Chapter 1015： I practice sword

Unconsciously, one month passed. Zhu Minglang felt that there were inexhaustible resources in this fairy city...

If it weren't for the money, I wish Minglang could continue to have fun here for a few months!

Zhu Minglang also cleared out the soul orb inventory and valuable things on his body within this month, and replaced them with the just-needed spiritual resources of the dragon pets.

"Lei Gong Zilong, the promotion will succeed!"

"Cangluan and Qinghuanglong, the promotion will succeed!

"Fairy Yinglong, Jin... Hey, how did you skip a level?"

Zhu Minglang hugged the elf Yinglong, and then placed him on a high cabinet with himself, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Boom~~~~"

The fairy Yinglong was a little embarrassed by Zhu Minglang's stare, and stretched out two chubby fingers.

"Say, if you stole something, how could you directly jump to the master level? What do you consider the cultivation base? Is the master level Chinese cabbage by the roadside!" Zhu Minglang interrogated.

"Boom~~~~~"

The fairy Yinglong said that since it sucked away the aura of the mysterious ancient body enshrined by Mo Shou, its own cultivation base has been going up every day. It originally wanted to give these auras to other dragon pets, but these universes The aura was so fragrant that the fairy Yinglong couldn't stand the temptation, so he slowly digested it by himself.

"Just eat alone, right?" Zhu Minglang said.

The fairy Yinglong lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhu Minglang's eyes.

"Okay, I will rely on you for future fights. They are all at the level of the gods. You can't still shout and cheer on the edge." Zhu Minglang said.

Flicking the elf Yinglong's forehead with his finger, the elf Yinglong touched his head, and nodded a little aggrieved.

Hiding behind Big Brother Long and Big Sister Dragon for so long, finally it’s its turn to charge into the battle. The fairy phoenix began to regret that it shouldn’t be eating alone. It should share this powerful spiritual energy evenly to each dragon, so that it will again You can continue to be a bastard.

"Mo Shou enshrines the god-patterned Xuanzun, the nobleman among the ancient giants. The cosmic aura in it is even more rare, and it is not bad that the fairy dragon can digest it." Mr. Koi said.

"Well, I'm thinking about one thing, can I graft Lou Longzong's psychic waterwheel method on the Elf Yinglong, so that it can run a more refined aura?" Zhu Minglang touched his chin and thought about it. .

Zhu Minglang now knows that Reiki is also divided into levels.

The level of different Shenjiang aura is different.

Universe spiritual energy is considered to be quite high-quality, and its effect should be no less than the spiritual energy in the dragon gate, and it can directly increase the cultivation base.

The method of Lou Longzong's psychic waterwheel is to distinguish the aura of different attributes, and then filter, refine, condense, and sublimate, and finally turn it into energy similar to the dragon's spiritual book, which is absorbed by the dragon beast.

"Didn’t you realize that the so-called spiritual energy and spiritual resources are actually the incarnations of the spiritual books. But the spiritual books in the world are scattered, transformed, and impurity, so they can only be called auras and spiritual resources. , But it can't be called a spiritual book." Mr. Koi said.

"So is the method I said feasible?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Of course it is possible. Incompetence is the secret waterwheel of Lou Longzong's magical psychic energy, or the gift of the spirit of the fairy dragon. In fact, they are all sublimating the spiritual energy and spiritual resources of the world to the most perfect state of the spiritual book. Like a dragon. The situation of obtaining a spiritual book and immediately upgrading the cultivation base like that in China is impossible to achieve perfectly, but it can be approached infinitely." Mr. Koi said.

"Understood, the core lies in how to sublimate these auras from heaven and earth into spiritual books that can be perfectly absorbed by practitioners and dragons and beasts. Then I have to find a treasured place of feng shui for this fusion." When Zhu Minglang thought about it, his eyes couldn't help. Looking at the Yuheng sacred mountain.

After spending a month in Xiancheng, it’s time to climb the mountain, and to purchase everything that needs to be purchased. I really need a place full of aura to start a wave of cultivation!

…

The mountain is not too high, the sacred mountain itself is located in Xiancheng.

The sacred mountains are floating in the air and scattered above the different locations of Xiancheng. There are Yunteng covered bridges between the sacred mountains and the sacred mountains. Some Yunteng even hangs from the air into the Xiancheng, hanging in the bustling area of ​​Xiancheng. For some repairs For people, it is within reach.

However, out of respect for the Yuheng Star Palace, no one has ever climbed to the sacred mountain along these cloud vines. To worship the gods, one needs to climb the star steps and worship in every star temple along the way.

Naturally, Zhu Minglang would not climb those cloud vines. He walked past star temples with historical meaning, and the crowds of worship slowly moved forward, always in an endless stream.

Finally, I walked to Qihe Palace, which is said to be the gate of Yuhengxing Palace. Zhu Minglang arrived at the glorious gate of the palace, and he made clear his identity, and then waited quietly at the gate of the palace.

As soon as Zhu Minglang drank a cup of tea, three people walked up, two women and one man. The man had a blue sand mole on his forehead, which was quite handsome!

"You come with us." The blue-sand mole man glanced at Zhu Minglang, then said lightly.

Zhu Minglang wanted to ask about the situation, but this person was cold-tempered and unwilling to say more. Zhu Minglang had no choice but to stop asking, just follow him into the star palace.

