Martial World

Heavenly Fortune Kingdom, Seven Profound Martial House—

At this time, it had been a month since Lin Ming left Tianyun City.

On a winter afternoon, a light snow had just fallen, the clouds scattered and the snow was scattered, the sun was shining brightly, the snow was slowly melting, and there was a dampness in the air.

In the northwest corner of Qixuan Wufu, Sun Liang, the deacon in charge of the Wufu Registration Office, was boredly flipping through a biographical novel.

The work of the Wufu Registration Office is quite boring. It mainly records the time and place where Wufu disciples go out to practice or perform tasks. Otherwise, if a disciple disappears for too long without any reason, the Seven Profound Wufu will start an investigation. This is to ensure that The safety of Wufu disciples.

Since there are not many disciples of the Seven Profound Martial Palace going out to practice, it is not a lot to be able to register three or five disciples a day. This kind of boring and unpromising work, even a little capable martial artist is disdainful to do.

Sun Liang is a second-rank talented martial artist. Although his family can't compare with those big families, it is not bad. He used to have a little relationship and got into the Tianyun Martial Arts Palace. When he was too lazy to practice, Turtle became a deacon at the registration office of the Seven Profound Martial House.

When the novel was seeing the fun, the expression on Sun Liang's face could not help but enrich. As the protagonist's fate rose and fell, he smirked and became nervous, but when he was in high interest in reading, he suddenly felt the light dimmed. , a figure blocks the sun.

Sun Liang thought that a Wufu disciple was going to register to go out to practice, but his interest in reading the biographical novel was interrupted. Sun Liang raised his head in dissatisfaction. He was just about to ask the disciple when and where to go out to practice, but he was suddenly stunned.

In front of him stood a white robe that was as flowing as flowing water. A middle-aged man with a long piano on his back, he is slender, with thick eyebrows and star eyes, and his temperament is like a cloud in the sky, elegant and out of the dust.

"Snapped."

Sun Liang's biographical novel fell to the ground, he stood up tremblingly, opened his mouth, and said dryly: "Mansion... Palace Master..."

Sun Liang had the heart to die at this time. How could Qin Ziya, the head of the Seven Profound Martial Palace, come to him?

Qin Ziya smiled slightly. Naturally, he didn't intend to investigate Sun Liang's time to read the biographical novel. He said, "A month ago, Lin Ming made a travel record with you?"

Sun Liang hurriedly nodded. Originally, there were not many people who registered every day. Lin Ming's identity was unusual, so he naturally remembered it.

"Bring it to me."

"Okay… okay.

"

Sun Liang tremblingly found the travel records, and the classification was still clear. There was no situation where he couldn't find it temporarily, otherwise he really wanted to hit him to death.

Qin Ziya frowned slightly when she saw Lin Ming's travel time and autograph recorded on the paper.

Going out to practice for two months, the location is undecided...

"I see."

Qin Ziya gently closed the register and turned to leave.

Lin Ming had disappeared for a month. Although it was clearly written in the register that he went out to practice voluntarily, Qin Ziya felt that something was a little strange.

Lin Ming had offended many people, so it was absolutely unwise to go out to practice at this time.

Once his whereabouts are leaked, he may even be killed.

What's more, in the vicinity of Tianyun Kingdom. There is no good training place at all. Going out is not as fast as cultivating in the Seven Profound Martial Palace. The seven killing formations are open to Lin Ming at any time. How can there be such good training conditions outside?

The only thing the Seven Profound Martial Palace lacked was a true life-and-death battle. If Lin Ming wanted to experience this, he could go to the army, but Qin Ziya had already asked the army, and Lin Ming had never joined the army.

This made Qin Ziya wonder, what the hell was going on with Lin Ming?

Qin Ziya is back this time. It is to start preparing for the general examination in the near future.

Two months later, the Seven Profound Valley Society will send people down to check on the core disciples of the martial arts in several nearby countries and hold a tea martial arts meeting.

The tea martial arts meeting is held every three years. At that time, the core disciples of martial arts from all over the world will gather to have a tea ceremony and compete against each other.

This is the assessment of the core disciples of various countries. It is also the acceptance of the work of the Wufu itself. Even Qin Ziya, who seldom cares about the internal affairs of the Wufu, attaches great importance to this assessment.

At that time, he used the Seven Profound Order to issue it. He promised Lin Ming so many benefits, and he also hoped that Lin Ming could grow up in a short period of time and make a big difference in this tea and martial arts conference.

If the grades are good, not only the core disciples who have achieved the grades will be rewarded, but the Palace Master of the Martial House will also be rewarded.

Among them, the most precious reward is the Heavenly Enlightenment Pill.

Entering Heaven Pill is taken by the peak masters of the acquired day when they attack the innate.

No matter how amazing your talent is, if you want to enter the innate from the day after tomorrow, you have to take the Heavenly Enlightenment Pill.

The difference between innate and acquired is the innate interest. Innate breath can make the soul enter a state of emptiness and tranquility, and it is easier to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth.

When the baby is in the mother's body, it relies on the qi and blood delivered by the umbilical cord to breathe, which is the innate breath.

After the baby is born, it is changed to nose and mouth breathing, and it is inevitable to be exposed to acquired turbidity, and the congenital breath is gone.

