Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight sword dancing
People who can come here are undoubtedly lucky. This has nothing directly to do with being invited. Many people come here just to see what the Daotian Pavilion, which is one of the three major sects, is. Many people initially have the idea of exploring cultivation, and some are even hostile.
But at this moment, when everyone raised their wine glasses and savored them one by one, what they thought was very different from the beginning.
It seems that now is the taste of a party.
The fragrance of wine, flowers, and laughter are intertwined, and the dissipation of energy also ignite everyone's emotions.
Although the wine brew is good, it is still drunk in the end. Some people's eyes flashed with essence, which is that the essence cannot be refined and can only be scattered out of their bodies. Some people release magical powers in the sky, unwilling to waste excess essence, and some people seem to be unsatisfied. Obviously, such a glass of wine brew is not enough to enjoy it, but there are only so many wine brews.
After drinking the wood name, I silently closed my eyes and felt that the wood spirit body in my body was the most active. Whether it was flower wine or wine, it was made by collecting herbs and other great tonics and blending them. It was the most vivid. The wood spirit body was the most sensitive to these breaths. Therefore, when the wine wine entered the abdomen and turned into essence and energy Liu Rang in the meridians, the wood spirit body had already begun to absorb these spiritual energy and store them. In addition, there was the spiritual body that had just condensed, and the desire for essence was also extremely strong.
Therefore, a glass of wine is not wasted.
Jin Lin recovered his mood at this time. After savoring the wine, he saw Mu Ming’s face and his heart was not beating. He couldn’t help but sigh: “I can’t tell that your cultivation level can completely absorb the essence of this cup. It takes several hours to refine this cup by cultivator who usually enters your cultivation level.”
Mu Ming said: "I just opened a spiritual body, so I have to stop it."
Jin Lin felt relieved when he heard this. He knew a lot of divine power and energy needed to build a spiritual body.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Jin, otherwise the sword will be sent to someone."
Mu Ming thought of the scene just now, and felt funny in his heart, so he couldn't help but say it.
Jin Lin shook his head and continued, "I'm afraid no one likes a broken sword, and it's just an ordinary iron sword, not a divine treasure."
What Jin Lin said was not false. His sword was very ordinary, otherwise it would not have been broken that day. If a sword cultivator finds a good sword, his strength would probably increase greatly, but Jin Lin obviously did not do this, for some reason.
At this time, the snake also put down the wine glass with its tail, and the wine glass immediately dispersed, forming a lotus, and then slowly sank into the giant lotus and disappeared.
"If you understand it thoroughly, every grass and every tree can hurt people. If you can't understand it thoroughly, holding the most powerful treasure will probably only hurt yourself and not hurt people."
Bashe shook his head and said, looking at the golden scale's black sword for a moment before he expressed his feelings.
Jinlin nodded and said yes, and Bashe said that he felt that in his heart.
Mu Ming's heart moved and said to each person and a snake: "I just now had a different spiritual body."
Bashe said: "Tell me specifically."
As he said that, he stood up, a little surprised.
Jin Lin was also curious. Although his cultivation level was much higher than that of wood, he never looked down on it.
Mu Ming immediately told him about the changes in his spiritual body. The seventh spiritual body was cultivated after taking the Dao Lotus Seed. Moreover, his arms were not like other spiritual bodies, but were two short swords. This made him feel strange, but after he finished speaking, he heard Jin Lin silently and just thinking silently.
Bashe said: "Although most people cultivate spiritual bodies mainly to cultivate themselves, and a very small number of people cultivate other things, such as weapons, plants and trees, but you are a bit inappropriate."
After hearing this, Mu Ming did not think that Ba Snake did this on purpose, and in its opinion, it was the same.
Jin Lin said at this time: "If you guessed it wrong, I think it was the sword in the lotus seed transformed into shape. After I swallowed the lotus seed, I seemed to have more understanding of the sword Tao in my heart, as if there was some rule in my heart, but I couldn't explain it clearly.
Junior brother, you are transformed into shape, and your spiritual body is relatively illusory. This is somewhat similar to the virtual sword we mentioned before. However, after the transformation of the gods, you will only change after the soul is condensed. Don’t mention this matter to others, for fear that some people will steal your sword intent.”
Mu Ming immediately said sternly: "Thank you, Senior Brother. I learned that Senior Brother is just saying something, and I feel a little relieved, for fear of a change."
