"Ling Xian, Ling Xian. ”

The call of concern continued to sound in the void, making this white world seem to suddenly have a little more color.

Gradually, the five senses returned, and with it unbearable pain.

"Hiss, pain. ”

Ling Xian gradually opened his eyes, the sun hanging high cast some dazzling sunlight, and the darkness seemed to disappear with his memory.

"You're okay, great!"

There was a mixture of concern and joy in Yuemi's voice, and it sounded so wonderful to Ling Xian's ears.

Ling Xian tilted his head hard, looking at the pretty face of Yuejian beside him, who was obviously a little tired, and struggled to sit up.

The sharp pain in his limbs made him stop his reckless move, and he snorted, and lay on the ground panting for breath.

A burst of green light flashed across Ling Xian's body, instantly making him feel more comfortable.

"You're not healed yet, don't move. ”

Ling Xian shrugged his shoulders helplessly, didn't speak, just looked at Yuejian with a smile on his face.

The sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the company of beautiful women, Ling Xian felt for the first time that this world was so beautiful.

......

......

Although Ling Xian's injuries were serious, under Yuejian's careful care, he quickly moved as usual.

"Isn't that shadow dead, but we haven't seen it again?"

Although Ling Xian had already received the answer, he still asked without giving up.

Yuejian was silent for a moment, facing Shang Ling Xian's somewhat concerned gaze, knowing that he was also worried about himself, and comforted him.

"It's just a feeling in my heart, maybe it's wrong, don't worry, I'm a master of wisdom, he dares to come again, hum!"

After Yue Jian finished speaking, he compared his own small fist and pretended to be vicious, which made Ling Xian laugh for a while.

"Don't be careless, that thing is too weird, I've lived for so many years, I've seen countless strange lives, but nothing has ever made me feel so frightened. ”

The strange beast appeared beside the two of them, and his tone was a little solemn.

The two nodded, now that they knew the true identity of the beast, they were convinced of its words.

Dream tapir, a mysterious beast inherited from ancient times, legend has it that the dream tapir has no entity, but only exists in dreams, feeding on nightmares, and no one can find its traces.

However, all things always have mutual restraint, and dream tapirs also have natural enemies, that is......

Formation Division!

I don't know which formation master discovered for the first time that Devouring Dream Tapir could actually increase his mental power, and since then, Dream Tapir's carefree and happy life has come to an end.

Dream tapirs originally parasitized in the sea of human divine thoughts, and the sea of divine thoughts must be wide enough to accommodate dream tapirs with equally strong spiritual power, and the tragedy is that these people are often formation masters.

It was a bloodless feast, in a world where no one could see, where killing and revelry were on the rise, and the tapir fed on its nightmares, but there was no way to end them.

Next to Ling Xian was probably the last dream tapir in the world, it was lucky to meet Wang Qian, hiding in that mysterious jade pendant, it was ten thousand years in a flash, until it met Ling Xian, and then saw the world again.

"Your injuries are almost healed. ”

Tsukimi's voice suddenly lowered.

"I'm going back to Longteng, you, are you really not going back with me?"

Tsukimi looked up, her pretty face full of hope.

Dragon......

Ling Xian was in a trance, this name, which was still completely unfamiliar to him before, was now closely connected to his life. It was his hometown, his homeland, the place where he once dreamed, and now, there is more meaning, it is the place where the moon is seen.

But now......

"I have more to do. ”

Ling Xian was a little afraid to look directly at Yuejian's scorching gaze.

"I grew up in the Lieyan Sect, how can I just walk away, not to mention, I still have a promise to fulfill. ”

Tsukimi's long eyelashes drooped low, obscuring his somewhat dim gaze.

"I'll go find you. ”

"Do you know where Long Teng is? The bitter cold land of the extreme north, according to which it is thousands of miles away, and there are many difficulties and dangers in the process, and you ...... alone."

"Thousands of miles of mountains, a hundred turns and thousands of times, as long as there is you in the road ahead, I am not afraid. ”

The eyes of hope burned again, like the bright moon in the dark night, bright and warm.

......

......

Ling Xian's injuries were almost healed, and Ling Xian, who was idle, finally had time to think about his cultivation.

The Immortal Yuan Continent has been inherited for thousands of years, and although the way of cultivation is ever-changing, there is always only one standard for the level of the realm, that is, the nine-grade system.

The nine products from low to high are clumsy, if foolish, fighting power, small, with wisdom, through the quiet, concrete, sitting photos, into the gods.

Clumsy, if foolish, fighting power is the next three grades, and it is the most basic realm of cultivation. If you want to practice spiritual power, you must first train your physical body. The physical body is the carrier of spiritual power, the nine-layer platform, starting from the earth, although these three realms are the foundation, they are the most important realms for cultivation.

Small, with wisdom, through the secluded for the middle three products, for the cultivation of the realm of the upper and lower realm. To reach these three realms, it is important to focus on the control of spiritual power, if you say that before the duel with people, the offensive is mighty, like a river rushing, pouring thousands of miles, opening and closing, and overwhelming people with force. Then now it is a continuous offensive, such as embroidery through needles, the strong will advance, the weak will retreat, the virtual and the real, and the momentum will oppress people.

