"Is the soul-transforming sword energy successful?"

Pei Shaoqing rubbed his fingers and thought, "Theoretically, the True Qi Realm can indeed cultivate the soul-transforming sword energy, but there are no successful people in the past. Since this person can cultivate the soul-transforming sword energy, his identity will definitely not be fake. So what does the ancestor send his disciples down the mountain mean? Could it be that something big happened in the sect?"

As the future head of the Pure Land Sect, Pei Shaoqing has a long vision and has considered a lot.

But no matter what, he could not have imagined that Lin Mu's origin would be so tortuous, and it had nothing to do with the arrangement of the ancestor Jile.

"Junior brother, you are very happy to entertain, and the disciples of the ancestors are not despised."

Yu Shaohe was somewhat unhappy. He was a genius disciple, the kind of immortals who were the second generation. He was not supposed to do such things as being able to entertain others after running around.

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'll pay attention."

His arm could not twist his thighs, so he would have obeyed him early in the morning than being persuaded in the end.

Yu Shaohe turned his head and looked at Lin Mu sitting cross-legged on the ground. The hot breath of his body gradually lowered, and his sharp sword energy raised his head.

It was as if a sword was slowly pulled out from the scabbard and emitted an amazing sword energy. The sword energy was pure and far more sharp than ordinary sword energy.

He thought in surprise: "Is the uncle of the junior master following the sword cultivation path?"

Speaking of which, although the true inheritance of the Pure Land Buddhism is the "The Great Dao Sutra of the Yuanshen", the first generation of the sect masters who established the sect was a great sword cultivator who established the sword cultivator. However, although many people practiced for thousands of years, there were no truly successful people. Now it has become a niche method.

First, the path of sword cultivation is too pure and requires too high ambition for cultivators, making it difficult for ordinary people to practice.

Second, the path of sword cultivation is too tough, and the difficulty of practicing is the word "hard". Most of the people who practice sword immortals are more likely to break than bend, so most of them end up breaking.

Even the great supernatural powers of the founding ancestors had been scattered throughout the world for more than a thousand years, but he did not escape the bad luck in the end.

The third is that the Pure Land Buddhism originally has the method of "The Great Dao of the Yuanshen", which points directly to the Great Dao of the Way. Who would risk practicing the Sword Immortal?

Even the inheritance of the first generation of sects was lonely.

Yu Shaohe thought, "Is it because the ancestor missed the God-Splitting Master, so he accepted a new disciple?"

The sword energy is vigorous and vigorous, and it exudes sharpness.

In Lin Mu's meridians, the golden sword energy flew around, turning into thousands of sword shadows surrounding the flames, slowly compressing the flames into a fire pill.

Although the name of "Fireline" is inconspicuous, it is really powerful. With Lin Mu's true energy so rashly, it is difficult to clear it with the true energy to place an order. He had to use the help of the soul-transforming sword energy to suppress the power of "Fireline".

The soul-transforming sword energy is said to be sword energy, but it should actually be said to be the prototype of magical powers.

Soul-transforming sword energy, soul-destroying sword formation, soul-destroying sword spirit, God-killing sword...

The "The Great Dao Sutra of the Yuanshen" contains not many supernatural powers, most of which are related to the Yuanshen. Among them, the most advantageous attack is the magical power of this "God-killing Sword", and the soul-transforming sword energy is the entry threshold for this magical power.

After a while, the sharp aura on Lin Mu gradually lowered. He opened his eyes and bounced his fingers, and a fire ball flew out from his palm and fell dozens of feet away. He exploded with a loud bang, causing a wave of fire three feet high.

However, even a little dust was not blown up. After the sacrifice and blessing of practitioners of all generations, the mountain on Jile Peak has long been harder than steel and metal. It is very difficult for ordinary disciples to hurt the mountain.

Lin Mu did not get up, and runes lit up in his mind, which were the runes contained in the spell he came into contact with.

