Liu Yi kicked Hu Tutu in the leg, frowned and thought for a moment, then used the method of sound transmission to tell Hu Tutu the method he thought of.

"High! It's really high!"

Hu Tutu gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly: "As expected of my boss, he is indeed cunning and cunning..."

"Um?"

Liu Yi kicked Hu Tutu in the leg, "Fat Hu, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

"Brother Yi, you misunderstood. I was praising you for being extremely smart and having an exquisite heart!"

Hu Tutu hurriedly explained, and went to play with Greedy Wolf, no longer appearing in Liu Yi's sight.

"What Senior Brother Ling Qianjian said today are all the most basic things. It seems that Senior Brother is going from the shallower to the deeper, explaining in detail what Xuantian Sect disciples should learn. But what he said,

It’s far inferior to what Brother Feather said at the beginning. It’s just that Brother Feather only talked about the Real Person Realm. As for the Pure Yang Realm above the Real Person Realm and the Immortal Level above Yuanshen, Brother Feather didn’t talk much about it because of my insufficient cultivation...

"

Liu Yi sat on the futon, frowning and thinking, feeling the unique sword energy in the Dantian under his lower abdomen.

This was the sword energy that came into being when Liu Yi stood at the top of the Tongtian Port Restaurant, daydreaming about the scenes when Ling Qiujian became a god, and had some enlightenment in his heart.

The sword energy is transparent, formless, and only as big as a little finger.

The unique thing about this sword energy is that it changes with Liu Yi's mood. Whether it is happiness or anger, sadness or joy, this sword energy will produce a slight change.

As for the true meaning of this change, Liu Yi has not yet fully understood.

After half an hour passed, Ling Qianjian began to preach again.

Ling Qianjian was a person of temperament. When he agreed to let the Four Great Sword Immortals preach to Bandao Peak the day before yesterday, he was indeed a little impulsive. After Hu Tutu returned to Qianjian Peak, Ling Qianjian felt that this decision

Some are too impulsive, too partial to half of Daofeng, and unfair to other disciples in the sect.

It's just the immortal's golden words, but Ling Qianjian can't go back on it.

After discussing with the other three Sword Immortals, the four of them set a time limit for preaching. They stipulated that Ban Daofeng should preach for three months, four times a month, a total of twelve times, and two sermons each time.

hour.

In this way, even if it is still unfair, it is reasonable. After all, the Bandaofeng lineage has suffered for three thousand years in the wilderness, and it is appropriate to make some compensation.

Under the half-dao peak, many Xuantian Sect disciples were guarding.

They were standing or sitting, using various spells to enhance their hearing, trying their best to listen to Ling Qianjian's sermon at the top of the mountain. But they were thousands of meters apart, and even if Xuantian Sect disciples had the lowest level of cultivation in the True Dharma Realm, they could only hear

A very weak voice. When they heard clearly what Ling Qianjian was preaching and knew that what Ling Qianjian was talking about were the most basic things, they immediately lost interest.

Little did they know that when Ling Qianjian was preaching, flowers were falling from the sky, golden lotuses were pouring from the ground, and the hall was filled with fragrant fragrance... Hearing it on such an occasion was tantamount to a cleansing of the soul, which was of great benefit to practitioners.

The Xuantian Cave is like a fairyland.

The more beautiful the scenery, the more people can forget their sorrows.

It can even drain a person's energy and smooth it out.

Liu Yi wandered around leisurely for a few days and read many books in the Xuantian Sect's Scripture Collection Pavilion.

As for the top ten magical powers of swordsmanship, one must at least be in the Pure Yang realm to read them, and some even need to be based on the Immortal realm... This was the rule set by Ling Qiujian before he became a god.

"With my seniority in the Xuantian Sect, I can read any secret book and technique. It's a pity that I only have the cultivation level of a real person and cannot practice the top ten magical powers of swordsmanship."

Liu Yi stood on the top of Bandaofeng, looking up at the sky.

At this time, Liu Yi's cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth realm of the Nascent Soul. As long as the Nascent Soul is combined with the physical body, he can reach the Pure Yang realm.

"Pure Yang Realm, also called Yuanshen Realm, majors in cultivating the soul within the body. If I want to break through the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm in the real person realm, I must first merge the Nascent Soul with the physical body. Ordinary monks,

There is only one Nascent Soul in my body, but I have three in my body... I have read all the Xuantian Sect's classics on the real realm, and I have never seen this phenomenon in the books.

.Now that Brother Feather has returned, I, Liu Yi, am alone on this path of cultivation... So what if I don’t have Brother Feather’s help? I, Liu Yi, will not only cultivate three Yuanyings with me, but also three Yuanshen in the future! Even if this path is not possible,

When people pass by, I will also find a new way of practice, not to mention that in ancient times, monks practiced this way..."

Liu Yi raised his head proudly, pointed at the sky and painted the earth, and thought in his heart: "I, Liu Yi, will never be worse than the ancient monks, and I will even surpass them!"

Thinking of this, Liu Yi began to retreat and only went to listen to Ling Qianjian's sermons every seven days.

Wan'er obtained Liu Yi's three secret books and was also in retreat.

Lu Ningshuang seemed to be attracted by Ling Yijian and wanted to accept her as a true disciple.

The days passed by in a hurry.

After one month.

On this day, the lecturer was Ling Yijian, the youngest of the four great sword immortals. Although this person was a woman, she was better at refining alchemy and weapon than anyone else in the Xuantian Sect.

Liu Yi sat down and listened carefully, feeling a little enlightened in his heart.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz...

Nine bells in a row suddenly sounded from the Divine Sword Peak.

"Nine bells ring, the enemy is at hand!"

Ling Yijian's preaching voice stopped suddenly, and she stood up suddenly and looked outside the hall.

A signal sword light flew through the air and fell into Ling Yijian's hand. She took the sword light and looked at it carefully. After thinking for a while, she handed the sword light to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi looked at the sword light and his expression suddenly changed.

The message in the sword light was very brief, but it was thrilling enough: Qiongyu's sects, good and evil, including the Demon Sect, all ranked sects, all came to Jianshan, just to ask Xuantian Sect for help.

A chance to become a god.

Ling Yijian looked cold and displayed a sword light. He and Liu Yi flew towards the entrance of Xuantian Cave, and said via voice transmission: "Junior Brother Liu! These people must have learned the news that the head brother was trapped, so they had the courage to come.

Come to my Xuantian Sect Sword Mountain to ask for the chance to become a god!"

Liu Yi asked: "The master brother is far away in the Netherworld Demon Prison. How can these people get the news about the master brother?"

Ling Yijian replied: "The Hengshan Demon Emperor has always regarded the master brother as his life and death enemy. After he trapped the master brother, he will definitely publicize this matter in Hengshan Realm! There must be someone from all the sects in Qiongyu Realm.

I went to the Hengshan Realm and got the news from the head brother from the monks in the Hengshan Realm..."

Whoosh!

The sword light flew, carrying the two of them flying out of the Xuantian Cave Gate.

As soon as Liu Yi came out of the cave gate, he heard someone shouting: "Fellow Taoist Ling Wanjian rushed into the Hengshan realm alone, angered the Hengshan Demon Emperor, and ended up trapped in the Nether Demon Prison. The Nether Demon Prison was full of demon fire, Ling

Wan Jian will definitely die! Hengshan

The Demon Emperor will definitely make a comeback and invade the Qiongyu Realm. By then, no one from each faction will be able to survive! I advise fellow Taoists of the Xuantian Sect to hand over the opportunity to become a god as soon as possible. Let us dedicate the opportunity to become a god to the Hengshan Demon.
Chapter completed!