The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

On the top of the peak, an overwhelming killing intent rose into the sky, like a giant sword, straight into the sky!

This killing thought has the meaning of endless killing, and it is also emotionless, cold and terrifying. They condense together and quickly form a mysterious and mysterious will, and then this will grows extremely quickly, and even though it is just It is hard and clear, but it has no impurities, and there is a qiáng sword intent!

Ruthless killing Kendo! Ruthless killing sword intent!

This sword intent released its incomparably surging sword pressure forcefully, sweeping across all directions like a flood. The murderous aura spreads all the way, and wherever it passes, everything forms the frost of murderous intent, and once it touches, there is a ruthless sword energy that shoots out and kills people!

The vicinity of the small bamboo peaks has all been frozen, and it is spreading farther, and the heads of several small peaks nearby are all affected by it, and after a while, a faint white frost begins to condense...

Just then, a few bright rays of light suddenly appeared from the heads of these small peaks, and immediately enveloped the entire mountain, covering it with a smooth, brocade-like cover. When the Relentless Killing Sword Intent passed by, the mask was frozen with a "click" sound, and there were more cracks on the top, but luckily it didn't crack.

The ruthless killing sword intent went farther and farther, and all this area of ​​a hundred miles was forced by him, and layers of snow-white frost gradually appeared!

Due to the influence of sword intent, countless small peak disciples shrank inside the mask, and they used their true essence to resist, but they did not dare to step out of the mask!

Xu Ziqing looked up at each other and felt extremely shocked.

That object that is so sharp and sharp like a pillar of the sky, turned out to be Senior Brother Yun's ruthless killing sword intent manifesting? So domineering! It's so hard!

Immortal Qiuhe waved his hand and released a light mask, which enveloped the whole piece of brocade-like brocade, and then released all the eight female disciples.

They supported each other and stood firm, just seeing the boundless sword intent, their faces turned pale again. Even though more than ten years have passed, they still remember the shock of sword intent when they reached the top of the mountain for the first time, and their souls almost collapsed. Looking at this great momentum now, it is actually more powerful than I remembered. How could they not be frightened!

Seeing that the small peaks were stubbornly resisting under the attack of sword intent and killing intent, suddenly a person jumped out of one of the peaks. This person is like electricity, and after coming out, the light radiates all over his body, and then he quickly picks up a few hand tricks and hits the light behind him on the peak of the peak. After another layer of light appeared on the mask, he quickly escaped and said, "Elder Qiu, open the ban with me!"

Zhenren Qiuhe turned his head to look, shook his head and smiled, "I knew this weird guy was coming!" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to open a hole in the mask, put the person in, and immediately filled it up.

The person who came was also an old man, who seemed to be about the same age as the real Qiuhe, but he looked very thin and a little shorter. His appearance is quite clear, but his expression is weird, and he said, "Old Qiu, is that Killing Star in your family a dan?"

Immortal Qiu He's eyes brightened: "Exactly."

The old man Qingjun turned his face in an instant: "When you form a pill, you can't restrain it? When the ruthless killing sword intent is such a good thing, just sacrifice it like this! It's okay to damage one of my spiritual tools. It shook my heart and soul, and I can't stop with you!"

Zhenren Qiuhe snorted: "Bah, you old man Zhu! Your heart and soul can't be compared to a big disciple of mine, even your first disciple, hasn't he reached Huayuan yet? My first disciple? Yun Lie, but it is already about to form a pill!"

The old man Qing Jun was angry: "For thousands of years, no one who has studied this kendo can form an elixir. No matter how good Yun Lie's qualifications are, he is also cut off from the seven emotions. I want to see how ruthless he can be!"

Master Qiuhe became more and more complacent: "Just look at it!"

In the past, his first apprentice was not at Xiaozhufeng all the year round, and he retreated when he was there, and his relationship with him was very insufficient. In addition, he practiced such extremely difficult swordsmanship, so he was always ridiculed by this Zhu Zhengyi. Now his disciple has such ability, but he wants to let this guy take a look!

Therefore, Master Qiuhe and Master Zhu looked at the top of the peak together. Both of them had the cultivation base of golden elixir, and they were naturally clearer than ordinary people.

At the place where Sword Intent was at the top of the sky, with it as the core, a purple light suddenly appeared in the air.

Soon, auspicious clouds gathered and rolled in, just like the rolling waves of làng waves, hitting and beating, rolling endlessly!

The purple light is cast on the auspicious clouds, and it is dyed with a layer of purple clouds in a short time, and it is quickly immersed, making the auspicious clouds into deep purple, noble and heavy. In an instant, purple clouds gathered over the top of Xiaozhu Peak, reflecting half of the sky, so bright and so deep.

Immediately, Master Qiu He smiled happily: "Sure enough, when Yun'er formed an elixir, it was a purple cloud, very good! Very good!"

When Zhu Zhenren saw this, he snorted coldly: "The doomsday is not over, don't be too happy to be sad!"

Master Qiuhe ignored his sour words, and watched happily.

And Xu Ziqing had never seen anyone form pills before, so he was immediately puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Master, is there anything else to say about this purple cloud?"

The real Qiuhe was in a very good mood, so he pointed out: "When the cultivator formed the elixir, different visions were born due to the accumulation of thickness in the Yuan Dynasty. Among them, the purple cloud is the best, the golden cloud is the second, and the white cloud is the last. Senior Brother broke through Huayuan early, and realized the sword intent, the accumulation is naturally incomparable, so the teacher knew that once he formed the elixir, it would definitely be a purple cloud!"

