Chapter 421: Back to Dream Space, Special Training for Experts
Chapter 421: Dream Space, Special Training for Masters
Under the influence of the Blood Heaven Essence Stone, the extremely vicious blood curse was resolved. Although Su Su lost too much blood, he was an innate warrior after all, and he woke up after only a short while.
As soon as she woke up, the faces of the five innate masters turned gloomy, especially the old man Linggui, whose face was full of anger.
However, they had promised Feng Ziyue that they would not attack Su Su again, at least they would not dare to do so in person.
"Master Feng, now that the treasure of the invincible monk has been discovered, we have all suffered some injuries, so we will not stay here for a long time. I would like to say goodbye to you!"
All the good things in the invincible monk's treasure had been looted by Feng Ziyue, but they did not dare to challenge Feng Ziyue. It would be boring to stay any longer. Headed by Hu He, they came to say goodbye to Feng Ziyue.
Except for the old man Linggui, the four of them each got a secret book. Naturally, they also wanted to go back early and practice hard in seclusion, so that they could at least reach a higher level.
As for the old man Linggui who had been planning for many years, but the result was nothing, and even his disciples turned against each other. Naturally, there is no need to mention the frustration in his heart. But now, although the blood curse has been solved, his body is still very weak. Seeing Su Su wake up, even more
Not wanting to stay any longer, he said goodbye and left.
"Thank you very much, Master, for saving your life..."
Su Su knew that her survival this time was entirely due to Feng Ziyue. Although Feng Ziyue did not agree when she asked him for help, he still took action and saved her life.
"You're welcome." Feng Ziyue shook his head. This woman was thoughtful. Although she was quite pitiful, she didn't want to deal with her anymore. "Miss Su, if you have nothing else to do, please come back. Now your master has just broken the blood curse."
, even if I can’t show much of my kung fu, it may not be able to harm you..."
After obtaining the Blood Nightmare Sutra and the Blood Heaven Essence Stone, Feng Ziyue also had a better understanding of the current situation of several people who had been cursed by the blood curse. They hurriedly said goodbye and left. Feng Ziyue also knew their difficulties.
It is still a problem to protect yourself in a hurry at this time. I am afraid that I don't have the time to deal with this Su Su.
Su Su struggled to stand up, her face was pale, and she bowed three times to Feng Ziyue.
"This matter may be a piece of cake for you, but it is a matter of life for me. I reminded you that the little girl does have some unresolved matters in this world. When I finish this matter, I will definitely come to Wuyang City to repay you."
A big favor..."
She didn't wait for Feng Ziyue's rejection. She stood up stubbornly, took three steps and returned to the original path. Her figure looked very thin.
Feng Ziyue sighed and shook his head slightly.
In the world, the weak eat the strong, and everyone is struggling to survive.
Just like ants, they are ups and downs in their destiny. Only the strong can change their destiny and go according to their heart.
Now Feng Ziyue's strength has not yet reached such a strong level, and what he can protect is only a few family members and friends. He really doesn't want to care about the rest.
Everyone has their own destiny.
The battle for the invincible monk's treasure has finally come to an end. The harvest this time can be described as rich.
Among them, there are three stones: the Heavenly Essence Stone of Transforming Blood, the Eight Immortals Stone of Heaven and Earth, and the Dream-Returning Stone, each of which has a great use. Wearing the first two stones on his body allows him to practice blood energy and stone energy with twice the result with half the effort, while the third stone,
It is the best place for him to hone his martial arts, especially where he can learn the nameless swordsmanship, which is even more remarkable.
He took a rough look at the rest of the Blood God's Treasure Book and a number of Buddhist techniques, and there were quite a few that could be practiced by relatives and friends around him, and he could also refer to them, which would be of great benefit.
There are also treasures such as the Seven Treasures Statue of Medicine Master Glazed Light Buddha. It is not possible to estimate their value at the moment. We have to wait until we go back and sort them out carefully to see how much value these treasures have. Maybe there will be some surprises.
There are also more than 10,000 innate elixirs, which finally temporarily solved his medicine shortage during this period. With various formulas, after giving them to Gan Ningshuang, he will definitely be able to refine more elixirs.
It's a pity that Gan Ningshuang and myself are the only two people who can refine the innate elixir. After all, the supply is still in short supply. It would be great if there were more people who could refine it.
As for the Taotie and the Five Hundred Unbreakable Golden Monk, it was also a huge harvest this time. Feng Ziyue thought about it, but decided not to take them away for the time being.
