Soul Martial Sovereign

"My goddess, your entire family, are they crazy?" Ling Yu's face was filled with agony. No wonder the Hidden Martial Palace's Soul Fire was absorbed by the Soul bead for no reason, probably because of the absorption of the Soul Fire, causing its energy to skyrocket, which was why this fellow was able to come out with his Hua Xing for a long time, and muttered: "Damn it, this father is a bitter brick bearer."

"Hehe, as long as you can absorb enough Soul Fire and keep opening them, I can reform my body and leave the Soul bead."

"You can even form a physical body?" Ling Yu could not help but look at red-clothed woman in shock.

"Of course you can. It's just that your current strength is too weak and you cannot sustain the nourishment of the Soul bead. I also cannot maintain your Hua Xing for too long either."

After a while, the red-clothed woman finally became dimmer and dimmer, finally disappearing into the air.

Ling Yu heaved a sigh of relief, looks like this remnant spirit wasn't able to come out for long, but when he thought about it, his face darkened once again. The female ghost was still inside the Soul bead, now, even when she showered, there were still people spying on him, which made him feel very uncomfortable!

"Looks like I need to find enough Soul Fire and activate its power as soon as possible. Otherwise, I won't be able to live for long …"

The bright moon was in the sky, and the night wind was blowing gently, creating ripples on the surface of the stream.

Ling Yu slowly calmed down and sat down cross-legged on the side of the stream to start training the mental exercise of the Sunlight Sword.

According to the guidance given by the red-clothed woman, to cultivate the top-notch Sword Arts, one must first cultivate the mental exercise. Only by integrating the Heart and Sword into one, with consistent internal and external cultivation, can one truly use the power of the Sword Arts. The Flame Light Sword is also like that, after so many years, no one was able to cultivate a Sunlight Sword.

All top grade Sword Arts s, without exception, required a special combination of mental exercise in order to be successful.

Unknowingly, the night passed by in a flash. The sun rose in the east, filling the back mountain with its brilliant rays of sunlight. It was as if the back mountain had been plated with a layer of gold.

There were very few people in the mountain behind the Martial Sect, especially in the early morning when basically no one would come here.

The Intense Yang mental exercise slowly circulated, the Soul bead slightly trembled, leaked through the nine kinds of soul fire and quickly rushed towards Ling Yu's four limbs and eight bones. According to the movement of the mental exercise calculated by the red-clothed woman, Ling Yu's eyes, ears, nose and tongue, he became one with his will, and his body released sets of sonorous sounds, as though ten thousand swords were resonating at the same time, it was extremely tyrannical.

After cultivating for a few hours, Ling Yu felt even more respect for the red-clothed woman.

He was a Dragon's Soul Body, his blood channels were different from an ordinary person's, but this set of cultivation methods was deduced from the blood channels in his body by the red-clothed woman, and with the help of the Soul bead, they ran through his entire body's blood channels without any obstruction.

It was evident that this set of mental exercise was specially calculated for Ling Yu. Even if it fell into someone else's hands, they would have no way of cultivating it.

Inside his meridians, the Soul Fire and the Profound strength had fused together, and as if numerous incomparably sharp sword Qis were explosively shooting out in all directions, they constantly emitted light metallic clanging sounds.

Following the fusion of the Soul Fire and the Profound strength, Ling Yu seemed to have become a bottomless pit. The surrounding Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth began to madly gather and be absorbed by him like tidal waves, fusing into his flesh and blood. In the end, they transformed into strands of Profound strength s, fusing into his meridians.

"Body and spirit as one, using the heart to control the sword, transforming the profound sword qi, this set of Scorching Sun mental exercise is indeed overbearing!"

Ling Yu felt the scene inside his veins and could not help but reveal a shocked expression. With the Profound strength Sword Qi, he tempered his blood and Qi with the Sword Qi, his body seemed to have merged with a hundred and eighty thousand swords, with the Profound strength s tempering his body, his blood and Qi became more and more vigorous, and even the Profound strength s became more pure, the Cultivation Level increased by leaps and bounds!

Only when the one cycle was complete did Ling Yu stop cultivating the mental exercise. The moment he stood up, his entire body would emit crackling sounds.

After this cultivation, Ling Yu's bones and flesh had become even tougher.

After finishing the cultivation of the mental exercise, what followed was the tempering of the Sword Arts.

Regarding the Sword Arts, Ling Yu was actually still very unfamiliar with it. He had never even seriously trained in the Ling Family's Wind Spirit Sword Technique before.

However, the Sword Arts that the red-clothed woman had calculated was even simpler than the original Sword Arts, its power was actually higher than the original Sword Arts. Combined with the mental exercise, Ling Yu had mastered it quite a bit.

In the forest at the back of the mountain, a clanging sound broke the tranquility of the early morning.

Ling Yushou slashed forward with his long sword. His moves were simple, but with each of his moves, the air would resonate with a sonorous sound, as if there was a million strong army fighting against each other. Killing intent surged, and the brilliance was extremely sharp.

This was the true essence of the Sunlight Sword. Although it was the same as the original Sword Arts, its origin was already different.

