Chapter 30 Introduction to Sword Refining

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But despite being weak in strength, the ears and eyes of these land gods are not bad at all. What happened in a land, big or small, can rarely be hidden from those lands - but the problem is, these The earth gods have no one to protect them, and they are all timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Occasionally stepping forward to point out the way to the practitioners has already strengthened their courage. It is almost impossible to ask something from them.

After all, it is difficult for the land god to move freely. If he really offends the wrong people by talking nonsense, he will be eaten alive sooner or later.

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Palace, among the earth gods all over the land, the ones who have died the most are those who talk lightly.

"Land, let me ask you, has there been any change in the Bibo Pond in recent years?" Monk Shi Fang didn't bother to ask the name of this land, and just said in a sarcastic tone.

The Tutu was agitated when he heard this and didn't dare to say anything. He just made a few bows to the monks, turned around, and tried to hide.

"You hairy god, where do you want to go?" The other monk had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the land's hair and lifted him up high. His feet did not touch the ground, which prevented the land from trying to escape.

"Fellow Buddha, please spare your life." The land man said with a bitter face and a cry in his voice, "I don't dare to say it, I really don't dare to say it!"

"We have been ordered to eliminate demons, but your land actually wants to conceal information about demons. Could it be that we have colluded with demons? Believe it or not, Lord Buddha, I will sentence you to death by a thousand cuts? How many knives can an old bone withstand?"

The monk who caught the land just slightly activated his magic power to surround the land with his words, and the figure of the land became more ethereal. "Tell me quickly, what is going on inside the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon Palace."

"Land, you are exposed to the wind and sun here, and any big monster can take your life. If you are willing to inform me about the situation in Bibo Lake, I can make the decision and allow you to have a shelter from the wind and rain in the temple. How about the position?" After singing the black face, someone will naturally come to sing the white face.

But no matter what, the land closed its eyes tightly and ignored these Buddhist monks, looking like it would rather die than surrender.



"Brother, why did you let that land go?" A group of seventeen people finally decided to turn around. On the way, a monk asked the leader Shi Fang.

"These land gods are the most cunning and cunning. The more unwilling they are to tell us the situation, the more it shows that they are not optimistic about our actions." Monk Shi Fang spoke up.

"Who can afford to offend the madman in Bibotan?" Seeing the escaping light of those Yuanshen monks disappearing from the field of vision, the land here shuddered and disappeared into the land.

Although he has never been to the Lining River, there will naturally be lands near the Lining River where he can see the changes in the Lining River, and the news of these lands is shared. This is the reason why the land gods are well-informed. .

Although under the cover of the Buddha's light, the land near the Lining River cannot see what is happening on the dam, but as long as those people are not blind, they must be able to see the movement of the consciousness of the divine light coming from across the sky. , and at the same time, you can also see the dam that turned into scorched earth in the flames-under the undisguised movement, these earth gods can naturally guess what happened on the dam.

It was nothing more than the young gentleman from Dragon Palace resisting Shenguang Jialan's consciousness coming from the air and killing Shenguang Jialan's beloved disciple in front of Shenguang Jialan's eyes!

During this process, it is not said whether the madness displayed by Lin Jiu intimidated other practitioners, but the land gods who knew about it were truly frightened!

Otherwise, the land imprisoned by these Buddhist disciples, looking at the face of the divine light Jialan behind the secret beggar, will more or less reveal some information.

"No..." Just as he was thinking about Lin Jiu, a bolt of thunder exploded in the land god's mind.

"These Buddhist disciples are returning to the Lining River, and the Young Master of the Dragon Palace is heading towards the Dragon Palace from the Lining River - doesn't that mean they will bump into each other?"

"In this case, the Buddhist people won't think that I deliberately trap and kill them, right?" The earth god's forehead felt cold and he quickly made a decision.



In mid-air, the line of fire transformed by Lin Jiu was flying rapidly towards the direction of Bibo Pond.

When he was flying away, he had no intention of covering his tracks. When the line of fire tore through the air in mid-air, it was accompanied by extremely violent thunder.

There was also that incomparable evil energy flowing out in all directions, dyeing the sky into a gloomy one.

The people haven't arrived yet, but the extremely powerful momentum is already leading the way.

Anyone with a little bit of knowledge in the surrounding areas knows that this is a big demon passing by, and those who don't avoid it will die.

The seventeen Yuanshen monks who were returning to Lining River naturally could not detect the oncoming Peiran evil spirit.

"The demonic energy is overflowing, the fire is everywhere, the red energy is swimming, and the burning intention is overwhelming."

"This is the fire method that gives birth to Yuanling!"

As the strongest and most knowledgeable person among them all, Monk Shi Fang made a judgment immediately.

"The fire method, the method has the spirit - this is the strange monster from Bibo Pond!"

"Junior brothers, set up your formation - we can't get rid of the old dragon today, but if we can kill a young master of Dragon Palace who has Yuanling in his power, it can be regarded as an explanation." Monk Shi Fang put the secret alms bowl in his hand on the ground and said The monks recited scriptures orally and used Buddhist teachings to inspire them. The Amitabha soon melted into the earth and turned into a pit.

These monks stood in different directions, and the magic power on their bodies flowed and connected with the mountains, forming a huge formation that enveloped the land for miles around.

Above the clouds, Lin Jiu flew away unscrupulously in the light of fire.

Under the firelight, everything in front of him was pushed away by the extremely tyrannical momentum, and all obstacles, whether visible or invisible, were reduced to nothing in the firelight.

This was a feeling he had never felt since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

The spirit and spirit are in harmony, the mind is free of worries, and one can do as one pleases.

Under this unprecedented feeling, the glimmer of inspiration belonging to the Xingyun Sword Art in Lin Jiu's mind suddenly changed.

Faintly, Lin Jiu actually saw how he could make the Xingyun Sword Technique step in the direction of the door.

"That's it." Lin Jiu's mind was spinning.

Sword Art is a method that those with great supernatural powers can understand by deducing the mystery of the unity of magic and martial arts. Normally, when Lin Jiu understands Sword Art, he only pays attention to the unity of magic and martial arts.

But actually?

What kind of magical power is the combination of magic and martial arts? It is the magical power of killing.

Of course, Sword Jue is no exception!

Refining sword techniques is never a step-by-step matter!

Compared to other people, those who practice swordsmanship value their will more.

Not recklessly, but decisively.

Before taking action, you can prepare and hesitate.

But once you make up your mind, you have to leave no stone unturned.

Just like before, Lin Jiu slapped the divine light Jialan on the face on the Lining River.

Unscrupulous, no room left.