Chapter 1209 Cocoon! Han Xin

Whoops!

As the divine body automatically operates the evil star god's secret method of condensation, the evil energy and calamity energy from all directions surge towards the divine body like a raging wave;

It's more than that.

The starlight and life energy in the stars also disappeared into the divine body like flying rainbows.

It only takes a moment.

The divine body successfully formed a cocoon.

It was at least a hundred times faster than Ding Ling expected!

"Okay, very good."

Ding Ling nodded secretly.

The geographical environment here is extremely special.

It is extremely difficult to find a similar place with strong tribulation and evil aura.

And this place was the battlefield of the Battle of Changping, and 400,000 soldiers were killed, so you can imagine how good this place is.

For mortals and ordinary cultivators, this is a place of despair and death.

For the divine body possessing the mysterious method of Earthly Evil Star, it is a great blessing.

This kind of secret method originally needs to absorb the tribulation and evil spirits. If not, it will be difficult to achieve great achievements.

In the new legend of the White Snake, one hundred and eight will descend to earth.

Although they have gone through many hardships, battlefield killings, and many casualties, the calamity and evil energy they have absorbed is far inferior to that of the Changping battlefield.

It’s not just this battlefield where countless elite heroes have been buried!

It also has something to do with the geographical environment of this place and the continuous earth veins.

And all the calamity, earth, and evil here belong to the divine body. One can imagine how great this creation is.

It seems that one hundred and eight generals are trying to share the tribulation and evil spirits on the battlefield.

Ding Ling enjoys the evil spirit here alone.

How far can the divine body grow in the future?

Ding Ling is also unknown.

He actually hoped that the divine body could grow into a giant, so that he could release the divine body and sit on the high platform alone to watch the show.

Anyway, there is no soul in his body, only a few thoughts, so even if it is lost, it doesn't hurt.

"The star god who started cultivating with this idea as the core, and with the help of the precious star, will surely shine in the future.'

Ding Ling smiled slightly, turned around and flew out of the battlefield, landed on the back of the Qilin horse, gave a clear shout, and the Qilin horse continued to go west.

"The cocooning, transformation, growth, and perfection of the divine body will take at least a few years. These few years are enough for me to complete the mission in this world. Take your time, and treat it as if you are here to relax and travel in this world."

Ding Lingru thought, not in a hurry, just letting the Qilin horse move slowly.

He sat on the horse and began to sort out what he had learned and continue to gain enlightenment.

This mythical world is the lowest historical plane, so the spiritual energy is so thin that it is almost nonexistent!

Even immortals like Ding Ling can hardly sense spiritual energy.

Not to mention mortals.

Therefore, Ding Ling did not practice in this world. He has gathered all his immortal power and is only preparing to use his pure physical power to run rampant in this world, and will not waste his immortal power at will.

Unless you need to fly to the sky and escape like before, you will only use your immortal power.

…

The years are long.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

Because Ding Ling is in no hurry to go to Xianyang.

The speed of the Qilin horse is not fast, and it walks slowly like an ordinary horse.

Ding Ling sat on the horse, rarely opening his eyes, and kept sorting out what he had learned.

He knows too many things.

I rarely had time to calm down and sort things out before, but now I am forced by Guanyin Bodhisattva and fall into the mortal world.

But it is an opportunity to settle down oneself physically and mentally.

This is for him.

There are benefits too.

At the very least, after more than ten days of sorting out, his Taoist mind has become more clear, and what he has learned is spread throughout his body, becoming more and more perfect.

These Taoist magic powers and martial arts are all at the maximum level.

It was carefully integrated and adjusted by Ding Ling, making it more suitable for one's own soul and internal organs.

After more than ten days.

However, Ding Ling's breathing became longer and longer, and his breath became more and more unfathomable!

This is the growth of Taoism.

Cognition is improving.

Physical magic transforms and evolves in perfection.

It was precisely because he realized that such a historical world was beneficial to his own Taoism, transformation of magic, etc. that Ding Ling calmed down and integrated what he had learned.

Why is this happening?

Ding Ling also had some guesses.

It is probably related to the fact that the way of heaven in this historical world is extremely fragile.

Therefore, Ding Ling can easily decipher the heavenly ways in this world, and use the power of heavenly ways to analyze past supernatural powers and spells, so that his own Taoism can grow unknowingly.

As for how to use the power of heaven?

Ding Ling is already an immortal!

A little bit of magical power.

It can break the heaven and the earth.

If Heaven doesn’t cooperate, it must cooperate with him!

If not, if Ding Ling breaks this world, Tiandao will die!

The Heavenly Dao in this world has a slightly hazy consciousness and knows how to protect itself. Therefore, when it discovered Ding Ling, it took the initiative to cooperate with Ding Ling without the need for Ding Ling to call him.