The flowing light that pervaded the Sword Arts, cultivated to the limit, tens of thousands, turned into treasured swords, cutting through gold and breaking stones. Its attack power was simply terrifying to the extreme.

It was just that with Ling Yu's current strength, he still had not been able to unleash the full potential of the Sunlight Sword.

"Clang!"

Following a series of metallic trembling sounds, Sword light s fell like rain and Ling Yu's figure howled across the ground in front of him. As the soil flew, the eight Sword light s immediately peeled open the rocky ground in front of them and drew eight ditches that were half a finger deep.

Only then did Ling Yu stop, his entire body drenched in sweat, the Profound strength in his body almost exhausted.

Even though he had exhausted his stamina, Ling Yu was still very happy in his heart. He had already cultivated in the rear mountain for half a month, and his strength had increased by leaps and bounds.

The Flame Light Sword had also become very adept at training, and could at least perform a complete set of moves.

However, Ling Yu was very clear in his heart that cultivation was different from actual combat. Flame Light Sword still needed a large amount of actual combat to transform into true Sword Arts.

Until now, the Flame Light Sword had also come to an end.

In this half a month, the remaining eight Tianyuan Pill had been completely used up.

Although this cultivation did not cause his Profound art to have any breakthroughs, his fighting strength had increased by several levels because of the ancient Sunlight Sword.

Eight Tianyuan Pill, ah. If it were anyone else, eight Tianyuan Pill would be enough for him to directly break through from the Middle stage of the Bone Tempering stage to the Late Bone Tempering stage and open up the Qihai. This meant that the Soul bead gave Ling Yu extraordinary strength, but at the same time, if he wanted to raise his Cultivation Level, Ling Yu would have to pay a heavy price.

Looking at the rate at which the Tianyuan Pill were running out of energy, it was difficult for Ling Yu himself to even estimate the price he would have to pay if he wanted to continue cultivating.

Especially now, when Ling Yu realized that he had no choice but to face the huge problem of lacking cultivation resources.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Even if it is a peerless treasure, there are still advantages and disadvantages."

The next morning, Ling Yu woke up early, took advantage of the lack of people, and quickly left his temporary residence, directly rushing towards the swamp.

His plan was simple. He wanted to dig out all the precious jade buried in the swamp that day and trade it for cultivation resources outside.

After all, there was still about half a month before Ling Yu took part in the Hall Competition.

Ling Yu did not care about the name of the core disciple, but he was still unwilling to give up his identity as a core disciple.

A core disciple were all in Gaofujun. As a diaosi, no one would not wish to become the Gaofujun in their dreams. Ling Yu was naturally no exception.

When he passed by the Martial Arts Practice Field, Ling Yu realized that there were a lot of inner disciples on top of the Martial Arts Practice Field.

Not far away, there were even many elders and core disciples from Martial Sect. Ling Yu could not help but frown, it seemed that he would temporarily be unable to enter the marshland.

Otherwise, if the elders of Martial Sect were to find out, wouldn't they have ripped him into pieces?

"Ling Yu, so you are also here?" Right at this moment, a burst of cheers sounded out. Ling Yu turned around and saw a human-shaped meatball rolling towards him.

"Damn fatty …"

"Come over quickly, or there won't be any more spots." Fatty pulled Ling Yu and drilled into the crowd.

"What do you mean, there are no more placings?" Ling Yu looked at Cheng Yu with suspicion. Someone that could make him so excited must be someone he could take advantage of.

"You still don't know? To participate in the tempering! " The fatty brought Ling Yu to the front of the plaza, and it was only then that Ling Yu realized that the new entrants were all gathered there.

"What's going on?" Ling Yu asked softly. He had been cultivating for the past few days, and had no idea what had happened.

On one hand, the Martial Sect was to test the strength of the new disciples. On the other hand, he hoped that after passing this tempering, when entering the nothingness, he would be able to come across a good opportunity.

"nothingness? "A lucky chance?" Ling Yu frowned, these words sounded very hateful, what was going on?

"En, although there are a lot of people in there, it is also possible that we might encounter some lucky chances, but most of them are likely going to be buried in the nothingness, as for the lucky chance that I do not care about, as long as I can return alive and find a few high quality spirit herbs, I will be satisfied." The fat guy said expectantly.

Ling Yu listened intently, as he finally understood what was going on with the tempering this time.

It turned out that half a month after the new disciples took in disciples, the Martial Sect would arrange for them to enter the Spirit Treasure Ruins to temper themselves.

It was said that the Spirit Treasure Ruins were the hidden treasure of the ancient Ling-Bao Dynasty, and was located inside the nothingness. Only youths under the age of eighteen could enter, and only once every three years, many people would only have one chance to enter it, but the nothingness was not a peaceful place, and there were indeed ancient treasures inside, many people had obtained them before, and because of that, some people's strength greatly increased, in a short year, they were directly promoted from inner sect to core disciple.

It could be said that of the Martial Sect disciples that entered, at least one-tenth of them would be buried in the nothingness forever.

"Brother, nothingness's spirit treasures are everywhere, do you think we should join the Alliance? After all, it is too dangerous inside, and there are even unknown creatures hunting humans. If we are not careful, we might even lose our lives."