This is what cultivating immortals is like

[You comprehend the Chang Chong Sword Song and achieve something, strength +12, speed +12]

[When you observe the monument of killing potential, you will have an epiphany, and you will improve in Changchong Sword Song, and you will continue to work hard]

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[You have learned the Chang Chong Sword Song and gained hugely, with total experience +800,000, cultivation level +1200, and health +1200]

This is not a killing monument, this is clearly an experience room!

The level of Changchong Sword Song increased rapidly, and Lu Bei smiled broadly. Regardless of Hu San's strange mood on the side, he concentrated on observing the wordless killing monument.

Eighty-eight stone pillars, eighty-eight killing monuments, how much experience does this cost?

At this time, let alone Hu San, Hu Er is here, pointing out that the eldest brother Hu San is a woman, not a man, and is actually the eldest sister. He accepted him as his adopted son just so that his daughter and Wanguan family wealth would have an honest and reliable handsome man to inherit his daughter a hundred years later. He didn't even blink, agreed and continued to practice.

The only shortcoming is that the experience provided by the Killing Monument can only be used for Changchong Sword Song. If the 'Secret Record of the Demon Creation of the Great Wilderness' can also be used, it would be perfect.

Fox Three: ()

He smiled at Lu Bei, who was foolishly touching the stone pillars as he walked by. His aura changed steadily, and his sword intent became more sharp. His smile was stiff, his neck seemed to be stuck, and his laughter had a hint of crying.

No, is this okay?

If he can do it, so can I!

Hu San refused to admit defeat and followed Lu Bei's example, raising his hand and placing it against the stone pillar.

Nothing was found.

He switched to his hands, then his face, and finally he hugged the stone pillar with his whole body, but he still couldn't feel anything.

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[You have learned the Chang Chong Sword Song and gained hugely, with a total experience of +1.2 million, a cultivation level of +1800, and a health value of +1800]

[Continuous breakthroughs in realm, enlightenment of skill [Sword Body], strength +20, speed +20, free attribute points +15, skill points +800]

After gaining more experience and reaching the Great Perfection of Baodan Realm, Lu Bei was refreshed and his body slowly floated into the air.

Below, there was Hu San, who looked inexplicably sad.

Seeing Lu Bei gain something was even more uncomfortable than seeing him suffer a big loss.

"Brother, I'm born here!"

Seeing the joy written on Hu San's face, Lu Bei hurriedly shared his joy. Only when practitioners encourage each other can they be motivated to become immortals.

At that moment of innateness, a sense of coolness spread throughout the body, making me feel indescribably comfortable.

This was the first time he felt this way since he had been cultivating immortality for so long. Although mana flowed through his body before, it was all based on data accumulation, which always gave him an unreal and weird feeling.

It's different now. After advancing to the Xiantian realm, the true sense of experience cannot be expressed by pale data like 0 and 1.

It’s no wonder that most people who practice immortality are single and have little thought of finding a partner. The moment they advance to the next level, they are extremely comfortable and happier than anything else. If you want a partner, you can just practice every day and it will be over.

"It went so smoothly..."

Lu Bei was secretly happy. When a player reaches level 60, which is the Xiantian realm, there will be a promotion mission as a level, corresponding to the bottleneck of practitioners.

This point is not available in the novice stage.

There are various promotion tasks, including refining magic weapons and elixirs, and also crossing the border to defeat the Xiantian realm. There was even an unlucky person who posted a promotion task on the forum. After refining the magic weapon and elixir, he then crossed the border and challenged three innate realms. With the warm persuasion of everyone, he deleted his account and practiced again.

Because of the personal panel, Lu Bei thought that he would also have it. He never thought that this barrier would be broken at a glance, and he could easily take it down before even exerting any force.

"Wonderful!"

Lu Bei exclaimed happily, looking at the large untouched stone pillars, and flew over without looking back: "Brother, these killing monuments are profound and profound, and their intentions are far-reaching. I have learned a little and gained a lot. I can feel that today I Not only can you break through your innate abilities, but you can also take a big step further. If you are lucky, you can also look forward to transforming into a god."

