The magic sword was displayed to its extreme in the separated soul body. Even Lu Changsheng couldn't cut out that sword. There was only one word, quick.
It was so close that people couldn't see clearly. The terrible sword energy spread all over his body. Lu Changsheng couldn't help but tremble. At this time, he finally felt the fear of the magic sword. Just like those who died under the magic sword, in his mind
Only the terrible light of the knife, beautiful and illusory, represents death.
"Am I dead?" Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh, but then he discovered that was not the case. Although the sword energy was terrifying, it did not cause any substantial damage. There was doubt on his face, "Could it be that from my body?
Are the separated souls useless to me?"
"Martial spirit." Two big characters suddenly flashed up in the Taoist book. They were simple and charming. This shocked Lu Changsheng. What was martial spirit? It became the only word in his mind at the moment.
"Martial spirit, the soul of martial arts, can be used to perform all skills and practice all the gains." A passage flashed up again in the Taoist book, which made Lu Changsheng's vigilance disappear, because he saw that the soul body that was exactly the same as him began to perform
He showed everything he had learned, and every step was exquisite.
This almost brought the deduction in the Taoist book to the extreme. However, the difference was that although the Taoist book could deduce it, his understanding was not that profound. However, the martial spirit gave him the feeling that his body was
Just like the drill, all the flaws were exposed and at the same time, the realization was also imposed on him.
"What a wonderful martial spirit!" Lu Changsheng couldn't help but admire. Many of the flaws that his physical body could not avoid did not exist in his martial spirit. Although martial arts sometimes have flaws, with the deduction of Taoist books, these flaws were instantly made up for.
, like a magic knife.
No matter how far Lu Changsheng has achieved, there are always flaws. However, with the use of the martial spirit, these flaws have become perfect and the power has become unparalleled. What surprised him most was that after practicing the martial spirit over and over again, it became more and more powerful.
It didn't take much thought, but the insights that kept coming made Lu Changsheng feel the same.
"What exactly is a martial spirit?" At the same time as he was pleasantly surprised, Lu Changsheng had doubts again. This doubt was the same as before, but the question he asked was different.
"What you realize in your heart is the martial spirit." Tao Shu's answer seemed mechanical, but it suddenly made Lu Changsheng realize that he had tried to refine the Yang Soul into a villain before and cultivated it in the sea of consciousness. Obviously, he failed.
He almost lost his soul, but the Taoist book gave him a chance to separate his ordinary soul body and evolve this martial soul.
At first, he thought that the martial spirit was his enemy and that Daoshu had rebelled. But when the extremely powerful sword fell without causing any substantial damage, he knew that Daoshu was helping him.
"With this martial spirit, what skills can I not learn in the future?" Lu Changsheng was very happy in his heart, but he didn't know that the martial spirit is a great opportunity for a warrior, something that can only be demonstrated by the ultimate in martial arts.
, unless one has a deep understanding of martial arts, there will be no martial spirit at all, but he managed to get it right.
For Lu Changsheng at this moment, although this martial spirit cannot improve his cultivation, and even if he is in the state of mind, it is not of much benefit, it is deducing the true meaning of martial arts all the time, which others need to spend ten or twenty years to achieve.
In his eyes, practicing martial arts has become very easy. He only needs to let the martial arts spirit continue to deduce it, and he will never lack that insight. It can be said that he is practicing martial arts all the time.
If Lu Changsheng rejects such perverted things, then he is undoubtedly an idiot.
In Mount Emei, on a steep peak, a woman is sitting cross-legged. She has the head of Emei, a slender figure, and a pretty face like the woman in the painting. She exudes a fairy charm. When she opens her eyes, her gaze is like lightning.
, but with a bit of ruthlessness, if Lu Changsheng were here, he would be shocked, she was the same Yun Feiyan who took out the Holy Path to Conquer the Demons at the Gu family.
"Lu Changsheng, just wait for me, I will let you and that bitch Feng Xiaoxiao die together without a burial place!" Concubine Yun's eyes were full of malice, and she hated Lu Changsheng with gritted teeth, but she understood very well.
With her current level of cultivation, she couldn't do anything to Lu Changsheng, who was already invincible.
After the battle with the Gu family, the ten major sects retreated, and those who had a small world almost all retreated to the small world. Those without a small world directly closed the mountain gates, just for fear that Lu Changsheng would seek revenge.
The death of the ancestor of Xianmiao Temple, Jing Huishi Tai, caused a huge blow to Xianmiao Temple, and as a saint, Yun Feiyan naturally became the leader of the entire nunnery.
However, even though they hated Lu Changsheng deeply, trying to deal with him now was like flying moths to the flame, so Yun Feiyan also sealed the mountain gate of Xianmiao Temple.
The battle with the Gu family made her unable to underestimate Lu Changsheng. Her lifelong enemy shifted from Feng Xiaoxiao to Lu Changsheng. Feng Xiaoxiao, who had an unusual background, became the second best. The rise of Lu Changsheng made her feel...
The huge crisis, in this seemingly simple person, reveals all the abilities contained in Feng Xiaoxiao's prophecy.
If it hadn't been for the holy way of Fumoqin protecting her three souls and seven souls, Yun Feiyan might have been destroyed in the Gu family at this time. However, despite this, she only has a soul body left now. If it hadn't been for the holy way of Fumoqin.