If you want to take away the five hundred gold monks, it would be better to take them with you along with the golden palace. The Xumina Mustard Stone seems not to be able to hold such a big thing, and the Taotie is still here for the time being. In this case, it is better to let him
Five hundred golden monks are temporarily guarding the portal. Anyway, the golden Buddha that controls these golden monks has fallen into his hands.
Others cannot cope with it at all.
Of course, what makes Feng Ziyue the most happy is that he finally broke through the seventh level of innateness in the battle with the mutated earth dragon, and can create his own battle scene. The Changming Tower of Wanjian Villa is very suitable for his sword to be proud of the world.
I don't plan to change my pride in the short term.
And in the Dreaming Stone, Hazy's understanding of the nameless swordsmanship is also extremely important.
It is a pity that this set of almost invincible swordsmanship cannot be used in actual combat for the time being. We can only wait for the future.
In this journey of the Invincible Monk's treasure, all of Feng Ziyue's goals have been achieved. In terms of time, it is much faster than he imagined. It is only summer at this time, and he has to go to Long Buyang for a sword competition.
It seems that it is still a few months early. It is better to practice in seclusion for a while in this invincible monk's treasure, using the dream stone.
Having made up his mind, Feng Ziyue guarded the door with five hundred gold monks, while he retreated in the Cangwu Pavilion.
At this time, he had taken away the Dream Stone, and the Cangwu Pavilion had become an ordinary small building. It was not until he took out the Dream Stone again that he re-entered the dreamland that was both real and illusory.
The old monk was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, and smiled slightly when he appeared.
"I didn't expect that Young Master, you could enter the core so easily. Didn't Taotie hurt you?"
This was a question knowingly. Feng Ziyue smiled calmly and said, "Fortunately, I got the blood spirit pill and transformed my blood spirit body, so Taotie didn't swallow me whole. Master, you are too unkind."
The old monk smiled awkwardly and said, "I know the young master will be fine. It's just that the young master is too talented. The artistic conception of the swordsmanship is really not something that the old monk can accept as a disciple. Therefore, he is reluctant to give the inherited blood spirit pill to the young master. I didn't expect that the young master
I actually got it myself..."
It's not that the old monk is stingy, he wants to leave this blood spirit pill to the disciple he likes. There is no way Feng Ziyue will accept him as his teacher, so of course he has to hide it.
Feng Ziyue smiled and didn't care about him.
"Master, now that the Dream Stone is in my hands, I am here to ask Master for advice on how to use this Dream Stone to practice?"
The old monk once said that the Dream Stone can be practiced in dreams and is very effective.
Feng Ziyue thought of going in and out of the Cangwu Pavilion and fighting against the stone sanyi, and it seemed like reality. If he could return to the dream stone and simulate various masters, his journey of cultivation would be much easier.
The old monk nodded, "This time the dream stone can restore the enemies you encountered. As long as your memory is clear, you can copy them with your spiritual thoughts. I experienced hundreds of battles that day, and this time there are many enemies in the dream stone."
Less memory of the enemy."
No matter how powerful the enemy is, as long as you have fought a battle and have memories of his powerful martial arts skills, you can copy them in the dream space of the dream stone. The better you understand the opponent's situation, the better
The more accurate it is, the closer the strength will be to the real enemy.
But after all, it is impossible to remember every detail clearly, and the copied masters in the dream space will always be slightly inferior to the real people.
But even so, it is more than enough for daily practice.
Feng Ziyue thought in his mind. In his previous life, he had encountered many enemies. Countless powerful enemies among them were still fresh in his memory. With a thought, he could also copy them.
Sure enough, as soon as he thought about it, a swordsman in purple clothes and a long beard appeared in this small Zen room.
The old monk laughed and said, "Young master, you are young, and although you are strong, your previous opponents may not be that powerful. Old monk, you have hundreds of battles, and the opponents you can choose will not..."
As the man in purple clothes completely appeared, the old monk was stunned and speechless, looking at the man in purple clothes in disbelief.
"This...this is also your former opponent, Young Master? Why do I think his strength is even better than yours, Young Master?"
This man in purple clothes exudes the aura of an emperor in the sword. He carries two broad swords on his back, his face is solemn, and he is not angry. He takes two steps forward, and he looks like a tiger or a dragon, quite like an emperor.
The Emperor of Swords, Sword Emperor Zhuang Ziyang!
This is also a master of the eighth level of innateness, or slightly inferior to Long Buyang, a strange man of the generation. However, Feng Ziyue fought with him for seven days and nights, and they were both swordsmen. This memory is extremely clear and almost complete.
Zhuang Ziyang reappeared with his spiritual thoughts. In this dream space, Zhuang Ziyang's strength seemed to be even stronger than that of Shi San.
