"Look at ......"

Han Ling raised his head, his fingers carved the cliff wall without numbers, each word was vigorous and powerful, carved by the sword, revealing a sharp edge that could not be gazed at.

There is no doubt that the words on the cliff were left by the Desperate Sword King, in addition to the words of the monk he left to get the opportunity, there is also the exercise he created himself-"Desperate Sword Sutra"!

This exercise sword goes sideways, and it is very extreme. In order to pursue great power, the monks who practice this exercise must not have any magic weapons with them, and must pour all their hopes of survival into the flying sword, and push themselves into a desperate situation, so that they can burst out with unprecedented power.

The two of them stared at the cliff for about ten breaths, and their eyes stinged, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Han Ling gently wiped away his tears and asked, "Brother Dao, do you want to practice this exercise?"

Chen Lang immediately shook his head, "This exercise is too extreme, and I don't have the consciousness to put my head on my waist and fight with other monks." ”

Chen Lang's description was very apt and interesting, and Han Ling couldn't help laughing.

"What about Han Daoyou, do you cultivate?"

Han Ling chuckled lightly and said lightly, "The little woman doesn't seem to have a choice. ”

Chen Lang was puzzled: "Where do you start with this?"

Han Ling said: "Most of the exercises of the Danxia Sect are used to assist in alchemy, and in terms of cultivation, it is really too slow to advance. ”

Chen Lang had a little pride in his eyes, and asked, "What about the cold ice technique that has been cultivating all these years?"

"The Ice Trick is a magic skill, what's so good?"

Chen Lang was surprised: "Why did Daoyou say this?"

Han Ling was stunned for a moment and asked, "Brother Dao, doesn't you know that the Cold Ice Technique is a Demon Skill?"

Hearing this, Chen Lang was a little surprised in his heart, the secret of the cold ice recipe has been known?

"I've been in retreat all the time, and I don't know a lot of things, what's going on?" Chen Lang pretended not to know and said, "Why do you say that the Cold Ice Technique is a Demon Skill?"

Han Ling explained that one day, when a casual cultivator was fighting with others, he accidentally found that he could absorb the other party's cultivation, so the news spread, and slowly some people gave up the cold ice technique and changed to ordinary exercises. But there are also people who still practice the Cold Ice Technique, after all, the ascension of the realm brought by this exercise is too fast, and it also greatly increases the chance of breaking through the condensation stage and the knot stage.

It's too hard to give up.

"High-level cultivators can absorb the cultivation of low-level cultivators at will, what is the value of cultivation in this demonic skill?

He practiced penance all day long, but in the end he made wedding dresses for others. ”

Han Ling would rather improve her realm more slowly than cultivate the Cold Ice Technique, after she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, and said with a look of sudden realization: "The little girl remembers that Brother Dao's cultivation is the Cold Ice Technique." ”

"Not bad. Chen Lang bowed slightly.

"Brother Dao doesn't plan to ......"

Chen Lang shook his head slightly.

"Yes, how can a character like Brother Dao be someone else's furnace?

With Brother Dao's methods, sooner or later he will become a great monk who controls the life and death of hundreds of thousands of monks, how can he be afraid of just one magic skill?" Han Ling shook his head and complimented Chen Lang very naturally.

"Don't let the Taoist friends roast on the fire under the shelf, I just think that self-preservation is no problem for me.

Well, it's time to see what opportunities await us in the cave. ”

Chen Lang walked towards the cave, the cave wall reflected a red light, the deeper he went, the higher the temperature, the stones showed signs of melting, and the ground was very soft to walk on.

Chen Lang had cultivated the Taiyin Cold Ice Technique, but he didn't think the high temperature in the cave was unbearable. Han Ling was different, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his fair face was flushed, as if he was about to ooze blood.

After walking for about a cup of tea, they didn't encounter any danger, maybe the Desperate Sword Monarch disdained this, or maybe there was a terrible means at the end of the cave that could kill them.

Chen Lang, who had been walking in front, suddenly stopped, Han Ling didn't notice that Chen Lang stopped, and ran headlong into Chen Lang's sturdy junior, his nose aching.

"Han Daoyou, why don't you go ahead?"

Han Ling looked at Chen Lang dumbfounded, and only after a long time did he speak, "Brother Dao, do you really want to be like this?"

Chen Lang replied in a stiff tone: "Otherwise, isn't it just for this moment?"

"......" Han Ling was speechless.

Chen Lang patted Han Ling's slender shoulder, and said earnestly: "Han Daoyou, you, there are too many people around you who compliment you, making you forget the cruelty of the cultivation realm, and I feel that it is necessary for you to return to the cruel cultivation realm, otherwise, you will suffer greatly in the future." ”

“......”

"In the valley, the sword formation has been broken down, how can Daoist friends help?"

Han Ling couldn't say a word, she had indeed been watching the play.

"You and I have different division of labor, all you have to do is to fight for that slightest chance to react in Xia, otherwise, why should you share the treasures of the Desperation Sword Monarch Cave Mansion with you?

Beauty is indeed pleasing to the eye, but it also has no meaning. ”

When it came to this, Han Ling couldn't shirk it, she bit her lower lip and walked in front of Chen Lang.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it was, Han Ling's mind was dizzy, and the sky was spinning, and he was about to fall to the ground at any time.

Finally, a flash of fire woke her up, the pale yellow flame was only the size of a fist, and there was a small purple flying sword inside, crystal moist, like a perfect piece of amethyst.

Han Ling stared at the flying sword intently, while Chen Lang looked at the flame with fiery eyes.

If that's right, this flame is most likely the Flame of Essence.

Refining the Pansi Sword requires the Yuan Infant Fire or the Sun True Fire, and Chen Lang has been thinking for a long time, will it evolve into the Sun True Fire if he strengthens the Essence Flame Fire?

"Han Daoyou, don't you want the Desperate Sword Monarch's exercises, and a flying sword with incredible power?

Now, you have everything you want. ”

Instead of showing ecstasy, Han Ling was stunned.

After a long while, Han Ling came back to his senses and said in astonishment, "What do you mean by Brother Dao?"

It's about ...... this flying sword."

"The Desperate Sword Monarch has been sitting for an unknown number of years, and he was stunned.

After a long while, Han Ling came back to his senses and said in astonishment, "What do you mean by Brother Dao?"

It's about ...... this flying sword."

"The Desperate Sword Monarch has been stunned for I don't know how many years.

After a long while, Han Ling came back to his senses and said in astonishment, "What do you mean by Brother Dao?"

It's about ...... this flying sword."

"The Desperate Sword Monarch has been stunned for I don't know how many years.

After a long while, Han Ling came back to his senses and said in astonishment, "What do you mean by Brother Dao?"

It's about ...... this flying sword."

"The Desperate Sword Monarch has been stunned for I don't know how many years.

After a long while, Han Ling came back to his senses and said in astonishment, "What do you mean by Brother Dao?"

It's about ...... this flying sword."

"The Desperate Sword Monarch has been sitting for an unknown number of years

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