Another month has passed, and Yao Wenyuan is still improving his cultivation in the whirlpool of immortal energy. The whirlpool was really too big, and through Shi Ling's suction, all the immortal energy in a radius of thousands of feet gathered. Yao Wenyuan could not absorb it all by himself in a short time.
Cheng Ling originally wanted to absorb such a strong immortal energy. He believed that as long as it lasted for a period of time, his cultivation level would reach the peak of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal in the middle stage, or even in the later stage.
But when I thought about my body's demand for immortal energy, and I was afraid of drawing out the violent thunder and lightning power again, I had no choice but to give up. After all, this place is where Yao Wenyuan thinks about it, not where he practices.
Cheng Ling was not willing to leave easily. There seemed to be a deep call echoing in his mind, telling him to stay here. He was bored, and then he remembered the power of thunder he felt when he crossed the chain bridge for the first time, and an idea flashed in his mind.
The progress in understanding the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique has been slow. So far, I have only mastered the sixth move. If I can practice the sword under the thunder clouds, can I speed up my understanding? Besides, going to the Iron Chain Bridge, no matter how much lightning power is absorbed, it will not affect the second senior brother.
As soon as he thought of it, he immediately returned from the chain bridge and arrived at the center after walking for a day. Looking at the dense thunderclouds above his head and the bone-shattering wind on both sides, he gritted his teeth, got into a posture, and started practicing.
At first, he didn't dare to relax too much. After all, there was only an iron rope as thick as a child's arm under his feet. Coupled with thunder clouds and strong winds, he was attacked from three sides. He could only regard Gangfeng as his enemy, and faced the wind blade coming towards him, slashing it down with one strike.
After three consecutive days, he gradually became better, his feet became more and more proficient, and his sword skills became faster and faster. His whole body was shrouded in a thin layer of sword energy, and the wind blade brought by the strong wind almost completely lost its effect. he
Only then did he feel completely relieved, and his mind was completely immersed in the Tianlei sword technique.
The thunder in the sky shone brightly, and the six sword moves he had learned were practiced over and over again, becoming more and more proficient, and the power of the sword moves was also increasing at the same time. The first six moves of the Tianlei Sword Technique were used in an infinite cycle. Over time, it almost became an instinct to draw the sword, and finally caught a trace of the seventh ultimate move.
He took a deep breath and prepared to take a rest on the iron chain. But when I looked up inadvertently, I saw a brilliant light shining from the stone wall in the distance. With a thought in my heart, I thought some treasure had appeared, so I hurriedly looked at it.
I saw that the light was colorful, shining for a while and then gradually dimmed. Cheng Ling was confused as to what these lights represented. Just as he was about to explore, the image displayed on the stone wall changed, and the landform seemed to be the same platform as before.
Two monks stood opposite each other on the platform, but the distance was too far, and the reflected images made it difficult to see their faces clearly.
They seemed to be talking about something and looked very close. But suddenly, the monk on the right seemed to be inadvertently, and quietly slapped the monk on the left on the shoulder.
The one on the left was caught off guard, spitting out a mouthful of blood and then dodged. The one on the right pressed forward step by step until he reached the edge of the platform. If he retreated further, he would fall into the cliff.
The monk on the left had no choice but to get angry. His hands turned into afterimages, and a long series of spells bombarded him. However, the monk on the right obviously had a higher level of cultivation. He crossed two and a half circles with his hands and blocked all the spells of the monk on the left.
Then, he took a step forward, pressed closely against the monk on the left, stretched out his right palm, and slapped him on the chest.
A terrible thing happened. After the monk on the left was hit, his whole body seemed to be twisted. The muscles and bones all over his body began to spasm in irregular shapes, and finally turned into a ball of blood mist, which was sucked into the mouth of the monk on the right.
Immediately afterwards, the monk on the right took another step forward, picked up something like a storage ring from the ground, turned his head, and showed a strange smile on his face.
At this moment, a purple thunder struck down heavily, and the sudden light reflected on the screen wall. The monk's profile was clearly displayed on the screen wall!
Cheng Ling's pupils shrank and his whole body was shaken. He couldn't believe his eyes. The monk on the right shows a profile that is 70% or 80% similar to his master, Junzi Immortal King.
He suddenly felt a kind of creepiness. The master in his impression was dignified, majestic and generous. He was a very humble gentleman. How could he show such a sinister smile?
He couldn't believe it at all. When he looked carefully, he saw that the screen wall had returned to its previous shape, with no image showing at all.
Cheng Ling paused for a long time, his mind spinning like a river. After breaking through the Wuji Secret Realm, his master's care for him, his master's wife's sincere teachings, and the protective feelings of his fellow disciples all flashed in his mind.
He really couldn't believe that the master he truly respected could have such a side, and recalling the images he had seen before, it was obvious that the two of them were familiar with each other. The monk on the left never expected that the person on the right would attack him.
"Maybe I saw it wrong before. The image on the photo wall is blurry. Moreover, the master is not on the platform at the moment. What is left behind should be the afterimage of someone else."
Cheng Ling talked to himself, as if he didn't believe what he saw before him, but there was a trace of concern deep in his heart. The scene he saw before was probably an afterimage of someone who didn't know when. All kinds of coincidences came together. It showed up again.
