Chapter 19
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The young Haotian, who was imitated by the sword spirit of wanjian cave, had no consciousness and only had the instinct to fight. When he saw that he couldn't hit the target, he kicked the underground stones to pieces with a wind chasing foot. He rushed to Lin Zhizhi by gravity. His huge fist locked Lin Zhizhi's position, and Jinyu body breaking fist hit him again.
Lin Zhizhi's black eyes twinkled. He once again took up the Lin family's decision to control the wind. He quickly dodged away. At the same time, he spread his divine consciousness to observe the Jinyu body smashing fist. After repeating this process for many times, he finally found out the abnormality of the body smashing fist: the Jinyu body smashing fist hit the ground first every time, and after cracking at the top, it would also produce a second vibration, which would shake the soil under the ground Also overturn up, can imagine if hit on the person's body, the viscera will also be shock bleeding!
Tao begets one, two, and two begets three.
After observing this, Lin Zhizhi put his sword into the heaven and earth ring, tore a long cloth from his sleeve, poured in aura, and took the initiative to meet Haotian from behind. When the opponent turns his head and blows a heavy fist, he uses the cloth to meet the Jinyu body smashing fist, which kills the serial vibration in the cradle. At the same time, with a flash of light in his left hand, the sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the first move of a basic sword formula hit Haotian away.
"Haotianbai, No.2, Su Ling, age 18, realm: 11th floor in gas refining period."
At the moment when Haotian was defeated, the sword spirit spoke out on time. A white light covered Haotian. Then a beautiful woman appeared, wearing a Xiangyun long skirt, with water-green washing gauze on her shoulders and a smile on her cheeks.
Su Ling - this woman's great name has been heard by Lin Zhizhi.
A hundred years ago, Su Ling, the enchantress of the Hehuan sect, was born to flatter her body. She got twice the result with half the effort and gained a great reputation all the way. When Lin Zhizhi was born, she was the peerless enchantress and the elder of the Hehuan sect.
When Lin Fu mentioned Su Ling's elegance to his son, he seemed to have some regrets.
I didn't expect that she had come to wanjian cave.
Su Ling's facial features simulated by the sword spirit could see the unique shadow in the future. With a smile, she took a step forward slowly.
Her movements are graceful, like the prelude to a dance.
Can be this step, let the opposite Lin Zhizhi only feel a heart shock, just like stepping on their own gate of life!
The lotus steps and seven steps is Su Ling's original skill.
After Su Ling became a God, she claimed that she could kill immortals in the seventh step!
At this time, Su Ling took two or three steps in a row, which made Lin Zhizhi feel a pain in her heart and blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
The boy wiped away the bloodstain and knew that Su Ling must not finish the seven steps. He changed his hand to hold the sword, picked up the controlling wind, and chopped the daughter of Tianjiao at a very fast speed, but just half a meter away from the other side, he suddenly fell into the dark and entered the field of Su Ling.
Lin Zhizhi's nose is filled with a wisp of light fragrance, and her ears are filled with women's charming laughter. This fragrance is very strange, just like Su Ling's body fragrance, mixed with the temptation of natural flattery, which makes the young man feel a little bit confused.
Just when Lin Zhizhi was influenced by the flattering body, the enchanting body mark of the petal in his Dantian field trembled slightly. The tiny flower unfolded its petals unobtrusively - the change was so insignificant that even Lin Zhizhi himself didn't find it, and he still followed Xuanhua's advice: stick to the heart of Tao.
Su Ling's fourth step.
Lin Zhizhi's whole body was shocked by the meridians, and his spiritual power nearly went against the current, causing great disaster. The young man bites the tip of his tongue and wakes himself up with the help of pain. He simply closes his eyes and searches for Su Ling's possible location in the dark -
this time, the second basic sword formula crosses the girl's shoulder.
Su Ling's slender figure disappeared, followed by a Yin measurement of the repair.
……
Lin Zhizhi could not count the number of challengers he had experienced, just as he was unable to calculate the weight of his injuries. There were two wounds that almost pierced the abdomen and countless abrasions in the wounds visible to the naked eye. At this time, he was struggling to support his body with his sword. At the same time, there were several high-quality spirit stones in front of him, and he was rapidly recovering his spirit.
It was such an embarrassing scene, but the black haired boy was half supporting his body, and his eyes didn't feel tired at all. Instead, they were full of brilliant light, which made his whole life colorful and alive.
It's tempting.
The sword spirit didn't know why he was in the air. His gray eyes stared at the boy below for a moment. The shapeless sword spirit gradually descended, and finally stood in front of the young man and looked at him face to face - the unilateral one. When the sword spirit was hiding his body, Lin Zhizhi could not see it at all.
After a pause, the sword hesitated, and finally still obeyed his heart, slowly and gently kissing the boy's eyes.
That pair of black eyes that seem to hold the whole starry sky.
Then he flew shyly back into the air.
Lin Zhizhi didn't know the existence of the sword spirit. He was very excited, and he was very excited at the moment.
The images just now are all famous and powerful.
I don't know how many people dream of playing these characters at the same level.All saints and sages have been lonely since ancient times.
In normal times, how many Tianling roots are there in a hundred years? How many talents can really be called "the posture of becoming an immortal"? When you surpass the common peers, it's just like watching the younger generation.
Therefore, Lin Zhizhi cherishes this opportunity very much. It is of great benefit for him to learn from these people and observe their Taoism closely in the future.
The sword spirit floats and sinks in the sky, patiently waiting for Lin Zhizhi to finish absorbing the aura of the spirit stone in front of him. This time, Lin Zhizhi had some doubts: is it going to come to * * OSS after half-time? Is the interval a little long this time?
