When Xing Hai brought Lin Bai to his residence, he left directly.
Xiang Yun came out in surprise and said: "Junior Brother Dongfang, you are not dead! So, you killed your opponent in the reincarnation field?"
Lin Bai nodded slightly: "It's lucky that I won half the battle."
Xiang Yun said in great horror: "How is this possible! Isn't your opponent at the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm?"
Lin Bai said: "They are the demon clan of Dzogchen!"
Xiang Yun was stunned and looked at Lin Bai dumbfounded.
Lin Bai asked curiously: "What's wrong? Senior brother Xiang Yun?"
Xiang Yun smiled bitterly and said: "Junior Brother Dongfang, you don't know something. When I and other disciples of Tongtian Sword Sect just came to the reincarnation field, I saw many disciples who were under the Great Perfection of Yin Saint Realm, one by one from me.
I walked out in front of everyone, but no one came back!"
"And you are the first warrior I saw walking back!"
Xiang Yun said.
When Lin Bai heard this, he thought for a moment. The reincarnators in the reincarnation field are all those who have reached the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm. Any warrior who is under the Great Perfection of the Yin Saint Realm will face death!
No wonder that among the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect who came to the field of reincarnation, Xiang Yun is the only one who has survived.
Xiang Yun sat in Lin Bai's room and chatted with Lin Bai for a long time before going back.
Xiang Yun was also particularly happy. It must be nice to have a disciple from the same sect to chat with in this unfamiliar place.
After Xiang Yun left, Lin Bai sat down cross-legged, took out the jade bottle of Qiling Liquid from the storage bag, and said lightly: "Start improving your artistic conception."
"Although I won the battle with Molten Demon today by luck, it also made me realize that every battle in this reincarnation field seems to be so domineering!"
"The Molten Demon is just one of the weakest demon clans in this reincarnation field!"
"If I want to gain a foothold here, my current strength is not enough!"
"And after absorbing the power of Melting Demon's energy and blood, I realized that I still have a long way to go before I can break through to the seventh level of the Yin Saint realm in a short period of time!"
"The only way is to let the Aurora artistic conception break through to the later stage!"
"And Qiling Liquid is also the best cultivation resource in my hand now!"
Lin Bai thought about it secretly, took out the spiritual enlightenment liquid, and began to put it into his mouth drop by drop, painstakingly honing his artistic conception.
With Lin Bai's current level of cultivation, he is very unwilling to go to the reincarnation field for a duel.
After all, Lin Bai's cultivation is too weak. If he really encounters a difficult opponent, he may be in trouble.
Therefore, during this month, Lin Bai was practicing hard!
On this day, Lin Bai opened his eyes and looked out the window at the dawn, preparing to continue to comprehend the artistic conception of the aurora.
But at this moment, Lin Bai suddenly discovered that in the room he was in, there were dense traces on the four walls, which were intricately superimposed on each other.
When Lin Bai stepped into this room for the first time, he noticed these traces, but he didn't pay much attention to them.
These traces are of different sizes and are in a mess, as if they were left by someone venting their anger here and waving their spiritual power casually.
But now Lin Bai looked carefully, these traces seemed to be somewhat famous!
After Lin Bai finished watching the dawn moment, he focused his gaze on the wall and said lightly: "These marks on the wall seem to be sword marks..."
"Is it a sword mark?"
"But why are these sword marks of different sizes, and they are not shiny!"
"Could it be that the person who left these sword marks didn't use a sword... but something else?"
Lin Bai looked strange.
Lin Bai slowly approached the stone wall, looking intently at a sword mark. His mind inadvertently focused on the sword mark.
Buzz——
At this time, the sword mark seemed to come alive, falling off the wall and slashing in front of Lin Bai!
Lin Bai was very worried, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly used his body skills to retreat.
When Lin Bai retreated to the corner of the room, the sword intent dispersed, as if it had never appeared before!
"I am a sword cultivator. If there is sword intent on this, then I should have felt the sword intent on the sword marks on the stone wall the first day I stepped into this room!"
Lin Bai was frightened.
Lin Bai is a sword cultivator. He has a strong sense of sword marks and sword intent.
But nearly twenty days have passed since Lin Bai walked into this room. If Lin Bai hadn't accidentally paid more attention to these marks, I'm afraid Lin Bai wouldn't be able to find the marks on the sword now.
Sword intent!
"What a powerful sword!"
"The sword intent that just rushed out of the stone wall was filled with a suffocating power!"
"The sword intention carries an aura of anger, destruction, domineering, and bullying..."
Lin Bai shrank his eyes, stabilized his mind, sat cross-legged in the center of the room, and looked at the sword marks and sword intent on the stone wall again!
"There are a total of nine hundred sword marks here!"
Lin Bai sat down cross-legged and secretly counted the sword marks.
But when Lin Bai had just finished counting, another question arose in his mind and he said: "Since it is a sword mark, the speed and power of the sword should be such that the size of these sword marks should be the same!"
"Why are some sword marks still curved?"
Lin Bai was a little puzzled.
"No, this is not nine hundred sword marks!"
"These are 1,800 sword marks!"
Lin Bai's eyes shrank, and he was secretly shocked: "These 1,800 sword marks were all cut at the same position, so if an ordinary sword master reaches this level, he can only see 900 sword marks.
Dao sword mark!"
"But in fact, there are 1,800 sword marks here!"
"It's just because they are superimposed on each other, so few people can understand the mystery!"
"The sword cultivator who left these eighteen hundred sword marks must be above the level of swordsmanship and possess extremely advanced attainments!"
"This level of swordsmanship is simply frightening!"
Lin Bai said secretly.
Then, Lin Bai looked at these sword marks carefully. After a while, Lin Bai's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and he murmured to himself: "No, it's not one thousand eight hundred sword marks!"
"It's three thousand six hundred sword marks!"
"It's seven thousand two hundred sword marks!"
"It's 14,400 sword marks!"
"yes……"
"yes……"
"It's 110,000 sword marks!"
When Lin Bai looked at these sword marks seriously, his whole body became more and more horrified.
Lin Bai discovered that there were only 900 sword marks visible to the naked eye on the stone wall!
But in fact, this sword cultivator left as many as 110,000 sword marks, because many sword marks were superimposed on each other!
"It's amazing! These sword marks are superimposed together. No matter the sword technique trajectory or the depth of the sword marks, they are almost exactly the same. If it weren't for me, other sword masters who have reached this point would probably only be able to see that there are at most a thousand and six sword marks.
One hundred sword marks is already the limit!"
"And I saw that there are as many as 110,000 sword marks here!"
Lin Bai stared straight at the sword marks on the stone wall, his eyes gradually turned blood red, as if he was going crazy!
"kill!"
A man's angry voice came, filling Lin Bai's ears and shocking Lin Bai's mind!
"Who? Who is it?" Hearing this roar, Lin Bai's scalp went numb. He jumped up from the ground, took out the demon sword from the storage bag as if he was a formidable enemy, and looked around with eager eyes!