"I don't know, instinctively."

Jiang Ding's face was even more gloomy, and he said: "The Great Sun Sword Refining Sword Technique is the core of the core of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, and it is not just a sword refining method, it affects the depths of the divine soul, and may even contain unknown inheritance memories and habits. ”

"It's a bad feeling of being out of control."

At the moment, he couldn't care about the party anymore, and turned on the "Electromagnetic Light Wave Invisible Breath Technique" to completely disappear into the range of everyone's vision and divine consciousness, and constantly checked his divine soul with his divine sense and sword intent.

For a long time, nothing was found.

Until the gathering dispersed, it flew back to the mining area, unfolding more than 50 meters, the shade of the blue and gold tree was more than 100 meters wide, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of ten kilometers was gathered, forming a blue shadow between the shades.

A big silver-white bird perched among the treetops, also receiving the essence of the great sun and the aura of heaven and earth refining.

Under the trees, among the lava, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, thinking for a long time, but could not get an answer.

Two days later, he put away the blue and gold tree and the super air and space fighter, turned into a gray and blue light and flew towards the classroom, rushed to the open space of the Chinese classroom before everyone else, and practiced cross-legged.

The students came to the classroom one after another, including An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and others, talking and laughing, and sat down.

"You're back?"

After waiting for a while, a young man dressed in a yellow robe and with an honest appearance also rushed to the classroom, glanced at the classmates all over the ground in surprise, and sat silently aside.

Sonor!

In the sound of the buzzing sword, An Tuzi's scalp exploded, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

A pair of faintly bloodshot eyes.

Floating in the empty void, and then a young man in Tsing Yi, his eyes were very calm and clear, nodded at him, and continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

'The East Pole Demon Gate can't stay. ’

A thought appeared in An Tuzi's heart.

He finally awakened the instinct of the Great Sun Sword Son, and for thousands of years after that, he either died in the endless killing, or rose in the killing to become a new generation of the Great Sun Sword Master. ’

There is no other possibility. ’

Originally, he still had some ideas about the master's degree students in Xianmen.

Now it is completely gone, and thousands of thoughts have surfaced, planning how to return to the sect in advance.

It's not that I'm afraid of a classmate.

After all, this was not a sect, and the high-ranking monks he saw were all the masters of the other party, and this extremely unbalanced comparison made him deeply uneasy.

Boom!

The melodious bell rang, and on the podium, a figure who had not been seen for three years appeared, dressed in a gray and white robe, and looked like an elegant and honest elder.

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

"Meet Dinghai Zhenjun!"

The people stood up and saluted.

"Hello students, I haven't seen you for a while, and everyone is much calmer."

Dinghai Zhenjun's divine sense swept over and smiled: "Today we will talk about how to advance to the middle and late stages of foundation building...... Huh......"

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Without interfering with the teaching process of the other students, he separated a phantom clone and came to Jiang Ding, put his hand on his shoulder, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

"Classmate Jiang Ding, did you accidentally fall into the desire to kill, and there were some uncontrollable instincts?"

For a long time, Dinghai Zhenjun asked.

"Teacher, that's right."

Jiang Ding relaxed and said.

"Don't worry too much, it's not a big deal."

Dinghai Zhenjun thought for a moment and said: "The Great Sun Sword Refining Sword Technique is the core of the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, refining the natal flying sword, and a part of the divine soul will representing killing and war is condensed on it, and it is specialized to form a sword intent, it is a part of your divine soul, not an invasion of foreign demons." ”

"It's just that, just as the biological desire and desire to reproduce in genes can make people lose their minds, this part of the human being's inherent war and killing instincts has been continuously strengthened, and it has become somewhat unbalanced, affecting the normal thinking of monks."

"This instinctive imbalance is not an imbalance in the eyes of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, but it is intentionally cultivated, so as to constantly sharpen one's sword intent...... There is no mistake in practicing the exercises, and there is nothing that goes crazy. ”

"That's right, that's right."

"There are two ways to solve it."

Dinghai Zhenjun's expression stiffened, and he fell into a deep calculation, and it took dozens of minutes before his expression returned to his agility: "One is to give up the natal flying sword, which is not feasible, and the other is,"

"Sharpen and improve your sword intent in other ways, or...... Kill a fellow Dao ...... Sub ......"

Later, Dinghai Zhenjun's voice became smaller and smaller, he kept calculating, kept thinking, and shook his head again: "No, this really can't, unless you are in the infancy stage now, and you urgently need to break through, there are some possibilities, but not yet." ”

"The Great Day Sword needs to understand the sword intent in the killing, control the sword intent, and not be lost by the killing, and when the sword intent is completed, it is the time when the sword is completed."

"These are too far away, and we need to find a ready-made temporary solution, right"

Dinghai Zhenjun's eyes lit up, and he thought of something: "Go and find the Killing Spirit Zhenjun, see if he is reluctant to part with love, if it doesn't work, I'll find a way." ”

"Soul Killer?"

Jiang Ding was stunned.

This person is not proficient in kendo at all, and has always advocated the bombardment of cannon giant ships, and he has shown great hatred and disgust for sword cultivation.

Of course, this hatred did not spread to the students.

"You'll find out when you go."

Dinghai Zhenjun refused to say it, lest he accept the favor and kill the spirit Zhenjun as if he had delivered the goods.

Jiang Ding couldn't help it, and he told some of the difficulties he had encountered in his previous cultivation, as well as the idea that he felt that his cultivation was a little slower, and wanted to fight for some pills to promote cultivation, and asked the teacher's opinion.

"It's better not to do this if you don't get stuck in a bottleneck, or if your cultivation speed is so slow that it affects your lifespan and path."

Dinghai Zhenjun shook his head.

"Immortal cultivators, eat and drink dew, swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish themselves, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is enough, it is the best food, most of the pills are erysipelas, it's just how much it contains."

"Taking too much will affect the purity of mana, although it is subtle, but it will interfere when breaking through the great realm, reducing the success rate."

"Of course, those who don't have pills and can't break through the age at their best, taking pills is naturally beneficial and harmful."

"You're different."

Dinghai Zhenjun said.

"Your current cultivation speed is enough, immortal cultivators are the path of immortal seeds, don't fight for anything Fifty-year-old foundation building peak, hundred-year-old Jindan Tianjiao and other messy names, no use for fart."

"There is no life-and-death danger in Xianmen, you need a little guy who builds a foundation realm to save the sky and defeat a strong enemy, there is no this."

"You just need to work steadily and cultivate step by step."

"Teacher, got it."

Jiang Ding was awe-inspiringly taught.

Next, we will enter the normal teaching process to explain some precautions in the middle and late stages of the foundation building of the "Wanhua Magnetic Yuan Sutra", and what are the difficulties of the Jindan Realm exercises, which need to be previewed in advance, understand these, and be detailed and detailed.

Seven days later, Jiang Ding practiced for three days, flew into the sky with his classmates, explained his intentions in detail to the Killing Spirit Zhenjun, and relayed what Dinghai Zhenjun had said.

"What? You want my eyeballs?! ”

The True Monarch's face changed, and he shouted.

same

(End of chapter)