There is no other way to cherish and practice life. They are always spiritual, and they are solidly hidden and leaked. Stop leaking, hide it in your body, you will prosper by my preaching. The formula is very useful to remember, it can eliminate evil desires and get coolness. It will be cool and bright, so that you can admire the bright moon from the Dantai. The moon hides the jade rabbit and the sun hides the crow, and the tortoise and snake are intertwined. Following his life, his life is firm, but he can grow golden lotus in the fire. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It was said in the last chapter: When Qingsong went down the cliff to collect medicine, out of curiosity, he accidentally entered a grotto in the cliff, followed the secret passage to a tomb chamber, and met the "Demon-Suppressing Hao Sword" Yin Yangzi's tomb guard Wuming. Leng, the two of them were sworn sworn in the room. Suddenly the Qing Tong Sword made a clear sound and floated in the air in the room. Qing Song was secretly surprised. Wuming Leng immediately offered up a yellow talisman, fluttering and attached it to the spine of the Qing Tong Sword. Above that, it is stable and correct. Just then, the nameless man shouted coldly: "Brother Song, draw blood!" A dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a scoff, a bloody gash was cut on the back of Qingsong's hand, and several ounces of blood poured out from the back of Qingsong's hand. Wuming Leng pinched the spell and recited a few blood-drawing spells, which caused the blood on the back of Qingsong's hand to solidify into a ball of blood droplets, which hung in the air and merged into the sword body, and then stopped the bleeding. As soon as the sword body met the blood droplets, it suddenly emitted a hazy blood light. The sword body suddenly rolled and circled, and several green lights struck down like dragons, flying in all directions. Qingsong and Wuming Leng used enchantments to each other, Qingsong The light hits the barrier and is invulnerable. The two men's eyes were bright and focused, and they looked upwards, and suddenly the flying swords stopped and circled. In this scene where the sun was not visible, a nine-foot-long blue dragon with green scales and two horns appeared on its head and stretched out its five claws. Qingsong and Wuming Leng were immediately horrified and did not know it at all. Where did this blue dragon come from? It seemed to be born out of thin air. Canglong's body shook, raised his five claws, and roared out a dragon's roar. It was deafening and terrifying. Canglong's eyes turned blue and he snorted. He looked down at the sky, swallowed the clouds, swallowed the fog, and fell into the sea. The power of the river seems to be illusory, but in fact it has the essence of a blue dragon. Qingsong and Wuming Leng had never seen such a scene before, and they both shouted: "Ah!" and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The phantom of the blue-scaled dragon was tumbling in the air like a koi carp. The dragon roared for a while, shocking the heavens and the earth, causing many stones on the dome of the tomb to collapse. The tomb seemed to be about to collapse immediately, shaking endlessly. The blue-scaled dragon suddenly swam into the sword body again, with a flash of blue light, and immediately lost sight of it. A layer of misty green light swayed behind the sword body, and then it swelled. Suddenly, the spirit of the flying sword had awakened, and the green light had subsided, and then the green-eyed flying sword suddenly fell to the ground slowly. "I didn't expect that this sword soul was actually the sword soul of the host of the East Palace!" Wuming Leng turned pale with shock and shouted in horror. Sure enough, what I just imagined was correct. This sword is indeed a peerless sword, and it contains an ancient alien beast sword soul. He quickly took a few steps back, startled and frightened. Qingsong cried out "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", first he took a few steps back, then slowly moved forward, and gently lifted the green sword on the ground. The sword immediately buzzed slightly, and suddenly it shot out a misty blue light, and Wuming Leng used it just now. Qingsong's blood drops made Qingtong Sword recognize its master. Qingsong immediately felt connected with Feijian's thoughts, as if they were one body and inseparable. This feeling was simply unprecedented. Wuming sneered coldly, looked at the Green Eyed Sword, and noticed that there was a frightening sword energy rising from its surface. "Once the soul of this sword is opened, it can be used to control the sword and fly. The strength of the sword has increased by a lot, and it is indeed an immortal sword." Wuming said coldly. Qingsong said nothing and played with the sword passionately. At the end of the day, he said to Wuming coldly: "Thank you, big brother, for helping me unlock the soul of this sword!" The Wuming coldly smiled after hearing this and said: "But the master of Yin Yangzi, Jiuquan, knows it in his heart. , a peerless sword immortal will be born in the future, and he will be able to awaken your sword soul. If you want to say thank you, just thank my master." Qingsong heard this and felt pious, and he bowed his head to the sky respectfully. As soon as Qingsong entered the secret room, Wuming Leng observed his words and knew that Qingsong had the spiritual root of immortality and would definitely be an unparalleled immortal in the future. He had just wanted to sworn sworn relationship with him, but if others had already died at the hands of his hidden weapon mechanism. Qingsong loved swords very much, and later Wuming Leng gave him an ancient book on sword cultivation, which was the theory of swordsmanship learned by Yin Yangzi Sword Immortal, and is famously known as "Sword Chen Collection". Qingsong was greatly surprised and did not dare to accept this heavy gift, but because Wuming Leng repeatedly persuaded him to accept it, Qingsong reluctantly accepted it. After Qingsong read through it, he realized that this book contains nine techniques of swordsmanship. Each technique of swordsmanship is extraordinary. If you understand one of the techniques, your own swordsmanship will also improve several times. Wuming Leng agreed to Qingsong's request and turned on the mechanism. A lacquered secret passage appeared under the word "Crazy" on the north side of the secret room. Wuming Leng sighed quietly and said: "Brother, let's go. If you have time, come here again." As a brother, you only need to shout loudly on the cliff: Yin and Yang are created, and a sheep intestine stone path will naturally appear on the cliff to welcome you in! " Qingsong heard the words and agreed, and suddenly saw a path coming from the north! secret passageI don't know whether he was surprised or happy, he cupped his fists and said: "Brother, I consider it a great luck to meet you here. See you later. I will definitely come here often in the future!" After that, Qingsong Huan made a speech. Tuan Guanghua flew into the stone path, and then heard Wu Ming Leng's voice coming from behind: "Wait!" Qing Song couldn't help but pause when he heard the sound, and hurriedly retreated from the stone path, looking at the anxious Wu Ming Leng on the other side, feeling confused. Just watching Wuming Leng take out a golden pill from his sleeve, gave it to Qingsong, and said: "This is the 'Marrow Cleansing Tianming Pill'. It must have certain magical effects on your Dantian and body veins. You must also be careful when taking it. Do not It is a big taboo to turn it into medicinal powder and take it." When Qingsong heard the words "Nine Transformations of Marrow Cleansing Pill", his eyes immediately widened, and he felt a little happy. Qingsong took the golden elixir and felt that the golden elixir in his palm seemed to contain a pure and rich power. Suddenly, the dirt in his palm was absorbed into the elixir. Qingsong's face was filled with shock and joy. Isn't it the marrow-cleansing elixir he needs? Now that it suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, he was filled with joy and surprise. His eyes were focused on this exquisite pill. He was trembling and nodded coldly to Wuming: "Thank you, brother! I need this kind of pill." Miles." After saying that, Qingsong stepped back and clasped his fists, then hurriedly transformed into a ray of light that rushed into the stone path and disappeared immediately. Wuming stood there, wanting to say a few words to Qingsong, but when he saw Qingsong leaving in such a hurry, he couldn't help but sigh, his old eyes suddenly glowed with blazing fire, and he trembled to himself: "I'm afraid this kid will be afraid in the future. He will be a great Loose Immortal in the Sword Domain." Just as Wuming Leng finished speaking, a ball of dim fire jumped into the darkness, and the light in the tomb disappeared, revealing the original weirdness and mystery of the tomb. