"One of the inevitable conditions for any cultivator in the upper realm to enter the Yuanling Realm is to establish a holy soul pattern."

Nushan sat on the branch of a short pine tree, looking at me like the moon, and continued to say: "And ordinary monks can only create one soul pattern, and most of them are weaker soul patterns, only the size of rice grains, which can increase the power of the holy soul by 30% to 50% of the power of the holy soul. Those who can create the second soul pattern can be called geniuses. As for those who can create the third soul pattern, they can be called a master and transcend the genius. As far as I know, Lin Muzhao is also a figure who has created the three soul patterns. As for Li Qingyin, her talent and understanding are stronger, and she has created the fourth soul pattern for the first time, so she has also firmly held the throne of the chief of the Holy Palace of Tianfeng Academy. She is even the first person in the upper world. No one can surpass it for thousands of years."

I took a deep breath: "So powerful, I actually opened up four soul patterns."

"That's right."

Nushan smiled slightly and said, "Li Qingyin's sword that he used with all his strength may not be able to catch it in your state. This is the huge difference between realm and strength. The sword she said lightly has more than fifty times the power, and it is normal that you can't catch it. However, you have the advantage of the explosion of ten levels of spiritual seas and bloodlines. If you can also create four soul patterns, then at least nearly two hundred times the power can burst out. I'm afraid that Li Qingyin will not be able to catch it at the same level as you."

"After all, the realm still occupies the most important factor. Once the realm is very different, even if you have a high talent and understanding, you may lose."

"That's right, whether it is the upper or lower realms, all spiritual practitioners use realms to judge the victory or defeat. When we practice the great way and seek the true meaning of the heavenly way, our final purpose is only to improve our realm. Only when the realm reaches a certain level and can we see through all mysteries, can we truly transcend the three thousand worlds."

"Can anyone really get to that point?"

"No."

Nushan shook her head: "Even the one tied to the Orange Yang can only be regarded as a taboo, not a truly transcendent person. The real transcendence may be something that we cannot reach in our life."

I nodded, and did not speak anymore. I used the power of the human king to refine the Canglong Soul to further enhance the power of the Canglong Soul.

...

Time flies. Eight days pass by, and noisy sounds have come from the outside world. The genius geniuses of the major righteous sects living in the Shazhou City Inn are about to set off, and the auras of Lin Muzhao, Dongfang Lin'er and others are also fluctuating outside. It is estimated that Lin Muzhao will come to knock on my door soon.

At this time, the Canglong Soul, which had originally become illusory, condensed again, and reached a very moist level for the second time. The scales were thriving and full of reality. At the critical moment, one round of energy hit again!

"boom--"

A roar came from the depths of my soul, and then a taboo-like dragon roar sounded again. A Canglong magic image soared into the sky from the depths of my soul. A rushed out of my head, and then turned into a finger-sized dragon ball and flew into the mouth of Canglong Soul. It was fixed at the part close to the dragon's tail, becoming one of the Canglong's soul patterns.

The second soul pattern directly doubled the strength of the Canglong Soul!

According to Nushan's algorithm, my original attack could burst out with eighteen times the power, and then my attack could burst out with thirty-six times the speed. In other words, if the realm of a generation of heavenly women, Li Qingyin, returned to the peak of the Tailing Realm, I would almost be able to fight with her at this time. Moreover, I still have the chance to create one or two soul patterns, which would be stronger at that time, and perhaps surpass her myth.

As a saint, Li Qingyin is the number one in the younger generation in the upper world. She is so proud. If she cannot surpass her cultivation, how can she get her heart? Speaking of which, I am so miserable.

...

"Dongdong..."

There was a knock on the door from outside, and Lin Muzhao said outside: "My junior brother, you are ready to go. Have you finished your retreat?"

"Senior Sister Lin Muzhao is here."

Dan Tai Yao stood up and said, "Let's go out."

"Um."

I grabbed her little hand and pulled her out of the Divine Leaf World together. Then I quickly put the Divine Leaf World into my eyebrows and turned into a mark in my eyebrows. Then I pushed open the door casually. Lin Muzhao stood outside in a white dress, looking at me like a fairy, with beautiful eyes looking at me, and then looking at Dan Tai Yao. He smiled meaningfully: "Hmph, I took my junior sister here to practice dual cultivation, and was caught by my senior sister. What else do you have to say?"

I said lazily: "Senior Sister, don't joke. I didn't touch Junior Sister Dan Tai, let alone dual cultivation. Besides, I am not from Yin and Yang Palace, so I don't know how to dual cultivation at all."

Dan Tai Yao's face turned red and she said, "Senior Sister Mu Zhao, you misunderstood."

"There is no misunderstanding, let's go, let's go." Lin Muzhao turned around and flew out, and said with a smile: "You two should hurry up. Today will be a major event in the upper realm. The decisive battle between the boundaries of life and death will definitely be recorded in history. Perhaps our names will be known to the monks of later generations. Let's express it well!"

The battle between the righteous path of the upper realm and the blood demon clan and the corpse control clan, and the empress Tianxin who was so transcendent in person, this scene really makes people feel expectant!

...

Above Shazhou City, dense figures of monks intertwined. The righteous monks who were qualified to participate in this battle basically had the cultivation of the Human King Realm. Thousands of Human King Realm rushed to the sky and flew towards the endless sea of ​​corpses.

