Chapter 142 Leaving

At this moment, as this ray of the true meaning of kendo rippled in his heart, Lin Lan seemed to have a sword light flashing in his mind, and he suddenly had a deeper feeling about the artistic conception of kendo in his heart.

Of the six magical powers he has practiced, five of them have been deduced and revised with the help of Sikong Wuxin. They are all based on swordsmanship. Therefore, as long as there is progress in the swordsmanship and under the influence of tranquility, the magical powers can be quickly transformed and perfected.

At this time, as his level of swordsmanship improved, these five magical powers began to accelerate their transformation.

The magical power of "Nine Nine Points of God" does not have high requirements for artistic conception. It has already undergone a huge transformation in the last tribulation of the world of mortals, so it has been cultivated to the critical line of perfection a few days ago. It only waits for the other five magical powers to transform together.

Perfect supernatural powers.

"Is the true meaning of swordsmanship... coming from the spirit of this magic sword?"

Lin Lan glanced at the little black cat lying on his lap and understood immediately.

It seems that because he used the sword element to help Xiao Hei digest the magic sword, the weapon spirit of the magic sword also began to be digested by Xiao Hei, and the tool spirit itself is an existence similar to a collection of memories.

It is normal for the weapon spirit of this magic sword to contain the artistic conception related to the sword. The weapon spirit began to be digested and refined, and Xiao Hei fed back the memory of the sword spirit to his master.

"Continue digesting."

Lin Lan began to instill the sword essence into Xiao Hei with all his strength, and Xiao Hei also began to feed back wisps of kendo artistic conception to his master.

"Stop!"

"Stop it!"

The magic sword spirit in Xiao Hei's body suddenly let out waves of cold roars.

But Lin Lan still ignored him.

Although it is Lingbao's weapon spirit, it is still just a weapon spirit after all. Once it enters Xiao Hei's body and recognizes its master, it is impossible to hurt him.

After a while.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

After the magic sword spirit said three good words, he was silent for a long time, and then the cold voice sounded again: "It's up to you. Even if you become the master's pet, you are not qualified to be my master. I would rather disappear than smoke.

I won’t live under you, but it’s a pity that I can’t see my master anymore.”

"Your master is really 'she'?" Lin Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, now fully confirmed.

He said calmly: "Why don't you tell me more about your master? Then I will let you go, this weapon spirit. How about that?"

The magic sword spirit just snorted coldly and did not answer.

"Tang Tianyuan, the first-generation national master, knows your master, and we should have a good relationship, right?" Lin Lan said calmly: "I am Tang Tianyuan's successor. You, the weapon spirit of the magic sword, should not have such a bad relationship with me, right?"

The magic sword spirit sneered: "We have a good relationship? If it weren't for Tang Tianyuan, the master would not have fallen into that fate. How dare you mention Tang Tianyuan?"

"oh?"

Lin Lan was thoughtful and asked: "What did your master help Tang Tianyuan with? The demonic seal of the Dream Demon Ancestor? Or did you borrow it from him for seventy-one years?"

"You know a lot." The Demon Sword Spirit said coldly: "But you are wrong. The master is not helping Tang Tianyuan, but is being coerced by Tang Tianyuan."

"Coercion?"

Lin Lan's heart moved and she added, "Tell me more about it?"

"I don't need to tell you." The magic sword spirit replied coldly, and then fell silent.

"Don't want to say?" Lin Lan pondered for a moment and asked, "Is your master still alive?"

The magic sword spirit still didn't answer.

Lin Lan asked for a while and tested it many times, but the magic sword spirit would rather be refined by Xiao Hei and still did not respond even half a word.

He didn't care and continued to let Xiao Hei refine it.

According to the quality and power of this magic sword, Xiao Hei doesn't know how many years it will take to completely refine it. If he really wants to ask questions, there is no rush in such a short while.

The wisps of true meaning of swordsmanship that Xiao Hei fed back were of great use to him, allowing him to practice his magical powers faster, perfect his magical powers soon, and even break through to the level of great magical powers as soon as possible.

…

The next day.

The number one general of the Fengtian Army, ‘Luo Qinghong’, came to Prince Qian’s Mansion as promised.

"General Luo."

Lin Lan sat on the Tianya chariot and looked at Luo Qinghong and said, "I have written a few more poems that Mo Jinhuan asked for. They are all ready. You can just take them back to him."

Fan Qingyao, who was next to him, immediately came to Luo Qinghong holding several framed calligraphy.

Luo Qinghong waved his sleeves and put away the letters. He nodded with a smile and said: "I'd like to trouble Deputy Sect Leader Lin. By the way, the young marshal said that according to the past rules, if you send him poems, he will also have one."

