"The path of sword cultivation today is certainly simple and easy, but fellow Taoist Yin, look, how can my physical body withstand the violence of the sword energy?" Lin Jiu spread out his palms, which were extremely pale, and he could see that they were filled with energy and blood. Two losses, a big loss of essence.
Today's sword cultivation path is full of sword energy, which is extremely sharp.
Therefore, if you want to achieve success in sword cultivation, the first thing a practitioner must do is to have a strong enough physical body, and the meridians in the body must be able to withstand the flow of sword energy. Otherwise, he will hurt himself before hurting others. , before the practitioner has made any progress on the path of sword cultivation, the sword energy he has swallowed has already reached his heart, and finally he is dejected and dies at the end of his life.
"What a pity." Yin Jue looked at Lin Jiu's palm, his eyes full of regret.
The path of ancient sword cultivation is countless times more difficult than that of modern sword cultivation.
Lin Jiu was able to comprehend the talent of sword energy by following the path of ancient sword cultivation. If he switched to the path of modern sword cultivation, he would be almost certain to achieve success.
However, his extremely fragile body restricted his development.
Yin Jue looked at the clean bowl next to Lin Jiu again.
The broth contained so much vitality that he couldn't bear it after just one sip.
Lin Jiu, on the other hand, was able to drink the entire bowl of broth in one gulp - and after drinking it, the paleness on his face did not improve in any way.
This is enough to prove that Lin Jiu's condition is not only a loss of energy and blood, but also a more serious injury to the origin of the body, so that his energy is constantly passing away - if this broth is not used to replenish vitality, Lin Jiu might have lost his life in his dream even if he slept for a while.
Thinking of this, Yin Jue couldn't help but feel a little more pity and sadness in his eyes when he looked at Lin Jiu.
A person whose talent is not inferior to him, or even higher than him, is trapped by his injuries, struggling between life and death all day long... he may even die on the bed.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Yin, who are you?" Drunk, Lin Jiu pointed at the other practitioners on the boat.
There are forty or fifty cultivators on this big ship, and there are also five who have achieved Yuan Shen.
Along the way, apart from those sects, this was the first time Lin Jiu saw a large number of practitioners gathered together.
And he is a disciple from a big sect, bringing with him a lot of casual cultivators - the disciples of the big sect have always looked down on those casual cultivators, and all the casual cultivators basically have ill intentions towards the disciples of the big sect. Being together is very rare.
"Fellow Taoist, you don't know?" Yin Jue was extremely surprised.
"Should I know?" Lin Jiu was also extremely surprised.
He and Princess Wan Sheng traveled all the way, and the journey they took was an extremely strange journey. Unless they deliberately inquired, otherwise, they basically had no idea what had happened in this world.
Looking at the practitioners on the boat, Lin Jiu immediately became interested in what was happening in this world.
——It must be no small matter to be able to attract the attention of a sword cultivator from a big sect and entangle a large group of people.
And the opportunity that can seduce a sword cultivator from a major sect is definitely not a small opportunity.
For Lin Jiu, what he cares about is not necessarily the chance, but the other things that may come with the chance - the precious medicine that can replenish qi, blood and essence.
Whether it is the growth of the poisonous sky or Lin Jiu's own second head that is about to grow, it requires a lot of irrigation of essence and blood.
Nowadays, although there is Tai Sui meat that can last for a while, these Tai Sui meat will not last long.
What's more, now that Princess Wan Sheng has weapons and fire clothes, she also has the ability to protect herself. Lin Jiu doesn't have to stay by Princess Wan Sheng's side all the time.
Naturally, Lin Jiu became curious about the purpose of Yin Jue and others.
"Do you know, fellow Taoist, Shanlong?"
"Mountain dragon?" Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat.
Of course he knew about Shanlong.
Although there is a dragon in the name of Mountain Dragon, in fact, Mountain Dragon has nothing to do with the dragon clan.
The mountain dragon is a kind of mud fish in the mountains, which was formed after unintentionally swallowing some kind of treasure in the mountains. It is a miraculous thing that lives in symbiosis with it.
In the end, the magic displayed by the mountain dragon is also related to the things it coexists with.
If it is a mineral, then if it is placed in the veins, the corresponding spiritual iron gold can be continuously produced.
If it is elixir, then you can feed the mountain dragon with ordinary elixir, and then use the blood of the mountain dragon to water other more precious elixirs to make the elixir more powerful.
Of course, in addition to this, the very existence of the mountain dragon is the essence of the mountain, which means huge vitality.
"According to my information, the mountain dragon is currently locked in a deep mountain by the monks of Tianlian Temple. What do you think, fellow Taoist Lin, are you interested in getting a vote?"
"Is it too much of a coincidence?" Lin Jiu suppressed the throbbing in her heart.
Just when he needed something to replenish his vitality, someone brought news about the mountain dragon...
"It's not a coincidence." Yin Jue's eyes were indifferent, and he had full confidence in his news.
"Young Daoist Lin don't know something. Ever since the sky changed not long ago, opportunities have appeared everywhere in the world. Things like mountain dragons are just one of countless opportunities."
As Yin Jue spoke, a hint of coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes, "The last time the weather changed, there was an ancient Buddha injured in the western sky. It is said that the chance that fell between heaven and earth this time was that ancient Buddha. After the injury, the turmoil in the vitality of the world was revealed."
"Ancient Buddha in the West?" Lin Jiu couldn't help but think of the mark on his sleeve, and the Dingguang Happy Buddha. "Could it be him?"
"How about it, Fellow Daoist Lin, have you thought about it?" Yin Jue flicked the long sword on his back, eager to try.
Today, sword cultivators and their sword energy are connected by life and death, and in the process of their cultivation, they also spend countless energy and countless magical materials to refine their swords, making their swords perfect step by step. Growth - this is why Yin Jue was entangled in the coming of the people after learning about the mountain dragon.
If the mountain dragon happens to be the mountain dragon that coexists with the divine gold, then with the mountain dragon's continuous production of divine gold spiritual iron, he doesn't know how much effort he can save when forging swords.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are following the path of ancient sword cultivation. Based on the divine gold and spirit iron, you seek quality rather than quantity. This is exactly the opposite of our modern sword cultivation. Coupled with your current situation, if you are willing to join, I I can make an agreement with you."
"If the mountain dragon is a symbiosis of gods and gold, I will compensate you with the same blood elixir. If the mountain dragon is a symbiosis of elixir, I will share the profits with you equally. If the mountain dragon is the most powerful How about I give you all the essence of ordinary vitality?" Yin Jue was completely sincere in inviting Lin Jiu.
"Forget it about compensation." Lin Jiulang said, not knowing what was going on. Looking at Yin Jue, he just felt extremely pleasing to the eye.
"Fellow Daoist Yin is so generous, how can I take advantage of you? If it is really a mountain dragon that coexists with gods and metals, just think that my trip was in vain."
"readily!"
"That's it." Yin Jue laughed.
"Wait!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a voice on the boat.
“Brother Yin Dao’s words, where do they put me?”
But among the casual cultivators brought by Yin Jue, a Yuanshen Taoist spoke out unconvinced.