A flash of light flashed in Xu Ziqing's mind, and he asked again, "What kind of clouds do you form, but is it related to your future practice?"

Reality Qiuhe also smiled when he saw that he was quite savvy, and said with a smile: "Indeed. As we all know, those who get purple clouds have a lot of money, and if they don't fall halfway, it will be easier to have babies in the future. Similarly, those who get golden clouds are second, and those who get white clouds are second. ... I'm afraid

Babies are going to have some difficulties. "

He looked sideways at the top of the Xiaozhu Peak, which was still rolling with auspicious clouds, and his expression became a little more solemn: "On the one hand, the purple clouds show that the cultivator has accumulated a lot of pills, and on the other hand...it also shows the number of calamities that the cultivator has to go through. harsher."

Whenever a cultivator forms an elixir and encounters a number of calamities, it is a calamity of the mind.

Yun Lie was also at a critical juncture at this time.

He and Xu Ziqing are friends, and there is already a little friendship in the thousands of ruthless feelings. With this feeling as the foundation, he can arouse the seven emotions, and then he can resist the evil calamity of the heart and make him form a pill smoothly!

The so-called Heart Demon Tribulation is also the root cause of the ruthless killing of kendo practitioners before the Golden Core Stage...

I saw a little black dot the size of a pinhead abruptly grow out of the boundless purple clouds.

That black dòng quickly expanded, attracting the wind of a hundred miles around, circling constantly. Immediately, it turned into a vortex about the size of the entire peak, sucking in the endless killing sword energy, like an insatiable giant mouth, greedy and gluttonous.

After that, a black light suddenly descended!

That black light is invisible and intangible, like a wisp of smoke, but like a black shadow, it swiftly dashes towards the Heavenly Sword Intent!

There seemed to be countless ghosts and gods crying, listening carefully but inaudible.

This is the power of inner demons. It is not a tangible attack, but penetrates directly into the soul, entangles the consciousness, shakes the mind, evokes the demons in the hearts of the people, continues to enlarge, and constantly spawns...

However, ordinary people can't do anything to their inner demons, but Yun Lie is not necessarily.

He has sword intent.

The meaning of the sword is the condensed form of the mind, and it is also a tangible or intangible thing. It can attack the soul, and naturally it can also attack the inner demon.

The ruthless killing sword intent was swept away, and the black shadow suddenly let out a wailing and vanished into nothing!

But the death of a heart demon is not the end of the heart demon calamity.

Several black lights sprang from the black vortex, just like countless ghosts, rushing towards the top of Xiaozhu Peak one after another. When those shadows touched Sword Intent, they dissipated as soon as they touched it, screaming incessantly.

Finally, the black light no longer appeared in the vortex, but suddenly the wind was calm.

However, in this calm and quiet, it is like the tranquility before the wind and rain, with heavy pressure, and it is on the verge of breaking out——

There is a very strange feeling, and it suddenly falls.

This is the last hurdle, and the most important hurdle.

Sword Intent can slay the heart demon, but it cannot kill the endless temptation released by the heart demon robbery.

This kind of temptation can only be overcome by relying on one's own will and relying on that bit of Lingtai Qingming to see through it.

Whether Yun Lie really turned the ruthless into a little sentience, that's all.

For a long time, it was silent.

Suddenly, the sword intent on the top of Xiaozhu Peak suddenly dissipated, and in the cold killing intent and sword intent, a very faint and subtle fluctuation gradually appeared, which seemed to be absent, but it made the sword intent and killing intent more. A little bit of popularity.

This trace of popularity, the frost all over the sky turned into white mist, all melted and dissipated.

In that killing intent and sword energy, there is no longer only endless ice cold.

Instead, a little warmth is born out of the chill, and the warmth is like a lamp, which makes people maintain their original heart and keep their minds clear and wise.

The murderous thoughts that enveloped the entire peak melted like ice and snow, and instantly vanished into nothingness.

The black dòng between the purple clouds and clouds gradually shrank, and disappeared as the tip of a needle.

The clouds and fog dissipated in the sky, and it turned into a clear sky in an instant.

The inner demon has been robbed, and the Yun Lie Jindan stage has been completed!

Xu Ziqing exhaled slowly, only to realize that he had forgotten to breathe just now.

Chapter 108 Visiting Senior Brother

Master Qiu He was really ecstatic, he walked back and forth on the Jinling twice with his hands behind his back, and shouted repeatedly: "Okay! Good! Good!"

For many years, he has been worried about Yun Lie, and now Yun Lie has finally formed a pill. Although he can't intervene in the future, he knows that the most difficult moment of Yun Lie's temperament has passed. As before!

Seeing his appearance, Zhu Zhenren couldn't help sneering: "It's just that the disciple formed Dan, but you, the master, have lost your manners. It's really ugly to look at."

Zhenren Qiuhe lived next to him for many years. Hearing what he said, he knew that he was full of envy. I am covered in mud, and he is no different in his heart!"

Zhu Zhenren wanted to leave, looked at the young man in green shirt next to his old friend, but couldn't help but ask, "This young man, is this your new disciple?"

Zhenren Qiuhe couldn't hide his joy: "My second disciple, Xu Ziqing, Shan Linggen, is also a friend of Yun'er. Why, isn't it worse than the precious disciple in your house?"