After waking up, Qingyi asked Cheng Ling: "Brother Cheng, why is your swordsmanship style so changeable?"
Cheng Ling said: "The sword skills in the world are as endless as the sands of the Ganges River. But no matter what kind of sword skills, as long as your sword skills are sufficient, it will be like standing on the top of a mountain and overlooking everything."
"But at the same time, the scenery at the bottom of the mountain is beautiful and different. When they come together, they form a whole mountain. The same is true for practicing swordsmanship. You can experience various swordsmanships, master the essence of various swordsmanships, and use them to Integrate yourself and you can become the person standing on the top of the mountain.”
Qingyi seemed to understand, but she knew that Cheng Ling would never harm her, so she calmed down and continued to ask Cheng Ling for advice.
Time passed day by day, and two years later, Qingyi felt that her sedimentation had reached the limit. The senior sister was practicing in the Yin Pond again, and was now preparing to survive the fourth decline of heaven and human beings in the third level.
In just five years, he survived two declines in one fell swoop, something he never even dreamed of. During this period, Cheng Ling gave her great help. Moreover, they would still have to find Master Mingzhi and continue to the high-grade virtual world.
The cold and cold atmosphere of the evil place is so strong that there is no need to set up the spirit gathering array at all. Furthermore, when it comes to Buddhism? Assistance is second to none.
But this time, Cheng Ling took out six pure bamboos and said, "Sister Qingyi, the risks involved in overcoming tribulations in such a short period of time are too great. I hope these six pure bamboos can be helpful to you."
Qingyi was dumbfounded and almost couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't expect that six pure bamboos would fall into Cheng Ling's hands. With this Buddhist weapon, it would be easy to overcome the tribulation.
Sure enough, in just the past three months, Qingyi had survived the fourth decline of heavenly beings, and her aura was extremely powerful. Cheng Ling glanced at her and speculated that her current cultivation level was almost as high as the Seven-Star Immortal Emperor.
In the following months, the two continued to sparring, which not only helped Qingyi improve her swordsmanship, but also completely stabilized her newly promoted cultivation.
Qingya's refining speed of Yinchi was slightly slower than Qingyi's, and it took three years and four months for all the refining to be completed. Naturally, her cultivation has also reached the perfection of the third decline of heaven and human beings.
He let out a long whistle, looked up and couldn't help but be startled, and said happily: "Junior sister, have you survived the fourth decline of heavenly beings?"
But before Qingyi could answer, the three of them were teleported away by a repulsive force.
Cheng Ling repeated his old tricks and quickly found the two women and took them to a third evil place. After rushing all the way to the third floor, he suggested: "You can refine this Yin Pond together to speed up the process."
The two women nodded immediately, and a trace of sadness flashed in Qingya's eyes. She knew that Cheng Ling was ready to leave. Thinking about this journey of guarding, for the past six years, he also had to practice himself, so it was impossible to help all the time.
Perhaps only if he and his junior sister become stronger can they be by his side. Adjust your mood, jump into the pool with Qingyi, absorb and refine.
The two of them absorbed it at the same time, and the speed was indeed much faster. The liquid in the Yin Pool gradually decreased. Six months later, Qingya stopped practicing and survived the fourth decline of heavenly beings with the help of Cheng Ling.
At this time, Cheng Ling breathed a sigh of relief. At almost the level of the Seven-Star Immortal Emperor, coupled with the supreme inheritance of Fanhua Temple, the two women should be able to block the king of the eight clans with their combined efforts.
Next, as long as the three people teleport out of this underground palace, he can go to the high-grade virtual world, where he can surely achieve the balance of yin and yang in his immortal energy.
There are no years of cultivation, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. The two women's cultivation has further improved, and Qingyi has reached the seventh level.
In the late stage of the Star Immortal Emperor, Qing Ya was slightly inferior, and he had also reached the middle stage of the Seven Star Immortal Emperor. In terms of swordsmanship, he had made rapid progress under Cheng Ling's intentional guidance. He had mastered the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique and the Lotus Sword Technique to great perfection.
When the Yin Pool was completely absorbed and refined, the two women looked at Cheng Ling, full of reluctance. Qingyi's eyes were slightly red and she said, "Brother Cheng, we have to say goodbye today. I don't know when we can see each other again."
Cheng Ling was also sad and sighed: "Don't worry, we might still be able to meet each other in the upper-level virtual world. The way forward is up to you."
Qingya's eyes widened and she said: "Brother Cheng, don't worry. When we return to our sect, we will definitely persuade Fanhua'an to put aside the grievances between Buddhism and Taoism for the time being and do our best to drive out the foreign races."
Cheng Ling was overjoyed. With the help of Fanhua Temple, the goal of this trip was half accomplished. As long as he got the support of Zending Mountain, the Buddhist side didn't have to worry. At that time, he will unite the other Taoist forces and work together to drive out all the races outside the territory.
While they were deep in thought, the repulsive force came as expected, and the two women heard only one voice in their ears: "Two junior sisters, I'll see you again when we have the chance," and then disappeared.
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Master Mingzhi woke up leisurely, but soon, she felt an inexplicable pain in her lower body. The skin on her body was covered with bruises and she was completely naked. A splitting headache.
"evil creature......"
Her heart was filled with despair, the previous experiences were pouring into her mind like a nightmare, and she was almost in pain.
