Song Ciwan stood in the corner beside Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall and took out three more Ancestral Dragon Coins from his sleeves.
No goals, nothing to do, just divination at will.
There is a situation worth mentioning at this time, that is, although Song Ciwan set out a long time after Niu Laoliu and encountered some things that delayed her on the way, at this moment, she arrived at Hongshengwu earlier than Niu Laoliu. pavilion.
This is not surprising. Pinglan City is very big. How can a mortal walk with only his legs outpace an immortal cultivator who can control the wind and escape?
Although the description of the past events is long, in fact, the real time at the moment is only three seconds.
The fireworks in the world are still prosperous, with no signs of ending, and all kinds of joy and laughter can be heard from a distance in Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall.
It seemed that there were silk and bamboo music playing to add to the fun, beauties were dancing, drunken warriors were talking, and someone unknown jumped onto the martial arts field and punched vigorously, causing a sudden uproar. Cheers.
Song Ciwan's spiritual perception extended and silently outlined various scenes in the Hongsheng Martial Arts School. The different perspectives were wonderful and extraordinary.
The three Ancestral Dragon Coins in her hand fell to the ground, making a slight ringing sound.
The first hexagram is Shaoyin.
The second hexagram is Lao Yang.
The third hexagram is Shaoyin.
The fourth hexagram...
The three copper coins in the fourth hexagram suddenly stood upright together!
The hair on Song Ciwan's back suddenly stood up at this moment, and an indescribable feeling of horror arose in his heart.
She opened her hand, and three copper coins on the ground instantly flew back into her palm. Her spiritual sense reached out and she looked around, only to see that the corners on the left and right were hidden and quiet...it seemed to be no different.
So why was the Zulong coin suddenly established?
Logically speaking, the erection of copper coins should be a sign of good fortune, but Song Ciwan suddenly felt a sense of horror at the moment when the copper coins were erected.
Song Ciwan would not ignore her own feelings. After she broke through the first level of the Zuowang Heart Sutra to the level of proficiency, she naturally gained a kind of crisis sensing ability.
This ability may not always work, but whenever it activates on its own, Song Ciwan should pay attention to it.
She then checked the three plum puppets she carried with her again, and at the same time, while wearing a sutured human skin mask on her face, she groped for another face for herself.
She stood there, but her body grew three inches taller. In this way, she transformed from a teenager of medium height into a tall and standard young man.
Song Ciwan took out the Liangyi Heart Protection Array as a shield, changed his clothes from the inside out, and took out the black-armored sword magic weapon that he had obtained for a long time but rarely used from the scale of heaven and earth. come out.
Song Ciwan rarely used this sword, but it had been completed long ago.
She turned the handle of the knife in her hand and made a flower. Then she held the handle of the knife, sat down cross-legged, selected an emotional ball from Xie Yunxiang from the scale of heaven and earth, and sold it!
[You sold the human desires, the joy, surprise, and worry of the immortal cultivator in the Qi transformation stage, weighing three pounds and one tael, and gained three years and one month of cultivation. 】
Next to the Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, the concentration of spiritual energy is neither good nor bad. Compared with Suyang City, it is several times stronger, but compared with the caves on Wangjiang Mountain, it is barren.
Logically speaking, it is not cost-effective for her to sell "Human Desire" at this time.
When Song Ciwan was in Huanming City before, he was never in a hurry to sell the various "human desires" in the scale of heaven and earth. It was precisely because the spiritual energy in Huanming City was thin and the underworld energy was strong, so it was really not a suitable place for cultivation.
First of all, she didn't want to waste it, and secondly, it was really not that convenient, so she simply didn't sell gas and only sold various physical items.
At this moment, she was angry with Xie Yunxiang, but she had other ideas.
This time, she is not going to allocate her practice time to the main technique of the Zuowang Heart Sutra, but will use it to practice the Powang Sword Technique!
As the saying goes, if you sharpen your gun in battle, you will lose your happiness.
Not to mention three years of training!
For a quarter of an hour, Song Ciwan, who was sitting cross-legged in the void training space, had been practicing swordplay for three years.
