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Chapter 151 Yujian

() "Sword-handling!!" Li Ling was puzzled, but he really didn't know how to handle a sword.

"Li Ling, come with me. The junior disciples from Zixia Temple will wait for ten minutes. I have something to tell my disciples."

After saying that, Lingji took Li Ling to the backyard.

"Boy, I'm in trouble now." Lingji said with a smile.

"Indeed, I really don't know how to wield a sword, unless I understand the fourth level of Yuxu's return energy, the imperial level." Li Ling said.

"No, even if you don't understand the fourth level of Yuxu's Returning Qi, you can still wield a sword. This is what makes Yuxu's Returning Qi unusual." Lingji said.

"How to control a sword?" Li Ling asked immediately.

"The method is very simple. It doesn't rely on magic, but on mind power." Lingji said.

"Psychic power? Do you mean spiritual power?" Li Ling said.

"Yes, most people rely on immortal skills to control swords. However, the twelfth level of Yuxu Guiqi that you have learned, which is the third level of god itself, can activate the spiritual power. After the cultivator reaches the state of forgetfulness, he can

You can control the sword easily." Lingji said.

"If you want to wield a sword, please ask the master for advice." Li Ling said happily.

"First, you must forget yourself, and then be able to use your mental power to control the sword in your hand." Lingji pressed his fingers on his forehead, and the Canglong Sword behind him immediately unsheathed, curved in the air, and floated

An inch in front of Lingji.

"This is Yujian." Lingji said.

Li Ling said in surprise: "Master, I seem to understand a little bit."

Li Ling also followed the example of the gourd, closed his eyes and concentrated, and then forgot about it. All his spiritual power was concentrated on the Long Yuan sword behind him. With a dragon roar, the Long Yuan sword was unsheathed, and Long Yuan, wrapped in spiritual power, immediately flew to

The location designated by Li Ling.

Li Ling smiled happily and said: "Haha, I finally learned how to wield a sword."

"Well, this is the first step. The second step is that you need to stand on the sword without falling off." Lingji jumped onto the Canglong Sword. Standing on the Canglong Sword, he used Qing Gong.

It is as stable as a mountain and sticks to the sword.

"Yeah." Li Ling also jumped onto the sword, but for the first time he fell off the sword because he couldn't stand firm. After several efforts, he finally found the balance point.

"Successful." Li Ling maintained his balance and stood on the Long Yuan Sword, looking presentable.

"The third step is to use the power of the mind and control the sword to fly forward." Lingji flew out in an instant and flew back again, as fast as lightning.

"It's really wonderful." Li Ling excitedly moved the sword and flew out like a bird. In a moment of excitement, he flew above the clouds. After enjoying the high-altitude airflow, he flew down again.

"Okay, now that you have learned how to do it, you can follow those old Taoist priests to collect the demons." Lingji put the sword back behind his back and walked away leisurely.

Li Ling also put away the Long Yuan Sword and headed towards the courtyard of the front hall.

"Hmph, that kid has been gone for so long and why hasn't he come yet? Is it because he doesn't know how to wield a sword and ran away midway for fear of losing face?" Ziqiong said coldly.

"Senior Brother Lingji should explain something to Li Ling. Li Ling will not run away." Ling Zi explained for Li Ling.

"Who knows?" Zi Ting said.

Then, he saw Li Ling exiting the front hall door excitedly.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time." Li Ling bowed to the veterans.

"Huh." The three old men didn't give Li Ling a good look, and they were also angry at Li Ling's recklessness just now.

"Li Ling, if you don't know how to wield a sword, come with me." Ling Zi said.

"It's okay, Master Uncle Lingzi, just take Master Tianxian's nephew with you. I can handle the sword." Li Ling said with a smile.

"You can wield a sword."

Several people looked at Li Ling in disbelief, and everyone became suspicious. Li Ling, who was only nineteen years old, could actually wield a sword. This was simply a Taoist miracle.

Even if a person has been practicing since his mother's womb, it is impossible for him to be able to wield a sword at the age of nineteen.

"Tch, you're talking big words." Zi Ting said.

"Seeing is believing, I'll show it to you now." Li Ling's thoughts moved, and the Long Yuan sword behind him was unsheathed, and a mysterious light came out, and floated in front of Li Ling. Li Ling jumped up and stood in the courtyard.

After going around for a while, I returned to where I started.

Everyone present was stunned and speechless.

"Haha, Li Ling, I really belong to you." Ling Zi gave a thumbs up.

Tianxian was even more surprised and couldn't help but look at Li Ling like a god.

"Do you still have any questions now?" Li Ling asked the three veterans.

"No... no problem." The three of them were speechless.

"Then let's set off." Ling Zi smiled slightly.

Suddenly, five rays of light flashed, and five swords flew out.

Zi Xuan wields the sword alone, Zi Qiong and Zi Ting each carry their disciples, Ling Zi carries Tian Xian, and Li Ling flies alone.

After flying in the air for a day and night, and experiencing countless mountains, rivers, and rivers, we finally arrived at Zixia Peak. Although Zixia Peak is not as ethereal as Taixu Mountain, it is also a mountain range with quite beautiful aura.

When arriving at Zixia Temple, Li Ling's first impression was of luxury.

"Yang Xue, take the three distinguished guests from Taixu Temple and go to the wing to rest." Zi Qiong ordered.

"Yes, Uncle Master." The middle-aged Taoist priest named Yang Xue took Li Ling and the others to the wing of Zixia Temple.

The wing rooms of Zixia Temple are more luxurious than those of Taixu Temple. There is a small town under Zixia Peak, where pilgrims often come and donate money. Therefore, the life in Zixia Temple is quite affluent.

The three of them were taken to the side room, and Yang Xue withdrew.

The wing room was relatively clean. After Li Ling entered, he lay down on the bed and said, "Aren't you in a hurry? Why don't you go directly to see the harpy demon."

Ling Zi smiled faintly and said: "They are gathering all the wise men from all walks of life. They will not subdue the hawk demon until they are all there."

"Is that hawk demon really that powerful?" Li Ling asked.

"Yes, legend has it that the hawk demon back then was the pet of Emperor Yan, and it had the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth." Ling Zi said with a smile.

"Emperor Yan, I know, hey, I didn't expect that a hawk demon has a lot of background." Li Ling sighed.

Tianxian, after making the bed, also sat down and said: "The living environment here is actually better than what we see."

"Our view emphasizes tranquility and inaction, but this is actually a bit more vulgar," Li Ling said.

"No, Zixia Temple is a Taoist temple from a long time ago, and its reputation is no worse than that of Taixu Temple. Okay, let's take a rest first. Maybe we will go to succumb to demons tomorrow." Ling Zi said.

"Yeah, I'm really sleepy. I need to take a nap first. I've been flying all day and all night, and my head hurts." Li Ling touched his forehead and said.

"Why does Yu Jian have a headache?" Ling Zi asked doubtfully.

Li Ling wanted to say that it was because of excessive use of his mental power, but unfortunately it was in vain. He could only say: "It was probably blown by the wind."

So, the three of them gradually fell asleep due to sleepiness. It was not until a little Taoist priest brought food in the evening that the three of them woke up.


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