He was so confused that he no longer had the intention to continue practicing his sword, but walked towards the platform.
Including his own enlightenment time, Yao Wenyuan has already thought about it for more than half a year, and the remaining half a year will pass quickly. At that time, he will ask him what the image left by the screen wall is about.
Back on the platform, Yao Wenyuan was still practicing, his whole body wrapped in the whirlpool of immortal energy. Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling's spiritual consciousness keenly discovered that his cultivation level had risen to a small level, reaching the late stage of Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal.
Cheng Ling didn't want to be disturbed, so he walked into the cave and recalled what he had seen before. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and that weird smile kept appearing in front of his eyes. Although I don’t want to admit it, the profile of the owner and the master are so similar!
After coming to this world, he had a total of three masters. Xuan Lingzi sacrificed his life for him and died such a tragic death; the second one was Yang Hongqiu. The two were both teachers and friends, and they seemed to have an inexplicable affection mixed with them.
But Cheng Ling knew that once he was in danger, Yang Hongqiu would definitely fight to the rescue! On the contrary, he also regards her as a relative and is not willing to let her suffer any injustice.
The third place is Jiang Haoyang, the Gentleman Immortal King! After ascending to the fairy world, he was directly captured by the demonic monks. The ten years on the island group can be said to be shocking and full of murderous intent!
He was lonely, and he didn't even dare to reveal his cultivation level easily. Fortunately, all of it was wiped out in his plan. The first time he met the Fairy King Gentleman, he offered him a helping hand and averted a crisis.
Later, he competed for disciples, broke into the Wuji Secret Realm, and finally joined Junzifeng. Although there was no direct concern, all of them were inextricably linked.
Cheng Ling is so kind! Immortal King Junzi gave him a warm place to practice, coupled with the grace of saving his life, and the kindness of the senior brothers and sisters at Junzi Peak, all of which he remembered deeply in his heart, and he did not want what he saw to be true.
I stayed silent in the cave for several months, trying to convince myself, but in the end it was backfired. The scene at that moment was like a nightmare that could not be eliminated from my mind!
"That's all, no matter what he does to others, as long as he doesn't let me down, I won't let him down! Besides, I can't completely confirm it just based on the vague scene!"
After a long period of struggle, he almost collapsed, and finally chose to be an ostrich and turn a blind eye. In short, he would try to stay away from his master in the future.
Once the knot in my heart is let go, I immediately feel relaxed, my soul returns to purity, and my understanding of the way of heaven seems to have increased a little.
Cheng Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly. He would rather not have such a bonus. Calculating the time, more than half a year has passed, and there are only more than twenty days left before a year of thinking about the past.
He stood up and walked out of the cave for the first time. He saw Yao Wenyuan meditating, and the whirlpool of immortal energy in the sky had disappeared. His spiritual consciousness swept over and found that his cultivation had reached the perfection of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal.
Yao Wenyuan sensed Cheng Ling's gaze, opened his eyes, smiled at him, and said: "Junior brother, I am really grateful to you for thinking about this. I originally thought that it would be impossible to reach the perfection of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal without five or six years. I can’t believe that we did it in just one year!”
Cheng Ling forced out a smile and said, "Congratulations, Second Senior Brother!"
"Haha, we are all happy together! Haven't you also been promoted from the early stage to the middle stage? Besides, how fast I can progress is thanks to the Tao charm emanating from your epiphany, which has greatly enhanced my understanding of the way of heaven. I think you must have The annual income is not just an improvement in cultivation, right?"
"Yes, but let's not talk about him for now. Second Senior Brother, I have always had some questions and would like to ask Senior Senior Brother!"
"Haha, there's no need to be so polite. You and I are from the same sect and are as close as brothers. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter!"
Cheng Ling pondered for a while and asked: "I want to ask why the master only accepted you and my senior brother as two disciples. Look at other Immortal Kings, their direct disciples are basically full, at least seven or eight. Master's requirements for accepting disciples Have you always been tall?"
Yao Wenyuan sighed and said: "No, in fact, the master used to have ten direct disciples, but after so many years, many of them have died, and today there are only three of us left."
"Why? How did they fall?"
Yao Wenyuan said: "Actually, I was originally ranked fifth under the master, but now my senior brother is only ranked fourth. It turns out that many of those senior brothers died in accidents, and even the search could not find a trace, especially the senior senior brother who disappeared without a trace. "
Cheng Ling's heart moved, as if he had caught something, and he quickly asked: "Can you tell me more about it? It will also help me know more about the master!"
Yao Wenyuan nodded slowly, and after a moment he said sadly: "The first to die was the Seventh Junior Brother. His understanding and qualifications were the best among us, and he was the most favored disciple by the Master besides the Senior Brother."
"And he also has an identity, that is, he is the nephew of the long-lost Empress of Life."
"Empress of Life? Who is that?"
"Junior brother, you must have heard of Thunder Wuji Songfeng Chao, right? This sentence covers the four most powerful immortal emperors in the immortal world! And the Empress of Life is an outstanding figure of the same generation as these four immortal emperors, and her power in debate is not there Under four people.”
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