To be honest, Ling Zhan has no good feelings for Jian Wuchen. The so-called great fortune he mentioned almost ruined his life. If he hadn't deduced it at the last moment and understood some of the Wuji Shooting Yuanshou's hands, he would probably have died.

However, without Jian Wuchen's push, Ling Zhan would not have gone to the top of Wanjian Mountain, nor could he learn Wuji's Yuanshou's hand, nor could he absorb the power of heaven, and formed a Dzi bead representing numerology in the Dantian. Therefore, Ling Zhan could not be disgusted with Jian Wuchen.

When he heard the sound behind him, Ling Zhan's expression was indifferent, he slowly turned around, looked at the happy Jian Wuchen, and said calmly: "Senior, is there anything wrong?"

Jian Wuchen was surprised by Ling Zhan's cold attitude. He thought that this kid was able to recast the sword bones, but it was all his contribution. If he had not helped him, he would be an ordinary Wuzong. Now he has a recast sword bones. Unexpectedly, he turned against him in a blink of an eye.

Although Ling Zhan's indifference made Jian Wuchen a little angry, at first glance, Ling Zhan's clothes were unblocked, his skin was black and his body was scarred. Jian Wuchen understood why Ling Zhan's attitude had a turn of 360 degrees. After all, he was a powerful swordsman who had lived for seventy or eighty years. When Jian Wuchen thought of the situation just now, he knew that Ling Zhan felt bad for him to take him to Wanjian Mountain.

"Boy, I don't know if I should say something." Jian Wuchen said calmly to Ling Zhan: "Why don't we go in first?"

Ling Zhan didn't know what Jian Wuchen sold in the gourd, so he nodded and opened the door and walked in. The lights and candles in the room burned out, and Ling Zhan lit one again. Seeing that the starry sky outside was dim, he estimated that it was two o'clock in the morning.

Jian Wuchen walked into the room, sat on the bent chair beside the bed, reached out and took out a pack of tea from the wooden table box, poured water from the pot and brewed a cup for Ling Zhan: "This is our Tianmen unique green axis tea. Drinking a cup of eye-catching and refreshing, drinking two cups of solid essence and cultivation, drinking three cups can also improve your skills, which is rare!"

Ling Zhan took the tea, drank it all, then stared at Jian Wuchen's eyes, and said, "Senior, I don't understand why you took me to the Wanjian Mountain and why you helped me temper my sword bones. If there were no senior brother, you and I would not be a chance meeting, but why would you help me?" He stepped onto the Wanjian Mountain and had thirty million winds and thunder under his feet, holding the long sword white dew, and one wave of clouds and mist was destroyed, and two waves of thunder dragons were cut off. If there were no Jian Wuchen, Ling Zhan could not imagine or do it!

He didn't understand why Jian Wuchen helped him. Could it be that he just had a sword bone?

Ling Zhan doesn't believe it.

Jian Wuchen savored the Green Axle Tea. After hearing Ling Zhan's words, he put down the glass cup in his hand, stood up from the bent chair, straightened his righteous uniform, stared at Ling Zhan and said, "You and I have a fate to meet each other, but I have limited energy, and I have only condensed a sword bone until now." Jian Wuchen put his hand on Ling Zhan's broad shoulders and said seriously: "You are different. You are the most talented swordsman I have ever seen. Not to mention that you are born with a sword bone, you are not old, but you have condensed a sword intent at such a fifteen or sixteen-year-old situation."

Ling Zhan nodded and said that after this month, he would be sixteen years old.

"Okay, very good." Jian Wuchen was very satisfied with Ling Zhan's answer and continued, "Although you have become a disciple of Mishan Martial Master, I still want to tell you that the sword path has extremely strict requirements on talent. It would be a pity if your sword bones do not achieve the immortal sword path!"

Ling Zhan gradually fell into deep thought after listening to Jian Wuchen's words. He said rightly that pursuing swordsmanship is the lifelong pursuit of every swordsman. However, he is not only a swordsman, but also a beast spirit body and a beast master. At the same time, he is also a master of formations and a formation master.

Seeing Ling Zhan silent, Jian Wuchen turned his back: "Boy, risks and opportunities are there. You just stepped on Wanjian Mountain. Ten thousand swords triggered the Qiyun to help you recast the sword bones. Although there are many risks, you have survived it and you should be able to feel the difference in your body now. I know, you may think that I have other thoughts, plot against you, or kill people and seize things." Speaking of this, Jian Wuchen suddenly laughed: "Is there no good people in this world? I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to have a kind heart to witness a genius growing up with my help!"

After saying that, Jian Wuchen moved his steps and walked out the door. Before closing the door, he grabbed the void and threw it to Ling Zhan with a jade tube: "Boy, these are the first six styles of "The Sword of the Ten Directions". Go back and see it slowly!" After saying that, Jian Wuchen closed the door and left.

After Jian Wuchen completely walked away, Ling Zhan boiled hot water and prepared to take a shower. He took off his broken clothes on his body, then closed his eyes and entered the bathtub with pleasure. He felt the heat around him. Ling Zhan explored his dantian.

