"Do you think that the princess is going to do this time when she is determined to escape from the palace again and go north?"

"Could it be ......" Qin Chaoyang had a bad premonition, maybe that person not only took his account book, but now it seems that even his fiancée is about to run away.

Lord Ducheng saw that Qin Chaoyang was not stupid enough to be in the dust, and he could still imagine that his wife was about to be gone, so he finally said, "Now that you think about it, is that called Lin Zhenliu still powerless?"

When Qin Chaoyang heard this, his back was already soaked.

If the princess is really dead set on him, then Lin Zhenliu's power in the Shang Kingdom is likely to go from empty-handed to no one.

......

The Kyushu Mixed Yuan Ding was suspended in mid-air, and Lin Zhenliu refined it in a group of thirty beast yuan very regularly.

This batch of beast elements was much higher than the grade of the previous batch, so the difficulty of Lin Zhenliu's refining had also increased, so he didn't refine too much at one time, and refining thirty pieces at the same time was already a little difficult.

However, cultivation has always been like this, the closer you get to the limit, the more you have to force yourself to break out, so when Lin Zhenliu felt struggling at first, but soon, he was already able to run smoothly.

There are more than 20,000 beast yuan, it is impossible to refine them all at once, and after almost dawn, Lin Zhenliu stopped refining, and after a rough calculation, there are probably about 1,000 of them. A thousand beast elements with a high texture and grade, if they were changed to before, they would be able to have a small effect, but now Lin Zhenliu's cultivation has still come to the Eight Rank Gang Pure Realm Dacheng, if you want to break through, it is not so easy, if more than 20,000 beast elements are all refined, you can go to the boundary of infinitely close to the ninth grade, then Lin Zhenliu will also be satisfied.

After practicing, Lin Zhenliu came to the terrace, the morning air was cool, and he thought of Liu Wan again.

Liu Wan had said that they would meet when he came to Zhou, and now it seems that Liu Wan is about to break her word.

"Could it be that I can't see it when I'm transfigured?" Lin Zhenliu wiped his face and thought, in fact, this possibility is not impossible. He is now an eight-rank Dacheng monk, and with the Dacheng of the Yi Rong Neijing, even a ninth-grade powerhouse can't recognize him.

"I just don't know what realm the master has gone to at this moment?"

Gao must be higher than Lin Zhenliu, but how high will it be? Or has he already stepped through the nine grades and gone to the extremely scarce realm above the nine grades?

These are also unknowns.

Sitting down, Lin Zhenliu turned out the two heaven-level swordsmanship, "Xuanyuan Sword Technique" and "Imperial Sword Technique", the former is a swordsmanship cheatbook, and the latter is a sword control technique.

"I always thought that Edgeworth and swordsmanship were together, but I didn't expect that they were separated?"

Lin Zhenliu opened "Imperial Sword Technique" first, and compared to swordsmanship, he was more curious about how "Imperial Sword Technique" worked.

"The sword comes, the horse walks, the meteor will kill!"

The above are the four parts of "Imperial Sword Technique", Lin Zhenliu watched carefully, as the name suggests, the sword is the art of summoning the sword, the horse is the art of the sword, the meteor is the art of riding the sword, and the must-kill is the only killing move in the "Imperial Sword Technique", which is the art of the enemy!

Lin Zhenliu was eager to try, took the Xuanyuan sword, placed it five zhang away, and then began to summon the sword according to the mantra of "sword coming" in "Imperial Sword Technique".

Reciting the mantra silently in his mouth, the true yuan flowed, and with two fingers together, Lin Zhenliu let out a low sigh

"Here comes the sword!"

The sword and the future.

"Here comes the sword!"

"The sword is still the future!"

"Here comes the sword!"

"Here comes the sword!"

"The Sword Comes ......"

After many sounds, Xuanyuan Sword was still indifferent, and the sword was still the future.

Lin Zhenliu was a little strange, and compared the mantra many times to ensure that he was familiar with it, and strictly followed the mantra, but he still couldn't succeed, which made him a little annoyed for a while, and he picked up the Xuanyuan sword, and couldn't help scolding, "The sword is good, why don't you come!"

He remembered Leng Er's words again, although the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword was precious, it did not recognize the Lord and did not refine it.

"Is that why?"

Lin Zhenliu was not in a hurry, he put down "Imperial Sword Technique" for the time being, and then opened "Xuanyuan Sword Technique", and the first chapter at the beginning was "The unity of man and sword!"

Only when people and swords are united can they come to the sword, go to the sword, control the sword, and kill.

In a very neat opening introduction, Lin Zhenliu immediately thought of the correspondence with the imperial sword technique, and then opened the two sword techniques at the same time, placed them side by side on the table, and then stacked the Xuanyuan ancient sword on top of these two exercises.

After doing all this according to the steps of "human and sword unity", Lin Zhenliu recited the mantra silently, his fingers slashed on the blade of the sword, and a drop of blood beads gushed out, but Lin Zhenliu did not let it fall directly onto the sword, but controlled the drop of blood beads, making it suspended on the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, and then recited the mantra, and then fused a trace of divine consciousness in his body with this blood bead, and finally slowly fell.

