It is rare for Ling Hu Heng to be in a good mood, and he has all kinds of conversations with Wu Zhen, Wu Zhen is also happy to talk to Ling Hu Heng, the two of them completely forgot about the time, and this meal has been eaten for more than an hour. Wu Zhen was still unfinished, and wanted to say more, but it was getting late. Wu Zhen thought for a while and said, "Senior brother, I have a hunch that I will be killed in the next two days, and I may not be able to bring you food, I have brought you dry food for five days, if I can't come, you will eat some dry food!"

Ling Huheng had already learned that Wu Zhen was about to cross the catastrophe, and he didn't sound surprised at this time, but said: "Big man, you have to be careful when you cross the catastrophe, the tribulation of the Yuan Infant is different from the past, don't be careless." ”

Wu Zhen was very moved to hear the concern in Ling Hu Heng's words, but he didn't know what to say, so he just said, "I'll be careful." ”

Ling Huheng didn't care about this, but just told him not to rush forward, to be steady, and Wu Zhen also nodded.

In the past, Ling Hu Heng wished that Wu Zhen would leave quickly, so as not to make him verbose, but today the situation is reversed, Wu Zhen wanted to leave quickly, but was repeatedly dragged by Ling Hu Heng, and finally Ling Hu Heng finished his rambling, Wu Zhen hurriedly left with the rice basket, it seems that he was also afraid of Ling Hu Heng's verbosity.

Ling Huheng didn't feel that he was very wordy, because he cared about Wu Zhen's friend, and even treated him as a brother, but this brother didn't have a very bright brain, for fear that he would go wrong in his practice.

In fact, Ling Hu Heng didn't know, but all smart people, when crossing the tribulation, all kinds of demons came one after another, and if they were not careful, they would be doomed; But Hu Heng is concerned about chaos, and it is a bit redundant to warn Wu Zhen with his own experience.

It was fifteen this night, and Ling Hu Heng walked out of the hut according to the custom, sat quietly in the wild grass, and looked up at the cliff. After a while, the jade rabbit rose eastward, and the bright moonlight slowly reflected on the cliff, as if agreed, and the sword diagram appeared again. Ling Hu Heng's eyes stared at the sword diagram quietly, but unexpectedly, his attention was too concentrated, and a wave of tired sleepiness hit, making Hu Heng fall into a half-awake and half-asleep state!

On the cliff, in a piece of moonlight, there were four eyes staring at Ling Huheng tightly, seeing that Ling Huheng actually fell asleep, a voice whispered: "Senior brother, I said that you were wrong, that kid is clearly asleep, where is he looking at the sword diagram!"

After being silent for a long time, no one spoke, and the voice sounded again: "Senior brother, that kid is asleep, the moon won't shine on the cliff in a while, it seems that there will be no harvest tonight, it's better to go back to meditate or sleep, it's better to blow the cold wind here and peep at a stinky kid, right?"

The other person finally spoke up: "Don't rush, watch slowly." ”

Needless to say, it's those two old men again. I saw the short old man pouting, sitting on the ground with a dissatisfied face, staring at Ling Huheng fiercely, looking at this kid who made him "suffer". The old man was expressionless, quietly paying attention to Ling Huheng's dynamics.

At this time, Ling Hu Heng had already entered a state of mystery and mystery, and the sword diagram actually moved in his mind! On the sword diagram, it was originally just a careless display of the sword technique, if he just looked at it dryly, it was estimated that it would be useless to look at it for another hundred years. And once these sword diagrams are connected, the true meaning will be discovered: Ling Huheng is exactly like this at this moment, the originally extremely vague figure on the sword diagram is gradually clear in his mind, and every move and style is no longer mysterious, and it has become traceable. In this way, one move and one style were displayed in Ling Hu Heng's mind, and Ling Hu Heng also memorized every move.

Time passed minute by minute, the moon had long since moved westward, and the sword diagram had disappeared, but Ling Hu Heng was still in that mysterious realm, seemingly meditating with his eyes closed, but in fact he was already wandering outside the world. I don't know how long it has been, Ling Hu Heng naturally opened his eyes, for no other reason, just because the sword diagram has been demonstrated in Ling Hu Heng's mind, although the sword intent is profound, Ling Hu Heng can't understand it all at once, but he also remembers it firmly.

In fact, Ling Huheng didn't know that his closed eyes were exactly the realm of epiphany that immortal cultivators couldn't seek! Epiphany can be described as a state of mystery and mystery, which can be met but not sought, if it is an epiphany, it is also possible to ascend to the sky in one step. Of course, this can only be stored in legends, and what ordinary immortal cultivators want is nothing more than an epiphany, and a small cultivation problem cannot be, which shows how rare an epiphany is. And this is also related to the special teaching method of the old Taoist, I have to say that Ling Hu Heng was fortunate to see the true face of this ancient sword sect's stunt because of fate. It must be known that in the past hundred years, only the current head Yang Xianyang has realized a little bit of the true meaning of the sword diagram, and I am afraid that it is inferior to Ling Huheng.

