Lin Jingzhen held the stainless steel sword in both hands, separated his spiritual sense, probed into the sword, and felt the breath of the sword.

After a long time, the sword was still the same cold sword, and there was no breath at all.

Induction with the heart and serving the sword with the spirit is the basis for the introduction of the sword.

However, this simple first step is the most difficult step.

Lin Jing meditated cross-legged, meditated, and continued to sense the cold steel sword.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

At the same time, he also did it for two days.

Lin gathered his knees and got up, sighing, it seemed that he was not a genius like practicing swords.

So, he temporarily gave up sensing sword qi and practiced drawing talismans.

There were hundreds of pieces of rune paper, and he held a wolf pen, and drew more than two hundred sheets, which gradually got a feeling.

His arms were already numb, and his senses were exhausted, and for three days and three nights, he found nothing except the slightest touch of drawing talismans.

He sighed, he was so tired, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, in the mirror world.

"You can even enter this space while sleeping during the day?" Lin was taken aback and turned his head to look around.

The things around are extremely clear, every grass and tree, all have lines.

"Huh? How can you see it so clearly? Could it be that I'm in the wrong place? ”

In the distance, the back of the faint Mo is gradually clear, dressed in white, with perfect curves, fairy and mysterious, just like a fairy who has fallen into the world.

The fairy looked back, with perfect facial features, snow-like skin, and three-dimensional wheels, as if she were not like a mortal in this mortal world.

Don't look at it or don't care, but this look made Lin Jingzhen feel that the woman he has seen in his life is also overshadowed and obscure.

"Lin, Miss Lin." Lin stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

"How do you show up during the day?" Lin Xiyao frowned and said.

"I, I'm so sleepy, I close my eyes and fall asleep."

"Yes, I haven't seen you for three days."

"Lin, Miss Lin, have you been counting the days when I left?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiyao frowned, held the hilt of the sword, and said, "How is the sword practice?" ”

"I don't have a clue." Lin shook his head in shock, and was surprised to see her sword in action.

"Also, it's hard to get started."

"Huh."

"How's the talisman doing?"

"I've got a clue."

"I think you've been working hard."

"How can the girl's gift be sloppy?"

"Flim Flam." Lin Xiyao just glanced at him and did not draw his sword.

Lin was stunned, knowing that he didn't have to be cut by the sword.

"Girl, can you remember any other exercises that suit me?"

"Your cultivation is too low, I remember that those exercises are not suitable for you, and those exercises are given to you now, and they are also the same as stones."

"Yes." Lin nodded in surprise.

"I still have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first, and you can practice on your own."

"Oh."

Before Lin Jingyao could react, Lin Xiyao slowly left.

Until her back completely disappeared in front of her eyes, Lin swallowed his saliva.

My Fair Lady, Gentleman.

Lin Jingzhen is not really sitting still, not staining red dust, but compared with life, life is more important.

If it weren't for being in the tiger's den in Longtan, he really wanted to be a mediocre man, and even when he was invited by his senior sister for a weekend for the first time, he had already agreed.

When he came back to his senses, he walked around, but suddenly found that no matter how he tried to find the law, he couldn't leave the place twenty zhang away from his feet.

"Is there still a forbidden area in this space?"

But soon he calmed down, after all, the divine consciousness is in this space, and it is not the essence, and it can move freely within twenty zhang, which is already the greatest creation.

He gave up thinking about the space and sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Suddenly, he remembered that since he could cultivate the idea of contemplation in his dreams, why not try the sword of cultivation.

So, he gave up the idea of cultivating the Yin and Yang poles of Hongmeng Chaos and changed to practice the sword technique.

With the heart of the sense, with the god of the sword.

Buzz.

The stainless steel sword placed beside his bedside suddenly vibrate, and an invisible aura slowly bloomed.

Sure enough, in the dream realm, he can also practice other exercises, and he is half the effort.

Lin Jingzhen naturally sensed a mysterious and mysterious aura, appearing in his sea of knowledge, which was the sword breath of the stainless steel sword.

The steel sword was breathing, there was a faint pulse, it was the life of the sword.

"Feel it with your heart, and serve your sword with your god."

He did it.

Then the second step is to raise the sword with your own spirit, and the longer the sword is raised, the stronger the sword will be.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

In the past half a month, in addition to raising swords, he is drawing talismans, and he has never stepped out of this small squatter.

The talisman became more and more tactile, and he began to think about whether to try it, using his own blood and cinnabar to draw a qi gathering talisman.

The materials for drawing talismans had run out, so he had to leave this small squatter and walk along the mountain road to the Star Picking Temple.

Along the way, there were only a few people on the road, and the huge lonely peak was really too lonely.

However, Lin was stunned that there was no injection of new faces, and it was a verification that familiar faces were gradually leaving.

On the way, he met a teenager who had gone up the mountain with him.

The young man has long since faded away from his youthful and shy face, and has been replaced by a young man who is now crowned.

The young man's name was Li Yi, and he was the son of the county magistrate of Yelou Town.

