Chapter 39 Encounter Beiling Again

The water in the eyes of the spring slowly boiled, and there was a steaming heat, Luo Chen stripped naked inside, immersed in it, the water was not deep, Luo Chen sat cross-legged in it, and he could only just reach his head, not to drown him, his body turned red in the gradually hot water, red like a baby. The sun rose from the east of the earth, and the fiery yang essence sprinkled on his body, and a steady stream of heaven and earth power poured into Luo Chen's body.

"Sure enough, he is a chosen one. Ming Yu looked at Luo Chen's changes, and sighed from his heart, the spiritual power of this spiritual spring is not strong, it is difficult to help Luo Chen break through, it is estimated that most of it was used up by that Zhang Xinqi, but at this time, the sun rises in the east mountain, and the power of heaven and earth is extremely rich, feeding back the spiritual spring, it is really a good time to break through. At such a good time, it is better to sit down and meditate yourself, and recover most of the spiritual power you have consumed.

Luo Chen sat cross-legged, and the scriptures of the Immortal Clan's condensation and cultivation of the Fa Decision echoed in his mind, as if golden words floated to his eyes one by one, guiding him step by step to unseal the meridians and feel the power of heaven and earth. He didn't need to deliberately mobilize the spiritual power at all, he only needed to obey his heart, and the spiritual power would automatically flow through his body, slowly opening those blocked meridians, which was extremely difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators, but here in Luo Chen, it was like a breath and a breath, natural and smooth.

The cultivation of cultivation is a painful process, because many of the bloodlines of the mortal world are blocked, and many meridians are also sleeping, and the process of cultivating immortals is to guide the power of heaven and earth into one's own body, drastically transform one's body, awaken the sleeping power of the human body, and thoroughly develop the power of the human body.

And Luo Chen is going through this process at the moment, the second-order to third-order cultivation is a small hurdle, and the third-order monk can externalize his spiritual power and control the qi of empty things, that is to say, as long as he reaches the third order, a monk can show a complete difference from mortals, just like the claws of a lion stretched out. Luo Chen's body stretched out a lot of tiny silk threads, which were made of the spiritual power in his body, and these tiny silk threads stretched out into the eyes of the spiritual spring, greedily extracting the power of the spiritual spring.

"Hey, it's really hard to change. Ming Yu looked at the transparent forehead threads stretched out of Luo Chen's body, and said helplessly. Luo Chen is no matter how good this guy is, but when it comes to cultivation, his body is like a black hole, greedily extracting all the power around him.

Time passed quickly, a day and a night passed in a blink of an eye, the morning glow rose again from the east, and the spiritual spring under Luo Chen was completely dried up, Luo Chen sat in that quagmire land, meditating with his eyes closed, like an old bell. The mist poison flower that was born next to it was also a little dry, and the color of the purple-red glass was a little dull.

"Click. ”

Luo Chen's body resounded with a burst of bone sounds, like a dislocation. This voice woke up Ming Yu, who was sleeping on the ground, he got up from the ground, and looked at Luo Chen with sleepy eyes, he sensed that Luo Chen's cultivation had reached about the middle of the third order silently!

"Hum...."

The sound of the iron sword vibrating rang out from behind Ming Yu. The Qingfeng Sword trembled and floated, lying in mid-air, and then slowly stabbed towards Ming Yu. Ming Yu smiled, stretched out two fingers, snapped, grabbed the Qingfeng Sword, and threw the sword out, and the Qingfeng Sword thudged into a boulder.

"Hum...."

The Qingfeng sword was inserted on the boulder, and it continued to vibrate, and with a "boom", the boulder was shattered, turning into a phantom, and went straight to Ming Yu's chest, with amazing sword power. Ming Yu still stretched out two fingers, and firmly clamped the Qingfeng Sword again three feet away from him. The Qingfeng Sword continued to vibrate, but it couldn't break free of Ming Yu's fingers, which meant that Ming Yu's fingers were harder than the boulder.

"That's right, I've reached the third-order cultivation, and I've mastered this sword technique. ”

Luo Chen slowly stood up from the quagmire land, he had already reached the third order of cultivation, but it was just the record of the spiritual power imperial art in his comprehension of the Great Luo Immortal Sutra, he started to work according to the cat and the tiger in his mind, and then slightly controlled Qingfeng, and it was a matter of course, and he practiced the art of the imperial sword!

"You don't look at what kind of person I Luo Chen is!" Luo Chen laughed and pulled out the fifth-order mist poison flower beside him, heroically put the flower on his shoulder, walked to Ming Yu's side, patted Ming Yu's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, let's go back to Manshan Mountain for alchemy!"

Ming Yu was stunned as Luo Chen rushed down the mountain carrying the Flower of Fog Poison, and the Qingfeng Sword followed Luo Chen like a shadow, floating on Luo Chen's left and right. In just one day and one night, he broke through to the third layer of Qi training, without any blockage, and he also practiced the art of the sword. This guy's black blood power is a bit exaggerated, right? Ming Yu shouted: "Wait, you seem to have run backwards, that is the direction of the main vein of Bottle Mountain." ”

After some tossing, the two finally got out of Bottle Mountain and set foot on the wasteland again, and they looked back at Bottle Mountain almost at the same time, where the sky seemed to be slowly shrouded in fog and clouds again, and the endless illusion fell again.

"Do you think it's possible for those behemoths to stay in the wasteland?"