"Second brother, stop now. After advancing to the Xiantian realm, you should meditate for thirty to fifty years to consolidate your realm. Don't be greedy for success, otherwise you will regret it!" Hu San was heartbroken, his voice was bloody, and he patted the stone pillars and shouted. .

"Brother, with all due respect, what are you messing around with in the Xiantian realm?"

After Lu Bei finished speaking, he put his hands on a stone pillar, frantically harvesting experience. In his busy schedule, he did not forget to mention some juniors in the Dan Bao realm: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You have time to fool around, so why not seize the opportunity and try to pick me up tomorrow?" One punch won’t kill you.”

"Impossible, no way, how can the second brother be so good? I'm obviously the eldest brother!"

Because it was a handwritten letter left by the Imperial Master, it was no surprise that Lu Bei got the opportunity she left behind and entered the Xiantian Realm.

What makes Hu San sad and angry is that people are very irritating, and Lu Bei's excellent talent will make his elder brother look bad.

Faintly, Hu San seemed to see Hu Er hugging his adopted son and praising him profusely. His biological son had no status in the family, so he packed up his bed and moved into the woodshed.

"No, I don't allow it!"

Hu San's forehead was sweating, and he figured out the reason after a while.

Logically speaking, the Imperial Master and Hu Er are at odds with each other, and no one will take advantage of the Hu family if the opportunity she leaves behind is cheap.

For example, he didn't realize that it had nothing to do with aptitude. It was purely because the Tutor had a back-up plan and deliberately targeted geniuses with vixen blood.

Lu Bei's bad luck was only due to the fact that when the Taifu set up the formation in the early years, he did not expect that an adopted son of the Hu family would visit. Due to some strange combination of circumstances, such a scene happened.

Yes, that’s it!

So it wasn't that he was incompetent, but that the master had missed it.

Thinking of this, Hu San hurriedly rushed out of the secret room and shouted: "Mu, get out of here quickly. The treasure your master left behind was snatched away by my second brother. If you don't come over and bring him to justice, Hu San Grandpa will really have to live in a woodshed from now on."

After not finding anyone for a long time, Hu San sniffed his nose and quickly came to a seamless wall. He pressed the illusory and transparent giant claws with both hands, opened the mechanism from the inside, and walked in crying.

"I'm so miserable, so heartbroken. My second brother is simply not a human being. He's a superficial brother..."

Hu San walked into the house in pain, and saw Mu Jiling who was changing clothes. Their eyes met, and Hu San quickly opened his eyes in fright: "Hey, you secretly wrapped your bra, no wonder it's ordinary, I understand, I There is also this unspeakable secret when transforming. When flying in the air, the resistance is too..."

"roll!"

A halberd flew past his ear, and Hu San nodded obediently to prevent Mu Jiling from sneaking up on him from behind. He didn't dare to move his round eyes away, and walked backwards out of the secret room.

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Three seconds later, he poked his head out with a serious look on his face: "What about that? Although you have an average face, you have a decent figure. Let's think about the workshop again. I haven't moved into the woodshed yet. Giving money will definitely make you famous."

A strong murderous aura rushed towards his face, stinging his skin like needles. Hu San moved ten centimeters away with a whoosh, leaning against the wall and chattering: "I'm already entangled and I still use my hands to block it. It's so unethical. It's not like me, second brother." When I want to see it, I will change it.”

The rustling sound of dressing in the room decreased. Hu San raised his eyebrows, took out a small mirror and peeked into the room.

There is no other meaning. If the superior leader's old injury relapses and he becomes unconscious, he can go in and rescue him.

In the mirror, I found an expressionless face.

It's not that he has no expression at all. The corners of his eyes are twitching, indicating that he has reached the limit of his endurance.

Click!

Mu Jiling withdrew the halberd and stabbed it three inches below Hu San's belly button with his backhand. The latter screamed strangely, grabbed his crotch and lifted it up. When the momentum of the halberd stopped suddenly, he clamped it tightly. Use your legs to hold it in place.

Seeing that Mu Jiling was serious, Hu San quickly threatened: "Calm down, this is the heirloom of the Hu family. It doesn't matter if we beat each other seriously, it doesn't matter if we have missing arms and legs, but if you destroy the heirloom of the Hu family, it doesn't matter." Honey, if my mother comes to your door, your master can only bear the pain and marry you to a useless person like me."

