[Chapter 187 Entering the Mountain]
Song Yan’s eyes fell on the jade bracelet, and when he saw the inscription pattern on the jade bracelet, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn’t help but be moved, looked at the middle-aged Taoist nun and said, “I want me to teach you the cultivation of immortality. The law is also possible, but you must never betray me, can you do it?”
“Subordinates can.”
The middle-aged Taoist nun couldn’t help but be overjoyed. Today’s Xuannv Sect has become a third-rate sect, and all their disciples have the characteristics of a cauldron. In order to preserve the inheritance, they have to send some beautiful disciples to become other people’s playthings. It can be said that Xuannv The door has been lingering.
Although becoming Song Yan’s servant is a great sacrifice, this is an opportunity for Xuannvmen to get rid of the current embarrassing situation.
Over the years, she has worked hard to track down the whereabouts of the immortals, but she has not found anyone, which shows how precious the immortals are, so it is not a shame to become the servants of the immortals.
“Look up!” Song Yan shouted.
“Yes!”
The middle-aged Taoist nun raised her head and looked at Song Yan nervously.
The next moment, Song Yan pointed out that the middle-aged Taoist nun’s eyebrows were in the middle, and then, the puppet magical power was urged.
After a brief period of confusion, the middle-aged Taoist nun regained clarity in her eyes, and respectfully kowtowed to Song Yan: “Jingyan sees master!”
“Um!”
Song Yan nodded, and injected another ray of divine light of life into her body to heal the wound on her face, and the other party thanked her again.
The other party had already been controlled by his puppet supernatural power, so Song Yan directly taught her the cultivation method of “Peiyuan Jing” to the ninth level of the innate.
Jingyan, who had obtained the exercises, could not help but find a treasure, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to comprehend.
A quarter of an hour.
Two quarters of an hour.
Three quarters of an hour.
An hour later, a powerful aura suddenly erupted in Jingyan’s body, but with the complete cultivation technique, he broke through to the fifth level of the innate in one fell swoop.
“Bang bang bang!”
Jing Yan respectfully kowtowed three times to Song Yan: “Thank you for the gift of Master!”
“Yeah!” Song Yan nodded: “Tell me about the innate masters of your Xuannv Sect.”
“Yes, Master!”
According to Jingyan’s remarks, Song Yan learned that there were only more than 100 people in the Xuannv Sect. Except for her head, her four junior sisters were all innate masters, one innate third, one innate second, and two innate One heavy.
Of the remaining disciples, the strongest was only acquired the day after tomorrow. The red-haired woman was called Zhuge Yuelian, a disciple of her junior sister Jingxian.
After listening to Jingyan’s introduction, Song Yan was still quite satisfied. After this incident was over, he went to Xuannvmen to subdue her four junior sisters together. In this way, he had four more subordinates. Innate Master.
Then Song Yan ordered that without his permission, he could not teach Peiyuan Jing to others, Jingyan nodded quickly and said yes.
That night, Song Yan stayed in this small courtyard.
With a thought, he took out the bronze sword, cut his fingers, and dripped a drop of blood onto the sword. Immediately, the bronze sword absorbed his blood.
Soon, Song Yan felt that there was a special connection between him and the bronze sword.
He held the bronze sword in one hand and the spirit crystal in the other, and began to input the real essence into the sword body.
However, the last time did not happen. After absorbing some of the true essence, the blade made a clicking sound, but the patina on the surface fell off, revealing the simple and unpretentious blade.
“Buzz!”
At the same time, a message flew into Song Yan’s mind from the bronze sword.
“Bronze sword, third-grade high-level flying sword!”
There are also grades of magic weapons, which are divided into nine grades, the first grade is the lowest, and the ninth grade is the highest.
For Song Yan, the third-grade high-level flying sword is a bit reluctant to control, but it is good to use it as a killer.
Squeeze a sword technique, the original simple and unpretentious sword body suddenly burst into a circle of light, and then flew out like lightning.
“puff!”
With a soft sound, Feijian sank directly into the wall like cutting tofu.
“return!”
With another soft sound, the flying sword flew out of the wall and fell into Song Yan’s hand.
“very good!”
Song Yan smiled with satisfaction, and threw the flying sword into the storage spirit ring. There are two ways to store the magic weapon. One is to put it directly into the dantian to warm it up. However, this can only be done by tempering the magic weapon to a certain extent. However, this flying sword has just been refined, and it may take a while to collect it into Dantian.
After refining the bronze sword, Song Yan took out the jade pendant, recognized the master with his blood, and input his true essence, so he initially refined this magic weapon.
The jade pendant is called the herring pendant. It is a defensive magic weapon. It is a middle-level 3rd rank. As long as there is enough real energy to maintain it, the attack power below the foundation cannot break its defense mask! ”
After refining two magic weapons in a row, Song Yan planned to refine the bracelet Jingyan presented in one go.
“what!”
After the initial refining of this bracelet, Song Yan couldn’t help being surprised, because this bracelet is also a magic weapon for storage, but it stores the sword energy stored in it by the three masters of Jindan.
Every sword qi has the effect of an all-out blow from a Jindan master. Moreover, the Jindan sword qi also has spirituality, which can lock on any creature such as a kilometer and attack.
“It’s outrageous!”
Song Yan not only sighed inexplicably, at present, Xiantian Jiuzhong is the most powerful martial artist, but with just one sword qi, Xiantian Jiuzhong can be brutally killed dozens of times.
Day two.
Song Yan, Jingyan, and the red-haired woman Zhuge Yuelian and Jingyan’s apprentice, the girl Queer, together with the three outer disciples of Xuannvmen, set off from Xingnan City and searched for the tomb of the cultivator in the mountains ahead. .
As for Fu Qingfeng originally planned to go together, but Song Yan refused. First of all, the Fu family has undergone a major change, and there are many things to deal with. Second, this time, he is looking for the tomb of the cultivator. He does not want more people to intervene, so as not to Leaked wind.
As the so-called man-made fortune, the bird feeds and perishes, once this incident leaks out, it will definitely attract more powerhouses.
Seven people shared a business Mercedes-Benz.
After getting in the car, Song Yan took out the bronze sword to play with, but he was actually refining it with his true essence, so that he could get it into his dantian as soon as possible.
It was the girl named Queer, because she was knocked out by Song Yan yesterday, she has always been brooding about Song Yan, but she knew that she could not beat Song Yan, so she could only stare at him with her eyes. He ignored her, and could only withdraw his eyes with a look of decadence.
As for Zhuge Yuelian, who was sitting in the back seat, she looked at Song Yan with curiosity.
Since the uncle was slapped by him yesterday, his attitude has changed greatly. Later, he even became extremely respectful. This time, she wondered if the uncle had been smashed by Song Yan.
Of course, what she is more curious about is Song Yan’s strength.
Obviously a few months ago, he was an ordinary student, why did he become a master of the fifth-level innate in just over two months?
Yes, in her heart, Song Yan is a master of the fifth level of the innate, because the teacher is the fourth level of the innate, and if Song Yan can defeat her uncle, he is naturally the fifth level of the innate.