I gave you a gift in return and asked me to bring it here."

As he spoke, he turned over his hand, and a small and exquisite bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

"A gift in return?" Lin Lan looked at the bronze mirror in Luo Qinghong's hand.

For him now, there are not many treasures worth caring about. With the support of Dengtian Pavilion and Dayu, most treasures in the world can be easily obtained. External treasures that are useful in cultivation have long been available.

.

Ordinary Tianbao is nothing to care about.

Only special treasures like the Tianya Chariot or legendary spiritual treasures like the Demon Sword can make his heart move.

"This is a gift from the young marshal."

Luo Qinghong explained with a smile: "The young marshal said that this bronze mirror was left by his mother in the past, and it is somewhat helpful for the 'will to become true' required to practice great supernatural powers."

"Oh?" Lin Lan was a little surprised.

All the conditions required to develop great supernatural powers are outrageous without exception.

The first is the Yuan Shen, which requires thousands of years of mana and will to become a saint.

Secondly, a natal magical power requires one thousand mana, and he needs six thousand mana.

Then there is the ultimate level of skill, such as the "no sword" of kendo.

There are also basic requirements such as vitality state and energy accumulation.

In addition to these, it is also necessary for the will to touch the real level in order to seize the creation of heaven and earth, seize a trace of the essential power of heaven and earth, and allow the already perfected supernatural power to transform again and turn into a miraculous great supernatural power.

The realization of will is not difficult to say, nor is it easy to say. It is just a matter of dripping water through stone, allowing will to gradually affect reality.

If the previous conditions can be gathered together, it is only a matter of time before the will becomes true.

Is this bronze mirror really helpful for willpower?

This was the first time Lin Lan had heard of such treasures, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"The bronze mirror left by Mo Jinhuan's mother?"

Lin Lan looked at the bronze mirror in Luo Qinghong's hand and said, "I heard that Mo Jinhuan took his mother's surname. I didn't expect that Mrs. Taishi was also an expert in cultivation?"

"This..." Luo Qinghong hesitated and said, "I don't know much about Madam, but I guess she is."

Lin Lan couldn't help but glance at him and asked, "Not sure?"

Luo Qinghong is the number one general in the Fengtian Army, the most important arm of the coach Tai Shi Yan, and can definitely be called a confidant, but he doesn't even know about the coach's wife?

"This...I really don't know."

Luo Qinghong said helplessly: "More than twenty years ago, the coach accidentally went deep into the Demon Suppressing Valley. A few days later, after returning safely, the coach was a little distracted. A year later, there was a baby next to the coach. The coach

It was then said that he was already married and the baby was given by his wife."

"Baby, is this Mo Jinhuan?" Lin Lan asked.

"Yes." Luo Qinghong nodded, "But apart from the commander and the young marshal, no one in the army has ever seen his wife."

Lin Lan was a little surprised and said: "Mo Jinhuan doesn't look like he is estranged from his mother. The coach's wife has obviously been with him many times. Have you never seen her before?"

Luo Qinghong shook his head slightly, and then said: "However, it is indeed strange. The young marshal often played alone in the military tent when he was a child. The marshal did not let the maid take care of him. I sent the maid to look after the young marshal, but the young marshal said that his mother was with him.

He told me not to worry about him."

Lin Lan said thoughtfully: "Is the coach's wife also a high-level practitioner?"

He was obviously taking care of Mo Jinhuan, but he was able to hide it from many powerful people in the Fengtian Army without being discovered, especially a powerful practitioner like Luo Qinghong who was on the Shenxiu List. He was at least a high-level practitioner.

Moreover, Mo Jinhuan was born after Taishi Yan, the head coach of the Fengtian Army, went deep into the Demon-Suppressing Valley. Maybe... what is the connection with the Demon-Suppressing Valley?

Lin Lan didn't know much about Demon Suppression Valley either.

He only knows that the Demon-Suppressing Valley has existed since the founding of Dayu. The valley is filled with demonic energy. The depths of the demonic energy are sealed by a barrier, making it impossible to enter. However, the demonic energy keeps flowing out, and various phenomena often occur.

Demonic spirits and evil things transformed by evil spirits.

Therefore, the Fengtian Army guards the Demon-Suppressing Valley all year round. Sometimes when the situation is serious, they will ask Chonghua City for support.

"That's not clear."

Luo Qinghong shook his head slowly and said: "The coach seems to be quite concerned about my wife's affairs and has many concerns, so I don't dare to mention it more."

At this time, Lin Lan suddenly remembered that it was the first time he met Mo Jinhuan. After introducing himself, Mo Jinhuan said that he had heard the name Lin Lan somewhere, and that his mother had also mentioned Lin Lan.
To be continued...