Three years to cultivate your mind and two years to refine your sword.
The shape of the ebony sword changed drastically. It lost its jaw and hilt, and all the impurities on the sword were slowly refined by Qin Sang, turning it into a pure sword embryo.
The sword embryo is suspended in front of Qin Sang, showing an emerald green color. The sword body is slender and slender, the shape is beautiful, and it is extremely pure. It looks like a piece of green jade, which is intoxicating.
This piece is the origin of the magic weapon fragment. It has been refined by the golden elixir monks with elixir fire sacrifice. Qin Sang used the intention of killing and polished it with water for nearly two years, and finally reached the requirements.
The first level of the exercises is not difficult, it just lays the foundation for practicing the exercises.
After completing the spiritual sword sacrifice, and then engraving the killing talisman on the sword, you can enter the true path of cultivation.
But Qin Sang didn't expect that he would get stuck at the last step.
In the past two years, he has become familiar with every stroke of the killing talisman. He can visualize the killing talisman out of thin air. It is no different from the one in the technique. However, he cannot engrave the killing talisman on the sword, which always feels wrong.
something.
After staying in seclusion in the cave for two full months, Qin Sang made various attempts but made no progress.
His skills were unable to break through, and his cultivation was always stagnant, unable to make any progress.
Because of being harvested, his current cultivation level is not as good as when he first broke through the foundation building stage.
'Buzzing...'
As if feeling Qin Sang's upset, the ebony sword trembled slightly, making a slight sword cry, and the sword also exuded a blood-colored light.
After practicing, the sword energy of the ebony sword turned into an astonishing crimson color, as bright as blood, and filled with murderous intent.
The body of the ebony sword seems to be smaller than before, but after being refined with the intention to kill and removing the essentials, its power and quality are now at a higher level than before.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the divine light is like lightning.
The sword energy of the ebony sword is condensed to the extreme. If it explodes completely, the ebony sword will completely transform into a blood-red flying sword. It is completely invisible to the naked eye. The outer layer is actually composed of illusory sword energy.
The killing intent of the soul and the sharpness of the sword energy are far beyond before.
After breaking through the second level, the skill also comes with a magical power: man and sword merge into one, and the shadow becomes invisible.
Since he was unable to break through the second level, Qin Sang could only guess at the function of this magical power. It sounded like a sword escape method, not like a killing move.
The Flying Sky Shuttle can be used to travel long distances, but it is not very fast. If you are fighting against monks of the same realm, if the battle situation is unfavorable, it will be difficult to rely on it to get rid of the opponent.
After being refined, one can fly with a sword, and the escape technique of sword cultivator is also top-notch among all kinds of escape techniques.
In the past five years, Qin Sang has taken advantage of his free time to practice to a great extent. He has mastered the sword escape technique in the sword formula, hoping that it will not conflict with his magical powers.
At this time, Qin Sang suddenly remembered Senior Brother Gong's advice: This technique requires the most extreme intention of killing. It is not enough to just visualize the killing talisman. You must enter the path of killing to understand it.
Qin Sang had some vague understanding, and imagining things out of thin air was no different than talking on paper, always separated by a layer.
Do you have to understand the way of killing in battle to create a real killing talisman?
After careful consideration, Qin Sang decided to give it a try, but he had to choose his opponent carefully.
If the strength is too weak, resulting in a crushing situation, it may not be effective. But if the opponent is also a foundation-building monk, his Qihai is not as good as others. He has been refining and raising swords for the past five years without any improvement, even if he has a few magic weapons.
, and it is difficult to win.
Moreover, he can't just go out on the street and challenge someone randomly when he meets them.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang spent a few days carefully sorting out the several spells he had mastered, then sealed the cave and returned to Shaohua Mountain for the first time in five years.
The peach blossoms at Jianmen Pass were still bright. Several female disciples saluted him from afar, but Qin Sang didn't recognize any of them and wondered if they were new disciples.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Wen is still in charge of Daomen Peak.
"Zheng Yan is stimulated by you."
Senior Brother Wen poured a cup of spiritual tea for Qin Sang. Hearing Qin Sang ask about Zhuang Yan, he smiled and said: "The cave in Dianyun Mountain is good. I asked him to go to Dianyun Mountain to take care of the medicine garden. This boy has figured it out and has become calm.
Many, for cultivators, they can't even build a foundation. Even if they can enjoy themselves for a while, how can they last long? He himself said that he is embarrassed to see you. He has been practicing hard in seclusion for the past few years, living in seclusion, without you to practice.
It’s a bit more elegant during the Qi period.”
Qin Sang couldn't help but think of the lonely time in the sinkhole, and shook her head with emotion.
Who knows, he has never let up now. The pain of his soul for five years forced him to survive, just to fight for the slightest chance of enlightenment.
Hearing the purpose of Qin Sang's trip, Senior Brother Wen muttered: "If Junior Brother Qin wants to practice in battle, the best place is undoubtedly the Ancient Immortal Battlefield. However, for monks in the early stage of foundation building, there are many unpredictable things.
It's dangerous, Junior Brother Qin, you'd better understand it clearly and prepare more life-saving means before going. If you are in the master's sect, you can only go to the head of the sect to see if there is anything about slaying demons and slaying demons. Hidden in Yuncang Daze
There are some monsters in the early stage of the demon spirit stage. Their sanity has just begun to awaken, but their wild nature has not retreated. They are driven only by instinct and sometimes come out to cause trouble. They are suitable for you, junior brother, to practice."
What Senior Brother Wen said was exactly what Qin Sang meant, and he also considered it this way. Monsters do not have the strange magic weapons of human monks, and even if they have natal magical powers, they are very simple.
Qin Sang drank tea with Senior Brother Wen for a while, and the two exchanged some cultivation experiences. Qin Sang benefited a lot. When he was about to get up and go, his expression suddenly changed slightly and he turned to look outside the palace door.
'call out!'
There was only a sound of piercing the sky, and then a ray of light was seen rushing over. A middle-aged monk looked hurriedly, and his expression seemed a little anxious. He stepped into the hall, and when he saw Qin Sang, his expression suddenly softened.
Senior Brother Wen pushed the cup and stood up, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yu always goes to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so why do you have time to come to our place today?"
Surname Yu?
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, and he was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, because he had seen this person before.
There were seven people who passed through the treasure gourd illusion at that time. In addition to Qin Sang, Chu Wenjian, He Mu, Senior Brother Gong and the old man named Zhao, there were also two middle-aged monks.
It's just that they had a message exchange with Head Yu at that time, and Qin Sang didn't know their names. The monk named Yu he saw now was one of them.
Seeing this person, Qin Sang thought of Yu Daiyue who had sent him several transmission notes in the past two years. Could it be him?
"Senior Brother Wen's words are still so sharp."
The monk surnamed Yu seemed to be quite familiar with Senior Brother Wen. He made a joke, then looked at Qin Sang without hesitation and said: "You guessed it right, I do have another purpose in coming to you this time. Junior Brother Qin
, we’ve been separated for several years, but you still remember me?”