Jianling didn't speak until Linghua became the dust. "According to the rules left by the master, you have excellent qualifications, good appearance, solid foundation and firm character. You have defeated 20 challengers and are qualified to enter the final selection. The 21st challenger, Xuanhua, whose age is unknown, is in the period of transformation. "
Lin Zhizhi
Master really played a big game What else is this! He's hanging up! In the period of transforming spirit and refining Qi, the master is ruthless, shameless and unreasonable!
The appearance of Xuanhua is exactly the same as that of the master outside, but it is more spiritual than the previous images. This spirituality is embodied in that he didn't attack Lin Zhizhi as soon as he saw him. Instead, he held out a hand to him and said, "when I entered the wanjian cave that day, I left this wisp of divine thoughts at the request of wanjian old man to select the successor for the Shenjian."
"Don't beat me, just let me recognize your strength."
Lin Zhizhi took a deep breath and forced himself to make Xuanhua a passer-by in front of him. He stood up from a half sitting posture with shaking eyes. He turned his sword in his hand for a round, and then stabbed Xuanhua with his sword.
Xuanhua's face was expressionless. He stood in the same place and let Lin Zhizhi attack him. He only grasped his right hand when he was close to him. He gently grasped the little apprentice's wrist, and gently but irresistibly embraced Lin Zhizhi, who was scarred.
With a flash of white light, Lin Zhizhi felt warm all over, and the wound improved in an instant.
In fact, what Lin knew was only the consciousness drawn by the sword spirit. When he returned to wanjian grottoes, all the injuries no longer existed.
Xuanhua knew this, but he couldn't watch his little apprentice wandering in front of him with even a little scar.
Lin Zhizhi, who was held by Xuanhua in his arms, was puzzled: "master?"
Xuanhua lowered his head and asked with his eyes
"Not for your approval?" Lin Zhi's heart read the magic sword and asked.
"Well," he replied naturally, "you are my apprentice. You have been recognized by me for a long time."
“……”
Master, this is hongguoguo's cheating! It's a pity for old man Wan Jian. If he knew, he would cry!
Ignoring the little apprentice's eye attack, Xuanhua released Lin Zhizhi: "you've done a great job."
Lin Zhizhi, who was praised by his master, bowed his head and learned a lot from his previous lack of confidence: "I think so, too."
Xuanhua: "yes."
Master daozun was choked for a moment. He stretched out his cold finger and flicked Lin Zhizhi's cheek. Then he took back his hand as if nothing had happened: "go and lead the sword."
Lin Zhizhi nodded.
After saying two words of approval to the sword spirit, Xuanhua's figure gradually faded away and disappeared in the competition field. Instead, the sword spirit, a gray shadow, fell from a high place and stood up straight in front of Lin Zhizhi. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the mechanical sound: "you have passed all the trials. I'll take you to the sword Pavilion."
The sword spirit is not human. To use a popular metaphor to dye it black is the shadow under everyone's feet. This gray shadow divided an arm, and when it was close to him, it split in two and caught Lin Zhizhi's wrist.
Lin Zhizhi's face felt the touch of the sword spirit strangely. It was soft and smooth.
The spirit of the sword is ready to take Lin Zhizhi into the small world opened up by old man Wan Jian.
But when the sword spirit just moved, Lin Zhizhi suddenly felt the shaking of the sky, as if there was a force of gravity to suck him away. In this violent shaking, the sword spirit could not catch him any more, so he had to watch the spirit of the boy be sucked away!
I don't know when, a space crack appeared in this small world. But Lin Zhizhi didn't know why he was involved in the vigorous wind in the space crack, and he didn't know where to go.
Regardless of the danger of life, the sword spirit wanted to enter the space crack several times. But this crack is like a satisfied beast. No matter how the sword spirit jumps, it can't jump in. It can only lie outside and stare at it.
Lin knows that it's only in the period of refining Qi. If it wasn't for old man Wan Jian, the martial arts arena was made of meta magnet, and even the spirit could not be out of the body. How fierce the vigorous wind is, the great monk's Yuan Ying can't be exposed to it, let alone a small period of refining Qi.
But after being inhaled into the space crack, Lin Zhizhi's consciousness is clear. He sat in a transparent cover, which protected his spirit and kept the vigorous wind from entering.The weak voice of the system sounded in the teenager's ear: "are you ok?"
Lin Zhizhi shook his head and sat up: "OK What's going on? "
"The sword spirit may not have taken anyone to the sword Pavilion, but he forgot to let you return to your body and enter the small world. There is a space crack in that small world, which is especially dangerous for the spirit. "
Lin Zhizhi was afraid. He stood up in the cover, pushed the shield with his hand, and asked, "are we still in the space crack?"
The barbell like sound of the system sounds as pleasant as Xianyue: "I was born to collect good feelings, and there is no physical ability. Fortunately, I came across the boundary at the beginning and contained the space magic power to protect you - I will send you back to your original place later, but it will exhaust my ability and I will fall into a deep sleep. "
Lin Zhizhi was concerned about the system and said, "will you wake up?"
The system deliberately put out a plaintive tone: "if you collect more favorable feelings, I will wake up. Remember, to be handsome, capable and deeply loved, once the popularity of such people reaches the extreme, the more energy I get. "
“…… Then you'd better not wake up. " Lin Zhi's secluded way.
The system still refused to give up: "your constitution is very advantageous! You're so outrageous - Oh, there's not enough energy. These days, I've only collected a high degree of favor. There's not enough energy. I'll send you back as soon as possible. "
As soon as the voice of the system came down, the transparent shield trembled. Lin Zhizhi was dazed before his eyes. When he got used to the dizziness, he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the body of wanjian grottoes.
-- the sword spirit didn't know what to do before he was buried in his chest. When he saw him sitting up, his whole body was stiff.
The young man frowned and plucked the gray sword spirit away from his chest. He tried to call the system a few words in his heart. He only heard the system leave a sentence intermittently: "there are still two good feelings that are about to reach the extreme. Come on, host. It's up to you whether I can wake up..."
