Sword Venerable Ling Tian

How can there be a place called Juntian in Yun Prefecture?

What does this Jun Heavenly Dao field have to do with the Jun Tianxing Palace in Lingnan?

For a while, Ling Tian as if was struck by lightning, was there.

On the chest, the peach nucleus hanging on the star dial also trembled slightly, but soon it became quiet.

"Uh, how...it's Jun Heavenly Dao field, does Young Master know?" Xiao Mengyao stepped back behind the chair, nodded and said.

She is really afraid that Ling Tian will convulse again.

"en? No...no."

Ling Tian was startled, licked his lips, and sat back, "I just, I just think the name Juntian , It’s more domineering."

"Oh, indeed, our Yun Prefecture is a secret place, really different." Xiao Mengyao patted her chest and sat back in her chair: "Twelve dojos, extremely exhausting. Mysterious, even the people who control them don’t know. But what the world recognizes is that these twelve avenues are related to the twelve long-lost Martial Spirits!"

"At the beginning of Martial Spirit? What is that again, why is what Young Lady Xiao said is unheard of underneath?" Ling Tian frowned.

"Of course, because of these things, in some Small Sects, there is no way to know them, but for Yun Prefecture, these are of course nothing. And Mengyao also knows everything about Young Master. End."

Xiao Mengyao smiled and replied: "In the early days, Martial Spirit was a name for later generations that's all. I don’t know where the rumors came from. It’s just a legend that there is a kind of "primary grade" in this world. Martial Spirit is the Supreme in Martial Spirit, far surpassing Grade 9. And this secret of Martial Spirit at the beginning is said to be hidden in the secret realm of the dojo in the eight states and four seas, but now, no one has been able to see it. And in the Southern Tang, there has never been a Martial Artist with a Martial Spirit from the beginning."

"Too primary grade, far surpassing Grade 9. It's really amazing, maybe it's just a legend."

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Ling Tian nodded, but my heart is ups and downs.

Because, in his memory, in the Martial Spirit tower, he did see twelve distinctive halos, wandering on the Grade 9 Martial Spirit, but could not see clearly.

But Ling Tian felt faintly in his heart that those light groups were definitely related to the Martial Spirit of the early days in Xiao Mengyao's mouth!

If there is a chance, he must check it.

After all, this is about his own Martial Spirit secret. Because at this moment, Ling Tian still doesn't know what his Martial Spirit is.

"Yes, in fact, these things are just illusory to us. It is Grade 9 Martial Spirit, which is already the legendary Supreme aptitude. By the way, does Young Master know Supreme aptitude?"

"Supreme aptitude, I don't know." Ling Tian shook his head.

At this moment, he seems to be a cute new person.

"Actually, there are many special aptitudes in this Aristocratic Family, and among them, the extremely excellent ones are called Supreme aptitude, or Supreme physique. All Grade 9 Martial Spirit can be called It is the Supreme physique. Gold, wood, water, fire, storm, thunder and lightning, such as Martial Spirit of Heaven and Earth Dao Law, they inherit Heaven and Earth natural martial dao deep meaning, and are called Dao Body. And blade, spear, sword, halberd, Ancient God The Martial Spirit of the ancestors inherited the will of Divine Weapon and the sages and was called Divine Physique."

"Dao Body and Divine Physique?"

Ling Tian Eyebrow is nodded, he really didn't understand these before, and there is no written in ancient records in Purple Cloud Sect.

"Is there any more?"

"Hehe, of course there is. Our Human Race is mostly based on Martial Spirit to stand on the way of Martial Dao, but there are also very few geniuses, they But like the foreign race, there is no ultimate Martial Spirit but the ultimate bloodline, the same innate talent is extraordinary, on Martial Dao, rapid progress, and they are all called Saint Physique!" Xiao Mengyao said with a smile.

"Human Race will be like a foreign race, with a special bloodline?"

"Yes, but very few, every one of them is not low-grade, at least It’s also equivalent to Grade 7 Martial Spirit."

"Oh, such as Barbarian Race’s golden bloodline?"

Xiang Mengyao nodded, "Barbarian Race’s ultimate golden bloodline is just Saint Physique, like the Ao Jie killed by Young Master, is just a pretty good gold bloodline."

"Oh. I understand."

Said Xiao Mengyao Ah, let Ling Tian have a new understanding of the aptitude level of this world.

" Having said so much, Young Lady Xiao didn't seem to tell me what Genting asked me to bring me at the Heavenly Dao field in Jun." Ling Tian asked: "It won't be, and Was it related to Martial Spirit at the beginning?"

Getting to the bottom of it, these dojos are still Supreme physique, and for today's Ling Tian, ​​they are useless.

"hehe, of course not. In the beginning, Martial Spirit was just a legend. No one knew the secret. Otherwise, Nantang would not even have a Martial Spirit in the beginning. As for what we want in Genting , It is indeed unique to Jun Heavenly Dao, and Young Master’s stone discerning technique must be used. As for the specifics..."

Xiao Mengyao's eyes flowed, "It depends on what Young Master means. Young Master has now agreed to cooperate with me in Genting and signed a confidentiality agreement. Mengyao can tell Young Master now."

"Then Young Lady Xiao, let me not talk about it, this matter is important, let me Think about it, after all, it's still early for the Martial Dao conference..."

After thinking for a while, Ling Tian still shook his head. He was quite reluctant to deal with the contract. I always felt that it was right to sell myself, and I thought of Yang Bailao.

"In this case, Genting will not force Young Master, but I hope Young Master can reply to Genting as soon as possible!"

Xiao Mengyao was not surprised at Ling Tian's recovery.

The two got up and left the quiet room.

"Mengyao!"

Just coming down from the upper floor of Jubao Pavilion, Xiao Mengyao and Ling Tian were strolling downstairs, Xiao Mengyao was very enthusiastic holding Ling Tian’s arm, It was introduced patiently.

Feeling the warmth and softness from the arms, Ling Tian was helpless and was about to break free, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the Jubao Pavilion.

Ling Tian followed the soundtrack, but saw a man wearing a black long gown and jade crown and hair standing in front of the Jubao Pavilion gracefully.

This person is a bit older, about 27 or so, but he has a good face, with a light but deep smile, long narrow eyes and a tall nose, making him very wise.

However, Ling Tian doesn't know this person, and his clothes don't resemble those of Yun Prefecture's sect or Aristocratic Family.

"Yin Zhuo? You... why are you here?"

Xiao Mengyao looked at the person, but the complexion changed, with a complex expression.

When the black shirt man named Yin Zhuo saw the Ling Tian held by Xiao Mengyao, the surprise on his face was swept away, and he looked towards Ling Tian, ​​his eyes gloomy.