Chapter Twenty-Seven: Sword Practice

The courtyard where Jun Ling is located is a two-hundred-square-meter bungalow, except for the sword spirit teacher and his own bedroom, the rest of the generous is open space, there are a lot of flowers and plants on it, planted with trees, it looks like a fairyland, which makes people feel peaceful, especially there is a big artificial hot spring behind the courtyard, living in it is simply that even if the mind is heavy, you will get a trace of peace.

Jun Ling walked to the open space and thought about it, the introduction of the Sword Sect seems to say that each of the three generations of disciples has a formation for cultivation in each set of residences, I don't know what it is? Jun Ling is not going to practice any sword technique now, but the most basic move, if he simply practices the sword, it will be too wasteful, he plans to practice the sword at the same time to see if he can exercise his spiritual power or demonic power!

Sure enough, right next to the hot spring, Jun Ling found a small circle with a radius of five meters, and the rich aura of heaven and earth elements suddenly paved up, stepping into it, and was immediately surrounded by all kinds of elements, the gentleness of light, the arrogance of darkness, the blazing heat of fire, etc., Jun Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration, since the fighting spirit is attached to the weapon, then what about my demonic power? Just do it, the demon hand drummed the blue demonic power and rushed towards the golden crow soft sword in his hand, and the shocking change suddenly appeared, the golden crow soft sword instantly straightened, and the original sword body of one meter three immediately grew to one meter five, and the sword body two fingers wide began to mutate into the size of a palm. The jet-black sword body was burning with blue flames, and from a distance, Jun Ling's hand looked like he was holding a burning flame, which was extremely dazzling!

Mina's shock at this moment was no less than Jun Ling, and she muttered in a lost voice, "Jun Ling, do you know what an artifact is? No matter what kind of weapon is different based on the material, there will be a limit, but the artifact is different, and the toughness of the artifact has no limit! That is to say, no matter how you input the demonic power, it will not burst it, and the hardness is not comparable to the so-called spiritual weapon in the Nether!" Jun Ling nodded thoughtfully, that is to say, no matter what kind of spiritual weapon or artifact the opponent uses in the future, it will not be able to destroy the Golden Crow Soft Sword!

Weighing the 'Golden Crow Soft Sword' in his hand, it is about a hundred catties, which is a drop in the bucket for Jun Ling's 100,000 catties of brute force, and he waved a sword casually, and the sonic boom sounded, leaving a long blue rainbow light, and a hole was shattered on the hard floor in front of him, and there was a trace of blue flame burning on it that could not be extinguished for a long time! Terrible! If the sword spirit was allowed to see it, it was estimated that his jaw would fall off! In the practice room, she had not even been damaged in the seventh-level distraction period, but at this moment, she was smashed out of a hole by the king's order? And Jun Ling frowned at this moment, test, why is the power so low? It seems that you have to practice the sword moves on the first page! Basic skills, alas, are still the most important things.

Removing the demonic power of the Demon Hand, the Golden Crow Soft Sword returned to its original pitch-black appearance. Jun Ling's pale face was helpless, although the demonic power was extraordinary, but the demonic power consumed was too much, and he could only hold on for ten minutes at most! Master Mina covered his mouth and smiled evilly, "Jun Ling, you are still not a man, your face is white when you are hard, I don't want to say that you can't do it! It's too evil, so she quickly diverted Mina's attention and said, "Lord Mina, you said that since the artifact can carry the power of demons, what about the spiritual power?" Suddenly Mina's eyes lit up, "Spiritual power? It's useless, spiritual power is colorless and formless, and it can't be attached to any weapon at all, even god-level masters... Huh?"

Jun Ling's spiritual power had already surged to the soft sword in his hand, and he saw that the pitch-black and flexible sword body suddenly swayed with Jun Ling's spirit! Let me go, what's going on? Jun Ling's mind circled, and suddenly the sword body circled Jun Ling three times, test, is this still a sword? This is simply a whip, swaying at will.

