Chapter 87: I Don't Believe It

The water spirit crystal vein, the curative effect is magical.

First, it is combined with seven insects and seven flowers into the body, and then the toxins are excreted with the [Huayang Needle Method].

Shen Yue only felt that his breath was extremely long now, almost to the point that ordinary people could not imagine.

At the same time, her internal organs have also cultivated to the realm of steel and iron, and the air flow that erupts between her breaths can actually bend all the strong grass.

"This force?"

Standing in the courtyard, Shen Yue looked at his palm in disbelief, could this be the power of the Water Spirit Crystal Vein?

"Wife, in fact, you have a lot of power in your own right, and the water spirit crystal vein is just to trigger it. ”

Lin Meng got dressed, with a blue nose and swollen face, cute and funny.

For cultivators, heaven and earth spiritual materials are extremely important,

If you have an infinite number of spiritual materials, you can greatly increase your cultivation speed, and even if you encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation, you will break through in a short period of time.

The water spirit crystal vein is the best spiritual material.

A few days ago, Shen Yue had been trapped in the Groundbreaking Realm, but now, she seemed to have been promoted and came to the first floor of the Jiyuan Realm.

Those who draw the source absorb the essence of all things in heaven and earth.

She clearly felt that her strength had doubled, her bones and physique were extremely strong, and she was faster at absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and integrating it into the meridians.

"Wife, do you want to learn my [One Hundred and Eight Swords]?" Lin Meng asked.

"Will you teach me?"

"Of course, I don't hide anything from you, and I'm willing to teach you as long as you want to learn. ”

If she wants to learn, of course Shen Yue wants to learn, she can't wait to learn martial arts all over the world now, and hurry back to the East China Sea Kingdom.

"Okay, wife, look at the sword moves!"

I saw Lin Meng take a step back, his legs apart, his arms sinking, and the long sword hanging in front of him, moving according to a certain rhythm.

In his body, the aura floats.

If you can look inward through your body, you can feel the feeling of stormy waves, which makes people feel refreshed.

With each swing of the sword, his muscles tightened, causing his body to metamorphose and become more powerful.

This sword move is ever-changing, and the power is extremely amazing, and every move is elusive.

If you can practice the [One Hundred and Eight Swords of Heaven and Earth] to the peak, the God Blocking and Killing God will not dare to say it, at least there will be no opponent of the same grade.

After Lin Meng finished practicing, he slowly put away his sword, looked at Shen Yue, and asked, "Wife, do you remember?"

Shen Yue nodded, and cultivated one move at a time.

She is worthy of being a genius, as soon as she learns it, every move and every potential is so tangible and erratic.

She cultivated over and over again, tirelessly, and seemed to vow not to give up until all the spiritual energy in her body was exhausted.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, help Shen Yue successfully improve the realm and obtain the exercise [Imperial Sword Technique]!"

Lin Meng was about to jump up with joy, after practicing for so long, now he can finally fly with his sword.

System Interface:

Host: Lin Meng

Realm: Three layers of the Rooting Realm

Strength: The power of nine bulls and two tigers, and the power of several demons.

Exercises: [Xuanyu Hand], [Seventy-two Changes], [Little Wuxiang Gong], [Tiangang Earth Demon One Hundred and Eight Swords], [Heavenly Demon Creation Gong] [Imperial Sword Technique]...

Weapon: Xuanyuan Sword

Perception: None

Profession: Junior Alchemist, Junior Swordsman.

Comprehensive Evaluation: Jinling City Youth Master...

These words are a summary of Lin Meng's cultivation these days, and his efforts have not been in vain after all.

Lin Yue'e wanted to scold again, but at this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps and shouts sounded.

There were about dozens of people, dressed in their usual coarse cloth clothes, dragging their families and hurrying towards here.

"Wife, you practice, I'll go out for a walk. ”

Fang Li couldn't wait to try his hand at the [Imperial Sword Technique], walked to a place where there was no one, and stepped on it with one foot.

He saw the clouds floating under his feet, and his [Imperial Sword Technique] magic had been accomplished.

"Haha, the feeling of flying, Zhen Nima Shuang!"

Flying, flying...

"Ding, the system prompts, there are masters around, please pay attention to the host. ”

Lin Meng was stunned when he heard the prompt, and immediately became a little happy.

Got a master?

Okay, I haven't tried my skills for a few days.

"Stop. ”

He gave the order and jumped off the Xuanyuan Sword.

"Fellow, what's going on?" Lin Meng grabbed an old farmer who had escaped and asked earnestly.

"Kill --- kill ---"

The old peasant, dressed in a ragged jacket made of sheepskin, had dry and peeled lips, his eyes were dull, and his bony body was visibly frightened.

The Great Liang Empire has laws, but the laws are not sound, and they kill people for no reason and must be judged by the law.

Justice, never absent!

"Tell me clearly, what the hell is going on?"

Seeing that the young man's eyes were resolute, the old farmer obviously couldn't go without explanation, sighed, and then said slowly:

"Early this morning, a group of masked white-clothed cultivators suddenly came to the town, they were of the same age, their clothes were the same, and they had long swords hanging from their waists. ”

Lin Meng took out a few taels of silver and handed it to the old farmer, saying, "Fellow go first!"

The old peasant thanked him again and again, and ran in the opposite direction of the village and town.

"Damn, it's so strange that this person was killed, Jinling City has been very comfortable all these years, why is it chaotic these days?"

"The old farmer said that the killer was wearing the same clothes, holding a sword to kill, and the clothes were neat and consistent, not armor, but simple white clothes, which showed that they were children of a certain sect. ”

Lin Meng's self-conscious analysis struck, and he felt that it was a conspiracy.

After saying that, he stepped out of the way and ran away.

The soldiers shook the sky in unison, and the convoy advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.

In front is Panshan Town, Liangjia Buzhuang!

At this moment, the gate of Liangjiabu Village in Panshan Town.

The Liang family's family had a guy in his hand, and he looked at a group of masked white-clothed people angrily, his face full of resentment.

Not far from the door, more than a dozen corpses were bleeding.

The whole town was filled with the solemn smell of blood.

The leader of the masked man in white was a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he held a blood-dripping sword in his hand and shouted viciously:

"Folks, don't blame me, we were ordered by the head of the household to kill people!"

"Fart!"

There is a person who is not afraid of the dead and said bluntly: "Hubu Shangshu has always loved the people like a son, and he has never killed innocents indiscriminately to the people of the Great Liang Empire. ”

The man sneered and continued to make up nonsense: "Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, Hubu Shangshu is a ruthless person who has killed countless people, how can he change his butcher nature?"

"Your acting skills are too clumsy, how can a killer reveal the name of the master? ”

"You're looking for death!"

When the man saw that this Ding toasted and did not eat and drink, he didn't believe it at all, and his endurance reached the limit, and a sword slashed out with the sound of wind and thunder.

The surrounding Liang family's faces turned pale when they saw this scene, and they took a few steps back.

The man blocked with his long sword.

But after all, the man is a cultivator, and he has practiced the exercises, although this sword is not fatal, but it also makes the family collapse to the ground, vomiting blood frantically.

"Does anyone still believe that I was sent by the Tobe Shangshu?" said the man angrily.

The family members of Liangjia Buzhuang suddenly looked at each other, and dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, this brute, killed so many people, just to frame the household Shangshu?

"I don't believe it!"

In the distance, Lin Meng leaned against a tree and said with a sneer.

"Who are you?" asked the man.

Lin Meng turned around, twisted his neck, clicked, gritted his teeth and said, "The son of the Hubu Shangshu --- Lin Meng"