Chapter 250: Response and the Opening of the Secret Realm

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Shiming opened his eyes and a spiritual talisman entered his hand.

He stood up from the futon, sighed, and walked to the lobby where they had gathered before.

On the nanmu table in front of the hall, the teapot is still steaming, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Zixuan Sanren sat on the Grand Master's chair, closed his eyes and rested, letting the rising tea mist obscure half of his face.

Zimu Sanren waved his hand, and a futon appeared again behind the disciples.

All the disciples bowed respectfully and then began to show off their Yunjian Jue.

Lin Shiming was no exception. He didn't come up with a solution in the end, so he had to practice slowly and divide his time between cultivating his spiritual consciousness and cultivating Yunjian Jue. As a result, his progress was much slower than that of others.

You must know that his original talent for sword training was not high. Even if he cultivated the sword intention on the Nine-leaf Enlightenment Stage, he still did not reach the stage of sword intention transformation.

It was after returning to the family, with system prompts and the foundation of deduction, that I was able to transform the sword intention into shape.

In the past ten days, the system's reminders appeared frequently, teaching him how to practice the Yunjian Jue, but he ignored them all. He just worked hard and practiced the Splitting God Jue.

The progress was extremely slow, which gave me some peace of mind.

But this time Zixuan Sanren summoned everyone, it once again made him feel excited.

In front of the hall, rays of sword light began to gather. Each monk took out a top-quality magic sword and displayed the results of the Yun Sword Jue in front of Zixuan Sanren.

Zixuan Sanren would look at a certain disciple from time to time and give instructions in a few words.

At this time, the luck was revealed. As Lin Shiming had guessed, Chen Daoyuan practiced the metal sword technique, while Xie An practiced the fire sword technique.

Ye Yongchang has a wood-attribute sword art, which is similar to his grass-attribute sword art, while Ye Changqing has a rare earth-attribute sword art, and both of them have transformed into sword light.

His inner guess was finally confirmed. The Zixuan San people were not looking for so many monks to seize the treasure in the secret realm, but just to let them attract the psychic sword. Therefore, even if the previous Lin Xianzhi was old, it would not be harmful. .

After all, I just need the scabbard.

Even if he is only in the middle stage of foundation building!

As long as his sword intention is achieved in form.

"You are so slow in practicing sword art. Why don't you understand it?" Zixuan Sanren walked up to Lin Shiming. His calm face showed no trace of emotion.

"Master, please atone for your sins, this disciple is stupid!" Lin Shiming quickly lowered his head.

The Yunjian Jue mainly relies on the spiritual platform to nourish the spiritual sword. At this moment, the sword light of other people is covering the spiritual sword, which is extremely blazing.

Only his sword light could not even cover one third of the Purple Sword, let alone incorporate the Purple Sword into the spiritual platform.

"In the past few days, just follow me to practice and I will guide you!" Zixuan Sanren said, without giving Lin Shiming a chance to refuse.

At this moment, Lin Shiming was extremely nervous, but at the same time, he felt powerless.

In front of Zixuan Sanren, he couldn't even make the slightest move.

Lin Xianzhi also looked at him with doubts from the side. He wondered why Lin Shiming's progress was so slow, and he also wondered why Lin Shiming didn't transmit his spiritual consciousness to him even once.

Of course, he couldn't send a message to ask at this moment.

At such a close distance, if a high-level monk has a secret method, it is very possible to intercept the sound transmission.

Lin Xianzhi didn't dare to gamble.

"Thank you, Master!" Feeling the unquestionable tone of Zi Xuan Sanren, Lin Shiming kowtowed and thanked him quickly.

The respective monks once again cultivated the magic swords separately to prepare for the trip to the secret realm.

And Lin Shiming came to the room where Zixuan Sanren practiced.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, with a stone table, a stone bed, and an incense burner.

As the sandalwood gradually burned, Lin Shiming's spiritual consciousness became more cautious, but he discovered that the stone tables and beds were all extremely simple, and they were not at all a bunch of spiritual weapons as expected.

As if seeing Lin Shiming's doubts, the Zi Xuan San practitioner in front also spoke:

"When you reach a higher realm, you will find that what you cultivate is yourself, your heart, and the Tao, not external things!"

After finishing speaking, Zixuan Sanren didn't want to say more. He threw out a futon and handed it to Lin Shiming.

Later, Lin Shiming was asked to practice Yunjian Jue, and Zixuan Sanren gradually gave him guidance.

Lin Shiming seemed to have some difficulty when wielding the sword, which made Zixuan Sanren frown.

He naturally knew that Lin Shiming was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Seeing Zixuan Sanren like this, Lin Shiming felt a little relieved.

At least, I didn’t know that he had three spiritual platforms.

At this moment, the system prompt appeared again:

"Use the spiritual platform bound to the cave world to practice the Yunjian Jue, and you can use the secret method of hiding the spiritual platform!"

Lin Shiming was so overjoyed that his face almost didn't show.