Along the way, with some twists and turns, I saw a lot of sword turrets that sword idiots dream of. On it, there were some maneuvers comparing swords, some cross-legged to comprehend, and some practiced the sword flying immortal alone...

When he reached a slightly messy and dirty sword stand, the blue sand mole man stopped and pointed his finger inside the sword stand.

Zhu Minglang had some doubts, thinking that it was Meng Bingci waiting for him, so he walked over.

As soon as he stepped into the sword stand, Zhu Minglang felt that something was wrong, because his feet were sticky. It seemed that there was blood stains that had not been cleaned up not long ago, and it was obvious that he was used for executions all the year round. Washing blood stains.

"Xiongtai, what does this mean?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"That's you, claiming to be the son of Meng Zun?" said the blue sand mole man.

"What's wrong?"

"That's right, insulting the gods, the sin deserves to be executed, if you are happy, you probably won't realize how offensive you are to say such a thing, so it is better to deal with people like you by capital punishment. !" The man with blue sand mole said these words, and he picked up a blood-stained toothed sword on the shelf.

The toothed sword is full of inverted blades, scraped from the human body, the kind of pain can be imagined!

"I don't understand why I should be put to death." Zhu Minglang was baffled for a while.

"Huh, you kind of market liar, even if you want to return to Meng Zun, you must make up a decent reason. Meng Zun is a Yuxian. Do you know what Yuxian is? In our Yuheng Star Palace, it represents a guardian. Jade God, one of their practices is that they will never marry forever, let alone have offspring. You claim to be the son of Meng Zun, are you insulting the Jade God!" At this moment, the female disciple on the side said.

"Several people, I guess you didn't relay my words to your Meng Zun. Am I a liar? You can just convey it. Why do you act like this without authorization?" Zhu Minglang said.

Yuxian never married forever? ?

Is Meng Bingci the jade fairy of Yuheng Star Palace? ?

In this way, I am the descendant of God? ?

It sounds like Leng Niang's position in Yuheng Star Palace is quite high.

Then why is it nestled in a small Lichuan?

"There is no need to convey it. When these words reach Meng Zun's ears, they are disrespectful to Meng Zun." said the blue sand mole man.

"Hey, why do you want to find relatives in Wanli? You will never lack cerebral palsy." Zhu Minglang sighed.

"You can resist. You can choose the weapons on this platform. This is our Yuheng Star Palace's last little pity for you rascals and rogues." said the blue sand mole man.

"Stupid things!" Zhu Minglang cursed.

"I don't know how to live or die!" said the blue sand mole man, who had already pulled out the toothed sword, and slapped Zhu Minglang fiercely.

Zhu Minglang casually pointed, the sword spirit dragon unsheathed from behind, and instantly turned into a shadowless mark and slashed across the blue sand mole man in an instant.

The sword spirit dragon has returned to Zhu Minglang's back, like a phantom when he is still.

Outsiders couldn't see the sword spirit dragon attacking at all, only saw Zhu Minglang suddenly point his hand away, and then the man with the blue sand mole froze in place.

"哧~~~~~~~~~~~~"

His chest suddenly blossomed like a flower, and shocking blood spurted.

The man with blue sand moles slowly fell back, and the blood on his chest spewed out an arc. The two women next to him watched this scene in horror, and looked at Zhu Minglang even more in disbelief.

"I am a swordsman, I am not a liar. You don't need me to issue a second sword to tell me honestly, right?" Zhu Minglang snorted coldly and said to the two female disciples.

One of the female disciples also realized that this person is not an extraordinary person, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the star palace, not knowing whether to shake the person or spread the word.

Another female disciple was dealing with the injury of the blue sand mole man, but the blood couldn't stop it.

At this moment, in a sword platform not far away, a man walked over with a flying sword. His hair and beard were neatly combed, and he was wearing a fluttering sword robe, which was more of a fairy demeanor.

"This fellow Daoist, why did he make a move to hurt people?" The long-robed sword master fell on the sword stand and asked.

"I asked them to spread the word. They not only didn't do it, but they also led me to this torture platform, saying why they would put me to death. This is how your Yuheng Star Palace treats guests?" Zhu Minglang said.

"Then there is a misunderstanding. If there is a misunderstanding, you can talk about it. Why do you have to start so hard?" The long-robed swordsman continued.

Zhu Minglang glanced at the elder swordsman, UU reading www. uukanshu.com found a blue sand mole on his forehead.

Is there a meteor blue sand mole here?

Or should they be relatives?

"I practice swords because I let this idiot talk to me properly. If your focus is on why I start so much, and not what he did to annoy me, then we have nothing to talk about." Zhu Said clearly.

"This is the Yuheng Star Palace. Most of the people who come here are in awe, not in the way we treat guests. Even if there is any misunderstanding, with your strength, you only need to knock him down. So, why would you want to tear such a big blood-flowing wound? This may hurt his cultivation and affect his future." said the long-robed sword master.

"Okay, listen to your tone of voice and you will know that you are here to stand up for him. Don't pretend to be there to pretend to be a moral character. Come over and eat my sword. I said it. I practice the sword. That's it for you. This kind of idiot talk to me!" Zhu Minglang was too lazy to talk to this polite elder, and cursed directly.

"It seems that you really don't have a sense of awe, so let us, Sikong, give you a bit of admonishment!" Long-robed swordsman said.