Li Zhenghao's magical body was chopped into pieces by Liang Xingyang's flying sword. Although it was not completely destroyed, it also shattered countless beliefs and shattered many wishes, at least one third of which was lost!
The flying sword continued to fly to behead him, and Li Zhenghao roared: "Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!" He shook the long-handled white bone hammer in his hand.
The long-handled bone hammer is the weapon of the Bone General. The hammer head is made of many skeletons gathered together. A bone general like An Zhongyu who has cultivated a true magic body starts with twenty-one hammer-headed skeletons and reaches forty. Nine is the highest.
There are at least seven, at most twenty, hammer-headed skeletons for little generals who have only cultivated the phantom magic body, and those below seven are bone mage.
There were twelve skeletons on Li Zhenghao's hammer. When he shook the hammer, all the skeletons on the hammer flew down and grew to the size of a wheel. They whined and howled and rushed towards Liang Xingyang. As the saying goes, a general is courageous. When the other Bone Masters saw this, they all calmed down, stabilized their positions, shook their staffs, and the skeletons at the end of the staffs flew down one after another and attacked Liang Xingyang.
There were nearly a hundred of these skeletons, surrounding the center from all sides. Each skeleton was spitting out black smoke and green fire. The fireworks formed a circle and quickly tightened, submerging Liang Xingyang in it.
Liang Xingyang made a gesture with his right hand to control the sword. The light of the sword shone like electricity, jumping back and forth, left and right, and jumping in all directions. The blade of the sword passed across the skeleton, making a "creak" sound. The bones shattered, and the broken bone residue was burned by the green fire, turning into brilliant colors. green fireworks splashing everywhere.
He made a divine fire seal with his left hand and pointed at the bonfire. The flames in the fire were like pouring several large barrels of burning oil, burning violently, and a fire dragon emerged from it, emerging with its teeth and claws. This giant flame dragon was as thick as a wheel and more than ten feet long. It snaked into the air. Only one of them escaped from the fire, followed by another one, and then a third and a fourth one after another.
There is the Nine Dragons Dutian Dafa in the "Xuan Qiong Sutra", which can only be used by a real person in the Jindan stage. Because Liang Xingyang has the skill of self-refinement, his divine energy is integrated into one, and his magical power far exceeds other practitioners in the same realm, so he can use this method. Although the immortal magic is very reluctant, it can still be used with the help of external force.
Nine fire dragons hovered above people's heads, lighting up the camp as bright as day, and all the black smoke and green fire were forcibly dispersed.
The bone mages bit the tips of their tongues one after another, spitting out essence and blood, and forced the skeletons. In just two or three minutes, they almost spit out the gall, but it still didn't work. The skeletons were completely shattered one after another, turning into bone dregs and scattering into the dust.
Liang Xingyang's right hand sword technique was behind his back, and his left hand sword technique pointed forward: "Death to the demon!"
The nine fire dragons roared and flew in the direction pointed by his spell. Li Zhenghao was so frightened that he hurriedly shook the handle of the hammer and took back the twelve skeletons. Then he leaned back and fell to the ground in the black smoke. He fell directly into the ground and disappeared!
It turns out that he has mastered a magical method of earth escape, which allows him to enter the earth when he encounters it and escape to other places in an instant.
The fire dragon flew over, smashing his big chair and bone flags into big fire torches and flying out, disintegrating in the air and scattering, but no one was seen.
After all, Liang Xingyang had limited experience against the enemy. He couldn't see where Li Zhenghao had gone for a while. He thought he had used some invisible movement spell to wait for an opportunity to attack and counterattack, so he summoned Jiulong back, flying around to protect him, and added The Pure Yang Immortal Sword first killed a dozen more Bone Mage who besieged him, and the rest fled with their heads in their arms, being chased by his dragon and sword, and killed five more.
The top leaders were either killed or fled, and the rest of the Bone Rebellion also dispersed, all screaming and fleeing into the night without knowing where to go.
