People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 211: Putting the Spirit on the Sword
Lu Mansion, in the hall.

The aroma of wine and vegetables fills the air.

At the same time, the power of the inner heaven and earth continues to spread.

There are more and more cracks in Zhou Xingwu's body.

Zhou Xingwu's weakness can be clearly seen.

His inner world kept collapsing, and there was no possibility of recovery - this was the case with active dispersion of kung fu. Even the Dahuan Dan and Qingji Runwu Dan in Lu Ming's hands could not save him.

Third-level San Gong is too rare, and it is absolutely impossible for a normal person to give up a third-level cultivation. At least this week, there is no such precedent in the martial arts of Liang and Liang.

Accordingly, there is no rescue method.

Zhou Xingwu's situation is different from that of Bai Xiaotian - after all, Bai Xiaotian is only half-step to the third level, and the inner world has not yet condensed. Only in this way can he have the possibility of rebuilding his martial arts and starting over.

But once the world within the third level collapses, it becomes one-way and cannot be restored.

Wine over three rounds of dishes over five flavors.

The power of inner heaven and earth escaped from Zhou Xingwu's body and was inhaled by Lu Ming.

As Zhou Xing's martial arts power was about to dissipate, the hideous cracks on his skin began to slowly heal.

This is a good thing.

It means that the martial arts cultivation level has dropped, but there is no danger to life.

"As long as people are alive..."

Lu Ming spoke like this and muttered softly.

There is hope in life.

No matter how bad it is, you can still rely on the rewards from the mini-game system to see if there is a magic pill in the future that can help Zhou Xingwu reshape the inner world.

In this regard, Zhou Xingwu behaved in a free and easy manner.

After drinking a full cup, Zhou Xingwu said vigorously and energetically.

"In life, it is enough to have wine and meat, eat well and drink well."

"Martial arts cultivation is just the icing on the cake. Don't you see that the low-level warrior will never reach the sixth level in his life? Isn't it still possible to live a fulfilling and exciting life?"

This is just to comfort myself.

But now that the matter has come to this, it is much better to forcefully comfort and be optimistic than to hold on to someone's face.

"And that's not to say that I, Zhou Xingwu, will only be a bystander from now on and become a waste."

"The game I had just now with my father in the inner world also gave me a deeper understanding of military power and martial arts."

Zhou Xingwu didn't elaborate on how he felt specifically. He just thought about it while playing with the wine glass. Soon, Zhou Xingwu spoke.

"When the fighting here subsides and after a short period of preparation, I want to take the army back to Beijing."

Zhou Xinglin put down his wine glass and asked.

"What are the odds?"

"I don't know, but I can't wait any longer..."

After Zhou Xingwu said this, he added something more.

"We can't afford to delay, let alone wait."

The three armies went ahead without using food and grass.

The army was stationed in Xuanshui City, and the number of people eating horse chews every day was astronomical.

Previously, there was an imperial edict from Zhou Zhichang, which opened granaries in various places to release grain.

In other words, the person who raises this army is essentially the emperor Zhou Zhichang!
Now that Mo Yunzi is dead, Zhou Zhichang eliminates all dissenters.

Only Zhou Xingwu's army was left to obey the orders but not the announcement... Once the food was cut off, the army would collapse, and the nearby refugees would also starve and suffer.

Time is on Zhou Zhichang's side.

"There is another matter, the matter of the Dragon Qi clone controlling the warrior."

Zhou Xinglin interrupted and mentioned this issue.

"The longer time passes, the more likely Zhou Zhichang will find new third-level warriors or even second-level warrior puppets from other sources."

There is no one left in the two countries of Zhou and Liang.

But there are many martial arts masters outside the two countries - the most typical ones are the Eight Evils of the Martial Kingdom.

And with the ability of the Dragon Qi clone, it is not difficult to control a few second-grade and a bunch of third-grade with the intention of calculation but not the intention.

The longer time passes, the stronger Zhou Zhichang becomes.

The three of them looked at each other with determination in their eyes.

"Go to Beijing to slay the dragon, the sooner the better."

After a glass of wine was in his stomach, Lu Ming put down the glass and said so.

……

Zhou Xingwu, a newly promoted fourth-level warrior, was overwhelmed by alcohol and soon became drunk.