This sentence completely diluted Lin Zhizhi's worry and gratitude for it.
Lin Zhizhi What are the two extremes of liking?! You're not confused, are you? "
He wanted to wake up the system which was forced to faint after installation, and let it explain the meaning of this sentence. After working hard for a long time to wake up the system, Lin Zhizhi had to give up and comfort himself: Well, the extreme is not necessarily Su Yu's, but also the extreme of master and apprentice's love, friendship and family.
In a systematic way, it may mean that my father thinks of himself at home and gets a good impression again. Hehe, it must be like this.
Lin Zhizhi secretly praised his imagination. He looked up and saw only a gray shadow staring at him. The sword spirit was the culprit that caused the system to fall asleep, and he almost led the dog. "How do you do things?" he said
Sword spirit: stare.
Before, Lin Zhizhi followed the rules of wanjian cave and wanted to accept the spirit of Shenjian and let it follow him willingly. But now the sword spirit didn't do things properly, which made him angry. He said in a cold voice: "you made my weapon spirit fall into a deep sleep, so during this period of time You will be my spirit
Even if the sword spirit refused to agree, he would use violence to force it to replace the system.
The sword spirit opened his big mouth and made a surprised expression. Hearing the speech, he quickly floated to the young man with black hair and said, "it's my honor, master."
The rapidity of the change and the dogleg of the content made Lin know that there was no place for him to vent his anger, and he even had a vague sense of his own loss.
The sword spirit shakes his big head and says to Lin Zhi, "master, my body is on the top of the sword Pavilion. Do you want to get it now?"
Lin Zhizhi was not sure what attitude he would take towards the sword spirit. He had let the sword spirit follow him in the way of punishment. He thought that the spirit of this artifact was always proud. But who knows this sword spirit seems to plan to pass to wait for him to open this appearance, but teach him to stretch out a hand not to hit smiling face spirit, finally only not cold not hot ground nod.
The sword spirit gets Lin Zhizhi's signal and leads him in front of him. Then he conjures up a long finger to lead Lin Zhizhi into the sword Pavilion.
The sword Pavilion is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. There is no need for people to come to the middle and lower levels of the spirit sword. When someone reaches the qualification, the spirit of the sword will pull it off and give it to that person. Only the upper level sword needs to be tested in person.
When Lin Zhizhi stepped into the upper layer of the sword Pavilion, a layer of border illuminated his body and disappeared after touching the sword spirit.
In the whole open Pavilion stands a huge square tripod. The tripod is engraved with the scene of the sun and the moon crisscrossing. Every day, when the sun, the moon and the stars shine on the top of the attic, the spirit will return to the sword inserted in the tripod.
The blade is like autumn frost, surrounded by light blue thunder light, which is Yin on the right side and Yang on the back. The pattern on the hilt runs like stars. It's the magic sword drawn from thunder robbery. Old man Wan Jian named it "Wen Xian".
The sword spirit took the initiative to pass by. After entering the immortal sword, the body of the sword trembled and passed a blue light in the air and stopped in front of Lin Zhi.
This is a magic sword that gave birth to the spirit of the sword. Old man Wan Jian, a monk in the spirit transforming period, indulged in sword skills all his life, and then made this magic sword by coincidence. It's not so much made by old man Wan Jian as bred by thunder robbery.Now the sword is within Lin Zhizhi's reach. Fearing that his master would not want him, the spirit of the sword beckons his new master to grasp the handle of the sword.
Lin Zhizhi reached out and held the sword. The spirit of the sword cheered and the thunder flashed. The whole sword was like the most beautiful masterpiece of nature - but it was no more beautiful than its owner.
In the dim light of the pavilion, the skin of the young man with black hair is better than snow, his eyes are as clear as stars, and his nose is high. He took the sword in front of him and looked at it carefully. The cold light on the back of the sword flashed and reflected his side face, which was soul stirring.
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The young Haotian, who was imitated by the sword spirit of wanjian cave, had no consciousness and only had the instinct to fight. When he saw that he couldn't hit the target, he kicked the underground stones to pieces with a wind chasing foot. He rushed to Lin Zhizhi by gravity. His huge fist locked Lin Zhizhi's position, and Jinyu body breaking fist hit him again.
Lin Zhizhi's black eyes twinkled. He once again took up the Lin family's decision to control the wind. He quickly dodged away. At the same time, he spread his divine consciousness to observe the Jinyu body smashing fist. After repeating this process for many times, he finally found out the abnormality of the body smashing fist: the Jinyu body smashing fist hit the ground first every time, and after cracking at the top, it would also produce a second vibration, which would shake the soil under the ground Also overturn up, can imagine if hit on the person's body, the viscera will also be shock bleeding!
Tao begets one, two, and two begets three.
After observing this, Lin Zhizhi put his sword into the heaven and earth ring, tore a long cloth from his sleeve, poured in aura, and took the initiative to meet Haotian from behind. When the opponent turns his head and blows a heavy fist, he uses the cloth to meet the Jinyu body smashing fist, which kills the serial vibration in the cradle. At the same time, with a flash of light in his left hand, the sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the first move of a basic sword formula hit Haotian away.
"Haotianbai, No.2, Su Ling, age 18, realm: 11th floor in gas refining period."
At the moment when Haotian was defeated, the sword spirit spoke out on time. A white light covered Haotian. Then a beautiful woman appeared, wearing a Xiangyun long skirt, with water-green washing gauze on her shoulders and a smile on her cheeks.
Su Ling - this woman's great name has been heard by Lin Zhizhi.
A hundred years ago, Su Ling, the enchantress of the Hehuan sect, was born to flatter her body. She got twice the result with half the effort and gained a great reputation all the way. When Lin Zhizhi was born, she was the peerless enchantress and the elder of the Hehuan sect.
