Winter has arrived, and snowflakes are beginning to float everywhere in Qintian County.

But among the grass and trees, there is sunshine and scorching sun.

I have to say that it is indeed a Feng Shui treasure land.

The most intense part of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the medicine field of Ding Jiu was Lin Yun sitting cross-legged, condensing the Zi Yuan sword technique.

The Zi Yuan Sword Technique has reached the peak of the sixth level, with thirty-six petals blooming, crystal clear and flawless, as beautiful as a dreamy. It is ethereal and lively, but also as heavy as a mountain, thick and majestic, and continuous.

The foundation has been polished poorly, and Lin Yun is not in a hurry to make a breakthrough.

The Zi Yuan Sword Technique has a total of sixteen levels, and the first six levels are just the foundation. It condenses the sword force and hones the spiritual essence, and evolves into the perfect Zi Yuan Flower.

It is only when it reaches the seventh level that it is a real breakthrough. You can condense the Zi Yuan sword energy in your body. The sword energy turns into a ray of light, like a stunning geek that penetrates the sun, invincible.

When you reach the ninth level, it will be even more amazing. You can refine a purple vane sword formation in your body. The sword energy will solve the problem, and you can kill the enemy in one thought.

Lin Yun dared not be careless in the martial arts inherited from the golden age. There would be no mistakes when laying a solid foundation.

Of course, the more important reason is poverty...

He relied on forbidden techniques such as the Heaven-Swallowing Technique for several breakthroughs. If there was no Yinsha to swallow, the resources required for the sword technique to break through were astronomical numbers.

The sword technique is broken through, and I am temporarily weak.

Now, he wants to try to condense the Purple Kimber Holy Fire and open more secrets in the bamboo slips.

Heart Sutra of Time!

Now I am eager to know what kind of exercises the Heart Sutra of Time is.

In the distance, above the medicine field, Niu Bingshun and others were busy with tension and hard work.

Among them, Niu Bingshun was the most laborious, carrying two buckets of monster feces. He carefully poured it on the spiritual medicine under the scorching sun. The smell was so stinking that his face turned completely black.

He was so dirty, and he didn't think about resisting.

But after being beaten by Lin Yun again, he gave up completely and honestly picked up the feces.

Thousands of acres of medicinal fields were almost dark after he finished watering them.

The Blood Dragon Horse sneaked over while it was dark, which made Li Wuyou very happy.

He was in this grass and wood peak, so bored and crazy.

Nowadays, I ride a blood dragon horse every day, roaming around the market in a few nearby medicine fields.

He was nicknamed "Plague God" by other prisoners in medicine fields.

Although the medicinal fields of Caomu Peak seem free and have no rules, only one is considered a taboo.

The medicinal materials grown must be taken good care of, and the quantity and quality must not be poor. The Caomu Hall will send people to count them every month. Once any mistakes are found, the prisoners and disciples in the medicine field will be severely punished.

Therefore, people fight from time to time in this place, but no one uses a sword.

With a slight sway of the sword, the damaged medicinal materials will not be one or two, and they will be destroyed in pieces.

Li Wuyou rode on the Blood Dragon Horse and ran, unable to see even a shadow.

A little bit of trampling on some medicinal herbs is enough for them to drink a pot. The people in Caomufeng looked worried when they saw him.

Lin Yun advised him to practice well and break the entrance as soon as possible.

This guy is not in a hurry at all. This is the way he practices. The longer he accumulates in his innate life, the more benefits he will get after breaking the entrance.

Even all the spiritual jades he picked up on the martial arts arena that day were handed over to Lin Yun for him to practice.

In a vague sense that Li Wuyou seemed cynical, but in fact he was very ambitious.

It's a bit like Bai Lixuan who has settled in the innate realm. That guy has been slow to break through the entrance hall, and there is no news yet.

"Not care about these, I'm trying it out."

Now at the peak of the sixth level of Zi Yuan Sword Art, the Zi Yuan Holy Fire has made several times more progress than before.

Logically speaking, he should be able to see more content.

In Ding Jiu's medicine field, the rest of the people were busy working, and Lin Yun was also remote.

At that moment, Lin Yun took out the bamboo slips from his arms.

The bamboo slips carved with the fire of time are much heavier than before.

Without hesitation, Lin Yun pulled out the burning flames from the purple kite flowers and kept pouring them in.

As the purple coin's holy fire is not profitable, the ancient simplified worlds are getting lighter and lighter.

Not long after, the bamboo slips gently, floated in the air, and then started to burn.

But it's not finished yet...

This time, most of the purple coin holy fire in Lin Yun's body was not consumed.

Without slowing down, continue to pour the purple vulcan sacred fire into it.

The bamboo slips burned for a long time, and in the end, Lin Yun saw that the four ancient characters "Time is like fire" were burning in the flames.

boom!

There were many more pictures in my mind, and the cold-looking alchemist appeared again.

In front of the towering alchemy furnace, the basic patterns he wrote were dense, more than ten times more than the last time.

Immediately afterwards, he clicked on the basic patterns and condensed them. In his hands, they gathered into more complex patterns. Lin Yun's pattern of recreating the innate pill was in it.

But it is only one of hundreds of complex patterns, and it does not seem very special.

Immediately afterwards, the picture shaking, exploding countless memory fragments in the city, condensed into four ancient characters, the Heart Sutra of Time.

The vast memory contains countless information, which he recited in his mind over and over again.