Lu Ming and Zhou Xinglin looked at each other, used their blood to dispel the alcohol, stood up and left the living room.

Under the moonlight, standing in the small courtyard outside, staring at the stars, Lu Ming suddenly sighed.

"Pity."

Achieving the third rank, supplemented by military martial arts, Zhou Xingwu's talent is also outstanding, and it is possible to get a glimpse of the scenery of the second rank in the future.

At this moment, he took the initiative to disperse his power and shattered the inner world.

Even if there is a possibility of returning to the third level in the future, this disaster will become a roadblock on the road to martial arts, making Zhou Xingwu's future martial arts road more difficult by a thousand times.

On the side, Zhou Xinglin was sitting on a large bluestone, holding a wine jar in his arms.

He muttered while drinking wine.

"I owe Third Brother a favor..."

If Zhou Xingwu is accused and Tianji is plotted, he may not know how Zhou Xinglin will react and how he will make a choice.

I only know that things will be very difficult for him when the time comes...

At this moment, Zhou Xingwu sacrificed his energy to prevent things from slipping into the most dangerous and ugly situation. Zhou Xinglin had to remember this because of his emotions and reasons.

His eyes wandered, as if he thought of something.

Zhou Xinglin suddenly smiled, his smile warm and soft.

"When I was young, I was born in the palace and grew up in the palace."

"To me, that place is like a prison, a cage."

"But that's not to say that the experience I had when I was young was all bad."

"At least, my brothers have no ill intentions toward me..."

Lu Ming frowned.

"I understand Zhou Xingwu, but Zhou Xingdan..."

Zhou Xinglin took another sip of wine, smiled and shook his head.

"My big brother, it's not as bad as you think."

"We are two years apart. I was young at the time and he was not very young either. How can a half-year-old child be so evil-minded?"

"I still remember that after my mother-in-law died, my eldest brother occasionally came to visit me and took me to the Plum Garden to listen to the opera and relax..."

No matter how bad the relationship between brothers is, there is always a bright side.

At this moment, Zhou Xinglin's eyes were in a trance, filled with emotions.

After a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"Yue Qiluo is dead."

"Oh?"

"I killed her...she took my human elixir, so she was destined not to end well. But before she died, she was still thinking about her elder brother and begged me to let him go..."

"Actually, now that I think about it, if something goes wrong here, it's not impossible to let my eldest brother go... After I became successful in martial arts, we really didn't deal with each other, but we were just being plotted and misled by others."

Zhou Xinglin muttered and said while drinking.

Sometimes they talked about the childhood memories of the three brothers, and sometimes they talked about scandalous and interesting things when they were young.

Finally, Zhou Xinglin put the empty wine jar aside and spoke softly.

"I will kill Zhou Zhichang. This is my biggest goal in this life. Even if it means death, I have to drag him to death together."

Lu Ming looked back at Zhou Xinglin.

Zhou Xinglin could be seen looking calm and speaking calmly.

But precisely because of this, his intention is even more firm.

Driven by hatred and aiming for revenge.

He is very similar to Lu Ming when he was hunting Zhou Tiyu... Even if he narrowly escapes death, he still has to hold on to this glimmer of possibility.

"But what about you?"

Zhou Xinglin changed the topic and looked at Lu Ming.

He said softly: "The Dragon Qi clone has limitations. I guess another limitation that has not been shown before is that the Dragon Qi clone cannot directly leave the Zhou Kingdom, or if it leaves the Zhou Kingdom, its strength will plummet."

"In this battle, even if Xingwu may have a backup plan, the chance of winning is not very high..."

At this point, Zhou Xinglin said no more.

Just looking at Lu Ming, he saw Lu Ming turn his head and chuckle at him.

"I was besieged just now, with no way to escape, and the characteristics and weaknesses of the Dragon Qi clone are unknown. Why did you come immediately to save me from danger?"

Zhou Xinglin raised his eyebrows: "I owe you my life."

Lu Ming smiled and said: "Then I don't mind letting you owe me more."

In life, a real man has things to do and things not to do.

Although I will not sacrifice my life for justice, I will use my strength to help my friends, and Lu Ming will never resist.

"Even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, what's the harm in having someone accompany you on this journey?"