At the moment when he was about to die, Ling Zhan was cut off when he was cut off, and he bet all his money and life on Wuji Sheyuan's hands.

As a result, Ling Zhan bet right, and with the help of burning essence and blood, he used "Tian Xun Yue" to calculate the first page of "Wuji Shooting Yuanshou" and successfully practiced!

Looking at the translucent celestial bead with flowing light in the middle of the dantian, Ling Zhan smashed it, and reached out to pick up a pear from the table and chewed it. To be honest, the biggest harvest tonight was not the sword bone tempered by the robbery cloud, but the translucent celestial bead in the center of the body.

"Wuji She Yuanshou" is very clear. If you want to absorb other people's skills, you must first learn to seize the vitality of heaven and earth.

This kind of seizure is not an ordinary warrior who can transform the essence of heaven and earth into the body through cultivation, but rather the most domineering force plunder, which directly defies the heaven and changes fate, introduces the vitality of all things into themselves and transforms them into their own power!

Ling Zhan was very bold. Faced with a situation of death, he was not afraid to directly absorb the power of heaven, introduce the power of the dragon of the Tribulation Cloud into himself, and condense the natal heavenly beads in his body. According to the Yuanshou, if you want to forcibly plunder the heavenly energy without harming your body, you must first condense the natal heavenly beads.

Dzi beads, also known as the Eye of Storm, when plundering vitality, the energy of heaven and earth does not wander from the meridians, but passes through the body and directly enters the natal Dzi beads. After practicing the Yuanshuo hand, the Eye of Storm is like a vortex of the abyss, constantly absorbing the power of the outside world. The higher the level of cultivation, the faster the speed of the Storm Eye, the purer the Dzi beads. Now the Dzi beads in Ling Zhan’s dantian are translucent and are still a distance away from purity, but the Eye of Storm rotates very quickly and constantly absorbs the power of the golden thunder dragon. Moreover, Ling Zhan vaguely remembers that if you want to absorb other people’s skills, you must make the Dzi beads reach absolute purity.

After taking a hot shower, Ling Zhan wiped his body and changed his pajamas. He rolled and jumped onto the bed, and after exploring his natal dzi beads, he naturally had to look at the recast sword bones. To be honest, this time the tempering was not thorough, but it was at least twice as strong as before.

Ling Zhan was still very satisfied with his performance tonight. He killed two birds with one stone and was one step closer to Wu Zun. Thinking of this, Ling Zhan remembered that when Jian Wuchen left, he threw a jade tube to him.

"Look at the difference between the authentic "Single Sword of the Ten Directions" and the ones that Bingge Tower gave me!"

Ling Zhan turned over, took out the jade tube from the storage ring, and poked out his spiritual sense to enter it. There was no limit on this jade tube that recorded the Ten Directions Killing Swords. As soon as Ling Zhan investigated, his spiritual sense went in.

"Hey, the first move is Pojun?"

Ling Zhan was a little surprised to hold the jade tube. The ten-way killing sword he learned had the fast-pitched character and the small tornado style. The jade tube given to him by Jian Wuchen started from Pojun, followed by the second style of killing dragons and killing gods. The fourth move was to shake mountains and rivers, the fifth move was to swallow thousands of miles, and the sixth move was to Baihong Guanri. The moves were the same name, but the sorting was different. Apart from the most powerful swords behind Kaitianmen and Wanjian Return to the Sect, the basic skills were no longer in mind.

"No wonder, the Bingge Sect dominated the five major areas for ten thousand years, and Tianmen's "Ten Directions Killing Sword" is not as comprehensive as what he has learned, so it is normal." Just as Ling Zhan was about to withdraw from the jade tube, he suddenly saw a phantom, and Jian Wuchen had long been left in the jade tube.

The Phantom slowly spoke: The killing sword in the ten directions is the most powerful technique of swordsmanship. Only those with a sword bone can understand its essence. Time flies, and fifty years of selection in the world are about to be selected. I am close to my seventies, but I have not accepted any disciples. This jade tube is given to those who are destined to be, and I only hope to enter the magnificent holy land and obtain the immortal sword!

After the Phantom said that, the jade tube was broken and turned into powder.

Ling Zhan looked at the white powder on his hand and fell into deep thought: "The Holy Land of Glory? Why do you think it sounds so familiar? It seems that you have heard of it somewhere. Also, the Immortal Sword sounds very awesome. In the future, you will definitely be more respectful when you get this sword in the world!"

Ling Zhan took out a piece of white paper and wrapped the jade tube powder. When he was about to throw it into the trash can, he suddenly remembered that his senior brother Mu Kong once said that the top ten of the top ten were to enter the glorious holy land in the five major regions for 50 years!

"This Jian Wuchen, half of his words, is so infuriating!"

Ling Zhan was lying on the bed, his mind was filled with images of the immortal sword. The glorious holy land was lingering in his heart. He was in a state of unbearable mood in the middle of the night and had no sleepiness at all. When he thought of the magic sword in his hand, he was full of power, he became excited.
Chapter completed!