Volume 2 Lingtian Chapter 150 The remaining disciples

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Li Wudi stood up slowly, and the white jade plaque in his palm was hung on his waist again.

In front of him, the scroll with purple halo, and the purple halo gradually became dim, was poured into the center of Li Wudi's eyebrows, and the prototype of a sword seal gradually appeared in the center of Li Wudi's eyebrows.

When the prototype of the sword seal appeared, a "power" spread out from his body, that was the sword power!

It is a sword scripture that can help you become a sect, Taixu Sword Technique!

After the sword power rose, Li Wudi's eyes flashed, and both eyes burst out with two sword intentions that had the same origin but different "meanings"!

The sword of all things, the sword of all blood!

chant!

At this moment, the avenue trembled, and the countless scrolls and patterns around Li Wudi all expressed a sense of surrender.

Li Wudi looked at all this, a smile appeared on his lips, and he traced his fingers slightly in the air, as if he had a natural sword style, "This Taixu sword technique is really mysterious. As long as you rely on your own understanding of the sword, you can understand it." Toru, just like this first sword-raising stance, just entering the room will already give you a sense of oppression from the sword's power."

"Then if you practice to the peak, and then use the extremely powerful sword and sword intention, wouldn't it be possible to use the sword intention to make the opponent and even all living things breathless?"

Li Wudi turned his left hand over, and a wooden sword shining with silver light appeared in his hand.

It is said that it is a wooden sword, but in fact it has a layer of silver iron covering it. It is more accurate to say that it is an iron-wood sword.

Feeling the feeling that the wooden sword brought to him in his hand was far beyond the high-grade mortal level he had obtained before. It was even more powerful than the quasi-earth-level spiritual sword he bought for Yan Shen at Yongle Shop. The charm of the magic weapon was stronger than that. How much!

It is a true earth-level sword, and it is still a low-level earth-level sword. It is still just a step away from being able to break through to a middle-level spiritual weapon!

According to Li Wudi's estimation, if there is another heavenly tribulation like that, not to mention the last two, as long as the intensity of the first heavenly tribulation comes, the wooden sword can transform into a middle-grade earth-level weapon. This is a real immortal weapon. ah!

When Li Wudi took the sword, his whole body was slightly relaxed unconsciously, but there was a string tightening inside. The tip of the sword was facing forward, holding the hilt in one hand, his whole body was slightly bent, and his right hand was naturally hanging down, faintly. There was obviously no spiritual energy fluctuation, and the sword intent came from him.

But a natural force came and suppressed the Dao pattern aura emitted by the surrounding scrolls.

After half a year of seclusion, Li Wudi had achieved some attainments in the "Taixu Sword Technique". He understood that this sword technique was about studying sword styles and suppressing people with the force of the sword, without looking at one's origin. There are nine sword styles in total, depending on the strength of the sword watcher's intention to master the sword. Among them, the small realm of each sword style is divided into the first glimpse of the door, the entrance into the hall, and the peak.

And the improvement of this realm is also different from that of a cultivator. It does not rely on spiritual energy, Dao, or Dao patterns, but relies on oneself!

It is not nonsense to say that one's own understanding of the sword is as profound as the one who penetrates the wood three-thirds and the craftsman carving the flower carvings as finely as one can reach the sky in one step. However, if one's own understanding is extremely poor, he will never understand it in his life.

"This is the way of the sword!"

Li Wudi suddenly realized that he felt that there was an inexplicable Taoist intention on his body, and that Taoist intention was different from the Taoist meaning of Pojing, and also different from the Taoist pattern, but another kind of Taoist intention. It's like walking up to the sky, and you can appreciate the Taoism of the great rivers and mountains!

It was as if I had found a road, found an extremely spacious road, and removed the haze to reveal a corner of Chaotian Avenue.

He knew that this was the way to the top of the mountain, and it was the path to immortality that he should truly take, just like the path of thunder that Lingtai monk Zhao Qian had cultivated.

"Not only has the Taixu Sword Technique been comprehended, but this physical body and Shui Cong have also been cultivated to perfection."

Li Wudi's whole body trembled slightly, which could reveal a kind of strength. On his chest, there was a faint blue. At this time, the fourth layer of spiritual crystals had also been beaten by the previous heavenly tribulation and had already melted. For the entire spiritual sea.

The two physical powers of Wan Ti Gong have been perfected by Li Wu Di.

As for Li Wudi's current feeling, if he were to fight in close combat with Zhao Qian of the Lingtai realm again, he would not be as embarrassed as he was last time if his physical strength alone was not there. According to the laws of heaven and earth, there should be no problem if the situation is evenly matched.

And if Li Wudi uses all his means, with his current strength, at least he will not fight for life and death like last time. Just taking the strength of the spiritual energy alone, he has 600 Qi seas, among which The inner Big Valley is 600 feet. If there is enough spiritual energy that can be refined and filled by then, that is, the spiritual energy foundation is 1,200 feet, which is comparable to that of a monk in the Lingtai realm.

Because you must know that the ultimate perfection of the Bigu Realm is to break through nine hundred feet and reach one thousand feet!