Upon hearing this, Jin Lin smiled and said, "Why care? There are too many indescribable mysteries in the practice of cultivation. Some people use weapons, plants and trees as spirits. I have heard people say that the spirits of male cultivators are all female bodies. Although this situation is a bit special, it is still within the scope of understanding, so there is no need to care."
At this time, the man from Daotian Pavilion saw that everyone had drunk all the wine in his glasses and said, "A glass of thin wine is a little less, but it is a bit of thought. I hope everyone will not dislike it."
When the others heard this, they said, "You are kind to me, Senior Brother, this wine is amazing, and it saves me from waiting for several months of hard practice. This is a fortune. How dare we be greedy?"
"It is precisely this reason, we should have a warm hospitality, and we should remember the reward in our hearts. However, we don't have this divine wine, otherwise we would have to ask our senior brother to drink a few drinks to express our gratitude."
Others are very kind to say. In comparison, the spiritual wine they bring is difficult to reach the elegant hall, so that's why I said this.
The man stopped talking about anything else and then sat down after holding his fists.
But at this moment, a disciple behind him stood up and said, "Senior Brother, I have heard that Tianyun's magical power is invincible for a long time. I really want to ask for advice, so I'll ask my senior brother to be accustomed to it."
But the man frowned slightly and said, "Don't be rash. Japan is here to invite you to come here to gather. Don't hurt the harmony."
The man was about to say something, but when he saw his senior brother's face was solemn, he was about to step down.
But at this moment, Mu Luo stood up and said, "What my senior brother said is not bad, but I have drunk all the fine wine. If no one can help you, it will be a bit elegant."
After saying that, he closed the paper fan in his hand, and then said to everyone: "Everyone, I have heard that Daotian Pavilion is famous for a long time and has unparalleled swordsmanship. Today, I will ask for advice. How about giving up this first battle?"
The others naturally applauded, and only a few children of the big clan remained unchanged.
"Since that's the case, let me ask the senior brother of the Wood Clan to take action, so that I can wait and see."
Some people responded and they were not interested in the fight between the big clans, but they naturally saw that some people had made their debut. Whether it was Daotian Pavilion or the Wood Clan, they were all sects and families with a long history. If they could see them, it would be worth it.
Many people began to cheer, some people praised Muluo, and some people called out the name of Daotian Pavilion. At this time, there was no idea, just to see a dragon and a tiger fighting.
"Please, but I don't know who will teach me."
Mu Luo looked at the disciples in the center. His eyes looked at the man in the middle, but he couldn't see through it and couldn't help but turn his eyes lightly. However, no one was watching him, which made him a little unhappy.
At this time, the man said, "Mr. Mu Luo, who has the cultivation level of the early stage of the God Transformation, has killed the ferocious beasts in the middle stage. Among the peers of the Wood Clan, it is ranked 21st. Dong Hong, go and ask Junior Brother Mu Luo for guidance."
Mu Luo's expression remained unchanged when he heard this person's words, but he thought in his heart that this was true. Daotian Pavilion could master such a meticulous understanding that he had to inform the seniors in the clan.
Dong Hong was the one who had just stood up to invite the battle. He was about twenty years old, which was similar to Mu Luo. He could not tell anything about his cultivation. Obviously, there was a secret method hidden.
Mu Luo didn't dare to be careless, and his cultivation had begun to condense inadvertently.
"Please give me advice."
"Don't dare."
After the two of them clasped their fists, the man in Daotian Pavilion clenched his five fingers slightly, and suddenly a piece of space appeared in the giant lotus. The space was a hundred feet in radius, but it seemed to be shrinking from the outside.
"The technique of Sumeru."
Jin Lin said in a lost voice, but at this time he focused his attention on the two of them.
The two men's bodies shook and entered the space one after another. Everyone saw that the two men's bodies were as small as they were, less than half a foot long.
At this time, the man continued to raise his hand, and the space floated directly in the air, so that everyone could see the battle clearly.
"View with your mind."
Someone said loudly, and everyone followed suit, but the scene in front of him changed. There were no other people in the scene in front of him, as if the distance between them had been narrowed, and their eyes fell directly on the two of them.
At this time, the figures of these two people were the same as before.
At this moment, Mu Luo and Donghong took action.
Mu Luo used paper fans as weapons, but the other man used the long sword in his hand to fight against the enemy.
However, the two swords had no other magical powers, only the sword shadow echoed.
"The Wood Clan is worthy of being a big clan. The senior brother only mastered the sword intent for a moment. I admire Jing's ability to do this."
Chapter completed!