Chapter Seventy-Five: Cultivating the Mixed Yuan Sword Sutra
Before Honghime's words were finished, a faint light suddenly flickered on the altar that had long been forgotten by everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Honghime's mouth opened wide, and she looked at the altar on the opposite mountain peak with an incredulous expression, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Why don't you say it? This is ...... What?"
Xuan Xuan followed the gaze of Hongji, and saw that the altar had been shrouded in a layer of light at some point, as if some kind of summoning had been opened.
"Is this the altar calling itself?" said the last remaining adventurers had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
"Buzz!"
When the light reached a certain level, a humanoid phantom suddenly appeared in the altar, and with it, there were also spatial cracks above the altar, as if the will of this world suddenly woke up, wanting to kill the mysterious existence that appeared in the altar.
But for some reason, maybe it was the fear of the strength of the figure in the altar, or the fear of the identity of the figure, in short, the spatial crack spread above the altar for a moment, turning into a hideous black vertical eye, which stared at the altar for a moment, and finally slowly closed its eyes and disappeared into the void.
The people who were shocked by the scene just now breathed a sigh of relief after their eyes disappeared, the Weiya just now, it seemed that a single thought could kill itself and others, fortunately, it only focused on the figure in the altar, and did not have the slightest interest in the adventurers.
The adventurers, who were in a slightly relaxed mood, gathered their minds and looked towards the altar, and the figure that had been blurred was now visible, it was a young man in a white robe, to be exact, a young man whose body had been split in half.
"The altar summoned a dead man?" Many adventurers' faces suddenly became gloomy.
"Don't worry, look!" Red Ji shouted.
Everyone looked towards the altar again, and saw that the young man who had been split in half had now merged his body into one, sitting cross-legged on the altar, as if healing.
"He's resurrected? Is this healing?"
"Don't jump to conclusions, let's just watch quietly, I hope this person is summoned by the altar to help us!" Xiao Chen waved his hand to stop some adventurers who wanted to move forward.
And in the altar, Ji Ning, who was dressed in a white robe, repaired his body with a frightened face after fusing his body.
"I said that the assessment task is so simple, it turned out to be a last-minute outbreak! No wonder the system you have to make me a god to participate in the assessment task again!"
"I'm lucky this time, then Augusta only had time to split my body in half, and he activated the soul teleportation before he could destroy me, otherwise I would have really fallen this time!"
"System, don't play dead with me, you come out for me!" Ji Ning said with some annoyance.
"The host doesn't need to be angry, this assessment task is arranged by the Taichu Dao Venerable, if you are dissatisfied, you can go to your teacher and talk to it!"
"Whew!" Ji Ning took a long breath, "Speaking of which, I was still careless, I always thought that there would be no danger after the mission was over, but I forgot that I was still in the dimensional world of the assessment and did not return!"
"It's right that the host can think so, I hope the host can wake up at any time, and must not lose the sense of crisis!"
After repairing his body, Ji Ning stood up, as if he was about to leave the altar, he had already found hundreds of people outside the altar, although the highest strength was the cultivation of the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, but Ji Ning felt that they were not ordinary cultivators, and they all seemed to have the strength to fight beyond the ranks.
Boom!
As soon as he walked to the edge of the altar, Ji Ning was bounced back by the light mask, and fell to the ground with his butt, and Ji Ning was powerless to fight back against the light mask around the altar like a mortal.
"System, what's going on? Why can't I get out? And I don't feel like this is the Three Realms!" Ji Ning's face was a little ugly.
"I'm sorry host, but due to the effect of Augusta's last sword, the result of the teleportation was changed, and I don't know where the teleportation is now!" replied the system blandly.
"Then you teleport again!"
"I'm sorry, it takes the energy shield of the altar to completely spread out before the teleportation can be activated again, and it will take about thirty days, and the host can cultivate during this time. ”
"Thirty days? It's not a delay, since that's the case, then you can exchange the Mixed Yuan Sword Sutra for me first!"
"The exchange is complete, after deducting the host's 10,000 soul points, the host's current soul points still have 238,000 points left!"
As the sound of the system sounded, Ji Ning suddenly felt that there was an extra set of cultivation exercises in his mind, and there were even some figures who had the experience of cultivating this exercise!
After a while, Ji Ning breathed a long sigh of relief, and the joy on his face couldn't be suppressed.
"This set of exercises can really be said to be tailor-made for me, the system I need to exchange for cultivation energy, the more the better!"
"Carefully recommended for the host - Chaos Pill, one Chaos Pill can meet all the energy required by ordinary mortals to cultivate to the realm of true gods, only one hundred energy points, cheap and high-quality, should the host come to a hundred first?"
"Okay, wait until I smelt the power in my body into the power of the sword element!"
Having made up his mind, Ji Ning sat cross-legged on the altar without hesitation, and the clone of the Pure Yang True Immortal Realm appeared on the altar at the same time.
"Fusion!"
With Ji Ning's low shout, the two bodies suddenly fused together, making Ji Ning's soul power more than twice as powerful.
At the same time, according to the cultivation method in the Mixed Yuan Sword Sutra, Ji Ning condensed the mana and divine power in his body into the power of the sword element, removing the turnips and retaining the essence, and the impurities left over from the cultivation were expelled from Ji Ning's body by the power of the sword element.
The golden pill in the body was shattered and turned into a sword baby, and then the sword baby grew up without a while, turned into a sword path primordial god, and sat cross-legged in Ji Ning's mind in the purple mansion.
This cultivation is ten days, and when Ji Ning opened his eyes, the area around the altar was already full of people, all of them closed their eyes and thought, as if the aura emitted by Ji Ning's cultivation would help their cultivation.
Seeing this, Ji Ning ignored it, and shouted to the system in his mind: "System, the natal immortal sword you said can be exchanged for me!"
"Yes, host, please wait, the four swords of Zhuxian are fused!"
"After the fusion is completed, deduct the host's 100,000 soul points, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Innate Supreme Treasure Immortal Sword!"
Looking at the long sword in his hand that looked like jade and not jade, like stone and not stone, Ji Ning flicked it lightly on the sword body, and no sound came out, if it weren't for the real touch in his hand, Ji Ning still thought that the long sword in his hand was just a phantom.
There is no need to drip blood to recognize the master, Ji Ning has already sensed the connection with this sword, his mind moved, and the fairy sword in his hand disappeared suddenly, and he didn't know when it had appeared in Ji Ning's Zifu Yuan Shen, and the power of the sword Dao Yuan Shen began to cultivate the natal fairy sword.