Li Yi had a sad face, his brows were not spread, and he seemed to have a lot on his mind.

Lin Jingzhen casually talked to him, and learned that he had promised his father that he would go down the mountain to visit him three years later, in order to fulfill his filial piety for half a year, but a year had passed, and he often looked for the senior sister of the capital mining house, and the answer he got was that he had to become a senior brother before he could go down the mountain.

However, how can the position of senior brother be so easy to take.

So, he struggled for another half a year, and finally decided to return to the vulgar in advance and bid farewell to the path of cultivating immortals.

This time, I went directly to the Star Picking Palace, asked the master to be the master, and let me return to the vulgar in advance, so that I could return to my hometown and take care of my elderly father.

Filial piety is actually a good thing, but he doesn't know that being vulgar is the beginning of death and the end of life.

Lin was shocked to remind him that it was not the best choice to be vulgar, but Li Yi said that if he didn't return to the vulgar and couldn't go down the mountain, how could he go back and fulfill his filial piety to his relatives.

Lin Jingzhen knew that he was persuading, and he couldn't reverse his idea of going down the mountain, so he didn't persuade him, and casually asked him about the number of disciples in the temple.

From his mouth, he learned that there were now forty-eight male disciples and thirty-eight female disciples in Guannai.

Looking at the large number of people, in fact, Lin Jingzhen knew better than anyone else that four years ago, when he went up the mountain, there were sixty male disciples, and now it has been directly reduced by a quarter.

And over the years, there have been as many newly recharged disciples as there have been depleted disciples.

chatting, chatting, the two came to the star-picking view.

Subsequently, the two of them were divided into one head, one went to the Star Picking Palace, and the other went to the material house.

In fact, it was just a small house the size of seven or eight people standing, made of mud and stone.

When Lin Jingzhen went to the material house for the first time to exchange materials, he was also surprised by the scene in front of him, because the material house looked like there was actually nothing in it, but everything could be conjured.

He naturally knew that this was an immortal method, and the materials were not necessarily stored in the house, but in the immortals.

For example, the sleeve in the book, the bag.

"Second Senior Sister, I'll change something."

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wu, let's say, what are you going to come to Senior Sister for something?"

"It's still the same as before, three hundred pieces of rune paper and two catties of cinnabar."

"Huh? Did you run out of rune paper that you exchanged earlier? ”

"Well, it's messing around, it's used up."

The owner of the material house was Hu Bingqing, who had seduced him before, and Hu Bingqing looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Senior Brother Wu, why do you want so much rune paper?" ”

"Naturally useful, senior sister, don't worry."

"Okay, senior sister, let's see if there are so many runes." After Hu Bingqing finished speaking, he made a move in his hand and created an extra stack of rune paper.

Lin Jingzhen saw it very clearly this time, and it was really in his sleeves.

Hu Bingqing said: "There are only two hundred and fifty of them, do you want to see if you want them." ”

"Yes."

"Say it in advance, add cinnabar to the rune paper, a spirit stone, and you can't regret it if you change it."

"Okay."

One hand to deliver, one hand to pay.

Lin Jingzhen's hands were full of several stacks of rune paper and a box of cinnabar.

"Senior brother, are you going back?"

Lin nodded in surprise, "um", not wanting to entangle with her.

Lin Jingzhen had just taken a few steps when Senior Sister Ling Xue's voice came from the Star Picking Hall: "Wu, Master wants to ask you something." ”

"Boom!"

Lin Jingzhen's heart jumped suddenly, his hand shook, and the rune paper almost fell from his hand.

What is the old witch looking for me? You won't think about killing people, or maybe the overlord will take the bait? But I didn't tell Senior Brother Li Yi the truth.

"Senior Brother Wu, you can put the rune paper here with me, and come back to get it later."

"It's fine."

Lin Jingzhen put down the rune paper and cinnabar, raised his feet and walked towards the Star Picking Palace.

It was the first time he came to the Star Picking Palace, and the Star Picking Hall was empty, only a female Taoist priest with a good appearance sat on the upper thin group, but Li Yi was nowhere to be seen.

"You're here."

"Back to Master, I'm here."

"Good, come over some."

"Yes." Even if Lin Jingzhen was unwilling, he could only take steps obediently.

"You seem to be very reluctant?"

"The disciple doesn't dare."

"Hmph, why don't you dare."

"The disciple really doesn't dare." Lin was stunned into a cold sweat, and his back was already wet.

"Do you want to inquire why the Sanlu disciples have obviously entered the hall, but they are nowhere to be seen?"

Sanlu is Li Yi, and Li Yi is Sanlu.

"The disciple doesn't dare."

"Don't be so nervous, it doesn't hurt to tell you, he is already vulgar, but he begged me to be vulgar."

"Then, that disciple is here to congratulate the senior brother on returning to the world."

"Don't pretend to be confused."

"The disciple doesn't understand what the master said."

"Hehe, don't force the master to let you return to the vulgar in advance."

"The disciple hasn't reached the seventh level of Qi cultivation yet, and he doesn't want to return to the vulgar in advance."