The old monk was stunned, "Is this the master's teacher?"
When he thought about it, Feng Ziyue's current strength was still half weaker than the man in purple. You know, it is much easier to copy an opponent who is weaker than yourself than to copy an opponent who is stronger than yourself, because the weak can easily see through it.
, but if you look up at a strong person, you may not be able to see clearly.
Just like Kuangren Chu, although Feng Ziyue can completely replicate his momentum in the dream space, this person cannot be reproduced in real life because Feng Ziyue does not understand the power of his martial arts, and temporarily
unimaginable.
This copy of Feng Ziyue is so perfect that he is probably someone he is very familiar with.
The old monk was about to admire him when he saw another person slowly appearing next to the purple-robed Sword King. He had a sinister face and was unusually thin. An extremely long and narrow sword hung on his waist. His whole body was full of sword aura, revealing a strange and unpredictable aura.
Another innate master of the eighth level!
The old monk took a breath of cold air - how come all of this young man's opponents are so powerful?
Has he been fighting against such masters since he was a child? No wonder he is already so strong at just fifteen years old - but thinking about his childhood, I'm afraid it was also full of blood and tears.
The old monk looked at Feng Ziyue with sympathy, but saw that he had his eyes closed and was thinking about his previous opponents.
This sinister-looking man was naturally a member of the ranks of the Shadowless Divine Sword Master. He was the one who finally challenged Feng Ziyue on the top of Changming Tower after he had perfected his swordsmanship. He was not the one who died in the fifth stage of the Tianwu Trial in the Galaxy World.
that.
This man's swordsmanship also had its own unique secrets. Feng Ziyue did not let others use his sword as a waste, but copied him anyway.
Then, next to the two people, another man in black clothes and a bronze mask appeared. An unsheathed black sword hung from his waist. It exuded surging demonic energy. Even if he didn't move, there were tiny purple lightning bolts that couldn't stop.
Tangled and bursting.
As soon as this man appeared, a depressing aura spread in the air, and the man's eyes behind the bronze mask revealed blood-red pupils, which looked very terrifying.
He is also an innate master of the eighth level.
Sword Demon Xuan Yuanzi!
This person entered the devil's way with a sword and learned the magic of magic swordsmanship from killing. He is also one of Feng Ziyue's powerful enemies.
Of course, they were also the wronged souls on the Changming Pagoda that day.
These three sword wielders are the opponents that Feng Ziyue understands best, so he copied them first, and their strength is the closest to his own.
Some of the people who were copied later were slightly weaker. It’s not that their kung fu was not as good as the previous three, but these people didn’t use swords. Feng Ziyue’s understanding of their martial arts was, after all, separated by a layer, and he couldn’t fully understand it.
Show their essence.
For example, Master Wudao Qiankun Yuanyuan, the national preceptor of the Fan Kingdom—of course not the one we hunted for treasure with this time, but also the opponent in the battle on the Changming Pagoda. At that time, he had already broken through the eighth level of innateness, and his cassocks filled the sky, and his treasure appearance was solemn.
Another example is Xiaoxiang Witch Leng Youhan, Non-Returning Valley Master Ye Yuancheng and others, who were all top-notch masters in the world at that time, and now they all appear in this dream world in Feng Ziyue's spiritual thoughts.
Although the strength is slightly inferior to that of the original monk, in the eyes of the old monk, it is already amazing.
"My dear, I have lived for three hundred years. Although I have met more masters than this kid, he is only fifteen years old now and has already fought against so many masters. His future will be limitless..."
One or two of them may be Feng Ziyue's masters, but there are so many innate masters above the eighth level, with very different styles, and have nothing to do with Feng Ziyue's martial arts. It seems that they are really the opponents he has experienced.
The strength of these masters is slightly better than that of Feng Ziyue today, but he is not afraid at all, and he almost knows their strength well.
Such a young man cannot be described as a genius, he is simply a monster!
Feng Ziyue opened his eyes. He just tried to copy Kuangren Chu, but failed.
He was deeply impressed by Kuangren Chu's momentum and coercion, but he had never actually made a move, and he didn't know much about his martial arts. He wanted to copy it in this dream space, but it was impossible.
.
However, seeing this group of awe-inspiring opponents, Feng Ziyue burst into laughter.
Back then, when I was trying to test the sword world, I had to run around here and there, but now it's much simpler and less troublesome.
"Okay! Then this dream training starts with you!"
Feng Ziyue pointed at the middle stream.
This kind of opponent copied from the dream space has no thoughts and will not feel scared, but for some reason, when Feng Ziyue pointed his finger like this, Na Guan Zhongliu turned pale.