Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 12: Sanskrit Eucharist

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As soon as I fell asleep until dawn, Zhao Jiuge's sleepy eyes slowly widened, stretched out, and yawned. When he woke up, he felt more energetic, thinking about the face of the plain-clothed woman in yesterday’s dream. God.

Feeling the aura of spiritual power in the body, watching the cave outside the cave bathed in the sun, covered with a layer of golden valley, Zhao Jiuge's mood is very good, entering the late stage of moving blood, his body is absorbing spiritual power all the time .

Out of the cave, walking in the valley, seeing Xiao Hei frolicking on the trees in the valley early, constantly jumping through the forest, "Xiao Hei" Zhao Jiuge started shouting from a distance.

Hearing Zhao Jiuge's cry, Xiao Hei jumped all over his body, jumped to another tree, kicked his hind legs, and fell to the ground with the shaking of leaves and branches, and ran towards the young man in the valley.

Jumped onto the boy’s body, Xiao Hei pulled the boy’s hair and played crazy with the boy. When he saw the boy’s pain, he screamed happily, his face was full of cheerfulness, and his small palms were still Holding his hair, looked at Zhao Jiuge cutely. Although Xiao Hei had already developed spiritual wisdom, entered the psychic realm, and embarked on the path of its mother, but for the time being, he has not got rid of his wild nature and likes to play around.

In the middle of the valley, Zhao Jiuge lay on the grass, still holding a piece of green grass in his mouth, chewing slightly, letting the faint fragrance with a little earthy breath fill his mouth.

The left hand stroked the little black hair that was obediently squatting next to him, raising his right hand and spreading the slightly dark palm in front of him, gazing through the gap, looking at the dazzling sun in the sky.

"Xiaohei, now I have broken through to the late stage of moving the blood, and we will have to leave this soon. You can enjoy yourself in this valley these days." The young black eyes are deep, and his heart is too deep. It's troublesome, not only will I go to the place called Xiaoyao Valley that the teacher said in the future, but also the seemingly out of reach figure of the woman in plain clothes.

The originally meek Xiao Hei heard Zhao Jiuge’s words, but suddenly he became excited for some reason, and his curled up body immediately stood up, "Chichi...chichi...chichi..." He said while using two small palms. Waving gestures.

"Xiao Hei, what's the matter?" Zhao Jiuge, who was stunned, didn't understand what Xiao Hei wanted to express. Seeing that Zhao Jiuge didn't understand what he meant, Xiao Hei became a little impatient and suddenly flashed in his eyes. With a trace of sorrow, he pulled Zhao Jiuge's sleeve with his small palm, and pointed towards the place where his mother was buried.

Seeing Xiao Hei's movements and expressions, Zhao Jiuge seemed to understand something in his heart, and followed Xiao Hei to the place where Xiao Hei's mother was buried, "You don't want to leave the valley, right," I'm used to getting along for many days. Xiao Hei’s company has also experienced different emotions from Xiao Hei’s body, but Xiao Hei is unwilling to leave this place with its mother, and he has just embarked on the path of a cultivator and cannot stay here forever. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge The heart seems a bit heavy and complicated.

Xiao Hei's mood swings were a bit big at this time. One finger pointed to the place where his mother was buried, and the other hand kept pulling Zhao Jiuge, his forehead swayed desperately, "Chiji...chichi..." feeling Xiaohei's emotions at this time. Zhao Jiuge quickly hugged Xiao Hei in his arms and said softly, "You don't want me to go, right, but I still have too many things to do. When the cultivation base is strong, I will come back to see if you are OK." Xiao The black eyes were full of reluctance, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

At night, the moon is like a disk and the sky is full of stars. At this time, there is no sound of laughing and playing in the cave at this time. It looks very quiet. Tonight is the last night together, and it seems very silent, the breeze is blowing. After a while, the whole cave was full of parting feelings.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Jiuge packed up his things and prepared to set off. He carefully looked at the valley where he had lived for a few months. It brought him too many first times, and the most important thing was Xiao Hei’s company. , Finally took a nostalgic look, wanting to remember this place firmly in his mind, the laughter of farewell, the company of Xiao Hei, and resolutely walked out of the valley.

