Chapter 16: The Prisoners of the Temple of the King of God, Section 67 (42)

Princess Tian Lai is still firm in her mind. [No pop-up novel network]

Ling Luo thought that if he ignored it, it would inevitably make people feel uneasy, so he saluted and said, "The minister asks for orders to chase after King Ping, and only asks where he is going to return." ”

Princess Tianlai changed her mind at this time, and she was also assured that Ling Luo would not stop King Ping.

"Exactly. ”

Ling Luo immediately urged his work, and his body suddenly flew into the air without wind, and when he was about a hundred feet high, the snow-white dragon soul suddenly appeared in mid-air, taking him with him into the clouds and mist.

Not long after, Zheng Guo's government and opposition heard the news from the palace.

Many subjects believed that King Ping would not return after leaving this time, and that he would inevitably try to take revenge for the hatred of being taken from the throne.

And some subjects who were dissatisfied with Princess Tianlai's seizure of the throne or who always believed in King Ping were full of hope that he would be able to lead his troops back.

Flying Immortal Sect.

Zheng Feixian woke up in his sleep.

After hearing the news, he was extremely angry.

"Tell them all to chase after the deity! Be sure to bring King Ping back, if he really goes to the Divine Soul Country now, so unscrupulous, then even if he kills it, it doesn't matter!"

Under Zheng Feixian's order, the martial soul-level masters of the Flying Immortal Sect suddenly poured out of the nest and scattered to catch up with the west.

It is said that King Ping is still immersed in the joy of divine achievement at this moment.

I was going to fly straight to the left bank of the Divine Soul Country to find the North Monarch, so I flew extremely fast.

But gradually, he didn't feel in a hurry, but flew low, and the black dragon flew unfast and slow, while he himself did it on the dragon's head, looking at the land under the night.

Although the flying degree of the Black Dragon Martial Spirit is fast.

However, compared to the ability of the white dragon to turn into clouds and mist, the ability to fly a distance of hundreds of miles in an instant is not as good as it.

Ling Luo estimated the degree of the Peace King's flight, and constantly turned into clouds and mist, searching all the way to the west.

In just half an hour, I saw King Ping and his black dragon martial soul swimming and flying in the low altitude.

Ling Luo rode the white dragon martial soul to fall from the sky, and in a moment he caught up and stopped in front of King Ping's black dragon.

Suddenly seeing Ling Luo, King Ping was surprised but smiled without suspicion, "It's Xinhou, it's so fast." Xinhou quickly teaches the king, and this martial soul still has some methods of cao longitudinal use. This king has just cultivated, and he hasn't had time to consult Beijun yet. It's best to see you now. When this king has mastered all the methods of using martial spirits, when he sees Beijun, he will naturally be surprised. ”

Ling Luo saluted respectfully.

In fact, Ling Luo no longer had to bow to King Ping.

He is the husband of Princess Tian Lai, that is, King Zheng.

If it is a metaphor, her status is like that of a queen.

It's just that Ling Luo always respects King Ping, so he always regards himself as a courtier.

"The minister congratulated King Ping on his cultivation of divine feats and his martial soul. ”

"Yes! It was a great joy indeed. King Ping replied loudly with great joy, and with one hand still groping for the dragon horns on the head of the black dragon martial spirit, he always found it interesting.

"King Ping, this is going to the Divine Soul Country?"

When King Ping heard this, he recovered a little from his joy and understood the reason why Ling Luo was chasing, and couldn't help laughing, "This king knows that Xinhou is embarrassed. Of course, this king is going to the Divine Soul Country to see Beijun this time, but he will not stay in the Divine Soul Country for a long time, and after seeing Beijun, he will fly around on the black dragon. When you see the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers or get tired of it, you will go back to Zhengdu. ”

In this way, the minister was relieved. King Ping is alone outside, I am afraid that he will not be able to adapt to the life of the people, and there are many inconveniences without anyone to take care of him. If there is a need for people, the officials and slaves of the local government will follow the orders of King Ping. ”

"The king knows. King Ping said, and couldn't wait to urge Ling Luo to say, "Xinhou don't talk about this, quickly teach this king how to use the martial soul ability." ”

"Yes!"

Ling Luo immediately jumped to King Ping's side and carefully taught the method of using the martial soul ability.

In the past, he had participated in the cultivation with Beijun, and he knew the ability of the black dragon very well.

Originally, the ability to use martial souls was not complicated, and King Ping was very attentive, and he memorized it in a moment.

Ling Luo didn't say much and said goodbye to go back.

King Ping didn't leave immediately, but tried to practice one by one in the same place, just wanting to make the black dragon cao proficient and surprise Beijun.

In this way, he didn't know how much time had passed, but he just enjoyed it, and he didn't feel tired at all.

The fifty-zhang long fire phoenix suddenly chased after the winter snow.

When she saw King Ping's martial spirit, Dongxue couldn't help but be amazed.

However, she was not afraid.

King Ping had seen winter snow more than once and had not forgotten it.

"Could it be that Aunt Wang sent you to chase you?"

