Sanyuan Palace!
Dharma!
Wang Ming has three kinds of this thing.
They are extracted from "The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will".
In "The Magic of the Tong Family".
There are also those currently in the Shushan Kung Fu Collection.
The "Four Symbols of Heaven's Will" is created through the true accidents of martial arts and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"The Tong Clan's Magic" is condensed with the power of the Tong family.
What Shushan took was a mixture of his own spirit and the free energy of heaven and earth.
Wang Ming easily learned the techniques that could only be used during the Tribulation Period.
Therefore, I am more and more convinced that cultivation in this world is dominated by spiritual power.
Half a month later, three books were placed in front of Wang Ming.
. . . . . . . . .
In a courtyard,
A man in white clothes with an arrogant brow sat on a stone stool and quietly watched a man practicing his sword not far away.
The person practicing the sword was a woman who was dressed simply and looked a little dirty.
This woman has dark skin and looks rustic.
But if you look carefully, you can find that this is not the case. This woman has good facial features and very good skin. The reason why she doesn't look amazing may be because she didn't take a good bath.
The woman stopped practicing her sword and said quickly with an unhappy look on her face: "When can I get my own sword?"
The man in white stood up, shook his head and said, "You may not have a chance to obtain the spirit sword in the near future."
The woman asked in confusion: "Why?"
The man in white sighed and said: "When the Youquan Blood Demon invaded the Shushan Sect, senior brother Dan Chenzi used all the swords as weapons to attack Youquan, and they all self-destructed."
The woman was shocked when she heard this and said, "Then don't I have no chance?"
The man in white comforted him: "You don't have to worry about this. I have organized people to recover the fragments that fell to the ground when Dan Chenzi exploded the Wan Jianfeng Flying Sword. We will use those fragments to re-forge the Flying Sword."
The woman's eyes narrowed and she said stiffly: "Then how long do I have to wait?"
The man in white glanced at the woman with a complex expression and said, "I don't know! It can take as long as ten years or as little as one year. But I will try my best to let you get the flying sword as soon as possible."
The man in white is actually Duan Lei, and the woman is his new apprentice Cheng Letian (that should be her name!) brought back from the mountain.
The woman is the daughter of a rebel king at the foot of the mountain. She grew up in the military, so she has a strong sense of purpose in speaking and doing things, and her character is strong and tough like a soldier.
Duan Lei didn't have any master-disciple relationship with Cheng Letian, but more of a love-at-first-sight relationship between a man and a woman.
The woman also knew her master Duan Lei's thoughts, but she did not reject it. Duan Lei also made it clear from the beginning that he did not want to be her master.
"You said that there is no sword that has no owner, so why do I see that there is a boy in Jian Wan Jianfeng who has one?" Cheng Letian said.
Some time ago, when Wan Jianfeng's flying sword was still there, she was also looking for her own sword on the mountain, but Wang Ming summoned them all and disappeared, leaving only one sword in the place.
So she went to snatch it from the young man, but she failed.
Duan Lei's expression changed when he heard this, but he still patiently said to Cheng Letian: "That sword is one of the strongest Taoist swords in Shushan."
"The strongest?" Cheng Letian's eyes glowed with possessive light.
Duan Lei said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about that sword, you can't get it."
Hearing this, Cheng Letian asked in confusion: "Why? I am a soldier, and I have always believed that good things are only worthy of the strong. Don't you believe it if you try to rob them?"
Duan Lei shook his head and said: "It's useless! That young man's name is Lian Xing. In his previous life, he was actually my senior brother Changkong Wuji. That sword belongs to him and no one can take it away."
Duan Lei felt extremely sad when he said this. He wanted to feel proud that he was not weaker than others.
But he had to admit he lost when it came to weapons.
After losing his weapon, he discovered that people are different.
No matter how hard he tried, the Taiyi Light Sword in his hand was useless when the Youquan Blood Demon arrived.
At this time, a voice suddenly appeared in Lei's mind: "Come and see me!"
Duan Lei's eyes changed, his face became serious, and he took back his Taiyi Light Sword.
Not long after, Duan Lei came to Sanyuan Palace.
"Duan Lei has met the leader!" Duan Lei said to Wang Ming politely.
"Yeah!" Wang Ming nodded.
"I don't know what the head brother has to do with summoning Duan Lei." Duan Lei asked.
"The progress of Lian Xing's recovery has stalled. We cannot place all our hopes on him." Wang Ming said with a serious expression.
"Senior brother, what do you mean?" Duan Lei asked.
"Your senior brother and I have developed a technique during these days in order to better fight against the Blood Demon's counterattack. Are you interested in practicing it?" Wang Ming said slowly.
Obviously Wang Ming used Duan Lei as a guinea pig.
Duan Lei was silent. He understood Wang Mingdao's meaning instantly without being stupid. Of course, Wang Ming had no intention of hiding this matter.
"I am willing to practice!" Duan Lei finally agreed.
Duan Lei's idea is that the senior brother will become more powerful, and the next time the Youquan Blood Demon comes to invade, he will have a greater chance of winning.
Wang Ming smiled and said: "Return! You can practice here!"
Duan Lei turned to his scroll slowly and couldn't help but frowned and said to himself: "Strange! Senior brother doesn't use jade slips, why should he use mortal methods."
Duan Lei circulated his magic power and started practicing.
"bump!"
In the first section, Duan Lei had practiced to this point, and his left shoulder exploded instantly.
The blood flowed profusely for a while, and it was obvious that Duan Lei was seriously injured. Wang Ming immediately cast a spell to make his injury better.
Duan Lei glanced at the technique in front of him in fear, but he still practiced it honestly.
puff!
Duan Lei's handwriting exploded.
Wang Ming used another spell to heal.
Duan Lei continued to practice the skills, and the subsequent progress was very satisfactory, without any backlash from the skills.
At the last minute, something went wrong again.
Duan Lei's spine was completely broken, and the bloody wounds were very horrifying.
Wang Ming threw a spell at Duan Lei, and also took the book, wrote on it, and changed many of its contents.
"Senior Brother Head?" Duan Leixing turned around and saw Wang Ming looking at him not far away.
"Come! I've modified the technique. This time it won't explode again."
Duan Lei's mouth twitched, but he continued to practice. But he complained in his heart: "I have been possessed by fire thirty times before and after. Didn't you say you wouldn't be possessed that time?"
Although he won't die, it really hurts.
He succeeded this time and successfully practiced a spell created by Wang Ming.
"Senior Brother Head, can I pass this skill on to others?" Duan Lei asked.
Wang Ming remembered the scene he had seen with Cheng Letian before, nodded with a half-smile, and agreed with Duan Lei's words.