The twigs shook behind him. Looking back, Xiao Hei kept following him, the corners of his eyes moist and nostalgic. "Go back, Xiaohei, the day I will come back to see you when I repair the spirit pill." Then he left without looking back. Although he had too much resentment, it was not the time to be sentimental. As everyone knows, when Zhao Jiuge comes back, everything has changed dramatically.

The sun shines on the young man's back through the gaps in the branches, and stretches the young man's figure. At this moment, the young man's back looks so lonely and thin.

Passing by the water pool, Zhao Jiuge stopped. The recent battle seemed to be in front of his eyes, but at this time the plain-clothed woman who always affected the mood of the teenager was missing, and Xiao Hei's company.

Leaping into the pool, feeling the cold in the pool, lacking the living water left by the waterfall and the cold water dragon, Zhao Jiuge felt that the cold in the pool was slowly fading away, calmed down, and his hands became impressed. Looking at the Sanskrit Eucharist, his eyes were hot, and he broke through to the day after moving the blood. Today, Zhao Jiuge depends on whether he can successfully cultivate the Sanskrit Eucharist and break through to the first level!

The spiritual power is running, and the cold air in the pool quickly rushes towards Zhao Jiuge, and a burst of icy cold is heard. The cold and spiritual energy are mixed together, flowing in the body, and gradually the spiritual power emerging in the body is like night The stars are the same. With golden light shining, Zhao Jiuge speeded up the Fa Jue, his hands shook quickly, and a white chill shot out from his nose.

Spirit scrolling melts the spirit power of the star moving together, continuously fusing and smelting, and gradually the spirit power merges together and becomes more pure. After half a day, the spiritual power in the body becomes the size of the goldfish. , As the spiritual power of the Sanskrit Eucharist practice was smelted and continuously increased, the spiritual power floating in the body slowly gathered together.

Exhale a long voice, continue to practice the dharma of the Sanskrit Eucharist. As time progresses, the spiritual power of the Sanskrit Eucharist is melted into one. Now is the most critical step. Use the dharma to refine the spiritual power. , The symbol of the first layer in the Sanskrit Eucharist, the golden pattern wandering the dragon!

Activating Fajue, more complicated than the previous Fajue handprints, Zhao Jiuge is already sweating profusely, mixing with the cold of the pool, and the pale white cold mist is floating around his body.

I worked hard to refine the spiritual energy of the Sanskrit Eucharist, and kept trying. The last time I succeeded in refining, it condensed the embryonic form of the golden-patterned dragon, but because of the jerky spiritual power of Fajue, the spiritual power was stagnated, and the spiritual power was restored instantly. Refining the original state again.

Failed over and over again, and tried over and over again, Zhao Jiuge kept hoping and disappointed, but fortunately, he grew up in a lonely and lonely life and developed a strong character and has been practicing persistently.

A sound of dragon roar suddenly sounded in the body, a palm-sized inscription swimming dragon covered in golden light swimming in the body, the whole body of the swimming dragon was golden light, and it had to be slowly nourished at the pubic area, and the Buddha was still sitting in the pubic area. The success of the first-level Sanskrit Eucharist practice also made the Buddha's gold more golden. At this time, Zhao Jiuge's body was covered with golden light, and as the golden-patterned wandering dragon wandered in his body, the dragon chants continued to sound.

The surface of the water was constantly tumbling with waves, and a shocking momentum sprayed from Zhao Jiuge's body. He felt the power full of his body. The corners of the boy's mouth lifted up and he burst into laughter, feeling the strong for the first time It’s the first time I understand the power of Fajue. Looking at the golden light flowing outside his body, Zhao Jiuge muttered to himself, “Is this the power brought by the Sanskrit Eucharist? The legendary practice has reached the ninth level. An unbreakable Sanskrit Eucharist."

Zhao Jiuge is still immersed in the joy of power, and can't help feeling that he is finally one step closer to the arrogant and cold woman!