When Lin Fu mentioned Su Ling's elegance to his son, he seemed to have some regrets.
I didn't expect that she had come to wanjian cave.
Su Ling's facial features simulated by the sword spirit could see the unique shadow in the future. With a smile, she took a step forward slowly.
Her movements are graceful, like the prelude to a dance.
Can be this step, let the opposite Lin Zhizhi only feel a heart shock, just like stepping on their own gate of life!
The lotus steps and seven steps is Su Ling's original skill.
After Su Ling became a God, she claimed that she could kill immortals in the seventh step!
At this time, Su Ling took two or three steps in a row, which made Lin Zhizhi feel a pain in her heart and blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
The boy wiped away the bloodstain and knew that Su Ling must not finish the seven steps. He changed his hand to hold the sword, picked up the controlling wind, and chopped the daughter of Tianjiao at a very fast speed, but just half a meter away from the other side, he suddenly fell into the dark and entered the field of Su Ling.
Lin Zhizhi's nose is filled with a wisp of light fragrance, and her ears are filled with women's charming laughter. This fragrance is very strange, just like Su Ling's body fragrance, mixed with the temptation of natural flattery, which makes the young man feel a little bit confused.
Just when Lin Zhizhi was influenced by the flattering body, the enchanting body mark of the petal in his Dantian field trembled slightly. The tiny flower unfolded its petals unobtrusively - the change was so insignificant that even Lin Zhizhi himself didn't find it, and he still followed Xuanhua's advice: stick to the heart of Tao.
Su Ling's fourth step.
Lin Zhizhi's whole body was shocked by the meridians, and his spiritual power nearly went against the current, causing great disaster. The young man bites the tip of his tongue and wakes himself up with the help of pain. He simply closes his eyes and searches for Su Ling's possible location in the dark -
this time, the second basic sword formula crosses the girl's shoulder.
Su Ling's slender figure disappeared, followed by a Yin measurement of the repair.
……
Lin Zhizhi could not count the number of challengers he had experienced, just as he was unable to calculate the weight of his injuries. There were two wounds that almost pierced the abdomen and countless abrasions in the wounds visible to the naked eye. At this time, he was struggling to support his body with his sword. At the same time, there were several high-quality spirit stones in front of him, and he was rapidly recovering his spirit.
It was such an embarrassing scene, but the black haired boy was half supporting his body, and his eyes didn't feel tired at all. Instead, they were full of brilliant light, which made his whole life colorful and alive.
It's tempting.
The sword spirit didn't know why he was in the air. His gray eyes stared at the boy below for a moment. The shapeless sword spirit gradually descended, and finally stood in front of the young man and looked at him face to face - the unilateral one. When the sword spirit was hiding his body, Lin Zhizhi could not see it at all.
After a pause, the sword hesitated, and finally still obeyed his heart, slowly and gently kissing the boy's eyes.
That pair of black eyes that seem to hold the whole starry sky.
Then he flew shyly back into the air.
Lin Zhizhi didn't know the existence of the sword spirit. He was very excited, and he was very excited at the moment.
The images just now are all famous and powerful.
I don't know how many people dream of playing these characters at the same level.All saints and sages have been lonely since ancient times.
In normal times, how many Tianling roots are there in a hundred years? How many talents can really be called "the posture of becoming an immortal"? When you surpass the common peers, it's just like watching the younger generation.
Therefore, Lin Zhizhi cherishes this opportunity very much. It is of great benefit for him to learn from these people and observe their Taoism closely in the future.
The sword spirit floats and sinks in the sky, patiently waiting for Lin Zhizhi to finish absorbing the aura of the spirit stone in front of him. This time, Lin Zhizhi had some doubts: is it going to come to * * OSS after half-time? Is the interval a little long this time?
Jianling didn't speak until Linghua became the dust. "According to the rules left by the master, you have excellent qualifications, good appearance, solid foundation and firm character. You have defeated 20 challengers and are qualified to enter the final selection. The 21st challenger, Xuanhua, whose age is unknown, is in the period of transformation. "
Lin Zhizhi
Master really played a big game What else is this! He's hanging up! In the period of transforming spirit and refining Qi, the master is ruthless, shameless and unreasonable!
The appearance of Xuanhua is exactly the same as that of the master outside, but it is more spiritual than the previous images. This spirituality is embodied in that he didn't attack Lin Zhizhi as soon as he saw him. Instead, he held out a hand to him and said, "when I entered the wanjian cave that day, I left this wisp of divine thoughts at the request of wanjian old man to select the successor for the Shenjian."
"Don't beat me, just let me recognize your strength."
Lin Zhizhi took a deep breath and forced himself to make Xuanhua a passer-by in front of him. He stood up from a half sitting posture with shaking eyes. He turned his sword in his hand for a round, and then stabbed Xuanhua with his sword.
Xuanhua's face was expressionless. He stood in the same place and let Lin Zhizhi attack him. He only grasped his right hand when he was close to him. He gently grasped the little apprentice's wrist, and gently but irresistibly embraced Lin Zhizhi, who was scarred.
With a flash of white light, Lin Zhizhi felt warm all over, and the wound improved in an instant.
In fact, what Lin knew was only the consciousness drawn by the sword spirit. When he returned to wanjian grottoes, all the injuries no longer existed.
Xuanhua knew this, but he couldn't watch his little apprentice wandering in front of him with even a little scar.
Lin Zhizhi, who was held by Xuanhua in his arms, was puzzled: "master?"
Xuanhua lowered his head and asked with his eyes
"Not for your approval?" Lin Zhi's heart read the magic sword and asked.
"Well," he replied naturally, "you are my apprentice. You have been recognized by me for a long time."
