Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan's face was calm, maintaining such a powerful sword formation requires extremely large soul power and true essence. Fortunately, it is on the spiritual spring that allows the consumption to be replenished in time.

And contrary to Jianming from the outside world, his heart at the moment became extremely quiet. He turned a blind eye to all sounds, and the whole person exuded a kind of transparent silence.

Ni Ba was horrified to discover that the sound of Wan Jian's sword began to change from an irregular sound to a regular and orderly sound.

Even the recent Four Swords, although their sword intents are different and their domains are different, they emit very similar frequencies and are constantly in harmony with the voice of Wanjian.

Not only Ni Ba, but Hua Jieyu was also extremely surprised. To adjust such frequency and sound field, how delicate control is needed.

In fact, Yang Qingxuan didn't do anything. He just constantly blended consciousness into the soul seal, so that he and Jianzhong became harmonious and harmonious, and his "meditation" made Wan Jian "quiet".

With the fusion of all the sword sounds, suddenly, Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows trembled, and the Secret Seal in his hand stopped, forming a weird handprint.

The sound of ten thousand swords instantly dissipated, and the turbulent sea water suddenly disappeared and everything became silent.

Then all the sword lights shook, broke the sea water, and rushed back to the sword grave.

The bottom of the sea became dim again, without any brilliance, only a small trickle sound could be heard.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan's eyes opened, shining like stars, in this gloomy seabed, like an endless galaxy.

His eyes only flashed, and the tens of thousands of stars disappeared again, returning to normal.

Yang Qingxuan lowered his head and found that the Lingquan in the pool had fallen by more than two-thirds compared to when he came a few months ago.

And as soon as he moved his body slightly, a sudden new force spread in his body.

Three flowers are great!

Yang Qingxuan's heart was overjoyed, and the time was shorter than expected. In addition to the effects of this spiritual spring, it should also be related to Ling Xiao Po. He also possesses various techniques and supernatural powers, and his understanding of martial arts is higher than that of ordinary people.

The total of these, let his breakthrough speed surpass ordinary warriors.

This time the physical body was still stuck in the late stage of Tongqiao, but it was obvious that the bottleneck was touched. As soon as the time came, it would naturally be able to break through.

"Sure enough, Martial Soul is the root of Human Race. It seems that I should strengthen my understanding of Jian Tomb."

After Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, he took out a scroll of Jin Queyu and opened it slowly in front of him.

At the same time, the zhenqi was poured into the jade book, and suddenly a radiant light spread out, showing countless runes, appearing above the pool, which is the entire story of the Five Spirits Longevity Secret Art.

Yang Qingxuan's gaze swept over one by one, and the characters of the Spirit Race were also derived from ancient secrets, and it was not difficult to recognize.

"Only ying and empty, far-ranging and quiet, Miao Xuan Yan Zi, Tong Meng Lugu..."

Although the characters are not difficult to recognize, they are mysterious and difficult to understand, and they contain a lot of grammar of the spirit race, which makes them confused.

After Yang Qingxuan had memorized the whole book of tactics and knowing the sea, he put away the golden que jade book and said, "Ni Ba, explain it to me."

Ni Ba didn't dare not obey, and immediately honestly explained his own understanding and interpretation of the Five Spirits Longevity Jue.

Hua Jieyu also stopped practicing and listened quietly to confirm his understanding.

A little bit of time passed, and half a month passed without knowing it.

The spiritual liquid in the pool consumed three-quarters.

On this day, Yang Qingxuan was cultivating the Five Spirits Longevity Art. Suddenly, he turned his hand and took out a jade card with radiance flowing on it.

It was the mission of hunting and killing the earth dragon received last time, and the publisher was calling everyone to go.

Yang Qingxuan put away the jade plaque and muttered to himself: "This spiritual spring happened to be consumed by me. Now I will kill the earth dragon. When I return, I can almost recover some of it. I hope it will be enough to break the Nirvana."

"How is it possible!" Ni Ba smiled dumbly: "Are you a leeks when the spirit spring? Just such a mouthful of spirit spring, it will take millions of years to conceive. If you want to recover three-quarters of the three-quarters you just consumed, you want to recover. It’s impossible without hundreds of years."

"Huh?" Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and said: "It's so difficult?"

Ni Ba nodded and said: "Yes. This thing consumes extremely fast to use, but it is extremely difficult to generate. This is also the reason why Lingquan is precious."

"Okay. The remaining quarter is not enough for me to break Nirvana."

Yang Qingxuan frowned slightly, but then relaxed.

Ni Ba said, "Although this Lingquan is not the best, but the quality is still passable. It's just that the red-eyed sea python was used up for most of it before, otherwise it will be enough for you."

Yang Qingxuan said, "I hope I can find another spiritual spring."

After getting used to this kind of cultivation environment, I developed dependence and addiction, and I don't want to practice in a worse place.

Ni Ba smiled bitterly: "The chance of finding another sip of spiritual spring is almost zero."

Yang Qingxuan also knew that he was greedy, he sighed, and immediately displayed some psychedelic little restraints to seal the spirit spring.

Then he sacrificed a small Wanlei magneto-optical disc and went away through the sea.

...

Forty-ninth island chain, in the main island trading hall.

In the task-receiving area, a large number of warriors suddenly appeared. Although they were all introverted, when they looked over, they were all undisclosed masters.

But there are also some warriors who don't hide anything, but directly expose their cultivation base, almost all of them exist in the Fragmented Nirvana Realm, which is frightening.

"Tong Lao, congratulations, the number has reached, and you can drive."

The person in charge of the task registration is arching his hands to an old man, his face is full of respect.

The old man with low eyebrows and kind eyes, silver hair and a vicissitudes of life, said with a wry smile: "It's been half a year, I have only found all the people, and I don't know if it will be possible."

The person in charge of the registration task smiled and said: "Earth Dragon is just the pinnacle of Nirvana, Tong Lao, you have found a hundred people, even if you are in Heaven, you can win it."

Tong Xue stroked his beard and nodded unceasingly, obviously also confident in this action.

There are people coming and going in the trading hall, but they are all scattered. It is relatively rare that dozens of powerful warriors are concentrated in one area.

But anyone with experience knows that this is about to start.

Yang Qingxuan entered the hall, still transformed into a Pipi Shrimp, wrapped in a black robe, and walked straight over.

Then take out the task jade medal and submit it to the person in charge of registration.

The person in charge of the registration looked at it, then pointed to Tong Xue on the side, and said, "This is the gold master of your trip, Mr. Tong Xuetong. As long as this mission is successful, you can receive the corresponding from me. Remuneration. What is your cultivation level? Confirm registration."

A sphere is placed on the registration counter, which is used to test the realm of cultivation.

As everyone watched, Yang Qingxuan stepped forward and put his hand up.

A piece of brilliance slowly dissipated, showing a layered ripple in the air.