It was precisely because of its initiative that Ding Ling realized that staying in such a world could actually benefit a lot.

That's the case.

Ding Ling was not in a hurry.

He was even planning to find a place deep in the mountains and forests to retreat.

But he also has tasks in this world, and this integration of himself and the cooperation of heaven and earth can be carried out anytime and anywhere.

So there is really no need to go into the deep mountains and old forests.

Ding Ling thought it would be good to just take it one step at a time.

"No wonder I killed Liu Bang, the law of heaven showed no sign of it at all."

Ding Ling shook his head, feeling relieved.

Liu Bang is a peerless figure with the best luck in this world.

Although he is a ruffian.

But he is loved by heaven and earth!

Being able to survive from desperate situations brings countless wonderful encounters.

However, when he met an immortal like Ding Ling, he was killed so easily that even heaven could not save him.

Also worried about Ding Ling's strength.

The Heavenly Dao did not dare to strike Ding Ling with thunder.

This was the Heavenly Dao protecting itself.

Of course, Ding Ling's arrival would definitely bring great changes to this world. Although the Heavenly Dao was ignorant, it seemed to have such a perception, so it was very good to Ding Ling.

The fundamental purpose seemed to be to hope that Ding Ling could lead this historical plane world to a higher level.

In this way.

The Heavenly Dao could also become stronger.

Exchange of interests.

It works at any time.

…

…

It was not known whether it was driven by the Heavenly Dao or because of Han Xin's strong luck.

In the evening of this day.

Halfway.

Han Xin ran out of the forest in a mess, shouting to Ding Ling, "Hero, help me!"

He had a delicate face, a thin body, and a pair of extremely smart eyes, but at this moment his eyes were filled with panic and fear, and his calves were shaking.

He ran very fast, but no matter how fast he ran, he could not be faster than the violent bear behind him.

Roar!

The violent bear roared and ran wildly. Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to him, Han Xin could smell the bloody and stinky smell.

He stared, terrified, and screamed, but a sword flew past his ear, poof!

He heard the sound of flesh piercing.

He looked behind him almost instinctively.

At this sight.

Han Xin's pupils shrank and he took a breath of cold air.

But he saw that there was a sharp sword stuck in the head of the fierce beast violent bear!

The sharp sword went straight into the head of the violent bear!

It seemed to cause an absolute damage value that killed the violent bear in one blow.

The mountain-like violent bear fell straight behind him, and the cruel and man-eating light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Until this moment.

Han Xin seemed to have let go of the big stone in his heart.

The fear in his eyes dissipated, replaced by shock and disbelief.

He suddenly looked at Ding Ling, and saw that Ding Ling was handsome, like a fairy or a saint, and he really lived up to the saying, "The man on the street is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"

Han Xin thought that he had a good appearance, but when he saw this man, he couldn't help but be shocked!

In addition, he seemed to have seen a sword flying past his ear just now.

He thought that it was probably the man in front of him who saved him, and he couldn't help but bowed to thank him:

"Thank you for saving my life, young master! Han Xin is very grateful! I will repay you in the future!"

"Han Xin?"

Ding Ling glanced at Han Xin, who looked about 20 years old. Although he was down and out, he had a good demeanor and luck. It can be seen that he will achieve great success in the future, but the great achievements in this world are nothing to Ding Ling.

What he cares about is the root of this person.

He gently squeezed the horse's belly, and the Qilin horse trotted to Han Xin's side. Ding Ling released a wisp of martial arts true energy and carefully checked it, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Han Xin's root bone has reached 89 points, which is a dragon-level genius!

You should know that there are only a few people like Li Xunhuan and Li Xiaoyao who have a root bone of more than 90 points. Most dragons are between 80 and 90 points.

To reach 89 points is already a peerless genius.

And Ding Ling is still very interested in cultivating geniuses. After all, Jiuzhou Shenmen does not lack ordinary disciples, but peerless geniuses.

The birth of a genius is incomparable to millions of ordinary disciples.

So Ding Ling didn't hesitate to listen to Han Xin's words, just smiled slightly and said directly:

"Are you interested in being a disciple of my sect?"

Han Xin was stunned, and then he was ecstatic:

"Of course I am interested, but I am old. Is it too late to practice martial arts?"

Han Xin hesitated, dejected and sad.

He was poor since childhood.

This life is full of twists and turns, ups and downs, and humiliation!

He was going crazy wanting to stand out.

But it was not easy to stand out in the Qin Dynasty.

Therefore, although he was full of ambition and had lofty ideals, as long as he spoke out, he would be ridiculed and despised. Over time, Han Xin stopped saying these words and became more and more silent.

But even so, his suffering did not decrease.