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù It is noon at this moment, and the golden crow hangs high. The green pine trees turned into a wisp of green arrows, and before it was time to finish their meal, they had already rushed into the mountain stream. In the mountain stream, the Lingsu Sword Immortal stood in one place, while Mo Li and Mo Sang were at the mouth of the stream. Every surface was covered with scorch ovens, and the three pairs of eyes seemed to be expecting something. Suddenly, a green light shot in like an arrow from outside. When the green light hit the ground, the sword immortal and the two fairy boys stared with joy. "My disciple is finally back." The Sword Immortal saw the green light falling to the ground and knew that it was the green pine coming, and couldn't help laughing. "Master." Qingsong said in surprise. When Lingsu Sword Immortal saw Qingsong, he was very happy and jumped down from the stone. The two fairy boys from Jiankou also walked up quickly and smiled at Qingsong, who smiled back. Lingsu Sword Immortal hurriedly stepped forward and held Qingsong's hand, and said gently: "Disciple, where are you going? Master was looking everywhere on the cliff, but there was no trace." Qingsong smiled and said: "I went to a There is a tomb in the cave under the cliff, and I also met a weird and ridiculous person." Lingsu Sword Immortal said with a smile: "Oh? What kind of weird person is in it? ?" Qingsong said: "It was a weird secret room. There were some sarcophagi on the east and west sides of the secret room, and there was a big word "Crazy" on the north wall. I met a very old man there. He is an old servant of the Sword Immortal Yin Yangzi of the Fu Mo Hao Sword," Qingsong said while holding the green sword tightly at his waist. He paused and said, "It was he who helped me open up the sword soul of the Qing Tong Sword. !" When the sword immortal heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't know how to answer, so he had to let Qingsong continue. When he was young, Qingsong suddenly said: "What the Qingtong Sword absorbed was the Dongsu Canglong Sword Soul, and it actually appeared in the secret room. I think it was the protection of the Yin Yangzi Sword Immortal who gave me this secret." Lingsu Sword After the immortal heard this, he said seriously: "Yin Yangzi was the sword immortal I admired most when I was studying Taoism in my childhood. He lived on the Immortal Island of Taizhou in the South China Sea all year round. Unfortunately, by then I had already reached the level of Taoism and achieved the path of immortality. When they paid homage to him on the Nanhai Island, his cave was closed and his whereabouts had long since disappeared. The outside world said that he had gone to the Buddhist world in the west and had ascended to heaven to attain the immortal position. After realizing a lot, he took out an astringent spiritual grass and a golden elixir from his robe, and handed them to the Sword Immortal. Lingsu Sword Immortal was slightly startled, and asked Qingsong in surprise: "Is this the forty-year-old dragon bone flower, and this nine-turn marrow-cleansing pill? You? Where did this spiritual pill come from?" "This nine-turn marrow-cleansing pill comes from?" The Marrow Transformation Pill was given to me by Wuming Leng, who said it had many wonderful uses and taught me how to keep it." Qingsong couldn't help but laugh strangely. Then he said: "Master, look!" After speaking, he handed the "Jian Chen Collection" written by Yin Yangzi to Jian Xian and introduced: "This book is called "Jian Chen Collection" and was given to me by Wuming Leng. Mine, this collection is what Senior Yin Yangzi has learned about swordsmanship in his life. Wuming Leng said that if I can understand a trace of the meaning of the Tao, my sword skills will definitely be great." Lingsu Sword Immortal listened to Qingsong's introduction and took it. That ancient book was flipped through like a blur. "Wonderful, wonderful!" Lingsu Sword Immortal suddenly exclaimed after looking at it briefly, stroking his white beard lightly. Then he closed the book, closed his eyes and thought about it, and murmured softly: "If you can understand the swordsmanship in "Jianchen Collection", if you can understand even half of it, I will definitely understand more on the path of immortality. Disciple, you have achieved this Taoism is your lucky destiny, and you will have a good life in the future.If you practice this sword technique, you will definitely be able to achieve the Mahayana. The sword technique described in the book is also the foundation for becoming a swordsman. "Qingsong couldn't help but be horrified after hearing this, and he stopped talking. "Disciple, just take out the 'Nine Transformations Marrow Cleansing Pill', my master will cleanse your bone veins immediately. "The Sword Immortal laughed loudly, and immediately returned the "Sword Chen Collection" to Qingsong. Hearing this, Qingsong was startled, and with a cry, he was about to take out the golden elixir from his robe. A mouthful of white jade appeared in Lingsu Sword Immortal's right palm. The golden glazed mutton-fat bottle and the mutton-fat white jade bottle were filled with a ladle of clear spring, so he asked Qingsong to sit cross-legged on the stone, and gave the white jade bottle to Qingsong. Qingsong followed the instructions and took the white jade bottle, took off the sword, and put it away. He sat cross-legged on the stone, "Disciple, please swallow the Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Pill. "Sword Immortal said. Qingsong responded, swallowed the Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand, then drank the water from the white jade bottle, and patted his chest. Suddenly he felt the 'Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Pill' After swallowing it, Qingsong began to generate a rush of heat in his body. There was a faint burning pain in the veins throughout his body. The heat in his six meridians and five meridians suddenly increased, and Qingsong's skin turned red. He groaned and sweated profusely. The beads had already filled his forehead. The bones in his body were making a qualitative leap, like millions of ants biting his entire meridians, making him feel extremely painful. His face was already twisted ferociously, and he kept moaning. His hands and feet He couldn't help but twitch. After the bone-eroding pain, Qingsong's bones seemed to have been washed by the gurgling water, and they looked refreshed. It was very cold, like being in an ice room. Then he crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest. A trace of white air emerged from the pores of the skin, rising to the top of the sky, coiling into a round milky white canopy, and slowly lingering. It's past midnight, the mountains are filled with mist, and the shadows are sparse and the moon is pale. It's so boring. The green pines move the true energy to protect the inner body. The cold feeling in the inner body gradually dissipates, but the true energy in the veins of the bones suddenly changes. Qingsong suddenly jumped down from the stone, as if he had a new look. He suddenly felt that his body organs were very sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth around him. He wore long robes, his legs were in a horse stance, his palms were lying on his abdomen, and he pushed out several palms with great force. Looking at the power of his palms in vain, Qingsong smiled brilliantly. He murmured to himself: "The medicinal power of this Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Pill is indeed well-deserved. I can finally practice the Immortal Technique. "Then he turned back his horse and saw that he was the only one left in the mountain stream. He knew that the Sword Immortal and the two fairy boys were already in the open space outside. Qingsong picked up his long sword and took steps out of the mountain stream. Outside the stream, there was an open space on the mountain ridge. Four figures stand on the ground, one of them is calm, with his hands behind his back, white robes and white hair, and an immortal spirit. He is the spiritual sword immortal with his eyes closed and meditating behind him. There are two fairy boys standing on the two sides. A figure in green robes is flying in front of him with a sword. It is Qingsong who is practicing the sword technique. The sword energy turns into a green rainbow, with a trace of light in the sword body. With the sound of the dragon's roar, the fairy sword suddenly retreated. Qingsong retreated three steps unbearably and inserted one end of the fairy sword into the mud. A mouthful of hot blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground. His face immediately turned pale. The sword fairy and the two fairy boys paused for a moment. Zheng Shen saw that he was a little shocked. The Lingsu Sword Immortal immediately said quietly: "Once the sword opens the soul, you will not be able to control the sword energy immediately. The sword is just like a human being, it also has a rebellious and stubborn heart, but you have to know how. The steering made it work. "After hearing this, Qingsong nodded slightly, looked up at the Sword Immortal, and sighed: "Master, you gave this sword to me back then. Why didn't this sword open up a sword soul before? Could it be that Master doesn¡¯t know? After hearing this, Lingsu Sword Immortal laughed loudly, gently stroked his long beard, and said: "This sword has a sword soul thousands of years ago. My master told me this. At that time, I couldn't believe it. I didn't know it yet." This sword has a soul. I was not convinced until you said that this sword has a soul. Maybe this sword originally had a sword soul, which is now the Azure Dragon Sword Soul. Maybe it was sleeping and didn't wake up until today. Qingsong nodded and said: "Disciple understands, and I would like to thank Master for giving me the Blue Eyes Fairy Sword back then!" "Lingsu Sword Immortal laughed, counted his fingers, waved to Qingsong and said: "Let's not talk about this for now. We have been here for a while, and it's almost time to leave. I'm afraid we won't leave today, so I just did the math. In the future events, Young Master Wujian who knows Naluo Jing City will definitely come to this mountain. It is no longer appropriate to stay for a long time. " "leave? "Qingsong trembled when he heard this. He said softly: "Master, do you know who the Young Master Wujian is? Hearing this, the Sword Immortal smiled and said, "Young Master is the lord of Luo Jingcheng County. He has eighty-one magicians under his command. They practice magic and are considered the overlords in the devil world." The black sword was forged by a meteor from the sky, and the ninety-nine yang souls were used to capture it as the soul of the sword. Everyone in the world said: 