In the early morning, a ray of red light appeared on the horizon, the sun broke through the shackles and climbed up, the mist swirled in the mountains, and the morning glow was brilliant and beautiful.

Lu Xia stood with his sword horizontally, his feet were full of rubble, and his body was covered with dark red bloodstains, cutting off his opponents, but he did not have a trace of pleasure.

Two vicious fights in a row, each of which almost cost him his life. Especially when the Nine Swords of Heaven Punishment were just unleashed, it was really extremely dangerous, and if you were not careful, it would be a catastrophe.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Sword's final reversal of the Mandate of Heaven and his cultivation, the injuries in his body would have been unable to be suppressed at this time, and he would have burst out in full force, running out of oil and dying. Although he has survived now, there are gains and losses, and the curse of heaven and earth and the other six Heaven Killing Swords and the current Sword Sect are like a huge mountain weighing more than hundreds of millions of catties weighing heavily on Lu Xia's heart, giving him endless pressure.

Lu Xia suddenly felt that he urgently needed strength, strong strength, strength strong enough to be able to control his own destiny. He found that in the dark, the trajectory of his life had been changed, completely out of his imagination. With his character, he naturally would not like such a change.

The red sun is thin, the dew drops on the grass and leaves in the mountains are rolling, crystal clear, reflecting five colors and ten lights, the breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the early morning drifts in the mountains, which is refreshing.

Lu Xia withdrew the Heavenly Punishment Knife into the sea of qi, and a faint vitality flowed on the surface of his body, slowly repairing the wounds on his body. There is also a strong vitality swimming between the meridians in the body, slowly repairing the broken meridians and displaced internal organs. Fortunately, Yuan Li recovered and forcibly suppressed his injuries, which made time for him to heal.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked around, this place should not stay for a long time, only by returning to the sect can he heal his injuries with peace of mind. Thinking of this, he stopped and walked towards the mountain.

Time is like sand in the palm of your hand, passing between your fingers one after another, without a trace.

A month later, in the bamboo building.

Lu Xia's whole body was full of momentum, his body surface was flickering, and he not only recovered from his injuries, but also made great progress. At this time, he was looking at the blank rune paper on the table with all his attention, holding the golden pen in his right hand, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was constantly swarming, forming a mist in the bamboo building, which was full of aura.

He waved a gold pen weighing more than a thousand catties, and his right hand did not tremble in the slightest. The vitality and the aura of heaven and earth continue to gather at the tip of the pen, and Lu Xia walks the dragon and snake, outlining mysterious and mysterious lines on the blank rune paper. The lines are shining, exuding an air of restlessness.

Suddenly, Lu Xia gently put the pen horizontally and pulled out a long line on the rune paper, and the whole rune paper suddenly lit up, shining brightly and dazzling.

"I can't imagine that the Qi Explosion Talisman can only hold seven-tenths of my strength, doesn't it mean that the limit of the Qi Explosion Talisman is in the fifth layer of Qi refining? Could it be that my vitality has also surpassed the fifth layer of Qi Refining?"

Lu Xia's eyes lit up, he had always just felt that his body was strange, and the vitality that could be contained in the sea of qi was several times that of others, coupled with his strong body, which gave him the strength to leapfrog and kill the enemy. Now he found that his vitality had been refined to a level comparable to the fifth layer of qi refining.

This discovery naturally made Lu Xia's heart extremely happy, he had a strong desire for great power, and naturally every progress could make him feel good.

In fact, Lu Xia had already recovered from the injuries on his body half a month ago, thanks to the body that became stronger and stronger and more powerful.

And after recuperating from his injuries, Lu Xia suddenly found that the spirit stones he had finally exchanged for were actually exhausted. Sure enough, the more he cultivated, the poorer he became, and originally more than fifty spirit stones were a relatively considerable income for him, but now he found out that this was not the case.

His sea of qi is like a bottomless pit, with the progress of his cultivation, the demand for spirit stones is also increasing, although that half a month is just for healing, but the speed of consuming spirit stones is still amazing.

Fortunately, now he has a skill that can continuously earn spirit stones for him, and that is to draw spirit runes. I don't know if it had something to do with that battle, but he found that his divine consciousness had turned pale gold. This discovery shocked him, as if he had never heard of a monk's divine consciousness being pale golden.

After thinking about it for a long time, he completely put aside the problem and began his great business of drawing spirit runes. What made him extremely excited was that the success rate of drawing spirit runes this time had reached an outrageous level, and he had only failed five times after drawing ten in a row, which was a success rate that simply broke the cognition of the runes.

You must know that the drawing of each spirit rune is after dozens or even hundreds of times of continuous practice before you can write like a god, and the success rate skyrockets. Originally, Lu Xia's success rate in drawing spirit talismans was extremely high, but now he has actually gone further, which also indirectly shows the strength of his innate divine sense, and by calculation, his ontological soul is naturally extremely powerful.

Lu Xia left the Qingyang Sect again and went to the Spirit Rune Xuan.

A few days later, Lu Xia sat cross-legged on the futon with two primary-level spirit stones in his hands. The sandalwood in the Ding furnace was curling, the smoke was filled, and the aura of heaven and earth continued to gather from all directions, following his breath and inhalation, and was sucked into the sea of qi for refining.

The sunset sinks in the west, the sunset shines in the evening, the cool breeze is blowing, and the bamboo waves are gusting, which is peaceful.

"Bang", "Bang"

The spirit stones in Lu Xia's two hands suddenly shattered and turned into powder. His eyes slowly opened, and there was a gleam in his eyes, and he disappeared.

After being silent for a while, he sighed leisurely and said: "The consumption of spirit stones is getting faster and faster, this is the fourth layer of qi refining, won't it be ...... in the future?"