The foundation of a Lingtai realm monk is one thousand feet of spiritual energy.

Li Wudi put away the wooden sword, looked around, touched his chin and said: "I stayed on the sixth floor of the Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion for so long, and I was not forcibly driven out by the will of this world. Look, The effect of this Zhenghunjia Token is still very great."

With this token, you can enter and exit Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion at will without having to exchange for the so-called aura of Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion.

Regarding this point, Li Wudi once again felt the unusualness of this white jade token, because if you want to know, there are many Taoist monks who don't want to get the skill scrolls in this Sutra Pavilion, but practice here. , but has second-grade spiritual energy!

Even the disciples who were elected as elders on the Elder Island had quasi-second-grade spiritual energy, but unlike Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion, here, they had second-grade spiritual energy!

Being able to come here to practice, no matter what the disciple's status is, as long as they can rely on their contribution points, they can exchange for the aura that can enter and exit the Taoist Palace's Scripture Pavilion.

This is also why the disciples of the inner sect or some elders will be overtaken by the outer sect disciples who come from behind.

From this, Li Wudi looked at the white jade plaque on his waist, his eyes gleaming with desire.

In other words, being in the Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion is equivalent to having endless second-grade spiritual energy resources!

But the ambitious Li Wudi certainly knew the principle of "fishing in a dry lake". He knew that his own majestic spiritual energy was not enough for a monk who wanted to become an immortal.

"The harvest from this trip to the Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion was quite good. Not only did I get the complete level of earth-level skills, but also the sword scripture that is very suitable. I also broke through the bigu realm and found my own way of bigu. In one fell swoop, We have reached the late stage of Bigu Realm..."

"It's time to go out. I don't know if I made such a big noise. Did the entire Lingtian Dao Palace explode?"

As Li Wudi thought, the white jade plaque around his waist emitted a gentle white halo, enveloping his body, and countless mysterious teleportation patterns rose up in the void.

The moment the young man disappears, you can still see the longing look on his handsome face.

By then, all the disciples from the Dao Palace have arrived. If they see my true face and know that I am in the Sutra Pavilion of the Dao Palace, and those who made such a commotion, wouldn't they all be shocked?

This is different from the identity of Li Mengjiu, who has the ability to rival Zhao Qian in the Lingtai realm. This is truly a way to highlight his talent in front of everyone!

The scene changed, and when I came back to my senses, I had reached the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion of the Dao Palace.

In the extremely empty blue crystal hall, Li Wudi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression serious, like a master, ready for the countless shocked looks that came next.

But after a few breaths, Li Wudi stood in the center of the hall, but there was no sound from the surroundings. Under his perception, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

"How come there's no one there? Where have everyone gone?!"

Li Wudi's face fell. He stared wide-eyed, looking at the main hall filled with countless second-grade spiritual energy. Usually there should be many monks meditating in the practice room here, but now it is empty!

How is this going?

"Is it possible that during the time I was in seclusion, there were foreign enemies attacking the Dao Palace?"

Li Wudi touched his chin in confusion and quickly walked out of the Sutra Pavilion of Dao Palace.

The light breeze carried a few fallen leaves, which suddenly seemed a little desolate. There was no trace of anyone in the open space outside the Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion?

"Hey, where did everyone go?" Li Wudi sat on the stone steps with a depressed look on his face.

At this time, because of the disappearance of that day's calamity, and as Li Wudi came out of seclusion, the barrier of heaven and earth surrounded by the Sutra Pavilion of the Palace slowly dissipated into the world.

This strange power seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. Most people could not detect it at all, but Li Wudi looked at the sky with a clear mind.

He didn't know what was there, but he unconsciously wanted to look there...

At this moment, a rickety figure caught Li Wudi's attention.

It was the old sweeper before, but now the old sweeper no longer held a broom in his hand, but sat on the broom, with his legs and feet spread out casually, one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding a bronze pole. The smoking gun, that smoking gun looks extremely old, as if it reveals the vicissitudes of an old man.

It seems that, like the old man, that pipe has gone through endless years.

Tiny sparks appeared on the tobacco, and the mist with the smell of smoke rose up and fell on the face of the old man sweeping the floor, which was like old tree bark.

That look was so leisurely, like an old man who suddenly felt relaxed and wanted to enjoy his old age. He looked like a completely different person from the lifeless old man sweeping the floor that Li Wudi had seen before.

If it weren't for the old man sweeping the floor, Li Wudi had been deeply impressed by him before, otherwise he would have almost thought he had seen the wrong person at a glance.

Li Wudi hurriedly ran over, bowed to him and asked, "Senior, I don't know how much time is left until the outer disciple competition?"

To his surprise, when he thought the old man sweeping the floor would ignore him, the old man sweeping the floor took a puff of smoke.

Slowly raising his bottomless eyes, he looked at Li Wudi and said, "Tomorrow..."

His tone was slightly hoarse and even more groggy.

Half a day? ! Doesn't it mean that I have been in the Dao Palace Sutra Pavilion for half a year this time? ! !

Before Li Wudi could recover, the old man sweeping the floor said something again that made his head buzz.

"Would you like to be my disciple?"