Fairy Tree

More than half a month later, Xiao Lin was sitting cross-legged in the practice room with a glint in his eyes.

The "Splitting Sword Art" was placed beside him. After this period of exploration, Xiao Lin studied the sword art no less than ten times, and even pondered every word and sentence several times. Keep it in mind.

After confirming that there was no problem with the first level of training formula, Xiao Lin finally made the decision and was ready to start practicing the first level of the "Spirit Splitting Sword Technique".

After adjusting his energy and spirit to the best state, Xiao Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes again.

Within Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, a faint turquoise aura kept flashing, but after a moment, the surface of the aura suddenly began to flash crazily, and in the end it almost turned into a dazzling light.

Gradually, this group of flashing spiritual light began to gradually stretch.

In the outside world, a look of pain suddenly appeared on Xiao Lin's face, and this pain directly affected the soul. Xiao Lin thought that his mind was fairly strong, and he was trembling with pain.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and endured the pain of splitting his spirit. During this process, his Taoist heart could not waver at all. Once his Taoist heart wavered and he developed fear, his spiritual consciousness would be torn apart directly. And this resulted in great damage to the soul.

At worst, he becomes an idiot, at worst, he loses his soul.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the green aura was gradually stretched into a triangle, and as it was further stretched, the three corners of the triangle began to become thicker.

And as the spiritual consciousness was stretched into three pieces, Xiao Lin's body also trembled violently. The pain like tearing the soul was indeed not something ordinary people could bear, even though Xiao Lin had already had it before the soul was split. Be adequately mentally prepared.

But after he actually started to split his soul, Xiao Lin discovered that the pain was three points more intense than he imagined.

After another cup of tea, Xiao Lin's trembling body slowly stopped. Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the group of green auras also formed three groups, but between these three groups of auras, there was still a slender aura. Being connected means that the final soul splitting has not been successful yet.

At this moment, Xiao Lin has become a little numb, and his reaction to pain has begun to slow down, but Xiao Lin still insists on his original intention and does not let his Taoist heart waver in the slightest.

Gradually, Xiao Lin has reached a point where he has no sorrow, no joy, no pain and no shock.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the three groups of spiritual consciousness continued to stretch, and the spiritual light on the spiritual consciousness was also flashing wildly.

Half an hour later, after Xiao Lin felt a "boom" in the sea of ​​consciousness, his vision suddenly went dark, and then he collapsed on the futon and fainted.

I don't know how long it took before Xiao Lin gradually woke up and opened his eyes.

Just as he was about to sit up, there was a sharp pain in his mind, which made Xiao Lin gasp and almost fall again.

He hurriedly supported his body with his arms, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

This "Spirit Splitting Sword Technique" is indeed not practiced by humans. This process is probably more than the torture of being cut into pieces in the ordinary world. If it hadn't hurt until the end and made him numb, Xiao Lin didn't know whether he could really bear it. Completed by splitting the spirit.

Xiao Lin crossed his legs with his hands and closed his eyes.

Within the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the green aura was still just a ball, but with a slight movement of Xiao Lin's mind, the aura suddenly split into three, forming three slightly smaller groups of light.

At this time, Xiao Lin suddenly had a strange feeling that he could multitask.

Xiao Lin opened his eyes, thinking about the "Splitting Spirit Sword Technique" in his mind. At the same time, he patted the bag on his waist, and a small dark green sword the size of a palm flew out and circled around Xiao Lin. With.

And with Xiao Lin Yaoyao's finger, the "Bingluan Sword" suddenly turned into a thick sword light more than ten feet long, and was about to fly forward.

Xiao Lin was startled, and hurriedly thought about it and drove the "Bingluan Sword" to stop. The Bingluan Sword turned into a palm-sized dark green sword again, circling and flying around Xiao Lin.

The power of the Bingluan Sword surprised Xiao Lin. If he hadn't stopped the Bingluan Sword in a hurry, his training room would have been destroyed, and he himself would have been disgraced by then.

What's even more strange is that Xiao Lin can still meditate on the formula of "Splitting Spirit Sword" while wielding the Bingluan Sword. This wonderful feeling of multi-tasking made Xiao Lin intoxicated for a while.

After a while, a sharp pain suddenly came from the sea of ​​​​consciousness. Xiao Lin couldn't help but gasped and hurriedly stopped multitasking.

Xiao Lin immediately understood that he had just succeeded in splitting his spirit. Although the three parts of his spiritual consciousness could be controlled at the same time, in the final analysis, it was still controlled by one soul. After splitting the spirit, his soul was damaged, and he must follow the "Splitting Sword Technique" Only by using the mantras and mental techniques in the book and sitting quietly for a month can the power of the divided spiritual consciousness be further consolidated and strengthened.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but blame himself secretly. If his carelessness caused irreversible damage to his soul, then he would be really unjust.

Xiao Lin did not dare to neglect, silently recited the "Splitting Spirit Sword Technique" in his mouth, and began to meditate to warm up the split spiritual consciousness.

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A month later, Xiao Lin opened his eyes and smiled on his face.

