Jin Peng was very surprised. A low-level magical power created by an ordinary cultivator?
This is not a waste for the young master.
And... forget it, since the Tower God said it, I don't care about so much. I just need to be my own thug, and I don't care about so much.
Work hard now while you can still contribute, otherwise it will be embarrassing when the boss doesn't need it.
Meng Xiaobao's spiritual consciousness spread, and he constantly explored the magical powers around him.
The magical power that covers the sky is too overbearing and not my style...
The magical power of Wanjian, the magical power of sword cultivator, but it does not conform to the sword intention of my heart, it is not good...
Time continues to pass, and Meng Xiaobao's spiritual consciousness is also constantly trumpeting. He has passed through tens of thousands of magical powers, but he still can't find what he wants.
"Huh... Xiaota, what's going on? Is it so hard to find?
Or maybe it’s just not what I want.”
Looking at Meng Xiaobao who was out of concentration, Meng Ta explained: "Brother, be careful, you can try to spread the sword intention. After all, you are a sword cultivator. Although your sword cultivator is not pure, you are still a sword cultivator!"
Taking a deep breath, Meng Xiaobao continued to search, and the sword intent gradually spread out.
"Brother, magical power is not a move, but contains the truth of the great truth. Let yourself go."
Meng Xiaobao concentrated, and suggestions continued to float away.
My mind was empty and I was completely immersed in it.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly four big words entered Meng Xiaobao’s mind.
"Amazing martial arts power!"
boom……
"found it."
The sea of consciousness is churning, and the great road is pouring into it.
"did you find it?"
Meng Xiaobao did not answer. At this time, he was completely lost in enlightenment.
This is an epiphany, the benefits brought by having magical powers attached to oneself. This epiphany can elevate Meng Xiaobao's realm to another level.
In the darkness, Meng Xiaobao only felt silence and coldness.
"Jingwu Magical Power - Sword Roaring Nine Heavens."
"Jingwu magical power - slashing the sky with a sword."
…
Meng Ta's voice came to my mind in a daze, as well as a strange voice.
Meng Xiaobao looked carefully ahead, and suddenly a figure seemed to appear in the silent dark space. Soon, the figure appeared in front of him. When he looked carefully at the figure, he found that he could not see anything clearly.
Meng Xiaobao was a little surprised and a little scared when he saw the figure holding a long sword or a long knife.
In a trance, the figure started his own drill. Meng Xiaobao watched in trance, one sword, one sword...
I don’t know how many moves I practiced before I stopped dancing.
At this time, Meng Xiaobao also woke up.
"See?"
Meng Ta looked at Meng Xiaobao with a puzzled expression.
"That is the Jingwu Magical Power. The Jingwu Magical Power was created by a cultivator in the world of mountains and seas. Because of his own lack of knowledge, it is only a low-level magical power, but it is the magical power that best suits you."
"The reason why it is called Jingwu is because this magical power is amazing in martial arts in the world. With one move, you can master thousands of military arts. It is very consistent with your own sword intention of the heart, Brother Meng."
Meng Xiaobao nodded. He had also experienced this magical power just now, so he naturally knew how powerful it was.
The next moment, Meng Xiaobao fell into concentration and began to recall the previous drill.
In the dark space, the figure kept swinging his sword and making moves...
As time went by, Meng Xiaobao's vision became increasingly unclear.
After watching it dozens of times, Meng Xiaobao seemed to have forgotten everything, and also seemed to remember everything.
In a daze, the three of them exited the treasure house of the Book of Heaven.
When I returned to the mortal world again, no one knew how much time had passed.
"This training seems to have taken a long time!"
Meng Xiaobao's spiritual consciousness is diverging, and his martial arts powers are constantly integrating with his powers.
"It's nothing, it's just been more than a month. For a cultivator, time is the least valuable. Brother Meng, how do you feel?"
"Um?"
Meng Xiaobao pondered for a moment: "It doesn't suit my idea. Let's go see my wife first! Things on the island country have almost been settled. Let Captain Wang do the rest. It doesn't make much sense whether I go or not."
"Let's go! Go to the teleportation channel and go directly to the Xiujie Song Family."
"No need to bother."
Meng Ta struck directly and tore apart the space: "Although this kind of enchantment is strong, it is only for people below Daluo Jinxian. For me, it can be broken with just a raise of my hand, let alone this kind of enchantment, for me
It’s even more negligible.”
Seeing Meng Ta's proud look, Meng Xiaobao was stunned and entered first.
Xiu Jie Song Family.
After a period of ups and downs, the Song family regained a firm foothold in Fengtian City.
Everyone knows that the Song family has a great backing. In addition to its own strength, even people from the six sects have gathered together because of this clan competition of the Song family.
At this time, the Song family's martial arts arena was filled with people, and the Song family's clan ceremony officially kicked off.
Sitting on the viewing platform of the martial arts arena are the patriarchs of various families in Fengtian City and the most elite young generation. Although their strength is not weak, there is still a big gap compared with the current Song family, and they are still
As the Song family continues to prosper, the gap between them may become wider and wider.
What's more, now that the six sects have gathered together, other families have never had such power.
"Clan Chief Song, congratulations. Looking at this scene, the younger generation of the Song family must be extremely outstanding."
Song Yangzi raised his hand and congratulated.
This time, he was the one representing Penglai Immortal Island, and he also brought his disciple Wang Feng with him.
Meng Xiaobao's sudden disappearance also made them a lot nervous. If it weren't for many of Meng Xiaobao's men outside to explain, they would have really thought something had happened.
"Come to Penglai Immortal Island, it will bring glory to my Song family! Please take a seat."
Although Song Que is very confident in the younger generation of his family, he should be careful in front of the six major sects.
What's more, they are here because of their son-in-law, not because of the small Song family.
"Thank you."
After saying that, Song Yangzi took Wang Feng to the top and worked on it.
This was not the beginning. Many family sects came forward to congratulate. At this time, the Song family had also reached a peak.
"Brother Song, long time no see!"
Hearing the voice, Song Que quickly turned around, and it was none other than the Han family, the first family in Fengtian City.
"Brother Han, long time no see. Are you out of seclusion?"
Han Feng nodded slightly: "I just came out of seclusion two days ago and met the Clan Bi of Brother Song's family. This is something I have never seen before. When I saw it today, it was really grand and there were many people from other cities.
In terms of power, the Song family is pretty good!"
After hearing this, Song Que was naturally very happy.
"No matter where you are, our Song family only had what happened today because of some reasons. Unlike the Han family, it was at the height of their prosperity! If you read it right, this one is Han Liang... his grandson!"
Although it is a bit strange, this is indeed the seniority.
Hearing the roll call, Han Liang nodded quickly: "Yes, Grandpa Han!"
"Well, that's right. You've reached the early stage of the Golden Core at such a young age. It's hard to find a genius like you in the entire Fengtian City!"