The power of the incomparably pure fire spirit was like a fountain, falling down when it reached the highest point, and the top of the curved pillar of light was aimed at Xiao Qiang's heavenly aperture, and it fell down accurately. [Full text reading]

Rumble!

The powerful power of the fire spirit directly poured into Xiao Qiang's body, drowning him in an instant!

Xiao Zhuling, who was playing an "adventure game" in Xiao Qiang's body, turned around and ran away in fright, burrowing into the prohibition of the wisteria jade ring, and peeking at the master's body in horror.

Xiao Qiang was also frightened by this surging energy, but when he sensed the familiar aura of the three-legged tripod, he relaxed, guarded his mind, and accepted the power of the fire spirit.

A part of the energy was quickly absorbed by the Fire Spirit Yuan, and a part of the energy was crowded in his meridians, circulating like a wild dragon.

More energy escaped from the meridians, rolling up waves of fire that washed back and forth over his skin like a tidal wave.

Countless tiny whirlpools came out of the pores of the skin, rippling outward, and countless ripples were connected together, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, like a large red net covering Xiao Qiang's body.

I don't know how long it took, the three-legged fountain finally dried up, Xiao Qiang's body slowly regained its calm, he exhaled a long breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

The three-legged tripod had been restored to its original state, and the black, mutilated three legs stood on the boulder, and a wisp of black smoke escaped from the mouth of the tripod, which quickly dissipated.

Xiao Qiang retracted his gaze and looked at his hands, on his arms, the criss-crossing red streaks had not yet dissipated, and were slowly penetrating under the skin, and finally disappeared from the surface of the skin.

He stretched out his finger and poked it on the back of his other hand, and as the skin sank, circles of ripples surged outward, and the powerful force of the rebound came, and he bounced his fingers away.

Xiao Qiang's expression was strange, and he said in surprise: "Is this the rhythm that wants to form a spirit wall?!"

The second level of the Yun Spirit Realm, Huo Lingyuan will regard his body as a territory, forming a spirit wall, which is actually dividing the boundaries of the territory.

Generally speaking, it takes at least two or three years of cultivation to advance from the first level of the "soul cultivation" stage of the spiritual realm to the second level, and only when the spiritual power in the body accumulates to a certain extent, the spiritual power begins to transform the skin and form a spiritual wall.

But apparently Xiao Qiang is an exception!

If he, like other spiritual cultivators, only relied on the vibration of the Fire Spirit Yuan to absorb a small amount of spiritual power through the Heavenly Aperture, then it would definitely take several years.

But how powerful was the energy that the three-legged tripod poured into him just now?

If he had used the "Angry Spirit Technique" to guide spiritual power a little more skillfully, and did not waste a lot of energy, I am afraid that the benefits would be much greater!

Xiao Qiang stabbed the back of his hand a few more times with the tip of his sword, but when he found that the defense had really become very strong, he finally determined that he was moving towards the second level, and now he was at least in the middle level of the first level!

There is a world of difference between Lingbi's defensive ability and his previous protective body, and the difference is not only reflected in the flexibility of the defense, but also in the fact that the Lingbi is an autonomous defense!

The so-called autonomous defense means that the spirit wall is like a second layer of skin, it exists at any time, no matter whether Xiao Qiang sleeps or goes to the thatched house, even if he does not urge the spiritual power in his body, the spirit wall is always protecting him!

Xiao Qiang stood up excitedly, walked to the three-legged tripod, stroked it lightly, as if to repay his gratitude, and then walked towards the outside of the stone forest.

The energy in his body is almost exploding, and he needs to vent well!

In the valley, thunder rolled, red smoke clouds churned, and Xiao Qiang was like a raging beast, constantly waving heavy punches and hitting the boulders.

With each shot, a boulder instantly burst into countless pieces, flying all over the sky, and at the same time the boulder exploded, leaving an ugly pit on the ground.

Sure enough, it's stronger than before!

Xiao Qiang became more and more excited, and the range of movement became larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, a thick layer of gravel was laid under his feet, and all the boulders around him were cleaned up!

After venting, the restless breath in Xiao Qiang's body stabilized, he withdrew his fists, breathed in place for a moment, drew his long sword, and began to practice swordsmanship.

In the valley, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sound of whistling came and went, mixed with the sound of the collapse of the boulder, Xiao Qiang's whole person turned into a phantom, surrounded by a brilliant sword light, and lightning rushed around.

Starting from the lowest level of swordsmanship, all the way to the highest level of "Wind Spirit Sword", Xiao Qiang spent three days deducing the two sword intents again.

After three days of sleeplessness, his eyes turned blood-red, and the clothes on his body had long since turned into butterflies and flew away, revealing bronzed skin and angular muscles.

Poof!

Xiao Qiang fell from the sky, smashed the last boulder with a sword, his body suddenly stopped, he stood upright like a javelin, and the "Eight Desolation Fury Spirit Formula" started autonomously, and while the spiritual power in his body flowed, the spiritual power between heaven and earth also surged towards him crazily.

Almost wrapped in a cloud of red mist, Xiao Qiang came to the three-legged tripod again, sat cross-legged, and accepted the infusion of the three-legged tripod "fountain".

