Chapter one hundred and seventy-two, the sword of hate
Three months later.
On the high and ethereal Lihen Cliff, the mist is hazy, cold and silent, and the sea of clouds gathers and disperses. There is no life at all, and there is not even a single weed among the cracks in the rocks.
In the cave behind, it was pitch black.
A handsome young man sat cross-legged, eyes closed and focused, without sadness or joy. There was a sense of desolation about him, like the autumn wind falling and dust covering the ground.
It makes people feel a little sad.
The young man spat out an invisible red sword, the color of which was like the maple leaves falling on the treetops.
The invisible little sword floats up and down, containing a powerful aura.
"go!"
The young man opened his eyes, his eyes full of indifference.
The small red sword suddenly flew out.
boom!
A hole five or six feet deep was left on the rock wall of the cave.
Although the hole is deep, there are no cracks spreading on the stone wall. It is obvious that the power of this blow is extremely concentrated and no energy leaks out.
The stone wall is densely covered with sword marks, showing countless cracks.
"Lin Xi, come out." A familiar voice sounded outside the cave.
Lin Xi took a breath, and the coldness in her eyes suddenly disappeared, returning to her original agility.
"Old Han, you're here." Lin Xi walked out of the cave with a smile.
Standing outside the cave was an elegant scholar holding a folding fan. He was naturally Han Li.
Han Li smiled and said: "It seems that you have thoroughly mastered the magic power of the Lihen Sword, and you can go down the mountain."
For the past three months, Lin Xi has been sitting on the cliff of Lihen.
However, Han Li did not really leave. He would appear once every three to five to pay attention to Lin Xi's cultivation status and create a special cultivation environment for him to understand the state of mind of senior Bai Li.
If you want to understand magical powers, you don't have to follow Bai Li's path, and you don't need to end your love like Bai Li.
You just need to know the other person's state of mind.
Lin Xi's understanding was naturally not bad, otherwise how could he have introduced Qi into his body in a matter of seconds.
He already had some understanding of Senior Bai Li's state of mind. Now with Han Li's unswerving help, he naturally got started quickly and realized his first magical power.
The sword of separation from hatred.
This magical power was born out of the Qingyun Sword, and its origins are somewhat similar but completely different.
As soon as this sword is drawn, the cold edge is cold and desolate, making people feel dejected.
It coincided with Bai Li's mood.
Although the upper limit of the power is not as high as the Qiankun Throw, the power is indeed quite good, and it is definitely not weaker than the power erupted by a high-grade spiritual weapon.
It is very, very rare to be able to comprehend such magical powers at the early stage of foundation building.
Moreover, the Sword of Lihen can be used frequently, unlike the Qiankun Throw, which consumes so much spiritual consciousness. It can be used as a conventional means, and can even be used as a substitute for a magic weapon to wield a sword.
The speed of wielding a sword generally depends on the strength and the grade of the magic weapon, but controlling the Lihen Sword only depends on one's own strength.
The higher the strength, the faster the speed will naturally be.
After three months of contact, Lin Xi and Han Li have become quite familiar with each other. Han Li is very young and lacks the majesty and airs that his elders should have.
They can even joke around casually with each other.
Lin Xi also called the other party "Old Han" politely.
Han Li was not angry at all.
"We can finally go down the mountain." Lin Xi stretched and complained, "After staying here for three months, I feel like I'm almost turning into a cave savage."
If he hadn't reached the foundation building stage and shed his mortal body and condensed his spiritual body, he would definitely be unshaven and covered in dirt by now.
"It's only been three months. We monks can stay in seclusion for several years or decades." Han Li said.
Lin Xi chuckled: "I'm young, so I always have to be a little energetic."
Han Li smiled and shook his head: "The sect has decided to officially list you as a true disciple candidate. You must continue to work hard. If you fail, it will be too embarrassing for me."
Even just becoming a true disciple candidate is not an easy thing.
After all, many disciples are eyeing this spot.
