Then there is the third level of body tempering: warriors, martial artists, and great martial artists. This third level of body tempering is based on the essence of body tempering as the main cultivation process. Then there is the third level of spirit realm: martial spirit, Wuzong, and Wu King. The spiritual realm warriors focus on understanding the way of martial arts, which is more difficult than practicing at the third level of body tempering. After all, you can only understand the martial arts, but you can't tell the truth. No matter how wise the master accepts a stupid disciple, he cannot provide any shortcuts for the disciple at this moment.

From the third level of body tempering, each level of warriors is divided into nine grades, such as first-grade warriors, second-grade warriors, and so on. It can be seen that the difficulty of advancing to first level is difficult. There are nine small steps in total. Most people stay at the basic warriors and their cultivation will be difficult for life. A small number of warriors can be considered real warriors! Because at this time, the energy of warriors can be leaked and condensed into vital energy, and can attack their opponents without getting close to them.

Lian Lingyu and Lian Feng are very talented and are already martial artists at the age of fourteen. When ordinary warriors are still at the ninth level of martial artists, they are already martial artists! They can be called peerless geniuses of the Great Shang Dynasty. Such good seedlings are all hot products even in the powerful Central Alliance dynasty or some major sects.

But even so, the brother and sister dare not say that they will definitely become a strong man of Wuzong in the future. After all, in the path of cultivation, in addition to talent, there must be opportunities. Now that Wuzong is ahead, how can it not shock Lian Lingyu?

"Wu Zong, but what about Wu Zong?" Bing Zi said in a cold and cold manner: "The martial arts I practice are the best in the world. But it is very easy to get into a demon during the practice. At worst, it will die, and at least the yang energy will be completely destroyed. It means it is difficult to see the sun again. But I am already Wu Zong, and the strength of my own Yuan power can make me suppress this cold poison caused by being possessed by being possessed by the demon. The poison that can be suppressed will always explode one day. It was originally the fifteenth day of August every year, and then the full moon every month. If you catch up with the Yin Year, Yin Month, Yin Day, Yin, Yin, Yin, Yin, Yin, and Yin, you will freeze all over. If you can't get through, you will have only one death."

Bingzi paused and said, "Sister, since you are here, I guess it was because of the cold poison that traveled through my body that could have the vitality to activate the seven-star soul gathering array I set up. Listen to me that nonsense. I really didn't expect that someone could travel through my cold poison to come here. Maybe you with this physique may not be able to practice this set of martial arts. I have no reluctance to travel through the world in this life. Although I was surrounded and unable to survive this poison, I couldn't blame others. I used to kill them, but now they kill me. I always responded to one sentence: I have to pay back if I come out to make trouble."

The Ice Corpse sighed a long time ago, but Lian Lingyu was slightly surprised: It was not the Seven-Star Soul Resurrection Array, but the Seven-Star Soul Reconciliation Array?

"Junior, this is what I left for you." Bingzi took out a book from his arms and handed it to Lian Lingyu. The latter took it with both hands and looked at it: Soul-Devouring Remnant Art!

"This is the martial arts I practice. It should be a set of heavenly-level martial arts. It is very powerful! I have only been practicing for a hundred years, and I have become the Martial Sect. If it weren't for being possessed by the devil, I might have become the Martial Emperor! Even the legendary Martial Saint!" Speaking of this, a heat emanated from the cold voice of the Ice Corpse.

Every practitioner yearns for the highest realm of martial arts. And the powerful Wuzong master who has become an ice corpse in front of him is obviously no exception!

"Junior, if one day your cultivation really reaches the Martial Saint, please come to see me! OK?" Ice Corpse's tone exuded a strong desire, and his eyes, which were originally glowing green, miraculously turned into normal black eyes.

Lian Lingyu nodded: "I can do it." Although she had never even seen Wu Zong before, oh, no. The ice corpse in front of her was Wu Zong.

"Okay, okay, okay." Ice Corpse said three times in a row, and his spirit seemed to be depressed a lot: "Under my ice coffin, there is a mechanism. You open it and go into another secret room, which contains my lifelong collection. Those things will belong to you in the future. I will pursue the highest realm of martial arts throughout my life, and no descendants are left behind. If you want, please take me as your teacher."

Lian Lingyu did not hesitate and then kowtowed three times: If she wants to keep her family, she must have powerful abilities. This legendary Wu Zong, his entire cultivation level must not be underestimated!

"The teacher is here, please accept three prayers from my disciples."

Lian Lingyu kowtowed three times respectfully before he stood up again.

"Hahaha--" Bingzi suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay--I am very satisfied with your character. If you don't kowtow, you have to start the mechanism. What you leave to you is just to make you a cold poison that will accompany me!"

Lian Lingyu had no resentment when she heard the words, and she was obedient to others. This was nothing wrong. This was the conclusion she had summarized in her previous life.

"Teacher, how can I get rid of the cold poison?" Lian Lingyu asked with a ray of hope.

"Haha--If I can solve it, why is this a teacher?" Bingzi replied dejectedly.

Lian Lingyu was overjoyed and surprised: "Teacher, is it really unsolvable?"

Bingzi smiled: "In the pill recipe I left to you, there are pills to relieve cold poison. But I spent my whole life and never found the medicine in the pill recipe. In this way, I have refined a pill called Huanyang Pill for the teacher before his life. Although it cannot relieve cold poison, it can be slightly suppressed. However, this person's cultivation is too low. In the future, he cannot easily see the light of heaven! Remember, remember! Otherwise, his soul will be scattered!"

Lian Lingyu was shocked and then he was wary: this ice corpse has its own spiritual intelligence and can talk to her, if he...

The ice corpse looked at Lian Lingyu's thoughts and smiled indifferently: "Haha-- what we left behind is not a remnant thought, but a wisp of soul of the master. To put it bluntly, it is to want to be reborn. As long as you think about it, you can possess this person who is infected with cold poison now."

The words of the Ice Corpse were like thunder exploded, and Lian Lingyu subconsciously protected Lian Feng. This was indeed the Seven-Star Resurrection Formation!

"Haha--Little disciple, if your master really wants to do that, with your current cultivation level, you can't stop it, but your master doesn't have that thought. The cold poison has tortured me for most of my life, and I don't want to be tortured by the cold poison anymore. It's not that I'm infected with the cold poison, but my master can't control it. So you don't have to worry, start the mechanism to see what my master has left for you. Then leave here, and don't come back unless you get to the Martial Saint. Let's go--" After the Bingzi said, he slowly closed his eyes.

The seven dark blue lights returned to their quiet and burning appearance, and the ice corpse lay quietly in the ice coffin, as if they had never spoken.

Lian Lingyu touched the mechanism of the ice corpse under the ice coffin and pressed it slightly hard. But after seeing the ice coffin, he slowly opened a narrow door.
Chapter completed!