'When the black sword comes out, there are white bones! ¡¯ And the young master has practiced luminosity for tens of thousands of years and has probably become a powerful man at the innate extreme demon stage. "After a moment, he sighed and said, "You haven't cultivated the Tao of Immortals yet. Even if you wield an immortal sword, you can hardly be a match for one of his subordinates. The evil fire-footed general refined from the young master's magic pill can't be defeated.You burn to ashes. Forty-five years ago, he fought with the Qiuyue Sword Immortal of the Han Lun Immortal Sect on the Fengyan Peak of Buzhou Mountain, and finally activated the magic thunder in the elixir to burn the Sword Immortal to ashes. So far, he has always looked down on the Sword Immortal. He is extremely lonely and wants to annex the Daqian Dynasty and become the demon lord of the human world. "Qingsong was startled when he heard this, and sighed softly. He felt more in awe of the young master Wu Jian. He couldn't ask any more questions at the moment. He looked up at a pine and cypress tree and said, "Master, you should be able to teach me the immortal skills now. stop? "When Lingsu Sword Immortal heard the words, he snorted, gently stroked his long beard, followed the green pine eyes, and looked up at the crown of a pine and cypress tree not far away. Suddenly, the Sword Immortal's face twitched slightly, and his right finger moved gently As soon as he moved, his eyes were bright and full of anger, which made Qingsong stunned and shouted softly: "Master, what's wrong? Is there anything strange on the pines and cypresses? "Just as Qingsong finished speaking, two purple shadows suddenly flew up from the pine and cypress into the sky. They looked like two soaring skylarks. The Sword Immortal raised his eyebrows and immediately turned into brilliance and followed them, hurriedly Sweeping nine feet away, they tried to catch up with the two purple figures in front of them, but soon the white figure behind them caught up with the two figures in front of them like lightning. "With a sound, he caught up with the white figure in front, stepped on the heads of the two figures with his feet, and finally used his strength to jump in front of the two figures. The two figures were immediately startled, then paused, and then started again They rushed forward quickly and drew their swords out of their sheaths. The swords were bright, more powerful than the moonlight, and the blades were engraved with a pictographic pattern, which was the same as the pattern on the swords of the eighteen heroes Qingsong dealt with in Luo Jing City that day. Then two figures emerged from the darkness, both wearing purple robes, with a wolf head mark on the robe material. The two purple-robed swordsmen sprinted away, slashing straight at Lingsu Sword Immortal, using their swords. The immortal was still standing calmly, with his back and hands clasped behind his back, his sword aura had already covered his treasure cover for four feet, and there was a danger that the attacking blade was becoming more and more violent, and the two swords suddenly missed. , it turned out that the Sword Immortal moved away, only half a meter away, and melted away the attacking sword energy. He immediately condensed his palms and hit the chests of the former two people. Two streams of blood spurted out and sprinkled. On the surface of the mud, the two people in purple robes couldn't bear the heavy blow, and they fell down after taking a breath. They both stopped breathing and went to the west sky. They saw the Lingsu Sword Immortal flying in the sky, looking like a white crane, showing off its two feathers. Wing Lai went up the mountain. Qingsong also caught up with the sword fairy, facing him head-on, and immediately stepped down. Lingsu sword fairy nodded secretly at him and winked, indicating that he didn't need to say anything at this time, Qingsong. Knowing that at this moment, there might be some guests secretly watching in the mountain, they listened to the teacher's words and stopped talking. Then the two returned to the mountain stream, and the two fairy boys followed them into the stream, but the Sword Immortal still felt that something was not going well. , An An used his inner power to transmit a message to Qingsong and the two fairy boys, saying: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. You will go to the hidden place with me as my master." "After passing the message, he had already demonstrated his lightness skills and flew out of the mountain stream. As soon as Qingsong and Xiantong received the message from the Sword Immortal, they spread out their body skills and flew out. Four shadows bypassed a rocky hill on the green mountain and flew up to the north. In front of the cliff, the night was shrouded, but it looked dark, with only a few mist floating in the air. Four figures jumped down one after another. The previous Lingsu Sword Immortal stepped in front of a mountain wall and shouted loudly: "Open!" "A piece of moss on the wall suddenly flashed with red light, and a stone door rolled open, and then an empty stone room appeared. In the stone room, chaotic boulders about half a foot high and seven feet wide filled the space. The Sword Immortal immediately sat cross-legged on a stone with a peaceful expression. Qingsong suddenly saw a stone chamber appearing on the mountain wall, and then he changed his mind and followed the two fairy boys into the room. , a layer of stone wall then closed the stone door. Qingsong felt dark, bowed respectfully towards the sword immortal, and said: Master, as soon as the stone door was closed, more than ten torch lights were lit on the top, each one. As big as a teacup, his eyes were unusually dim. Qingsong looked up at the top and was amazed. He sat cross-legged on a stone and suddenly opened his eyes and giggled: "Disciple, you. Are you willing to practice Jiangxia Immortal Sect¡¯s Immortal Cultivation Sword Technique? "Qingsong heard the words and looked at the Sword Immortal. Then he realized the truth and said with great joy: "Disciple, I am willing to practice, I am willing to practice" Then he looked back at the faces of the two immortal boys. They all expressed their wishes to He showed joy. Only then did Qingsong realize that this was not a joke. Lingsu Sword Immortal didn't say much. He smiled brightly, and a golden thread-bound ancient book appeared in his palm. The front of the ancient book was painted with vertical stripes of divine patterns, and the ancient book was surrounded by lines. There were layers of light, and there seemed to be a few strange five-color light beads swirling in the light. Qingsong looked up in shock, and thought to himself: "I will have the age of dancing elephants in my life, and today I will finally be like the fairy I dreamed of." Head. "Qingsong, stretch out your hands." "Sword Immortal shouted loudly, and Qingsong was very happy when he heard the words. He stretched out his hands, and a white light flew out from the mouth of Sword Immortal's palm and fell directly into Qingsong's palms. Qingsong stared at his palms, whether he was happy or not. Self-imprisonment. The layers of white light on his palms disappeared, and a golden ancient book suddenly appeared. Qingsong's eyes were startled, and he held the Immortal Jue in both palms, and burst into tears. He clasped his fists and said respectfully to the Sword Immortal: "Thank you Master for giving me the Immortal Technique. I will have a good time practicing as a disciple and live up to Master's expectations! "The sword fairy hummed, and said with a smile: "Now that you have opened up your Dantian and refined your muscles and bones, if you don't follow the instructions of the master,As expected, you will definitely be able to break through the ¡®Sword Seal Realm¡¯ in thirty years. "After saying that, he got up from his seat and jumped down. A bottle of fairy wine appeared from his palm. He raised his head and brushed his face and poured it into his stomach. It was very refreshing. "Sword sealing realm? Master? Could it be that there are several realms in the Immortal Art? Qingsong asked. "Not bad!" Immortal cultivators must go through the sixth level of Immortal Art, and then use their soul to condense elixirs to ascend to immortality, transform into sword immortals, go to the Nine Heavens Court to resume their immortal duties, and then they can be reincarnated and practice Taoism, and they can live with spiritual roots and wonderful bodies, and their path to immortality will be even more Infinite. There are countless immortal techniques in the world, all coming from the immortal sects of various regions, and the cultivation realms of each immortal cultivator are also different. There are four levels of immortality in the world: the tripod immortality, the flying immortality, the scattered immortality (earth immortality), the sword immortality, and the beast immortality. After ascending to immortality, he refined the inner elixir and refined it for ninety-nine and eighty-one days in the Yao Pond, and it became the golden elixir. After returning, he was called the golden elixir, and was awarded the third rank of Xiao Luo, Yi Xuan, and Da Luo, and he occupied a high position in the heaven. There is still a big difficulty in becoming an immortal, which is called three kalpas. Every 112 years, one kalpa is experienced. Until the third kalpa is reached, one has to perform another thousand three hundred good deeds before one can have perfect merits and be sealed with the light of the Golden Buddha Seal. You can stay in the Heavenly Palace. There are thirty-three days in the so-called Heavenly Palace, namely: Yanmotian, Azure Sky, Zhumingming, Yinxuantian, Yuxuantian, Huayangtian, Qinglingtian, Taixuantian, Songdetian, Xiaoyoutian , Lingguangtian, Chongxutian, Youxutian, Qingpingtian, Mingmotian, Haohaotian, Hunhuntian, Wujitian, Daluotian, Danzhentian, Yinyuantian, Yaomingtian, Yaolingtian, Shunhe Heaven, Zhaoming Heaven, Danxiao Heaven, Zixu Heaven, Taiqing Heaven, Chiying Heaven, Huangjing Heaven, Xuanyuan Heaven, Cangcheng Heaven, and Danyuan Heaven, these are called the Thirty-three Heavens. Now, my master will teach you the 72 Tiangang Sword Styles and Mysterious Techniques of the Six Realms of the Immortal Technique: Mediate the creation, reverse the yin and yang, move the stars to change the battle, return to the sky and return to the sun, call the rain and the wind, shake the mountains and shake the earth, Riding on the fog and rising into the clouds, drawing the river into the land, crossing the land with golden light, overturning the river and stirring the sea, pointing at the ground to become steel, the Five Elements Great Escape, Liujia Qimen, knowing the future against all odds, whipping mountains and moving rocks, rising from the dead, flying to hold the trace, taking nine breaths to convince the spirit, leading out Yuanyang, Subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, patching up the sky and bathing in the sun, pushing mountains and filling the sea, turning stones into gold, standing upright without a shadow, changing the shape of the fetus, the size is as desired, the flowers blooming instantly, the wandering spirit controls the air, seeing through the wall, returning the wind to the fire, mastering the five thunders, diving into the abyss Shrinking the earth, flying sand and rocks, carrying mountains and seas, scattering beans to form soldiers, nailing seven arrows. After the sword fairy finished speaking, he said again: Good disciple, these seventy-two sword styles and several Xuan Gong magic methods took more than a year and a half. It can be refined immediately, and sometimes it takes half a lifetime to learn a single move. However, such cultivation is very demanding and difficult. You must learn to be diligent and patient in the future, and you will definitely be able to overcome it. Others spend hundreds of years practicing, but you It only takes decades of hard work, and this is it: Diligence will bring out the talented, and hard work will lead to true results. Only by enduring these sufferings can you reach the other side and become an unparalleled immortal warrior. The seventy-two magical skills and sword skills are divided into six levels, with each twelve moves as one level. They are also the six major ways of cultivation. The six levels are each named: The first level: Lianxuhedao. The second level: refining Qi to transform Qi. The third level: refining Qi to transform into spirit. The fourth level: refining god to return to emptiness. The fifth level: refining emptiness to combine with Tao. The sixth level: refining Tao to become immortal. Each level is a transcendent promotion of one's own cultivation. Disciple, you will know in the future. It is inconvenient for me to say more. " Hearing this, Qingsong was stunned and speechless. He couldn't change his mind for a moment. He suddenly trembled and then he arched his back and said in a serious voice: Disciple, I have taken this to heart! Thank you Master for giving us the Immortal Secrets of our sect. Disciple must concentrate on practicing. The Master's entrustment!" The Sword Immortal was very happy when he heard this, and laughed loudly: "Disciple, this technique must not be taught to others!" "Lingsu Sword?" The immortal's words suddenly broke Qingsong's thoughts, and Qingsong immediately changed his mind. He had been smart since he was young, and had a graceful nature. He understood it as soon as he heard it, and said: "Disciple understands." Lingsu Sword Immortal smiled and said: "It's good if you understand. Fellow disciple. Senior brother and his disciples have left Jiangxia recently and are nowhere to be found. Being a teacher is hard and urgent. When you travel around the world in the future, you should pay more attention to the rivers and lakes and look for some of your fellow disciples." After saying this, he threw away the wine bottle in his hand. Qingsong agreed and opened the Immortal Secret of Sword Cultivation. A golden light flashed out from it, which was quite surprising. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:? Qingsong learned from it that the Immortal Technique is divided into six levels and seventy-two sword techniques. Each sword technique has extraordinary meaning and requires hard work and time to practice. Qingsong was about to close the Immortal Technique, withdraw the long sword and start practicing, but he saw this chapter preface on the home page: In the early years of ancient times, when the world was first opened, when people were still hiding on the ground, and when swords were no longer known, there was this technique in the world. I conclude that it must have been created by a powerful man in ancient times. The sword technique is cunning, the style is amazing, and the effect is extraordinary. It is said to be beyond any sword skill in the sword field. I have been practicing Taoism for more than three hundred years now, and my knowledge of swordsmanship is only one-tenth of the realm of this art. I feel ashamed. However, after two hundred years of observation, I feel that each sword technique of this art should be Divided into early stage, intermediate stage and round stageThere are three major levels. The Tao understood in each sword technique is gradually improved from these three levels. And as long as you understand the initial stage of each sword technique, you can record it as the first martial art, and then accumulate it into twelve martial arts, which can break through the void. At the end of the preface, it is also recorded: Qi Yinzi, in the third hundred and twenty-eighth year of the Great Qian Dynasty, early summer. Qingsong didn¡¯t quite understand it after watching it, so he watched it again and finally understood something. Seeing that Qingsong understood quite a bit, the sword immortal stopped disturbing him and was very happy in his heart. Qingsong asked the Sword Immortal: "Master, do you know that there is a preface on the first page of the Immortal Jue?" Hearing this, the Lingsu Sword Immortal looked back and said, "I know that it was written by my master, your master." "Qingsong couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and asked again: "How much has Master realized about this technique?" Upon hearing this, Lingsu Sword Immortal replied with a smile: "I have been enlightened as a teacher for seventy years. The enlightenment between realms is only one-twentieth, and it is even less than my master. It is probably a big regret in my life. When I was planning to refine elixirs in Yaochi, unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and several people jumped out of the pond. A giant turtle five feet away swallowed up my life pill. I also used my flying sword at that time to break open the turtle's belly. Fortunately, the life pill was not destroyed, but due to some bad luck, I was unable to achieve gold. Immortal." After saying this, tears welled up. After hearing this, Qingsong was not very sad and said: "Master, there is no need to give up on yourself. One day, I will become a golden immortal and ascend to the Nine Heavenly Palace to attain the immortal position." As he said this, the sword immortal was already a little angry, recalling the past. Things can't help but be angry. Qingsong looked at his master's appearance and didn't dare to offer condolences anymore. At this moment, the stone door opened wide, and a wisp of moonlight penetrated into the stone chamber. The Sword Immortal and two fairy boys walked into the stone chamber one after another. Qingsong just realized that the stone door had been opened, and his eyes were wide open, so he had to follow the steps of the Sword Immortal. The stone chamber. After going out, the sword fairy shouted: "Close!" The stone door rolled and closed, forming a bare mountain wall. Qingsong saw that there was no trace of the stone gate on the mountain wall, but the wall was smooth and flat, with a gray-red color. Qingsong was not surprised. In the open space in front of the mountain wall, Qingsong unsheathed his sword and started practicing according to the sword formula of the first form of Immortal Jue. At first, he was still unfamiliar with the practice, but after some enlightenment from the swordsman, Qingsong relied on his natural intelligence. , he also understood that he was indeed a genius who learned sword skills from the Sword Immortal. The Sword Immortal was very happy and believed that Qingsong had great prospects in the future. The height of the green pine trees is indistinguishable, and there is still a bit of white mist lingering around the body, making it quite elegant. This illusive green shadow is the soul that Qingsong has cultivated. The sword fairy used a secret method to draw it out of the Nine Palaces. It immediately attached to Qingsong's body and merged into one body. Qingsong suddenly felt that the body's organs were very sensitive and faint. I feel that there seems to be spiritual energy floating around me. When he asked the sword fairy why, he was very happy to know that he had awakened his soul. At this moment, the night has already struck three bells. The whole mountain is lonely and empty. A loud command was shouted from the clearing between the mountain ridges, breaking the silence of the mountain. Qingsong held the sword and went forward, displaying the first move of the Immortal Sword Technique, "Mediating Fortune". Immediately, countless sword shadows jumped out of the sword like "carp leaping through the door", as if: "If the red snake is made to fly to the north of the sea, the jade rabbit will naturally walk to the west of the sky. There was a sudden sound of silence, and a row of green bamboos in the north of the clearing fell immediately. There was a hole in the waist of the bamboo, and green smoke was rising above the hole. Qingsong laughed loudly when he saw that the sword technique he had used for the first time had such extraordinary effect. Lingsu Sword Immortal and the two fairy boys were also happy. In the early morning of the next day, Qingsong was still practicing his swordsmanship. He had reached a good level. His swordsmanship improved by 30%, and he also realized a hint of "swordsmanship" from the first swordsmanship. Qingsong was naturally overjoyed and full of confidence. At this moment, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. Suddenly thinking of all the disasters in Luo Jing that day, he couldn't help but be filled with anger. He pointed his long sword to the sky again, raised his head and shouted: "No I, Qingsong, will never give up on killing that young master of Wujian!" After making his vow, he cupped his fists and bowed to the sky. Unexpectedly, after the Luo Jing disaster, hatred had long been buried deep in Qingsong's heart, making him just want to practice hard on swordsmanship and understand the way of swordsmanship. In the future, I will break into Luojing again and kill the young master Wujian and Shelang. This will be mentioned later. