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In the Immortal Mansion, the smell of blood filled the air.
On the first day, Lin Fei was bloody and bloody, his clothes stained red and drained of blood.
The evil spirit brought by the "killing sword" constantly invades the body, destroys the body's functions, and recovery means damage. [
The "killing sword" is not even half an inch deep, and is filled with evil energy.
The next day, the flesh and blood were still blurry.
Lin Fei insisted hard.
On the third day, half of the "Killing Sword" was left, which was terrifying to see.
After three days of persistence, Lin Fei's face was full of exhaustion.
"It is more difficult than imagined to enter the body with an immortal sword. It can hone one's martial will." Lin Fei's true energy circulated, and his wounds recovered quickly. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, "Fudo Mingou is so effective, otherwise this time it would be really troublesome."
Soon, Lin Fei's wound recovered.
"There are still seven days left. With my strength, I can definitely hold on!"
Lin Fei refined the "Killing Sword" again.
Wow~~
The body that had originally recovered collapsed instantly, bleeding profusely.
Lin Fei's face was ferocious, and severe pain spread throughout his body.
The pain of the Sword Immortal hurts the internal organs.
At the same time, it is also an important step in tempering the will. It is difficult to become a swordsman. Physical and mental pain is the first step, tempering the will is the second step, and the fusion of flying swords is the third step.
One wrong step, every wrong step.
At worst, he will lose his qualification as a swordsman.
In severe cases, both the spirit and the soul will be destroyed, and all the people and swords will be killed.
Being a swordsman is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Generally speaking, if a swordsman survives for three days, his combat effectiveness will be better than that of a strong person at the same level, and he can barely reach the next level to fight. [
On the fourth day, Lin Fei was like a mummy, bloodless.
The second stage of the Sword Immortal is the union of flesh and blood.
The word natal flying sword represents the important meaning of natal flying sword.
One's life, one's life, since it is one's life, is part of the body, and the integration of flesh and blood is an indispensable step to go through.
The natal flying sword is damaged and the deity is damaged.
The flying sword of my life was destroyed, and my vitality was seriously injured.
Flesh and blood become one, and in four days, if Qi and blood are not strong, how can one persevere? One bad thing will affect future cultivation.
On the fifth day, Lin Fei was as skinny as wood and almost unrecognizable, and his face looked even more tired.
"Transform into a dragon~"
Lin Fei was already prepared.
A body of ten feet, sitting cross-legged in the void, exerting the dragon's power and vitality.
The true energy is billowing, filling the whole body, forming a whirlpool of true energy around him.
"I don't believe that with the "Qinglong True Body" around, my energy and blood will not be able to survive."
The sixth day, the seventh day
With the "Qinglong True Body" activated, Lin Fei was still like a huge mummy. If it weren't for the constant persistence of true energy, which stimulated his flesh and blood to continuously create qi and blood to supply and demand the "killing sword".
Lin Fei had already failed.
As soon as the seventh day passed, the most difficult step was passed. The "killing sword" was all in the body, and the shape of the sword continued to shrink, becoming a standard mini version.
In the second step, flesh and blood are united and the refining is successful.
"The road to becoming a Sword Immortal is indeed very difficult. I almost couldn't persevere." Lin Fei was thankful, "Thanks to my "Qinglong True Body", my energy and blood are strong, so I can just replenish it."
The third step is to refine your life.
This step is a test of will.
Wow~~[
Lin Fei calmed down and felt as if he had entered a mysterious world.
Empty, empty as far as the eye can see.
Silence, a huge space, silence, terrifying silence.
"Swish swish~~"
The sword light flew by.
One flying sword, two flying swords. In a huge space, the flying swords were rampant, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the sword light filled the air.
"咻咻~~"
Lin Fei's body was penetrated by a sword.
Severe pain, pain from the soul.
"Here comes the tempering of will."