“……”
Master, this is hongguoguo's cheating! It's a pity for old man Wan Jian. If he knew, he would cry!
Ignoring the little apprentice's eye attack, Xuanhua released Lin Zhizhi: "you've done a great job."
Lin Zhizhi, who was praised by his master, bowed his head and learned a lot from his previous lack of confidence: "I think so, too."
Xuanhua: "yes."
Master daozun was choked for a moment. He stretched out his cold finger and flicked Lin Zhizhi's cheek. Then he took back his hand as if nothing had happened: "go and lead the sword."
Lin Zhizhi nodded.
After saying two words of approval to the sword spirit, Xuanhua's figure gradually faded away and disappeared in the competition field. Instead, the sword spirit, a gray shadow, fell from a high place and stood up straight in front of Lin Zhizhi. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the mechanical sound: "you have passed all the trials. I'll take you to the sword Pavilion."
The sword spirit is not human. To use a popular metaphor to dye it black is the shadow under everyone's feet. This gray shadow divided an arm, and when it was close to him, it split in two and caught Lin Zhizhi's wrist.
Lin Zhizhi's face felt the touch of the sword spirit strangely. It was soft and smooth.
The spirit of the sword is ready to take Lin Zhizhi into the small world opened up by old man Wan Jian.
But when the sword spirit just moved, Lin Zhizhi suddenly felt the shaking of the sky, as if there was a force of gravity to suck him away. In this violent shaking, the sword spirit could not catch him any more, so he had to watch the spirit of the boy be sucked away!
I don't know when, a space crack appeared in this small world. But Lin Zhizhi didn't know why he was involved in the vigorous wind in the space crack, and he didn't know where to go.
Regardless of the danger of life, the sword spirit wanted to enter the space crack several times. But this crack is like a satisfied beast. No matter how the sword spirit jumps, it can't jump in. It can only lie outside and stare at it.
Lin knows that it's only in the period of refining Qi. If it wasn't for old man Wan Jian, the martial arts arena was made of meta magnet, and even the spirit could not be out of the body. How fierce the vigorous wind is, the great monk's Yuan Ying can't be exposed to it, let alone a small period of refining Qi.
But after being inhaled into the space crack, Lin Zhizhi's consciousness is clear. He sat in a transparent cover, which protected his spirit and kept the vigorous wind from entering.The weak voice of the system sounded in the teenager's ear: "are you ok?"
Lin Zhizhi shook his head and sat up: "OK What's going on? "
"The sword spirit may not have taken anyone to the sword Pavilion, but he forgot to let you return to your body and enter the small world. There is a space crack in that small world, which is especially dangerous for the spirit. "
Lin Zhizhi was afraid. He stood up in the cover, pushed the shield with his hand, and asked, "are we still in the space crack?"
The barbell like sound of the system sounds as pleasant as Xianyue: "I was born to collect good feelings, and there is no physical ability. Fortunately, I came across the boundary at the beginning and contained the space magic power to protect you - I will send you back to your original place later, but it will exhaust my ability and I will fall into a deep sleep. "
Lin Zhizhi was concerned about the system and said, "will you wake up?"
The system deliberately put out a plaintive tone: "if you collect more favorable feelings, I will wake up. Remember, to be handsome, capable and deeply loved, once the popularity of such people reaches the extreme, the more energy I get. "
“…… Then you'd better not wake up. " Lin Zhi's secluded way.
The system still refused to give up: "your constitution is very advantageous! You're so outrageous - Oh, there's not enough energy. These days, I've only collected a high degree of favor. There's not enough energy. I'll send you back as soon as possible. "
As soon as the voice of the system came down, the transparent shield trembled. Lin Zhizhi was dazed before his eyes. When he got used to the dizziness, he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the body of wanjian grottoes.
-- the sword spirit didn't know what to do before he was buried in his chest. When he saw him sitting up, his whole body was stiff.
The young man frowned and plucked the gray sword spirit away from his chest. He tried to call the system a few words in his heart. He only heard the system leave a sentence intermittently: "there are still two good feelings that are about to reach the extreme. Come on, host. It's up to you whether I can wake up..."
This sentence completely diluted Lin Zhizhi's worry and gratitude for it.
Lin Zhizhi What are the two extremes of liking?! You're not confused, are you? "
He wanted to wake up the system which was forced to faint after installation, and let it explain the meaning of this sentence. After working hard for a long time to wake up the system, Lin Zhizhi had to give up and comfort himself: Well, the extreme is not necessarily Su Yu's, but also the extreme of master and apprentice's love, friendship and family.
In a systematic way, it may mean that my father thinks of himself at home and gets a good impression again. Hehe, it must be like this.
Lin Zhizhi secretly praised his imagination. He looked up and saw only a gray shadow staring at him. The sword spirit was the culprit that caused the system to fall asleep, and he almost led the dog. "How do you do things?" he said
Sword spirit: stare.
Before, Lin Zhizhi followed the rules of wanjian cave and wanted to accept the spirit of Shenjian and let it follow him willingly. But now the sword spirit didn't do things properly, which made him angry. He said in a cold voice: "you made my weapon spirit fall into a deep sleep, so during this period of time You will be my spirit
Even if the sword spirit refused to agree, he would use violence to force it to replace the system.
The sword spirit opened his big mouth and made a surprised expression. Hearing the speech, he quickly floated to the young man with black hair and said, "it's my honor, master."
The rapidity of the change and the dogleg of the content made Lin know that there was no place for him to vent his anger, and he even had a vague sense of his own loss.
The sword spirit shakes his big head and says to Lin Zhi, "master, my body is on the top of the sword Pavilion. Do you want to get it now?"
Lin Zhizhi was not sure what attitude he would take towards the sword spirit. He had let the sword spirit follow him in the way of punishment. He thought that the spirit of this artifact was always proud. But who knows this sword spirit seems to plan to pass to wait for him to open this appearance, but teach him to stretch out a hand not to hit smiling face spirit, finally only not cold not hot ground nod.
