Immortal Devil Transformation

Yanlai Town.

In a quiet small courtyard, Chen Feirong is washing vegetables.

She had put on the coarse clothes worn by ordinary women. At this moment, in the sun, she could see some slight wrinkles in her brow area. From her face, she could see the secrets of some years.

She washes her vegetables very carefully, but doesn't usually do these things, so she's always a little rusty compared to using a sword.

Some slightly rickety, dull eyes, no more iron blood on her body, and the old man in the ordinary street alley had nothing like Uncle Liu walked over and sat down on a small bench next to her.

Chen Feirong smiled slightly at him and continued to concentrate on washing vegetables.

“Your swords did not go fast with light spirits, but rather the path of Ling Li's killing. Are you a master from the Sovereign Sword Sect?” Uncle Liu watched her wash her vegetables and asked out loud.

Chen Feirong shouted, “But it is said that no one in the royal sword sect can reach the great saint, and no one can truly raise the sword. ”

“You have a lot of secrets.” Uncle Liu nodded and looked into her eyes and said seriously.

Chen Feirong smiled sweetly and looked at Uncle Liu with an interesting look. "Don't you have many secrets too? To be able to hide the healing atmosphere so well, to be so precise in every step of the way, with the breath of killing all the hearty dead mountains... I'm afraid only those in the army? In fact, I'm also curious... how people like you can be left outside, and how can you sit here and watch me wash my vegetables? ”

Uncle Liu's face was slightly heavy and said softly: “I don't care what secrets you have, but he is different from most people in the world. I don't want you to use him as a tool to help you achieve a certain purpose. ”

“You mean Lin Xi?” Chen Feirong smiled like a cunning fox. "He is a very nice and interesting young man," he said. ”

Uncle Liu's eyebrows wrinkled, but without waiting for him to say anything, the look on Chen Feirong's face was that he had become somewhat of an amazing solemn.

“You can rest assured… that your heart will be beaten.” Chen Feirong looked at him and said: "Just because I have my secrets and my purpose, this purpose is more important to me than anything else in my life, so anyone who can help me achieve this purpose, I will value it more than I value my life. ”

“You may not understand.” Chen Feirong's face revealed a sentimental color that she had never seen before. She closed her eyes slightly and looked at the sun in the sky. Then she slowly said: “Sometimes what you are after is too far away from you, and you don't want to give up... this thing becomes unconsciously the only purpose and reason to live. I saw Lin Xi's abilities and future, and when he accepted me, I saw hope. So when he promised me to be his doorman, I really took him for my part... and I would do everything I could to help him at any cost. ”

“And you're all good people.” Chen Feirong finally added this additional sentence.

Uncle Liu dropped his eyelids in an obscure way: “Good man? ”

“Someone who can live and die together… someone who can cause trouble for a friend, someone he can't even provoke, is of course a good person.” Chen Feirong smiled.

Uncle Liu sighed and his face softened completely. “So you will listen to him. Ansheng will help him guard the business name? ”

Chen Feirong nodded and said naturally, “Of course... with his current ability, he can take down the thirteen heavenly magic armor, and guarantee your safety. He is destined to go to a position that will make the world look up to him. As his doorman, I just need to wait patiently. ”

Uncle Liu couldn't help but smile.

Who would have thought that it was just a small courtyard in the home of a dynasty mayor who already housed a great soul master and a national sergeant?

……

Everyone has secrets, and Lin Xie has many secrets.

In the quiet little courtyard room with the sunset slope, Lin Xie sitting on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

“Those black sturgeons and iron-headed dog fish are not eaten for nothing...”

He opened his eyes and took a long breath of dull air before smiling brilliantly.

His practice has always been more painful than anyone thought, because of his ability to do it again, and he has challenged the limits of life and death many times during these days of practice.

No one knew that he had climbed a cliff while practicing archery and then jumped off a high cliff, just to be able to overcome the natural fear of standing at the edge of a cliff and falling free, just to sharpen his mind.

Plus what the fishmongers caught that the regular practitioners couldn't eat helped him a lot, so his fix, in fact, was constantly improving very quickly.

He had already felt his soul strength repaired as a sign of a hidden breakthrough as he set out to the North Canopy.

He feels a slight beating on the entire surface of the body's skin as his soul moves through the body.

This time, perhaps the oppression of a powerful opponent of the North Canopy War also played a role, and his fixation truly broke this threshold.