The flames extinguished and the camp returned to darkness, with only a few embers in the campfire.
Everyone had run away, and only Xia Cunxu was left. He came to Liang Xingyang: "Are you an immortal? You are a sword immortal!" His tone was full of excitement, "I...I..."
Liang Xingyang heard that his stuttering was not due to excitement but concern: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to become your teacher and practice immortal magic with you." Xia Cunxu said sincerely. He suddenly felt that it was disrespectful to lower his head to talk to Liang Xingyang like this, so he knelt down with his left leg and lowered his gaze, "But according to the laws of Daxia , vassal kings everywhere are not allowed to cultivate immortality."
"What will happen if you become an immortal?"
"Remove the title, take back the fief, and even... even eliminate the genealogy."
"That's okay." Liang Xingyang said, "I think you have good bones and plenty of energy. Have you practiced martial arts in the past?"
"I have practiced! When I was a child, an immortal came to our house to talk to my father. I wanted to worship him as my teacher, but my father warned the royal family that they could not cultivate immortality and could only retreat to martial arts. My father invited me from all over the country. The best martial arts masters taught me martial arts. My martial arts skills were pretty good, and the masters all praised me, but they were of no use in front of these bone mages. I only fainted when they used the skeleton on the staff to blow poisonous smoke at me. It fell down, and now the Dantian is still empty, and the true energy is not functioning properly."
Liang Xingyang said: "I want to accept a disciple, but there is a threshold for my practice, and most people can't get past it. If you are willing, you can try it. As for what you said about the royal family not being able to cultivate immortality, it actually doesn't matter. , your family's fiefdom has been occupied by the Bone Bandits, your family is gone, and you are the only one left. Do you still care about the throne? If you still want to be your little prince, I can send you to Yuping City to Bailang Come on, if you don’t care anymore, you can give it a try.”
"I want to try!" The first half of Xia Cunxu's words lacked confidence, but the second half was very firm.
Liang Xingyang first asked him to stretch out his hand and feel his pulse. He found that many meridians in his body were blocked. He said "no problem" and took out a pill from his purse and gave it to him. He had lived in Yuxiao Mountain for more than a year. , he has refined a lot of medicines. There are many prescriptions for elixirs in the "Xuanqiong Zhenjing". Unfortunately, he is not good enough now, has insufficient magic power, and does not have a suitable furnace. The ghost smoke and evil poison in Xia Cunxu's body is still more than enough.
After Xia Cunxu took the elixir, he felt that the energy he had cultivated for many years since childhood had returned, and his hands and feet were full of strength when he walked.
Liang Xingyang asked him to sit down, taught him to calm down, and told him the "Qing Jing Sutra".
Now it's not really about recruiting disciples and teaching them skills. It's just about seeing how his mentality is and whether he can easily accept it. It doesn't take long.
As the prince of Yuping, Xia Cunxu received a good education since he was a child. Martial arts was his hobby, his serious homework was the classics of the sages, and he cultivated his sentiments through music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and developed excellent self-cultivation.
The classics of the sages also emphasize cultivating the mind, teaching people to "nourish the Qi" and emphasizing on stopping desires and rectifying the mind: after stopping, one can be calm, after being calm, one can be still, after being quiet, one can be at peace, at peace, then one can be worried, and after being worried, one can gain. Only when the mind is upright can one cultivate one's character; after cultivating one's body can one bring order to the family; only after the family is in order can the country be governed; after the state is governed, the world can be brought to peace!
Xia Cunxu was taught the art of cultivating the mind since he was a child by his father, King Yuping. His mind was already different from that of ordinary children. After receiving the "Qing Jing Sutra" this time, he learned the key to controlling the mind and repelling desires, and he easily mastered it. Enter a state of calmness and concentration.
Liang Xingyang secretly praised: "Very good. Just by watching his words and actions, you can tell that his mind is clear and transparent, and he can calm down. He is a good candidate for my Taoist practice! If possible, let him be a pioneer." Disciple, I just have to go through a test..."
