Chapter 2353 Create a Method

In the cave, Lu Yunmeng buried her head in Lingxian's chest and whispered, "Master, I miss you so much."

"I miss Yunmeng too." Ling Xian smiled lightly, stroking Lu Yunmeng's hair gently, enjoying the rare warm atmosphere.

"Liar, why didn't I come back sooner? After disappearing for so long, do you know how much I miss you?" Lu Yunmeng pursed her lips, full of resentment.

During the days when Ling Xian was not around, she would stand on the top of Zhentian Peak every day, looking eagerly at the bottom of the mountain, looking forward to the figure that haunted her dreams.

"It's not good to be a teacher." Ling Xian sighed lightly, if he had returned two months earlier, Lu Yunmeng would not have suffered.

"The thing that annoys me the most is that you left without saying goodbye." Lu Yunmeng said angrily, "If you dare to leave without saying goodbye next time, I will never talk to you again."

"Okay, I assure you, there won't be a next time." Ling Xian smiled.

"It's more or less the same." Lu Yunmeng showed a satisfied smile, hugging Ling Xian and refused to let go.

"During the time I'm not around, has your talisman attainment improved?" Ling Xian smiled.

"Of course." Lu Yunmeng smiled triumphantly, and said, "I have broken through to the realm of a master."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes. Unexpectedly, in just a few short months, Lu Yunmeng stepped into the realm of a master.

You know, when he left Kunlun Star, Lu Yunmeng was only a high-level talisman master, ww↓w.cf▲wx.n√et master. In just a few months, he reached the realm of master, undoubtedly Shocking.

But after thinking about it, Ling Xian felt relieved.

Lu Yunmeng is the legendary body of close talisman, and the talent of talisman Tao is unmatched. It is reasonable to step into the realm of master in such a short period of time.

"That's right." Ling Xian smiled gently, pondered for a moment, and planned to pass on his understanding of the Talisman to Lu Yunmeng.

Although Lu Yunmeng is young, his understanding is astonishing, and he is already a master of Taoism, so he is qualified to comprehend his experience.

At that moment, Ling Xian pointed at the center of Lu Yunmeng's eyebrows, and put his thoughts into her mind.

After a while, he withdrew his fingers and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"profound,

incomprehensible. " Lu Yunmeng frowned, unable to understand.

"No hurry, take your time." Ling Xian smiled lightly, he is a grand master of talisman, no matter how amazing Lu Yunmeng was, he couldn't understand his experience at this moment.

"Well, I will study hard and work hard to practice." Lu Yunmeng said seriously with a pretty face.

"As a teacher, I don't ask you to achieve much, but I only ask you to be safe and happy."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Go to sleep for a while, I have to think about some things as a teacher."

Hearing this, Lu Yunmeng nodded obediently, and fell asleep after a while.

Seeing this, Ling Xian closed his star pupils, trying to create a magical power that belonged only to him.

Up to now, he has used other people's methods to cultivate the Tao. Although it is a powerful method, it is impossible to exert the strongest power throughout his life.

Take Ping Luan Ding Xianquan as an example, this method was created by Jimo Ruxue, and she alone can exert the strongest power.

Therefore, Ling Xian wanted to create a supernatural power that was exclusive to him.

However, creating a method is not a simple matter, even if it is only a small supernatural power, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

Fortunately, Ling Xian has seen too many powerful methods so far, so he already has an idea.

He wanted to create an extremely powerful and invincible offensive holy technique, under one blow, the world would disappear.

Of course, this is just Ling Xian's idea, whether it can be created is still unknown.

"If I can create it, I will get a method that is not inferior to any taboo technique." A glint of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, and he took out the toad incense burner.

Immediately, a strange fragrance filled the nostrils, and in just a moment, Ling Xian entered the state of selflessness.

In this state, his comprehension increased tenfold, and it was easier to create dharma.

After a while, Ling Xian opened his star pupils, and a gleam of joy flashed across them.

If before, he only had an idea, then at this moment, he already has an idea.

The Ping Luan Emperor Fist is very strong and fierce, in terms of attack power alone, it is also the strongest in the world.

The same is true for stealing the god's hand.

If the profound meanings of the two can be integrated, it will undoubtedly be the most powerful and invincible offensive holy art.

However, it was very difficult, Ling Xian didn't even have a clue.

"What I'm after is the ultimate attack. If I point it out, there will be no heaven and earth." Ling Xian muttered to himself, his index finger wrapped around the rays of light, filled with divine power.

Suddenly, the void split open, but it was because of his mana, not because of his supernatural power.

"It's really difficult." Ling Xian sighed softly, knowing that he had failed, but he was not discouraged and continued to try.

Unfortunately, it ended in failure every time.

"I have failed more than 80 times, and it is really not easy to create a law." Ling Xian sighed, realizing the difficulty of creating a law.

However, his faith did not waver in the slightest.

Looking at the ages, anyone who is astonishing has created a method, in other words, it is the person who has created supernatural powers, and the real astonishment.

Therefore, no matter what, Ling Xian must create his own supernatural powers.

At the moment, he calmed down and focused on creating the method.

Time passed bit by bit, seven days later, Ling Xian once again entered the state of selflessness.

As a result, there is still no clue.

Creating a method is really too difficult, especially the method that Ling Xian wants to create is even more difficult.

Whether it is the Emperor Fist of Suppressing Chaos or Stealing the God's Hand, they are both extremely invincible techniques. If you want to combine the profound meanings of the two, how can you do it easily?

"It can only be done slowly." Ling Xian sighed softly, knowing that creating a method cannot be completed overnight.

Fortunately, he has an idea, which is to integrate the profound meaning of the Emperor Fist of Suppressing Chaos and the God of Stealing God's Hand.

He believed that one day, he would be able to succeed. At that time, he would have an invincible attacking holy technique!

"I hope that day will come sooner." Ling Xian smiled faintly, held his breath and concentrated on creating a method.

Time passed quietly, and ten days later, he opened his star pupils and stood up.

It's not because of creating supernatural powers, but because of feeling the aura of the red-haired old man.

In addition to the aura of the red-haired old man, Ling Xian also felt three shocking powers, one is the Supreme, and the remaining two are the late stage powerhouses.

"It seems that the people from Wanshengzong have arrived."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, and he made an appointment with the red-haired old man that if the Wanshengzong came to attack, he would be led to the vicinity of the Xianfuzong.

Right now, the red-haired old man appeared, which meant that the master of the three auras came from the Wansheng sect.

"It's finally here. I hope the Lord of Shocking Sacred Palace wins." Ling Xian murmured to himself, then turned his gaze to Lu Yunmeng who was drawing talismans, and said, "I have something to do for the teacher. "

"I won't be away for a long time again." Lu Yunmeng's heart tightened.

"No, I'll be back soon."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, the key point of this battle is not him, as long as the red-haired old man can kill the Supreme, then this battle will be a complete victory.

If the red-haired old man loses, he also has a way to escape.

At that moment, he stretched his body and flew towards the source of the breath.

After a while, four people came into view.

One is a red-haired old man who is arrogant and arrogant.

Sitting cross-legged across from him was a figure, lingering in dao rhyme and radiating divine light, not weaker than the red-haired old man.

Behind this person stood two old men, one with white hair and childlike face, the other was wearing a blue Taoist robe, majestic and as thick as a mountain.

It was the old man in Tsing Yi who had come together with the Lord of the Battle Hall. (To be continued.)