The sword spirit gets Lin Zhizhi's signal and leads him in front of him. Then he conjures up a long finger to lead Lin Zhizhi into the sword Pavilion.
The sword Pavilion is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. There is no need for people to come to the middle and lower levels of the spirit sword. When someone reaches the qualification, the spirit of the sword will pull it off and give it to that person. Only the upper level sword needs to be tested in person.
When Lin Zhizhi stepped into the upper layer of the sword Pavilion, a layer of border illuminated his body and disappeared after touching the sword spirit.
In the whole open Pavilion stands a huge square tripod. The tripod is engraved with the scene of the sun and the moon crisscrossing. Every day, when the sun, the moon and the stars shine on the top of the attic, the spirit will return to the sword inserted in the tripod.
The blade is like autumn frost, surrounded by light blue thunder light, which is Yin on the right side and Yang on the back. The pattern on the hilt runs like stars. It's the magic sword drawn from thunder robbery. Old man Wan Jian named it "Wen Xian".
The sword spirit took the initiative to pass by. After entering the immortal sword, the body of the sword trembled and passed a blue light in the air and stopped in front of Lin Zhi.
This is a magic sword that gave birth to the spirit of the sword. Old man Wan Jian, a monk in the spirit transforming period, indulged in sword skills all his life, and then made this magic sword by coincidence. It's not so much made by old man Wan Jian as bred by thunder robbery.Now the sword is within Lin Zhizhi's reach. Fearing that his master would not want him, the spirit of the sword beckons his new master to grasp the handle of the sword.
Lin Zhizhi reached out and held the sword. The spirit of the sword cheered and the thunder flashed. The whole sword was like the most beautiful masterpiece of nature - but it was no more beautiful than its owner.
In the dim light of the pavilion, the skin of the young man with black hair is better than snow, his eyes are as clear as stars, and his nose is high. He took the sword in front of him and looked at it carefully. The cold light on the back of the sword flashed and reflected his side face, which was soul stirring.
The young Haotian, who was imitated by the sword spirit of wanjian cave, had no consciousness and only had the instinct to fight. When he saw that he couldn't hit the target, he kicked the underground stones to pieces with a wind chasing foot. He rushed to Lin Zhizhi by gravity. His huge fist locked Lin Zhizhi's position, and Jinyu body breaking fist hit him again. Lin Zhizhi's black eyes twinkled. He once again took up the Lin family's decision to control the wind. He quickly dodged away. At the same time, he spread his divine consciousness to observe the Jinyu body smashing fist. After repeating this process for many times, he finally found out the abnormality of the body smashing fist: the Jinyu body smashing fist hit the ground first every time, and after cracking at the top, it would also produce a second vibration, which would shake the soil under the ground Also overturn up, can imagine if hit on the person's body, the viscera will also be shock bleeding! Tao begets one, two, and two begets three. After observing this, Lin Zhizhi put his sword into the heaven and earth ring, tore a long cloth from his sleeve, poured in aura, and took the initiative to meet Haotian from behind. When the opponent turns his head and blows a heavy fist, he uses the cloth to meet the Jinyu body smashing fist, which kills the serial vibration in the cradle. At the same time, with a flash of light in his left hand, the sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the first move of a basic sword formula hit Haotian away. "Haotianbai, No.2, Su Ling, age 18, realm: 11th floor in gas refining period." At the moment when Haotian was defeated, the sword spirit spoke out on time. A white light covered Haotian. Then a beautiful woman appeared, wearing a Xiangyun long skirt, with water-green washing gauze on her shoulders and a smile on her cheeks. Su Ling - this woman's great name has been heard by Lin Zhizhi. A hundred years ago, Su Ling, the enchantress of the Hehuan sect, was born to flatter her body. She got twice the result with half the effort and gained a great reputation all the way. When Lin Zhizhi was born, she was the peerless enchantress and the elder of the Hehuan sect. When Lin Fu mentioned Su Ling's elegance to his son, he seemed to have some regrets. I didn't expect that she had come to wanjian cave. Su Ling's facial features simulated by the sword spirit could see the unique shadow in the future. With a smile, she took a step forward slowly. Her movements are graceful, like the prelude to a dance. Can be this step, let the opposite Lin Zhizhi only feel a heart shock, just like stepping on their own gate of life! The lotus steps and seven steps is Su Ling's original skill. After Su Ling became a God, she claimed that she could kill immortals in the seventh step! At this time, Su Ling took two or three steps in a row, which made Lin Zhizhi feel a pain in her heart and blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. The boy wiped away the bloodstain and knew that Su Ling must not finish the seven steps. He changed his hand to hold the sword, picked up the controlling wind, and chopped the daughter of Tianjiao at a very fast speed, but just half a meter away from the other side, he suddenly fell into the dark and entered the field of Su Ling. Lin Zhizhi's nose is filled with a wisp of light fragrance, and her ears are filled with women's charming laughter. This fragrance is very strange, just like Su Ling's body fragrance, mixed with the temptation of natural flattery, which makes the young man feel a little bit confused. Just when Lin Zhizhi was influenced by the flattering body, the enchanting body mark of the petal in his Dantian field trembled slightly. The tiny flower unfolded its petals unobtrusively - the change was so insignificant that even Lin Zhizhi himself didn't find it, and he still followed Xuanhua's advice: stick to the heart of Tao. Su Ling's fourth step. Lin Zhizhi's whole body was shocked by the meridians, and his spiritual power nearly went against the current, causing great disaster. The young man bites the tip of his tongue and wakes himself up with the help of pain. He simply closes his eyes and searches for Su Ling's possible location in the dark - this time, the second basic sword formula crosses the girl's shoulder. Su Ling's slender figure disappeared, followed by a Yin measurement of the repair. Lin Zhizhi could not count the number of challengers he had