Beyond the Divine States Chapter 76: : Hou Tian Jian Fei

The boy in Tsing Yi has sharp edges and corners, his face is pale because of the long absence of the sky, and his long hair is even more dull like weeds in autumn.

I don't know if it's because of looking at the stone wall for too long, his pupils are glowing with iron blue.

He half-opened his eyes, but his eyes flashed like a wolf.

He stared at Ning Changjiu vigilantly, his voice still dry and hoarse, but the iron swords around him stood up one after another, vaguely hostile: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Ning Changjiu looked at him, did not make any extra moves, and said straightforwardly: "You want to use your body as a sword fetus, and use sword intent and sword fire to temper your body and acupuncture points. This method itself is correct, but you The body is not strong enough, so doing so will only outweigh the gain."

The Tsing Yi boy stared at him tightly and asked: "My talent and will are all of the same age. Why do you say that I am wrong?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Because I have seen someone who practiced in this way, and she has walked far away, and your body is getting weaker and weaker. If you continue to do this, you will die."

The person he was talking about was the Fourth Senior Sister, who likes to have short skirts and short hair, has sharp eyebrows, and always carries a weapon box with dozens of different weapons inserted behind him, like a peacock. The important thing is that she has cultivated her body for many years, and has fought countless great demons in close combat, and has already forged herself into a peerless weapon.

She and Brother Fifth were originally a pair of brothers and sisters, but it is said that when they were apprentices, Sister Fifth worshipped faster, so the brothers and sisters suddenly became sisters and brothers.

The young man in Tsing Yi slowly adjusted his body, trying to stabilize the restless sword heart, and said: "Zongmen rules, don't disturb people to retreat, are you looking for death?"

Ning Changjiu thought that you didn't close the door, and he said: "If you want to continue to fall, then I won't disturb you."

The youth of Tsing Yi's complexion changed. When the other party was about to turn around and leave, he asked: "Do you know who I am?"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "I don't know."

The boy in Tsing Yi only regarded him as a liar, saying: "In any case, after you go out, don't tell anyone else about my spiritual practice! Especially Master..."

"Good."

Ning Changjiu nodded slightly, he could understand him.

I wanted to come, and he was also a disciple with a good talent in the peak. I wanted to retreat and seek a breakthrough, but I never thought that because of the road, he repaired the fork road, and his realm did not rise but fell. Most importantly, he broke his body.

And this falling half of the world, among the disciples of the same age, is the gap between an excellent disciple and a true genius.

If you are used to being a real genius, who can accept mediocrity?

The boy in Tsing Yi stared at him, puzzled: "Your costume is an outer disciple?"

Ning Changjiu doesn't like to talk nonsense with unfamiliar people, just nodded and said: "Yes."

The young man in Tsing Yi is suspicious. According to the rules of the teacher, how could an outer disciple have the opportunity to enter the hidden peak? To practice.

He knew it in his heart, and thought that this person was definitely not a simple outer disciple, but perhaps a certain elder in the peak who had been successful in cultivating and transformed into a rejuvenating child. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have more respect.

The boy in Tsing Yi all calmed down and asked: "Then what do you think of my practice?"

Ning Chang thought for a while, and gave his own advice seriously: "Don't practice."

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"Are you kidding me?" The Tsing Yi boy frowned.

Ning Changjiu said: "You should know your body better than me."

The youth of Tsing Yi showed a bit of perseverance and fierceness between his eyebrows, and said: "This is how the master practices, why can't I?"

Ning Changji thought for a long time and explained: "Lu Jiajia is a rare sword-spirit body in the world, so you can not only cultivate the flesh as a sword, but even all things as a sword. Even if your talent and will can be similar to her, The physique gap is too big."

"The sword and spirit are in the same body..." The Tsing Yi boy looked blank and said: "Then I can't keep up with the master in my life?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Everyone has their own way."

The boy in Tsing Yi suddenly reacted. He just called the master by his first name. Could it be that he is really a certain rejuvenating elder? But if you want to cultivate in this way, you are at least a great practitioner of Longevity Upper Realm...

His eyes on Ning Changjiu were more complicated.

The boy in Tsing Yi asked: "Excuse me, what should I do now? On the road of cultivation, I will never give up..."

Ning Changjiu said: "There are two options, one is to give up temporarily, to delay for a year or a half, to re-warm the spiritual veins, and the other is to become a real sword body."

