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You must know that any of the techniques in Samsara Martial Emperor's memory would be a first-class treasure if placed in the Qinglin Empire. 【Read full text】
Duan Lingtian believed it.
Zhao Lin, Zhao Yu and other members of the Zhao family will not have any immunity to this set of exercises.
"Zhao Lin, didn't you always think that I had the "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra" in my hand? Since you want it so much, I will get one for you."
Thinking of Zhao Lin, a cold light flashed in Duan Lingtian's eyes.
suddenly.
call!
Duan Lingtian stood up, looked at the frightened middle-aged man standing aside, and said calmly: "Give this set of skills in my hand to Zhao Yu... just say you got it from killing me. In this way, you don’t need to offend Zhao Yu.”
"this……"
The middle-aged man hesitated, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.
You know, he saw this young man writing this set of exercises with his own eyes...
Can the skills written by a young man deceive that old fox Zhao Yu?
He was very suspicious.
"Why, are you worried that Zhao Yu will find out?"
Duan Lingtian glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently and handed over the "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra" in his hand, "Read it yourself."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, took the "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra" and started reading.
Soon, the middle-aged man's eyes widened completely, and he was completely immersed in the first half of the "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra"...
Time passed quietly.
A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man only read the beginning of the first half and was already shocked, "This technique... do you really want me to hand it over to that Zhao Yu?"
The middle-aged man felt strange.
He could see that this technique was extremely precious, and even he was attracted by it.
But now, this young man wants to hand over this technique to Zhao Yu, the person who wants to kill him...
He was puzzled.
"If you are asked to leave it to him, you should leave it to him. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked...Xiao Jin, you go with him. If he dares to play tricks, kill him directly!"
Duan Lingtian glanced at the middle-aged man lightly and said.
"Zhizhi~~"
The little golden mouse nodded excitedly, and the sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand was spinning, as if it was ready to be thrust into the middle-aged man's throat at any time.
The middle-aged man's face turned pale. He knew in his heart that if he didn't want to die, he had no choice but to do it.
Otherwise, he will definitely die!
He had already made plans to leave Tianhuang Ancient City and stay away from this place of right and wrong after handing this technique to Zhao Yu.
He always felt that the technique in his hand had something else to it.
Although he was not familiar with this young man, he could realize that he could not be so kind...
That Zhao Yu was the one who wanted to kill him.
He asked himself, it was impossible for him to do such a thing.
"This set of exercises must have been manipulated."
The middle-aged man said secretly as he left.
Duan Lingtian watched the middle-aged man leave and waited inside the inn, taking out a pile of weapon-refining materials and preparing to refine the weapon.
"I was in such a hurry last time that I didn't even have time to refine the 'Sixth Grade Spiritual Sword' for myself and the two little ladies... Well, I'll refine one for myself first, and for the two little ladies, I'll do it later when I have time. Refining it for them."
Duan Lingtian's heart moved, and a wisp of green flame jumped out from his palm.
Sixth grade pill fire!
A pile of materials, touching the elixir fire, turned into puddles of liquid, and finally merged together.
Duan Lingtian moved his hands, as if they turned into afterimages...
The speed of the technique is shocking!
If there were any weapon refiners here, they would definitely be extremely horrified, because Duan Lingtian's weapon refinement techniques are too terrifying.
Soon, when the materials were almost smelted, Duan Lingtian took out the 'narrow sword' he used before and blended it into a pile of materials...
Immediately afterwards, he also threw the Ziwei soft sword in.
Gradually, all the materials turned into a pool of liquid, forming a sword embryo.
Finally, it turned into a dark purple soft sword.
The soft sword is as thin as a cicada's wing. It doesn't seem to be much different from the crape myrtle soft sword, but its power is completely different.
Duan Lingtian clenched the soft sword, and with a shake of his hand, Yuanli merged into it.
In an instant, Yuan Power raged and skyrocketed!
Wow!
Above Duan Lingtian's head, first the phantoms of 600 ancient giant elephants appeared, and then 252 phantoms of ancient giant elephants were added...
A total of 852 ancient giant elephants!
"The increase is '42%'... it's extraordinary."
Duan Lingtian's face showed a look of surprise. He originally thought that the sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand could only increase the power by '41%' at most. Who would have thought that it could actually increase by '42%'!
You know, an ordinary sixth-grade spiritual sword, such as the narrow sword Duan Lingtian used before, can only increase by '38%'.
The sixth-grade spiritual sword 'Dark Night Without Tears' in the hands of Zheng Fan, the master of Kaiyang Peak of the Seven-Star Sword Sect, can increase the power by '40%', and it can be called the best of the best...
The sixth-grade spiritual sword that Duan Lingtian currently holds in his hand has completely surpassed the 'Dark Night Without Tears'.
Looking at the entire Yunxiao Continent, he is probably the only one who can refine such a sixth-grade spiritual sword.
You know, even the Samsara Martial Emperor had only refined one sixth-grade spiritual weapon with an increase of '42%'.
"This sixth-grade spiritual sword will probably be my pinnacle work."