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Noon has arrived, and the green mountains are as hot as an oven. Qingsong was full of fatigue, and with a thought in his heart, he put the sword back into its sheath, used his body technique, and turned it into a ray of blue light that shot towards the deep stream on the mountainside. In the secluded stream, the Lingsu Sword Immortal was carrying a flying blue sword on his back. The two fairy boys behind him finally said, "Master, are we leaving today? That Qingsong's sword skills will need your guidance for many more days. Why don't you stay? " "Uncle Nanli summoned me to go to Sanxing Cave in the South China Sea. I have to go!" Lingsu Sword Immortal couldn't help but sigh. "Could it be that all the immortals in the South China Sea have suffered a calamity and need your return-to-illumination elixir to be used?" the two fairy boys said in unison. "I believe that it may not be that simple. Some great calamity must have occurred in the South China Sea area." The sword immortal said in a trembling voice. He suddenly heard a sound outside the stream and immediately laughed out loud.Come. It turned out that a green shadow shot straight from the outside and fell on a stone in the stream. "Disciple, you are finally here. I have one more thing I need to say to you, my master." Lingsu Sword Immortal stopped laughing and said. "Master, what are you talking about?" Qingsong looked at Lingsu and asked doubtfully. "I am going to Sanxing Cave in the South China Sea to make an appointment with your master Hanshan Taoist. I will leave today." Lingsu Sword Immortal closed his eyes and looked up, and couldn't bear to say any more. Afterwards he said: "My master is well versed in the art of stargazing and foretelling. Knowing that you will encounter some disasters in the future will help you grow a lot, but there are still dangers. You will have a special mission in the future and cannot die. My master has given you three packets of tips. You should open them immediately if you are in danger. They contain solutions to the difficulties and some guiding codes. Remember, you can only open them once every time you encounter a disaster, and not more than once. Do you understand? "Just as Lingsu Sword Immortal finished speaking, three yellow, blue and red brocade bags appeared in his palm. The yellow brocade bag was embroidered with a koi, the blue brocade bag was embroidered with a snow-white crane, and the red brocade bag was embroidered with It's a colorful centipede. Three inches below the animal picture on the front of each piece are embroidered three ancient seal script numbers: "One, Two, Three". The three kits were beating erratically in the Sword Immortal Palm, and suddenly turned into three thin lines and shot into Qingsong's sleeves. Qingsong was a little stunned when he saw three rays of light shooting into his sleeves. He slowly woke up and immediately clasped his fists to the Sword Immortal and said, "Disciple, please remember this." Qingsong's words were solemn and firm, quite heroic. It's just that there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to speak. The Sword Immortal also noticed his apprentice's thoughts and did not want to point it out, so he smiled bitterly. The two fairy boys also expressed their reluctance to let go, because these days, Mo Sang, Mo Liji and Qing Song have a very close friendship that is difficult to let go, but time and time are reluctant to leave them behind, which is something they cannot resist. Lingsu Sword Immortal flicked his hand again and said vaguely to Qingsong: "Disciple, please come here and I will teach you a secret method for cultivating your mind and Qi. If you recite this secret method silently in your heart, you can do it in a short time." Restore your half-completed Qi within an hour, and recite it silently every day, which will definitely improve your Qi and spirit." Qingsong hurriedly responded when he heard the words, jumped down, stepped forward, and stood. Beside the Sword Immortal, he smiled slightly. The Lingsu Sword Immortal suddenly opened his eyes, turned to Qingsong's ear, and whispered several times. Qingsong pondered for half a minute before patting his head. When he came to his senses, he recited the formula silently in his heart until he became familiar with it, then nodded. Guojue felt that the energy stored in his body had increased by 20%, and he was very pleasantly surprised. He cupped his fists to the Sword Immortal and said, "Thank you, Master." Lingsu Sword Immortal smiled bitterly and waved his sleeves, leaving Qingsong speechless. The master and apprentice just looked at each other. The encounter between master and apprentice these days was really short, but Qingsong felt the most beautiful. Qingsong meditated on a cup of tea, and saw a hidden force on his side. Lingsu Sword Immortal gently extended two fingers of his right hand, touching Qingsong's forehead. Qingsong suddenly felt a little surprised, and felt that his whole body seemed to be under control. Unable to extricate himself, he had to be controlled by this secret force. Lingsu Sword Immortal said softly: "Wait until my master opens your 'Tao Consciousness'." As soon as he finished speaking, the infinite true power was like soft worms, lazily burrowing into Qingsong's sea of ??consciousness. It's like a sea current breaking through the breakwater and rushing into the nine palaces in the mind. Later, he felt a surge of powerful force that made Qingsong's mind confused, and a tearing feeling spread throughout his body's meridians. After about half a stick of incense, Qingsong slowly opened his dizzy eyes and realized that there were only patches of pain left in his head, which were very scattered and not serious. I also feel that the sea of ??consciousness is vast and boundless, and the depths of my soul seem to be washed by a spiritual spring, leaving everything clear and clear. Instinctively stroking his red forehead, beads of sweat as big as soybeans fell all over his cheeks. Qingsong was puzzled and asked the Sword Immortal: "Master, have you really opened my 'spiritual mind'?" Lingsu Sword Immortal laughed loudly when he heard it, and responded. Only then did Qingsong realize that if he opens his knowledge, he can derive extraordinary things. Dao enlightenment, observing the moving scenes within a hundred feet, can also develop "square storage" in the nine palaces of the human brain. In the future, as the Dao consciousness becomes stronger, the nine palaces will be opened in sequence, which can be used as storage instruments, which is very useful. (What is Tao Consciousness: It is the Tao and consciousness of all living beings, which combines the eight consciousnesses, which refers to the integration of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, mana, and alaya, which can be used to understand the belief in eternal life and eternal reincarnation. , as long as one is a cultivator, he will have Tao consciousness. Tao is God, God is the heart, and has peerless spiritual communication. In ancient times, it was created by Lord Buddha. Zen practitioners practiced it. Later, it spread to Taoism, worshiping the method of cultivation and refining the soul. Skill. How can it be known as Taoism? ) Lingsu Sword Immortal then said: "Disciple, take out your Immortal Secret." Hearing this, Qingsong took out the Immortal Secret from his robe and took out the Lingsu Sword. The immortal taught Qingsong the secret of how to put this thing into the "prescription storage". Qingsong understood it and performed it according to the instructions. A ray of white light shot out from the Niwan Palace in Qingsong's eyebrows, and another cloud of smoke flew up from the treasure cover. Just three The ruler encircles the circle. It's not thin, it's very rich, and it actually puts the Immortal Secret into my mind. Qingsong felt incredible, but it was inconvenient to say more, so he cupped his fists and thanked his teacher. The swordsman passed the math skills to Qingsong and decided that his mission was completed, so he said: "Okay, I have taught you these, my master, and I will leave immediately." When Qingsong heard this, he was shocked and burst into tears, and at the same time I also saw the worry on the Sword Immortal¡¯s face,The fairy boy was speechless in depression, and then he sighed, holding back tears and said with a trembling voice: "Master, when you come back, you can come to our fairy gate, and my disciple will be waiting for you there." After saying that, he was so angry that he didn't want to say any more. Lingsu Sword Immortal laughed heartily. He was indeed an immortal. He seemed to have seen through the ordinary world. He said, "Okay, okay, okay. I will naturally go to Jiangxia when I become a teacher." After that, the master and apprentice exchanged words. They shook hands and said goodbye. Farewell, Lingsu Sword Immortal looked up into the sky and made a gesture. A plate of white fairy clouds stretched out from under the Sword Immortal's feet. Qingsong hurriedly moved away, followed by the Sword Immortal, Mo Li, two Taoist boys from Mo Sang, and three others. Leaving the mountain stream on clouds, flying high into the sky. The green pine was left alone in the stream to feel sad. Later, he took away his sword and started practicing. ?? ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù A few days after the Lingsu Sword Immortal left, Qingsong had no other thoughts about going down the mountain and leaving the Luojing City area. He only wanted to practice quietly in the shady green mountains for a few days, and then left after he had mastered the sword technique. In the past two days, he had entered the secret room on the cliff four times. Wuming Leng saw that he was born with immortal bones and spiritual roots, had already entered the ranks of cultivating immortals, and had an immortal-level flying sword. He was very happy, so he gave him another sword formation formula and called his name. The "Nine Ming Hao Sword Formation" is divided into nine levels, all of which are arranged with magical weapons such as flying swords. It has extraordinary functions and is a Qianxu primary level formation. (The immortal sects in the world divide various formations into four levels: Bai Zhen, Qian Xu, Wan Xiang, and Xian Ji. Each formation level is divided into three levels: primary, middle, and perfect.) This "Nine Levels" Minghao Sword Formation" was created by Yin Yangzi Sword Immortal who spent his whole life using his unique skills. It is divided into nine levels. The key to each level is as follows: The first level uses an immortal-level flying sword as the base of the formation, and then combines eight ordinary flying swords to cast With real power, the nine flying swords merge into a triangular sword formation, hang it five feet in front of the person who set up the formation, and use the sword technique. The nine flying swords can be used for offense or defense. Do this, and stick to the formation. After three cups of tea, the first stage was completed. The second level uses an immortal-level flying sword as the base of the formation, and then combines it with seventeen advanced-level flying swords. Using real power, the eighteen flying swords merge into a triangular sword formation, which hangs six meters in front of the person who arranges the formation. The ruler, pinching the sword technique, and the eighteen flying swords are used to control the attack. The main magical functions of offense or defense are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, the second level can be considered to be refined. The third level uses two immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, and then combines twenty-six entry-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the twenty-eight flying swords into a hexagonal sword array, which is suspended above the person setting up the array. Seven feet in front of his body, he pinched the sword technique, and the twenty-eight flying swords were mainly used to control, attack or defend. They all did this. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it was considered to be the third level. The fourth level uses three immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, then combines thirty-three intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the thirty-six flying swords into a hexagonal sword formation, hanging on the person who set up the formation. Eight feet in front of the body, pinch the sword technique, and the thirty-six flying swords are mainly used for control, offense or defense. They are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it is considered to be the fourth level. The fifth level uses four immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, and then combines forty-one intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the forty-five flying swords into a heptagonal sword formation, which is suspended above the person who set up the formation. Nine feet in front of his body, he pinched the sword technique, and the forty-five flying swords were mainly used for control, offense or defense. They all did this. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it was considered to be the fifth level. The sixth level uses five immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, then combines forty-nine intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the fifty-four flying swords into a heptagonal sword formation, hanging on the person who set up the formation. Nine feet in front of the body, pinch the sword technique, and the fifty-four flying swords are mainly used for control, offense or defense. They are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it is considered to be the sixth level. The seventh level uses six immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, then combines fifty-seven intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the sixty-three flying swords into an octagonal sword formation, which is suspended in front of the person arranging the formation. Ten feet, pinch the sword technique, and the sixty-three flying swords are mainly used to control, attack or defend. They are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it is considered to be the seventh level. The eighth level uses seven immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, then combines sixty-five intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to merge the seventy-two flying swords into a ten-cornered sword formation, which is suspended in front of the person arranging the formation. Ten feet, pinch the sword technique, and the seventy-two flying swords are mainly used to control, attack or defend. They are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it is considered to be the eighth level. The ninth level uses eight immortal-level flying swords as the base of the formation, then combines eighty-three intermediate-level flying swords, and uses real power to make the eighty-one flying swords merge with my ten-cornered sword formation and hang on the formation body. In the first ten feet, the sword technique is pinched, and the eighty-one flying swords are mainly used to control, attack or defend. They are all done in this way. After supporting the formation for three cups of tea, it is considered to be the ninth level. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù When Qingsong was about to practice the first level of the "Nine Ming Hao Sword Formation", he realized that he only had a fairy-level flying sword and no other ordinary flying swords. He felt gloomy and was unwilling to continue practicing. It was just in vain that he read the sword manuals in the sword formation in the time after cultivating the Immortal Technique and mastered the technique to summon the sword formation. secondOn the same day, Qingsong went down to the tomb under the cliff again, and told Wuming Leng that he had no other flying swords for him to practice the first level of the sword formation. Wuming Leng just laughed after listening, and then gave a soft drink and a clear sound. The sound resounded from the top of the tomb, and a total of eighteen first-level flying swords fell down with cold light, suspended behind Wuming Leng. Qingsong couldn't help but panic, seeing the sharp cold light blooming from the sword bodies of each flying sword. , I knew in my heart that it was an extraordinary thing, and I was afraid it was a flying sword of the fourth level. Wuming Leng introduced this set of flying swords, and Qingsong realized that these eighteen flying swords were the set of flying swords that Yin Yangzi Sword Immortal loved most in his life. They were made from thirty-six Xuanyin blue crystals from Tianshan Mountain and took three years to refine. When the Yin Yangzi Sword Immortal emerged, he did not forget this set of flying swords that he had made with all his heart and soul, and named it: Ling Tian Sword. The grade of these eighteen Lingtian Swords should be at the level of Five Lings. They can cut gold like mud and destroy cauldrons and boats. With just a thought, he can kill all living things thousands of miles away in an instant. In the ancient era of gods and demons, the Great Master Yuanshi divided all kinds of magic weapons and weapons in the world into nine grades. The magic weapons and weapons of Shuangchen, Sancai, and Siyi grades were called primary magic objects; The magic weapons and weapons of Ling, Liuxiang, and Seven-star levels are called mid-level magic weapons; the magic weapons and weapons of Bahuang and Jiuyuan levels are called upper-level magic weapons; the magic weapons and weapons of the fairy level and above are called Chunyang fairy-level magic weapons. things. Wuming Lengsui has passed on these eighteen Lingtian swords to Qingsong, and taught Qingsong that he will need to practice swordsmanship in the future: the sword is the ancestor of the military strategist, and he uses his energy to control the sword, hurting people invisible, and then he reaches excellence. Therefore, those who are good at swordsmanship must first practice qi. The way to do it is to mobilize the breath first and train the body. On the day of success, if you collect it, it will be stored in a square inch, and if you release it, it will be within Liuhe. If it is tangible, if it is intangible. The tangible ones are reflected in the human body, just like wind and rain moving in the universe; the invisible ones are applied outside the body, just like lightning and thunder in space. The way