And at this moment, he suddenly remembered that his first deputy spiritual platform was connected to the cave world and could pour the true essence of the spiritual platform into the cave world.

As for practicing the Yunjian Jue, if you use this spiritual platform to cultivate it, you will be able to transfer the secret method of the Yunjian Jue to the cave world.

In fact, this secret method should not be called Yunjian Jue, but Yunjian Secret Technique, which is used to cast spells on the spiritual platform.

If all the true energy from the spiritual platform is drawn into the cave world, those psychic swords will naturally not be able to detect it.

And there are systematic reminders. He is a little curious. If he masters the Yunjian Jue and binds it to the Dongtian World, can he let the Dongtian World raise his sword for him?

At this moment, Lin Shiming's mind became more active, but he did not dare to try. The person in front of him was at the peak of Zifu. If he could see the cave world, he might not have to go to the secret realm.

With a solution, Lin Shiming also began to practice the sword-storing technique seriously.

And with the guidance of Zixuan Sanren.

Another ten days passed, and his sword-storing technique was practiced very quickly even without the system prompt.

He was already able to hide the top-grade magic sword, Zilai Sword, in the spirit platform for nurturing.

This magical thing made him feel that Qingxuan Sect really had infinite foundation. Although this secret was easy to change into a scabbard, it also had a terrifying effect on the increase of strength.

The reason why magic weapons are so scary is that they can be taken into the body and nurtured with the purple mansion. Even ordinary magic weapons can be nurtured by the purple mansion cultivators for three or four hundred years.

From a certain perspective, the quality of magic weapons only represents the lower limit of magic weapons.

After the sword-storing technique was successfully practiced, Zixuan Sanren also waved his hand to let Lin Shiming go.

When Lin Shiming left, he didn't know that Zixuan Sanren stared at his back for a long time, and then looked at Tan Xiang.

He just cast a spiritual spell.

In the curling smoke from the sandalwood, Lin Shiming's figure appeared in the smoke like a dream.

In the smoke, Lin Shiming practiced the Yunjian Jue, with many loopholes and a very fragmented understanding of the sword.

But under his guidance, he gradually improved. At this moment, Lin Shiming's expression was also the object of his observation.

But whether in terms of the sword or the expression, Lin Shiming was a little nervous and even secretly happy at the beginning, but later, it was extremely smooth.

Even as the tension of practicing the Yunjian Jue became extremely fast, there was a little joy.

It was not as he guessed, there was any reservation.

The understanding of the sword was not reserved at all, but always within a benchmark.

Very bad!

It was just that for some reason, there was a strange phenomenon on the Nine-Leaf Enlightenment Platform.

Zixuan Sanren breathed a sigh of relief, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining sandalwood was put into the storage bag by him, as if nothing had happened, and then he took out a mirror.

The other ten disciples, who were still practicing, continued to close their eyes and rest!

On the other side, Lin Shiming, who returned to the room, was still practicing the Yunjian Jue.

As for Lin Xianzhi, he had already thought of a proper way to deal with it. After practicing Yunjian, he could also enhance the strength of his seventh uncle.

There was no reason not to continue practicing this sword technique.

It was a pity that Zixuan Sanren asked them to swear the Heavenly Dao Oath again, otherwise, if it was passed on to the Lin family disciples, it would also greatly increase the strength of Lin Shijie and other cultivators.

Time passed quickly, and another ten days passed. At this time, in front of the Qingxuan Sect’s mountain gate, countless cultivators gathered at the Immortal Stairs, which were mighty.

The majesty of the Immortal Stairs was even greater. The whole ladder was shining with spiritual light, and a wisp of sound of the avenue surrounded the ladder.

It allowed the cultivators who climbed the ladder to not only condense the spiritual energy and true essence, but also cleanse their souls.

On the Immortal Stairs, on the side of the Qingxuan Sect’s mountain gate, there was an extremely huge empty platform.

Lin Shiming and Lin Xianzhi were also standing among the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect who participated in the secret realm.

At the front were six Purple Mansion elders led by Qingzhu Sanren, the current Purple Mansion Sect Master of Qingxuan Sect.

There were more than 300 foundation-building cultivators from the entire Qingxuan Sect participating in the secret realm, including more than 200 sect disciples and more than 100 registered family disciples.

As time passed, more and more cultivators flew in.

There was a cry of a spiritual beast crane in the sky, and a huge Purple Mansion Golden-topped Spiritual Crane appeared on the horizon, which was also a fourth-level Purple Mansion spiritual beast.

On the back of the spiritual crane were a group of disciples from the Spiritual Beast Sect. The leader was familiar to Lin Shiming, who was Black Flood Sanren.

There were only three Purple Mansion cultivators from the Spiritual Beast Sect this time, but there were more than 200 foundation-building cultivators participating in the secret realm.

After the arrival of the Spiritual Beast Sect, it was the Spiritual Talisman Sect.

The Spiritual Talisman Sect drove a war treasure ship, and the surface of the treasure ship was covered with various spiritual talismans.