"Time is ruthless, taking heaven and earth as a furnace, refining mountains as swords, sealing white clouds as wings, and turning the sea into mulberry fields..."

A lot of information flowed into his mind, almost causing a split headache.

The thoughts are endless, like the morning bell and evening drum, and the constant imprints are difficult to forget.

After a while, Lin Yun began to read these memories. The Heart Sutra of the Year is indeed a set of exercises.

But it seems to have little to do with refining medicine, and it is not a skill to improve the realm of cultivation, but an ancient skill to practice spiritual patterns.

Only then did Lin Yun realize what the cold alchemist carved the special patterns and the patterns he used to transform the innate pill were...

It's a spiritual pattern!

It was born from the ancient times and was unpredictable Taoist patterns. There were saints who had seen through the secrets of heaven and understood Taoist patterns. A wisp of Taoist patterns could seal millions of miles of mountains and rivers and severely damage ancient ferocious beasts.

But in ancient times, all the ancient Taoist patterns disappeared and all the inheritance was destroyed.

Later generations could not see through the secrets of heaven, but they retreated from the broken Taoist patterns and understood the spiritual patterns.

Although spiritual patterns are far less powerful than Taoist patterns, they are easier to master. Even if you are not a saint, you can practice spiritual patterns.

However, it is still difficult for ordinary people to master the spiritual patterns.

To this day, those who can master spiritual patterns are all called Xuanshi. Generally speaking, spiritual patterns have three uses: refining medicine formations and casting treasure soldiers.

Spiritual patterns are divided into basic spiritual patterns and grade spiritual patterns, from low to high, namely first grade to ninth grade.

The first-grade spiritual patterns are composed of hundreds of basic spiritual patterns. The higher the grade, the more complex the spiritual patterns are.

The formations of the Imperial City and the Burial Sword Forest are all carved with spiritual patterns, and it is unknown how many ranks they are.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and suddenly realized that the bamboo slips in his hand had turned into a pile of ashes.

Bamboo slips are just ordinary things, and what truly makes them immortal is preserved from ancient times to the present is the four words "time is like fire".

Now that the memories contained in these four words have been absorbed by Lin Yun, the bamboo slips will certainly not exist.

"No wonder the Thirteenth Master asked me before if I had mastered this spiritual pattern..."

Lin Yun remembered that he had first seen Thirteenth Master in the Burial Sword Forest, and the other party asked this question.

At that time, I didn't know why.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly realized that the "pattern" I mastered is the basic spiritual pattern.

Unexpectedly, a bamboo slip that was unexpectedly harvested in Qingyang Realm made him accidentally walk onto the path of Xuanshi.

The master who created this heart sutra of the years was to understand the existence of the power of time from the changes of time and the changing world.

The seemingly eternal world has always been in the ruthless refining of time. Mountains will razed to the ground, and the vast sea will turn into mulberry fields. Nothing dares to be called eternal in the face of time.

This time, the Heart Sutra of the Year was created, and the True Yuan was derived from the power of the Year, and then the True Yuan was mixed with the Power of the Year to depict spiritual patterns.

In this way, the spiritual patterns will be blessed by the power of time. The same star-level spiritual patterns will have a huge gap between the power of blessing the power of time and the power of not blessed by the power of blessing the time.

But this technique is difficult to practice.

The power of time can even be cultivated into a flat ground. His true essence will be continuously condensed and consumed as the practice of the Heart Sutra over the years.

In this way, there are both benefits and benefits.

After the true energy is condensed, it will definitely be much stronger, but as the true energy is consumed, the realm will also slow down.

Fortunately, Lin Yun doesn’t need to worry too much for the time being.

He swallowed a lot of Yin Evil power, and after breaking the entrance, he did not calmly refine it.

Just take advantage of the time at the grass and trees to completely digest it.

After making up his mind, Lin Yun began to formally practice the Heart Sutra of the Years.

However, the practice of the Heart Sutra over the years consumes the true essence and the process is quite slow.

Fortunately, all the spiritual energy that Li Wuyou picked up was thrown to Lin Yun, otherwise it would not be enough to rely on the remaining evil power of the previous ones.

Time passes.

The practice of the Heart Sutra of the Year is slowly getting on the right track and successfully condensed a wisp of the power of the Year.

Lin Yun was immersed in hard practice, day and night, and did not dare to relax at all.

In the blink of an eye, one month passed at this grass and wood peak.

In addition to practicing the Heart Sutra for a Year, Lin Yun's martial arts and sword skills did not fall. At the same time, he also tried to condense the first mysterious vein to take the cultivation level one step further.

In the Xuanwu Realm, there is no bottleneck to condense the first mysterious vein, and the eight mysterious veins will become more and more difficult.

At the end of the month, it finally succeeded.

The moment the mysterious vein condensed, Lin Yun suddenly felt that the purple pot flower could accommodate a full ten times more true energy.

It can be imagined that the gap between the Xuanwu realm and each level is very huge.

If he had not mastered the complete sword intent and could not use weapons to each other, he would have taken a big advantage, Niu Bingshun, who was at the third level of Xuanwu Realm, would have been difficult to defeat.

Over time, he could be exhausted by relying on the huge amount of true energy alone.

On this day, Lin Yun stopped practicing, and Li Wuyou, who was wandering around, rushed back.

A group of people from Ding Jiu, wearing prison uniforms, gathered in the open space in front of the hut.

Today is a routine inspection of Caomutang once a month.
Chapter completed!