Chapter 158: Human Massacre of Human Traffickers (Thanks to the leader, Ao Ran Yiyu!)
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With his lungs swelling and contracting, Anjing spit out a sword of blood and energy, and a sword light flashed through, causing a crack to appear on the door.
And as the injured energy accumulated in the body was discharged, the Taibai evil energy in his body began to spin smoothly, and soon it reached thirty-nine channels - except for the three "natal essences" that represented Anjing's origin. , the other thirty-six channels can be used as you wish!
Fu Xie Sword Spirit also said with admiration at this moment: "Innate Taoist... An Jing, congratulations on your understanding of the true meaning of Xuan Gong. From now on, opening the spirit and refining the Qi and the eighteen taboos will be a smooth road for you! "
"Is there still such a thing?"
An Jing didn't quite understand. For him, it was nothing more than running the Xuan Gong step by step, condensing Qi and refining evil, and smelting magic... This smoothness already made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't expect that what he did was better than I thought it was fine.
"Of course." Fu Xie said matter-of-factly: "You have fully understood the nature of Taibai's forbidden species, and have begun to reshape yourself, attracting the favor of the great aura... Even if you are blessed by destiny and protected by luck, this is extraordinary. What an achievement!”
In the eyes of the sword spirit, with the help of the spiritual light of the great avenue, An Jing's soul has already smelted a trace of Gengjin Zhensha converted from the Taibai Forbidden Seed. This should have been the time when the smelting of the forbidden magic into the soul began after the ninth and tenth ban. The steps that should be taken.
But An Jing understood this essence in advance. From then on, every time he condensed the forbidden magic, he would increase the strength of his soul. This was for a monk who had to condense his spiritual thoughts into spiritual consciousness and prepare for foundation building. , has already entered the threshold of the peak of Qi refining.
And An Jing's already very strong soul will become even stronger!
Although Fu Xie had long known that An Jing would not have any obstacles at this stage, he was extremely surprised that An Jing could go so smoothly.
"It feels like, apart from the feedback from destiny, this is also because of Fu Xie's blessing on me."
But An Jing came to some understanding - although he was very talented and a true genius, he was not so talented as to be such a monster.
Even the blessing of destiny is only part of the inspiration. Without a strong enough foundation, this cannot be achieved.
It is because Fuxie, the former immortal sword, resides in his body, and with the blessing of Fuxie's Dao Spirit and Tianxuan True Talisman, he can mobilize these evil sword energies at will, so that his cultivation path can be so smooth, and he can make rapid progress in the Sword Immortal Technique. .
However, this is also the reward he got after fighting for his life and breaking through many obstacles!
In other words, this is indeed the talent he deserves!
"The body...has become very light!"
At this moment, An Jing is also very surprised to experience his own progress.
After condensing the Third Taboo, the body that was getting heavier due to practicing the Taibai Haoling Divine Taboo has now become much lighter - the weight has not dropped, but the strength has increased a lot.
With greater strength, it becomes easier to perform Xuan Bu. Not to mention being agile, at least it is fast enough and powerful enough to make bricks fly.
Now, the martial arts essence is flowing like a tide, which has increased the recovery speed of An Jing's Taibai evil spirit, almost equal to that of ordinary Qi refining monks.
Before Ruchao, he needed four hours of self-cultivation to recover one Taibai evil spirit, but now, he can recover two in one hour.
Even if all thirty-six channels are used up, it only takes eighteen hours, or a day and a half, to recover.
In this way, Anjing no longer needs to waste jade steel and hardware when it is safe - of course, if there is any, the recovery will be faster.
As for qi refining, he condensed the two magical restraints on his arms and legs in one breath, and achieved a qualitative leap in terms of pure strength.
At this point, An Jing, who has advanced in martial arts and immortality, is completely unafraid of the inner strength of the virtual world. As long as it is not the peak of the inner strength of the four or five gods, he can fight and defeat it head-on.
With this kind of strength, he could walk sideways in Kanming City, where the guarding martial arts master had not yet returned.
The next step is to start preparing for external harvesting and internal refining, condensing magical powers, and officially advancing to internal strength. "It's time to go."
Raising his head, An Jing looked at the crack in the door of the quiet room. Although it was still dim, there was already a glimmer of light.
The night has passed, and now is the dawn of the second day.
Feeling refreshed, Anjing opened the door of the quiet room and walked out of the gate of Youde Garden.
All the waiters and maids along the way saw that he had made a breakthrough in cultivation and congratulated him one after another, while An Jing waved in response with some reserve.
Although he seemed a little arrogant, he also distributed a lot of copper coins, which made everyone happy and there were compliments and congratulations.
"There has been some unrest in the city recently, Master Xuan, you should be careful."
On the way back to the inn, the steward of Youde Garden wanted to send someone to escort An Jing, but An Jing refused.
The guests had already spoken for themselves, so Manager Li naturally couldn't say much, but he still reminded him tactfully: "Recently, there have been demons coming out again, and the demon sect in the mountains has also made strange movements... Although the city is safe, you have to be careful. Who knows the demon sect? Won’t you take advantage of the situation to cause chaos?”
"I see."
An Jing kept it in mind, but on the surface he didn't care.
The title of the guardian master of Kanming City is 'Weiyang Fist'. An Jing had not realized it before, but after thinking about it recently, he had some vague guesses.
The master of the Demon Sect who rushed to the depths of the Western Mountains as soon as possible to severely injure the evil demon and forced the opponent to show his trump card. The martial arts he used seemed to be of the Yang attribute?
If nothing unexpected happens, Weiyangquan Shuzheng is, as Li Jiaoxi said before he died, a demon sect master lurking in Dachen!
Such important frontier lands were eroded by the Demonic Cult, and it was difficult for Anjing to evaluate Dachen's management level - it should be noted that after the Demonic Cult master left, Kanming City became chaotic.
But if I have to say it, it’s not surprising at all. The reason why there is so much chaos in the northwest border is because this is where the Tianyi Sect and Dachen fight. Shu Zheng is both a lurker of the Demon Sect and an official of Dachen. Naturally, he can suppress the local families openly and secretly. Use demonic methods to eradicate threats.
In addition, spies are inherently more serious and diligent in their work than their own people. In this way, Kanming City will be at peace.
Therefore, he did not agree with what Manager Li said about the chaos of the Demon Sect, because the surrounding forces of the Demon Sect had been wiped out by the Red Armor Guards and the Heavenly Demon, and the deepest hidden master had also died at the hands of the Heavenly Demon.
At this time, the Demon Cult is probably still licking its wounds and has no energy to cause trouble anymore.
So, who is causing trouble now?
Walking on the way back to the inn, An Jingben was still thinking about this issue.
But soon, he discovered that he didn't need to think anymore.
Because, he suddenly felt a wave of malice directed at him.
Complexity and greed are not so much murderous as the desire for something precious.
A kind of pure malice that regards people as pigs, dogs, and goods.
The evil intentions of human traffickers.
(End of chapter)