"Could it be that Dragon Sword is Nan Ke Yimeng?" Deng Jiuling was a little puzzled.
In the next few days, Deng Jiuling was on Putuo Island, listening to Professor Sun's lecture.
However, Deng Jiuling had no intention of listening to the class.
This unscientific!
Perhaps the ancient battlefields, meteors, Baiqi, and Mangdang Mountain are all illusions.
But when Deng Jiuling drew his sword, that feeling was very real.
"Could it be...?" Deng Jiuling suddenly thought of a possibility.
On this day, Deng Jiuling returned to his home after finishing the class, stepping into the world of life and death.
In the space of the book of life and death, three thousand monuments stand like stars.
In the center of the four largest stone steles in the innermost layer, a long sword is inserted upside down.
This sword is impressively-Slashing the Dragon!
"The Dragon Slashing Sword is indeed in the Taoist tablet." Deng Jiuling was speechless.
But thinking about it carefully, Deng Jiuling didn't feel strange.
The place of inheritance is below the medicine pond, and the meaning of the medicine pond is three thousand monuments.
For a long time, Deng Jiuling thought that these Taoist monuments were left by Sun Simiao for future generations to use in trials and struggles for hegemony.
But now Deng Jiuling understands the significance of these Taoist monuments.
It is to construct a natural spirit gathering formation to provide energy for the Dragon Slashing Sword.
"Unless I refine three thousand steles, I won't be able to get the Dragon Slashing Sword out of its sheath at all."
Deng Jiuling couldn't laugh or cry, and felt like a cocoon.
The three thousand monuments belong to Deng Jiuling, allowing Deng Jiuling to comprehend the three thousand avenues at any time.
But these stone monuments turned into a huge formation, which firmly protected the Dragon Slashing Sword.
"Forget it, I already have the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword, and I have the sword-drawing style of the predecessors from all over the world. It doesn't matter if I don't need a sword."
Deng Jiuling shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, the Dragon Slashing Sword had already belonged to Deng Jiuling, but it was temporarily unusable.
This sword was able to help Bai Qi in the past, smashing through the city with one sword, and destroying 400,000 people with sword aura, how terrifying and powerful it was!
Dang!
"This sword, even if I use it now, I'm afraid I won't be able to move it."
Deng Jiuling picked up the book and began to read Professor Sun's alchemy experience.
Deng Jiuling can make alchemy by relying on his life and death book, but this does not prevent Deng Jiuling from learning alchemy.
Deng Jiuling had a feeling that only the more knowledge of pill medicine he mastered, the stronger the pill of life and death would be.
With such time as water, Professor Sun gave Deng Jiuling a small stove day and night, and personally demonstrated alchemy.
With his strong mental power, Deng Jiuling's alchemy techniques are rapidly soaring.
Through this process of alchemy, Deng Jiuling discovered that with the improvement of alchemy techniques, his spiritual power has become stronger and stronger.
When Deng Jiuling said this doubt, Professor Sun suddenly smiled: "Deng Xiao, do you know that martial arts in this world can actually be divided into three categories."
"General martial arts masters and horizontal training masters, besides these two, is there a spiritual master?" Deng Jiuling said tentatively.
"Not bad." Professor Sun said solemnly, stroking the white beard. "The spiritual master is the most terrifying. For example, the Duanmu Dragon, who doesn't seem to understand martial arts, is actually the spiritual master."
"That's it." Deng Jiuling nodded, and suddenly realized: "No wonder Duanmulong doesn't feel very good to me. I always feel dangerous."
Mental power is invisible and colorless, and scientific and technological instruments can't detect it. Attacks can be launched at any time, making people hard to defend.
However, even if he encountered Duanmulong now, Deng Jiuling would not be too concerned.
Because Deng Jiuling, with a seven-treasure glazed body, can simultaneously perform physical and mental defenses.
This is Deng Jiuling's self-confidence!
"Deng Xiao, this trip to the Ghost Mountain contains opportunities inside. You must try to get it."
After pondering for a moment, Professor Sun said solemnly: "Even if you can't get it, you can't let others get it. You can even ruin the chance. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Teacher, I... don't understand." Deng Jiuling had a black line on his face.
Naturally, Deng Jiuling is no stranger to Ghost Mountain.
When Deng Jiuling was in Mojia Village, Nanhai, he was nearly killed by the several-ton statue of Guan Erye. He fell into a coma and fell into the sea, and finally fell to the depths of the ghost road.
At that time, Deng Jiuling had seen Ghost Mountain.
It was just that at that time, Deng Jiuling's cultivation level was too low, and he was very jealous of Youling Mountain and did not dare to pass.
Now that Deng Jiuling's eighth-rank pinnacle master can step into the ninth-rank at any time, and there are many other players, he has a little confidence.
But even so, Deng Jiuling felt that Ghost Mountain was still a place of great evil.
But what Professor Sun meant was that Deng Jiuling either got the chance or ruined the chance. Why
"Professor, what is the chance in the ghost mountain?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"What is the chance, I don't know."
Professor Sun shook his head and said, "But these words are the legacy of Sun's ancestors."
In fact, Professor Sun did not understand why Sun Simiao, the ancestor of the Sun Clan, left this legacy.
but!
Since this is the legacy of the ancestors, there is definitely nothing wrong with it, just follow it.
If someone else said this, Deng Jiuling would be speechless and would just take it as a whisper.
But since Professor Sun said this, then Deng Jiuling had to take it seriously.
