Swinging a knife at yourself sounds a bit like a perverted act. Li Heng had some opinions about Zao Wou-ki's words, and interjected, "That's research." ”

"Then you're going back to research?" Zao Wou-Ki said angrily.

Li Heng obediently shut his mouth when he heard this, this is a request for others, or be low-key.

"The Dark Moon Sword Technique, the moon is yin, the Lord dies, and it pays attention to death into life, and the transformation of blood and qi is also the first death and then life, so it is a matter of course for monks who have cultivated the Dark Moon Sword Technique. And our Qingyang Sword Technique, the main life, refining this blood and qi transformation form is naturally a little out of place, and the qi and blood are not compatible. Zao Wou-Ki said slowly.

Is it necessary to change the sword technique to cultivate this blood qi transformation? Li Heng was suspicious and wanted to speak, but remembering that he couldn't interject, he paused and raised his right hand.

Who knew that Zhao Wuji turned a blind eye to it, and said indifferently, "It's not that the Qingyang Sword Technique can't refine that blood qi and transform into form, it's just a matter of direction, okay, you go back and slowly understand, the problems in the exercises are explained too carefully, and it is not conducive to the comprehension of the exercises." ”

Li Heng heard that Zao Wou-Ki didn't explain, so he wanted to curse himself with a few sentences, but when he thought about what Lao Dao said in the end, it was not unreasonable, so he thanked Zao Wou-Ki and went back to the courtyard.

"Death into life, death before life,......" In the small courtyard, Li Heng muttered what Zao Wou-Ki said, puzzled, and flipped through the booklet for a while, "Enter the blood with sword qi,...... , with sword qi into the blood?"

Li Heng vaguely caught something, but he never caught it, he couldn't help but pick up the Qingyang Sword Technique, cut off a finger of his left hand, took a drop of blood, let it float in the sword qi, and studied it carefully.

He tried to melt the sword qi into the blood according to the method recorded in the blood qi transformation technique, but as soon as the Qingmeng sword qi was close to the blood qi, the blood qi avoided far away, and the two could never be fused.

"Death to life. Li Heng, who had tried several times to no avail, couldn't help but study Zao Wouji's words again, he looked at the drop in front of him and muttered, "Death first, then life." ”

"Direction!" Li Heng suddenly laughed and laughed at himself, "It's really stupid." ”

His mind moved, no longer using the sword qi to enter the blood qi according to the exercises, but controlling the blood qi to slowly approach the sword qi, boom, the moment the blood qi touched the sword qi, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded in his sea of consciousness.

And in front of his eyes, there was a small fish as green and brown as the bark of an old tree, no more than an inch long, but the body shape was extremely clear, especially the small fangs in the mouth that were interlaced up and down, I don't know if it was fused with blood and qi, Li Heng always felt that the small fish gave him a sense of bloodthirstiness.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked it, and an aura hit the slender body of the little fish, who knew that the blow that could pierce the dark iron only bounced the little fish away, tossed his body a few times, and after straightening it, he swam again.

Li Heng was suddenly taken aback, pondered for a while, and felt that it should be related to He himself's cultivation of the Purple Qi Heavenly Thunder, and then took a drop of blood after transporting the Purple Qi Heavenly Thunder, and after transforming into a small fish, it was still a small fish, but the color was much deeper than the small fish transformed by ordinary blood and sword qi, and the bloodthirsty meaning was even stronger.

After looking at it for a while, he raised his sword and swung it with five layers of strength, and the small fish turned by ordinary blood suddenly dispersed into mist, and the small fish turned into the blood taken by the purple qi heavenly thunder was just knocked away, leaving a shallow white fine line on his body, and it returned to its original state between breaths.

Li Heng was overjoyed, his mind moved, a herring appeared in front of him, took a drop of blood, but the herring swallowed it in one bite, almost no change, he suddenly thought that this herring fish was made of seven sword qi, and immediately took six more drops of blood, this time after the herring swallowed, the color immediately turned blue-brown, the body size grew to the size of two fingers, and the face was no different from the small fish in the mountains, only occasionally when he opened his mouth, it revealed its hideous color......

In the following month, Li Heng used a knife on himself every day, and at most he used nearly half a bowl of blood at a time, turning into nearly a hundred small blue-brown fish, wandering all over the courtyard, Li Heng was a little afraid at that time, but he also rested for half an hour because of this.

Fortunately, the purple qi heavenly thunder also has the effect of repairing the scars, otherwise the scars on Li He's arms now are really spectacular.

When the barrier in the spiritual sea was completely broken, Li Heng officially stepped into the Ten Realms, and the spiritual fluid in the spiritual sea began to increase slowly, and he was completely immersed in the joy of the spiritual fluid increase, and sat by the small pool in the courtyard for more than a month.

In the past month, the small saplings by the pond have grown two inches taller under the moisture of the spiritual spring, and the elixirs on the ridge have taken on some shapes, and they are no longer as difficult to distinguish from each other as before.

The blue-veined bird in the barren grass on the side of the ridge was pecking at something, Li Heng looked at it for a moment and found that he had built a small nest in the depths of the barren grass at some point, and he couldn't help but wonder, this blue-veined bird was quite similar to him, and they were all at ease with what they encountered.

As for the mountain fish in the pond, they are still so spiritual, and occasionally they go into the small ditch, and walk around, as if they have found something new, you chase after me, and when you finally find that they are still back in the small pool, they are quiet.