Hundreds of people came to Bailu Academy, all the disciples of the Holy Palace came, and the best among the disciples of the inner courtyard also arrived.

As Lin Muzhao flew to chase after him, he soon caught up with his master Shangguan Ziyi. Shangguan Ziyi was calm and wore a white holy cloak. He said, "Xiaoxuan, once you enter the dangerous area, you and Muzhao must guard both sides of your master and protect the Dharma for me."

I was shocked: "Master, my senior sister is a semi-saint realm, although she is qualified to be a master and protect her Dharma, but I...I am too spiritual realm..."

She smiled indifferently and said, "Master thinks you are qualified, so you will surpass those semi-saint realms."

Lin Muzhao also chuckled: "Junior brother, this is your respect for you, why don't you thank me?"

"Thank you, Master!"

Shangguan Ziyi didn't say anything else, and took us to the distance in the clouds and mist, and I took some time to come to the direction of the Tianzhuyuan and said respectfully to Zhuge Ming: "Disciple Bu Yixuan, see Master!"

Zhuge Ming held the wine gourd in his hand, his face turned red. He had obviously drunk a lot of wine and was smelly of alcohol. But at the moment when I paid homage, his eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled and said, "Good disciple, Master thought you wouldn't recognize me after you worshipped the head of the Sword Saint. It seems that you have not forgotten your original name..."

"Master was joking. He was a teacher for a lifetime. He was remembered and dared not forget it."

Tan Xing and Mu Yun also laughed: "Master, look, I said that my junior brother is not the kind of person who forgets his roots."

"I know."

Zhuge Ming looked at me deeply and said, "The Endless Sea of ​​Corpse is a very fierce place. With evil spirits at the level of a saint, you must follow your master. The head of the sect is one of the strongest sword saints in the entire upper world. With her, no one can hurt you."

"Disciples, remember, Master, Senior Sister, Senior Brothers, must be careful!"

"Yeah, go!"

...

Not long after, about ten miles away from the Sea of ​​Endless Corpse, blood clouds were covered with blood demons flying with wings in the sky, and the sound of hooves rumbled on the ground. At least one million troops of soldiers covered the earth, moving towards the Sea of ​​Endless Corpse. The inscription symbols above the cavalry flickered to resist the death and corrosive aura here.

Just on the coast of Endless Corpse, all the troops stopped and began to board the ship. Huge warships lie across the sea. Each warship had hundreds of restrictions on the periphery of each warship. These restrictions were quickly corroded by many heavy loads. The ship was also equipped with inscription troops, constantly strengthening the defense of the warships to cross the endless sea of ​​corpses.

It seems that the empire is indeed fully prepared.

In the distance, waves were surging, and huge figures appeared one by one, all of which were magnificent ancient corpses, including the semi-saint realm and the peak of the Yuanling realm, which are the corpse control tribes. There is a blood cloud above each ancient corpse. The Blood Demon tribe and the corpse control tribe have reached a consensus and we must join hands to fight against the power of the righteous path.

Recently, amidst the ups and downs, a semi-saint corpse dozens of feet high rushed over, and the fist was filled with holy energy, which smashed a warship into two pieces. The soldiers on the ship fell into the water one after another, corroded into white bones in the sea, and even the fine steel armor was melted instantly, which showed the horror of the corrosive power in the endless sea of ​​corpses.

I am on the left side of my master, and on the right side is Lin Muzhao.

Shangguan Ziyi chanted softly and recited some of the mantras. The next moment, a white light appeared in front of him. It was a divine sword surrounded by holy energy, nearly a hundred meters long, full of holy light, falling into the sea like a giant boat. Shangguan Ziyi shouted softly: "Disciple of the White Deer Holy Palace, follow me to step on the White Deer Holy Sword!"

It turns out that this sword is the treasure of the Bailu Academy of Mountain-Standard Treasure, the legendary holy artifact of the White Deer Sword!

Lin Muzhao and I jumped and landed at the sword edge of the Bailu Sword with the master. We stepped on the sword body and generated a powerful suction force on the soles of our feet. Behind us, Lu Qingshu, Zhang Xiuping, Mu Zhengping and others also fell one by one. The Bailu Sword burst out with holy power, dispelling the surrounding dead energy, forming a closed self-space, protecting the people on the sword, enough to traverse the endless sea of ​​corpses.

Shangguan Ziyi was wearing a white robe, with her hands behind her back, and she was filled with fairy charm. She felt confident and had a strong momentum. I really don’t know when I could get to this point. The Sword Saint is the ultimate goal in the minds of our sword cultivators!

The rest of the Bailu Academy also sacrificed magic weapons. The Lu Xuan, who was in the Heavenly Academy, sacrificed a military talisman, and densely appeared killing inscriptions, opening up a space in the endless sea of ​​corpses. Lu Yuan, the chief of the Wentian Academy, threw a scroll into the sea. In an instant, countless words gathered into a warship, full of Confucian and Taoist aura. As for my master Zhuge Ming, it was even simpler. He threw the wine gourd into the sea. The wine gourd instantly became larger, rising and falling, and endless sword intent around him rushed to guard him, carrying him, Tan Xing, Mu Yun, Zhou Junqiang and other disciples of the Heavenly Academy crossed the endless sea of ​​corpses.

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Chapter completed!