Specifically, sitting in the photo, entering the gods is the top three grades, non-talent is outstanding, and those who are the best cannot enter this realm, and when they reach these three realms, cultivators will also cultivate spiritual power like the formation master, and it is also the most difficult realm to cultivate.

In these nine products, each product is divided into the front, middle, and back, as well as the small consummation, and the five realms of the great consummation.

Although a cultivator's strength is closely related to the realm, the realm is not the only factor, there are many other factors that affect the strength of a cultivator, and the two most important factors are ......

Martial arts!

The martial arts on the Xianyuan Continent are like a sky full of stars, innumerable, in general, it can be divided into three levels: immortal, spiritual, and fan, and each level can be divided into upper, middle, and lower three.

In addition to the three most important factors of one's own realm and martial arts, there are also Lingbao pills and so on, and so on.

It is precisely because of this that there are different professions such as alchemists, refiners, and formation masters in the Xianyuan Continent, and whether it is alchemy or refining, they are ultimately inseparable from the formation, and the preciousness of the formation master can also be glimpsed from it.

Ling Xian originally thought that what he had obtained was the inheritance of the most powerful array refining master in the past, and the Rotten Ke Sutra should be at least a heaven-level exercise no matter what, but he didn't expect to be poured a basin of cold water by the dream tapir.

"What are you talking about, the Rotten Ke Sutra is only a mortal-level inferior method, could it be that the royal quality has always used only the low-level exercises of the mortal rank?"

"The Rotten Ke Sutra is passed on from the Heavenly Dao, it is an immortal level exercise, Wang Zhen has been enlightened for a hundred years, and has realized one or two of them, and after going out of the mountain, he has learned from others, and he has realized seven or eight out of ten, and the Heavenly Dao that he has realized no longer exists in the Rotten Ke Sutra, so when it is passed to your hands, there is only this one seed left in it. ”

Ling Xian wanted to cry a little without tears, he thought that he had obtained an earth-shattering supreme exercise, but he didn't expect that it was not earth-shattering, but it only frightened himself.

Yue Jian was also a little surprised, her thoughts were the same as Ling Xian's, and when she heard the news, she couldn't help but look at Ling Xian with some concern.

Seeing Ling Xian's loveless expression, Dream Tapir felt a little amused.

"However, this exercise is not useless, although it is only a mortal-level exercise now, it has a characteristic that even an immortal-level exercise is not available. ”

"It can evolve!"

"Evolution?"

Ling Xian looked at the dream tapir in surprise, a little incredulous, he had never heard of any exercises that could be evolved.

"With Wang Zhen's original talent and strength, he could have completely comprehended the Heavenly Dao in it, but in the end, he still left this rotten Ke Sutra, and the part he left behind is the most important outline of it, so the rotten Ke Jing in your hand is actually a seed. ”

"And if it wants to grow into a towering tree, then Heavenly Dao Perception is the best fertilizer!"

The dreamtapir's long nose shook constantly, and there was demagogic power in its voice.

"Heavenly Dao Perception, can it be said that it is?"

Ling Xian was thoughtful, as if he understood what the dream tapir wanted to say next.

"As you think, exercises, martial arts, these are all Heavenly Dao perceptions. ”

"Exercises, martial arts, ......"

Ling Xian's face was still a little ugly, just kidding, low-level martial arts may still be relatively common, and it is not difficult for the Rotten Ke Sutra to evolve. But what about the back?

Dream Tapir didn't say that Ling Xian could imagine it, it was impossible for the Rotten Ke Sutra to evolve by relying only on low-level martial arts, but how could those high-level martial arts be so easy to obtain?

You must know that whether it is exercises or martial arts, it is definitely one of the most precious things on the Xianyuan Continent, and high-level martial arts and martial arts are the secret of the family sect, if you want to get them, just thinking about them makes you feel difficult, not to mention, Ling Xian needs far more than one.

However, this is barely a good news for Ling Xian, at least he has a direction to work towards, although it is still a little illusory, but it is much better than the Rotten Ke Sutra is just an ordinary mortal-level exercise.

This was not the only problem that gave Ling Xian a headache, and the mysterious palace in the Sea of Divine Thoughts was also one of them.

Although the Mysterious Palace saved Ling Xian from fire and water several times, its existence always made Ling Xian a little uneasy.

"What's the situation with that palace in the Sea of Divine Thoughts?"

Yuejian and Dream Tapir glanced at each other, Ling Xian's description reminded them of a long-sealed legend in the Dragon Teng Empire, but this legend was too terrifying, so they chose to hide it from Ling Xian very tacitly.

"There shouldn't be any problems with this palace, but don't use the Legacy Mark lightly in the future unless necessary. ”

Ling Xian stared at Yue Jian tightly for a long time, and she was a little weak-hearted.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Xian shrugged his shoulders, although he sensed that Tsukimi and Dream Tapir were hiding something from him, but he didn't believe that they would harm him, and he didn't want to ask again. No matter how mysterious this palace was, it was still in his own sea of divine thoughts, and Ling Xian believed that he would know all its secrets sooner or later.