There was an inconspicuous groove between the handle and the blade of the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, and Lin Zhenliu happened to drip the blood beads that fused with divine consciousness into that groove!

At first, nothing out of the ordinary, but then something magical happened.

I saw that the blood bead began to flow slowly, and in the groove, a stream of red blood qi was born, following the lines of the ancient sword, and traveled all over the sword body. After a while, the blood bead completely disappeared in the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, and after that, the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword that was originally lying down stood upright with a "bell" at this moment, suspended in the air, and the tip of the sword was directly facing the two sword techniques.

The ghost made the god bad, Lin Zhenliu hurriedly put out the driving, and at the same time frantically recited the two swordsmanship formulas in the air, the louder and louder he recited, the faster he read it, and finally he couldn't tell whether it was "Xuanyuan Sword Technique" or "Imperial Sword Technique", suddenly golden light flashed, and two sword lights came out of the two cheats at the same time, and finally all converged into the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword.

Lin Zhenliu's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to shake it, and the dantian seemed to be uncontrollable, and the aura frantically burst out of the embankment, rushing to this Xuanyuan Ancient Sword.

It's exactly the same as the feeling that Liu Wansangong gave Lin Xiu that day!

Is this going to die?

Lin Zhenliu's intuitive body was pulled in great pain, as if the dantian was about to be pulled out.

Then in his mind, a beautiful sound sounded, and he could vaguely perceive that this voice was from the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword.

A product of the first Yuan realm!

The second grade true yuan realm!

Sanpinhui Yuanjing!

Four-product adversity!

There is no hexagram realm in the five products!

Six pins of extreme beauty!

Seven products are too every realm!

Rumble!

As a thorough aura exploded in the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword seemed to be given life, and it regained its new brilliance!

Lin Zhenliu's pulling feeling stopped completely at this moment, and after a second inspection, Lin Zhenliu intuitively felt that there were turbulent waves rolling in his heart!

He actually fell off the stairs.

The early stage of the Eight Pingang Pure Realm!

His God, what's going on? Can he even drop the ranks? Lin Zhenliu really couldn't figure it out, and he felt very unhappy at the moment.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, and Lin Zhenliu at this moment is like a person who is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, and then I looked at the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, and the beautiful voice sounded again.

"Man and sword are one!"

The beautiful and ancient sword sound came, telling that Lin Zhenliu had perfectly made this Xuanyuan ancient sword one with himself.

"Huh?"

Immediately afterwards, the contents of the two sword recipes had been completely absorbed by him at this moment, and they had officially become invisible consciousness and memory.

"Wow!"

With a slight sound of fire, the two sword techniques were turned into ashes at this moment, and the wind blew and dispersed in the sky of this Zhou Kingdom.

"Done!"

Lin Zhenliu also felt a little comforted in his heart, and his cultivation had fallen by nearly one order, but his swordsmanship was already familiar with it.

Holding the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, a sense of clarity arose, and what made him feel even more unbelievable was that this Xuanyuan Ancient Sword actually had a cultivation at this moment, which happened to be at the same level as him, in the early stage of the Eight Rank Gang Pure Realm!

"Sword still knows how to cultivate?" Lin Zhenliu was puzzled in his heart, but this was the case, the difference he could feel at the moment was the same as his mood at the moment.

Of course, the sword does not know how to cultivate, so this Xuanyuan Ancient Sword is not a level that is promoted by cultivation, but by absorbing cultivation.

More precisely, devouring!

What Lin Zhenliu didn't know was that the situation just now was actually the same as when Liu Wan was scattering exercises that day, Lin Zhenliu had crossed the special physique, and he was afraid that now the man and the sword and the two heaven-level exercises would be hastily turned into ashes.

"Good guy!" Lin Zhenliu finally understood what was going on, it turned out that after this Xuanyuan Ancient Sword melted his bloodline, it actually devoured a lot of its cultivation, so that he had now fallen from the Eighth Rank Great Formation to the Eighth Rank Early Stage, correspondingly, the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword soared, and directly came to the Seven Rank Tai Realm through him.

The cultivation system of Xuanyuan Ancient Sword is different from that of people, none of them are not divided into levels, and there are no things like primary, middle, and Dacheng.

Devouring is devouring, but Lin Zhenliu is still very good to Xuanyuan Ancient Sword's Guang'an, just because he is extremely convinced that this weapon will be his most competent weapon.

"Here comes the sword!"

Lin Zhenliu tried to scream, and the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword immediately rushed and fell to Lin Zhenliu's side, as long as he raised his hand, he could grab the hilt of the sword!

"Horses!"

The Xuanyuan Ancient Sword swirled in the room, like a liberated child, circling round and round.

"Shooting Star!"

The Xuanyuan Ancient Sword leaped up, followed by a swoop, the entire body of the sword seemed to be burning, emitting fire and tail smoke.

"Kill!"

Lin Zhenliu was full of joy when he saw it, and shouted again.

The next scene made Lin Zhenliu even more amazed, only to see that the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword that swooped down like a meteor at this moment instantly separated tens of millions of afterimages, and the entire sky was wiped out, as if it was at this time that it became a real popularity.

It's just that it doesn't feel good that the remnants of the tens of thousands of swords are rushing towards Lin Zhenliu himself at this moment!

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