With the power within her, even if Lu Changsheng didn't come to look for her, she would still be in despair.
"Lu Changsheng, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, just wait for me!" Yun Feiyan gritted her teeth and regained her composure. Her calm face concealed her anger.
"Sect Master, the blood sacrifice has been completed on the altar." A voice suddenly appeared. This was a woman in white dressed in palace attire. She was as beautiful as a fairy, but she was not as beautiful as Yun Feiyan. She bowed and stood facing her.
Yun Feiyan looked very respectful.
"Let's go." Yun Feiyan stood up and strode towards the inside of the mountain. In this cloud and mist, I'm afraid no one would know that there is such a mountain here, and no one would know that in this mountain peak, there are pavilions and towers all over the world, just like the human world.
Wonderland, where all the women are wearing ancient costumes.
Without exception, they are very respectful to Yun Feiyan. If you look carefully, you can even see a bit of fear in their eyes. This fear comes from the bottom of their hearts, just like what Yun Feiyan has done before.
, causing them to have such emotions.
No one knows that these fairyland-like pavilions in Xianmiao Temple are just decorations, or they are just a maze for outsiders to see.
Yun Feiyan was like a queen, enjoying the respect of all the disciples of Xianmiao Temple. She showed no expression all the way to the Temple of the Goddess, the main building of Xianmiao Temple.
The gods enshrined in Xianmiao An are not gods in mythology, let alone Buddhist gods. On the contrary, the only god enshrined in Xianmiao An is a strange woman. This woman holds a sword in her hand and stands majestically among the immortals.
In the main hall of Miao'an, the entire sculpture exudes an invisible momentum.
If ordinary people come here, they will be shocked by the momentum of this sculpture. However, for Yun Feiyang, this has become a normal thing. She has already passed the surprise and fear when she first came here, and has been replaced by a habit.
of calmness.
However, when she walked to the sculpture, she couldn't help but bow, but she did not worship like other disciples of Xianmiao Temple.
"My ancestor, Goddess Yingbo, is here. Disciple Lingbo, due to the sect's calamity, needs to open the Little Heaven and Earth Altar to save the sect and break the evil ways. I hope Goddess Yingbo will learn from it!" Yun Feiyan is very pious, and even Jinghui would do this in the past.
The ancestors also dare not show any disrespect to the goddess Yingbo whom they enshrine.
This is a woman with a strange origin. She single-handedly founded Xianmiao Temple. In ancient times, she was even famous for her Immortal-killing Miaojue Sword, which is no less famous than the Demon Sword. However, she was at the height of her fame.
When she disappeared, some said she was missing, while others said she transformed into an immortal and had already stepped into the starry sky.
However, only Lingbo knew that the goddess Yingbo was still alive, and she had not become an immortal. She had just stepped onto the distant starry sky, like the saints in this world, walking in the starry sky, as if she was looking for something.
Whenever the disciples of Xianmiao Temple worship the goddess Yingbo, the goddess Yingbo will give back. This is their belief, a goddess who is proud of the world, a goddess who does not submit to men in an era when men are powerful, but creates a new world.
A goddess admired by countless men in her own sect.
Every disciple of Xianmiao'an has great respect for the goddess Yingbo. Even after she disappeared for countless years, they still regard her as a god. This in itself is a miracle.
When Yun Feiyan was worshiping devoutly, two rays of light suddenly bloomed in the eyes of Goddess Yingbo, as if she could see through everything. Under this light, it was like the goddess revived, and all the disciples of Xianmiao Temple changed their expressions and became
Incomparably pious, only Yun Feiyan's expression changed slightly, but deep down she was already used to it.
"Accurate!" An invisible voice resounded in Xianmiao'an, as if it came from the distant starry sky and spread across endless distances. This made the disciples of Xianmiao'an look extremely fanatical.
"Thank you Goddess!" Ling Bo stood up, and then the two gazes in the goddess's eyes converged and fell on the floor in front of the statue.
This floor is engraved with countless runes, revealing ancient profound meanings. After being silent for a long time, under this gaze, a strange light suddenly flashed, as if a void power was aroused, and the invisible light door opened above the runes.
It was opened in a flash, and a majestic spiritual energy was conceived. When all the disciples felt this spiritual energy, they were overjoyed, but they were even more pious.
"You guys are waiting outside. During this period, anyone who dares to break into Xianmiao Temple will be killed without mercy!" Yun Feiyan ordered coldly, and then stepped into the light door.
Inside the Light Gate is another world, or a small world, which is self-contained and has existed since the goddess Yingbo established Xianmiao Temple.
The five elements are present in this small world. The elements of earth, fire, water and wind are much richer than outside. There is green everywhere. It is not spring but flowers are in full bloom. All kinds of elixirs are densely covered. The spiritual energy is bred into mist.
Another paradise on earth.
However, no one knows that in this picturesque scenery, there is another completely opposite scene. In the depths of this small world, there is an altar hundreds of feet high. The entire altar is blood-colored and reveals
The black evil aura seems incompatible with this small world.
"Feng Xiaoxiao, Lu Changsheng, wait until I summon the ancestors in the starry sky, let me see how you can resist!" Yun Feiyan walked towards the altar excitedly. This is Xianmiao'an's biggest trump card, summoning the ancestors far away in the starry sky...