"Is it my talent or the function of "The Pure Glazed Literature", or..."

He carefully analyzed the shadow of the nine-layer white jade tower in his mind looming, leaning on the glory of the glory of the glazed moon beads.

The tower seemed to be bound to him. He refined a god-turned-the-god, and the white jade tower also separated a phantom and followed him all the time.

Never leave.

"Why……"

Yu Shaohe was surprised to see the young man painting with his fingers and outline many traces in the void.

He is a master of Hepo Realm. He can see from above and below that at a glance. He can easily see the basic runes of the "Glass Firewall" outlined by Lin Mu under the scattered gestures drawn by Lin Mu. From Lin Mu's techniques, he obviously used this magic for the first time.

Mars spiraled, glazed with jade, and a red glazed jade formed from Lin Mu's hand.

Lin Mu controlled the flying of the glass fire wall to sense the consumption speed of true qi in his body. This spell is much more exquisite than Qi Shield Technique, with five times more rune nodes, and the consumption of true qi is more than ten times that of Qi Shield Technique. It is indeed unbearable for ordinary Qi Qi realm.

"But the area of ​​this spell is also a little larger. If the area can be reduced, will the mana consumption be more saved?"

Lin Mu thought, pointed his fingers at the node of the glazed fire wall, dispersing the true qi and fire-moving vital energy contained in it, and reclaiming the true qi.

"Similarly, the smaller the area, the more solid the defense, the higher the defense. If it can be emitted casually, then the defense will be very impressive."

At least you can hold on to the soul-transforming sword energy for a few rounds to be considered a little defensive.

Yu Shaohe was stunned. There was such a sexy operation. The true energy consumed by the spells could be recovered? How could it be impossible!

He has lived for more than three hundred years and has never seen such a stingy idea.

I have never seen anyone do this.

"Uncle Master, how did you pull your true energy out of your spell?"

Yu Shaohe was nervous and asked for advice like Lin Mu. He still had a lot of ideas about this skill.

Lin Mu was stunned: "My true energy is taken back if I want to. Can it still be disobedient?"

Yu Shaohe was talking nonsense. Of course, I knew that my true qi was obedient, and asked again: "After using the magic, the true qi has become one with the heaven and earth's vitality. How can I take back the true qi alone?"

Lin Mu's eyes lit up, and he understood, smiled slightly and did not answer.

"It turns out that these people cannot separate the true energy and the vitality of heaven and earth that transform into magic. So is it because of my special physique or is it because of my practice of the "Pure Glazed Glaze Art"?"

He quietly wrote down a note on the small notebook in his heart and prepared to verify it in the future.

However, the phantom of the White Jade Tower in my mind seemed to sway again. Could it be that this guy is really the reason?

Yu Shaohe Jian Lin Mu only smiled and said nothing, and couldn't help but shut up. Such a method would not be passed on lightly.

"The easiest way to go from large to small is to compress. If items such as sponges, springs, steamed buns and other items are pressed with force, the volume will shrink and become smaller. So the question is, how to compress spells? How to put pressure on spells?"

Lin Mu felt great interest and enthusiasm in his heart, and once again used the Glazed Firewall Technique to meticulously sense the direction, size and patterns of the runes flowing.

After Yu Shaohe's reminder, this time he focused on paying attention to the flow of true qi in the magic, and easily sensed the existence and position of true qi under the heavy interweaving of fire energy, and with the thoughts moved, he took back the true qi.

The glazed fire wall collapsed.

Lin Mu burst into inspiration and suddenly had a thought: "If I pull away or destroy the opponent's true energy from the spell, wouldn't I be able to better destroy the spell?"

In theory, this is completely possible.

As for success or not, you can find someone to try it out.

Lin Mu suppressed his anxious mood, and the glass fire wall in front of his palms condensed and disintegrated for a while, and repeated the cycle and continued.

