"Poof" a figure suddenly jumped out of the calm river. Ling Lin stepped on the river, with ripples under his feet, and walked towards the shore step by step. Water droplets rolled on his slender, strong body, shining with colorful light in the sun.
Lying quietly on the shore, Ling Lin has been frantically killing ferocious beasts in the past few days. This is a rare moment of peace for him. He rests his head on his hands, the sun shines on his face, and the fierceness between his eyebrows has gradually faded.
, Ling Lin at this time is like a sunny and handsome boy next door.
However, there was a trace of confusion that was hard to hide on his bright face. Where should he go next? Ling Lin asked himself. He had already reached the Xiantian realm, and it was time for him to leave the Lianyun Mountains. Although the Lianyun Mountains were good, they were
After all, there are many dangers. Maybe one day I will be unlucky enough to encounter a big demon in the Purple Mansion Realm, and I won’t be able to run away. Besides, being isolated from the world for a long time is not a good thing. But where should I go?
It has only been about a month since he came to this world. He will not go back to the Ling family, and even more so to the Qingyuan Sect, so where else can he go?
There is another thing that is imminent, what should I do with the skills of the Xiantian realm? I have already reached the Xiantian level, and suddenly I am embarrassed to find that I don’t have the skills to practice in the Xiantian realm. Without the skills, my strength will undoubtedly be discounted several times.
.This... Ling Lin felt a little dizzy for a moment.
Suddenly, Ling Lin felt some vibrations in the Qiankun Bag. It was the Purple Blood Sword. Ling Lin was a little excited. Could it be that Zi Lin had awakened? In the past few days, because he was about to break through the innate world, Ling Lin kept the Purple Blood Sword in it.
Inside the Qiankun Bag, I didn't expect that there would be movement today.
"Brother." A familiar voice sounded, and Ling Lin was excited and responded, "Zilin." Because of him, Zi Lin consumed too much soul power and fell into a coma. Ling Lin has always blamed himself. He knows that excessive soul power can cause
How dangerous it is to consume it, it will really make your soul fly away, and Zi Lin is only a newborn sword spirit, so he is even more fragile. "Brother will not let you be in such danger again!" Ling Lin secretly made up his mind.
"Brother, when I woke up, Zi Lin's soul power increased a lot." Zi Lin smiled happily, like a child showing off to his parents, "And there are more things here." Zi Lin said with
Pointed his finger.
"There's something extra? What thing?" Ling Lin asked in surprise.
"There are a lot of messy things, which seem to be the memories of the previous owner of the Purple Blood Sword. Well, it should be the memories of the original sword spirit after it dissipated, and now they are in my head." Ling Lin pointed at his head.
, his little face was wrinkled, as if he was still struggling with why some memories suddenly appeared in his mind.
What does it mean to provide help in times of need? What does it mean to provide timely help? What is needed is what comes. It turned out to be the memory of that ancient sword spirit. How could there not be a few exercises in the memory of an old monster like that who has lived for who knows how many years? Maybe
It was still earth-shattering. Ling Lin was so happy that he almost jumped up. If the Zi Lin in front of him was not a soul body, Ling Lin would have hugged it and kissed the little guy hard on the face. Can't blame him.
The reason why he lost his composure was because there was no way out and the impact of another village was too strong.
He only hoped that the exercises were suitable for cultivation in the innate realm. After getting excited, Ling Lin calmed down. He was not afraid that the exercises were too bad. Instead, he was afraid that these exercises were too awesome and could not be practiced in the innate realm. That way.
If so, he would really collapse. Seeing the treasure house right in front of him, knowing that there are many peerless treasures inside, but he couldn't get in. Is there anything more miserable than this? I hope I won't be so miserable.
.Ling Lin prayed secretly.
"What memories are there?" Ling Lin asked nervously.
"There are a lot of miscellaneous things, I need to sort them out." Zi Lin said distressedly, and after a while, he slowly said: "Most of the memories in my memory are the experiences of the owner of the Purple Blood Sword wandering around, and there are also
Some short battle scenes. In addition, there are some introductions about various ferocious beasts."
