Become a Fairy

After Lu Xiaotian thought about it, the Piaomiao sword embryo he sacrificed moved back and forth in the air, sending out sword intents one after another. But soon, Lu Xiaotian discovered a new problem, the sword intent emitted by his own sword embryo, he can also control the general direction of the sword intent. But once the sword intent is released, it is like a wild horse that has escaped from the border, unable to restrain it at all.

Just like Lu Xiaotian's use of killing intent before, the monks who fell into his hands, as well as countless monsters, made his killing intent extremely strong. But he released the killing intent in his body, but he could only control a general direction. Once the killing intent is released, it will gradually dissipate with distance and time.

It is an extremely profound method to form a domain, control the sword intent within a certain range, and condense it without dispersing it. The realm is not enough, the soul is not enough, and even this threshold cannot be touched. Forcibly possessing something beyond his own realm is like Lu Xiaotian had accumulated too much killing intent in his body before, and he didn't have enough realm to dispel it. There is a Buddhist tool in the body, such as the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, which is used to subdue ghosts and demons, but he couldn't completely suppress the killing intent. In the end, he lost control and was seduced by Luo Ping'er. Fortunately, Luo Ping'er's body was natural, Ordinary women really can't bear Lu Xiaotian's out-of-control venting.

It is impossible for an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to refine seven demon-suppressing towers at the same time. Either he was blown to death by the crazy killing intent, or he became obsessed and his consciousness sank.

If this sword field is so easy to control, it won't be ranked behind the sword embryo in the stele of Wujian. For the failure in front of him, Lu Xiaotian felt a little happy in his heart. Now that he has comprehended the Sword Domain, what he needs to do later is to keep trying to build his own Sword Domain. Continuously improve your own sword field. The Wujian stele has returned to calm. Lu Xiaotian's primordial spirit withdrew from the Enlightenment Sword Stele. With an upward move with both hands, eight misty flying swords appeared one after another, suspended around the sides of the body, forming a circle a few feet away from Lu Xiaotian. The Piaomiao flying sword slowly rotated around Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian closed his eyes slightly, quietly perceiving the sword intent emanating from each flying sword.

It's just that although the sword intent exuded by each flying sword has the same breath, it is not so easy to knead them together. Once released, it will be scattered with the wind.

Lu Xiaotian is not discouraged, nor is he greedy for big things, but just trying to control a small part of the sword intent, ten thousand birds in the forest is not as good as one bird in hand.

Xiang Qingcheng, who had already come out of the lair, was dressed in Tsing Yi, and was also practicing not far from Lu Xiaotian. On the other side, Lu Wushuang also came out, and the three practiced their own.

On Xiang Qingcheng's side, even though he was dressed in Tsing Yi, his body surface was exuding bright light, reflecting that the whole person was as clean as a fairy who had been exiled to the mortal world, and a mighty river of swords lingered and flowed slowly around. . This Jianhe River is as quiet as a mountain stream, like gurgling water. But only those who have faced Xiang Qingcheng before know what kind of tsunami this sword river will be if it gets angry.

On the other side, Lu Wushuang, who had already occupied the body of the golden silkworm tarantula, had two green and gold lights flashing around him. Intertwined into a blue and gold light.

These two people and one monster formed a vision in the stone mulberry forest, and no one disturbed the other. Each immersed in their own world.

More than ten years later, there are patches of jagged grass in a patch of rocks. A big golden silkworm body and eight-legged tarantula-legged demonic creature leisurely waving its long legs in the sand.

This demonic thing is naturally the golden silkworm tarantula. Ten feet away from the golden silkworm tarantula, a tall and slender woman was wearing a slightly loose Tsing Yi, with a pair of crystal clear jade feet bare, her hands Holding their chests together, the eyes of this man and one monster are all on the silver-haired man in Tsing Yi not far away.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian's opponent is only a red-blue stone demon of the eleventh step, the two-tailed weasel.

Lu Wushuang, the golden silkworm tarantula, yawned as he watched. The fight between Lu Xiaotian and this eleventh-order monster is really not exciting, but Xiang Qingcheng, with a pair of bright eyes always falling on Lu Xiaotian, with a thoughtful expression on her face, she is also practicing the way of swordsmanship. And in front of him is a vivid example of Lu Xiaotian's sword domain growing from scratch.

Even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it is impossible to directly see with the naked eye that a faint aura has formed on the sides of Lu Xiaotian's body at this time, and it probably maintains a radius of more than 30 feet. In this area, flying swords are flying back and forth, and the trajectory of each sword is completely natural. There is no flaw to be found, at least in her current state, she can't detect the flaw at all.

As a sword cultivator, Xiang Qingcheng's strength has reached perfection in the mid-Yuanying stage, and he is only a step away from a great cultivator. After refining the Tongming Sword Heart in the past few years, his attainments in the Dao of the Sword have reached a new height again. Even Lu Xiaotian's understanding of kendo is as good as Lu Xiaotian's. Xiang Qingcheng has a little more feeling than Lu Wushuang about Lu Xiaotian's sword domain from toddler to now.

"Tick!" A clear voice came to Lu Xiaotian's ears in the dantian.

"The third fusion blood bead has finally condensed." Lu Xiaotian sank into his dantian together with his vice soul, and saw three drops of blood in the shape of water droplets orbiting the Nascent Soul, and then was sucked into the aura by the Nascent Soul Flashing, shining.

"It took thirteen years to refine two drops. This "Ten Turns of Rongyuan Kung Fu" is really difficult to practice. This technique becomes more and more difficult to practice." At this time, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help Wei Ce sighing, During these eight years, he, Xiang Qingcheng, Lu Wushuang and the others searched all the way from the old lair of the golden silkworm tarantula. After repeated explorations, they finally found the entrance to the Stone Demon Cave.

Of course, the fierce fight with the stone demon along the way is unavoidable. Even if Xiang Qingcheng refined Tongming Jianxin, his methods were no less than that of a great monk. And the golden silkworm tarantula controlled by Lu Wushuang was originally a twelfth-order monster, and together with Lu Xiaotian, the journey was also dangerous. Two or even three of them were washed away by the stone demon again, and Lu Xiaotian reunited with Xiang Qingcheng and Lu Wushuang by relying on the chasing dog. All three suffered minor or severe injuries. But after all, they are all extraordinary in strength. Relying on being cautious and groping all the way, they finally found a way to leave the Stone Demon Cave.

"Little brother, if you are reluctant to leave, sister Qingcheng and I will go first." Seeing Lu Xiaotian fighting with the eleventh-level stone monster, Lu Wushuang yawned and said boredly.

"Here we come." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and pointed, and several flying swords flashed on the stone demon body, and the speed was almost twice as fast as before. The sword light flashed, and Lu Xiaotian raised his hand to retract the flying sword. Turning around and Xiang Qingcheng, Lu Wushuang flew over the rocky area and approached the entrance of the stone demon cave, when it was heard behind him that the stone demon had disintegrated into several pieces and scattered on the ground.