Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 169: Seven Profound Knife

Ning Xin refused to get up, he felt that Leng Rui was a child with a soft heart, so he should be easy to coax.

So, he kowtowed three times and said pitifully: "Elder brother, have pity on me! In order to enter Xunlong Temple, my parents borrowed goods from everywhere, and only managed to raise enough one hundred thousand taels of silver. I only hope I can learn A little way of cultivating immortals..."

Leng Rui watched coldly, without any reaction, not to mention that he couldn't teach any Cultivation Technique, even if he could, he wouldn't pass it on easily.

Compared with Dahu and Xiaowen, Leng Rui has no special affection for Ning Xin and Jiang Qing. On the contrary, people like Dahu, Erniu, and Xiaowen have experienced life and death together, and they have completely different feelings. Leng Rui has no reservations about them, trusts them completely, and is ready to pour out his heart and soul at any time.

Ning Xin was very disappointed, looking at the indifferent Leng Rui, he stood up, lowered his head, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Brother, I'm going back!"

"Okay! Go to bed early!" Leng Rui said lightly.

After a few days, Leng Rui became even more anxious. He didn't know if something happened to Dahu and the others, but there was always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

He is now in the Great Consummation of the Qi Refining Period, and he has a somewhat mysterious understanding of the changes in the world.

Feeling uneasy, he concluded that something must have happened to Duhu and the others.

"No! I want to go back to Changqing City!" Leng Rui couldn't sit still.

He called Ning Xin and Jiang Qing over, and said: "You two don't take the medicine pill for the time being, I have a little insight recently, I want to go out and experience it!"

Ning Xin and Jiang Qing were a little dumbfounded, what? How many days have you practiced? Going out to practice!

"Yes! I would like to obey my brother's orders!" Ning Xin and Jiang Qing hurriedly responded.

"Okay, I'll go out tomorrow, you can take a few days off and relax!" Leng Rui said with a smile.

That night, Leng Rui came to Lu Mingxuan's residence, ready to tell the Master that he wanted to go back to Changqing City.

It was the Taoist boy who received him, he handed over a knife and a Jade Slip, and then said: "Brother, Master is in Closed Door Training, it is not convenient to see you, he asked me to pass this knife and Saber Technique to you. "

"Thank you, Junior Brother!" Leng Rui felt a little bit lost in his heart, but it was also warm.

Master is Master, closed door training did not forget to teach himself Saber Technique, and gave himself a knife.

What kind of knife is this? It must be a treasured sword, and it must surpass the dragon-slaying sword no matter what!

Back at his residence, Leng Rui sat quietly in the dark without even turning on the lights, staring at the moonlight outside the window for a long time.

He slowly pulled the knife out of the scabbard, and a black light radiated gently, not dazzling. There are three big characters on the body of the knife: "Qixuan knife".

Leng Rui slowly poured his mind into the knife, a burst of cold air suddenly rushed out, making Leng Rui feel cold all over, and he shivered uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, a murderous aura surged out, piercing the soul, making people involuntarily generate a murderous intent.

Leng Rui couldn't help clenching the handle of the knife tightly, and he felt a kind of pride in his heart that "crosses the world and kills all directions".

He was stunned, what kind of knife is this, it can actually affect people's emotions, with the intention of killing.

The power of the soul was extracted, and he found that the knife did not recognize the owner, and there was no soul imprint of anyone in it.

"The Master should have erased the soul imprint!" Leng Rui understood in his heart.

Without hesitation, he engraved the imprint of his own soul on the knife.

All of a sudden, there was a connection between him and the knife, and the blade, which felt heavy at first, suddenly became lighter.

He stood up, came to the courtyard, and took a closer look at the Qixuan Saber under the bright moonlight.

It's still a dull luster, but the chill it exudes is still frightening.

Taking out the Jade Slip, he knew that it was a tool commonly used by cultivators to transmit text and images.

Put it on the forehead, and a text and image will appear in the mind.

This is the Qixuan Sword Jue and the 36-style Qixuan Saber Technique.

Saber Technique is displayed in the form of images, which is easy for people to remember moves.

After he finished reading it all, with a soft sound, Jade Slip turned into powder.

"It's really advanced, and it also has a self-destruct function." Leng Rui sighed secretly.

Stretching out his left hand to touch the cold blade, Leng Rui was somewhat agitated.

Every man has a dream, to fight Tianya with a sword, to eliminate violence and bring peace. Of course, it is also standard to have a smart confidante to accompany you.

Leng Rui is no exception.

He has been in this world for so long, stumbled and suffered countless hardships, and even risked his life a few times.

Now, he entered the Xunlong Temple and became the direct disciple of the temple master.

Although he rarely met, the Master taught him the Cultivation Technique in a down-to-earth manner.

He is lucky, the road ahead is long, he has a direction and a goal.

"Shua!" Raising the knife to the sky, the Qixuan knife unfolded in the first move, and the cold air emitted from the blade suddenly gave the small courtyard a chilling feeling.

"Shua! Shua! Slap!" Leng Rui unfolded the thirty-six-style Qixuan Saber Technique.

According to the knife formula, the energy in the body is continuously injected into the Qixuan knife.

The moonlight was like silver, and the light of the knife was like ink. Wherever the tip of the knife passed, there seemed to be a trace of frost in the air, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

Leng Rui immersed himself in selfless cultivation, unfolding the Thirty-six Forms and Seven Mysterious Saber Technique repeatedly, constantly experiencing and comprehending its subtleties.

"Fist never leaves hand, tune never leaves mouth", this is the truth he has long understood. Nothing can be achieved overnight, it must be tempered hard.

At dusk, Leng Rui received Saber Technique. He was surprised to find that the ground was covered with dead leaves at some point, and a layer of hoarfrost covered the ground.

After simply packing up his things, he walked out of the door gently and walked down the mountain.

After leaving the mountain guarding formation, he took out the dagger from the Neiwu hall, stepped on it with both feet, and said the formula in his mouth, the energy in his body was concentrated on the dagger.

The small sword body suddenly grew to more than three feet, and it rushed to the sky without a sound.

"Changqing City, here I come!"

"Eldest brother! Here I come!"

...

Leng Rui has a feeling that the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish are jumping.

Unable to bear it, he shouted loudly in the empty sky.

What he didn't know was that on the top of the high Haiming Peak, Lu Mingxuan in green robe was standing with his hands behind his back. His eyes were fixed on the figure of Leng Rui, which was like a small black dot, and his face was complex, with red and white uncertain.

"Go! Kill the world until the sky is dark, and restore a peaceful world." Lu Mingxuan muttered to himself, no one knew what he was thinking.