"How can I go to see the ancestors of Fanhua Temple?" In despair, she thought of death. As soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, the relic sword and Nine Dragons Amber Armor buried in the ground came into his palm.
Slowly raising the relic sword, and just as he was about to kill her with his neck, the scene of Kong Ji's naked body pressing on her suddenly appeared in his mind. At this moment, the hand holding the sword actually trembled slightly.
"No, I can't just die like this, whether it's for Fanhua Temple or to expose Kong Ji's evil deeds to the world. I must take revenge! Anyone who bullies me will have to pay a heavy price... "
Her eyes flashed with hatred. Strangely enough, her body, which was originally deeply poisoned, was relieved by more than half at this moment, and her cultivation gradually recovered. He stood up tall, his eyes were firm, and he held the relic sword tightly in his hand, heading towards the exit of the virtual world.
.......
The dark sky, the vast and desolate land. A purple figure shot through the sky from a distance like a meteor at an astonishing speed.
There was a loud bang, the ground was like a drum and the people were like mallets. During the vibration, countless sound waves spread heavily. After the purple figure landed, it disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it appeared thousands of miles away.
A few breaths after the purple figure disappeared, a large group of Yin spirits chased at extremely fast speeds, seemingly endless at a glance.
Here, it is already the high-grade virtual world, and the purple figure is Cheng Ling.
Ever since he entered the high-grade virtual world, he was shocked by the rich cold aura inside. The Yin energy emitted by the light in the virtual world is similar to the Yin pool in the middle-grade virtual world.
But relatively speaking, the Yin spirits in the high-grade virtual world are more numerous and more powerful. The worst thing is that those Yin spirits have developed some sanity and can release some sword moves and martial arts, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
On this day, Cheng Ling was surrounded by countless Yin spirits. After fighting hard, he broke through a gap and escaped.
But soon, his spiritual consciousness swept over and found that there seemed to be something strange in front of him. Without any hesitation, he turned around and rushed over. Can
After traveling for more than ten miles, he stopped again.
The huge palace complex is located on the barren land. The palaces on the periphery have collapsed due to previous battles and are like ruins. Only a few palaces inside are still barely intact.
The style of this palace is similar to the evil places seen before, but it is larger and is above the ground.
Just as I was thinking about whether to go in, I suddenly felt countless ghosts chasing me from behind. His eyes shone with a bit of brilliance, his figure flashed, and he immediately approached.
The doors of these palaces were all open, allowing others to enter without any defense. However, Cheng Ling stopped when he rushed to the door of one of the palaces. The palace was dark, and he vaguely felt a hint of danger. , as if something terrible was waiting for him inside.
Just as he paused, a figure flew past him at an astonishing speed, without stopping at all, waving his arms to grab him above his head.
Cheng Ling dodged sideways and cut off the Yin spirit's arms with a single stroke of the dragon feather sword. But soon, more than ten Yin spirits came over. He was stuck at the door of the hall, his movements unchanged, and he had no choice but to do so. I could only rush in headfirst.
The palace was dark without a trace of light. Cheng Ling carefully went deeper based on his feeling. Suddenly, a weird roar sounded, astonishing evil energy billowing, a wave of malice, and shouts also sounded, with a bit of panic.
A few breaths later, a violent roar exploded, stirring in the palace, and then fell silent in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
"What's going on?" Cheng Ling's eyes were focused, and the light in his eyes swept across, as if to penetrate the darkness in the palace. If he only felt danger before, now he felt a little more depressed.
After pondering for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and stepped on the ground to continue moving forward. A quarter of an hour passed like this, Cheng Ling gradually became familiar with the darkness, and could see the surrounding scenes with his eyes.
At a glance, there were several corpses lying on the ground. Judging from their attire, they were all Buddhist monks. Behind the corpses, figures stood quietly in the corners of the palace. They looked like statues, but Cheng Ling's pupils shrank.
Yin spirit!
And it is an extremely powerful Yin spirit!
After continuously passing through the three virtual realms of lower, middle and upper levels, Cheng Ling gradually enriched his understanding of Yin spirits. In the low-grade virtual world, Yin spirits are generally weak in strength and are easy to kill. Their bodies only appear light blue.
In the middle-grade virtual world, Yin Ling's body color is darker, and his combat power has been increased by one level, almost like a human's one-star immortal emperor.
In the high-grade virtual world, the bodies of Yin spirits turn completely dark blue, and their combat power is extremely strong. Each of them can rival the five-star Immortal Emperor.
However, the blue of these Yin spirits that caught the eye was deeper, as if they were stained with ink. It was terrifyingly deep, and their aura was stronger, no less than that of King Qiao Xuan.
If there were just one or a few such Yin spirits, he wouldn't be afraid, but there were more than a hundred Yin spirits in front of him. Cheng Ling had a creepy feeling. A look of cold murderous intent from Dao Sen fell on him, and every look put great pressure on him.
Moreover, there was a very obscure gaze sweeping across. Cheng Ling didn't know where the obscure gaze was, but that gaze brought great pressure to himself, and the pressure almost made it difficult for him to breathe.
Soon, those Yin spirits moved, and the astonishing evil spirit and cold breath spurted out from them. It was very strong and filled the palace, making the already dim light even darker.
