Chapter 3 The handsome sword cultivator is an old man, and he can't bear it

Since there is the power of sanctification in the flesh in ancient times, it means that this road is not impassable, and the magic they left behind is not for people to get married, but after the blood and qi of the Dan are broken, they feed back to the flesh, and the muscles, skin, bones, and internal organs all benefit, and the flesh is the primordial baby.

I don't know if you've seen Terminator, but here is an example of something in a science fiction film, otherwise it's hard to explain.

The Terminator is a robot with a high-energy battery in its body that can support a robot's strenuous activity for several days. It explodes so hard that it can easily blow up many, many of these robots.

Doesn't it look similar to the principle of Jindan?Usually store the energy that you can't use in Jindan.,Draw a little out when you put a skill in a fight.,Put a skill and consume a few MP.。

So what is the effect of releasing all the huge amount of electrical energy in this battery in an instant? It always feels much sharper than the thunder on a sunny day in Rausch.

This blood bath golden body is this effect, feeding back the flesh body is not something that anyone can bear, the cow man on the Lingshan is defeated at this step, the blood and qi feed the flesh, but the flesh can't eat it at all, and it all leaks out.

Finally, he was lucky, he leaked out, not was held to death.

If you fail to marry a baby, you naturally don't have to eat thunder, the strong body is still there, and the realm is still there, but the essence of a vigorous blood and qi consumption looks no different from a dry corpse.

Putting aside the dried-sounding corpse for now, let's get back to business.

At noon on September 13, when the mountain gate was opened, Lin Qingshan, who had been waiting for a day and a night, was already anxious, she was irritable, and she couldn't stand waiting the most, but her family was in a hurry, and she was rushed over a day in advance, saying that she was taking a good place in advance.

Of course, you need to come early and line up early to test the spiritual root in the mountain, most of them have five spiritual roots and have no talent for refining the body, of course, they all hope to finish the test early and go home early, and they are trying their luck when they come.

Lin Qingshan was different, she had long known that she didn't have a spiritual root, and she was waiting for the monks in the spiritual mountain to finish testing the spiritual roots of this group of stinky civilians, and then start the refining body exam, there was no need to come so early.

After being the eldest lady for so many years, she really can't stand the taste of this group of people.

Sitting in a bus with more than ten or twenty people, the smell is quite strong, and there are hundreds of thousands of people here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it stinks. At the foot of Ling Mountain, no one dares to defecate anywhere, and if they can't hold back, they will give up the position they have finally occupied, and run outside to solve personal problems in the latrine that I don't know who repairs.

Lin Qingshan imagined the scene of these hundreds of thousands of people defecating in the open, and suddenly felt a chill.

The mountain gate was wide open, dozens of figures flew out, and landed in front of the huge mountain gate, everyone was very conscious, no one was too close to the mountain gate, and there was a vacant space for the boss, which was regarded as the place for soul measurement.

Two bearded old men stepped on flying swords and slowly rose into the air. One of the old men looked around, and a terrifying aura overflowed, and Lin Qingshan couldn't help but take two steps back and fall from the big stone.

Most of the people are even more unbearable than her, and many people are sitting on the ground, and finally they are not scared to pee their pants.

The old man retracted his momentum and nodded with satisfaction, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied that no one peed his pants, or that he was satisfied that no demon cultivator had come in to make trouble.

Lin Qingshan naturally knew that the old man was checking to see if there was anything strange mixed in the crowd, so he was not upset, but he looked up at the flying old man and looked at the old man who was a little hot.

This is sword cultivation, the Jindan period can go high and high, and the sword cultivation that takes people's heads thousands of miles away.

It's useless to be envious, Lin Qingshan is not cheap enough after all. No, Lin Qingshan didn't have a spiritual root after all, so he could only watch dryly.

The old man didn't say any nonsense, in fact, this kind of scene happens every year, and he presides over it every year, he has long been annoyed, and there will be no good seedlings anyway.

"Spiritualism begins. ”

The sound is not loud, but it unexpectedly has a shocking feeling.

The several spirit measuring arrays placed in front of the door were not much different from the ones Lin Qingshan had used, but they were larger and rougher, and the spirit measuring balls placed above the array were exactly the same.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, even if there were still two immortals flying in the sky, they couldn't frighten these already crazy crowds, some squeezed forward, and some were trampled on.

The old man, who had not moved since he flew out, pulled out the second sword from behind his back and threw it into the sky, chanting words in his mouth, and everyone below instantly felt a chill in their necks, as if a sharp sword had pierced their throats, and they were all honest immediately.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Lin Qingshan raised his hand and slapped it, directly shattering the small sword spirit on the side of her neck, which was already a serious offense to her, the kind that she couldn't bear.

Although it is not enough to kill people in a violent manner, it is usually inevitable to beat up, except in the current situation - it is impossible to fight.

Lin Qingshan was ready to suffer a small loss, but he didn't expect that the old man just glanced over here, and he didn't bother to take care of him at all, and he didn't put a sword spirit around her neck.

Lin Qingshan smiled, jumped back to the stone pier and squatted, watching with interest as these hundreds of thousands of people were forced by a small sword spirit, moving their steps slowly.

This old man, either he is already at the peak of Jindan, and his strength cannot be higher, and he may step out of the Yuanying at any time, or he is hopeless to break through, and he has been immersed in kendo all his life, and his understanding of cheapness cannot be higher.

Fighting against hundreds of thousands of people with the strength of one person, even if these hundreds of thousands of people are all ordinary people, and if these ordinary people dare to resist, they can completely smash the sharp but slightly fragile sword spirit, but it also shows that the strength of this old man is infinitely close to the Yuan Infant level.

What's more, if he really wanted to kill someone, even if ordinary people wanted to smash that sword spirit, it would be too late.

But if you think about it carefully, if you are expected to break through Yuanying, you will definitely not have the kung fu to run out to do this kind of boring work, so this old man should be the latter.

Well, I've been immersed in kendo all my life, and it's cheap enough, I like it.

Please don't make the mistake of thinking that our protagonist likes old men.

Although he really wanted to ask if the refining test could start in advance, Lin Qingshan also knew that he was afraid that no one would take care of him, so he didn't do it.

The two old men seemed to guess Miss Lin's thoughts, and slowly landed, and the sword spirit forced the crowd to disperse, and a large open space was vacant around the two of them, which was connected to the circular open space vacated by the spirit measuring array, which looked a bit like a gourd from a high place.

Seven or eight strong men ran out of the mountain gate, each carrying a lot of things in their hands, including stone locks, humanoid targets, and a lot of mess.