"Hahaha! Creation, creation! ”

The Chaos Immortal looked up to the sky and laughed, his huge body swaying, making Yu Lie, who had fallen in the palm of the other party's hand, feel like the world was spinning again.

To be honest, Yu Lie's words about "Heavenly Creation" just now were just words he used to win the favor of the troubled immortals.

But now that he thought about it, he found that he could obtain the body of the Miracle Son in the sea of blood, which was really magical, and it could be used to save this troubled immortal.

However, soon, the words of the Troubled Immortal after laughing let Yu Lie know that this incident was not purely a coincidence.

Just listen to the other person's mouth:

"I have long known that in the ruins of the heavenly court, there is something that is unwilling and wants to live again, and this immortal is still waiting for it to come out of it and come to worship me as a teacher.

Unexpectedly, that guy fell short in the end, but he left such a good body for the immortal, and his life was ......."

It turns out that the immortal infant in the secret realm of Calamity Star City is not unknown to anyone, at least the calamity immortal is quite familiar with the situation in the sea of blood, and even the other party acquiesced to the immortal baby's silent accumulation in the sea of blood, and one day incarnated.

This also made Yu Lie surprised for a while: "This, since this troubled immortal knows the existence of the fairy baby, why didn't he directly take the fairy baby before he died?" ”

Although the body of the immortal infant is not perfect, it is only the power of the remnants of the ancient witch's essence blood and the remnant soul of the blood sea, if it is superimposed on the means of the calamity immortals, it can also forge a qualified body.

Even if it can't be forged, the Plague Immortal can take the blood of the ancient witch essence and refine a little immortal qi to use it for his own life.

But on the contrary, the other party did not choose, and chose to sit alone in the depths of the sword garden, guarding his own body.

Yu Lie said secretly: "Could it be a troubled immortal, he is really a virtuous and respected elder, and he would rather die of old age than disdain to take away the opportunity of his juniors." ”

After thinking about it, he could only come up with such a reason for the time being.

After muttering to himself, the Troubled Immortal lowered his head again and looked at the ant-sized Yu Column.

The other party smiled and groaned:

"Yu Lie, since you can bring such an opportunity to this immortal today, what do you need, and don't mention it."

When Yu Lie heard this, he immediately emptied the thoughts in his mind, and he immediately bowed down and bowed:

"Lie has no other wish, I only hope to worship the immortal chief as a teacher, serve the immortal chief around, and sweep and remove the dust!"

A chuckle sounded from the mouth of the Troubled Immortal again:

"You slippery head, you really have your eyes on the old bone of this immortal, and you don't look down on other sword mound swordsmanship, but want to take advantage of me."

The other party shook his head, although he was smiling and scolding, but he had no intention of refusing.

After a pause, the Troubled Immortal spoke:

"That's it, you and I met today, it is really fate, and I will accept you as a disciple."

Yu Lie was instantly overjoyed, and he immediately bowed:

"Disciple Yu Lie, see Master!"

When Yu Lie bowed, a sword intent also slashed from his body inch by inch.

The Troubled Immortal looked at the rest of the column in the palm of his hand, and nodded with satisfaction: "Your root bone is indeed very good, and you have faintly obtained the wonder of the ancient witch, and being a disciple of this immortal is not bad, not bad." ”

Instantly, the Troubled Immortal opened his teeth, and a white light slowly emerged from his blurred face.

Every time a section comes out, the dead air on his body will be thickened, as if the origin of the bottom of the pressure box has been squeezed out.

The white light finally turned into a flickering figure, he flew to Yu Lie, gently stroked the top of Yu Lie's head, and said:

"Since you are a disciple of this immortal, how can the inheritance left by the three dead people enter your eyes. And condense the spirit, and accept the real inheritance of my troubled fairy palace! ”

When Yu Lie heard this, his spirit was violently shaken, and he immediately sat cross-legged and happily accepted the empowerment lineage.

