide my share of the spirit stone. If you are greedy, you can't change to 'Brother Zhao' and you'll be fine."

"...Ha, haha, senior brother Lin... you can rest assured, brother, it's a big deal, suck, when the time comes, senior brother will lose all his wealth, woo... I will pay you for it."

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

Stepping on the Cracking Golden Sword and heading towards the southern sky, only the choked call behind him: "Junior Brother Lin, let's go—don't forget the way home!"

98. Right Heart 5/9

Am I crazy?

Stepping on the Cracking Golden Sword, Lin Xiu asked himself this question more than once.

All kinds of signs have shown that the words of the casual cultivators led by Suxuan are true. Even if the current He Guizong has not been destroyed, the situation has definitely deteriorated to a certain limit, otherwise he would not have made such a move. It is also a measure to keep him alive when he leaves the teacher's door.

Yes, that is the true meaning of that "flying sword".

Expelling the disciples from the Heguizong is just a reason to stop those forces targeting Heguizong from wasting their energy chasing and killing them. Qi refining period disciple, but wouldn't it be good to have a few more cannon fodder that can be used and consumed?

Lin Xiu believed that he was not the only one who could think of this, so what would other people do in this situation?

get away?

hesitate?

Still the same as myself, "suicide" came.

No, there is still a difference.

Taking out the "flying sword", Lin Xiu turned over the side that kicked him out of the division, and saw the words engraved on the other side.

——Come back soon!

This handwriting did not appear on Zhao Siming's flying sword. The reason is actually quite simple, because Lin Xiu knows someone who has this handwriting. After all, he has completely read the book "Hidden Sword" written by him. Jue", and practiced all the way to today's point.

"Old Qian..."

Did he foresee today's scene in advance, so he chose to send himself to Beiwang Mountain, and he only needs to take a few steps forward to leave the south of the river and no longer be involved in this storm?

If this is the case, why do you still send this message to yourself now, and it is still together with the message from Zongmen to expel yourself from Heguizong?

All kinds of questions are entangled, but there is no way to answer them. There is only one thing Lin Xiu can be sure of.

Absolutely not, just run away indistinctly like this!

Thus, an unremarkable spiritual light mixed into the large army led by Na Suxuan, and started this long but temporary "return journey" of two thousand miles.

Is two thousand miles far away?

It is very far away, and it takes more than three years to walk with the footsteps of a mortal. After all, two thousand miles is only a straight-line distance, and there are always some low-lying areas on the ground and some obstacles.

But it was surprisingly close. For a monk who practiced Qi at the tenth level, except for the gap to recover his spiritual energy, he could even complete the journey in just three days without resting day and night.

In Lin Xiu's eyes, the return journey of two thousand miles is indeed short in the physical sense, but in another level, it is too long to imagine.

Encountered by chance on the road, there are bandits causing trouble, what should I do?

cut.

There are casual cultivators looting, what should I do?

cut.

There is an evil practice method, what should I do?

cut.

……

During the three-day journey, Lin Xiu stopped seventeen times.

Among them, the number of times he stopped to rest and recover his spiritual energy was only six times, and the remaining eleven times were all for killing people.

Also in this short period of three days, since Lin Xiu traveled to this world, the false cognition of peace and stability that he had erected for himself in this world was completely destroyed.

Xinanling is not the realm of cultivating immortals, but the realm of cultivating immortals includes Xinanling.

A sect can intimidate a territory with absolute power, so that the monks below dare not rely on their own cultivation to do whatever they want, whether it is a mortal or a cultivator, even if there is friction from time to time, it is stable in the end after all-this kind of past Lin Xiu thought it was a normal scene in the world of cultivating immortals, but it turned out to be abnormal.

After losing the restraint of He Guizong, those monks had been suppressed so severely, and how strong the rebound broke out at this moment. Some of them even did not practice evil methods, just to vent their long-term dissatisfaction. A place where mortals lived was wantonly plundered and slaughtered, just to prove that he was indeed a "immortal" different from mortals.

In the next second, a stronger "immortal" descended from the sky, chopped off his head with a sword and walked away in full view.

When Lin Xiu did something like this once or twice, he still couldn't get used to it, but after doing it seven or eight times, he got used to it.

When this behavior was repeated seventeen times, he was lucky enough not to meet a monk above the Foundation Establishment Stage—or he did, but the other party didn't care. Anyway, Lin Xiu did return to the Nanling Mountains, and he also saw the piece of land he was in. land for 15 years.

He Guizong.