Li Heng was a little jealous of Xiaoyu's leisure, his current realm was still a few days away from the consummation of the Ten Realms, and it would take several months to step into the Eleventh Realm, the reason why he ended his cultivation now was that he received a transmission from Zhao Wouji, and half a day later, Xiao Zhiyu Master Ancestor would lead the five people of Qingyang Valley, including Yu Huan and Li Heng, to the Tiger Split Plain, thousands of miles southwest of Qingyang Valley, to join the Ziyun Mountain and other major sects in the east, and open the passage of the Hidden Mountain Secret Realm.

He half-knelt beside the small pool, picked up a handful of clear springs, washed his face slightly, and smiled at the little fish who was not panicked at all, "Live well, and when I come back, I will make you a bigger pool." ”

If this time was still the realm of a year ago, Li Heng resolutely cried with a sad face, this year, whether it was in the realm or the exercises, he had made a great breakthrough, and he had comprehended the sword intent of Qingyang.

As long as he doesn't get involved in some dangers, and his luck is not too bad, he is still seventy percent sure that he will get out of the secret realm of the hidden mountain alive, and that sentence is his promise to Xiaoyu, and it is also for himself.

When he got out of the courtyard, there was a person from the Mo family who stuffed himself with a jade slip and a bottle of pills, and left in a hurry without explaining it, which made Li Heng a little baffled.

Qingyang Palace.

There are four Qi refining period monks who have already stood quietly on the side, their cultivation is all twelve, and there is also a female cultivator, Li Heng is an ignorant person, thinking of the Mo family monk's act of sending jade slips and pills, he suddenly felt a little bad, but his face did not show the slightest change, and he bowed his head to Zhao Wuji, who was sitting in the center of the hall, and said, "Li Heng has seen the head of the sect. ”

Then he turned slightly and said respectfully to a female monk beside Zhao Wouji, who was lightly dressed and cultivated to a realm lower than Zhao Wouji, "I've seen Master Xiao." ”

Zhao Wuji glanced at Li Heng, and suddenly stretched out his fingers, and a spiritual light suddenly sank into Li Heng's body.

Li Heng was still a little panicked at first, but after a while, he found that in his spiritual sea, the spiritual liquid skyrocketed, and he reached the consummation of the ten realms in an instant, and the growth of the spiritual fluid still did not stop, and he directly entered the eleventh realm in a few breaths, and did not stop until the eleventh realm was consummated.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji actually allowed himself to step into the eleventh realm in an instant, Li Heng was shocked and said respectfully, "Thank you, master." ”

Zhao Wuji bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "This secret technique can only allow you to maintain for a month in the Eleventh Realm, and you still need to cultivate to stabilize it when you come back." Then he closed his eyes and went down.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhiyu bowed slightly towards Zhao Wouji, and then gave Li Heng and the others a jade plate the size of a vegetable plate, and said indifferently, "Let's go." ”

followed Xiao Zhiyu to the outside of the Qingyang Palace, and saw a small boat more than ten meters long with a cloth sail hovering over the square at some point. At a height of more than a zhang, Xiao Zhiyu didn't see any spells, and walked slowly as if walking on the ground, while Li Heng and the others jumped up one by one.

After everyone was ready, Xiao Zhiyu stretched out her hand and pressed lightly on a wooden platform at the bow of the boat, and the boat swayed up, heading towards the southwest of Qingyang Valley, galloping away.

Three days later,

In the Tiger Rift Plain in the southwest of Qingyang Valley, in a deserted and secluded place, eight flying spirit weapons of different sizes and shapes hovered together.

Li Heng stood on the edge of the boat in Qingyang Valley, curiously looking at the flying spirit weapons hovering not far away, among which the flying spirit weapons of the three families of Ziyun Mountain, Lingyin Palace, and Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were the largest, and they were more than five times larger than the boats in Qingyang Valley. In addition to the fact that there are more of them, the strength of the sect is also clear at a glance.

Among the other five medium-sized sects of Qianhu Island, the Imperial Spirit Sect, the Spirit Sword Sect, the Stygian Moon Sect, and the Qingyang Valley, except for the Qingyang Valley, Li Heng only had a slight impression of the Underworld Moon Sect, and the other three sects only knew a thing or two in some travelogues.

In terms of flying spirit weapons, except for the somewhat weird ones of the Imperial Spirit Sect, the other four are all spaceships of similar size, but there are some differences in the specific details.

"Have you offended the people of the Stygian Moon Sect?"

Just as Li Heng was watching the spaceships of those sects with interest, a person beside him suddenly said.

In the past three days, Li Heng gradually communicated with the four of them, knowing that it was the Twelve Realms monk named Jiang Fei who spoke, he followed Jiang Fei's gaze and found that the monks of the Styling Moon Sect had quite unkind eyes, and chuckled, "I once killed two monks of the Stygian Moon Sect. ”

Jiang Fei saw that Li Heng was only in the eleventh realm, and he was still in the realm that the head of the sect had temporarily mentioned, and he had a record of killing the monks of the Underworld Moon Sect, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to Li Heng for a moment, but the distance between Qingyang Valley and the Underworld Moon Sect was relatively close to other sects, and some friction was also taken for granted.

"The female monk with the most murderous aura in her eyes is called Dead Moon Shadow, the twelve realms are perfect, and she is good at a pair of flying knives, the ...... on her left" Jiang Fei is still familiar with these few, out of the same hatred of the enemy, and there is nothing serious at this time, so he introduced it to Li Heng carefully.

Li Heng knew that this Dead Moon Shadow and that Wang Shigong must have a friendship, otherwise there would not be such a heavy killing intent with the principle of two small fights, and he knew in his heart that it would be inevitable to fight when he encountered the people of the Dark Moon Sect in the secret realm, so he couldn't help but listen carefully to Jiang Fei's introduction......

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