"Shizun was worried that King Ping would be in danger when he was alone, so he sent me to ask King Ping to go back. If King Ping wants to travel the world, later, when the master arranges for the disciples to accompany him for protection, he can naturally go wherever he wants. ”

King Ping couldn't help but laugh and said, "This king doesn't believe it, this king doesn't believe it, and now he needs the protection of others to fly around." After that, King Ping suddenly had an idea, and said straightly, "Elder Dongxue came just in time, this king has never fought with anyone, and now that his martial arts have just begun, he seems to have inexhaustible strength all over his body, and he really wants to see how powerful it is." It's better for Elder Dongxue to accompany this king to practice, so that this king can have more actual combat experience. ”

These words sounded to Dongxue, as if he was going to make a move, and he didn't believe that King Ping, who fled at the moment, was just sincere, and only thought that King Ping really wanted to flee to the Divine Soul Country and didn't want to go back, and would rather rely on his amazing martial arts cultivation to do something to her.

King Ping has cultivated the Divine Soul Will Technique, and his cultivation is profound, and his martial soul is powerful. Although it is powerful, Dongxue's skill is not much lower than that of King Ping. It's just that the martial soul's combat power is not as good as his, but the power of the Divine Soul Will Technique allows cultivators to have the ability to fight with martial souls as long as they have martial souls. She is confident that she has rich combat experience and is not afraid of the Ping King in front of her.

"In that case, Dongxue has no choice but to offend—"

Dongxue's face was indifferent, her mouth was flat, but her heart was quite annoyed.

'Do you think I'm so bullied by Dongxue!'

King Ping only agreed when she agreed, and hurriedly put on a posture, but after thinking about it, he felt that the posture was clearly the appearance of an ordinary martial artist with his bare hands. Martial soul-level masters are not like this, but they don't know how to do a battle posture, let alone how to attack.

So hesitant and troubled.

On the other side of Dongxue, it is inconvenient to make the first move, the purpose is to capture Ping Wangsheng and bring him back, so naturally he can only wait for Ping Wang to make the first move.

When she saw King Ping put on a posture like a stage performance, she was silent for a while. Just when he felt inexplicable and ridiculous, King Ping put away the handle on his chest again, and instead pondered in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

After such a moment, seeing that King Ping suddenly had a happy face, as if he had just remembered the weapon on his waist, he pressed the hilt of his sword with his hand, and his movements were very slow and his expression was very serious, and he slowly pulled out the ancient divine soldier Seven Star Long Yuan.

After pulling it out, I was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, he said to her, "Elder Dongxue, don't be impatient, this king should think about what move he should use to attack, I heard that when he uses the sword, he must abandon distracting thoughts, and his mind is empty, so that the sword can be one." Although this king has practiced a lot of swordsmanship moves in the past, because he has not practiced martial arts at that time, he has never tried the realm of this human sword unity, and I am afraid that he will not be able to do it immediately when he is in a hurry, and it will take a little effort. ”

“...... King Ping, please ......"

After the four words were said by Mu Ran in Dong Xue's mouth, she couldn't help but be silent.

She wanted to laugh, because she had never seen such a ridiculous scene.

But she soon didn't want to laugh again.

She knew that King Ping was a wise and foolish person, and his performance at the moment was so ridiculous and ridiculous, which made her suspect that King Ping was deliberately pretending to be stupid and had other plans.

Dongxue quietly watched King Ping pose in seven or eight postures with the sword, and finally King Ping finally raised the sword horizontally to his chest, and held it with his left palm against the sword body.

His serious expression, his gaze focused on the Excalibur, was like a kendo master who regarded the sword as life.

Quite a surprise to the winter snow.

And King Ping's royal robe, under such a sword-raising posture and expression, reveals a king's dignity and solemnity.

King Ping is also very satisfied with the posture he put on at this moment, and he feels that he is the most master and king. Although he admired Bu Jingxian's indifferent smile and deep gaze on the opponent's restrained and fierce momentum. But he felt that that was the style that Beijun could show, and he knew that he didn't belong to him, so he never thought of imitating it.

"Abandon distractions ......"

King Ping took a posture, muttering the steps with a low lean, and there was still a sound at the beginning, and with the abandonment of distracting thoughts, his lips no longer opened.

When his mind was empty, he entered the dark space of consciousness just as the soul of the person who had mastered the martial soul was united not long ago.

In it, he first saw the red black dragon's eyes, and he became one with the black dragon's consciousness, and then saw a white, beating flame.

He didn't know exactly how to do the unity of man and sword.

Because in the past, when he didn't cultivate a martial soul, July also asked him to concentrate on cultivation, and he only mentioned it in general terms, but he didn't elaborate on it.

King Ping just waited quietly in the space of consciousness.

In a moment, the white flame gradually moved closer to his spirit......

Until they touch, they suddenly merge into one without the slightest rejection.

At the same time, the space of consciousness suddenly brightens.

King Ping saw his surroundings clearly.

He experienced strange sensations.

The sword in the hand no longer looks like an object. It's like a part of his body, a part that has always been.

For King Ping, this is the first time he has experienced this kind of taste, and he feels that it should be the unity of man and sword, and his heart is very happy.

But in Dongxue's view, the unity of man and sword is just a realm state that all masters have, and there is nothing worth saying.

Seeing King Ping's face, when there was a meridian-like connection energy in the human sword in the eyes of the gods, he firmly believed that King Ping was pretending to be a gesture.

No one can comprehend the unity of man and sword on the first attempt. Any master can only succeed through trying, and the time for a talented person to try is shorter.

King Ping's success shows that he has already reached this realm of using swords.

"Such a trick thinks that he can fool anyone, King Ping is so inexperienced, so naïve, do you think I Dongxue is an ignorant child!"

Dong Xue thought so in her heart, but her face was silent, and she only said coldly, "King Ping, please make a move!"