The sword spirit array faintly exuded a sharp edge, and a sharp sword intent was contained in it, and Li Xing slowly walked into the sword formation.

Airplanes~

Stepping into it, a wave suddenly came.

Thundered~

The formation was running, the ground trembled slightly, and countless gravel floated, ready to move.

Shout~

A piece of rubble flew in and smashed into Dawn Star.

Wow~

Sword splitting pose!

Boom!

Li Xing cast a sword splitting style, but a sword slashed into the air, and the flying stone smashed into Li Xing's right leg.

Shout~

Another piece of rubble flew in.

Lift the sword!

Boom!

The flying stone smashed into Li Xing's wrist.

......

Syllable!

Finally, after being hit by dozens of flying stones.

Li Xing cast the sword twisting style and resisted the first flying stone.

It's just that there is no joy on Li Xing's face, he knows that this is his luck, not really able to resist.

Boom~

Another piece of rubble flew in.

Before Li Xing could use his sword move, he was smashed in the back by a flying stone.

......

Rumble!

A full hour later, Li Xing was smashed out of the formation by a piece of rubble.

In this hour, Li Xing was hit by hundreds of flying stones, but there were only a dozen flying stones that he hit.

Fortunately, the cultivation of Li Xing's god and demon body training method "Infinite Divine Tribulation" has progressed, and the continuous portrayal of the three-pattern mark has been completed, always absorbing the power of the stars of the heavens outside the sky, forging Li Xing's body.

If it was three months ago, Li Xing might have fainted from being hit by flying stones, and Li Xing, who was covered with injuries, fell to the ground, unable to move, and had no strength to get up.

Xuan Ling looked at Li Xing quietly on the side, with distress in his eyes, but he couldn't help Li Xing, let alone dissuade Li Xing.

Cultivating immortals against the sky, the difficulties and obstacles that Li Xing will face in the future will only be more difficult than now.

I saw Xuan Ling flip his hand, and the jade bottle appeared again, just like the last time Li Xing's cultivation method was injured, it drew out a drop of Qingmeng liquid from inside and flew towards Li Xing.

This drop of liquid is the Yuan liquid, which is transformed by the pure aura of heaven and earth, which is extremely precious, and it is a great tonic for immortal cultivators, and it is actually a bit wasteful to treat injuries at the moment.

However, Xuan Ling naturally didn't care, the yuan liquid entered the body, and the injuries on Li Xing's body were visibly recovered.

After ten breaths, Li Xing clenched his fists, felt that his body was full of strength again, and he turned over, his eyes showing sharpness.

"I don't believe in evil!" Li Xing roared firmly, holding his long sword, and rushed into the sword spirit array again.

Sword Interception Pose!

Shout~

Sword sweep!

......

Li Xing constantly changed his sword moves to fend off the rubble flying from nowhere.

Knock!

It's just that most of the gravel still couldn't resist it, and it was smashed on the body.

Li Xing didn't know the pain, and his eyes showed madness.

......

Another hour.

Yes!

With a scream, a flying stone smashed Li Xing out of the formation again.

At this moment, the morning sun has receded, and night has already fallen.

Under the bright moon, Li Xing was lying on the ground covered in blood, looking up at the sky, and his hand was still tightly holding the long sword that was taller than him.

Li Xing lay on the ground exhausted again, unable to get up again, the pain of the flying stone hitting his body had numbed him.

It's just that in those smart and pure eyes, there is a determined look, and in the second hour, although it was also smashed by the flying gravel, the body was incomplete.

But Li Xing was realistic, resisting more than thirty flying stones, which was twice as much as the first hour.

This made Li Xing see hope, just like when cultivating the body method, as long as there is hope, Li Xing will not give up.

Then.

Airplanes~

Suddenly, a wave came, and the Xuan Ling used mana to envelop Li Xing, alleviating the pain in his body, and at the same time drawing out a drop of Yuan liquid again, flying into Li Xing's body.

Ten breaths later, Li Xing's injuries healed, and the stubborn Li Xing was about to rush into the formation again, but was stopped by Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling pointed to the sky, Li Xing stopped and looked up, only to realize that the starry sky at night, the bright moon shining, it was time for dinner.

Cultivation should not be rushed for quick success, this is taught by Xuan Ling, and Li Xing also keeps this in mind.

An old man and a young man held hands and walked back to the courtyard, and on the way, Xuan Ling changed Li Xing's clothes.

Back in the courtyard, Sun Lao had already prepared a large wooden basin of spirit beast meat and waited in the pavilion.

After Li Xing had dinner, he consciously entered the house and began to refine the body of gods and demons, and the cultivation and portrayal of the three-pattern mark.

......

There is no shortcut to the path of cultivating immortals, only by cultivating hard can you go further.

Li Xing gets up every day to practice qi, practices swords at noon, and refines his body at night.

Cultivating day after day, Li Xing didn't feel bored at all.

In the blink of an eye.

The autumn wind sweeps the leaves and shakes the cold winter, and the spring rain melts the snow and is scorching.

In a trance, a year passed, and Li Xing was five years old.

Syllable!

Outside the courtyard, in the stone forest, gravel flies.

There was a figure in the group of stones, waving the long sword in his hand back and forth.

The rubble flew through the air, but was always shot down when it touched the figure.

I saw this figure, sometimes stabbing the sword to repel the flying stones, and sometimes lifting the sword to resist the bombardment of the flying stones.

Syllable~

For a moment, the sound of a long sword hitting a stone rang out.

This figure is naturally Li Xing, who was smashed by flying stones here a year ago, and it has been a year since he started cultivating.

This year, for cultivation, Li Xing has never slackened day after day, and Li Xing's understanding of the thirteen basic styles of sword moves is also increasing little by little.

Li Xing came and went freely in the chaos of stones, and when the gravel hit, it was a sword to resist.

Shout~

A piece of rubble flew overhead.

Bayonet style!

Li Xing stabbed with his sword, and the gravel was pierced and shattered by the long sword.

Slashing Sword Style!

At the end of the stab, Li Xing's footsteps shook "Bagua Clutch" and turned as one, slashing forward, and a piece of flying gravel was cut into the air.

Pick the sword!

Immediately, Li Xing's body changed again, walked sideways, moved back, and picked up the gravel flying behind him to the ground.

Airplanes~

At this time, outside the stone forest, a wave suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then a vicissitudes of life appeared.

Xuan Ling is back.

A year ago, after Xuanling returned to the mountain to teach Li Xing's sword moves the basic thirteen forms, he asked Li Xing to practice hard every day, and then disappeared after less than three days on Xuanling Mountain.

In the past year, Xuan Ling has come back five times in succession, and after pointing out Li Xing, he left.

Li Xing was puzzled because of this, and would ask Sun Lao every time, but Sun Lao kept silent about it.

Li Xing was in the stone forest, like a fish in water, and the gravel that flew away was no longer a threat in front of Li Xing.

Xuan Ling looked at Li Xing, nodded slightly, squinted his eyes slightly, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, while being gratified, there was a faint hint of schadenfreude.

I saw Xuan Ling wave his sleeve, and the streamer flashed.

Woo~Woo~

The root array flag appeared out of thin air, turned into a streamer and flew around the stone forest, and inserted it straight in the place where there was no array flag.

The array flag was in place, suddenly.

Rumble~

A fluctuation that made Li Xing feel discouraged appeared out of thin air in his heart.

Not good!

In the dark, Li Xing panicked in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good.