The boy in Tsing Yi shook his eyebrows, and his voice trembled slightly: "The real sword body?"

Ning Changjiu nodded: "Well, the formation of the Sword Embryo."

The boy in Tsing Yi was puzzled: "What I am doing now is the Heavenly Sword Titus..."

Ning Changjiu interrupted: "Your method is wrong, and the result is naturally wrong."

The boy in Tsing Yi asked: "Then what should I do?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Do you have an innate spirit?"

The young man in Tsing Yi was stunned, wondering if the other party really didn’t know that he... also, he didn’t know that there was someone like him in the inner peak, it should be an elder who was also retreating at the hidden peak and had just left. Or Uncle Master.

"Yes." He nodded.

The Tsing Yi boy not only has innate spirits, but also has a very high grade. He appears as a cloud-like body with the first birth of horns.

Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly, thinking that the experimental product is here?

He said sincerely: "Then let's make a deal, you help me do things, and I will tell you how to form the Heavenly Sword Baby."

The boy in Tsing Yi asked: "Do you have an acquired fetus?"

Ning Changjiu said: "No."

The youth of Tsing Yi looked distrustful and said: "You don't have any, what can you use to convince me?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The Heavenly Sword Fetus is risky after the knot. I don't have to and don't want to bear this kind of risk. You are different, you don't have many choices."

The Tsing Yi boy's face is uncertain.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Show me your innate spirit, I want to... confirm one thing."

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"Xiantian spirit?" The youth of Tsing Yi changed his face slightly, and said, "What are you going to do with this?"

Ning Changjiu said: "The book says that the innate spirit has no innate consciousness. I want to know if it is true."

The boy in Tsing Yi immediately said: "This is not something recognized by the world? Need additional confirmation?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I only believe what I see."

Tsing Yi said: "Who are you? Why should I trust you..."

He can't see clearly what realm the other party is. From his perspective, the other party seems to be just an ordinary person who hasn't entered the mystery. But looking at his temperament and demeanor, how can people believe that he is just an ordinary person? What means should he use to cover his realm, but what is his purpose for doing this?

Ning Changjiu couldn't make up an identity that would convince the other party for a while, just said: "I have a deep relationship with Lu married, now it is not convenient to say, believe it or not."

The Tsing Yi boy said: "Then how do you prove that you can help me form an afterlife."

Ning Chang thought for a long time, and said: "I can give you the second half first, and you can judge for yourself."

The Tsing Yi boy stared at him vigilantly, as if Jianxin was struggling, and the iron sword beside him kept trembling.

"Okay!" He hesitated for a long time, and finally a syllable burst out of his mouth.

Ning Changjiu walked into the space where he was retreating. Because the Tsing Yi boy had been practicing here for a long time, every stalagmite was like a sword, exuding a faint, sharp sword intent.

Ning Changjiu ignored those sword intents and walked directly in front of the Tsing Yi boy, sat down cross-legs, hooked his fingers, and an iron sword inserted on the ground flew out suddenly and was held in his hand.

He brushed off the bluestone slab in front of him, used the sword as a pen, and began to write.

"Your handwriting is good, you have practiced for many years." The boy in Tsing Yi praised sincerely looking at the handwriting on the bluestone slab on the ground.

Ning Changjiu roughly calculated the days when teaching Ning Xiaoling to write, and replied: "Thirteen days."

The boy in Tsing Yi was slightly taken aback, thinking that the person in front of him was either a real expert or he was extremely insincere.

Within a quarter of an hour, the bluestone slab was covered with dense handwriting, he let go, closed his eyes and rested.

The boy in Tsing Yi glanced at him, as if he was tense, his teeth rubbing lightly, he took a deep breath, looked down, and looked seriously.

"The body is the embryo, the spirit is the element, the heart is born with a small sun and the moon, thinking that the time of the week, there are three forging the sword heart..."

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't care at first, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt frightened. He recalled the process of practicing his sword fetus, and many of the difficulties and questions seemed to have been answered.

"It turns out that the date of body exercise is not calculated according to the normal hour, but according to the week of the body..."

"It turned out that it was not the flesh that was hammered by the sword, but the innate spirit..."

"It turns out that we still need to soak the flesh with herbs. What kind of flavor is it..."

Thinking about this in the heart of the young man in Tsing Yi, many words fell in his eyes, and his thoughts were broad and cheerful. And some passages can be seen in the mist because there is no reference to the previous article.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his iron-blue pupils were like a piece of unforged pig iron.