She felt that she had no talent for practicing swordsmanship. Although she had practiced it after acquiring the Powang Sword Technique, the overall training time for the Powang Saber Technique was still the shortest compared to other Taoist arts or techniques.
This was the first time that she had been so immersed in practicing sword skills continuously for a long time.
Split, chop, tease, chop, pick, intercept, push...
One move at a time, the way of swordsmanship is simple.
Only minimalism can break the illusion!
Swing the knife, swing the knife, swing the knife again.
Gradually, Song Ciwan swung the sword more and more often, but the path of the sword became more concise.
Her Powang Sword Technique originally had thirteen basic moves, but as she continued to practice, these thirteen moves seemed to turn into twelve moves, and the twelve moves turned into eleven moves...
Just when Song Ciwan was immersed in the exquisite charm of the sword technique and wanted to change it from eleven postures to ten postures in one go, suddenly, Song Ciwan, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.
Three years and one month of practice ended, and Song Ciwan suddenly fell out of the hearty and simple artistic conception of the art of swordsmanship.
After she woke up, she felt regret for a moment. The black armored sword was placed across her knees. She touched the black armored sword with her hand, and a love for the sword suddenly arose in her heart.
Song Ciwan deliberately wanted to sell her "human desire" once again in exchange for some training time, but at this moment, she suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps in the distance.
Tick-tick-tick...
Staggering, heavy and erratic.
It's Niu Laoliu, he finally came to Hongsheng Martial Arts School!
Song Ciwan had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to practice, and she put away the Liangyi Heart Protection Array. Then he stood up with a black armored sword in hand.
In the shadows, there was a swordsman in black with a very low presence, slowly walking out of the darkness.
"He" raised his eyes and looked deep into the long alley.
Then I saw a drunk man on the other side of the street, holding a rattle in his hand, step by step, gradually from far to near.
The drunk man never saw the swordsman in black standing by the alley. The swordsman was also quiet and just watched silently.
In Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, the excitement continues.
The drunk Niu Laoliu came to a side door and knocked on the door.
An impatient voice came from behind the door: "Who is it, knocking on the door in the middle of the night? What is it like?"
Niu Laoliu said in a loud voice: "It's me, Brother Ma, open the door for me."
The guard guarding the door turned out to be acquainted with him.
With a creak, the door opened and Niu Laoliu was let in.
Ma Wewei was still surprised and said: "Hey, I mean, Lao Liu, when did you go out? It's the Chinese New Year and everyone is celebrating. If you don't go to have a drink, why are you running out?"
Niu Laoliu said: "I miss Niuniu. It's the Chinese New Year, and I can lively eat and drink in the martial arts hall, but where is my Niuniu? Where is she?"
When he spoke, his tone was lost and heavy, and the horse guard suddenly felt pity: "You... Oh! I also said that they were having a lively dinner and drinking, and I was the only one guarding the door and enjoying the breeze. I was so damn miserable! The result was that Oh, Lao Liu, you are worse off than me!"
Niu Laoliu smiled bitterly: "Brother Ma, if my Niuniu is still here, I don't have to drink wine. Brother Ma, let me guard this door!"
The horse guard was overjoyed at first, and then said in embarrassment: "It won't work, it won't work, how can I let you guard the gate? You..."
He hurriedly pushed back, but Niu Laoliu insisted, and the visitor started pushing back and forth at the door.
No one could see that in another strange space beyond their sight, there was a swordsman in black standing in the corner, quietly casting his sight on them.
Let me inform my dear readers and friends that the original name of this book is "Immortality: I Can Sell All Things", and now it has been renamed "The Immortal Path to Immortality".
Changing the name was really helpless because the original name had punctuation marks and the word "selling" was also restricted, so the name could only be changed.
I have also received feedback from my friends. Since everyone agrees that the original title is better, I will discuss it with the editor tomorrow to see if there is a way to have both sides.
In addition, the author recently suffered from severe headaches due to Yang Yang, and he didn’t know when he would fully recover, so he was embarrassed to say. (I have always said that I would make up for it, but I always couldn’t do it. I’m ashamed)
It should be almost healed in these two days, and there will be no problems at least in the second update. I will make additional updates when I fully recover. Thank you all for your support and take a bow~
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