Chapter 180 Spring and Autumn Death

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Spring governs life and brings about the transformation of all things.

Autumn is the master of killing and killing all things.

The ink flying sword is awe-inspiring, the black and white magic sword is agile, spring and autumn are alternating before our eyes, and life and murderous intentions are changing in an instant.

Lingchu used one of the spells that came with the foundation period, Sword Array Spring and Autumn, sheathed his sword and stood up, looking at Zhenzun Jiuyuan.

"The control is good. It can be seen that your spiritual consciousness is quite powerful. However," Zhenzun Jiuyuan touched his chin, and his wide sleeves dropped, revealing the string of beads on his wrist. "The Spring and Autumn Sword Formation, the first level of spring, the main In an illusion, and in illusion, the most important thing is meaning.”

No movement was seen by Jiuyuan Zhenzun. In the secret realm, the scorching sun suddenly turned into the warm spring sun. On the grass, many delicate wild flowers sprouted their heads, and their petals bloomed quietly where the spring breeze blew. .

Spring returns to the earth, and all things come to life.

Colorful butterflies are flying among the flowers, grass and trees are roaming freely on the ground, the spring breeze brings bursts of warm fragrance, the warm spring sun is reflected on the cheeks, and there is even a faint warmth.

The bursts of vitality that spring brings to all things come rushing towards us, making people feel joyful in their mouths.

Lingchu bent down curiously, stretched out his slender fingers, and touched a small light yellow flower at his feet. The petals were soft and swayed slightly in the wind because of Lingchu's touch.

Looking up at the warm sun in the sky, a dazzling feeling came over me. Involuntarily, I stretched out my hand to block the sun.

Everything is so real and peaceful that people almost lose their guard.

The joy and expectation of life welled up from the bottom of my heart.

"Autumn kill."

The faint voice, as clear as water, fell in Lingchu's ears.

Every ray of the dazzling sunlight in his eyes seemed to turn into soaring murderous intent. The flowers, plants, birds and beasts in the whole world, and even the warm spring breeze, all turned into a biting murderous intent in an instant.

The sword energy overflowed, as if the whole world was against him.

The boundless sword energy of murderous intent surrounded Lingchu.

There are enemies on all sides, and murderous intent affects both mind and body.

Fortunately, Qiu Sha's sword formation only lasted for a moment, and the world returned to its original state of gentle breeze and scorching sun.

However, Lingchu's face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He was like a fish on the beach, breathing the air with difficulty.

Everything is born in spring, as if everything is cheering and the world is blooming for you.

Autumn kills all things, as if all things are murderous and the world is against you.

"The second change, Autumn Kill, focuses on the word kill." After swallowing, Lingchu calmed down his turbulent breath and spoke.

Jiuyuan Zhenzhen nodded, with a smile on his lips, "A child can be taught, spring brings forth all things, and all these things can be turned into killing intent. Your sword formation can only be regarded as so-so, and you can only bully those of the same level. Monks, if they meet those with strong spiritual consciousness, or those with tough minds and advanced cultivation, they will be nothing more than paper tigers."

"The meaning of spring and the spirit of autumn are what you need to focus on mastering in the future. Also, although you are not a sword cultivator, as a monk or not, your magic weapon is your partner, whether you are a sword cultivator or not. Only when you are familiar with your partners can you cooperate more tacitly." Zhenzun Jiuyuan picked up a chess piece and stared at the chessboard for a long time, with the chess piece turning flexibly on his fingertips.

"That's it for today's guidance. In the past few days, you will have to understand it carefully." After looking at it for a long time, Jiuyuan Zhenzun seemed to have finally figured out where to place the chess pieces. The chess pieces on his fingertips fell on the chessboard with a clatter. between.

Lingchu was about to go back to the house when Jiuyuan Zhenzun, who picked up a chess piece again, seemed to have remembered something and said, "By the way, the firewood is almost gone. It just so happens that you also need to get familiar with your magic weapon." , practice your indomitable murderous aura, and then go chop wood, I only want wood from the forest over there."

Over there in the woods? Lingchu followed his master's gaze to look at a forest in the distance and nodded.

However, what the master meant was to let her use the Liangyi sword and the ink sword to chop trees and wood? Moreover, when cutting down trees and wood, you still have murderous intent? The kind that goes forward in an indomitable way?

After assigning today's tasks, Jiuyuan Zhenzhen completely focused on the chessboard. He had black stones in one hand and white stones in other hands, playing chess with himself, enjoying himself leisurely.

Beside the lake, the big orange cat lay lazily on the rocks, with one paw holding a fat fish and the other paw resting on its chin. From time to time, it directed the snow-white tiger cubs in the water, and its huge tail waggled comfortably. Shake away.

Lingchu cast a look of sympathy at Qingkong. The ink and wash sword and the Liangyi sword did not put away, but directly turned into a string of sword pills and fell into Lingchu's hands.

There is actually another spell in the foundation-building stage called Netherworld Thorn, which is an extremely rare spiritual attack, and it is also a spiritual attack tainted with a trace of pure yin death energy.

Once the opponent's spiritual consciousness is attacked, the pure yin death energy carried on it will permeate the entire sea of ​​consciousness, eating away at the opponent's spiritual power and spiritual consciousness step by step.

It is an extremely deadly technique.

This technique is not very difficult. It just requires continuous cultivation of spiritual consciousness. It purely depends on the strength of divine consciousness and some skills in using it.

The only difficulty is how to control the pure Yin death energy to prevent it from contaminating one's own sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Lingchu controlled this very well, and after all, it came from his own pure Yin death energy. He could easily control it with just a slight movement of his mind. Regarding this technique, Jiuyuan Zhenzhen just took a look at it. He said nothing more.

Lingchu walked on the grass and did not use the wind control technique. Instead, he took a careful look at the secret realm where the god-transforming monks practiced for the first time.

The secret realm is not actually that big, it is more like a space, a space with mountains and water.

A lake, two woods, three or four houses, and five or six peaks are all there is in this secret realm.

Not too big, but not too small either. Looking at it, it seems to have no boundaries.

Needless to say, the secret realm where the cultivating monks practice must be very rich in aura.

This is also true. Lingchu does not need to sit down to breathe and practice. He just breathes in bursts of pure spiritual energy, and the air is refreshing.

The most amazing thing is that Lingchu occasionally sees some lively animals.

Moreover, they are still ordinary animals with no cultivation and even no spiritual intelligence.

It's like a smaller world.

It's really novel.

The secret realm here is not at all like the several secret realms Ling Chu has entered, which are either dangerous or dangerous, or weird and weird. However, the secret realm where the master is located is extremely suitable for self-cultivation and a pure life.

There are mountains and water, the air is sweet and the spirit is strong.

There are also monks who transform gods from time to time to give guidance and practice.

Lingchu swept away the anxiety and uneasiness left by yesterday, and his heart was filled with pride, ambition and expectation.

Unfortunately, when his eyes saw the forest in front of him, the smile on his face froze.

She was far away and couldn't see clearly. When she got closer, Lingchu felt that she still needed to be worried and uneasy.