The first level of the "Spirit Splitting Sword Art" was finally completed. Once the sword art master came out, the Bingluan Sword immediately turned into a shocking sword light more than ten feet long, and with the blessing of Xiao Lin's "Qing Yan Spirit Fire" Down, the power is doubled.

Xiao Lin believed that even the best magic weapon would not be able to sustain for long under the attack of the Bingluan Sword blessed by his "Qingyan Spirit Fire".

Moreover, after mastering the first level of "Splitting Spirit Sword Technique", Xiao Lin can already multi-task. Not only can he use the "Bingluan Sword" to attack the enemy, but he can also use the Seven-Edge Slash and the Three-Element Flag at the same time. In this way, Xiao Lin's enemies are equivalent to facing attacks from at least two people.

Using the Spirit-Splitting Sword Master's magic weapon, each magic weapon is a main attack weapon. Not only is it more flexible, but it can also continuously inject mana into the magic weapon to enhance the attack power and durability of the attack.

It is different for ordinary monks who use multiple magic weapons. Usually one of them is the main attack, and the other magic weapons rely on the magic power that has been penetrated into it and the spirituality of the magic weapon itself to attack the enemy mechanically. They have both flexibility and power. Big discounts.

This also made Xiao Lin's combat power greatly increase after possessing the ability to distract attacks.

"Huh?" He was sitting cross-legged, thinking about the next training plan, but he suddenly exclaimed. Xiao Lin patted the bag on his waist, and the silver sect token appeared in Xiao Lin's hand. .

As the token appeared, a faint silver light suddenly shot out from it, and then rows of writing appeared a few feet above the token.

Seeing the handwriting, Xiao Lin's face suddenly darkened, and after a moment, he showed a sneer.

"Some things need to be sorted out."

Xiao Lin stood up, and after leaving the cave, he turned into a dark green light that was more than ten feet long and soared into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Flying at lightning speed all the way through the Tianlu Mountains, Xiao Lin deliberately dispersed the protective aura and enjoyed the biting wind blowing in his face, feeling extremely comfortable.

After entering the foundation building stage, Xiao Lin controlled the Seven Blade Slash, which was at least several times faster. In comparison, the short escape light controlled by the monks in the Qi Refining Stage looked like a crawling turtle in Xiao Lin's eyes.

But Xiao Lin is not arrogant enough to think that he is invincible. In the five major sects of the Tianlu Mountains, apart from the few Nascent Soul monsters who are above them, there are at least dozens of Jindan ancestors.

Any one of these people can kill him in an instant, and even among the foundation-building monks, Xiao Lin does not think that his cultivation in the early-stage of foundation-building can now move sideways, so he still controls the seven in a low-key manner. Blade slash flying.

As for the spiritual weapon of the Ice Luan Sword, he kept it and regarded it as a trump card. Moreover, after practicing the "Splitting Spirit Sword Technique", the Ice Luan Sword was wielded in Xiao Lin's hands, and its power doubled. If In terms of attack power alone, it's probably on par with the big fireball technique that he uses the blue flame spiritual fire to support.

These are Xiao Lin's two most sharp attacks now.

In the Tianlu Mountains, although the number of foundation-building cultivators is not small, it is not easy to encounter a foundation-building cultivator in a vast area of ​​a million miles.

Before Xiao Lin entered Dancao Mountain, he had cultivated for ten years and had only seen a foundation-building monk outside the Xueling Fairy City.

However, the number of Qi Refining Stage monks was much larger. Along the way, Xiao Lin saw many Qi Refining Stage monks flying in the air with various magic weapons and auras.

Xiao Lin naturally ignored these people, and those cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, after seeing Xiao Lin's thick escape light representing the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators from a distance, either stayed away or simply stayed away. Pressing the magic weapon's aura, it landed directly on the ground.

After all, in their opinion, if they encounter a being like Xiao Lin, if the other party is unhappy, they may be in bad luck. In the eyes of the monks in the foundation building stage, the state of the Qi refining stage is almost the same as that of ordinary people.

Xiao Lin saw that the Qi Refining Stage monks were far away from him. Xiao Lin, who had been practicing all the way from the Qi Refining Stage, didn't know what they were thinking, but he didn't care either. He controlled the Seven-Edge Slash and turned into a A stream of light disappeared at the end of those people's eyes in the blink of an eye.

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Snow Ridge Fairy City

This thousand-year-old city is still covered in white snow, just like its name.

The howling cold wind brought up large snowflakes, flying wildly.

Outside the Xueling Fairy City, there was a long line of people entering the city. These people were wearing thin clothes and were not afraid of the biting cold wind. Many of them were even chatting and laughing, looking at the wind and snow in the sky as if they were nothing. appearance.

These people are all cultivators in the Qi refining stage. Although they are only low-level existences in the world of cultivation, they have reached the point where ordinary cold and heat cannot invade their bodies.

At this moment, a thick beam of light fell from the sky, and the large piece of snow where it landed immediately scattered in all directions, leaving an open space several feet in size.

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage suddenly fell silent, looking at the young man who walked out of the light with envy. He was in his twenties, with fair skin, short hair, and a dark green robe.