"What does it matter? In the state of transformation into gods, you can regenerate a severed limb. It's just a family heirloom. Is it important?"

Even so, Hu San's threat still worked. Mu Jiling took back the halberd and said coldly: "You just said that the master left me a treasure. What do you mean?"

"That's it, hurry up..."

Boom! !

The underground palace shook, Hu San's expression changed, Mu Jiling frowned and opened the water curtain in front of him.

Five men in black commanded broad swords, drawing boundless sword energy to bombard the mountain-protecting formation. The leader also controlled magic weapons, making the formation barrier crumbling and threatening to collapse at any time.

"Come so soon?"

"It doesn't matter, just let them be."

Mu Jiling said calmly: "The formation here was established by Master himself. Not to mention the five Xiantian realms outside, even the five Divine Transformation realms can't even think of breaking through the formation."

Mu Jiling originally intended to send several prisoners to the Xuanyin Division station in Pingzhou, but Hu San dissuaded him. He was worried that there were Huangji Sect undercover agents there, and it was very possible that he would send the prisoners there, and then the prisoners would drive away in a carriage. The Changming Sword Sect took him back to Yuezhou.

The old man cuddling with the duck is busy in vain.

Lu Bei felt that Hu San's words were reasonable, and the side mission of breaking out of the encirclement was not completed, which meant that although they left Yuezhou, they did not escape the encirclement of the Changming Sword Sect.

For the specific reason, we can only guess that the Iron Sword Alliance was powerful and had many people. They were afraid that the Emperor Ji Sect would not be able to provide explicit help, so they secretly acted to guide the Changming Sword Faction.

Three people voted, two to one. Mu Jiling respected the sinister minds of the two brothers and chose to land here, using the formation as a barrier to kill the Chang Ming Sword Sect alive.

When the news of the arrest of several prisoners reached the capital and new officials took office, Chang Mingjian sent Huitian Wushu. He committed an unforgivable crime of ambushing Xuanyin Division Qingwei, so he had no choice but to hide behind closed doors and wait for death.

"Are you sure that the attack outside is fierce and the spiritual crystal can withstand the consumption?"

"The main heart of the formation is not a spiritual crystal. You can't understand Master's realm."

It was a rare opportunity to despise Hu San. Mu Jiling refused to let it go no matter what he said. After a contemptuous look, he continued: "The artistic conception of the eighty-eight pillars will last forever. The pillars remain in the array, and there is no possibility of breaking them from the outside world."

You look so confident, just like the bragging I made to my second brother that night!

Hu San snorted: "I hope so. There is a Great Perfection in the Xiantian Realm outside. It will be difficult to fight at first glance. If the formation is broken, I will..."

"If you really break the formation, I will take off your head and give it to you."

Mu Jiling made a final decision, and walked quickly towards the secret room under Hu San's cry.

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[Continuous breakthroughs in realms, enlightenment of skills [Sword Heart], power...

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[Continuous breakthroughs in realms, enlightenment of the skill [Long Charge Sword Intent], power...

Lu Bei sat cross-legged in mid-air with his eyes closed tightly. The aura around him surged, and his sword intent was ready to go out. The moment he repeatedly unsheathed his sword, a clear murderous intent filled the entire place.

Around them, the artistic conception of the eighty-eight stone pillars dispersed, losing their roots to maintain their true nature, and became weathered and scattered into powder.

Crystal clear snowflakes were flying everywhere, indescribably beautiful and gorgeous.

"how come……"

Mu Jiling stared blankly at the scattered crystal powder, her mind went blank. She had lived here for three months and found nothing. Lu Bei had broken all the intentions on the eighty-eight stone pillars as soon as he arrived.

She or Lu Bei, who is the master's disciple?

"Good brother, my eldest brother loves you the most..."

Hu San looked at the disappearing stone pillar, raised his hand to scold Mu Jiling, and said in a low voice: "If a person has no faith, he will not stand. If the formation is not attacked, it will collapse. Your head belongs to me."