After the refining of the nourishing incense was completed, Cheng Ling did not stop. One incense stick is not enough. After I leave the sword tomb, I still need the old man to take care of me and refine more.
He took out all the materials in the ring and continued to refine it.
One day later, all the materials were refined, and a total of fifty incense sticks were refined. He called Zhang Hu, handed him the flame crystal, and told them to practice well before returning to the trial hall.
After returning to the hall, he said to Yuan Ling: "Old man, take me to your consciousness space."
As soon as Yuan Ling moved, he pulled Cheng Ling into the consciousness space, transformed his body, and asked, "Jianzi, what are your orders?"
Cheng Ling said: "Old man, I gained many benefits during the trial. Among them is an alchemy inheritance. The owner's name is Wei Liao. I wonder if you know it."
"Wei Liao Sword Emperor? I didn't expect that the sword had such a deep connection that it could be inherited from him!"
"Yes, but it's a pity that he only left behind the alchemy inheritance. But this is enough. I found a kind of incense in the inheritance. The name is Yangshen Incense. I hope it will be useful to you."
The old man was so excited that he was shaking all over, and his illusory spirit body seemed to be dissipating. Cheng Ling was startled and said hurriedly: "Old man, don't get excited. Tell me first if it is of any use to you?"
The old man managed to stabilize his mind, bowed to Cheng Ling, and said, "Thank you Jianzi, this nourishing incense is indeed useful to me. If combined with this Yuan Shen Bead, my Yuan Shen can last longer."
Cheng Ling took out a handful of nourishing incense and said: "There are fifty incense sticks here. Unfortunately, there are too few materials to refine the incense. I searched the treasury and the furnace and found only these. How much time can I delay you? life?"
"Haha, yes, I never thought I would have such an opportunity. That's enough, I'm very satisfied. Jianzi, one stick of these nourishing incense can last for a year. If you use it sparingly, maybe more."
Cheng Ling took a long breath and thought to himself: One stick lasts for one year, fifty sticks means fifty years. The time is still too little. I hope I can find some incense ingredients outside!
Handing the nourishing incense to the old man, Cheng Ling said: "Old man, after leaving the Sword Tomb, I will continue to look for materials, hoping to extend your life."
Yuan Ling's eyes flashed, he glanced at Cheng Ling meaningfully, and asked, "Jianzi, what do you need me to do?"
Cheng Ling nodded slowly. The old man was worthy of being an old monster with hundreds of millions of years of history. He was indeed extremely shrewd. He then said: "I want you to guard the sword pavilion well and not let anyone enter this place. Wait until I come back!"
"Jianzi, do you have any plans?"
"Yes, old man, I won't hide it from you. Originally, I had no interest in reviving swordsmanship, but after going through the three levels of heaven, earth, and man, I have a slight resonance with what ancient sword cultivators pursue and what they believe in."
"But it's not enough. It's so difficult to revive the way of swordsmanship. With my own strength, even if I add the strength of eight other people, I still can't stand in the way of the monastic system in this world."
"Therefore, I need to develop the power of swordsmanship and cultivate monks who support swordsmanship. The sword pavilion here can completely serve as the foundation for the revival of swordsmanship in the future and the foundation for cultivating talents for swordsmanship. I have seen the methods of ancient swordsmanship, which are far from those of this world. It’s within the reach of sword cultivators.”
"Although I don't agree with their view of the ultimate sword, even so, the swordsmanship resources here are still the best in the world.
Therefore, only by guarding this place can we have hope of revival and let the seeds of kendo take root and germinate! "
Yuan Ling's eyes gradually became moist. He has been looking forward to Cheng Ling's arrival for many years. Only a person like him who combines talent, wisdom and vision can bring a glimmer of hope to Kendo. He bowed deeply and said, "Yes, I will obey Jianzi's orders and will definitely guard this place."
Cheng Ling continued: "The road to cultivating Taoism is bumpy, and the road to the revival of Swordsmanship is even more thorny. Seniors guarding this place is the hope of Swordsmanship. However, we should not insist on this. If we are unable to do so, we still hope to take care of ourselves and leave the fire. .”
"Yes, thank you Jianzi for your concern."
"Okay, you now understand my purpose. I still have one more question I would like to ask."
"Jianzi, please tell me!"
"In the secret trial realm, all I met were swordsmen of the extreme style. Why have I never seen anyone who also practices that style?"
The old man let out a long sigh and said: "Jianzi didn't know something. I am the only disciple of that sect who is also a cultivator. The others have all left!"
"Why? Where are they going?"
"After the great battle hundreds of millions of years ago, the sword pavilion was completely destroyed, and only about thirty people survived. Among them, there were eighteen people who were in the extreme stream, and fifteen others who were concurrently cultivating the stream. They felt that the way of swordsmanship was declining, and finally decided to leave the sword pavilion, and they have disappeared since then."
Cheng Ling was silent, the swordsmanship of the concurrent style was much more open-minded than the extreme style. They hit a wall in the way of swordsmanship, and after understanding the power of artistic conception, they can easily switch to the way of law or martial arts. Only the swordsmen of the extreme style will cling to the ancestral method.