experienced, just as he was unable to calculate the weight of his injuries. There were two wounds that almost pierced the abdomen and countless abrasions in the wounds visible to the naked eye. At this time, he was struggling to support his body with his sword. At the same time, there were several high-quality spirit stones in front of him, and he was rapidly recovering his spirit. It was such an embarrassing scene, but the black haired boy was half supporting his body, and his eyes didn't feel tired at all. Instead, they were full of brilliant light, which made his whole life colorful and alive. It's tempting. The sword spirit didn't know why he was in the air. His gray eyes stared at the boy below for a moment. The shapeless sword spirit gradually descended, and finally stood in front of the young man and looked at him face to face - the unilateral one. When the sword spirit was hiding his body, Lin Zhizhi could not see it at all. After a pause, the sword hesitated, and finally still obeyed his heart, slowly and gently kissing the boy's eyes. That pair of black eyes that seem to hold the whole starry sky. Then he flew shyly back into the air. Lin Zhizhi didn't know the existence of the sword spirit. He was very excited, and he was very excited at the moment. The images just now are all famous and powerful. I don't know how many people dream of playing these characters at the same level.All saints and sages have been lonely since ancient times. In normal times, how many Tianling roots are there in a hundred years? How many talents can really be called "the posture of becoming an immortal"? When you surpass the common peers, it's just like watching the younger generation. Therefore, Lin Zhizhi cherishes this opportunity very much. It is of great benefit for him to learn from these people and observe their Taoism closely in the future. The sword spirit floats and sinks in the sky, patiently waiting for Lin Zhizhi to finish absorbing the aura of the spirit stone in front of him. This time, Lin Zhizhi had some doubts: is it going to come to * * OSS after half-time? Is the interval a little long this time? Jianling didn't speak until Linghua became the dust. "According to the rules left by the master, you have excellent qualifications, good appearance, solid foundation and firm character. You have defeated 20 challengers and are qualified to enter the final selection. The 21st challenger, Xuanhua, whose age is unknown, is in the period of transformation. " Lin Zhizhi Master really played a big game What else is this! He's hanging up! In the period of transforming spirit and refining Qi, the master is ruthless, shameless and unreasonable! The appearance of Xuanhua is exactly the same as that of the master outside, but it is more spiritual than the previous images. This spirituality is embodied in that he didn't attack Lin Zhizhi as soon as he saw him. Instead, he held out a hand to him and said, "when I entered the wanjian cave that day, I left this wisp of divine thoughts at the request of wanjian old man to select the successor for the Shenjian." "Don't beat me, just let me recognize your strength." Lin Zhizhi took a deep breath and forced himself to make Xuanhua a passer-by in front of him. He stood up from a half sitting posture with shaking eyes. He turned his sword in his hand for a round, and then stabbed Xuanhua with his sword. Xuanhua's face was expressionless. He stood in the same place and let Lin Zhizhi attack him. He only grasped his right hand when he was close to him. He gently grasped the little apprentice's wrist, and gently but irresistibly embraced Lin Zhizhi, who was scarred. With a flash of white light, Lin Zhizhi felt warm all over, and the wound improved in an instant. In fact, what Lin knew was only the consciousness drawn by the sword spirit. When he returned to wanjian grottoes, all the injuries no longer existed. Xuanhua knew this, but he couldn't watch his little apprentice wandering in front of him with even a little scar. Lin Zhizhi, who was held by Xuanhua in his arms, was puzzled: "master?" Xuanhua lowered his head and asked with his eyes "Not for your approval?" Lin Zhi's heart read the magic sword and asked. "Well," he replied naturally, "you are my apprentice. You have been recognized by me for a long time." Master, this is hongguoguo's cheating! It's a pity for old man Wan Jian. If he knew, he would cry! Ignoring the little apprentice's eye attack, Xuanhua released Lin Zhizhi: "you've done a great job." Lin Zhizhi, who was praised by his master, bowed his head and learned a lot from his previous lack of confidence: "I think so, too." Xuanhua: "yes." Master daozun was choked for a moment. He stretched out his cold finger and flicked Lin Zhizhi's cheek. Then he took back his hand as if nothing had happened: "go and lead the sword." Lin Zhizhi nodded. After saying two words of approval to the sword spirit, Xuanhua's figure gradually faded away and disappeared in the competition field. Instead, the sword spirit, a gray shadow, fell from a high place and stood up straight in front of Lin Zhizhi. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the mechanical sound: "you have passed all the trials. I'll take you to the sword Pavilion." The sword spirit is not human. To use a popular metaphor to dye it black is the shadow under everyone's feet. This gray shadow divided an arm, and when it was close to him, it split in two and caught Lin Zhizhi's wrist. Lin Zhizhi's face felt the touch of the sword spirit strangely. It was soft and smooth. The spirit of the sword is ready to take Lin Zhizhi into the small world opened up by old man Wan Jian. But when the sword spirit just moved, Lin Zhizhi suddenly felt the shaking of the sky, as if there was a force of gravity to suck him away. In this violent shaking, the sword spirit could not catch him any more, so he had to watch the spirit of the boy be sucked away! I don't know when, a space crack appeared in this small world. But Lin Zhizhi didn't know why he was involved in the vigorous wind in the space crack, and he didn't know where to go. Regardless of the danger of life, the sword spirit wanted to enter the space crack several times. But this crack is like a satisfied beast. No matter how the sword spirit jumps, it can't jump in. It can only lie outside and stare at it. Lin knows that it's only in the period of refining Qi. If it wasn't for old man Wan Jian, the martial arts arena was made of meta magnet, and even the spirit could not be out of the body. How fierce the vigorous wind is, the great monk's Yuan Ying can't be exposed to it, let alone a small period of refining Qi. But after being inhaled into the space crack, Lin Zhizhi's consciousness is clear. He sat in a transparent cover, which