The land was barren and the sky was blood red.
It seems like the sun is melting, covering the dome, making the ground appear red and yellow.
The surrounding environment is extremely harsh, and the temperature is high enough to steam raw eggs!
"Sword, sword... my natal sword, come out!"
A bare-armed man with uncanny facial features and a rather strong figure, his whole body was covered with a thick brilliance of light.
The true power of Caimang continued to fluctuate, exuding a sacred aura.
The man maintained a stable posture of sitting cross-legged, suspended in mid-air under the support of the ball of colorful energy.
His eyes were closed tightly, his eyebrows were knitted, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his expression was extremely anxious and nervous.
This young man who devotes himself wholeheartedly to ascetic cultivation has a surname of Ling, which is a real Chinese character.
He is not only the son of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan clan of the Hanlan Continent's Splendid Dynasty, but also the young owner who will definitely inherit the Tianshen Villa in the future.
At this time, Ling Zhen's heart lake was surging, as if it were a flood.
Above the surging water, there was a terrible red flame burning blazingly.
In a man's heart, water and fire coexist, and there are strange phenomena in heaven and earth!
Ling Zhen tried his best to refine this extremely spiritual and aggressive "natal fire" into the shape of a long sword.
As long as you have the natal sword, you can open up a unique natal sword aperture.
If you have a sword inside your orifice, you are a worthy "sword cultivator"!
Taking a person's head from thousands of miles away, flying with a sword, and traveling towards Mu Cangwu in the North Sea... Sword cultivator is the most dashing, romantic, and most lethal existence among the thousands of monks in the world!
Ling Zhen thought about it day and night, longing to become a sword cultivator.
Then, through his own strength, he can earn back the lost face of himself and the entire Tianshen Villa.
Four years ago, Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan clan, and Nangong Hantian, the lord of the Shuanghanzhou Qianjin Dynasty, Huanyuan City. The two heads of a well-known family reached an engagement agreement for their children and wrote a betrothal contract.
On that day, Nangong Hantian and his precious daughter Nangong Bingning made a special trip to the Splendid Dynasty Tianshen Villa to have a simple meeting with their relatives.
After the two families had a meal, Nangong Binning proposed to have a fight with her future husband to test Ling Zhen's cultivation level and aptitude.
Don’t use your full strength, just hit it till the end!
In that battle, Ling Zhen, as the only son of the Ling family, as the young owner of Tianshen Villa, and as the "quasi-son-in-law" of the Nangong family, lost.
Partly due to the fact that he had agreed in advance not to use deadly strikes, Ling Zhen was too hasty and underestimated the enemy. He did not expect that Nangong Bingning would suddenly launch a killing move and was caught off guard.
The reason for the other half's defeat was that Ling Zhen didn't have his own natal sword inside the orifice!
In the battle with Nangong Bingning, in terms of physical strength, fists and feet, weapons and skills, Ling Zhen was not even half behind, and was even above his opponent's fighting level.
But when Nangong sacrificed his natal sword "Frost Dragon", Ling Zhen, who had the upper hand, began to retreat steadily. His bad posture was revealed, and he was unable to withstand the rapid power of the flying sword.
While he was focusing on blocking the Frost-Resisting Dragon Sword, Nangong's vicious palm hit his chest firmly.
If it weren't for the vast amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that nourished the yang energy in the villa, Ling Zhen would most likely have been damaged by the cold energy, and his meridians would have been damaged, and he would have become a useless person who could no longer practice!
After defeating her fiancé Ling Zhen in front of everyone, Nangong Bingning, who has the blood of the Bingyou clan, had no expression on her face and left a sentence: "A guy who is not even a swordsman is not worthy of being my husband!"
In the world of cultivating immortals, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are always respected.
If your fist is not strong enough, you are not qualified to talk about anything!
Before Nangong and his son left, they said that they would visit again in four years. By then, Ling Zhenruo was not yet a swordsman and would not have the level of cultivation or natal sword to surpass Nangong Bingning.
Then the marriage contract between the two families can basically be directly voided!
In order to wash away the shame of defeat and not to be looked down upon by the Nangong family.
Ling Zhen practiced painstakingly for four years in this secret realm called "Red Refining Return to Ruins".