The descendants of some important figures in the Qingyun Sect are also practicing in the Qingyun Sect.
If you don't have the potential to be a genius, you won't be able to stand out.
In particular, Lin Xi only has the mixed spiritual roots of the five elements. Although it has long been concluded in the world of immortality that one should not rely solely on qualifications, people with good qualifications do have a higher probability of achieving success in the future.
That is to say, with the support of Han Li, this matter could be completed so smoothly.
If Lin Xi failed to live up to his expectations, Han Li would be embarrassed.
"Thank you so much, Master Han." Lin Xi said, clasping her fists seriously.
Han Li chuckled: "Don't do this."
"Hey, Lao Han, I heard that becoming a true disciple has many benefits, is it true?"
"Of course it's true."
"If I want a certain magic weapon, can I ask the sect to help me find it?"
"Of course it's possible, but I can help you find out what kind of magic weapon you want, or ask the elders in the sect who are proficient in weapon refining to specially refine it for you."
Lin Xi shook his head: "There is no need to specialize in refining. I want five magic weapons."
"Five pieces? You can bite off more than you can chew."
"Of course I know this."
Seeing that Lin Xi understood that Han Li didn't say much, everyone has their own way to go.
Lin Xi soon described the magic weapon she wanted.
"A magic weapon from an ancient demon cultivator?" Han Li couldn't help but glance at Lin Xi: "This is quite rare."
When he heard Lin Xi's description, he thought of the three monsters summoned by the other party, and seemed to understand a little, but he said nothing.
The other party has told me such an important thing.
This trust was very useful to him.
Lin Xi originally didn't want to reveal this matter casually.
But in order to find these five magic weapons, you can't hide them all the time. You have to find out when to go.
Being able to get three of them is already a huge blessing.
But you can't pin all this on luck.
Han Li is a trustworthy person, so it's okay to tell the other party.
"I have never heard of such a magic weapon." Han Li shook his head.
Lin Xi was a little disappointed.
But after all, it is expected.
He was not disappointed for long.
"But if you become a true disciple, you can ask Su Weitang to help you search. As long as you are in the sanctuary of Qingyun Sect, you will definitely be able to find it." Han Li said, "If it doesn't work, you can ask someone to help you deduce the secret."
Suweitang is a place dedicated to intelligence work.
It is one of the three pavilions, five halls and seven halls of Qingyun Sect.
It is extremely important to Qingyun Sect.
Lin Xi nodded: "I understand."
True disciples are highly valued by the sect.
As long as the request is reasonable, it will basically be met.
The sect also aims to cultivate monks like Han Li, who are the backbone of the sect.
"By the way, Xu Shi has received the punishment from Luxingtang, and he will not trouble you again in the future." Han Li said.
Although it was not stated explicitly, Xu Shi's fate was probably not much better.
Lin Xi nodded.
The other party secretly deceives you.
With such a result, he didn't feel any guilt at all.
After everything was done, Lin Xi floated down the mountain.
Next, we must practice hard and become a true disciple as soon as possible.
Qingyun Sect is still filled with fairy mist and has a grand atmosphere, just like the land of fairy family.
Lin Xi still looked very small.
Returning to his cave, Lin Xi released the purple-scaled snake: "From now on, you will be guarding here. You are not allowed to hurt anyone casually. But if anyone breaks in, you will be bitten to death."
The purple-scaled snake had regained its strength, but was still a little afraid of Lin Xi at this moment.
Hearing Lin Xi's instructions, it nodded hurriedly.
The imprint of its soul has been mastered by Lin Xi. Lin Xi can destroy both its body and soul with just a thought. Of course, it does not dare to resist at all.
Lin Xi opened the cave.
At this time, he saw thirty or forty communication symbols shining with metallic luster, shining brightly in his cave.
Someone sent a message?
At this time Zheng Qipeng's communication talisman.
Except for him, no one else is so weird.
Lin Xi was shocked.
When would it be worthwhile for him to send thirty or forty communication symbols in succession to contact him?