Of course, using Lin Mu's current cultivation level to use the Glass Firewall Technique is still very expensive, and the recovered true energy does not exist, so it took a little longer.

So I saw an interesting scene.

"Night is here, Kaiyang!"

Lin Mu was regulating his breathing suddenly heard a loud shout. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from. He happened to see a golden round sun jumping out from the cliff behind the peak of the Peak Peak, soaring straight into the air.

It was as if the rising sun was rising from the sea, and it was dazzling and dazzling.

The bright light shines thousands of miles, instantly driving away the dark night, illuminating the mountain gate of the Thousand Miles of Pure Land Buddhism like daytime.

Lin Mu narrowed his eyes. Among the thousands of golden lights, Pei Shaoqing and other hall masters sat upright in the air, wearing thousands of clouds of light, like a fairy god.

"So spectacular! So grand!"

Lin Mu exclaimed, the sect of immortal cultivation is willfulness, and the lighting directly creates a small sun. What is the atmosphere? That's it.

When the sun comes out, it will naturally be the daytime, and of course the competition has to continue.

Lin Mu withdrew his gaze, opened his palms, and the flame glass ten inches square on both sides floated on his palms. It only took one breath to complete the spell casting.

"It's basically the limit..."

He shook his hands and flew, and the two glass fire walls were moving and dancing as his palms moved quickly, drawing a dazzling trace.

Bang!

After the two sides of the glass collided with each other and made a crisp sound, Lin Mu smashed the glass fire wall together to recover part of his true energy, thinking: "With my current mental strength, I can only make the runes subtle to this level, and the time for casting magic also requires long-term practice to compress. If you want to reach the level of birth and death, you must continue to work hard."

Think about it, the sword will go with you, and the flowers will bloom in the sky. At the tip of the sword, under the palm, the shrinking glass fire walls will be reborn and destroyed. Who can break through his defense?

"But this level should not be bad at the moment!"

Lin Mu stood up and looked at Yu Shaohe with a smile. This time he made some progress in his practice and just came to his opponent to verify it.

"Can you play magic in the True Qi realm?"

Yu Shaohe thought depressedly that it was naturally easy for him, a master, to condense the spells, but it was too strange that a little ghost in the True Qi realm condensed the spells unrestrainedly under his eyelids.

After all, the realm of true Qi can be cultivated into a spell like "Glass Firewall" which is extraordinary, and there are also spiritually condensed spells that are really an anomaly.

It’s not that Yu Shaohe is rare and strange, but it’s really strange.

As soon as he saw Lin Mu's expression, Yu Shaohe handed over a long sheathed sword and said, "Uncle Master, I have helped you find an extremely hard ordinary soldier. You can't hurt any spells."

He grabbed a three-foot sword with his palm, shook his light and shone.

"This flying sword is a first-level magic weapon. If you are not in a hurry to go to the stage, you can refine this sword and use it."

Lin Mu patted Yu Shaohe on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Thank you so much. I just missed low-level magic weapons."

He couldn't help but feel a lot of affection for Yu Shaohe, and felt that if he had the opportunity to repay some spiritual treasures of heaven and earth in the future, high-level magic weapons would not be a bad thing.

After taking the flying sword, the true energy rushed into the flying sword like the Yangtze River with the characters "refined". After a moment, the flying sword flew up from the palm, flew around Lin Mu twice, and turned into a sword-shaped toy about an inch long and landed on Lin Mu's waist.

The true Qi realm has not opened the Dantian, and even if the magic weapon is refined, it cannot be stored in the body and can only be carried with you.

Yu Shaohe just had a wrong look and looked like he was not surprised.

He is worthy of being the uncle of the junior master. If he had not had these strange abilities, how could the ancestor accept him as his apprentice?

While he was thinking about it, he was about to take back the sheathed sword, but was caught by Lin Mu, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed. The man whispered: "Hey, it's quite heavy!"
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