I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 240
Forgetting the New Year celebrations, Wu Yan enjoyed the family happiness for a few days. After giving each of Song Boyu and Xiu Niang a brand-new stand-in puppet, he once again embarked on the road of seeking immortality and seeking the Tao.

Lu Qiuming focused on mediating disputes and determining public security, and the results were quite obvious. People in Daze Township would go to the "Blind Blind Girl" to talk about any disputes, big or small.

With the help of spirits and gods, Xiuniang governs Daze Township and cultivates military spirit. In her spare time, she teaches Liu Xiangjun how to practice martial arts and plays around.

In the blink of an eye, it's March. Song Boyu and Zhou Xiuniang have returned to Linyi for a full year. Song Boyu's filial piety period has expired and he can prepare to take the official examination.

However, examiners can only register after September, and can only take part in the provincial examination in winter, so there is no rush to return to the capital.

At the same time, the Crane Rock, which had been sleeping for a year in Silver Moon's dreamland, has revived again and is ready to start the next trip to the Abyss of the Sinister Abyss at any time.

In the past three months, Song Boyu has gained a lot of humanitarian merit by relying on Daze Water Conservancy and the governance of Daze Township, but it is not enough to turn the merit into a round of golden light.

In the past three months, he had performed three Immortal Foods and accumulated a total of 12 strands of innate Yuan Qi. If not covered up, Yuan Qi could secretly emit divine radiance, almost like a god.

He has already had a premonition that his Yuan Qi accumulation is about to be completed. This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and he will feel it when he is close.

Song Boyu slowly completed his power and hung in the air, thinking secretly in his heart: "I have cultivated the Yang God of Success and the Holy Body of Merit. I have opened up 43 seas of Qi all over my body, which can carry a certain number of innate Yuan Qi of the Yiyuanhui, which is 12 strands. .

If your merits are perfect, you should be able to try the second transformation of Yang Shen and Holy Body!

By then, it should be possible to cultivate and fuse the Five Elements Sword Qi in reality and completely break through Mad War's dream. Only in this way will it be most appropriate to enter the abyss of serious illness. "

During these three months, Song Boyu did not stop, holding the broken tip of the fairy sword, comprehending the principles of swordsmanship in his dreams, modifying and perfecting the Jianqiu mark in Chong Lihua's dream, and perfecting his real Jianqiu mark many times. , which greatly enhances the power of the sword energy.

At present, you can use the killing intent sword energy to fuse the four attributes of the compound sword energy, and turn it into a sword pill to kill enemies within two miles.

But after all, it is impossible to integrate the five elements, and there is only one final leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

The fusion of Five Elements Sword Qi is completely different from other types. Its power is by no means the same magnitude, which Song Boyu longs for extremely.

"The Dao pattern of the Jianqiu mark is already very complete, and it also contains the Immortal Sword Dao pattern. Sometimes I really want to unite the Yang Shen with it now, realize the Great Perfection of the Divine Movement, and then refine the natal untainted magic weapon and enter the cultivation tool. realm."

Song Boyu sighed, hesitating in his heart for a long time, but he still dared not immediately realize the unity of Yang Shen and Dao Mark. He still tried hard to maintain the feeling of inseparation and struggled to maintain balance.

"This process is irreversible. Once the path is set, it is extremely difficult to turn back. I will never be willing to fall into the abyss of serious illness. Wen Xiaoxian's experience is worth learning from and pondering!"

While he was thinking, he sunk his mind into the Silver Moon Dream. The huge rock under his feet still turned into a living giant crane, swimming in the somewhat narrow Silver Moon Dream. Its non-stop chirping seemed to urge Song Boyu to hurry up and move.

Song Boyu was not in a hurry, he gently stroked the red top of the crane with his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Crane, crane, don't worry, wait patiently."

In front of Song Boyu, in addition to various dream bubbles, there was also a group of compressed crane-shaped words. As he touched it, the words unfolded, allowing him to understand its meaning.

After reading these crane-shaped characters, Song Boyu said in surprise: "That small part of Xu State did not die out. After more than 600 years in Yinyuan, it merged into a small world of Yinyuan and became a part of it? It's really surprising. , I wonder if those kendo seeds I unilaterally arranged in Xu State will sprout and take root and grow into big trees, or have they died long ago?

If it still existed, what kind of wonders of swordsmanship would emerge over the course of [-] years?Will there be what I need most right now, the Sword Dao pattern to further perfect my Jianqiu mark? "

Thinking of this, Song Boyu was fascinated, and he became more determined. He had to wait until the Yin Yuan was completed before the Yang God and the Dao Rune imprint could be united. If there really was a [-]-year-old sword art, it would be a pity not to learn from it. ?

The road still has to go step by step, Song Boyu decided to change his body first and go to Lingxufang Market to buy some demon flesh and blood.

The familiar Fairy Zhou with the white sword in the embroidered mouth appeared at the space node, and the surrounding monks became quiet and unconsciously moved away from Fairy Zhou.

After Song Boyu's incarnation, Fairy Zhou, left, someone who didn't understand asked: "Why were you so scared just now? Who is that fairy!"

"How many years have you been in seclusion? How come you don't know Fairy Zhou with the White Sword with a Embroidered Mouth? She has suddenly risen in the past six months and is as dazzling as the sun among the Yin Shen monks. She has a fierce reputation!"

"In the past six months, all the wanted bounties at the Yin Shen level near Shangxiang have been wiped out. Many veteran evil cultivators and demons entrenched in various places have been killed by her with the terrifying Rainstorm Sword Pills."

"Yes, this week the fairy is now known as the Xuanzi Hunting No. 1, and she is unparalleled in the limelight."

"However, the killing was so heavy that it offended a large number of monks. I heard that her enemies collected talisman gold and invited a strong man at the visualization level to kill her completely."

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Song Boyu didn't hear everyone's discussion, but he was very cautious at all times in Lingxu. The divine jade Xuanhuang eyes between Yangshen's brows kept scanning and observing the surroundings, and flew towards Lingxu Fangshi at high speed.

After a while, his expression became unpredictable, and he suddenly stopped in the air, and the sword energy around him swirled, and he flew directly to the west.

"No, this damn little bitch has seen through our ambush barrier, give chase!"

A short, fat male cultivator emerged from the void, and then six cultivators who looked very similar to him appeared, all with dull and cold expressions.

The seven people turned into seven rays of gray light and chased towards the west. Song Boyu deliberately hung each other up, speeding up and slowing down all the time, until half an hour later, he directly dived into a secret realm.

The short and fat male cultivator seemed suspicious and worried about an ambush, so he snapped his fingers and asked a monk who looked very similar to himself to chase him in. After waiting for a stick of incense, he led all the remaining monks into the secret realm.

This secret realm is full of iron ore, just like a large natural mine. Unfortunately, ordinary iron ore is useless to monks, so few people come here.

The first monk to enter was exuding cold power and exhaled gray-white gas, which had already frozen Fairy Zhou into ice.

"They say you are very powerful, and the white sword with the embroidered mouth is as fast as the storm. I thought it would be very difficult, but I didn't expect that just one breath from a silver corpse would freeze you into ice. It's really disappointing."

The short, fat male cultivator shook his head, took out a black cloth bag, and was about to put the frozen Zhou Fairy into it.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a chill suddenly arose behind the pudgy monk, and there were even sounds of piercing the air coming one after another.

(End of this chapter)