诛天下, ranked fourth on the list.
The weight of these seven words alone is enough to stun a large group of people.
According to ancient records, this eye had once appeared in the world 120,000 years ago. It was an extremely bright age. Kings rose together, and the heroes contended for hegemony, and the master of the world used this eye to pass through all the way and force. The heroes will eventually become the strongest power in the world and write a generation of legends!
”Just unlocking the first seal, he awakened the Eye of Heaven, and he was still fourth on the list. His potential was so strong.” Lian Cangqiang was a little shocked, knowing that he is a real fairy. It shocked him, showing how amazing Ling Xian’s talent potential was.
“Thank you, Master, for your accomplishment.” Ling Xian looked excited, and he could clearly feel that the powerful power contained in his eyes, although he still can’t exert all his abilities, one day, he will be number one on the list. The four Zhu Tianxia will bloom with its dazzling light.
“Okay, the teacher is weak now and needs recuperation. Now you have also unlocked a seal, which is enough for you to cultivate to the pill formation stage. As for the three seals, I will talk about it later.” Lu tired.
“Yes, Master, take a good rest.” Ling Xian was grateful and caring: “I don’t know, what can Tuer do for you?”
”You only have to have this heart. You are too weak to help me.” Danxian smiled kindly, waved his hand and said: “Go, the nine immortals have entered your sea of knowledge, here It is full of spiritual energy and is more than three times stronger than your cultivation in the outside world. Whenever you want to come, you can do it anytime,”
After speaking, his illusory figure floated away, fell on a lofty mountain, and fell into a deep sleep.
Around this mountain, there are still eight peaks of different heights and shapes. They are connected to each other, intertwined with a halo of blur, like a dream.
“This halo seems to have the ability to cultivate souls, so the other eight peaks are each sleeping with a true fairy?” Ling Xian murmured, and then disappeared from the Nine Immortals with a thought. , Appeared in front of Qizhen Pavilion.
Looking at the three words Qizhenge, Ling Xian was filled with emotion.
Just an hour ago, he was still a mortal struggling for his dreams. He wanted to bet on his wealth to buy an eye-opening pill and make the last fight. However, at this moment, he not only worshipped under the Danxian gate, but also embarked on the path of cultivation, opening the eyes of the sky and conquering the world.
I have to say that things are really impermanent.
“Now that I can practice, I should first go to the Family Library of the Buddhist Scriptures to receive a practice law.” Ling Xian thought like this, turned and walked towards the Lingfu Library of the Buddhist Scriptures.
Qingcheng is located in the northernmost part of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is a small and remote city. In addition to the largest power in the City Lord’s Mansion, there are three other immortal families that dominate Qingcheng, namely the Ling Family, the Qi Family, and the Fang Family.
Lingxian is a collateral child of the Ling family. Unfortunately, he was unable to cultivate, so that the family did not provide him with any training resources. The only set of houses that can shelter from the wind and rain, he died soon after he was born. Left by his parents. Therefore, his feelings for the family are very weak, and what remains in his memory is endless indifference and humiliation.
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Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, located at the rear of Ling Mansion, is a magnificent three-story wooden attic. The afternoon sun shone, shining on the safflower tiles on the four sides of the attic, and there were large expanses of brilliance.
This place is the most important place in the Ling family apart from the forbidden area. It stores the secrets and secrets of the Ling family collected over the past century for the family’s children to practice. Below the third level of Qi refining, you can choose from the first level, and the fourth to eighth level of cultivation can go to the second level, and the third level, only the patriarch and elders can enter.
The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has no doors, only a wave-like barrier, preventing outsiders who are not children of the Ling family from entering.
Lingxian took out a bronze token representing his identity, put it in it, the water wave restrained suddenly rippling with a halo, and sucked him into the Tibetan scripture pavilion.
A strong scent of ancient scent hits his face, Ling Xian looked around, only to see that the first floor is not very big, and there are many bookshelves around it, full of slightly yellowed books.
Without hesitation, he walked straight to the bookshelf marked with tactics, looking for his favorite practice method.
”Sit and forget the decision, wash the marrow sutra, brighten the power…”
The various techniques made Ling Xian dazzled, moving his gaze little by little, and finally fixed it on a book with a simple cover.
“Three Flower Classics”
Very strange name, and the cover is covered with dust. Obviously, it has been a long time since no one has read this book. But the moment he picked it up, there seemed to be a voice in his heart.
Lingxian frowned, unable to confirm where this strange feeling came from, but hesitated again and again and chose this somewhat weird technique.
”Little guy, do you want to choose this Three Flower Sutra?”
A ghostly figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was an old man with a white beard. The years had carved countless marks on his face, making him look extraordinarily old.
“Yes, elder.” Ling Xian’s face was calm. He had already noticed the existence of this old man and knew the identity of the other person.