On the spirit boat, monks wearing spiritual robes came floating, and the leader was Jin Guang Sanren who had jointly resisted the Heavenly Demon Sect.

As the head of the Spirit Beast Sect and the Spirit Talisman Sect, Qing Zhu Sanren also stepped forward to greet them with a smile.

Then the strange phenomenon did not end. A huge Heavenly Demon Banner turned into a flying magic weapon, bringing countless Heavenly Demon Sect disciples to fly. The surging magic fog, like a surging black wave, rolled in from afar with great momentum, and countless demons were waving their claws in the magic fog.

However, the Immortal Ladder at this time seemed to emit golden light.

Under the golden light, the magic fog melted into ice and snow and disappeared.

Revealing the Demon Sha Sanren, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Demon Sha Sanren was covered with Rakshasa spiritual patterns and looked extremely evil.

"Qing Zhu, is this how you welcome an old friend?" Demon Sha Sanren was a little disdainful.

"Qingzhu has his own way of entertaining guests. Why are the people of the Demon Sect so arrogant and rude?" Qingzhu answered calmly, squinting his eyes and staring at Sha Mo Sanren.

Sha Mo Sanren felt a little uncomfortable with this stare, and waved his hand, and a large amount of magic mist surged out again, hiding the Heavenly Demon Banner, and he stopped talking.

As soon as the Heavenly Demon Sect appeared, countless monks who drove coffins and magical instruments flew from a distance.

The leading coffin was a mahogany coffin with gold inscriptions, and on the coffin was the Blood Corpse Sanren who was in charge of the Corpse Sect this time.

"So thin, Blood Corpse, has it been drained by your Corpse Training again?"

Before Qingzhu Sanren could speak, a joke came from the sky.

Then came a giant sword several dozen feet long, with a group of Wanjian Sect disciples, breaking through the air.

The disciples of Wanjian Sect were even easier to identify, with a thick broad sword on their backs.

"Old Gu Jian, I have been preparing your coffin. It depends on when you are free!" The skinny Blood Corpse Wanderer rolled his slightly sunken eyes and was not polite.

The scene suddenly became tense. Before the secret realm began, these Purple Mansion cultivators began to dislike each other.

The Lingfu Sect and the Lingshou Sect looked down on the Tianmo Sect, while the Wanjian Sect was hostile to the Lianshi Sect.

The four righteous sects naturally colluded with each other, shared the same hatred and faced the Tianmo Sect and Lianshi Sect together.

If the latter had not launched a war and forcibly obtained a certain territory of Zhao State, and then forced to participate in this secret realm on the grounds that they were all Zhao State cultivators.

That is why the secret realm treasures that were originally only divided between three sects have now become six sects.

How can this convince the Lingfu Sect and the Lingshou Sect?

As for the Wanjian Sect, it has already stood on the side of the three sects of Zhao State. For the sake of the secret realm, it naturally cannot stay out!

"Do you want to make a fool of your uncles?" Qingzhu Sanren shouted coldly.

When the other people heard this, their faces tightened and they looked at Qingzhu Sanren.

They knew that Jindan Zhenren was paying attention to this place, but they were old enemies and had been enemies for a long time.

If they couldn't fight to the death, they would have to confront each other when they met.

Especially these demon cultivators from Tianmo Sect and Lianshi Sect, one was staring at the corpse of the cultivator, and the other was staring at the soul of the cultivator!

It made all the righteous cultivators in the world want to kill them!

"This secret realm is Qingxuan Secret Realm, and it leads to a small world. My Qingxuan Sect has always been adhering to the principle that the treasure belongs to the capable, so we invite fellow Taoists, not to invite you to discuss the Tao!"

"It's worthy of being the Qingxuan Sect, what you said is really nice!" Before Qingxuan Sanren finished speaking, Shamo Sanren sneered.

Then, without waiting for Qingxuan Sanren to speak, he glanced at Xueshi Sanren and shouted sternly:

"The secret realm is the secret realm of Zhao State. Zhao State is not the only one with you!"

"Since this is the secret realm of Zhao State, even if your Qingxuan Sect does not allow it, you have to give it up!"

"Yes, you have to give it up even if you do not want to. Otherwise, no one should go in. Let's fight first. I have brought a lot of coffins!" Seeing this, Xueshi Sanren's eyes also flashed with brilliance, staring at several righteous purple mansion cultivators.

"Hmph, you can be called a Zhao citizen if you act like a robber?" Jinguang Sanren was also extremely dissatisfied.

"Whether it counts or not, you have no say. Since the Jindan uncles have already discussed it, our two sects of Moshi can also go in!" Shamo Sanren's voice continued to come out from the magic fog.

And Heijiao Sanren and Jinguang Sanren did not speak again.

"We will participate, but we have three rules. Anyone who dares to destroy a flower or a tree in Qingxuan Mountain will be executed immediately!" Qingzhu Sanren spoke again!