Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan of course understands the strength of the sixth floor of gas refining. Pioneering the sea of gas is compared to condensing demon dan, but he very much understands how his strength has grown after condensing demon dan, which is a qualitative change.

But he doesn't want to know too much about the enemy's message. He also wants to know why humans are fighting demons, such as Zhao Liangqing, the five-story gas refiner, so little to look at, so he asked for help: “Please also guide! ”

Zhou Wenbin said: "Humans are not strong enough to fight ordinary demons, whether they are real or physical. You know that! ”

Li Qingshan nodded: “Humanity is using tools.” He remembered deeply that in previous life's political classes, the biggest difference between teacher speech, human beings and animals was the invention and use of tools, which had not changed even in this world of practice.

Zhou Wenbin glanced at him and said, "Well said, but do you feel the importance of tools now? Like this wind knife in your waist, how much do you think it increased your strength? ”

Li Qingshan consciously touched the wind knife and then shook his head slowly. Although the wind knife is a good weapon, it is not indispensable to him, nor has it changed his strength qualitatively.

"Because you haven't really learned how to use the tools yet," said Zhou Wenbin. Now, this knife, for you, is just the claw teeth of the beast, but with instinct, the people in the river and lake who dance swords, are actually just slightly stronger beasts. ”

Li Qingshan leaned forward and picked up the teapot and filled out a cup of tea for Zhou Wenbin: “Excuse me, what is the real tool? ”

“Like this!” Zhou Wenbin's eyes sparkled with light. In his broad cuffs, a sword flashed like a dragon, swimming beside him at a thunderous speed. Suddenly, he fell low, and suddenly flew high, drawing a continuous arc of light.

In the afternoon sunlight, the blade reflected a flash of light, flashing indefinitely next to the two.

Swordlight went straight into the sky, passing between the green willows, the willow leaves fell like rain, but the "rain” had not yet fallen, the sword flashed, hundreds of willow leaves, nailed to the trunk.

Zhou Wenbin pulled his finger, sword light moved again, crossed the calm surface of the pond, like a very sharp scissors, cut the surface of the water, then disappeared into the water, the next moment, from under the floating pin on the shore, and returned to Zhou Wenbin's sleeve.

Li Qingshan saw a glare. If he did not turn into a demon's body, he would never be able to resist such a sword. He had seen the horror of a sword assassination in the grandmaster's palace of the Dragon Gate sect, but no one manipulated the sword. He just stunned his head and went straight to make him fly the sword horrible. It was not deep enough to know him.

Now it is understood that when a real flying sword is encountered, there is no chance of touching it hard at all, because without the constraints of the human body, the skill of the flying sword transcends the ingenious swordsmanship of any extinct swordsman.

You can imagine if a sword like this came to you, if it didn't strike a thunderous sword, it could twist into your heart like a spiritual snake, and you couldn't even reach your enemies, and you didn't have a chance to fight them for their lives.

Unless you can resist the sharpness of a flying sword, or you can get faster than a flying sword, but that's what a few people can do, and that's the real tool of use, and humans can overwhelm the demons.

This way of using tools, he has seen it in the hands of Elder Feilong of the Palace of Swords. Compared to Elder Feilong's sword, Zhou Wenbin's sword is naturally far worse than Elder Feilong's. But because the power gap between them is so great, they can only see swordlight like rain, sword strength like rainbow, mountain rupture.

Instead of experiencing the delicacy and horror of a flying sword, my mind is filled with such horrible forces as are incomparable, and I am less surprised than I am now. Even more shocking is the fact that he can use the tools himself.

"The so-called use of tools is more common," said Zhou Wenbin. "It's more accurate to say that it's called a" royal vessel. "Swordsmiths are more common spiritual instruments. There are also tens of millions of kinds of spiritual instruments that can be used to kill enemies, or to fight enemies, or to attract minds. In short, there are tens of millions of uses. As long as you have enough genuine energy, you don't have to be bound by your hands and feet. You can use multiple spiritual instruments at the same time. Killing people is as easy as probing for objects. ”

“And all of this needs to be done before you can get through the four veins of the yin and yang, balance the way of the yin and yang, and then through the veins, and open the sea of yin and yang in your body. There is even a saying that only a gas refiner who opens the air sea is a real gas refiner and enters the practice. In short, a six-layer gas refiner, trying to kill a five-layer gas refiner, is extremely easy. ”

In other words, you can't be a rival of Zhuo Zhibe even if you have a good refiner.

Li Qingshan was sincere: “I see. Thank you, my lord, but the reason I chose to stay is not because I didn't know it was too shallow to live. ”

The two look at each other in silence, one firm, one suspicious.

