King Ming Dynasty: Rule the world with sword

Li's house, outside a room.

Li Yuzhen walked around outside the room, looking at the door worriedly from time to time.

It has been three days since Yang Ling entered the room, and there has been no movement at all. I wonder what is going on?

She wanted to open the door and go in to see what was going on, but she was worried about disturbing Yang Ling, so she could only wait outside anxiously.

At this time, Li Tianwang came, looked at his granddaughter's actions, shook his head and said:

"Zhen'er, you have been here for three days, you should go and rest.

Then Yang boy will be fine. He should be with Old Monster Ning." After the first battle, he gained some insights, so he retreated for meditation and digestion.

Maybe when he comes out of seclusion, he will already be a heavenly being."

After hearing her grandfather's words, Li Yuzhen's inner anxiety eased a lot.

Seeing her expression, King Li Tian sighed secretly.。

“Zhen'er, that boy Yang Ling looks like a peach blossom. You should pay more attention.。”

“Peach blossom phase. "

Hearing what grandpa said, Li Yuzhen smiled slightly.。

“Grandpa, Brother Ling is not that kind of person. Besides, even if he finds a few more, I will still be the biggest one. "

Li Tianwang looked at his granddaughter, his mouth wide open and speechless.。

……

Three days ago, Yang Ling walked into the room arranged by Li Zhong and sat cross-legged in meditation without saying a word.

He didn't have any enlightenment, but wanted to kill Old Monster Ning's soul.

His mental power penetrated deeply into Jinghong Dao, and he saw the soul of Old Monster Ning in the sea of blood.

You can see a few strands of pure energy refined by souls floating in the sea of blood. These are all transformed by Pluto's soul.

There are still two wisps of light yellow air, which are luck, and only the last two wisps are left.

This was the first time that the Jinghong Sword had a soul with intelligence, so he hurriedly found a place to clean up the old monster Ning.

At this time, the soul of Old Monster Ning has turned into a human figure, standing like a small boat in the sea of blood, constantly checking the situation.

It seemed like he was still thinking about how to escape.

Yang Ling activated his mental power and manifested it directly in front of Old Monster Ning.

When Old Monster Ning saw him appearing, his soul expression turned gloomy and ugly.。

“Boy, what do you want? Let's mark the way. Yang

Ling looked at his expression and asked expressionlessly:

"Old guy, where did you get that self-cultivation technique?"”

“What kind of self-cultivation technique? "

Monster Ning was stunned when he heard this and looked at him in confusion.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and asked again:

"Where did you get the magic of the devil? "

When Old Monster Ning heard this, he stared at Yang Ling in confusion. "You said that my magic method of demons is called self-cultivation?”

“good. "

Old weird Ning looked thoughtful, and then said:

"This self-cultivation technique was given to Ning by a master more than ten years ago. "

When Yang Ling heard him talking about more than ten thousand years, his heart moved.。

“Is that person Zhang Fuzong, Marquis of Wuwei?”

“Yes, it was him. "

When Old Monster Ning heard him say the name of Marquis Wuwei, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.。

“It turns out that you came from the Ming Dynasty, and you and Marquis Wuwei are the same……？”

Yang Ling no longer concealed anything and admitted it directly.。

“You are right, Yang came from the Ming Dynasty. "

Monster Ning finally knew Yang Ling's origins, but it was too late now. But when

he saw that Yang Ling was very interested in self-cultivation, he was moved。

“Boy, let's make a deal.

If you let go of this lonely soul of mine, I can give you this self-cultivation technique. "

Yang Ling already knew that he was not willing to give in, so he smiled and said:

"Let you go, there are no Ning family disciples here, how can you seize the body?

Mr. Ning, you still don’t understand your situation.

I also give you two options. One is to hand over the self-cultivation technique, and I can make it easy for you.

Otherwise, you have also seen the sea of blood just now, which will make your life worse than death. After saying that ,

he remembered something and said:

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. Marquis Wuwei is my enemy, and he is also trying to harm you by giving you this self-cultivation technique."

After so many years, don’t you know that every time you use this self-cultivation technique, it will consume a lot of your life?

Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this, and you might be able to stay young like King Li. "

Hearing that Yang Ling wouldn't let him go, Old Monster Ning immediately collapsed. He didn't care whether Marquis Wuwei was harming him or not.。

“Boy, even if I die, I will not give you the art of self-cultivation. Just use whatever tricks you have.。”

“Okay, then let’s taste the power of the sea of blood. "

When Yang Ling heard this, he directly inhaled him into the sea of blood of Jinghong Sword, and began to destroy Ning's soul.

The last time Pluto wanted to destroy his soul, this painful feeling was still unforgettable to him, if it weren't for the space He couldn't bear the transformation at all.

So he didn't believe that Old Monster Ning could admit to this kind of torture.

Sure enough, within an hour, Old Monster Ning couldn't bear it anymore and directly told him the secret of self-cultivation. , and then he wanted to die.

Yang Ling wrote down the self-cultivation technique, and without embarrassment for him, sent him directly on his way, extracting a ray of pure soul energy from it. After comprehending the

self-cultivation technique, he did not rush to practice it, but He sorted out everything he had gained.

Now among the nine Fu Shen arts, he already has three branches: self-cultivation, nine orifices, and spiritual transformation. When he

returns to the Ming Dynasty this time, he must dig out the other ones from Su Rongrong's mouth.

To At that time, there were only two gates left: selflessness and the yet-to-be-appeared Chaos.

And his next goal is to advance to the realm of heaven.

Only by achieving heaven can he be qualified to fight with those secret heavenly old monsters, and even the land. Immortals compete for immortality.