of swordsmanship is based on the sword formation. The swords are integrated into one form, and the power is even more unparalleled than that of a single sword. It just requires a lot of real power. If a person who cultivates immortals relies on Qi training as his current, that's it. The mighty man of the sword array. Qingsong remembered and understood what Wu Ming Leng said. He was worthy of being a high disciple of the Immortal Sect, with a very good spiritual foundation. Then Wuming Lengxinjue said all the words to Qingsong, and his heart seemed to be enlightened, and he said in a trembling voice that he had made a divination recently, and the divination was dark and unclear. Only then did he realize that the end of his life had come, and he would become immortal and enter Jiuquan in a few days. The ghosts and animals in the mansion reincarnate, go through the eight tribulations of hell, and become ghosts or reincarnated animals. Tears filled Qingsong's cheeks when he heard this, and he started sobbing non-stop. Although this Wuming Leng was his eldest brother, and they had only known each other for only ten days, the deadline had been set, and he would die in a few days. He felt extremely painful in his heart, and was very sad. Reluctantly, his eyes flashed with a hint of sadness. Wuming Leng was afraid that no one would guard his master's tomb in the future, so he wanted to teach Qingsong to inherit it. After thinking about it several times, he felt that this method was not good, so he canceled it. Later, he sighed and glanced at Qingsong, as if he was satisfied in his heart, and hurriedly told him to leave this place, forget about it, and never come back again. Qingsong didn't want to, and he broke down in tears. He knelt on the ground, as if he understood instantly. After thinking about the separation between life and death, he also thought: If he didn't go back, his elder brother would be hurt even more, so he gently withdrew from the tomb and went to the cliff, feeling cold and sad. ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù It has been the fifth day since Lingsu Sword Immortal left. Qingsong is practicing hard in the mountain stream every day. His soul has regained his firmness and no longer goes down the cliff to visit Wuming Leng in the tomb. His mind is now just about wanting to Only by practicing immortal skills and understanding the way of swordsmanship can he live up to Wuming Leng's eager expectations for him. At that time, Qingsong had already mastered the first sword technique in the Immortal Art, "Mediating Creation", to the level of perfection. It was quite difficult. I don't know how much effort he had put in in recent days to achieve such results. The shadow of the sword flickered in the mountain stream, and the green-gang sword energy was like a fish whipping towards the surrounding walls of the stream. The surface of the sword energy was also covered with misty golden clouds, which instantly caused stone fragments to fly away and the whole body to tremble. Qingsong noticed that there were distracting thoughts in his mind and he was unable to practice for a while, so he put away the sword posture, sheathed the sword, and walked out of the mountain stream. The green pines saw that the Golden Crow had already set in the west, and at the end of the forest at the foot of the mountain there seemed to be a layer of light the color of a long robe, which was eye-catching but also made people feel pity for them. It is said that Qingsong escaped from the poisonous hands of the "Seven Evils of the Underworld" Snake Lang outside Luojing City that day. Fortunately, the Lingsu Sword Immortal came to his rescue in time, and he managed to save his life and evacuate to a green mountain deep in the bamboo forest. As a result, Shelang was cut by the sword fairy's flying sword and injured his shoulders. In order to capture Qingsong, the young master ambush hundreds of magicians in the mountains outside Luojing City. Last time, two magicians went to the green mountain where Qingsong rested, and were killed by the Sword Immortal. When the young master counted the number of people, he realized that the two magicians were missing. He suddenly became furious and broke into a rage. Send Shelang to Qingshan to search for traces of Qingsong. Because Qingsong had no intention of practicing his sword, he walked out of the mountain stream and focused his eyes on the bamboo forest under the green mountain. Because the golden crow was setting in the west, the bamboo shadows became extremely dark and eerie, still with a gloomy quality. Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the bamboo forest, and soon there were several clear calls, and a row of mountain birds flew out of the forest. Suddenly, yellow grass rose up in the forest, and rolled down to the ground. Seeing such a strange sign, Qingsong let out a cry and unsheathed his long sword, focusing on the bamboo trees below.?. Suddenly there was a series of strong hoofbeats. Qingsong's ears were very sensitive. He knew that this was a good horse for thousands of miles. That's why the hoofbeats were so loud. He became more and more curious and wanted to look down. A row of tall white horses suddenly stood at the foot of the mountain. The horses neighed and rumbled. On the horse's back sat a warrior wearing black armor, with several groups of black hair growing on his shoulders, an eagle nose and a broad face, with big eyes and sharp ears. , one of the warriors is more prominent. He is about nine feet tall. He is a fierce and dark-faced man wearing strong clothes. I saw that the shoulders of the iron man were actually white, and the inner bones could be faintly seen in the white skin. It was very terrifying. It turned out that the nine-foot iron man was Shelang, who had himself beheaded by the Lingsu Sword Immortal that day. The two heads were cultivated for three days, in order to sharpen the sword and rectify the magicians, with the intention of killing Qingsong. That day, Shelang had transformed into his original form. Qingsong just didn't recognize him. He only saw a row of powerful men and horses standing at the foot of the mountain. He felt panic in his heart. He knew that a powerful enemy was coming. He secretly concentrated his strength and thought about it several times. Only then did he truly realize that When he realized that the row of people at the foot of the mountain was sent by Young Master Wujian, he was filled with anger. The people and horses at the foot of the mountain seemed to see someone standing on the mountainside, and they all looked up. At that time, it was almost night, and the forest was getting darker and darker. He couldn't see anything real within a radius of ten miles. Snake Lang saw a figure standing on the mountainside. He recalled where he had seen this person before, and thought about it a few times. After a while, he patted his knees and said with consciousness: "It is indeed that kid!" Upon hearing what She Lang said, the dozens of warriors around him suddenly shouted loudly, each holding the sharp blade in their hands. It is as bright as a silver moon in the night. Qingsong saw that there was a commotion at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly saw the sharp blades shining like a crescent moon. He didn't say anything, hahaha, and swept his body. When he started to sweep, three tall horses had already been dispatched from the foot of the mountain, and the sound of the horses was heard. Joyfully, the horse seemed not to know that it was about to die. The man on the horse held up a nine-ring cauldron knife, and the knife was waving in the void. Before Qingsong could reach the sword, he made a gesture with his hands, muttered something in his mouth, and finally shouted: "Open!" The green-eyed fairy sword in his palm flew out, like a ball of green fluorescent light in the night light, and the light spread into a mouthful of green light. The sword makes a faint sound of howling wind, but it can't match the scene of half a cup of tea. I saw two tall horses just running up a hill. The two warriors on the horses had their heads chopped off by flying swords that came from the darkness. The swords drew a perfect arc, and blood splashed on the mountain. It was terrifying. The horse stood up, neighing in fright, and flipped its front hooves several times in the air. The flying sword struck the horse's back and hindquarters in an instant. The horse's blood surged out, splashing half of the hillside red. Then came the horses and people, all rolling down the hill, wailing from time to time. Shelang was stunned. He didn't see the young man fighting with the two warriors, but he killed them in an instant. He was confused, thinking that Qingsong was good at using hidden weapons. Just when he was angry, he held them in his hands. A moonbow made of purple gold appeared in the illusion, with demonic energy floating on the bow. A silver arrow appeared in the other hand, the tip of the arrow shimmering, and there was a mysterious cold poison in it. Even if the immortal endured it for a while, he would not The energy will be dissipated within half a day, and the result will be an immediate loss. Qingsong had no idea that someone at the bottom of the mountain was using such a hidden weapon. He swayed his body, raised his hand, and the flying sword had already been put into his waist. He still stood proudly on the spot and shouted at the mountain: "It's just such a trick, uncle, I'll do it." I want a powerful one to come up and fight with me for hundreds of rounds." Upon hearing Qingsong's harsh words, the warrior at the foot of the mountain became a little helpless and wanted to ride up the mountain to fight the arrogant young man, but Shelang stopped him with a ferocious voice. "I have a plan: It's a moonlit night now, and the light is dim. As long as one of you leads him to the huge rock