"'If you insist,' said Zhou Wenbin. 'If you need any help, you can come to the county hall and find me, but you are Zhuo Zhibe's, and I can't turn my face over for you and Zhuo Zhibe, so do as you please. ”

Li Qingshan laughed: “That's nature. ”

Li Qingshan's relaxed and casual attitude made Zhou Wenbin wonder if he was mistaken. Does this guy really have a strong background?

“There is one thing I want to ask for your help right now. Where can I learn the art of the Imperial Instrument?” Li Qingshan, after seeing Zhou Wenbin's presentation, moved his mind and suddenly remembered the handless sword found in Zhao Liangqing's hundred bags last night. It seems that Zhao Liangqing's preparation for gas refining on the sixth floor is now in his hands, of course, to make full use of it.

Zhou Wenbin took a deep look at him: “Do you really think the sixth floor of gas refining is such a good breakthrough? ”

Li Qingshan said: “I will try.” His eyes filled with strong confidence, at least from a demonic point of view, he has now reached this point.

Zhou Wenbin said, “Normal defensive techniques are well known in the practice world, and it's nothing to teach you in advance. ”

Li Qingshan asked curiously: "Is there any other unusual defensive technique? ”

Zhou Wenbin said: "The Sword Palace has a special sword technique, not a knife, but a sword. The Xuanyin sect has the technique of managing ghosts, using ghosts as an instrument, and there are also some magic tricks, and the alchemy drives the corpses, but the corpses are used as an instrument. Without a doorman's magic, there's something unique about it, and I can't know it. ”

Xuanyin sect, mastery of ghosts! Li Qingshan's heart moved and remembered the page of the book he had obtained from the goddess, isn't it "Xuanyin Ghostmastery"? There must be some connection between the two. He figured out the history of the goddess, and might be able to figure out Xiao 'an's history. “Where is Xuanyin Sect? ”

This is an unknown common sense for practitioners in Qingzhou. Zhou Wenbin spoke a few words and did not notice any difference on Li Qingshan's face.

Li Qingshan wrote down eight words, “Far South, Wanghui Abyss”. For the first time, he learned that this Qingzhou super sect, but Zhou Wenbin didn't say much, and he didn't ask much.

I'm not strong enough to go that far. Xiao 'an hasn't remembered so much yet, he hasn't replied to the flesh... For countless reasons like this, there is a selfish thought hidden in him, he doesn't want Xiao 'an to leave his side! He doesn't want to be alone anymore!

It's ridiculous, but how tall can he be? He's as easy to pinch as an ant. He hates loneliness as an ordinary man.

So, for the first time, when he had the opportunity to spy on Ann, he became less determined than before.

The sun was shattered like a sword of willow leaves, finely spilled all over the teenager, he was not particularly handsome, but his angular bronze face, rarely appeared a little confused, but immediately became firm, decided to stick to the covenant and follow nature.

Zhou Wenbin came to the door of imperial art. The principle is certainly not complicated, but there are absolute requirements for the practice of the realm. After the opening of the sea of gas, the refiner, though unable to simply communicate the spirituality of the heavens and the earth, is moving in this direction. It starts to sense all kinds of spiritual objects.

Of course, everything is spiritual, but the more spiritual it is, the stronger the sensation, and it is impossible to manipulate flowers to harm enemies. The gas refiner chooses a spiritual apparatus that is cleaned day and night with its own true qi until a subtle sensing and contact with the apparatus is created, which can be manipulated in isolation, like turning itself into a magnet to manipulate iron.

Li Qingshan expressed gratitude. The more this commonsense thing, the greater the help to him, because being able to be used as a recognized commonsense by gas refiners is an indispensable foundation. He was born of recklessness, without a master, without a teacher's door, without opportunities for systematic learning.

Zhou Wenbin grinned: “Is it just empty teeth? ”

Li Qingshan, is this one going to accept the bribe?

Zhou Wenbin hinted: "You should have had a lot of gains last night, like silver or something?” Li Qingshan shunned the old man's hundred bags, of course, but his eyes were not.

Li Qingshan dropped his glasses: “You are Tang Zhi County, a six-story gas refiner, ruling hundreds of thousands of people, who actually asked me for money from a poor kid? ”

Zhou Wenbin said: “Why are you shouting so loud? I don't want you for nothing? Because of the size of the population, there are many places to spend money. It's useless to keep the silver, so why don't you give it to me, and I'll swap it with a condenser. ”

Li Qingshan was surprised: “Why is that?” Let him buy coagulation pills with silver, and of course he will, unless he really intends to buy a girl, silver doesn't do him much good.

Zhou Wenbin, the six-story gas refiner. Do you need silver instead? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)