"Is there anything else?" Ling Lin asked eagerly.
"Yes." Zi Lin seemed to feel Ling Lin's urgency and said quickly, "There are some pills, elixirs and memories of the techniques!"
"What kind of skill is it? Is there anyone who can practice it in the innate realm?" Ling Lin asked a series of questions, showing the unease in his heart. At this time, he was only focused on that skill.
Zi Lin closed his eyes, obviously sorting out the memories about the exercises. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said: "There are four sets of exercises in total. Three sets are complete, and one set is somewhat incomplete in the later stage. "True Dragon Nine Heavens"
"Jue" is divided into nine heavens. It is a heaven-defying magic technique that gradually moves the mortal body closer to the powerful real dragon. In the end, it can even transform into a real dragon. It can reach the sky and break through the underworld. However,
The most basic requirement of this set of exercises is that the practitioner must reach the Cave Void Realm."
"Dongxu Realm." Ling Lin repeated, with a look of helplessness. As expected, he guessed it right. This must be an extremely powerful technique that can enter the ancient sword spirit's eyes. However, which powerful technique does not have many requirements?
, at this time, he did not expect the technique to be powerful, he only hoped to have one that was suitable for his own practice.
"What else?" Ling Lin said.
""The Code of Chaos" absorbs the essence of all things, turns it into one's own body, and merges into one body to achieve chaos." "What are its training requirements?" Ling Lin couldn't wait to interrupt Zi Lin's introduction. He was not choosing a method at all now.
, it’s simply the skill that chooses him. No matter how powerful he is, if he can’t practice it, what’s the use!
"Dongxu Realm." Zi Lin said.
"It's still the Cave Void Realm." Ling Lin wailed in his heart, pinning his hopes on the other two.
"The evolution of heaven."
"Require?"
"The yin and yang period."
"Is there really no magic technique that can be practiced in the Xiantian realm?" Ling Lin felt that he was about to collapse. It was so painful that there was a powerful technique in front of him, but he couldn't practice it.
"Brother." Zi Lin called out softly and said, "Actually, there is another technique that can be practiced in the innate realm."
"The one that's incomplete?" Ling Lin was overjoyed and reacted instantly. It doesn't matter if it's incomplete, it's better than not practicing at all. "How incomplete is it?" Ling Lin asked, if it was extremely incomplete, he would
He is probably going to cry. In this case, he can only wait until his cultivation reaches the Dongxu Realm before he can practice the several skills that are now in front of him but cannot be practiced. But it will be much harder when he breaks through to the Dongxu Realm.
For a long time, Ling Lin didn't know.
"As long as it's not too incomplete, you can practice it." Ling Lin gritted his teeth and said secretly. When he reaches a higher level, his future skills can be completely re-created on the basis of the previous ones. Because what others create is definitely not the most suitable for him.
Yes, if you want to be strong, you can only find your own way. Therefore, almost every powerful monk will create his own skills in the later stages. But he also has to wait until he can cultivate to a certain level. You say a Zifu state
If a monk clamored to create a Kung Fu, he would definitely be laughed to death. In the Purple Mansion Realm, there is still a long way to go before being able to create a Kung Fu. Anyone who can create a Kung Fu is a powerful person.
Just when Ling Lin was thinking wildly, Zi Lin's voice sounded: "You can only cultivate to the Yin and Yang realm, and there will be no more."
For the current Ling Lin, the Yin-Yang Realm only exists in legends, and he is not even qualified to look up to it. There may not be a single Yin-Yang Realm monk in the entire Great Li Kingdom.
"Yin-Yang realm? That's enough!" Ling Lin said firmly, "What kind of technique is it?"
"It's called "The Killing Immortal Art"." Zi Lin said slowly.
""The Immortal Art of Killing"." Ling Lin recited silently in his heart, and instantly felt an aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood coming towards him.