The old man who was hidden in the dark looked at Ling Huheng and opened his eyes, the sword intent in his eyes was vertical and horizontal, as if there was sword intent shooting out, and he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Good boy!" The old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, and when he heard the exclamation of the old man, he thought that something had happened, and he didn't see how he moved, so he came to the old man's side in an instant and asked, "What's wrong, senior brother, what's wrong with that kid?"

The tall old man was silent, and after the short old man was bored with himself, he saw Ling Huheng open his eyes, but he didn't find anything. But he couldn't blame the short old man, because the sword intent in Ling Huheng's eyes was just a flash, and when he looked at it, it just disappeared, so naturally he couldn't find anything. The short old man said to himself, "Senior brother, I don't think that kid is anything, what is worth your fuss?"

The old man looked closely at Ling Huheng, who was turning around and walking into the hut, and said in a deep voice: "If I'm not mistaken, that kid is afraid that he has comprehended the sword diagram!"

"What! how is this possible!" cried out the dwarf old man. Fortunately, the mountain wind was strong enough to hide his voice, and it was only a subtle humming sound below.

The tall old man looked silent, the short old man knew his senior brother and knew that he would not lie, but he still said in disbelief: "This is impossible, even senior brother, you don't understand, that kid actually understands?"

The old man sighed and said, "Senior brother, I already know what our problem is. You have been competing to win since you were a child, and I have never been a person who is willing to admit defeat, so I care too much about the sword diagram left by my ancestor, and the more I care, the more I can't comprehend it. That kid obviously didn't know the importance of the sword diagram, and he had the mentality that if he could get it, he wouldn't be able to get it, so he had an epiphany. Alas, the power of this 'Demon Sword Technique' is amazing, you and I both know it, but whether you can cultivate or not depends on chance, heaven's will, heaven's will!"

When the short old man heard this, he was silent for a while, and only after a long time did he speak: "Senior brother, if this is really the case, isn't this 'Wandering Demon Imperial Sword Technique' at risk of being lost?

The old man shook his head, knowing that the old man still couldn't let go of the sword diagram, and said: "The ancestor once said that the sword diagram is reserved for those who are destined, and if fate is not reached, it is in vain to force it. Senior brother, you have been trapped in the early stage of Mahayana for a long time, if you can understand this truth, cultivation will naturally dispel the ice and snow as an obstacle, and cultivate as diligence. ”

The old man scratched his head, and after a while, said, "I still can't figure it out. ”

The old man knew that even he couldn't let go of the sword diagram, let alone the old man! sighed, and stopped talking.

Suddenly, the whole mountain, including the cliff, was shaken, the tall old man and the short old man reacted quickly, immediately shifted their shape, and came to the edge of an abyss behind the thatched hut. And at this moment, the abyss trembled even more, and it actually shook the formation above the exit of the abyss! You know, this is the formation laid out by the ancestor of the Ancient Sword Sect back then! Not only is the mountain body in the abyss not broken, and the ten thousand laws are not invaded, but even the prohibition of the exit is sealed with the ninety-nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array, and from here you can see how extraordinary this Trapped Demon Abyss is. However, I still can't trap the people trapped in the Demon Abyss, and the people in there are too perverted, right?!

The tall old man and the short old man seemed to have faced such a problem many times, and neither of them spoke, but just poured their spiritual power into the Trapped Demon Abyss, activating the Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array in this Trapped Demon Abyss. At this moment, the strength of the two old men can finally be seen, and the spiritual power has been condensed as the essence, which is clearly a sign of cultivating to the master of the Mahayana period! It seems that the ancient sword sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the skill is the highest, I am afraid that it will not be around these two old men.

With the input of the spiritual power of the tall and short old man, the trapped demon abyss gradually calmed down. The two old men were still not at ease, and continued to input spiritual power into the seal, if there was a master on the side, they would definitely be taken aback: this is clearly the Liangyi formation that has been lost by the ancient sword sect according to legend! This formation not only requires two people with similar skills, but also must have the same mind, and the exercises they practice must be completely opposite before they can be cultivated. I have to say that the conditions are really a bit harsh, and it is understandable that the formation is on the verge of extinction.

After a long time, the tall and short old man stopped inputting spiritual power, and the seal gradually disappeared, as if nothing had happened. But danger is often hidden in the most inconspicuous places, as is the case with the Trapped Demon Abyss in front of you. The short old man was unpretentious, sat down on the ground, and cursed in his mouth: "This devil is too capable of tossing! If I have to come here every once in a while, I am about to run out of spiritual power!"

The old man didn't speak, but he was also panting beside him, and it seemed that the consumption of spiritual power was also very large. He looked at the swarthy and bottomless Trapped Demon Abyss again, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart, making him a little frightened, and said secretly: "Could it be that this demon is really about to be trained to that one?" If so, even this Xuantian Trapped Demon Array can't trap him!"

Linghu Heng under the cliff didn't feel anything, it was just a small earthquake, and he cultivated cross-legged as before, silently experiencing the sword technique he had just comprehended. Although his cultivation at the moment is really beyond his strength to use such a sword technique, it is also possible to familiarize himself with it. Unconsciously, this cultivation was another night.