Chapter 102 Mysterious Splitting Technique
Lu Xiaotian was not in a relaxed mood when he returned to the inn. Although he ran on Qian Dali in public to make him a rat, but someone like Qian Dali would definitely not let him go, but he would not let him go. Know what measures the other party will take.
Lu Xiaotian was extremely depressed when he thought that when he returned to the inn just now, the monks on the road got out of the way, showing awe, ridicule, or avoiding the god of plague.
After calming down, Lu Xiaotian took out the storage bags of the hook-nosed old man and others. The first thing to open was naturally the storage bag of the hook-nosed old man. This person was the most troublesome. Any other disciple with a magic weapon would be killed by this person if he didn't have the best spiritual armor to protect him. That set of swords is extremely domineering. If the other party had a magic weapon, he might not be able to come back this time.
"Split the Mysterious Technique!" From the sword formation commanded by the hook-nosed old man, his spiritual consciousness must be far superior to that of monks of the same level. He picked up the jade slip in his hand, Lu Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness entered it, and suddenly saw these few Simple big characters. Next is the secret method of cultivating divine consciousness and the method of refining the God-Splitting Blade.
"The God-Splitting Blade can actually cut a person's soul into two halves!" Lu Xiaotian was shocked. If a person's soul is hit hard by this, he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. Moreover, the pain of the attack on the soul is very human. I can bear it. This secret technique is actually used for practice. The person who created this secret technique is either a genius or a madman.
Looking at the other objects in the hook-nosed old man's storage bag, in addition to a large number of spiritual stones, there are some spiritual objects used to refine the God-Splitting Blade.
There are also a few miscellaneous exercises and handbooks. There are various spiritual root attributes, as well as several different spiritual weapons. It seems that they were intercepted and looted from other monks.
Amazingly, there was a book in it called "Little Four Elephant Sword Techniques". Lu Xiaozai opened it and read it again, and couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that the old man with the hooked nose used the sword in this sword technique. Array. According to the introduction in the sword art, he, a Qi refining monk, would not be able to successfully practice.
It should be by chance that I obtained the Mysterious Splitting Technique and successfully practiced it, and my spiritual consciousness improved greatly. That makes sense. Although the Little Four Elephant Sword Formation was unparalleled in power, it was short of time and was of little help to him entering the Bloody Forbidden Land. As for whether to practice after entering the foundation building period, it depends on the situation.
In addition, there was actually a "Hunyuan Jing" from the middle stage of foundation building and a broken map.
He soon discovered that the material used in this map was exactly the same as the leather spiritual paper such as Hunyuan Jing Shu Pu.
There was nothing worth looking at in the storage bag of the middle-aged man in blue shirt and the stubby man. Apart from spiritual stones, there were some spiritual herbs that could be exchanged for spiritual stones.
“Hey!” Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised when he opened the old woman’s storage bag. Except for three black scales with no trace of origin. There are actually three blue poisonous needles. According to the introduction in the book manual, these three shadowless needles are as light as cow hairs, and they are designed to break the body-protecting spiritual shield. They are extremely domineering. In the world of cultivation, strength has always been used to judge rankings. This old woman was called the second sister by the hook-nosed old man, ranking second. Although her cultivation level is slightly lower, with these vicious poisonous needles, she is second in strength. To the old man.
“Fortunately, this old woman’s cultivation level is slightly lower, otherwise she would really be in danger this time.” Lu Xiaotian’s heart trembled. If Bingpo Xuanyin’s spiritual attack had not been miraculous, once this old woman had the same The old man surrounded him together, and he would definitely be unable to defeat the four-handed man with two fists.
"Why is this small piece of map so similar to the hook-nosed old man?"
Lu Xiaotian was puzzled, so he took out the previous map and compared it, and found that the two maps could be spliced together. However, this is still not a complete map.
Lu Xiaotian couldn't figure out the function of the map for a while, but it was not an accident that it was collected by two people at the same time. It should be a terrain map somewhere.
After sorting out the things, the spirit stones were sent directly into the barrier. Except for a few shadowless needles, some useless spiritual weapons were put directly into a storage bag. Lu Xiaotian planned to find time to deal with them. .
“It’s the Mystery Splitting Technique. Once you collect all the spiritual objects, you can try it.” After realizing how difficult the hook-nosed old man was, Lu Xiaotian also paid special attention to the role of spiritual consciousness. After packing his things, Lu Xiaotian took out the elixir and nursed back his injuries a little. In fact, his injuries were not serious. Most of the attacks from the old man's sword formation were blocked by the ice silk silkworm armor. After taking the elixir and adjusting the breath for a while, the condition will be cured.
The next day, Lu Xiaotian went to Zhou's Forge to retrieve the flying sword. At this time, the flying sword was shining with golden light and extremely sharp. He tried to control it with his spiritual consciousness. It could be big or small, and it fit well. mind.
"How about Senior Brother Lu?" the strong man with a hammer who was responsible for sharpening the sword asked with a smile.
“Not bad, very satisfied.” Lu Xiaotian settled the remaining spirit stones, turned around and left.
“Senior Brother Lu, wait a moment.” Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was leaving, the hammer man called out hurriedly.
"Is there anything else?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Brother Lu, please go to the Bloody Forbidden Land. You offended Qian Dali two days ago. His son Qian Xu will also go this time. Qian Xu is an extremely powerful person. You should be careful. I also heard that Luo Qian has also recovered from his injury and should go too," the hammer man said in a low voice.
"Why are you telling me this?" Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised. Ever since he publicly contradicted Qian Dali, Peng Dayong, who often came to visit him, could not even see a shadow of him. Others are even more afraid to avoid it. He didn't expect that this hammer man, whom he had never met before, would remind him, which somewhat surprised him.
"Qian Xu and I have some issues with him, and we must retaliate. Although Qian Dali is a senior foundation builder, I know his character clearly. I have long disliked the Qian family and his son. I have other dissatisfaction." There are many people from the Qian family, but none of them are as courageous as Senior Brother Lu, and they dare to accept the gift of money in public." The hammer man smiled with admiration on his face.
"I was also made anxious by him. A rabbit bites people when it is anxious, let alone a human being." Lu Xiaotian smiled helplessly, and just as he was about to say a few words, a transmission note came from a distance.
Lu Xiaotian took the transmission note, and a majestic voice sounded, "Qinglian Peak Region disciples who have signed up to enter the Bloody Forbidden Land, immediately go to the foot of Qinglian Peak Mountain and set off in an hour."
"This is the Qinglian Peak Witch Palm. Feng's order is not to waste Senior Brother Lu's time. Senior Brother Lu, go quickly, it will be bad if you waste time," said the big man with the hammer.
Lu Xiaotian nodded in thanks. This time he learned his lesson and booked Linghe in advance. It only took a stick of incense to arrive at Qinglian Peak. Under the towering giant front, there are already more than a dozen disciples, Jinghou, here. Peng Dayong flinched when he saw Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but secretly cooed at Lu Xiaotian. Following Peng Dayong's hint, Lu Xiaotian looked over and saw a thin young man in black clothes who looked somewhat similar to Qian Dali. At this time Zheng looked over coldly. Lu Xiaotian nodded secretly. He thought Peng Dayong was a loser before, but he misunderstood him.
In this case, you can also secretly remind him that it is already pretty good compared to some of his fellow disciples who are adding insult to injury.
Lu Xiaotian didn’t care about Qian Dali and the hostile looks from the two monks around him. He wasn’t even afraid of his father, so why would he be worried about this little one? Lu Xiaotian sat aside and meditated while he still had some time.
(End of this chapter)