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The lights in the stone house were flickering. Xie Ling couldn't fall asleep for a long time after listening to Zhang Meng's story. It turned out that it was so difficult to practice to the foundation-building stage. He couldn't help but admire his grandfather and uncle more and more. When could he become a person like them? Suddenly he remembered

I picked up the 'Blue Falling Sword' by the stream and took it out of my right leg leggings out of curiosity.

The small sword was only an inch long, crystal clear, with emerald green drops, and shone with green brilliance in the dim light. Xie Ling played with it for a moment, and was about to put it back into his right leggings when his eyes suddenly stopped on the opposite side.

On the stone wall, under the light emitted by the 'Blue Falling Sword', countless criss-crossing thin red lines appeared on the opposite wall, becoming increasingly brighter and brighter.

Xie Ling walked to the stone wall holding the sword and looked carefully. Yes, the former owner of the stone house used some method to leave extremely thin red lines on the wall under the green light. These lines

At first glance, it looks messy, but it is actually a huge maze map. And on one side of the wall, there is a line of small words written in red thin lines.

'Haha, someone finally discovered it. These red lines are painted with the blood of spirit bats. They will only appear in green light, but they will only exist for an hour after they appear. How about it? You should see that they outline a picture.

Maze! If you want to play, you have to speed up!' I also drew a smiley face next to the words, which makes these words more vivid!

Xie Ling looked at the maze map on the wall. Nothing happened, so he tried to follow the entrance, but no matter how he went around, he couldn't get out from the other exit. His constant attempts aroused his competitive spirit.

Just like what the person said, as time went by, the originally bright and thin lines gradually dimmed. Xie Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead and closed his eyes. He had always entered through the entrance before, and then hurriedly

Moving closer to the exit, he tried every route, but always saw himself stuck in a dead end when he reached the exit. No, it seemed that his thinking was wrong. He focused on the entrance.

After about a cup of tea, I suddenly opened my eyes and traced the passage already outlined with a faint red line with my finger.

His fingers repeatedly circled the entrance and then gradually moved towards the middle and exit. Suddenly he stopped the sliding finger and moved it back a finger's distance. He blinked.

, he pressed it slightly with his fingers, and with a bang, a piece of bluestone next to him popped out.

Xie Ling looked curiously and saw that the bluestone was hollow inside, and there was an old booklet inside. After taking it out, he pressed the bluestone back in, sat on the chair and opened it curiously.

'Life is actually like walking into a maze. If you only focus on the way out, you may not be able to find the way out in your life.'

"Life requires more accumulation. Only when it accumulates to a certain level can it become more and more prosperous."

'These are two sentences my father taught me. Unfortunately, I failed to understand the true meaning in the initial stage, so I wasted a lot of precious time and energy. As a reward for you to get out of the maze, this early diary

I'll leave it to you!'

Below it is written, "This was written after Yi Tianxing returned to his clan's old place before going to sea."

Here are a few paragraphs from the first page.

"Yi Tianxing! It seems that he is a senior of our sect." Xie Ling murmured to himself and continued to read————

At the beginning, Yi Tianxing also experienced the depression and hesitation of entering the Weapon Refining Academy for the first time. Coincidentally, he was also assigned to the 'Smelting Room'. The first time he chose the 'Herculean Technique', then he became like Zhang Meng.

The process mentioned above is the same. First, by taking charge of the gravel field, accumulating enough contribution points to complete the first three levels of the 'Fire Refining Technique', and then entering the 'Fire Refining Room' after obtaining the qualification of an intermediate weapon disciple.

At this time, he had reached the stage of choosing the direction of future training as mentioned by Zhang Meng. Up to this point, Yi Tianxing still chose the path that most intermediate weapon disciples take after entering the fire refining room. He chose the 'Wind Spirit Art' as the basic technique.

And he has been cultivating it to the level of foundation building.