He looked at Ning Changjiu, with some respect in his words, and said: "Senior is the same generation as Master?"

Ning Changjiu opened his eyes, thought for a moment, too lazy to fabricate his identity, so he just shook his head.　　 The boy in Tsing Yi was shocked, is it a generation higher than the master?

But the other party doesn't seem to want to disclose his identity, so as a junior, I don't want to ask any more.

He thought to himself that he was still struggling with the cultivation method of cultivating immortality and breaking long life, and the other party was already exploring the nature of the innate spirit. The gap between himself and him was indeed huge, and he didn’t know the master uncle. Has he entered the legendary purple garden realm?

Ning Changjiu glanced at him.

The boy in Tsing Yi no longer hesitated, and immediately called out his own innate spirit.

Aura gathered in front of you like a cloud, and gradually condensed into a snow ball-like body. Two round eyes appeared on the body, and two gray horns protruded from the forehead, like being A young sheep with four legs was chopped off.

Although he was sure that the other party was a big man in his heart, when the Tsing Yi boy sent the congenital spirit to the other party, his heart was still nervous.

Xiantian Spirit is an inborn support for the cultivation of Taoism, and it will be damaged at the same time as the first glory and glory. Therefore, it will be used to resist the opponent and play a surprising effect only in times of crisis.

So in normal times, the innate spirit will not easily evoke the body, and even whether or not they have the innate spirit, many people choose to conceal it.

"Don't try to operate it with Soul, my test needs to be independent." Ning Changjiu said.

"Okay." The Tsing Yi boy nodded.

Ning Changjiu looked at the little goat exuding aura, then stretched his hand in front of his eyes, and began to do the three tests he expected.

He first penetrated its body with a weak aura, looking for physiological characteristics like flesh and blood, meridians, and auras, and observed whether it would incorporate other substances and body reactions in addition to the aura.

Next, Ning Changjiu stretched his hand in front of his pupils, his fingertips condensed and suddenly glowed, testing whether his pupils would contract.

After doing it several times, he wrapped the Xiantian Ling with a trace of Daoyuan for the final test.

The boy in Tsing Yi trembled his brows and closed his mouth, seeming to be a little bit painful, but he resisted and said nothing.

Ning Changjiu carefully infiltrated his body with Daoyuan. The internal structure of the innate spirit was enlarged many times in the sea of ​​consciousness. He carefully searched to see if it had the weak current that was triggered by brain activity.

Fifteen minutes later, Ning Changjiu withdrew his hand and shook his head unnoticeably.

"Okay." Ning Changjiu opened his eyes, and finally glanced at the little sheep.

The back of the boy in Tsing Yi was completely wet with sweat. Hearing Ning Changjiu's words, he breathed a long sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

He stared at Ning Changjiu sincerely, took the Innate Spirit back into his body, shook his sword and said, "I implore the seniors to fulfill their promise."

Ning Changjiu grabbed a sword casually, began to engrave, and asked casually: "What is your name?"

The boy from Tsing Yi quickly respectfully said: "The younger generation inherits from the south, the south from the south, the inheritance of inheritance."

Ning Changjiu nodded, this name... seems familiar.

Next, he asked a question that made Nan Cheng extremely puzzled.

"Do you know... how to get out here?"

"What?" Nan Cheng was shocked, slowly returning to his senses, puzzled: "Hundreds of thorny peaks are connected to the mountainside outside. The cultivation base of the predecessors can come out with the sword."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Is there any other way?"

Nan Cheng knew that the Tianku Peak was surrounded by a large array of mountain guards. It might be too public to drive the sword out, maybe this uncle master wants to hide something...

Ning Changjiu pointed to it, and said, "I'm from your master Shu."

Nan Cheng was slightly startled, and said: "There is a secret path leading to this place in the book pavilion?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Your master never told you?"

Nan Cheng shook his head and said: "No, we all came to retreat with the sword."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Then how many retreats are there?"

Nan Cheng shook his head again: "I don't know, but this hidden peak is huge. Among them, there are less than ten people in retreat."

Ning Changjiu nodded, this number was not much different from what he expected.

Ning Changjiu asked: "How did they get out?"

Nan Cheng smiled bitterly: "Of course he came out with the sword...but..."

"But what?"

"It is said that under the dragon pillar, there is a road leading to the outer peak, but before I retreat, the master has told me many times that I cannot enter the lower peak anyway..."

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