Lu Xia didn't finish speaking, he stood up, his eyes showed a light like a fierce beast, and he muttered in a deep voice: "I want a spirit stone, I want a spirit stone!"

Spiritual stones are the basic consumables of the monk's cultivation and are indispensable. And the piece that the sect distributes every month is not enough at all, especially his strange qi sea is like a bottomless pit, and the demand for spirit stones is several times that of ordinary monks.

This time, he went down the mountain and went to trade with the powerful Explosive Qi Talisman, and the Spirit Rune Xuan was also generous, giving a high price that a spirit rune could be exchanged for twelve primary-level spirit stones, which was almost the price of a quasi-star spirit rune. Lu Xia saw that Spirit Fu Xuan seemed to be deliberately befriending himself, and he was also happy to earn spirit stones for nothing, and the transaction was naturally a pleasure for the host and guest.

And now the two spirit stones can only support him to cultivate for a day, and then his spiritual energy will be lost and turned into stone powder, so even if he can draw spirit runes in exchange for spirit stones, it is still in short supply.

"Could it be that I also learn from those people to preach the Cliff Tribulation Pill?" Lu Xia's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his expression was slightly hideous, and he immediately hid, shook his head and said: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if I also become that kind of person, then what qualifications do I have to accuse the Sword Sect?

Although his hands have been stained with blood, he has a clear conscience. The soul of my Lu Xia sword is all the people who should be killed. Lu Xia leaned against the window and looked into the distance, his expression was indifferent, and the murderous aura on his body flashed away.

After half a ring, he came back to his senses, frowned slightly, forcibly suppressed those thoughts, and began to think about how to earn spirit stones.

Suddenly, there was a wail from outside the bamboo building, and the voice trembled, as if it was in great pain, and then there was a sound of angry scolding and ridicule resounding in the courtyard.

"I don't know whether to live or die, do you think it's great if you have a Lu Xia in Qingzhu Mountain? Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, Lao Tzu is something you can hit at will?"

"Miscellaneous servants are miscellaneous servants, and it is estimated that there will be no chance to set foot on the road of cultivating immortals in this life. I really don't understand why the sect wants to raise such waste and waste resources! This kind of person is not worthy of living if he dies even if he dies!"

"Don't think that having a Lu Xia who can survive five moves in the hands of Senior Brother Qiao makes you feel that your life has changed. It's you, don't hold your head so high, you don't deserve to be a man!"

"Then Lu Xia is really a shrunken turtle, he has disappeared for months, I thought he would be a tough guy, but it turned out to be just a coward. ”

"Lao Tzu is here today to teach you cheap seeds, don't know the height of the sky!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice as a knife resounded in place with a murderous aura of Sen Han: "Who is the cheap seed talking about?"

......The man was stunned, as if he was stunned that someone dared to contradict him, but when he turned around, he saw Lu Xia, who was dressed in brocade, walking from the entrance of the cloister courtyard, and the astonishing murderous aura on his body completely locked on him, so that the words he wanted to blurt out choked in his throat, and he couldn't spit out half a minute.

Lu Xia's eyes widened angrily, with a strong murderous intent, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you deceiving me that there is no one in Qingzhu Mountain?" His voice was cold and murderous, like an angry thunder. There seemed to be a cold wind blowing in the entire courtyard, and the few peripheral disciples who were targeted by Lu Xia looked frightened, and they took a few steps back before standing firm.

was taken by Lu Xia's momentum, and no one dared to answer for a while.

Although Lu Xia's cultivation is not top-notch, after two battles, he has the combat power of the fifth layer of Qi refining, and the momentum on his body is naturally terrifying, especially the fierce murderous aura, which is daunting.

"Brother Xia. ”

"Senior Brother Lu. ”

......

The miscellaneous disciples of Qingzhu Mountain greeted each other, looking at the majestic Lu Xia, their faces were full of excitement.

Lu Xia nodded and smiled, and then his eyes turned cold, and he glared straight at the people opposite him like a knife, and asked angrily: "Who said just now that the miscellaneous disciples are not worthy of life? Didn't you ever be a miscellaneous disciple back then? What qualifications do you have to say this?"

"Lu Xia, don't deceive people......"

Before the words fell, Lu Xia had already made a move. I saw that he clenched his hands into fists, his fists were sharp, and with a shocking vitality, he smashed all the people on the opposite side to the ground with one punch, and several wails sounded in the small courtyard of the corridor.

The miscellaneous disciples of Qingzhu Mountain were dumbfounded, you must know that the person who was the leader of those people was a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator, but Lu Xia just smashed it down with just one punch. Looking at the faces of several people who were swollen like pigs' heads, several people couldn't hold back and laughed.

Several people on the ground looked fierce, glared at everyone fiercely, especially the young man who was the leader even more murderous, looking for someone in the crowd who was sneering. But the next moment, a figure that was not too tall blocked his gaze, and when he saw clearly that it was Lu Xia, his pupils shrank, his expression was horrified, and there was only one thought in his heart, the waste of the year is very different now, where is his true combat power? He is already a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator, but he can't make a move in his hands, could it be that he has been promoted to the sixth level of Qi refining?

Thinking of this, his heart trembled, and he looked at Lu Xia in shock, wanting to stand up.

"Peng!"

Just as he wanted to stand up, a long leg stomped him on the floor with a ferocious force like a long whip, and the boy's body collided with the floor with a violent sound. Blood spurted out of the boy's mouth, staining the floor red.

Lu Xia snorted coldly, and the words seemed to come from the Nine Shadows: "I, Lu Xia, am not great, but the person who deceives me in Qingzhu Mountain is tantamount to deceiving me, we don't deserve to be people?"

He paused, then raised his foot and stomped on the young man's face, with a strong murderous aura, and said coldly: "Then you raise your head and let me see where you are noble?"