at the foot of the mountain, I will have a powerful technique to subjugate him." After that, some warriors agreed, and Shelang Immediately, three black-armored warriors were dispatched, holding nine-ringed green axes, and rode their horses up the mountainside. Tonight the sky is brighter than usual, but a few fogs have been added to it, making it appear a different kind of haze. Qingsong's ears heard the sound of a string of horse hooves from the bottom of the mountain, and saw that the mountain was filled with mist at that time, and there was no five-foot road in sight. I didn't know what to do for a moment, so I had to use my body skills and lean down the mountain. When the three warriors saw Qingsong approaching, they did not go into battle to fight, but turned around and headed back down the mountain road. When Qingsong saw three horses going down the mountain for no reason, he thought they were frightened. He became more courageous and became more and more confident of victory. He gathered his strength and quickly chased after the people and horses going down the road. Suddenly, the men and horses had descended to the foot of the mountain. Green Pine was afraid of something bad, and stood on a boulder at the foot of the mountain. He was worried that he would be ambushed at this moment, and was about to leave. As expected, a silver light struck in front of him. Come, with your eyes dimmed in the darkness of night, Qingsong concentrated his eyes and sent him away. He slowly released his breath from his Dantian, danced his long sword, and suddenly scattered thousands of sword flowers, each one as big as a teacup, extremely beautiful. A "Five Blessings Silver Flower" was displayed. The hidden weapon was exchanged with the sword flower. There were several clanging sounds. The silver light was already unbearable and fell down. Qingsong stepped forward and picked it up. It turned out to be a four-foot silver arrow. , the tip of the arrow was coated with cold poison, which is colorless and odorless, but it can make a person lose all his power. He immediately broke it into two pairs and trampled it into a ball of silver powder with his feet. Seeing that his poisonous plan failed, Shelang secretly gnashed his teeth and resented him. With a wave of his hand, four black-armored warriors galloped towards Qingsong on horseback.The silver ring on the blade made a tinkling sound, which was disturbing, but Qingsong didn't take it seriously. Seeing that the sword technique was so fast, it was so heavy that it broke the cauldron, and the blades were already approaching their spiritual caps, jade pillows, shoulders, and back necks. around. When a sharp wind hit him, Qingsong displayed his "Swallows Flying South" movement. He leaped into the sky and dodged the attack of four blades. The four warriors saw their blades falling one by one, and then they saw another one. Qingsong didn't know how to go up, and felt panic. When he held the handle of the knife and raised it, he felt a hidden force controlling the blade, as if it had a huge weight, making them unable to lift their breath at all. Looking up, they saw a person standing on the blade. , It turns out that Qingsong's feet are on the steel sword, and he is calm and graceful. The four warriors were very angry. Qingsong made a gesture and a gloomy blue light hit the four warriors' cheeks. Each of the warriors felt that a strong wind was blowing on their cheeks, and their skin and flesh were lifted open by the strong wind, and blood flowed out. The four warriors couldn't help but scream in grief, their faces were hideous, and strips of blood were left on their faces, soaking all over the ground. Qingsong lifted his body and came out to the side. I saw four steel knives clanging to the ground, and four figures fell down. Shelang couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and was very angry. In this moment, six soldiers under his command had died. He felt it was a pity and had no choice but to fight in person. Snake Lang ordered all the soldiers around him to step back. He put his hands on his chest and silently recited a spell beside his mouth. He bent down and transformed into a black python. The python was two feet long. There were dozens of square and circular lines on the skin. The color of the lines had changed. It is white, like white rings. The black python is made of black gold, as if it were made of steel. There are four silver-white fangs growing in the python's mouth. The fangs are about five feet long. Under the cover of the night, the fangs look like silver bamboo shoots. Qingsong saw that Snake Lang had suddenly transformed into his original form, just like the black python he had seen in Luo Jing that day, but that black python had three heads, while the black python in front of him only had one head, so he naturally concluded in his heart that the black python in front of him had three heads. The black python and Naluo Jing's three-headed black python have the same origin. Qingsong gathered his true power at that moment and held the sword to display the "Fire Tree and Golden Flower" style in the "Qingtong" sword technique. Then he saw a green flame rising behind Qingsong, and there seemed to be a golden sword flower among the green flames. Flying in the green flames quite spiritually. There is no way to escape for a while. Qingsong let out a cold scolding, and thousands of red fires burst out from the phantom of green flames behind him, shaped like chilongs. There was a faint sound of hissing in the air, and wisps of purple smoke came out. At the same time, thousands of red fires started to rush towards Shelang. He saw the snake man breathing out the snake letter, without any fear, and the circular path on the skin suddenly emitted streams of strange black smoke. The Qi has already risen into the sky, turning into hundreds of snake tails that are not suspended in the air. In an instant, they have already swooped forward and merged with the thousands of red fires. Immediately, the sky and the earth were filled with lightning and flint, and endless lightning and flying lightning flashed frequently at the foot of the mountain, which was very dim. Head. The thunderbolts that followed gradually died down, and miasma smoke billowed under the foot of the mountain, and the turbid air was fierce. Immediately, a deep violent sound shook out from the sky, startling the birds and beasts in the forest, and they couldn't help but let out low roars and screams. Seeing that he and his opponent were tied, Qingsong stamped his feet angrily, as if he was quite dissatisfied. Shelang opened his mouth and spat out a pool of blood. Black haze kept emerging from the blood. As the haze gradually deepened, it covered Shelang's entire body, making it impossible for others to see clearly. It's just that the deep haze is floating in the eyes, which is very strange. Qingsong knew that this was a demonic method of defense, so he stepped forward and raised the fairy sword. Behind him, a green flame phantom appeared, as if it existed in nothingness and did not generate high temperature to the outside world. It¡¯s too late to say it, but it¡¯ll be soon. A thousand white rays burst out from the dark haze that shielded Snake Man, like a snow spring, spraying pearls and curling jade, all flawless. Qian Dao Bai Lian's attack came with great speed, a few points higher than the speed of arrows. It brought with it a burst of extremely cold air, causing all the grass and trees at the foot of the mountain to grow ice shavings, swaying endlessly. Suddenly the trees shake like snow and hail, and the flowers shake like frost. Bai Lian burst out along a strange arc and plunged straight into Qingsong. Qingsong saw that this evil technique should not be underestimated. It must have been cultivated by collecting extremely cold things from heaven and earth. He was afraid that all the ordinary fires in the world could not restrain this extremely cold technique, so he formed a magic technique with his hands, like a gong. , purple light glowed between the fingers, and the green flame behind him suddenly started to flow, turning into flexible gas and spreading in the purple light between the green pine palms. Once the purple light was supported by the green flame, the light changed into golden color, which was very beautiful. We don¡¯t know how, we will break it down next time. (Chapter 3¡¤End) Sanren said: Mo Sang, Mo Li is the foil for the Sword Immortal and Qingsong to part ways, don¡¯t care. The development of "Sword Soul" is a highlight. It is also written that Lingsu Sword Immortal was entangled in affairs and got away first. The scene of the master and apprentice saying goodbye is very vivid. The Lingsu Sword Immortal also informed the future, knowing that Qingsong would encounter misfortune in the future, he gave three sets of tips. These are three pieces of foreshadowing, how wonderful! The author uses it very cleverly, which plays a certain role in the development of the plot in the future. Later, it was written that Wuming Leng died. Although Qingsong was full of sorrow, it did not show on his face. Wuming Leng was able to emerge with peace of mind, laying the groundwork for the future "Wuming Leng" to be reborn in the world and assist Qingsong. At the end of the chapter, I started to write about Luo Jing. In order to avenge the Sword Immortal for killing its two heads, Shelang went to Qingshan and finally met Qingsong. The author also said: Snake man is a poor man.There are also those who are reluctant to give up in the world. Writing this is not about writing about generals at an unreasonable time, but it has other intentions. People in life often have sinister traces like Snake Man and Young Master Wujian. The unsuccessful battle between Qingsong and Shelang is the final foreshadowing of the fourth chapter. The warriors brought by Shelang served as side care.