Luo Chen asked Ming Yu as he walked. Ming Yu felt that it was possible, so he suggested that the two of them take a detour. It is indeed a good strategy to take a detour, so Luo Chen carried the flower of fog poison, and planned to walk from the east side of Bottle Mountain, through an ancient forest, and around some mountain roads, he could return to Manshan Mountain, and he did not need to go to the wasteland. There are too many secrets on Bottle Mountain, first of all, the young master of the Lingnan tribe, who is also a human and a demon, is unpredictable, and the Bottle Mountain Demon who has never shown up, the secrets here are far more than those that Jingnan has explored, and those who can know these past events are estimated to be only some old monks who are over 100 years old in the Great Wilderness Tribe, since it is unpredictable, it is better not to investigate. Anyway, the purpose of the two people was achieved, they took a flower of mist poison, and they also improved Luo Chen's cultivation. The two were talking and laughing, when a voice came from the dense forest next to them.

"Stay for now. ”

They stopped and looked into the depths of the forest. I saw a man in a black beast robe, slowly walking out of the jungle, this person was slender, his body was powerful, he looked like a young man, but his face was hidden deep under the robe, obviously deliberately hidden, refusing to show his true face.

"Friend, may I ask, what are you doing with the two of you?"

"I want to catch up with Luo Chen. The black-robed man whispered, and with a wave of his hand, several black-red shadows burst out from the depths of the dense forest, and it was the giant beast that attacked them in the wasteland! These guys roared and rushed out, their huge steel claws heading straight for Ming Yu.

"Edgeworth!"

Luo Chen sacrificed his mana, waved the Qingfeng sword out of thin air, and stabbed directly at the giant beast that rushed towards him, but the giant beast slapped Luo Chen's Qingfeng away with one claw, and knocked Luo Chen away with another claw, the giant beast ignored Luo Chen, and with a dozen giant beasts behind him, he galloped past Luo Chen's side and went straight to Ming Yu. The purpose of these guys is obvious, they want to target Ming Yu, and as soon as they go up, they pounce on Ming Yu, their steel claws extended, and their fangs exposed. It's easy for Ming Yu to defeat these guys, but this kind of ghost thing can't seem to be killed, and that's where the trouble lies. Therefore, Ming Yu could only fight and retreat, waiting for an opportunity to find the weakness of these giant beasts, their battle moved quickly, and disappeared from Luo Chen's sight in the blink of an eye.

Luo Chen jumped up from the ground, wanting to catch up to help Ming Yu, but the black-robed young man stood in front of Luo Chen.

"Wait, don't worry, that friend of yours is very powerful, and my pets can't kill him for the time being. ”

Luo Chen also understood, so he was no longer in a hurry, and asked in a loud voice: "Your voice is very strange, but it seems to be somewhat familiar." Who are you?"

"Before you die, I will make you understand. ”

The black-robed man's voice seemed to be a little gritted his teeth, and there was a resentment in his voice: "Pick up your rotten sword, don't say that I can't win." ”

Luo Chen picked up the Qingfeng Sword that was slapped away by the giant beast, raised the sword and asked the black-robed man, "Since you want to kill me, it depends on your ability." ”

Luo Chen's expression became serious, this young man's cultivation was very strange, like a third-order monk, and it was a little vague. From a distance, it is a third-order, and up close, it is a fourth-order, but if you look closely, the cultivation looks very confusing, making people unclear about the level. This kind of cultivation is similar to Luo Chen, or higher than him, Luo Chen didn't dare to say that he was against him, and he had any certainty, after all, he was just a Qi Cultivation Immortal Clan cultivator who had just stepped into the third order.

"Don't worry, I still have a lot of questions for you. The young man smiled: "You and that guy stayed in Bottle Mountain for two days and two nights, and they were able to return safely, which is really amazing, and I have to wonder how you came out, or what is the true face of the legend of Bottle Mountain." ”

Luo Chen looked at the black-robed young man carefully, and only after half a sound did he reply: "There is indeed a Lingnan tribe in this bottle mountain, and Zhang Xinqi does exist. I'm not sure what he is, though. ”

"Anyway, is it really a ghost?"

"There are also people and ghosts, ghosts and demons, the gods are haunting, unpredictable, the sword cannot be killed, and the divine power is difficult to invade. ”

"Kind of interesting, go on. The black-robed man nodded and said.

"We broke through a layer of maze inside, found Zhang Xinqi's true body, and after some fighting, he gave us a flower of mist poison and sent us away, after all, it is no good for anyone to continue. There are six big mountains in Bottle Mountain, and Ming Yuzhi and I have found out one, and the latter ones have not yet been touched. ”

"I kind of get it. The black-robed man nodded and said, "Last question, who is that five-foot kid with you, whose cultivation is so high?"

Ming Yu's skills, he had long been aware of it, a five-foot-tall child-like person, but he could hurt the giant beasts that he cultivated as high as the fifth order, and he still directly injured a group, looking at the wounds of those giant beasts, he concluded that Ming Yu's cultivation was at least the eighth order, and it could be the ninth order!

"I don't know where he came from. ”

"Can I understand that you are hiding his identity?"

Luo Chen didn't answer, he just looked at the black-robed man with a complicated expression, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice, "Are you Beiling?"

The black-robed man took off his robe, revealing a face pierced with blood wolf totems, and said with a murderous expression: "You are really still so smart. ”