"Professor, rest assured, if possible, I will try my best to fight for the opportunity." Deng Jiuling said solemnly.
"Well, let Tie Zhu send you back. Counting the time, Ghost Mountain is about to open."
Professor Sun waved his hand and added: "By the way, after you go back, don't say you are my disciple. Please hide this matter for the time being, so as not to be known by Xiahou and cause accidents with bare hands.
"Yes." Deng Jiuling nodded, and took a helicopter with Tie Zhu, banging back to Beiming University.
"Brother Deng, where are you going these days? I haven't seen you." Liu Ting, who was wearing a beautiful floral dress, walked over curvaceously just after returning to school.
"In the past few days, Xia Daniu hasn't been messing around?" Deng Jiuling said with a smile, moving away from the subject.
"He dare!" Liu Ting looked disdainfully: "In the past few days, Xia Daniu was given a special training by my uncle, saying that he was preparing for Ghost Mountain."
It turned out that when Professor Sun gave special training to Deng Jiuling, Professor Hei Feng also gave special training to Xia Dashao.
Even Duanmulong was arrested by Professor Pikola for special training on the devil.
"By the way, we will leave for Ghost Mountain in the afternoon. This expedition lasts for a week."
Liu Ting said with a smile: "Within a week, if we don't find a chance, we must return, lest we get lost in the ghost mountain."
Although the ghost mountain is unpredictable, the Mohist has been studying it all the time.
After the "South China Sea Sword God" Mo Gucheng unified the South China Sea and the East China Sea, many dead men were mobilized to explore the Ghost Mountain.
After paying countless prices, although the Mo Family still didn't get the chance of Ghost Mountain, they knew a lot about Ghost Mountain.
Among them, the Mo School found that as long as he stayed in the ghost mountain, he would stay no more than seven days.
Then, as long as you pay a little attention, there will be no life-threatening.
"Okay, I'll go back to the dormitory for a while and go together in the afternoon." Deng Jiuling nodded.
During the special training on Putuo Island these days, Deng Jiuling hardly slept with exhaustion.
Rao is Deng Jiuling with a good cultivation level, and such a high-intensity special training is somewhat overwhelming.
Make a comeback, this is the best choice.
…
South China Sea, Mohist Seven Star Island.
Wow!
A layer of dazzling golden light bursts out from the sixth floor of the pagoda in an instant.
At the same time, a huge bell suddenly appeared in the void of the nine-story demon tower.
Boom! Boom! ... Boom!
The bell rang nine times, trembling thousands of miles.
The entire Tongtian River can be heard.
"On the sixth floor of the trial tower, did the young man actually pass the level perfectly?"
"That's hell difficulty!"
"so amazing!"
"The master's martial arts is stronger than Deng Jiuling, and now he has no less talent than Deng Jiuling, even stronger!"
In one island after another, the old monsters came out and worshipped in the direction of Qixing Island.
In the Tongtian Island, Mo Wu and Mo Ruxue, and the two women who win snow in white, stood quietly at the entrance of Tongtian Hall.
"Sister Xiaowu, the sixth floor of the son is perfectly cleared, what should I do?" Mo Ruxue's pretty face turned pale, her body shivering in fear.
Mo Ruxue has been waiting for Deng Jiuling to return and rescued her and Mo Wu.
can…
Now Mo Yu has broken through the entrance of life and death, which contains the potential to step into the three-step power.
How to do
"Don't be afraid, our husband is a hero."
Mo Wu smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain: "Although my brother is strong, but the arrogant soldier will be defeated since ancient times, he can't be Deng Jiuling's opponent."
"I hope so." Mo Ruxue nodded, still worrying in her beautiful eyes.
…
Wow!
The golden light was gone, and the majestic figure of Mo Yu, the "Lord of the South China Sea," appeared on the Seven Star Plaza.
At this moment, the lord of the islands, ancestors, and descendants of the Mo family descended one after another.
"Congratulations, son, great success."
Wow!
Hundreds of people knelt down and looked at Mo Yu's eyes, full of scorching heat.
Mo Yu is less than 30 years old, but now he is about to enter the three steps of cultivation.
It is difficult to produce a peerless arrogant like Mo Yu in a thousand years.
At this time, no one doubted that Mo Yu would not be able to step into the innate realm during his lifetime.
When Wang Chongyang founded the Chongyang Palace, when he was in its heyday, he used the power of one teaching to contend with the entire Mongolia, and he was famous for a century.
Then there was Zhang Sanfeng, who founded Wudang, with one person, overwhelming the entire world of martial arts.
In Zhang Sanfeng's era, countless Tianjiaos were born, but they were all suppressed by Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Daoling created the Heavenly Master Dao, and the next five generations were the masters of the Profound Gate of the World. The Zhang family was glorious for two to three hundred years, and the Taoism still existed intact even after more than two thousand years.
As for Situ Xuankong of Mount Emei, he is the ancestor of martial arts in the Central Plains.
The Zen Master Baiyun of Qingcheng Mountain, who sits in the Baiyun Temple, had tens of thousands of monks under his command at the peak of his prosperity.
These five powerhouses from different historical periods, collectively referred to as the "Five Uniques of the World", are all suspected of being congenital warriors, but later generations can't be sure.
Now, everyone in the Mohist school has a hunch, maybe from this moment on, the sixth best in the world is already taking shape.
"From today, this son is the first person in the younger generation in the four seas!"
Click!
With his fists clenched, Mo Yuhu's eyes burst out with a blazing light.