She was just a mortal who couldn't practice before, okay?
"Although it is said that the other party is blessed with luck, it is an exaggeration to say that he is similar to me." She took a closer look.
snort!
snort!
This junior apprentice's apprentice has a very unique way of exercising.
A group of mountain spirits, carrying broadswords and long swords, slashed her from all directions!
"How is this going?"
Xing Hanhan poked Wu Lang next to him.
Before Wu Lang could answer, the tiger next to him quickly began to take credit.
"This is the secret to practice."
The tiger was very flattering and said: ""I heard that this fighting race in ancient times was very manic. Their etiquette when meeting each other was to chop each other with a knife after meeting!"
"If you don't give someone a chop after meeting, you don't respect the other person!"
"Just like when we meet and hold fists, they call it the killing ceremony!"
"Even if there are different tribesmen who want to make breakthroughs in cultivation, when necessary, they will gather their fellow tribesmen to help him fight with each other!"
"When we meet, help each other and chop him with a knife?"
Xing Hanhan was shocked, "Is there anything so exaggerated about this race?"
She made up a picture in her mind.
A group of devilish muscular men meet and chop each other until they bleed. The scene is so beautiful!
Manic.
coquettish.
This story told by my junior brother is really good at making it up, and it seems to be true, as if there really is such a tribe of berserker warriors.
Actually, there is.
Those sand sculptures and the Xixi tribe did meet and chop each other, and even fought with each other to practice.
A complete masochist.
"Of course."
The tiger shook his head and said: "What is the sword tomb? The nemesis of the sword! Exercise this holy martial body, absorb the sword technique, the meaning of the sword technique! Temper the body!"
"I see." Xing Hanhan nodded, "No wonder you have come to my place to place so many orders in the past few days, and you have also ordered a lot of swords and magic weapons. It turns out that you want to break them on yourself to absorb the sword power of the magic weapons.
Sword Intent, let’s practice.”
Her eyes were bright, and she could imagine that the technique developed by her junior brother was so mysterious.
After entering the foundation building period, it is time to exercise your body, eat knives, and eat swords!
Big consumer!
The broken sword absorbs the artistic conception!
In fact, the more powerful the sword, the stronger the killing conception it contains. Even some ancient famous swords, artifacts, magic weapons, after absorbing them, the stronger the body becomes.
"No wonder it's called Sword Tomb."
"It's really a tomb of magical weapons."
Xing Hanhan sighed, "Before this, I only thought it was interesting when I saw this technique during the Qi Refining Period. It is during this foundation-building period that the amazing features of this technique truly blossom."
She could imagine the potential of this technique.
The swordsman, the swordsman’s nemesis, was crazily restrained!
In the future, only monks from various departments of magic will be able to practice close to this body.
However, this is even worse. Most magic monks are fragile and cannot be chased and crushed by this fierce fist. Those fragile warlocks are not good at melee combat?
In game terms.
This is a melee swordsman. All of them are defeated by this berserk warrior. Only the crispy ones from a distance can effectively attack him.
As a result, a funny scene appeared: a muscular warrior chasing a bunch of crispies, and no one in the front row could resist him!
"It's so disgusting." She felt that this technique was so malicious and worthy of being a bitch.
This mad battle brings out the essence of madness.
"Junior brother is amazing."
After watching for a while, she glanced at the big tiger again: "It seems that you have Buddha nature now."
"Senior, of course."
The tiger was very thief, and he said with a smile: "I have been very wise a long time ago, and I am also a vegetarian Buddhist."
Xing Hanhan smiled: "Ah?? You are a big tiger, neutered, and become a vegetarian?"
The tiger clasped its paws together with a compassionate look on its face: "I never kill any living thing. I feel that it is very cold, so I want to warm it up with my stomach, and use my body temperature to melt its cold body and mind."
Xing Hanhan's eyes suddenly brightened up and he felt very cordial, "You little tiger in the Foundation Establishment stage are truly a confidant! I have never killed an immortal, not even a chicken. Thinking about it, my personality has long been related to my Buddha."
"Master, uncle, you are really powerful." Tiger said, very unruly.
"Cough cough cough."
Wu Lang coughed twice, interrupting the two of them.
Xing Hanhan felt so happy that he took out a small stick and said, "Disciple, I am a practitioner of stick skills, and I am also one of the weapons. I will help you cut a stick and absorb my stick skills. Your practice will definitely improve greatly.
."
Bang!
Bang bang!
Her mood was very high. Even if she restrained herself, after beating her for a while, Xu Xinying was so happy that her whole body turned red and she felt calm on the ground, unable to get up again.
"Thank you, senior sister." Wu Lang said.
"It's okay, junior brother, let's get down to business." Xing Hanhan said: "This month has passed, and things outside have become a bit fermented, and they are getting quite big, getting bigger and bigger. Jingzhou also knows about it, and they are probably looking for you.
"
"Oh." Wu Lang had already expected it.
He sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Xing Hanhan was even more anxious than Wu Lang and said: "The origin of the news is not in Jingzhou. The major ancient sects in other places have tacitly blocked the news in Jingzhou. They have crossed a continent and rushed to Jingzhou. Who knows that they were still caught by Jingzhou?"