His skin didn't seem to change at the moment, but in his senses, he seemed to have numerous waves sweeping through his skin's surface.

The effect of the Soul Force vibration, even more so, is felt by the skin.

This is what is called "shuffling” in spiritual practice.

Lin Xi knows that for ordinary martial artists, there is talk of skin refining, bone refining, muscle refining, medulla refining.

Through constant exercise, ordinary martial arts improve the strength and strength of the skin and muscles, improve appetite, enhance visceral function, and ultimately play a role in enriching the atmosphere, blood and vitality, and constantly improve force.

But the cultivators are from the inside out, and vice versa.

It's like using your own spiritual world, your mind, to change your body from the inside out.

It starts with the strength and blood of the soul, then slowly grows its own flesh from the inside out.

Wushu skin refining muscle is the easiest, but practitioners are the opposite, easy to gut, spiritual power is difficult to penetrate outside the skin.

The soul strength of the spiritualist can only regulate the internal air and blood of the body, while the spiritualist repairs it to have shocked the body and penetrated the body's skin.

And if the skin is “washed” by a wave, it is a clear difference above and below the middle-class spiritualist. At the peak of the spiritualist, when the movement will break towards the great spiritualist, the spiritual power will penetrate the body's hair, even the body's hair will feel the brushing shock of the spiritual power, called "permeation”.

Lin Xi's cultivation has finally been slowly practiced over the middle-class soulmaster, and the 400-kg stone ball can be lifted easily.

The spiritual practice of this world is a wonderful thing.

When a bowl of water spills, a whole new world will emerge.

This practice has accumulated to a certain degree, suddenly it seems to push open a door, inside and outside the body feeling different from before, to make Lin Xie very happy.

Lin Xi stood up from his couch, but he stretched his hands out into his eyes.

He stopped slightly.

In Beicang Cave, his right hand was severely shattered, even his palm and blade handle were brushed between the fierce friction, a lot of flesh.

Even if the practitioner's resilience was stronger and he applied some ointment, it would take him at least a dozen days to recover.

But it was only five days before Beicang Cave came back injured, but he found that the wounds on his palms had all been scabbed off, and the scars on the cracked tiger mouth were all itchy.

This feeling is also a precursor to the scar coming off.

“Perception."

“Healing”

“Top secret."

Between Lin Xi and Xi Xiao, he immediately thought of the last six words of the "Ming Wang Jail Break” cultivation map taught to him by Luo Houyuan.

He immediately took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

And just for a moment, he was incredible. He screamed softly, opened his eyes and turned to look behind him.

The basement behind him was a crate with his "Dawn” sword and divine pear wooden bow.

He's just trying to perceive.

But just as he closed his eyes and carefully perceived the dark world around him, he felt this dawn sword glowing, seemingly summoning himself.

He really felt the presence of the Dawn Sword in this big crate!

“Isn't this a little too exciting? ”

Lin Xi couldn't help but blink herself, some mocking muttered, then he immediately closed his eyes again.

Once again, he felt the presence of the Dawn Sword. This time he calmed down, his attention was more focused and his mind was more calm. He felt the inscription on the Dawn Sword shining with some unknown smell.

The crate that blocked him from this sword does not seem to exist in the world.

Yet he did not feel the presence of the divine pear wooden bow and three of its arrows.

“Is this the special part of the rune... is this the first step to officially embarking on a star that can fly a sword? ”

Lin Xi's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened her eyes. Some joy and comfort whispered to herself, such as enlightened.

“Good pervert, isn't that self mutilating...” Then he said to himself again, but opened the crate, took out the dawn sword and cut a small bite on his arm.

Blood spills in the small mouth.

Unlike the average person, however, the blood flowing from Lin Xi's wound quickly changed from a strand to a tiny blood bead, and the sooner it cleared, the smaller the blood bead will no longer emerge.

Lin Xi said that he was perverted, but after cutting this wound, he didn't have half a joke, he felt it more seriously.

And when the blood beads stopped coming out, he felt completely clear and exhaled for a long breath.

The “healing” of this Ming Wang prison break really can make less blood when injured, so that the wound will recover more quickly.

Only for Lin Xi, less bleeding does not mean less bleeding, less bleeding in one wound, more knife chopped, more bleeding, will still die.

So the best thing, of course, is to float in the rivers and lakes, but not to be knifed.