Some time ago, he was forced by a group of people to flee far away. Unexpectedly, he lost his way when he fled into the forest. After eating all the dry food, he could only eat wild fruits and herbs in the mountains. He was hungry all the way. He finally climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the hope of getting out of the mountains, but he met a violent bear at the foot of the mountain and was chased to the point where he had no way to go up to the sky or down to the ground.

The pain.

Speaking of it, it was really a lot of tears.

At this moment, hearing that his savior seemed to want to accept a disciple, how could Han Xin not be happy?

Although he was just an ordinary person.

But he had practiced martial arts before, but his foundation was not very good, his family was poor, and he could not even eat enough, so he had no conditions to practice martial arts, so he was delayed in practicing martial arts.

In a blink of an eye, decades had passed, and his skills were still mediocre. Not to mention dealing with a bear, he might not even be able to catch up with a chicken!

So when he saw Ding Ling kill the violent bear by just throwing a sword casually, he was in awe, shocked, and envious.

So when Ding Ling spoke, Han Xin was ecstatic.

"Age is not a problem. For my art, not to mention being in your twenties, you can learn it at any time even if you are in your seventies or eighties."

Ding Ling's words gave Han Xin a great surprise:

"Then I am willing to learn."

"Yes."

Ding Ling nodded.

Han Xin looked at Ding Ling's extremely young appearance, and worshipped a young man younger than himself as his teacher?

Han Xin gritted his teeth, knelt down with a plop, and was about to kowtow to Ding Ling.

But Ding Ling stopped him:

"Wait a minute."

"Um?"

Han Xin looked up in confusion and felt a little lost:

"Isn't Master ready to accept me?"

A leopard can be seen in the tube.

Ding Ling casually kills the bear with a sword, which shows that even if Ding Ling is not the enemy of ten thousand people, it is easy for him to become the enemy of hundreds of people. And Ding Ling is still so young, which shows that he has a rich background in the sect and is highly skilled in martial arts!

Han Xin had heard a lot of unofficial storytellers, and he had once longed for a life as a hero, but later on, conditions were limited and he became self-aware, so this yearning was lost without even realizing it.

Now that I have witnessed this magical swordsmanship with my own eyes, how can I miss it?

So he looked at Ding Ling very longingly:

"As long as I can learn this kind of swordsmanship, I can do anything you want!"

"I will teach you swordsmanship, but I don't accept apprentices, so don't call me master."

"..."

Han Xin breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also puzzled:

"Didn't you say you would accept me into the sect?"

"good."

Ding Ling said calmly:

"My sect is Jiuzhou Shenmen. After I teach you swordsmanship, you will be my disciple of Jiuzhou Shenmen. After that, whether you can become an inner disciple, a core disciple, or an elder in Jiuzhou Shenmen, it all depends on It depends on your personal ability.”

"Kyushu Divine Gate?"

Han Xin was moved, hearing this name was extraordinary:

"Why have I never heard of it?"

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Have you ever heard of a sword flying in the air to kill a bear?"

"..."

Han Xin stopped talking and asked curiously:

"I wonder where the Nine Provinces Divine Sect is located? When can I enter the Divine Sect to meet the elders of the sect?"

"I won't tell you until your martial arts practice reaches a level that satisfies me."

Ding Ling said calmly.

Han Xin smiled bitterly and saluted Ding Ling:

"What a troublesome little master."

"I'm not your master, just call me Young Master."

"good."

Han Xin followed the good advice:

"That's troublesome, sir."

"Um."

Ding Ling's finger sword:

"You pull out the sword, we will roast the bear here today."

"good."

Han Xin went to draw his sword.

You can see that this bear is as big as a mountain, and its arms are thicker than his waist! To draw his sword, he had to leap onto the bear and walk up to the bear's head.

Act like this.

When he walked to the bear's head and looked down at the bear's eyes as big as copper bells, Han Xinwu felt fear in his heart. Even though the violent bear was dead, the murderous and bloody smell that rushed towards him still made him suffocate for a time.

He held his breath, held the hilt of the sword, and with a clear shout, the hilt did not move at all.

"..."

Han Xin couldn't help but glance at Ding Ling. Seeing Ding Ling looking at him with an indifferent expression, he couldn't help but feel panicked, ashamed, and shy. He immediately used force again and let out a loud shout. The hilt of the sword shook a little, but the distance was far away. Pulled out, still not even close.

The sword seemed to be stuck in the hard skull of the violent bear.

It is no longer something that ordinary people can pull out.

In addition, Han Xin had been running all the way and was out of breath from exhaustion. It was really difficult for him to draw his sword now.

He tried several times, then sat down slumped, his face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly:

"Ashamed, ashamed. Young Master, I, I, I can't pull it out."