Mina was stunned and speechless, no matter how soft the soft sword is, it is still a sword, now in this situation Mina doesn't know how to say, but Jun Ling is full of energy, the sword moves as he likes! Yes, that's good!!

Suddenly, Jun Ling's face turned in surprise and said, "Mistress Mina, something is wrong! Mina stared at Jun Ling suspiciously, and Jun Ling jumped out of the formation for a while, and then walked in and said solemnly, "My lord, I feel that the speed of my spiritual power consumption in the formation is at least ten times greater than that outside! The recovery power is increased by five times, what do you say?" Wait, you're talking about spiritual power? Exam, it turns out that the so-called formation method in the East has such benefits for our cultivation in the West! Jun Ling, you have found a treasure. You must know that spiritual power is the most difficult thing to cultivate, and everything that involves the soul is extremely mysterious, and it took the most talented magician in history a full ten years to reach the seventh level! You must know that the sixth and seventh levels are a watershed, and the process of liquefaction of energy from the vaporization channel can be imagined how difficult it is to cultivate spiritual power.

There is no shortcut to spiritual power that can only grow slowly through the depletion and recovery of such a cycle! But now you have broken this routine! If the mental power consumption rate is magnified tenfold, then you will be able to cultivate ten times more than others! Moreover, the recovery power is five times that of others, and if you say that you can't reach level nine within five years, then you are a pig!"

Jun Ling's face was full of smiles, he could encounter such a good thing by practicing a sword, but Mi-chan Mina struck, "However, the relationship between level six and level seven can be accomplished by more than a simple accumulation of energy! Level seven can barely be called a strong person in the earth! Let's put it this way, a level seven master can defeat dozens of times the level six without loss, and the greater the achievement, the more it proves that it pays more!" I suggest that you take advantage of this time to hone your sword skills inside, and when your spiritual power reaches the peak of the sixth level, go out to experience life and death training, otherwise the flowers in the greenhouse will never grow!"

Jun Ling nodded, although he is small, but he still understands the truth, there is no shortcut in the world, and any reward has to pay countless times more hardship, and now he endures loneliness, boring cultivation of the most basic sword skills, and the result is not to save his life!? nodded helplessly, raised the soft golden crow soft sword and continued to practice basic sword skills! Mina frowned and stopped speaking, although she is also a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, but she focuses more on magic cultivation, physical training, and martial arts? To put it bluntly, she doesn't know anything. Jun Ling is also a very self-reliant person, his character has been inferior since he was a child, he does not want to be looked down upon by others, and many things he hopes to comprehend by himself rather than being taught by others!

Three days passed, and when the sword spirit returned to the courtyard, everything in front of her kept her in place, and the sword spirit who came back with her was like being struck by lightning, and no longer moved! The courtyard in heaven and earth was now in a mess, and sword marks could be seen everywhere except for the house and the hot springs! Angry, the sword spirit was so big for the first time, and shouted at Jun Ling, who was meditating in the formation, "Jun Ling! You dead hair, I'm your uncle, what kind of plane are you doing? If you don't tell me why, my mother will split you alive today!" After finishing speaking, he pinched a sword trick, and held the ancient long sword from the air and pointed at Jun Ling's sharp breath.

Jun Ling opened his eyes, looked around and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, Cao! I didn't pay attention when I practiced the sword, and my spiritual power was not so easy to master, and it was inevitable that there would be errors while the basic sword style of mechanization turned into instinct, and it was over, now like a devil entering the village, looking at the face of the sword spirit that was as black as carbon, Jun Ling couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth. "Beautiful, moving, lively, lovely, innocent... My most beloved sword spirit teacher, maybe there was a thief at home" At the end of the words, Jun Ling turned his hand and slapped himself, Wo Cao, I don't even believe in such a bad reason, let alone the sword spirit teacher?

The result was obvious, Ling Jian was detained with a sword crystal, and the person was thrown out of the courtyard with a painful beating, and from then on, Jun Ling was homeless and became one of the thousands of homeless people in the Sword Sect!