protected his spirit and kept the vigorous wind from entering.The weak voice of the system sounded in the teenager's ear: "are you ok?" Lin Zhizhi shook his head and sat up: "OK What's going on? " "The sword spirit may not have taken anyone to the sword Pavilion, but he forgot to let you return to your body and enter the small world. There is a space crack in that small world, which is especially dangerous for the spirit. " Lin Zhizhi was afraid. He stood up in the cover, pushed the shield with his hand, and asked, "are we still in the space crack?" The barbell like sound of the system sounds as pleasant as Xianyue: "I was born to collect good feelings, and there is no physical ability. Fortunately, I came across the boundary at the beginning and contained the space magic power to protect you - I will send you back to your original place later, but it will exhaust my ability and I will fall into a deep sleep. " Lin Zhizhi was concerned about the system and said, "will you wake up?" The system deliberately put out a plaintive tone: "if you collect more favorable feelings, I will wake up. Remember, to be handsome, capable and deeply loved, once the popularity of such people reaches the extreme, the more energy I get. " Then you'd better not wake up. " Lin Zhi's secluded way. The system still refused to give up: "your constitution is very advantageous! You're so outrageous - Oh, there's not enough energy. These days, I've only collected a high degree of favor. There's not enough energy. I'll send you back as soon as possible. " As soon as the voice of the system came down, the transparent shield trembled. Lin Zhizhi was dazed before his eyes. When he got used to the dizziness, he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the body of wanjian grottoes. -- the sword spirit didn't know what to do before he was buried in his chest. When he saw him sitting up, his whole body was stiff. The young man frowned and plucked the gray sword spirit away from his chest. He tried to call the system a few words in his heart. He only heard the system leave a sentence intermittently: "there are still two good feelings that are about to reach the extreme. Come on, host. It's up to you whether I can wake up..." This sentence completely diluted Lin Zhizhi's worry and gratitude for it. Lin Zhizhi What are the two extremes of liking?! You're not confused, are you? " He wanted to wake up the system which was forced to faint after installation, and let it explain the meaning of this sentence. After working hard for a long time to wake up the system, Lin Zhizhi had to give up and comfort himself: Well, the extreme is not necessarily Su Yu's, but also the extreme of master and apprentice's love, friendship and family. In a systematic way, it may mean that my father thinks of himself at home and gets a good impression again. Hehe, it must be like this. Lin Zhizhi secretly praised his imagination. He looked up and saw only a gray shadow staring at him. The sword spirit was the culprit that caused the system to fall asleep, and he almost led the dog. "How do you do things?" he said Sword spirit: stare. Before, Lin Zhizhi followed the rules of wanjian cave and wanted to accept the spirit of Shenjian and let it follow him willingly. But now the sword spirit didn't do things properly, which made him angry. He said in a cold voice: "you made my weapon spirit fall into a deep sleep, so during this period of time You will be my spirit Even if the sword spirit refused to agree, he would use violence to force it to replace the system. The sword spirit opened his big mouth and made a surprised expression. Hearing the speech, he quickly floated to the young man with black hair and said, "it's my honor, master." The rapidity of the change and the dogleg of the content made Lin know that there was no place for him to vent his anger, and he even had a vague sense of his own loss. The sword spirit shakes his big head and says to Lin Zhi, "master, my body is on the top of the sword Pavilion. Do you want to get it now?" Lin Zhizhi was not sure what attitude he would take towards the sword spirit. He had let the sword spirit follow him in the way of punishment. He thought that the spirit of this artifact was always proud. But who knows this sword spirit seems to plan to pass to wait for him to open this appearance, but teach him to stretch out a hand not to hit smiling face spirit, finally only not cold not hot ground nod. The sword spirit gets Lin Zhizhi's signal and leads him in front of him. Then he conjures up a long finger to lead Lin Zhizhi into the sword Pavilion. The sword Pavilion is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. There is no need for people to come to the middle and lower levels of the spirit sword. When someone reaches the qualification, the spirit of the sword will pull it off and give it to that person. Only the upper level sword needs to be tested in person. When Lin Zhizhi stepped into the upper layer of the sword Pavilion, a layer of border illuminated his body and disappeared after touching the sword spirit. In the whole open Pavilion stands a huge square tripod. The tripod is engraved with the scene of the sun and the moon crisscrossing. Every day, when the sun, the moon and the stars shine on the top of the attic, the spirit will return to the sword inserted in the tripod. The blade is like autumn frost, surrounded by light blue thunder light, which is Yin on the right side and Yang on the back. The pattern on the hilt runs like stars. It's the magic sword drawn from thunder robbery. Old man Wan Jian named it "Wen Xian". The sword spirit took the initiative to pass by. After entering the immortal sword, the body of the sword trembled and passed a blue light in the air and stopped in front of Lin Zhi. This is a magic sword that gave birth to the spirit of the sword. Old man Wan Jian, a monk in the spirit transforming period, indulged in sword skills all his life, and then made this magic sword by coincidence. It's not so much made by old man Wan Jian as bred by thunder robbery.Now the sword is within Lin Zhizhi's reach. Fearing that his master would not want him, the spirit of the sword beckons his new master to grasp the handle of the sword. Lin Zhizhi reached out and held the sword. The spirit of the sword cheered and the thunder flashed. The whole sword was like the most beautiful masterpiece of nature - but it was no more beautiful than its owner. In the dim light of the pavilion, the skin of the young man with black hair is better than snow, his eyes are as clear as stars, and his nose is high. He took the sword in front of him and looked at it carefully. The cold light on the back of the sword flashed and reflected his side face, which was soul stirring.