The elder guarding pavilion of the Tibetan scripture pavilion.
The old man squinted his eyes and reminded: “I think your bone age is only fourteen years old, but you already have three levels of Qi refining, and your talent is not weak. If you choose this technique that you cannot practice, you It’s been a lot of time, I advise you to change it.”
Can’t practice?
Lingxian’s eyes flashed with curiosity, and he groaned for a while, “Thank you, elders, but Lingxian has decided. Others can’t practice. It doesn’t mean that I can’t. I want to try it.”
“It doesn’t mean that someone else can’t do it. It doesn’t mean that I can’t. I am ambitious.” Elder Shouge showed a trace of appreciation and smiled: “If you can’t practice, don’t force it, you can come and replace it at any time.”
“Yes, thank you elder.” Ling Xian put the “Three Flower Scriptures” in the storage bag, turned and left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and walked home.
Suddenly, a mocking sound full of contempt and provocation rang out.
“Yeah, isn’t this a trash Lingxian, are you still alive?” A black-robed boy walked toward him, short in stature, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, and a disgusting sneer on his face.
“It’s you, Ling Yu.” Ling Xian’s face sank. This person is a collateral child with him. Relying on his cultivation of the first level of Qi refining, he often finds fault with him when he has nothing to do. If he can’t practice, he will endure it, but now, he wants to retrieve all his previous humiliation!
“Yes, what, are you afraid of seeing this uncle?” Ling Yu smiled, because of his ugly birth and uncommon qualifications, he was very jealous of those with high talents and good looks. , But he can bully, the entire Ling family is only Ling Xian who was unable to cultivate, so he often troubles him.
Lingxian was in a fit of anger, but said lightly: “Yes, I’m very scared.”
“Then kowtow three heads to the uncle, and then step down from me, and I will spare you a little life today.” Ling Yu split his legs and laughed arrogantly.
“Your proposal is good, I have taken it, why don’t you come over and kowtow to me?” Ling Xian sneered.
“What are you talking about?” Ling Yu was taken aback, and smiled grimly: “I said Ling Xian, you can’t practice, and even your brain is broken. You dare to talk to me like this last time. Your lessons are not enough.”
“Do you want to do it?” A trace of killing intent flashed in Ling Xian’s eyes.
“How about doing it? You trash, I have to teach you a lesson today.” Ling Yu looked savage and walked towards Ling Xian step by step.
“You can try it.” Ling Xian was calm and composed, he was already at the third level of qi refining, and even if he stood still and let Ling Yu beat him, he would not hurt half of his hair.
“Remember, I will kneel when I see you in the future!” Ling Yu smiled coldly, using all the magic power of his body, he slapped Lingxian with a palm!
The palm shadow is like a mountain, coming in a flash!
Lingxian didn’t dodge or evade, waved his right hand, and suddenly the wind swelled, and the mana of the third layer of Qi refining was exhausted, like a stormy sea, with great power!
Snap!
The palms of the two collided together, and the majestic mana of the third layer of Qi refining surged, and it hit Ling Yu’s body like a devastating impact~IndoMTL.com~ It made his body like a kite with a broken line, down. Flew several meters away, fell on the ground and coughed up blood repeatedly.
one move spike!
“How is it possible? How can you have mana?” Ling Yu’s face was horrified and his eyes were full of incredible. He really couldn’t figure out how the trash on weekdays suddenly became so powerful?
“Ling Yu, I am no longer the same Ling Xian I used to be. If you want to insult me, then you must be prepared to die at any time.” Ling Xian smiled coldly and stepped on Ling Yu’s chest to make him Breathing is more difficult, and the blood coughed up is more red.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how can you defeat me as a trash?” Ling Yu still couldn’t believe it was true, coughing up blood and shouting.
“Nothing is impossible, you take a bite of waste, but who is the waste now?” Ling Xian slapped his face, knocking out several teeth mixed with blood.
Ling Yu screamed, pointed at Ling Xian with a trembling hand, and cursed: “You are dead, you dare to move me and see if I don’t kill you!”
”The dead duck has a hard mouth.” Ling Xian’s eyes were cold, and he shot like lightning, abruptly breaking Ling Yu’s outstretched index finger.
“Ah!” Ling Yu’s pained face turned white, and finally recognized the situation, begging for mercy: “I was wrong, Ling Xian, I was wrong, please let me go.”
“Remember, if there is another time, I will kill you.” Ling Xian glanced at him faintly and retracted the foot that was on his chest.
After finishing talking, he ignored Ling Yu, who was like a dead dog, and went straight to his home.
The anger in his chest has calmed down, and the past hatreds have been reported. He just feels that the whole person is a lot easier. The 14 years of frustration in his heart finally dissipated, as if he was waving goodbye to the past.
He after is the Lingxian born after Nirvana.