After three days of savings, the three-legged tripod had already recovered its powerful spiritual power, and when it sensed Xiao Qiang's summons, the fountain gushed out in an instant.

Xiao Qiang came prepared this time, and under the guidance of the "Eight Desolation Fury Spirit Formula", the power of the fire spirit that entered the body surged directly towards the fire spirit yuan in the dantian.

With the Fire Spirit Yuan as the center, the fire dragon formed by the power of the fire spirit circulated wildly in the meridians, and it was not until Xiao Qiang could not control it that the power of the fire spirit escaped and continued to wash his skin.

More red streaks appeared on his body, dense and criss-crossed, as if there were countless skillful hands weaving at the same time, and at the sight, a complete garment was almost finished.

It lasted until late at night, Xiao Qiang absorbed the last power of the fire spirit, slowly opened his eyes, and two dazzling red lights shot out from his pupils.

He looked down at his hands, which seemed to be covered with a silk glove, the red silk threads were dense, and the legs were very thin, and then slowly penetrated under the skin and disappeared.

Xiao Qiang was overjoyed, and after standing up, he still stroked the three-legged tripod a few times, and then walked to the center of a towering boulder, and began to vent frantically again.

Xiao Qiang didn't dare to slack off, he knew how powerful the spiritual power of the Fire Spirit Valley was, how abundant the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was, once he left here, it would be difficult to find such an ideal place to cultivate.

There is less than a month left, and the strength can be improved a little bit, every minute and every second is very important to him!

Destroying a stone forest again, Xiao Qiang's restless aura calmed down, he drew his sword, and when he was about to practice swordsmanship, his heart suddenly moved.

That's right, at the beginning, he learned two and a half sets of martial arts from the Remnant Pavilion, and now "Three Kills" and "Wind Shadow Warriors" have become smaller, but he hasn't practiced that half of the martial arts himself!

On the second floor of the Remnant Pavilion, Xiao Qiang chose a set of swordsmanship martial arts, called "Nameless Seven Swords", although it is a Xuanpin, but it is a remnant spectrum, missing the last two moves, so Xiao Qiang only memorized the first five moves, but never practiced.

But as his realm grew, especially after successfully deducing the sword intent several times, Xiao Qiang began to feel that the remnant spectrum might not be impossible to cultivate, because every move and style had its own internal connection.

Maybe I can deduce the next two moves through the first five forms?

Once this idea comes out of his head, it can no longer be stifled, Xiao Qiang's eyes began to shine, just do it, practice it!

Anyway, in a short period of time, it is impossible for his swordsmanship to make a qualitative leap, and maybe he can get more comprehension from the remnants!

"Nameless Seven Swords", although Xiao Qiang has not cultivated, he never dares to forget.

The sword tricks and mysteries of the five moves flowed in his mind, and they were extremely clear, and sure enough, looking at these five moves again with his current realm, he did have a new understanding.

At this time, Xiao Qiang was not in a hurry, and continued to deepen his understanding, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he was not in a hurry to occupy it, but to climb to the highest place and overlook its whole picture!

The night passed, and Xiao Qiang stood there like a statue with a sword in one hand, motionless.

When the morning sun shone on the bridge of his beautiful nose, he finally opened his eyes, and they shone like cold stars.

"A sword locks the country, a horizontal sword style!" Xiao Qiang held the Huoyun Sword in his hand, his footsteps were slightly staggered, and the long sword was horizontal in front of his chest.

The power of the fire spirit was injected into the Fire Cloud Sword, and the translucent sword body flashed red light in an instant, and the raging flames rolled on the sword body, and the scorching waves of qi were scattered in all directions.

Xiao Qiang urged the spiritual power in his body again, only to hear a snort, the sword light of the Huoyun Sword skyrocketed, and two curtains of fire spread out from the top and bottom of the sword body, like a solid gate, isolating himself from the outside world.

Xiao Qiang crossed his chest with a sword, towering like an insurmountable mountain!

The powerful sword momentum continued to push outward, and the tyrannical momentum swept through the valley, and the gravel on the ground throbbed, and finally flew outward with a roar!

"One sword to fix the storm, condensing the sword style!" Xiao Qiang let out a low snort, took another step forward, and the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand stood up, with the blade facing outward, separating his two sharp eyes.

If it was just to release momentum, now is to receive.

The valley of flying sand and rocks calmed down in an instant, and as Xiao Qiang slowly injected spiritual power into the sword body, the light of the sword body was suppressed and restrained, silently reining in the sword momentum.

The long sword erected contained powerful spiritual power, as well as a powerful sword momentum, and Xiao Qiang's battle intent was also burning, almost making him burst.

He knows very well that the greatest deterrent is to provoke but not provoke, and this is the mystery of the condensing sword style!

But Xiao Qiang is a young man with strong blood after all, and he doesn't have such a strong concentration.

After only holding on for a while, he was burned by the battle intent and lost his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of rage, jumped up, and slashed towards the boulder in front of him with a volley.

All the energy and sword momentum came out with this sword, and the fire cloud sword that flashed red light skyrocketed to more than two meters long, as if it was a fire practice falling from the sky, instantly splitting a one-person-high boulder in half!