After hearing this, Zhou Xinglin laughed loudly.

"I am very lucky to have such a friend in my life."

……

Zhou Xinglin finished his drink and left on his own.

Instead, Lu Ming had been standing in the small courtyard, absorbing and digesting the inner power of heaven and earth he had just received from Zhou Xingwu.

The total amount of Zhou Xingwu's Inner Heaven and Earth Power is not large, but its quality is very high.

In other words, although he is weak, he has great potential.

But now, all of this has turned into a passing cloud.

The hidden swordsmanship and the two-headed demon vigorously absorb the power of the inner world.

A faint light emerged from the upper left arm of the double-headed demon phase, and slowly condensed into an illusory handsome flag.

This scene made Lu Ming slightly stunned and his eyes narrowed.

After carefully sensing it, Lu Ming felt emotional again.

Zhou Xingwu has condensed into the prototype of Wuyin.

The road to the second level was also slightly open to him.

But he made the cruelest decision simply and neatly...

But now, this prototype of the martial seal was advantageous to Lu Ming.

In the inner world, there seemed to be strands of military power gathering together.

However, Lu Ming is not Zhou Xingwu after all. These military forces poured into the inner world, but they did not obey Lu Ming's control. Even though the two-headed demon prime ministers already had the prototype of a military seal that looked like a handsome flag, the military forces still did not recognize it. .

Then they disappeared one after another and disappeared without a trace.

A slight feeling of realization floats in my heart.

Lu Mingfu reached his soul and mobilized his martial energy to blend into the shadow of the handsome flag.

But this time, Lu Ming's operation paid off.

A large number of praises and reverent voices sounded from the void, and misty air flow came from the void and spontaneously poured into the shadow of the commander's flag, making the prototype of the martial seal more solid and faintly larger.

The growth of the prototype of the martial seal feeds back to the inner world.More power of heaven and earth came from all directions and merged into Lu Ming's body, becoming a part of Lu Ming.

After a long time, Lu Ming finished his work, with a look of thought in his eyes.

He quickly shook his head and sighed.

"I still can't figure out the essence of this martial spirit, dragon spirit, and military power."

I only know that these things are all public opinions. After absorbing the prototype of Zhou Xingwu's martial seal, Lu Ming can also use martial energy a little.

But the underlying principles are indeed somewhat unclear.

What also puzzled Lu Ming was the prototype of the martial seal.

Theoretically, with the prototype of the martial seal, a warrior has the opportunity and possibility to achieve the second level - of course, this is not absolute.

But specifically how to achieve the second rank, how to embark on the path to the second rank, what is the correct direction of the second rank, and what is the relationship between the prototype of the martial seal and the path to the second rank, these are all things Lu Ming can't figure out.

There are too few second-grade people in Zhou and Liang, and their inheritance is not profound. Most of the second-grade people are blindly figuring out their own paths.

——For example, Zhou Xinglin.

If you asked him to be a teacher and teach you the path to the second level, Zhou Xinglin would probably only say: let nature take its course.

He doesn't understand the principles and methods.

Mang is done.

If people's will is strong enough, the path of martial arts will advance by leaps and bounds.

After thinking about this, Lu Ming sighed.

"No wonder martial arts doesn't advocate working behind closed doors."

Once Lu Ming Liupin, Xuanshui City was this gate.

Now the third level of Lu Ming, Zhou and Liang have become this gate.

Lu Ming restrained his emotions and made a decision.

Look sideways to the other side.

Then they saw Zhang Hai leaning against the doorpost holding a paper umbrella at the gate. Seeing Lu Ming glance at him, Zhang Hai smiled lightly.

Under the night, a trace of ghostly energy suddenly emerged from the umbrella and landed next to Zhang Hai, condensing into a misty appearance.

Illusive and blurred, the breath is faint and close to nothing.

Thoughts were swirling in Lu Ming's mind, and after a long time, he could still only say that sentence.

"It's good to live."

……

He sacrificed his body and turned the evil curse into a sword.

Ling Piaomiao's choice at that time was nothing short of violent.

However, Zhou Zhichang's methods were too strong, making Ling Piaomiao's efforts meaningless.

But I don’t know if it was Ling Pianmiao’s decision or Jia Wen’s backhand.

