"No martial spirit?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Peng Junyue with a shocked face. He once did not have a martial spirit, but his cultivation level was very low at that time. With his own experience of whether or not he has a martial spirit, he can better understand the difference between not having a martial spirit and others. The gap between them is so huge.
I was in the Small Thousand World at that time, but after I came to the Great Thousand World, I found that the proportion of warriors with martial spirits in the Great Thousand World was much higher than in the Small Thousand World, and the opponents I encountered later were not even There are no martial souls.
Now, he and others are participating in the Shenhou Conference. People at this level of cultivation don't even have martial arts souls
Without a martial soul, it is difficult to say whether one can cultivate to the level of Marquis, let alone participate in the Divine Marquis Conference.
"I'm also very surprised, but that man really doesn't have a martial spirit." Peng Junyue sighed: "That's a man who uses a sword. Just holding a sword in his hand, he has an invincible aura with a sword in his hand. What's more, The scary thing is that the person with such aura is not a man, but a woman.
I have a feeling that this woman is probably no weaker than Ling Yan from the Piao Miao Sect. "
As Peng Junyue spoke, he seemed to be remembering something, glanced at Zheng Shiyi, and then said: "Actually, when it comes to women, there is another very strong woman, that girl of yours.
You don't know it yet, after she came on the stage today, she just glanced at her opponent from a distance, and her opponent immediately froze into ice. It was as simple as taking a look. "
"You can freeze people with just one glance? Yu Qi back then had absolutely no such strength." Zheng Shiyi recalled the scene of his fight with Su Yuqi that day, and was very sure that Su Yuqi back then was far from reaching this level.
"She couldn't do it that day, she just couldn't practice it well. What she did today is obviously that she has mastered the three unique magic skills." Huan Shi sighed softly: "There once was a goddess of the three unique skills, who was also called the saint of the three unique skills.
She is heartless, unsexy, and insulated. Unfortunately, her fourth art practice failed.
The first of the three magical skills is to freeze emotions with the power of ice and then destroy them. Unexpectedly, she has mastered the three magical skills, but she doesn't know how far she has reached now.
The Three Absolute Magic Skills. If you practice the Three Absolute Magic Skills to the extreme, you can become a saint. Even above the three skills, there is a fourth skill that none of the saints of the three skills were able to cultivate.
She has mastered the three magical skills, and I am afraid that her strength is really not inferior to that of Ling Yan from the Piao Miao Sect. "
Heartless, absolute, insulated…
Zheng Shiyi could no longer hear what he said after that, and he couldn't help but recall the days when he got along with Su Yuqi again. Now that Yuqi has practiced the three magical skills, it becomes more difficult to restore her memory...
Just as Zheng Shiyi was thinking about it, outside the hall, a servant came to the door and said respectfully: "Master Marquis, there is someone outside the door asking to see you. She calls herself Fang Ling."
"Fang Ling?" Zheng Shiyi was slightly stunned. The name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. His eyes passed over Mo Xing inadvertently, but he reacted instantly.
"Invite her in." Zheng Shiyi ordered the servant and looked towards the door with a strange look. Fang Ling was in chaos!
After he entered the Saint's Cemetery in chaos, he met a woman from the Demon Cult, that person was Fang Ling. Fang Ling has been asking herself to join the Demon Cult, and she has been rejecting her.
Fang Ling had helped him back then, and he had also saved her.
In fact, if Fang Ling hadn't given him the Qianyang Great Sun Magic Skill, he might not have been able to break through and enter the Marquis that day.
He hadn't seen her since he left the chaos, but she came unexpectedly.
Zheng Shiyi was thinking when a slim figure appeared from his sight.
"Is it you?" When Mo Xing saw Fang Ling approaching, he stood up from his seat, looked at Fang Ling in surprise and shouted, "Why is it you?"
Zheng Shiyi glanced at Mo Xing helplessly. Mo Xing's ears were affected and he didn't hear what he just said. He had such a big reaction when he saw Fang Ling appear.
But Fang Ling...
Zheng Shiyi looked at Fang Ling, who was calm and restrained in his movements, and sighed softly: "It seems that after you left the Holy Tomb, you had another adventure, and you have improved so much.
You appeared in the imperial city at this time, presumably to attend the Shenhou Conference. I don't know. "
"It is true that I am participating in the God Lord Conference, but my reputation cannot be compared with yours. There are so many people attending the God Lord Conference. You don't know that I am normal. As for adventure, I have indeed encountered it, and it is not just one. "
Fang Ling walked into the room as she spoke, nodded to Huan Shi and Mo Xing in the room, then looked at Zheng Shiyi and continued: "Do you remember what I said back then? I said you were destined to be a member of the Demon Sect. You rejected me.
But now, you still joined the Demon Cult. "
"No, I haven't joined the Demon Cult yet." Zheng Shiyi shook his head gently.