I only listened to this white figure, and said in my mouth:

"This skill is extraordinary, and this trick is extraordinary. No words, no words, no papers, no pictures, no forms, no moves.

Coagulate! ”

Zheng's!

A pure white breath slowly separated from the white figure's body during the chanting of its body, and submerged into Yu Lie's body.

In an instant, Yu Lie felt that there were thousands of sword weapons of all kinds, pouring into his mind, showing himself one by one, and tens of thousands of sword cultivators flew into his spiritual platform, stationed in it, and practiced all kinds of wonderful methods.

All of these things evolved from a wisp of white air, divided into two, two into three, and evolved one by one.

Yu Lie, who had never learned much swordsmanship before, realized all kinds of swordsmanship principles in just an instant.

It can even be said that his current understanding of the way of the sword is several times deeper than the understanding of the way of the dragon vein, and it is continuing to deepen.

And what is even more surprising is that this kind of perception is not the experience of others, Yu Lie is not like Sang Yutang and others, inheriting the sword intent of his predecessors and comprehending it, it is purely that he observes the pure white breath in his mind, and he has gained it by himself.

This wisp of pure white breath seems to be the embodiment of the Great Dao, and you can get the Tao by looking at it.

In the midst of Yu Lie's comprehension, the voice of the troubled immortal also buzzed in his head:

"Lie'er, this is the principle of the avenue cultivated by this immortal, and today I will give you a wisp of profit, which can help you in sword cultivation unimpeded, and without other methods, you can condense the wonderful method and cast your sword weapon by yourself.

This is to seek the Dharma with the Tao, for the heavens and the universe, and the best transmission of the Dharma, which is enough for you to become an immortal. ”

After a detailed introduction, the other party also said: "And, I see that there is no Dao in your mind, and there is no guardian of the Lingtai, leaving this qi in your Lingtai, in addition to being able to observe enlightenment at any time, it is also the qi of cutting immortals, and it can be up to three true immortals, competing with two earth immortals."

However, this qi can only be self-controlled, and you cannot use it privately as a restraint. ”

These words made Yu Lie's mind still ecstatic even though his mind was occupied by all kinds of feelings.

He didn't expect that the inheritance given by the Troubled Immortal was not a specific Xuangong method, but a wisp of the Dao he practiced and gave it to Yu Lie for use.

With this immortal qi in hand, Yu Lie can completely rely on it to cultivate and self-realize, and create a sword technique on his own, which will be far more suitable than the one inherited from others, and up to the Great Dao!

After the words of the troubled immortal fell, the white figure he turned into also grabbed the Hundred Ghost Night Furnace in the remaining columns, and casually returned the furnace to the embryonic state, and slowly integrated the immortal bone powder scattered around into the furnace.

In just a few breaths, the ghost furnace successfully broke the barrier and became one of the magic weapons, which is a five-grade utensil.

The ghost furnace is one step ahead of the rest of the "knot".

Then this thing was held by the white figure and placed on top of Yu Lie's head, and it was affected by the wisp of immortal qi in Yu Lie's brain, and turned into the sword weapon that Yu Lie needed.

After doing these things, the white figure withdrew his gaze from Yu Lie and turned to the magical sub-body next to him.

Buzzing.

The figure slowly walked into the body of the Miracle Son, and began to merge with the spirit and flesh, occupying this body, trying to come back to life.

It's just a wisp of dead air, still like a chain, pulling it, so that it can't break off the connection with the immortal's relic, and completely unite the spirit and flesh.

As a last resort.

"Troubled Immortals" had no choice but to shout helplessly:

"Immortal Daoist, please help me."

Zheng's!

In the dim underground of the sword garden, a pure white sword shape quietly emerged, instantly dispelling all the darkness, its shape was straight, cold and fierce, and the killing aura surrounded it, far from being comparable to the three sword envoys on the ground, killing immortals, and killing immortals.

This sword is the real sword of the Scourge Immortals, the Sword of the Immortals!