There are no distractions from outside things here.
The environment is harsh and harsh, which is very suitable for monks to exercise their physical bodies.
With sufficient and abundant spiritual energy, anyone who has practiced at the second-level Bigu Realm or above can use this precious Xuanling Qi machine to achieve long-term survival without food or drink!
There is no more perfect and rare holy land for cultivating immortality than this in the world.
For four years, Ling Zhen put aside all distracting thoughts and practiced hard, just to take revenge as a "sword cultivator"!
But today, the four-year appointment has come, but Ling Zhen still hasn't drawn the natal sword contained in his orifice.
Logically speaking, Ling Zhen possesses a rare "innate enlightenment body" that is rare in thousands of years. He can master any technique at a glance and master it immediately without any hindrance. There is no reason why he can't open the sword aperture even at the age of twenty.
But for such a martial arts prodigy with unparalleled achievements and unrivaled ability in the country, his talents are envied by heaven, and it is difficult for people to achieve what they wish for!
When he was ten years old, he tried to open the sword's aperture on his own for the first time. The process originally went very smoothly, but due to fate and jealous fate, he failed to open it in the end.
At that time, Ling Zhen suffered a huge and irreversible accident in the process of refining his sword. His Taoist state was seriously frustrated, and his body and mind were damaged!
After experiencing that painful failure that he couldn't bear to look back on, Ling Zhen fell short every time before he was about to awaken his natal sword.
I still can't get past that final kick, and I still can't become the swordsman I've always wanted to do!
The agreed deadline is getting closer and closer, and in a few days, people from the Nangong family will come again.
The second battle involving dignity will begin soon, but Ling Zhen still doesn't have the inner sword.
The situation is really urgent!
About ten days ago, the raging flames in Ling Zhenxin Lake gradually began to change form again.
This time the "Condensing Sword" is stable and the probability of success is extremely high, even higher than the past few times!
In these days, Ling Zhen meditated like crazy and worked hard, hoping to seize this final opportunity to refine his natal sword.
If this time, it is still as close to the last breath as it was in the past, and it is impossible to condense the sword of destiny.
Then everything is over!
In the Guixu Realm, the young man Ling Zhen has gradually become better in his martial arts practice, and the Qi in his meridians is flowing steadily.
The energetic "flame" in my heart gradually turned into the shape of a sword...
Almost, really almost!
Ling Zhen was covered in sweat, and his colorful aura was extremely chaotic.
He gritted his teeth, concentrated on feeling his own energy, endured the peak of his real power, and once again reached the peak state.
"Come out! Life Sword, why don't you come out..."
It's obviously only half a step away.
It’s just a little bit short!
The mood of despair and loss, like a haze, has almost enveloped this twenty-year-old young man.
It seems that all the efforts made in the past four years have no meaning and value and are all in vain!
Suddenly, a woman walked gracefully and gracefully towards Ling Zhen, who was at the bottom of her mood.
It was a tall beauty wearing a pomegranate-colored tube top dress with a stunning figure.
The woman has a cold appearance, with a cool and noble appearance, like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, full of beauty.
Her manners are graceful and graceful, not inferior to those of the pampered concubines in the palace.
The skin is as white as gelatin, the lotus-rooted arms are like jade carvings, and the skin is so good that there is no blemish!
She has a name that is almost consistent with her temperament, her name is Xu Bailing, and she is the supreme lord in charge of this holy land of cultivation, "Red Lian Guixu".
He is also Ling Zhen’s practical training partner who has worked hard in seclusion for the past four years, as well as his mentor in practicing various techniques!
After getting closer, Xu Bailing's tone was different from usual. She was cold and emotionless, rejecting people thousands of miles away. She frowned and asked, "Have you not drawn your natal sword yet?"
Ling Zhen, who was hanging cross-legged in the air, opened her very handsome and delicate peach blossom eyes, looked at her mentor Xu Bailing, and blinked her long and thick black eyelashes a few times.
He faded away from the fluttering fantasy energy around him and jumped from mid-air to the ground.
Standing in front of the woman in the red dress, Ling Zhen responded with a low voice: "Yes, Sister Xu, this time the Ning Jian is obviously better than before, but it just..."
"Don't make excuses for me. If you can't open it, you can't open it. What else can you say?! Save some face!"