"No? But except for that fat man, the people around you are all from our Demon Cult. Everyone thinks that you are from the Demon Cult. Even if you don't admit it, it's useless."
As soon as Fang Ling finished speaking, Peng Junyue's face changed slightly, showing a look of fear: "In this way, it seems that Mr. Peng and I have become a member of the Demon Cult. All of you in this room belong to the Demon Cult. people."
However, Fang Ling ignored Peng Junyue and continued to walk towards Zheng Shiyi. Then she said, "I heard about your situation. I have something here that may be able to help you."
"Help me?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Fang Ling with confusion.
On the side, Peng Junyue and Huanshi heard the sound, sat upright and looked towards Fang Ling. After Zheng Shiyi could not swing his fist, the love demon also came. Even the love demon couldn't find a way, but the woman in front of him said that he There is a way
Mo Xing sat aside with a confused expression. Although he didn't know what everyone said, when everyone's eyes fell on Fang Ling, he sat up straight and looked at Fang Ling with curiosity.
Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Ling reached into the Qiankun bag and slowly took out a stone slab.
This stone slab looks like it has experienced endless years, and a lot of the lime on the surface has fallen off, and on the stone slab, there are seven words engraved on it.
The end of martial arts is martial arts.
The characters are very ordinary, not from the hand of a famous artist, and can even be said to be a bit ugly. These seven characters do not seem to contain endless martial arts.
I just don’t know why, but when several people’s eyes fell on this stone carving, they felt a special feeling.
Zheng Shiyi looked at these seven simple words, and his frown became deeper and deeper. This word gave people the feeling of being ordinary, but after seeing it at a glance, although it still felt ordinary, he continued to look at it unconsciously.
Slowly, a strange feeling arose in his mind, and his whole spirit seemed to be impacted by something, becoming chaotic, and the energy and blood in his body even stirred up like crazy.
"Pfft..."
The more Zheng Shiyi looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, and finally he could no longer bear the spurting of a mouthful of bright red blood.
On the side, Peng Junyue, Mo Xing and Huan Shi also spat out a large mouthful of blood and looked up at Fang Ling in surprise.
Fang Ling sighed helplessly: "I thought this thing would be helpful to you, but I didn't expect that you would vomit blood like this."
Zheng Shiyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stopped looking at the stone carvings, looked up at Fang Ling and asked curiously: "Where did you get this thing?"
This stone carving is so weird. It obviously just feels like ordinary or even ugly words, but it looks weird and even makes people vomit blood.
Not only herself, but also Mo Xing, Senior Brother Huanshi and Peng Junyue all vomited blood, and according to Fang Ling, she had also vomited blood before because of looking at the stone carvings.
"I got this by accident." Fang Ling said with a look of reminiscence: "I once went to sea, and when I went to sea, I met a strange man.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in white with a goatee. On the back of his clothes were written the words "Invincible in the World" in arrogant handwriting. That is even the most arrogant handwriting I have ever seen in my life. The stone carving was given by him. "
When Zheng Shiyi heard the sound, he immediately turned around and looked at Peng Junyue and Senior Brother Huanshi. He didn't know many people, so he could only look at Senior Brother and Peng Junyue.
"I don't know who this person is." Peng Junyue noticed Zheng Shiyi's gaze and immediately shook his head.
Huanshi also shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know who that is, and I have never even heard of such a person."
Just as Huanshi finished speaking, a voice came from outside the door.
"Please tell me more about that person's appearance." Qing Mo came from the door with a strange look on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Ling.
"Senior Love Demon." Fang Ling frowned deeply and fell into memory: "That man is a middle-aged man. I can't tell his age, but he looks unusually chic.
By the way, the sword in his hand is very weird. There are many roots on the sword, growing in the man's arm. It feels like a real but weird combination of man and sword. "
"It is indeed him!" The Love Demon said with a strange expression: "He should be dead."
Senior really knows that person!
In the room, except for Mo Xing, the other four people all looked at the Love Demon expectantly. They had also heard of some stories and deeds of strong men, but they had never heard of such a figure.
Mo Xing still sat there with a confused look on his face, he couldn't hear anything.
Feeling the gazes of everyone, the Love Demon sighed solemnly: "That was five hundred years ago. He took action once, and the leader fought three swords with him.
After three sword strikes, the man left. Before leaving, he said something to the leader.
He said, you are still not worthy of being called a devil, the devil wants to be persistent.
The man fought three swords with the leader and left without saying anything. The leader stayed in seclusion for three years, gained insights from it, and his cultivation level increased greatly. "
On the side, Zheng Shiyi and others all opened their eyes wide and looked at Qing Mo in surprise. The leader Qing Mo mentioned was naturally the leader of the Demon Cult. Although he did not say the outcome of the three swords, perhaps he had no idea at the time. Win or lose.
But judging from that person's words and the retreat with the leader, it was obvious that that person was stronger.
This is a stronger existence than the leader of the Demon Sect!
(End of chapter)