Chapter 1238 Evil Holy Thought Body

In the sixth life in "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", Ling Feiyu was reborn as a white fox, while Zhang Ruochen was transformed into a reclusive monk. As her guide, he helped her to open up her spiritual wisdom and embark on her journey of cultivation. the road.

In this life, Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen have been together for three hundred years. From a fox and a man, to a woman and a man, they have always lived in seclusion in Cangwu Ling Mountain.

As time goes by, their relationship becomes quite subtle. They are like a master and a disciple, and also like a couple of gods and gods. They travel to Beihai and Mu Cangwu. They have indescribable memories and some faint memories. feelings.

In that life, although the world was infinitely vast, they seemed to be living in a world with only two people.

Combining the memory of the sixth life and the enlightenment of the holy way, Zhang Ruochen did not feel the slightest joy, but fell into a long silence.

Three hundred years of memories and emotions are too complicated, with too many joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. Even if Zhang Ruochen's mental strength reaches the fifty-first level, it is still difficult to distinguish what is reality and what is illusion, which has been greatly affected.

After a long while, Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath and came out of his confusion, but fell into deeper distress.

"In "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", I actually fell in love with her! Fortunately, the emotion wasn't too deep, and I didn't sink into it completely. I should be able to get away, right?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little worried because the sixth life was not the end.

And the seventh life.

He couldn't predict that in the seventh life, would the love between them expand further and reach the point of being beyond control?

Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu are not the same person, and their emotional entanglements only arise due to chance.

Once such emotions emerge, it may not be a good thing.

Zhang Ruochen tried hard to recall the scene when he and Ling Feiyu withdrew from "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths". At that time, Ling Feiyu acted quite indifferently, not seeming to be caught up in emotions.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. Nothing probably happened in the seventh life."

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly and tried to think the best.

At the same time, he was also a little curious. No matter how strong Ling Feiyu's cultivation was, at that time, she had directly integrated the memories of the seventh generation. How could she not have any mood swings at all?

Did she suppress her emotions deliberately?

"I'm really curious. How does she view the seven lives we have experienced?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and stopped thinking about it.

If you think about it, it will only increase your worries.

The worst thing is, after integrating the memories of the seventh life, I can go to the Demon Cult Headquarters to see her in person.

Combining the memory of the sixth life and the enlightenment of the holy way, Zhang Ruochen's attainments in swordsmanship have reached the fifth level of Sword Seven.

The third level of time sword technique, "Twelve Hour Sword Technique", has also made great progress. Every move and every style is more mature.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and released his sword intent.

"Crash."

Dense shadows of swords emerged in the cabin.

At first, those sword shadows were very faint, like wisps of mist.

Gradually, the shadow of the sword became clearer and clearer, surrounding Zhang Ruochen, worshiping him, making a harsh clang sound, much like the scene of thousands of swords coming to the clan.

Those sword shadows are not condensed using holy energy or sword energy, but are condensed by sword intention.

That's right, it's sword intent.

Sword intention is originally an idea, very ethereal. Being able to use sword intention and condense the shadow of the sword proves that a swordsman's swordsmanship is quite close to that of a sword master.

The power of the sword shadow condensed by the sword intention and the sword shadow condensed by the holy energy and sword energy are completely different levels.

It is said that a true sword master can use his sword intention to condense a substantial holy sword, and the power it unleashes will reach a higher level.

"Sword Seven, there are ten levels in total. I have only just reached the fifth level now. It is indeed not an easy task to become a Sword Master." Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

If other sword cultivators knew what Zhang Ruochen was thinking, they would definitely be pissed to death.

You must know that many other sword cultivators have reached the "true realm" or the "ultimate realm" before they understood the Seven Swordsmen and were named sword masters. Moreover, sword cultivators who can become sword masters are all the rarest among sword cultivators.

Zhang Ruochen has just reached the realm of a saint, and his swordsmanship is almost as good as that of a sword master. Yet he is still not satisfied. How can he not make people angry?

In addition to the improvement in the way of swordsmanship, Zhang Ruochen's understanding of the holy way is far beyond that of other lower-level saints.

In other words, Zhang Ruochen no longer needs to spend time alone to understand the holy way. As long as he has enough precious cultivation resources, after refining and absorbing them, his cultivation level will naturally improve.

Zhang Ruochen took out the dragon ball from the space ring and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Refining the Dragon Ball should be able to elevate my cultivation to the peak of a lower-level saint."

Zhang Ruochen is very eager to improve his cultivation level, enhance his combat power, and rely on his own strength to fight against the death knights sent by the Immortal Temple.

Every time you improve your strength, your chances of winning will be greater.

Zhang Ruochen put his hands together and squeezed the dragon ball.

The dragon ball, which was originally the size of a human head, became only the size of a pigeon egg.

Zhang Ruochen swallowed the dragon ball into his belly, and in his mind, the seventh-level holy energy movement route of the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" appeared in his mind, and he went all out to refine it.

In his body, the dragon ball turned into a ball of gas.

