Seeing the illusory figure, Weng Mengyun was stunned at first, then she showed a look of shock in her face and blurted out: "Master Duanmu."
A legendary figure from Cihang Jingzhai thousands of years ago.
Weng Mengyun has never seen it with her own eyes, but from Jingzhai's inheritance, she has seen the portrait of Duanmu Master. She is the most amazing figure in Jingzhai. She is the existence that has practiced the Cihang Sword Classic to the highest level, and will be another thousand years.
He was already a peerless heavenly king before.
But even the Heavenly Lord cannot defeat time.
Didn’t Master Duanmu have passed away long ago?
Why, now the phantom of Duanmu Ling appears on Ling Xiaofu's body, and the phantom covers Ling Xiaofu's face, as if Ling Xiaofu has become Duanmu Ling, and even her appearance seems to have changed.
At this time, "Ling Xiaofu"'s eyes became extremely indifferent.
I saw the sword fetus shining with dazzling light. In an instant, the sword intent on the sword fetus flowed, like countless tentacles, wrapping Long Xiaoshan's sword fetus.
The tentacles entered the sword fetus of Long Xiaoshan, and the light kept flowing, as if devouring the sword fetus of Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan was already giving back to Ling Xiaofu's sword body, so he was not on guard against her.
What's more, Ling Xiaofu's sword fetus has undergone a different change now, not like the prototype of the sword fetus, but an extremely mature sword fetus. Long Xiaoshan's sword fetus is completely wrapped by "Ling Xiaofu" sword fetus.
It's right.
She swallowed the sword intent in it crazily.
Long Xiaoshan seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and he realized that the phantom above the sword body showed a look of panic, as if roaring: "Who are you? You are not Ling Xiaofu."
The two people's minds are integrated, so they can communicate without opening their mouths.
"Ling Xiaofu" calm voice came: "Don't doubt, "I" is Ling Xiaofu, Ling Xiaofu is "I", we are one, I didn't expect that there would be such a huge surprise, the world now
In the environment, it is already difficult to find such a perfect furnace. For thousands of years, you should be the most perfect one. Maybe this time, I can really take that step."
Long Xiaoshan was confused when he heard it, but he knew that Ling Xiaofu was definitely possessed. I don’t know what method he used, but he hid so deeply that he did not even have the mental practices between the two.
Discover.
Now he also understood why Ling Xiaofu changed so much.
Not only did he practice the Cihang Sword Book, but someone controlled all this.
"hateful!"
Long Xiaoshan's eyes showed a look of rage. His sword fetus was shaking violently, and he burst out with terrifying power, trying to break through the other party's shaking, and countless sword fetus tentacles were cut off.
However, Ling Xiaofu shot more tentacles from her sword body. Her mastery of the sword body reached its peak and was not as shallow as Long Xiaoshan's use.
Long Xiaoshan's sword body was eroded little by little, and his power continued to weaken. Naturally, his resistance became weaker and weaker. Later, he could not struggle.
After a long time.
Long Xiaoshan's sword fetus has been completely swallowed by "Ling Xiaofu"'s sword fetus.
Ling Xiaofu's sword fetus rushed out from Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows and turned into an extremely powerful sword baby, with a sharply reduced version of Duanmuling.
Long Xiaoshan's whole body trembled violently, and his body fell uncontrollably. The sword baby returned to Ling Xiaofu's body. Ling Xiaofu's eyes opened. At this time, her face seemed to be the rebirth of Duanmuling. Although her facial features had not changed, she
The temperament and face are not the same person at all.
"Ling Xiaofu" slowly stood up, swallowed Long Xiaoshan, and transformed into a sword baby.
Her breath was terrifyingly powerful.
There is a kind of terrifying momentum that the sword masters the sky, covering the heavens.
Weng Mengyun, who was standing outside the tower, breathing under the pressure, almost stagnated. She looked at the "Ling Xiaofu" who stepped out slowly and said with difficulty: "You, are you Ling Xiaofu, or?"
"Ling Xiaofu" lowered her eyes slightly, looked down at Weng Mengyun, and said lightly: "You are doing a good job."
That tone was not like an apprentice to a master, but an elder's attitude. Weng Mengyun was not a foolish person. Seeing the other party speak, she seemed to have understood the other party's true identity. Although Weng Mengyun's heart was filled with storms,
She practiced Cihang Sword Book without a doubt that her heart and character was superhuman and did not show any disgrace. She worshipped, "Master Duanmu."
"Ling Xiaofu", or Duanmuling, had a look of admiration in her eyes and said calmly: "I know you still have many doubts in your heart. Now that I am a sword infancy, it's okay to tell you, I'll be kind a thousand years ago.
When the Hang Sword Book practice reached the end, I discovered a huge flaw. Although the Sword Book could help me break through to the Heavenly Lord, this was a shortcut to tricks, so it laid hidden dangers. If I continue to practice, I will never take another step.
As we marched to transform into the gods, and the environment of Lingxu Star became worse and worse, my hope was even slimmer.
I have been practicing for so many years, and naturally I am unwilling to be willing to end my life and turn into dust. So I kept trying to improve my skills. It took hundreds of years to find a possible solution, but I wanted to fight.
Understand yourself, place your soul on others, and use others to practice the Cihang Sword Book, and explain and understand each other again and again, and finally complete the great way.
So over the years, I have solved myself many times, and every time I practice, it is for the ultimate real transcendence. Now, I have finally made up for the shortcomings of my practice and the sword body has been perfected."
Thinking of how many years she finally completed this extraordinary practice, even Duanmuling's detached mentality would inevitably be proud. Otherwise, she would not have revealed her biggest secret to an outsider.
Of course, she doesn't care anymore because she has completed her swordsmanship and nothing can stop her anymore. It doesn't matter if she tells anyone.
In this world, no one can threaten her.
Weng Mengyun's heart was shocked.
No matter how detached her mind was, her face turned slightly pale at this time, because she thought a lot, and even thought of Master Su Huanzhen, who had used her golden elixir cultivation to kill the Seven Killing Demon Lord on the horse.
Everyone found it incredible at that time. Su Huanzhen created a legend, but not long after she returned to Cihang Jingzhai, she began to be shut down and did not appear again since then.
She thought of a terrible possibility, was that Su Huanzhen really Su Huanzhen?
Just like Ling Xiaofu in front of him.
Still her disciple?
No one can answer.
She dared not ask, nor did she need to ask, because she already had the answer in her heart.
Moreover, Jingzhai’s practice is that all will revolve around pursuing the way of heaven. In order to step on the way of heaven, he can treat the loved ones as furnaces, let alone just some younger disciples.