From the acquired to the congenital, the mortal roots must be removed, and the acquired external interest must be changed to the congenital internal interest.

This requires washing the tendons and cutting the marrow to reproduce the innate breath-taking pill!

Theoretically speaking, a martial artist with unparalleled talent can use his own strength to expel the acquired turbidity in the body, without relying on medicinal herbs, and enter the innate by himself. Of course, this is only a theory, in fact, no one can do it.

This Heaven Entering Pill is also an extremely precious thing in the Seven Profound Valley. Not only in the Seven Profound Valley, but also in other major sects, the Heaven Entering Pill is extremely scarce.

Because the materials for entering the Heaven Pill are too hard to find, even if they are collected, there is still a chance of failure.

Seven Profound Valley refines a pot of Heavenly Pill almost every three years, and the finished product is only twenty or thirty.

These more than twenty pills, so many disciples to divide, is obviously not enough.

The Seven Profound Valley stipulates that the Heavenly Enlightenment Pill is only awarded to the acquired peak masters with outstanding talent, but even if these masters take the Heavenly Enlightenment Pill, they may not be able to enter the innate.

Qin Ziya's talent is already defying enough. He started to practice at the age of 20, and reached the peak of the acquired day at the age of forty-five. At the beginning, he had also been assigned a Heavenly Enlightenment Pill. After taking it, he hit the innate bottleneck, but in the heart of Qin There is a little problem, just one step away!

As a result, Qin Ziya stayed at half a step in the innate. Over the years, he wandered deep in the mountains and valleys, experienced the heart of the piano, and finally became a master of the piano. Now, he urgently needs a heaven-penetrating pill to hit the innate bottleneck!

Every three years, at the Tea Martial Arts Fair, there are only two Heavenly Enlightenment Pills, one for core disciples and one for Wufu Palace Master.

Only reward the first!

However, the one rewarding the core disciple will not be fulfilled until he reaches the peak of the day after tomorrow.

After all, when the cultivation base is not enough, it is a waste to eat the Heavenly Enlightenment Pill.

For the core disciples, the rewards are not only the promised heaven-sending pills, but also other rich rewards, including high-grade human-level treasures, top-grade medicinal pills, core exercises and so on.

Of course, Qin Ziya wanted to get the Tiantian Dan, but he did not expect Lin Ming to take the first place. The first place was too far away. The strength of the Seven Profound Martial Palace of the Heavenly Fate Kingdom was not very strong. Compared with the Huo Luo Kingdom, the Dongyang Kingdom was inferior. Not a lot.

However, if he didn't win the first place this time, there would be another time, if he couldn't win the next time, there would be another next time. After all, Lin Ming was only fifteen years old, and he was able to participate in three tea and martial arts festivals.

Even if he couldn't get it three times, Lin Ming should still be able to achieve good results, which was considered a great achievement for Qin Ziya.

But Qin Ziya did not expect that when he came back, Lin Ming had disappeared for a month and his whereabouts were unknown.

Southern Xinjiang, Blackwater Swamp—

Lin Ming and Huo Huozi had been chasing each other for an hour!

During this hour-long chase, the two fought a dozen times, but neither could do anything to the other.

Another 30% of the real energy in Lin Ming's body was consumed. After such a long flight and high-intensity fights, even if he had strong qi and blood and was supplemented by the "Chaos Real Essence Art", he couldn't support it any longer.

If it goes on like this, after another hour, he will run out of real energy!

On the other hand, the boy behind him was not in a situation where his true essence was depleted. This is because the flame boy was originally more profound than Lin Ming, and secondly, this boy was not a real entity, but a fire spirit. extinguish.

Lin Ming's heart was very anxious, this was not the way to go.

Stop and fight, he can't win, and if he delays for a long time, he will be caught up by the deity taught by Huo Chi.

If he continued to escape, he could hold on for an hour at most, after which his real essence was exhausted, and he didn't need the deity of Headmaster Huo Chi to arrive. This flame boy alone could kill him!

Seems to be in a dead end...

No, there will always be vitality, but I didn't think of it!

clam down!

Lin Ming's breathing became lighter, and his mind also entered a state similar to ethereal martial intent. He had to come up with a way to break this dead end.

At this time, six hundred miles away from Lin Ming, a bald-headed middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the Divine Wind Sculpture with an indifferent expression. This man was the headmaster of Huo Chi, Chiyue.

Riding the Kamikaze eagle chased him for more than an hour, and at the same time he was restrained by the Fire Spirit clone, but even so, he was still 600 miles away.

However, Chiyue is not in a hurry, he is waiting for work, but his prey has been consuming true yuan, as long as he waits another hour, he will almost win without fighting.

It's just that the strength of this prey is too unexpected. Only the peak of bone forging, but it has a strong fighting power to catch up with the acquired martial artist. Not only that, he can also fly, and his endurance and long-lasting fighting ability are also terrifying!

"Whatever secret you have, it will be mine!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Chiyue's mouth. His goal was to conquer the southern border, and no one could stop him.

But at this moment, the smile on Chiyue's face suddenly froze, and immediately, his complexion changed greatly!

"This...this is...Suzaku!!"

Six hundred kilometers away, Lin Ming stared at the big red bird flying in the sky with wide eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief. Is this the Vermillion Bird?

The legendary holy beast actually appeared in front of his eyes? (To be continued..)