Duan Lingtian sighed, holding the soft sword's hand a little harder.
"From now on, I'll still call you 'Ziwei Ruanjian'."
Duan Lingtian gently stroked the blade of the soft sword in his hand, his eyes focused and gentle, as if he was stroking his lover.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a gust of wind whistle came, interrupting Duan Lingtian's thoughts.
Duan Lingtian felt his shoulders sink. He knew who was back without looking, "Xiao Jin, how are you? Is everything going well?"
"Hehe...Brother Ling Tian, that Zhao Yu was overjoyed when he saw the technique that guy brought back. I looked at him and wanted to practice it directly...Brother Ling Tian, in that technique you are What tricks did you do?"
The little golden mouse's Yuanli concentrated sound was full of curiosity.
"What can I do?"
Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, naturally he would not tell the truth.
After all, that truth is somewhat 'unsuitable for children'.
And this little guy is only seven or eight years old this year. From a human perspective, he is just a little kid.
"Hmph! Brother Lingtian, are you really so kind to teach them their skills?"
The little golden mouse obviously didn't believe it.
"Okay, you little brat... let's go, it's time for us to leave."
Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled, took the little golden mouse with him and left Tianhuang Ancient City.
After leaving the ancient city of Tianhuang, I blew a whistle and a black shadow fell from the sky. It was the first-level ferocious beast of the Nascent Soul Realm, the 'Gan Ying'.
"Walk!"
Duan Lingtian sat cross-legged on Gan Ying's back and was carried along by Gan Ying. The clothes of an inner disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect on his body moved with the wind and made a hunting sound.
On his shoulder, the little golden mouse stood there, looking around curiously, full of curiosity about everything around him.
Tianhuang Ancient City, Guhe Chamber of Commerce Branch.
"Lei'er."
The beaming Zhao Yu walked into a small courtyard with a bit of excitement in his tone.
"father!"
Soon, Zhao Lei in the room opened the door and welcomed Zhao Yu in.
After closing the door, Zhao Lei looked excited, "Dad, I see you are so happy. Did you succeed?"
"look."
Zhao Yu handed the simple booklet in his hand to Zhao Lei.
""Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra"!"
When he saw the cover of the booklet, Zhao Lei's eyes lit up and he was a little excited, "Dad, are you sure?"
"Don't worry... Dad has read the previous part. It is extremely mysterious and is definitely an authentic technique! Looking at the Qinglin Empire, no, even looking at the Black Stone Empire and the Han Dynasty, there may not be such a magical technique."
Zhao Yu had a bright smile on his face, "Now, I can finally understand why Duan Lingtian has such talent and strength at such an age... It's all because of this "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra"!"
"Great! From now on, my life, Zhao Lei, will be completely changed."
Zhao Lei took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at Zhao Yu and asked: "Dad, that Duan Lingtian?"
"Don't worry, it's been taken care of... Otherwise, where do you think this "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra" came from?"
Zhao Yu laughed when he talked about it later, "Lei'er, dad has thought about it... you will set off today, rush back to the Seven Star Sword Sect, and take this "Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra" to find your cousin. You Grandpa Tang’s training place is one of the Seven Star Sword Sect’s ‘Nine Spiritual Acupoints’, which is more suitable for you to abandon your cultivation and practice the ‘Yi Jin Marrow Cleansing Sutra’!”
"Grandpa Tang?"
Zhao Lei's eyes lit up.
He naturally knew who the 'Grandpa Tang' his father was talking about was a figure like Mount Tai and Beidou in the Seven Star Sword Sect...
One of the two guardian elders of the Seven Star Sword Sect!
Known as 'Ming Lao'.
"Yes, Dad."
Zhao Lei nodded quickly.
Soon, under Zhao Yu's arrangement, Zhao Lei drove the birds and beasts of the Nascent Soul realm all the way to the Seven Star Sword Sect.
Zhao Lei was in agitated mood.
It seems as if I have already seen my own arrogant future...
Another direction of Tianhuang Ancient City.
Whoosh!
High in the sky, a huge bird flew by at extremely fast speeds.
If you look carefully, you can see that this bird is the first-level ferocious beast of the Nascent Soul Realm, the 'Dry Eagle'.
On Gan Ying's back, a young man wearing purple casual clothes sat cross-legged...
The young man closed his eyes and meditated, obviously practicing.
On the head of the dry hawk, a small golden hair ball curled up there, but it was a fluffy, fleshy little golden mouse.
The little golden mouse stood on Gan Ying's head, Yuan Li urged Gan Ying, "Hurry up, hurry up... Oh, you are too slow! If you are still slow, I will let Brother Lingtian stew you and eat you." "
After all, Gan Ying is a ferocious beast in the Nascent Soul Realm, and it is beginning to take on a human nature. When he hears the little golden mouse's Yuan Power Condensation, his sharp eyes are mixed with a bit of helplessness and fear.
"Xiao Jin, are you bullying Gan Ying again?"
Suddenly, the young man in purple on Gan Ying's back opened a pair of shining eyes...
At this moment, there seemed to be something extra in the young man's body.
It’s elusive.
...