Some big local factions discovered it and started searching for you."
"Originally, there are some things that you shouldn't know in advance, but now that it's reached this level, it's better to tell them."
Her voice was flat.
"There is a huge difference in the level of wealth among the nine states."
"Especially in Jingzhou, the spiritual energy is extremely thin. It can be called the continent of the end of law. It is full of thorns and black soil. Mountain spirits are everywhere. The people are in dire straits. Only a few ancient ancient sects that have declined are surviving in it."
"And we, the Huangquan Holy Sect, have attacked those sects before. Several of their elders from the previous generations have disappeared, and they were captured by us and sent to the eighteenth level of hell."
"At this time, all the great monks in the world have guessed that you are in Jingzhou, but even if you want to rush there, it will take you at least twenty or thirty years to cross the various restricted areas, the vast abyss of clouds and mist, and the sea of suffering that surrounds Jingzhou's border.
, the ancient temples and forbidden mountains...are in Jingzhou."
"So, you only need to beware of the indigenous monks in Jingzhou."
"But it's meaningless to say so much. It's meaningless to you, a monk who has just started practicing. It won't make any difference if I want to kill you."
Wu Lang nodded.
This good feeling is just comfortable.
If his favorability was not so high, it would be impossible for Xing Hanhan to be so nosy.
But are you cowardly?
Just stick to the plan, and when they find out, the sea of mountain spirits is growing and expanding exponentially, and no one can find them.
"Do you want to commit suicide and come back directly?" She suddenly said: "If you leave Jingzhou and go to other places, no one will know about you."
Wu Lang shook his head, would he be scared?
Let’s look at the situation first and then talk.
I don’t want to give up on this kind of cultivation environment. I’ll wait until I can practice for a while again.
...
Jingzhou.
Everywhere, there are storms.
"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
After several compliments in a row, I held the book and diary in my hands and couldn't put it down.
"In Jingzhou, things are going to change."
In another place, an old man who was educating his disciples suddenly smiled and said, "Strong winds arise at the end of Qingping, and heroes arise from the ranks. In this era, capable people have emerged!"
"It's a pity that the scholar is going to die, and now he is in the foundation-building stage."
"Why?" A girl next to her asked curiously: "Shouldn't such a person be a hero? Shouldn't he be protected by various sects? He solved the beast disaster in Jingzhou!"
Why is Jingzhou so barren?
It’s not just the geographical environment that makes the spiritual energy thin.
Or because of the beast disaster, there are mountain spirits everywhere.
If the animal disaster is solved, Jingzhou may not be able to rise and rival the prosperity of several other continents. This is a great thing.
"Heroes always become martyrs."
The old Taoist shook his head, "Unless during this period of time, he can skyrocket, turn Jingzhou into his sect's pure land, and cultivate great power on his own, is this possible?"
"Jingzhou is too big. We won't be the first to find him. When we find him, we will surely visit his grave."
The old monk held his white beard and said, "I just hate that heroes and saints like me and I can't meet each other. We sigh and talk about wine and conviviality. We are already separated by heaven and earth. Such a person needs a few more sticks of incense."
...
In a street in Jingzhou.
A middle-aged man carrying a coffin was drinking in a restaurant when he suddenly laughed wildly: "There is hope, finally there is hope."
He touched the coffin gently, as if he saw his lover, "That person can develop the skills for the mountain spirit, and he can also develop the skills for you. If you, a mortal who cannot practice, can set foot on the path of cultivation, we will no longer be immortals."
Two partitions!"
"Finally you no longer have to sleep and suffer from longevity."
"If he doesn't agree, regardless of whether he is a great scholar or a good person for the sake of the common people in the world, I will go and beat him to death."
...
Among a large sect in Jingzhou.
"Holy Girl." A sword-wielding attendant walked out of the darkness.
"Elder, don't follow me anymore. The world is in chaos due to demonic disasters. I want to pay a private visit incognito and go out for a walk." She said coldly: "I have ethereal spiritual roots. I can come and go freely. There is no danger."
"yes."
The sound gradually faded away.
...
In a rural area.
An ancient Buddha wearing a worn-out cassock suddenly opened his eyes:
"Interesting, very interesting."
"I practice Mahayana Buddhism, cultivate myself, and use my own strength to build a big boat to ferry sentient beings across the river."
"His Hinayana Buddhism cultivates sentient beings, allowing them to build their own boats and cross the river by themselves."
He kept mumbling.
The novice disciple next to him slowly said: "Master, do you also think that Hinayana Buddhism is correct? This subverts the foundation of our Buddhist tradition."
The old monk said calmly: "I just heard rumors. I don't understand the specifics and don't make any judgments. But what I want to say is that this scholar's thoughts have surpassed many people in ancient and modern times. He stands on the pinnacle of the long history and holds the truth.
.”
"He traveled around the world and experienced hardships at the bottom. He did not just talk about it, but he united knowledge and action, did it, and accomplished it. I saw in him the same Buddha nature that I have always had."
"The spirit of saving the common people can only be possessed by a small number of people in this unequal and troubled world."