At the moment when the third evil spell condensed, Ling Mianmiao did not sacrifice everything. All she sacrificed was her cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, but her soul and spirit were preserved and rested on this paper umbrella.

In a daze, he thought of everything Ling Piaomiao said when they first met in Luanfeng Village.

I also thought of the scene just now in the Yangxin Garden, where Ling Miaomiao deliberately took an umbrella and breathed out spiritual energy in her hands.

Everything has obviously been arranged...

Ling Piaomiao smiled bitterly: "It was Master Jia's idea."

The connection between Ling Pianmiao and Zhou Zhichang is too deep. There is no need for Ling Pianmiao to sacrifice everything to cast the Three Souls Evil Curse. Only his cultivation is enough.

The extra ethereal souls, spirits, and even lives are just the icing on the cake and insignificant.

However, fate manipulates people and the means are insufficient, making all Jia Wen's plans meaningless.

"So Miss Piaomiao, how are you doing now? What are your plans for the future?"

After hearing Lu Ming's words, Ling Pianmiao sighed softly.

"The road is hopeless and the prospects are bleak."

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and listened to Ling Piaomiao's talk.

……

Ghost cultivation is somewhere between ghosts and immortals.

In essence, they are ghosts and a kind of evil spirits. They just obtain the method of cultivating immortals, thereby enlightening their souls and enlightening their minds, and stepping onto the path of immortality.

And when a ghost enters the path of immortality, although he gains spiritual wisdom, he is also subject to limitations - the transformation from a ghost to an immortal comes at a high cost, the thunder and calamity is violent, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more intolerable it is to heaven and earth.

It can even be said that there is no hope for ghosts to cultivate the great road and become immortals.

——From this aspect, there seems to be a certain conflict between evil spirit, ghost energy and spiritual energy, but the degree of conflict is not high, far worse than spiritual energy and dragon energy.

However, ghost cultivation also has its benefits.

The first is the longevity issue.

The life span of ghost cultivators is generally much longer than that of normal monks.

Secondly, this world is essentially in love with ghosts.

If you embark on the path of immortality as a ghost, even though you have the limitation that the natural path is stronger and the basic path is hopeless, you can also have many more weak or strong innate magical powers.

And Ling Piaomiao has an innate magical power, which is called the art of sending spirits.

The effect of this technique can make Ling Piaomiao inhabit objects.

——At that time, he sent his spirit into the paper umbrella, which was one of the uses of the spirit sending technique.

Let’s talk about Ling Piaomiao’s current state.

Once his cultivation level is gone, his origin has been damaged.

Although Ling Piaomiao's soul will not be scattered due to the technique of sending souls, it is difficult to recover after cultivating anything.

——This is similar to the collapse of heaven and earth within a warrior.

Give up the moment of pleasure and pursue the crematorium again.

According to Ling Piaomiao's estimation, she may never return to the late stage of foundation building in her life...

Lu Ming listened quietly until Ling Pianmiao finished speaking, and then he saw her suddenly blessing him.

"But the little girl thought of a way, which may be able to resume the broken path of Piaomiao, but she needs the help of Gang Leader Lu."

Lu Ming immediately handed over his hand: "Miss Pianmiao, please tell me. If you can do it, a certain family will definitely be willing to do it."

Then Ling Piaomiao's eyes suddenly fell on the fierce sword at Lu Ming's waist.

The voice sounded slowly.

"When I first saw this sword, I felt that it was unusual. Now when I look at it again, I find that this sword is made of evil spirits and feeds on ghosts..."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

What Ling Piaomiao said is true.

Ling Piaomiao said again.

"Therefore, the little girl wants to use my broken body to entrust this sword with my soul. This method will not only help me practice, but also further enhance the power of this sword. Maybe one day it will be immersed in spiritual power to open up its spiritual wisdom and become a true god. The soldiers are also unknown.”

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect such an operation...

As Ling Miaomiao spoke in detail, Lu Ming carefully considered the balance and nodded in agreement.

In fact, the combination of these methods will benefit both sides. It is convenient for others and also convenient for yourself.

……

The technique of sending spirits is not troublesome or expensive to perform.

