The first thousand four hundred and eighth chapter magic scriptures
No matter what, Lin Shan never expected that Xingmu would actually fuse with another Xuantian tendon and obtain a superior technique called the Demonic Scripture.
Although the magic scripture sounds a bit like the magic cultivation method, there is no choice at this time.
What's more, it was Demon Sutra who chose Xing Mou, which meant that Xing Mou's qualifications met the cultivation requirements of Demon Sutra.
When Lin Shan knew all this, it was already more than a month later.
He took Xingmu to practice in Sai Xian'er's secluded place. Xingmu was always in trance. Lin Shan didn't want to waste time by waiting, so he practiced and waited.
In just one month, Lin Shan has made rapid progress and has reached the eighteenth level of the True Immortal.
The Star Eyes are even more heaven-defying, or perhaps the Magic Scripture is faster in cultivation, coupled with Xuantian's tendons, in just a short period of time, he not only successfully refined the immortal body, but also transitioned from a human immortal to a true immortal, and even surpassed it.
Lin Shan reached the forty-ninth level of the True Immortal.
Of course, compared to other masters, this level of cultivation is not worth a glance.
But don’t forget, Xingmu wasn’t even considered an immortal before. It’s only been a month, and this cultivation speed is simply astonishing.
Lin Shan privately believed that Xingmu's excellent physique, magic scripture skills, and Xuantian's tendons were all indispensable, which resulted in such a heaven-defying cultivation speed.
Of course, he was already sure at this time that the black thread that had penetrated the center of Xingyan's eyebrows was the tendon of Xuantian.
It’s just that the magic scriptures came from nowhere.
Maybe it was recorded in the ghost wooden box.
Now that Xingmou has practiced the magic scriptures and has embarked on the path of magic cultivation, no matter what the future is, he has no choice now.
We can only continue to practice.
Naturally, the ghost wood had to be kept for her to use in refining ghost weapons.
"Xing'er, how do you feel?"
Lin Shan asked with concern as he looked into Xing's eyes, which had a completely new temperament.
Xingmou smiled slightly and said: "There's nothing else, I just feel like I suddenly have a lot of power, and I don't know how to control it for a while."
Lin Shan nodded and said: "This is because the realm you have crossed is too great, and you have not yet truly mastered the power you have obtained.
We will practice sparring later, and you will gradually be able to consolidate it."
"Have I already become an immortal?"
Xingmu asked.
Lin Shan nodded again, his expression still a bit incredulous, and said: "I still can't believe it, you actually became an immortal directly."
"I didn't expect it either.
But this is a good thing, I can be with you in the future."
Xingmu said happily.
"It's not a good thing to be with me now..." Lin Shan explained his current situation.
But Xingmou didn't mind at all and said: "As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter even if I die, what do I have to fear about those conspiracies?"
"fool.
If you can live well, why die?
We will be together for a long, long time."
Lin Shan pinched Xingmou's nose.
Xingmou rubbed his head in Lin Shan's arms, and then said: "By the way, husband, why do I feel that the skills I practice are different from yours?
I mean in terms of breath."
"You feel it?"
Lin Shan smiled bitterly and said: "As far as I understand, the Demonic Sutra should be practiced by demons in the immortal world, while the Mysterious Sutra I practice belongs to the authentic sect of the Immortal Dao."
"ah?
Then aren’t we mortal enemies?”
Xingmu's face suddenly looked a little ugly.
"There may be some troubles in the future, but I think the practice is not important. What is important is the path the practitioner wants to take.
There will also be good people among demon cultivators, and not all orthodox immortals will be gentlemen.
Of course, because of the practice, it may have some impact on you in the future as you practice, but don’t worry too much, I will help you.
Besides..." Having said this, Lin Shan suddenly paused.
Xingmu asked anxiously: "Besides, what?"
"The Xuantian Tendons in our bodies, the Mysterious Sutra I practiced, and the Demonic Sutra you practiced were all obtained by me at the same time. I think there may be some connection between these two magical arts, otherwise it would not be like this
skillful."
Lin Shan guessed.
"connect?
What connection would there be?”
Xingmou asked: "Double cultivation?"
Lin Shan smiled and said, "I think it's worth giving it a try."
"Then let's try it now."
Xingmu said urgently.
She is now worried about her cultivation skills and embarking on a hostile path with Lin Shan, which is absolutely unacceptable to her.
If that were the case, Xing Mou would rather give up this cultivation level and this priceless magic scripture.
Of course, it’s hard to say whether we can give up.
Xingmu was eager, and Lin Shan was also curious about what kind of effects these two techniques would have.
So the two of them rested for a day and then performed double cultivation.
Dual Cultivation is not simply a matter of combining breaths.
It mainly relies on the similarity of the exercises or the complementary walking paths of the breath.
The Xuan Jing and the Demonic Sutra were natural enemies of good and evil, and Lin Shan only had a trying mentality in his heart. But what he didn't expect was that after this attempt, the two magical arts were perfectly integrated.
Of course, their existence is completely opposite, just like water and fire, black and white, yin and yang.
But the two completely opposite existences complement each other in a very mysterious way, just like the Yin and Yang Bagua.
In the process of dual cultivation, the two became one person, like a yin fish and a yang fish entangled together. Their auras are very different, but they fit together perfectly.
As a result, the two people's cultivation speed increased several times again, reaching an extremely terrifying level.
Immersed in cultivation, the two of them forgot about time, the passage of time, and even themselves.
They gain a strong sense of happiness and stimulation from the improvement of their realm, and then they can't wait to continue.
Fortunately, there is a Black Flame Tiger guarding outside, otherwise Sai Xianer would definitely discover the existence of Xingmu.
Sai Xian'er finally visited Lin Shan. Lin Shan and Xing Mou finished their work in time, and then sent Xing Mou and Black Flame Tiger into the small world.
"Brother Lin..." Sai Xian'er's voice sounded outside the cave.
Lin Shan took a breath and walked out refreshed: "Sister Xian'er, you are here. I haven't seen you for many days. I miss you."
"Brother Lin, you?"
When Sai Xianer saw Lin Shan, he was suddenly shocked beyond measure.
"What's wrong?
Is there something wrong with me?"
Lin Shan knew it well, but he pretended to be confused and asked.
"How did your cultivation level advance so quickly?"
Sai Xian'er said in shock.
Lin Shan touched his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't know what's going on."
"In just a short period of time, you are already on the verge of reaching the realm of immortals?
Incredible, incredible.
Is this the heaven-defying effect of Xuantian Muscle?"