It can be said that it is not easy to reach this step with his low-grade immortal roots. However, he found that after entering the foundation building stage, his original rapid progress came to an abrupt end. The reason was because of his poor immortal roots.

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He fell into confusion for a while. After countless attempts to break through the bottleneck to no avail, he began to focus on other spiritual cultivation methods.

He practiced various exercises tirelessly until he accidentally obtained a skill called 'Nian Shen Shu'. This is a difficult and profound skill that is used to train people's spiritual consciousness and mental power.

It is mysterious and very difficult to practice. But once you achieve a small success, it will not only affect the progress of your own basic skills, but also improve other auxiliary skills with twice the result with half the effort.

Less than a year after obtaining the 'Nian Shen Technique', Yi Tianxing broke through the bottleneck that had been blocking him in the early stage of foundation building and entered the middle stage of foundation building. Correspondingly, his other spiritual cultivation techniques also made great progress.

In terms of weapon refining, he is already comparable to the dean of the 'Weapon Refining Academy' at that time!

For this reason, he lamented in his diary: "If he had started practicing the 'Nian Shen Jue' at the early stage of entering the 'Item Refining Institute', it would have definitely allowed him to reach his current achievements earlier."

Can the problem of poor immortal roots be solved? Xie Ling was deeply shocked by the words inside, and suddenly remembered what Zhang Meng said that day: "At least so far, I have heard of many top sword cultivators, but they can be called 'refining'."

But the only person who can be called 'Master Qi' is Master Yi from our sect hundreds of years ago."

Master Yi, Yi Tianxing, could it be that——Xie Ling’s eyes shined with light!

Noon arrived quickly the next day, and Xie Ling had an hour's rest. He casually took two mouthfuls of rice, and then went to the place agreed with Zhang Meng yesterday.

"Zhang Meng, you've been waiting for a long time!" Xie Ling said apologetically when he saw Zhang Meng was already there.

"I have never waited for others, let's go!" Zhang Meng said angrily. His face and body were very clean, with a faint fragrance. Apparently he went back to clean up before.

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Xie Ling told him some jokes along the way, but Zhang Meng ignored him, so Xie Ling had to show off his special skills.

"It is said that a snake, an ant, a spider, and a centipede were playing horse hanging at home. After eight rounds, everyone was hungry. We discussed who should go to buy food. The snake said: I have no feet, I won't go, let the ant go.

The ant said: The spider has eight legs, which are more than mine. Let the spider go. The spider said: No matter how many legs I have, I can't compare to the centipede. Let the centipede go. The centipede was helpless and thought: There is no way, who will let me have more legs?

What? So the centipede went out to buy food... Half an hour passed and the centipede didn't come back. An hour later, the centipede didn't come back buying food. So everyone asked the spider to go out and have a look. What do you think the spider saw?"

"What did you see?" Zhang Meng couldn't help but ask.

"As soon as the spider went out, he saw the centipede sitting at the door. The spider was very angry and asked: Why don't you go? Everyone is waiting. The centipede was also anxious and said: Nonsense! You have to wait for me to put on my shoes!" Xie Ling said.

With a puff, Zhang Meng couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing. Suddenly he felt that something was wrong, so he covered his mouth and turned around and said: "It's nonsense, how can there be such a thing!" The atmosphere changed for a moment.

, not as nervous as before.

"By the way, Zhang Meng, what is the full name of Master Yi, the sect's weapon refiner you mentioned yesterday?" Xie Ling asked.

"Yi Tianxing, it is said that he once single-handedly defeated a sword cultivator and a magic cultivator of the same level. He is a legendary figure! Why do you ask him if you have nothing to do?" Zhang Meng was confused.

looked at him and said.

"I'm just curious." Xie Ling was inexplicably excited, but his expression remained unchanged.

"You're weird, I don't want to pay attention to you!" Zhang Meng rolled his eyes at him and turned away.
Chapter completed!