However, since then, another hidden danger has remained. He then asked: "Do you know where those people have gone? Do they still remember where the sword pavilion is?"
The old man said: "I understand Jianzi's concerns. I don't know where they are going. However, it is impossible to return to Jiange again."
"Why?"
"Can Jianzi find any kind of skills or swordsmanship outside of the extreme flow in the secret realm?"
Cheng Ling thought for a moment and said, "No, even those sword elves and swordsmen use extreme swordsmanship."
"Yes, not only did they leave on their own, but they also took away the secrets of martial arts hidden in the sword pavilion. Moreover, changes occurred in the sword pavilion not long after they left. Sword elves began to be born, and defensive formations were integrated into sword cultivation. It is extremely difficult to enter the soul again."
"In that case, how can we come in?"
"The sword entered here, which really surprised me. By chance, I killed a large number of sword elves and opened the way to enter. Such a coincidence is rare, so the problem should not be big."
Cheng Ling was silent. In his gut feeling, there must be descendants who left the sword pavilion and come here again. But at present, he has no ability to stop it. The defensive formation and the sword energy stone forest cannot be changed with his current formation level. .
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. Thinking of the island formation in the Canglang Sea, maybe the monk who set up that formation would have the strength to change the defense of the sword pavilion!
My formation cultivation has been stuck at the sixth level and has not made any progress for so many years. Now that the exploration of the secret realm of Sword Tomb has been completed and his cultivation level has reached the peak of the middle stage of distraction, it seems that it is time to head to Canglang Sea.
Having made up his mind, there was no need to dwell too much. After chatting with the old man for a few words, he left the conscious space and returned to the trial hall.
Unexpectedly, when I returned to the hall, I didn't see anyone. With a sweep of his consciousness, he found that they were all practicing in the space outside the hall. Turn around and leave the hall, heading outside.
In the space outside, five people were sitting cross-legged, and only Bai Yiyi was fighting the sword elf. Gu Youlan's cultivation reached the peak of the middle stage of divine transformation, and the cultivation of Wu Chenlong, Xi Yan, and Zhang Hu also reached the early stage of divine transformation.
Because they were transferring their cultivation skills, the thunder tribulation the three of them had experienced did not need to be experienced again. Now looking at their auras, they have made great progress, and their foundation has been laid a lot stronger.
He nodded with satisfaction and asked Song Yingjie, "Brother Song, are you ready to enter the trial space?"
"Yes, although I'm not very strong, I want to give it a try."
"Okay, let's go in first. Brother Jian should be coming out soon. You can enter the human level first. Remember, it's best to choose the normal difficulty."
Song Yingjie agreed and returned to the trial hall.
Bai Yiyi was able to kill a dark blue sword elf. When he saw Cheng Ling coming out, he turned around and said, "Brother Ling, the basic sword style you taught is very practical. I feel that my strength has been improved again, and the power of the sword technique has been improved." Stronger."
Cheng Ling smiled slightly, woke everyone up, and said: "You can practice the basic style every day. There is also a realm of swordsmanship. I wonder how far you have mastered it? How about this, you each fight with me, let me Look at your state."
Bai Yiyi was extremely excited and said, "I'll come first!"
After saying that, he went to kill Cheng Ling first.
Cheng Ling nodded secretly. Bai Yiyi's foundation was still very solid. The realm of swordsmanship was probably the peak of the first level, and it was very close to the second level of human-sword integration.
He suppressed his realm to the early stage of the second level and started fighting Bai Yiyi. Each strike was deliberately slowed down to allow her to see it more clearly.
However, Bai Yiyi felt that Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was like an antelope hanging its horns. It was so exquisite that he could predict the direction of his attack with every step. It was very hard for him to resist every sword attack. After fighting for less than half an hour, he jumped out of the sword. lock up.
He said angrily: "No fight! No fight! Brother Ling, your swordsmanship makes people feel uncomfortable. What kind of swordsmanship is that?"
Cheng Ling explained: "The realm of swordsmanship is divided into four levels. The first level is that people are people and swords are swords. The second level is the integration of humans and swords. What I just used is the primary stage of the integration of humans and swords; this Realm people and swords are indistinguishable from each other. The sword is like an extension of the arm. The lethality and subtlety of the swordsmanship used in this way are superior to ordinary swordsmanship."
"What are the third and fourth floors?" Gu Youlan interjected and asked.
"The third level is the Heart Sword. Wherever the heart moves, the sword is located. This state is already extremely difficult for sword cultivators to reach."
"The fourth level is the sword of mind. As long as the mind moves, it can kill the enemy without any medium. This is the highest state of swordsmanship."
"Boss, what state are you in now?"
"I'm at the top of the second level now." Cheng Ling didn't tell them the truth, not that he didn't trust them, but to leave some trump cards for himself, which would often have unexpected effects at critical moments.
He continued: "The realm of swordsmanship is the foundation and foundation of a swordsman's swordsmanship! Only when the realm of swordsmanship is solid and the same sword technique is used can one be superior to others. Okay, now each of you will fight with me. Field, understand the mystery of the realm of swordsmanship!"