Lin Fei sat cross-legged in the sky and said firmly, "Hmph, I have Immovable Pluto here, just to see how powerful the flying sword is."
"Fudo Myooh."
A low voice came from Lin Fei's throat.
"Boom~"
The three-headed and six-armed King Fudo appeared in the vast void. With his hands united, he recited the Sutra of Fudo Myoyo and spread it across the vast world of space.
Lin Fei followed and chanted silently.
"Dang Dang Dang~~"
Dozens of sword rivers roared in and hit King Fudo.
at the same time.
Outside the dynasty battlefield.
The gods and demons An Changhou and Dongxu were sitting cross-legged on the high mountain, motionless, with the Tianxian Mountains in their field of vision.
"It's been ten days, and that kid doesn't come out. He's really good at hiding."
An Changhou has great magical powers. He can sense the opponent as soon as he comes out. He has not seen the opponent for ten days.
"Brother An, don't worry, this kid will come out sooner or later." Dongxu said, "Unless he hides in the Immortal Mansion for the rest of his life and never comes out."
An Changhou looked at the Tianxian Mountains with murderous intent, "I think that I, the god and demon An Changhou, have lived for a hundred thousand years, and I don't know how many storms and waves have passed. I never thought that it would fall on a young man, causing the young master to die on the spot. This revenge If you don’t retaliate, why should I go to see the clan leader?”
"This son deserves to be killed." Dongxu said angrily, "If this son is killed, the sect behind him will be punished, the dynasty behind him will be punished, and the family behind him will be punished."
Three of them were executed in one go, and their anger surged to the sky.
The demon An Changhou closed his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, there was a strong murderous intent.
Day eight.
ninth day.
tenth day.
In the entire space, King Fudo Ming sat cross-legged.
Boom boom boom~~
The shadows of swords all over the sky, like mountains, like long rivers, like the endless stream of water, fell on Fudo Ming King with a roar.
Every time an attack landed, Fudo Meio struck out at will with his three heads and six arms. No matter it was Jianshan or Jianhe, he was shot out. Every time he was shot out, the power of the next attack doubled.
Fudo Myooh's counterattacks kept slowing down, as slow as an old cow.
"It's just the last step."
Lin Fei's body was disintegrated, and it seemed that he would collapse next time.
If it weren't for the Fudou Mingwang Sutra to stabilize Lin Fei's will, facing the endless sword attacks, his will would have collapsed long ago, and there would be no way to persevere now.
"I can definitely do it!"
"Boom~"
The king of immobility is shaken.
Lin Fei was shaken and on the verge of collapse, and his will was affected again.
Wow~
A river of swords at the edge, silver light twinkling, a river of bright stars, at the edge.
Lin Fei's heart tightened.
The strongest wave is coming. If you block this wave, you will become the strongest swordsman.
Regardless of the mere three steps, if most people want to become a Sword Immortal, it is good to pass the first step. The second step is very rare, and the third step is only a handful.
"Fudo Myoto, block for me!"
Lin Fei opened his eyes, and with a firm will, he threw himself into the long river of swordsmanship.
Block it, and the sword will become immortal.
If you can't stop it, your vitality and will will be severely damaged.
The long river of swordsmanship surged down.
The Fudo Ming King moved his head and six arms together to launch a series of defenses.
Lin Fei urged with all his strength.
Kakakka~~
Fudo Myooh keeps collapsing, and the long river of swordsmanship also keeps collapsing, like broken glass.
Lin Fei's eyebrows were beating, "Sword Immortal, the strongest Sword Immortal, who else but me, Fudo Mingwang can open it for me."
Wow~
Under the control of Lin Fei, the Fudo Myeong King once again enlarged his figure until he was a hundred feet in size, with three heads and six arms striking the long river of swordsmanship.
Lin Fei tried his best.
Crash.
The long river of swordsmanship broke apart and collapsed continuously.
Lin Fei was leisurely, as if in a dream. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)