"It's really an unpredictable trick. This futon looks simple, but it actually has a secret. After sitting on it, it can make people feel peaceful, without joy or sorrow. It is really a Taoist treasure." This futon has nothing to hide. After a while, Several other people will discover the mystery as soon as they sit on it. It is better to speak frankly and be upright. "Just after sitting for a while, the spirit of the fairy spirit transformed my body, cleansing the muscles and marrow, and I benefited endlessly. I just feel that my sense of spiritual energy is more sensitive, my meridians are more tenacious and generous, my cultivation in the foundation building period has been perfected, and I will go into seclusion and practice hard after I go back." Shen Nantian pondered for a while, organized his words and continued.
"A few of us just saw the writing on the light curtain flowing in a mysterious way. We don't know what it is?" Zhen Kele came over and asked with a shy face, like a curious baby.
"It's a skill." Shen Nantian replied briefly. Although everyone was curious, seeing that Shen Nantian was unwilling to discuss it in depth, they had no choice but to ask no questions.
"Who comes first next?"
Zhen Kele glanced at the remaining three people.
"How about I come first?" Nie Xingjian glanced at Wang Meng and Zhen Kele, and they nodded. Zhen Kele wanted to observe more about the situation of others, while Wang Meng's heart was beating wildly, just like when the light beam appeared just now. The strange sense of calling and intimacy almost made Wang Meng unable to restrain his impulse. What was going on? It was like the cordial call of a long-lost friend, like a reunion in the past and present life. Along the way, this weird feeling The feeling became stronger and stronger, making Wang Meng dare not act rashly.
Nie Xingjian sat cross-legged, and the beam of light arrived as expected, covering Nie Xingjian again. There was a flash of light and shadow above the light screen, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, with astonishing power. "Infinite Sword Formation!" Nie Xingjian almost jumped up. , this is the highest secret skill of the Shushan sect, which has been lost since the Conferring God War! The Wuji Sword Formation was originally the Shushan Zhenshan School, and only the leader can learn it. The initiator used the Yuan Shen as a guide to summon countless wind and thunder sword spirits to appear and attack. All the enemies around him may be combined into one, making a throw of heaven and earth, which is so powerful that it can shatter the void. Once activated, it is almost unbeatable.
Nie Xingjian now knows why Shen Nantian was so tight-lipped just now, unwilling to say more about the technique he obtained. He must have also obtained a technique that is enough to shake up the entire world of cultivation. Once word spreads, it will not only shock the entire world. China has entered the world of cultivating immortals, and by then I am afraid that all the cultivators and supernatural beings in the world will get wind of it. With Shen Nantian's introduction just now, Nie Xingjian calmed down a lot, suppressed his mind, and remained calm.
The golden light gradually became thinner, and the shadow of the sword in the light curtain also gradually faded, and finally turned into a golden sword mark between the eyebrows, making him look like a divine king, with a compelling demeanor.
"I'll come, I'll come!" Zhen Kele's chubby round face was full of smiles. He said hello to Wang Meng and sat down on him. In an instant, a black beam of light drooped down, and black clouds rolled inside, and each one looked ferocious. The figures of devils, either charming or pure, criss-crossed inside, spreading their ferocious power.
"This is..." Several people looked at each other and turned pale. Shen Nantian and Nie Xingjian, who had already come out, were even more shocked. Where did this fat man come from? Is he the reincarnation of a demon? Thinking of the legend in the door, they looked at Zhen Kele with full eyes. It's scrutiny.
Slowly, the black clouds converged and turned into a black lotus mark imprinted on Zhen Kele's eyebrows. He looked around like a demon lording over the world.
Zhen Kele stepped out, looked at the three people in a daze, and suddenly smiled, his whole body was immediately full of wretchedness, and he still looked arrogant just now.
"It's great, it's great! Brother Wang, it's your turn."
Wang Meng nodded and walked over. If he guessed correctly, this should be a kind of inheritance of cultivation. According to personal attributes or one's own cultivation skills, a skill is passed down. To be honest, Wang Meng was very curious.
, and I am also looking forward to what kind of inheritance I will accept.
Although he was inexplicably drawn into the Trials of the Three Kingdoms, he continued to cross the innate peak that ordinary people could not hope to successfully build, and became a monk who transcended the mortal world, but he had never received any systematic cultivation education.
, have not accepted the completed exercises, what will this magical and strange trial give you?
Wang Meng was very anxious and looking forward to it.
Sitting down cross-legged, with five hearts in the sky. There was a soothing breath coming from the futon sitting down, which was really wonderful. But... why was there no response? Several people opened their eyes in surprise. Could it be that the energy was exhausted or something was wrong?
Are you saying there are not enough opportunities?
Just when he was surprised, he suddenly felt something change in front of his eyes. The entire room seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist, and a trace of blood rain seemed to fall on his head.