Lu Ming drew the sword and Ling Pianmiao took it. With the ghostly aura floating slightly, Ling Pianmiao, who had an illusory figure, merged into the fierce sword like a breeze.

The light flowed from the fierce sword for a moment and then quickly subsided.

A misty voice came from inside.

"finished."

Easy and simple.

Lu Ming raised the sword and put it in front of his eyes. He looked carefully but could not see any changes in the fierce sword. He could only feel that the connection between the sword and himself seemed to be closer, but he did not know that the connection between the sword and people was closer. What a help it brings to yourself.

There is one obvious benefit.

The female ghost who is with me probably won’t be able to escape.

Having Ling Piaomiao by his side was of great benefit - immortality and martial arts were different paths. Lu Ming only practiced martial arts and did not understand the immortality. Due to lack of knowledge, Lu Ming did not understand many of the secrets of the immortality, so he was naturally unable to guard against them.

And with Ling Piaomiao's existence, matters regarding the knowledge of immortality will probably be settled in the future, and you will be able to avoid the disadvantages of being ignorant.

The voice of Ling Piaomiao in the fierce sword sounded again, with a slight smile.

"The sword of Gang Leader Lu has good potential, but in my opinion, Gang Leader Lu does not seem to have unleashed the full potential of this sword."

Lu Ming frowned.

"So what do you say?"

The fierce sword is the standard divine weapon of the Zhou Kingdom. It can be compatible with its master at the fourth level and bring certain assistance.

But as Lu Ming entered the third level of martial arts, the help of the fierce sword was almost nonexistent, but it was easy to use, and Lu Ming continued to use it.

And Lu Ming also knew that the evil sword had some special features - for example, it could attract evil spirits by eating ghosts, which was a characteristic that ordinary weapons did not have.

It can be said to be sharp and unstoppable when it comes to cutting down ghosts, but that's all.

Ling Piaomiao did not respond, but acted directly.

In an instant, evil spirits roared in, forming a leak in the sky.

The end of the funnel is not at Lu Ming, but at the Fierce Sword!

A large amount of evil energy was continuously poured into the fierce sword. In just a few moments, the evil sword had already absorbed a huge amount of evil energy!
If converted into Lu Ming's total blood energy, it would be about ten times.

Ling Piaomiao's voice sounded again from the fierce sword.

"This sword has a spiritual connection with Gang Leader Lu, and it seems that when it was forged, it was affected by the aura of Gang Leader Lu's true power, so it has something special."

"This Nasha is one of the characteristics of this sword."

Nasha can make the evil sword reserve evil energy and feed it back to Lu Ming when Lu Ming needs it.

Lu Ming didn't need to do this when he had unlimited blood and energy in his body.

But under the external conditions in Kyoto where the evil environment is not good, the significance of this ten times blood energy is self-evident.

"And the second characteristic of this sword is to break evil spirits."

"It can also be said to be a variant of Naksha."

Because it can absorb evil spirits, the evil sword can easily break through the defenses of evil spirits and ghosts. This is also the reason why the evil sword is extremely lethal to ghosts.

"As for the other magical features of this sword, the sword spirit has not yet been born, so it cannot be displayed. However, I think that with my spirit entrusted to the sword, the birth of the sword spirit is not far away. One day, this sword will definitely not disappoint Gang Leader Lu."

Hearing this, Lu Ming laughed loudly.

"Then there's Miss Lao Ling."

"I can use evil spirits to practice cultivation, and it's not hard work at all."

Putting the spirit on the sword can not only become a fierce sword, but also become a Ling Miao Miao.

This is the best of both worlds.

……

Ling Piaomiao's spirit is attached to the sword, which is good news for Lu Ming.

But it's not all good news.

It's always inconvenient to have a female ghost around you.

With a wave of his hand, he designated the empty room next to Lu Ming's bedroom as the sword hiding room, specifically for Xiu Jian and Ling Miao Miao to live there.

Ling Piaomiao has no objection to this.

Go back to the room and lie on the bed.

Thinking back on everything that had happened from yesterday to now, Lu Ming squinted his eyes slightly and opened the mini-game system.

I had a drink yesterday and my game time has not been used twice.

While thinking about it, Lu Ming glanced at the words about the sixth level.

(End of this chapter)