Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 89 Divine Dao Difficulty

The steel fork was extremely fast, like lightning flashing.

Zhang Jian felt the profound divine power contained in it, and his face changed slightly, but the Dragon Sword in his hand was lightly blocked in front of him, and the sun and moon swordsmanship was displayed like a horse training.

When the steel fork collided with the sword body, Zhang Jian faintly felt a magnificent and strange power, but although the power was huge, it never possessed the brilliance of mana.

"It seems that it is another monster that has not been systematically inherited, but it has a strong monster aura and lives longer..."

Zhang Jian twirled the Dragon Sword in his hand, and the long sword suddenly pierced the mountain god's face in an unprecedented tricky way, and the blazing sword light erupted from the tenacity at the same time.

Flying swordsmanship!
The long sword in Zhang Jian's hand came out for the first time, and the light of the sword swirled and almost touched the face of the mountain patrolling general, cutting half of his neck.

"Ow!"

The severe pain caused the mountain patrol god to let out a violent scream, but he continued to swoop towards Zhang Jian bravely, with strong resentment in his eyes.

On the big tree, Bai Xianyin blinked her eyes and watched the scene. She could tell that the mountain patrol god general had been eroded by the terrifying resentment in Fengchao Mountain, and had fallen into a demonic path.

Even the spells that Patrol God General originally possessed could not be cast!

She believed that Zhang Jian, a life-testing monk, would not be difficult to deal with such monsters.

The Dragon Yin Sword returned to Zhang Jian's hands after turning a corner in the inspiration of heaven and earth.

This is the first time Zhang Jian has really used the Flying Sword Technique.

This also means that he has truly cultivated this wonderful method.

Intense bright colors appeared in Zhang Jian's eyes, his figure was like a breeze ravaging him again, and the long sword in his palm was like a dragon, revealing dragon balls windingly, especially a blazing red light bloomed on the tip of the sword, which had a sharp and unparalleled power.

The long sword in his hand seems to have become an extension of his own divine sense. This feeling makes Zhang Jian very happy. It seems that his body has turned into a "spiritual machine" wandering between heaven and earth, and the long sword in his hand has the power to cut the sun and the moon. Qi Neng.

Even the various mind-disturbing spells issued by the fungus demon next to his ears seemed to be completely immune to him.

A series of sword lights, accompanied by a short howl, but the fungus demon's head was cut off by a sword light, the long sword swirled, and the sword light passed by in an instant, and cut his god body in two, completely beheading it kill.

The Dragon Yin Sword returned to his hand, and Zhang Jian held the hilt. At this moment, he could faintly perceive what the real flying sword technique is.

This feeling is indeed quite subtle.

On the tree, Bai Xianyin stepped on the ground at this time, and in a few steps came to the front of the slain fungus monster. When he waved his hand, he saw a strong white light flying out, and something rolled out from the fungus monster's waist.

It was a small talisman.

"Mountain Patrol General Talisman!"

As far as Zhang Jian looked, his expression moved slightly, but the talisman in his eyes was already covered with dense rust, which was formed by soaking in a layer of thick black air.

Bai Xianyin glanced at it and pouted, "Sure enough, it can't be used anymore. This mountain patrol talisman has been eroded by the resentment in the mountains for too long!"

"However, if this is not the case, it will not be easy for you, my young master, to win!"

Zhang Jian's eyes moved slightly. He didn't understand much about the mysteries of the divine way, so he looked at Bai Xianyin.

Bai Xianyin explained: "My little master, you must be careful when you meet other gods in the future. Usually such gods, even this kind of mountain patrol demon, will have several special spells that come with the talisman. Blessed by divine power such as Dharma, it is very powerful! If you are not careful, you will die!"

"If the little master meets that ghost king later, you must be careful of her mountain god magic!"

Zhang Jian's heart moved slightly, just because he was interested.

"Xianyin, how many kinds of magic spells are usually used in the talismans carried by the mountain gods?!"

When Bai Xianyin heard the words, he suddenly regained his spirits.

It was rare to be able to show off in front of Zhang Jian, and he said with a smile.

"My little master, the mountain god is a god of earth and wood. Usually, he is bestowed with three to nine kinds of magic spells. This depends on the god's own incense, fire, divine power, and Taoism, but three of the spells will definitely be fixed. !"

"The first is the God's Domain technique. The god's gods are unfolded, which can form various inspirations to suppress. As long as you fall into the God's Domain, you must be careful. If you cast the spell yourself, your swordsmanship will be interfered!"

"The second is the natal technique of the city of mountain gods and gods, Wutu Dafa!"

"The last one is Wanmu Huichun!"

"Wutu Dafa can be simulated by condensing the power of Wutu. Although it looks ordinary, it is the only method that can be directly cultivated to a very high level. Yin'er once heard from the master that there was a mountain god who completely refined the mountain range. It is terrifying to have the ability to suppress the state and land at every turn."

Hearing this, Zhang Jian's eyes changed slightly.

"As for Wanmu's rejuvenation technique, it can control the power of Yimu to feed back, or the wood spirit's vitality can feed back itself, which is also very extraordinary!"

After listening to Bai Xianyin's introduction, Zhang Jian nodded immediately, and felt a sense of novelty in many things.

His eyes fluctuated, and he said: "I heard that after becoming a god, you can gain immortality, Xianyin, is this true?"

This is seen from the travel notes in Tiexianguan, and of course it is the same as many folk myths.

He is very curious about it!
Bai Xianyin said with a smile: "Master, Shinto is indeed able to live forever, but Shinto also has the rules of Shinto, three hundred years a small calamity, a thousand years a great catastrophe, wind, fire, thunder and three disasters are forged in turn, the god who can live for three thousand years is Very few, after three thousand years, still face all kinds of demonic trials in the world, if they do not advance in this way, they will retreat, if they cannot continue to advance, they will only fall into the netherworld!"

"If I say, it's more convenient for us cultivators to practice. As long as we orthodox achieve the realm of primordial spirit, we can jump out of reincarnation. If we become immortal later, we will be far more at ease than these gods!"

Zhang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

He knew that the primordial spirit stage refers to a realm after the Yinshen, the attainment of the primordial spirit has already got rid of the suffering of samsara.

This is also his next small goal after the life test.

Life-testing, Jindan, Yinshen, Yuanshen!
Zhang Jian hesitated secretly.

The two talked in detail, but their steps were not slow, and they had already walked into the nest of the male phoenix of the Shuangfeng Liangyi Fengshui Bureau.

Zhang Jian could feel the spirit of beauty in the surrounding mountains and rivers gathering towards this place.

It's just that the speed of this convergence is extremely slow.

Not long after, the two saw a majestic tree growing on the side of the mountain with a towering canopy.

This is a huge golden sycamore tree, a relatively rare tree species. It is not a spiritual plant, but the whole body is lingering with a layer of inspiration.

Looking at the ancient tree, Bai Xianyin's eyes lit up, and with a cheer, a burst of white air rushed out of his hand, breaking through a hole in the ancient tree in an instant, and took out an incomparably luxurious colorful feather from inside.

Looking at this plume shining with colorful light, Zhang Jian's eyes moved.

"This is what you said, the naturally conceived baby?"

Zhang Jian was a little dumbfounded.

But he had already vaguely guessed what it was.

Sure enough, Bai Xianyin was happy at first, but when she heard the words, she was dissatisfied and said, "Young master, this is not a treasure, it is the feather left after the phoenix's nirvana, the real treasure contains part of the spirit of the phoenix beast! "

(End of this chapter)