MTL - Legend of Swordsman-Chapter 12 Shinto 6 layers of sky

"Congenital Spirit Liquid?"

Wu Jian Wushuang Yiyi, of course, he has heard that it is formed by the transformation of heaven and earth, and contains a very pure spiritual power, which has a greater effect on the warrior than Pei Lingdan.

However, the birth of the innate spirit fluid required very harsh conditions, so that its value was extraordinary.

Secondly, even if the warrior at the level of spiritual Tao needs to rely on the innate spiritual fluid to practice, the amount of innate spiritual fluid required is very large, so let alone in Jianhou Mansion, even in the entire Tianzong dynasty, he is qualified Not many warriors use extravagant spiritual fluids to assist in cultivation.

There is also some congenital spirits in the Jianhou House, but the amount is too small and too little, and the help to the warriors is minimal.

"I know a place where there is a water pool formed entirely of innate spiritual fluid, I wonder if you dare to be interested." Bai Chongxiao cried.

"Water pond?" Sword Wushuang looked.

If the amount of congenital spirit fluid is too small, it will not have much effect on the training of warriors, but if there are a large number of congenital spirit fluid to assist in cultivation, it will be completely different.

A pool of water formed by innate spiritual fluid? How many congenital spirits do you have?

"The water pond is inside a cave in the northern canyon of Jiulan Mountain, thirty miles away from the county seat, but the cave was occupied by a blood lion beast that reached the summit of the sixth step very early. You want to enter the cave. , I'm afraid we must first find a way to level that blood lion and beast. "Bai Chong smiled.

"Nine Wolf Mountain ... Northern Canyon." Jian Wushuang secretly remembered, and immediately thanked him, "Thank you, Lord Bai Chong!"

"You're welcome, go." Bai Chong waved.

Wu Jianshou took a deep look at Bai Chong and then turned to leave.

After Wu Jiansou left, a deacon in gold robe behind Bai Chong couldn't help but say, "Supervisor, that's a puddle formed entirely by innate spiritual fluid. So many innate spiritual fluids are worth a lot ..."

"The water pond formed by the innate spiritual fluid is really not the innate spiritual fluid, but the spiritual fruit under the water pond. It is because of the existence of that spiritual fruit that the innate spiritual fluid can be bred." Bai Chong shook his head and smiled, "You go and tell the people who are going to the water pond to simply take down the spirit fruit under the water pond and take it back, and they don't need to bother with the innate spiritual fluid. As for the blood lion beast, it doesn't matter. "

"Yes." Deacon Jinpao nodded. In the battlefield of life and death, the director could say nothing but his words. No one dare to violate his words.

"By the way, in more than a month, it should be the annual battle of Jianhoufu in Jianhou House?" Bai Chong asked again.

"Yes." Deacon Jinpao quickly and respectfully replied, "Jianhou House has already sent you an invitation, not only that, but also a new generation of sword pavilion masters will formally take over in this battle. As for the new sword pavilion masters, , Is the most talented genius Jianmeng of Jianhoufu's younger generation. If he is less than sixteen years old this year, he has become a great man. In addition, Jianmeng is the daughter of the elder Jian Lan of Xuewutang. "

"Oh?" Bai Chong raised his eyebrows. "Haha, it looks like this year's sword warring battle will be very interesting, even I am looking forward to it!"

"Jian Nantian's son ... 啧啧, I want to see if he can surprise me like his father then."

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On the way back to Jianhou Mansion, Jian Wushuang kept thinking.

"What amazing value is the water pond formed entirely by the innate spiritual fluid, and even told me the news? It's because of the father!" Jian Wushuang knew inside.

He had heard his father say that he was arrogant by nature and had few true friends, and Bai Chong was one of them.

Bian Chong was a friend of his father, and it was obvious that Bai Chong had just recognized him again, so he would tell him about it.

"Whether it's because of my father's relationship or not, in short, I have written down this relationship." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

"A water pond formed entirely of innate spiritual fluid, even if ordinary people go to practice in that water pond, they can get great benefits, let alone me who cultivates the Datian fortune, but there is blood in the cave where the water pond is located. The lion beast, the blood lion beast of the sixth-order peak, is comparable to the peak of the sixfold realm of human spiritual path. I am not an opponent now! "

"Not in a hurry, try your best to improve your strength first!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands.

Jianjian Pavilion, prefecture-level practice room.

"One pin of Ping Ling Dan, the effect is amazing. Before I just swallowed one, let me directly break from the Shinto Triple Sky to reach the Shinto Four Heaven. Now, I have enough eleven Ping Ling Dan, no Knowing how much my strength can be mentioned when I have swallowed and absorbed all the eleven one-pin pelindane! "Jian Wushuang sat on the futon, his eyes glowing.

"let's start!"

Without hesitation, Jian Wushuang opened the jade box and swallowed a piece of Pui Ling Dan directly into the stomach. Datian Caohua's tactics began to work and quickly absorbed the amazing medicinal effect.

The next time, Jian Wushuang still spent the hardship.

Datian's chemical formula, the practice speed is much faster than ordinary practice methods, coupled with the fast recovery ability of Datian's chemical formula, and perfectly cooperate with the prefecture-level practice room, the practice speed is faster!

At the same time, Jian Wushuang has been devouring a lot of spiritual masterpieces that have been enchanted by countless spiritual practitioners.

All of these add up to the speed of Jian Wushuang's practice to an extremely amazing level ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ blinked, more than half a month later, at this time away from that year's sword warrior battle, only the remaining One month.

It was raining in the evening.

Jian Wushuang, who was still staying in the ground-level training room, finally completely absorbed the last trace of medicine left in his body, and then he slowly opened his eyes. In his body, a surge of spiritual power surged up. With the sudden grip of his hands, the explosive power burst suddenly, as if he could directly pinch the air.

Jian Jianwu's eyes also exudes a strong light.

"Shinto Sixth Heaven! And they are almost approaching the summit of Sixth Heaven!"

Qi Jian Wushuang was amazed.

After more than half a month of penance, he absorbed all the eleven poinsettia in his hand. To know how amazing the efficacy of a product of Ping Ling Dan is, it usually takes at least a month for an ordinary martial artist to completely absorb one, and he also relies on the magic of the God of Fortune to make it in such a short time. Within, absorb eleven directly.

As a result, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

From the Shinto Fourth Heaven that had just broken through, it suddenly reached the Shinto Sixth Heaven, and it is also close to the summit of the Shinto Sixth Heaven!

Incredible speed. If you say this, you can definitely scare a lot of people. You know, a month ago, he was still known to be unable to gather spiritual waste.

"Jiang Menger, don't worry, there is still another month. At that time, I will give you a huge surprise!" Jian Wushuang clenched his hands tightly, his eyes flickered with strong confidence.

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