The rules of the Holy Path flew out of the gas, along the holy veins, and rushed into the sea of ​​incoming air.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, Zhang Ruochen's holy source of swordsmanship is suspended.

The holy source of swordsmanship is very much like a palm-sized crystal, emitting bright brilliance.

According to the rules of the Holy Path in Dragon Ball, when entering the Qi Sea, it immediately revolves around the Holy Source. It rotates nine times in a row and rushes into the Holy Source.

The rules of the holy way in the holy source of swordsmanship are becoming more and more intensive.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level was also growing rapidly, and every quarter of an hour was comparable to that of other lower-level saints who had been practicing for a month.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Ruochen absorbed 80% of the essence of the Dragon Ball, and his cultivation reached the peak of a lower-level saint. The holy energy in his body became extremely full, and he was even a little uncontrollable.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped absorbing the essence of the Dragon Ball and went all out to suppress the violent holy energy in his body.

After he stabilized, Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally reached the peak state of a lower-level saint. It won't be too late to refine the remaining 20% ​​of the power after fully controlling the power in the body."

Zhang Ruochen transferred the remaining 20% ​​of the Dragon Ball's power through the Holy Vein to the Qi Sea and temporarily sealed it.

Having reached the peak of the lower realm saints, it seems difficult to make further progress before breaking through to the middle realm saints. However, Zhang Ruochen felt that he still had a lot of room for improvement and had not truly reached the ultimate state of a lower-level saint.

Both the rules of the holy way and the holy energy contained in the holy source of swordsmanship are obtained by absorbing the dragon beads, so they are not considered pure. As long as we continue to consolidate and temper, there will definitely be greater improvements.

"quack."

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded outside the cabin, much like the laughter of an evil shadow.

The strange sound got closer and closer, and gradually became clearer.

"No, it's that evil shadow again."

Zhang Ruochen could clearly feel a cold air blowing towards his face.

Zhang Ruochen had seen the power of the shadow of evil spirits, so he immediately restrained his aura and huddled inside the Ten Saint Blood Armor, lying flat on the ground as if he had turned into a dead corpse.

"quack."

The sinister laughter became closer, lingering outside the cabin.

Zhang Ruochen had never seen such a weird and unpredictable thing before, and he didn't know what method to use to deal with it. He could only continue to pretend to be dead, hoping to deceive it.

The Blood Armor of the Ten Saints was indeed a treasure, and it was actually hidden from the shadow of the evil spirit.

Not long after, the laughter of the evil shadow gradually faded away.

Zhang Ruochen stood up from the ground and just breathed a sigh of relief when a "chichi" sound came from outside the cabin, as if someone was using some kind of sharp weapon to cut the copper door of the cabin.

"You didn't even leave?"

Zhang Ruochen raised his hands, mobilized the power of space, and prepared to use space to move and escape.

"Bang."

The copper door of the cabin was torn to pieces, and Xiao Hei rushed in from the outside, laughing: "Zhang Ruochen, it took me several days to finally find you. How did you hide at the bottom of the ancient undead ship? "

"Oh it's you."

Zhang Ruochen put away his space power and said, "Aren't you hiding the ghost shadows on the ancient undead ship? You should know what they are, right?"

Xiao Hei nodded his furry round head and said, "That's the Evil Saint Thought Body."

"Is it a living thing or an undead?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Neither living nor undead."

Xiao Hei was thinking about how to explain to Zhang Ruochen, and after a while, he said: "Every semi-saint and saint has holy thoughts, but no one can explain clearly what the holy thoughts are. I believe that the so-called holy thoughts Mindfulness is actually a kind of perception of semi-saints and saints.”

"Many semi-saints and saints died on this ancient undead ship. Along the way here, I saw countless skeletons. Their holy souls have all disappeared."

"However, for some unknown reason, their holy thoughts were combined together and turned into ferocious evil holy thoughts. Whether they are living creatures or undead, they will be attacked by them."

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said: "The holy thought is just a thought of the saint. Can the thought be cultivated and formed, and explode with more terrifying power than the saint?"

Xiao Hei said: "That's why I said that this ancient ship of the undead is quite strange. Anyway, when encountering the evil holy mind, it is best to avoid it. You hide at the bottom of the ancient ship of the undead. It is indeed a very wise act." ”

Zhang Ruochen was about to ask about how to deal with the evil Holy Mind Body, but Xiao Hei asked him first, saying, "Zhang Ruochen, why is there a person sitting behind you? Who is he? Is he a drunkard?"

"Is there anyone? Where is there?"

Zhang Ruochen felt that Xiao Hei was just talking nonsense, so he didn't care.

Xiao Hei stretched out a cat's paw, pointed behind Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Don't you see? There is really a person sitting there."

Previously, Zhang Ruochen used space to move to this sealed cabin. He had been practicing with all his strength and did not carefully observe the surrounding environment at all.

Seeing that Xiao Hei didn't look like he was joking, Zhang Ruochen turned around and looked towards the corner.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's vest became cold and his scalp felt like it was going to explode, because there was actually a person sitting in the corner of the cabin.

To be precise, it should be a dead person.