Xu Bailing scolded sternly, "I have worked hard to cultivate you these past four years, and you are using this to repay me? You are an ignorant and incompetent waste!"
After hearing this, Ling Zhen was stunned and dumbfounded.
Why did Sister Xu become like this?
Although Xu Bailing is not always gentle and pleasant, she is always very patient, like a tireless and dedicated teacher, making people easy to get close to.
When he taught Ling Zhen various attribute skills and gave individual guidance as a sparring partner, he always paid close attention to his work and never complained.
I would never say such extremely insulting and excessive words as today!
"Sister Xu, what are you doing today..."
Before Ling Zhen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Bailing loudly: "Shut up, you incompetent low-class disciple, let me see if I don't destroy your bones and break your veins today! "
As he said that, the red dress suddenly appeared.
Taking advantage of the close distance between the two of them, Xu Bailing clenched her fist and quickly punched Ling Zhen in the face.
"What?!"
Ling Zhen was shocked when faced with this surprise attack.
The situation was critical at this moment, and he had no time to think about why Sister Xu wanted to kill him.
The internal energy covering Ling Zhen's body doubled in an instant. He tried his best to turn his body sideways and shift the vitality of his head.
He barely dodged a punch and avoided being hit on the head by the fist!
"Come on! Have you forgotten what I taught you?!"
Xu Bailing shouted impatiently, and then, another terrifying elbow hit Ling Zhen's right temple.
An elbow carrying the sound of wind barely missed Ling Zhen's head a few inches away.
If he hadn't dived down in time to avoid it, this blow would definitely have hit a key point in the brain!
It was through this powerful and extraordinary elbow strike that Ling Zhen fully judged that this was not an ordinary sparring session.
Xu Bailing has really made a killing move and is determined to defeat herself here!
That being the case, there's nothing more to say.
Ling Zhen had no reservations anymore and roared, like a dragon roaring, the sound waves shook the heaven and the earth!
Four years, more than 1,400 hard and tiring days and nights.
Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of Tianshen Villa who used to be the son of a rich man, already had strong practical ability as if he was ready to die.
Not afraid of Xu Bailing's moves, she fought with all her strength!
After dodging another whip kick, Ling Zhen stepped forward, greatly shortening the distance between the two of them, almost face to face.
The fist is like thunder, whistling like wind.
Ling Zhen's already clenched left fist contained powerful and boundless natural power.
The momentum was extremely heavy and hit Xu Bailing firmly in the center of her chest.
One punch made Xu Bailing take several steps back!
Taking advantage of the victory, Ling Zhen threw out his right fist.
The fist hit Xu Bailing's throat directly.
Strive to succeed with one strike!
However, the punch failed, and instead Xu Bailing grabbed an arm with one hand.
Xu Bailing, the master of Red Lian Guixu, successfully controlled Ling Zhen's right arm, making the latter lose room to dodge.
She instantly pushed out a palm.
Snapped!
The Tanzhong point on Ling Zhen's chest was suddenly hit by Xu Bailing's right palm.
The palm of Fuyun's majestic true strength penetrated into Ling Zhen's chest.
Ling Zhen was heartbroken, just when he thought his muscles, bones, and organs would be destroyed by this palm.
The young man was extremely surprised to find that the water in his heart was boiling again.
The hot and bubbling lake water is boiling in the flames, churning violently, and the water waves are surging!
Where does fire come from?
The fire in Ling Zhen's heart has not been extinguished for twenty years.
After being pressed by the true energy of Xu Bailing's palm, the crimson fire magically turned into a majestic fire with endless brilliance!
After the male fire boiled the entire inner lake, it quickly condensed and took shape.
It took the shape of a sword.
The flaming sword!
It seems to be a peerless weapon that only the Flame God can use!
"I...I have my natal sword!"
Ling Zhen was ecstatic, jumping with joy and shouting with great excitement.
As a new swordsman, he moved the flaming sword with his mind and shouted loudly: "The flying sword came out of the body——"
After finishing speaking, an extremely dazzling sacred light burst out from the center of Ling Zhen's eyebrows.
Like opening the eyes of heaven.
That's...fire!
The fire is so shocking that you can’t even open your eyes!
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