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Although it takes a long time to break through the acquired realm, it takes more than one year to break through the acquired realm. I am afraid that there will be no few people in China!

Jian Mao discovered that Lin Du's aura had already risen from the ninth level of the innate realm to the first level of the acquired realm, but it was still showing a steady growth trend and was moving towards the second level of the acquired realm.

According to the original budget, if it was a complete "Ling Guang", its spirituality was enough to allow Lin Du to rise to the third level of the Acquired Realm. But now, Ling Guang, which has greatly lost spirituality, can still allow Lin Du to rise to the second level of the Acquired Realm. There is only one explanation, Lin Du's own talent...

This kind of exploration lasted for more than a month. Lin Du's breath finally stepped from the first level of the acquired realm to the second level in the early morning of one day!

"boom!--"

With the loud noise, the huge rock blocking the entrance of the cave shattered, and a long roar came from the cave, rushing straight into the sky, like a dragon's roar, like a howling, shaking the world!

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

Several streams of light shot out, and the light dissipated. The leader was the fairy Youran, "This little guy finally came out of seclusion!"

At the entrance of Shi Chen's flying cave, Lin Du, wearing a red robe and long hair, walked out, with purple glowing light all over his body, and his handsome face was peaceful and unwavering, just like the immortal who was born and was not contaminated with the mortal world.

"What a strong sword intent."

Fairy Youran stared at the purple treasure light on Lin Du's body, and a faint surprise flashed in her eyes: "No, it seems that there is still evil spirit hidden, weird, really weird..."

The sword intent in Lin Du’s true qi comes from the devouring sword, and the evil energy in Lin Du’s true qi comes from the devouring of others’ true qi!

The purple treasure light gradually subsided. Lin Du glanced at the people outside the cave and bowed to Fairy Youran and said, "Thank you for your kindness in saving your life and for your kindness in your cultivation."

Fairy Youran nodded lightly, and took the masters behind him and turned into a stream of light. Only the arrogant voice echoed in the air: "Let's leave my Tianyou Temple tomorrow!"

"Yes." Lin Du clasped his fists.

"You've come out of seclusion."

A cold sound rang out, looking at the sound, the person coming was Xi Fenghan, who was dressed in white, better than snow.

Lin Du nodded, "Yes."

"Say goodbye now first, and you don't need to say goodbye when you leave tomorrow." Xi Feng said indifferently.

"Well……"

Lin Du was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Well...then...then: Take care!"

"Take care!" Xi Feng coldly clasped his fists, then stood up and rushed out of the valley without any nostalgia.

The stingy hair ran to Lin Du's feet and said, "Take out the jade slip I gave you before retreating, and I will send it back to her."

"Didn't the jade slip record the very powerful 'unnamed martial arts'? Why should I send it back?" Lin Du looked at Xi Fenghan's cold back and said.

"Binggedao is a typical example. Look at what she has practiced in her nameless martial arts... She is stupid. I don't want you to become like her, she is cruel and ruthless!" said the bastard.

Lin Du knew that Jianmao was joking about Xi Fenghan's cold personality. He nodded and smiled, turned around and returned to the cave, "Come in, I'll show you something."

"Did you feel that you suddenly become bigger?" Jian Mao followed Lin Du's footsteps into the cave.

“Grown bigger?”

Lin Du frowned, touched the red robe on his body, and then suddenly realized: "It's not that he has grown bigger, it's that he has grown taller... How long have I been in seclusion?"

"It's not too long, it's only a year and three months." Jian Mao said casually.

Lin Du can still accept this number. After all, he is not dead after retreat. He can still feel the passage of time, but it is just a bit vague. "So, I will be eighteen in a few months."

"Eighteen years old? You are... not right. You should say: You are less than eighteen years old?" Jian Mao couldn't help but scream.

"Is there anything strange?"

"I don't have any memory when I was eighteen, which is what you humans often call "a baby who eats milk". It's what I remember only when I was one hundred years old."

Jian Mao shook his head and said, "This is the talent of human beings... He is born with wisdom, which makes the tiger envious!"

"Dang chung!"——"

The shabby hairy spoke, a sword sheath suddenly appeared in Lin Du's hand, and then a glimmer of light flashed, and a large number of weapons suddenly appeared in the cave, with more than a hundred handles, all of which were: swords!

"Isn't this the 'Ling Guang' sword?" Jian Mao looked at one of the many swords and said in surprise.

The sword paused, and then said, "No, although these swords have good texture, they are not spiritual..."

"These are all swords that I have devoured. The sword spirits have been refined and devoured by me. In theory, they are all 'medicine residues'." Lin Du interrupted the fool's guess and explained.

"I heard you say before that the predecessor of the Sword Devouring Sword was the 'small world'. Can you open it?" Jian Mao said with a narrowed eye.

"It's not possible to open it, but I can sense that there is space inside the scabbard, which is very large and very broad, and there are more swords that have lost their spirituality in the space." Lin Du said in a deep voice.

Bastard: "Is this what you want to show me?"

"Yes." Lin Du nodded.

"Nothing is a big fuss. Just like my situation, there is a small world in my body, but it is too weak to open it. If you have strong strength, you will naturally be able to open it. Now use 'it' as a storage bag." Jian Mao said casually.

"'It can only hold a sword, and other items cannot be put in." Lin Du said helplessly.

The naughty hair said casually: "There are gains and losses. How magical your sword-eating scabbard is, it has a small flaw and can be ignored."

"That's right." Lin Du nodded, and with a thought, he took all the swords that had lost their spirituality on the ground into the sword-devouring scabbard, and then put them into his body.

"The sword technique I gave you last time with Ling Guangjian, you'd better practice it now. Walking on the sword in times of danger is a good way to escape." Jian Mao reminded.

“Practice now.”

Lin Du took out the yellowed ancient jade slip from the storage bag, and sneaked into it with his spiritual sense. After a moment, Lin Du took back the jade slip, closed his eyes and began to reminisce about the information in the jade slip.

The sword arts are flourishing on the vast land of China, which also led to a large branch of the art of controlling weapons. It is specialized in the art of controlling sword techniques, and can only control swords, not other spiritual weapons. However, because of this, the art of controlling swords is faster and more refined than the art of controlling weapons!

The sword-controlling technique given to Lin Du by Jian Mao is of the highest level of high-level martial arts skills, which is considered to be the highest level of martial arts skills that Lin Du practices, and is called: Wanjian Art.

Ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords, as the name suggests, can be used to control ten thousand swords after the completion of this sword technique. Although there are some exaggerated words, it also reflects its momentum.

Practicing the art of controlling weapons is a unique privilege for the strong in the entry stage. It is much more difficult for the acquired masters to practice. Moreover, even if they have achieved cultivation, most of them cannot control weapons unless they possess spiritual weapons of the immortal level or above.

The art of controlling weapons cultivates spiritual consciousness. The weak spiritual consciousness is the eye of a warrior, which can be used to explore things around, while the powerful spiritual consciousness is the hand of a warrior. The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the simpler the control of spiritual weapons, the easier it is.

Lin Du opened his eyes, flipped his hands, forming one complex handprint after another. With the frequent changes in the handprints, Lin Du's spiritual consciousness gradually became active and jumped, as if he was given life.

"Get up!" Lin Duwei stopped and shouted loudly as he looked at the bastard.

"You are so tall, I'm not a 'sword'!" Gu Mao seemed to feel Lin Du's spiritual sense and said cursingly.

"But you are really 'susty'!"

"You are cheap..."

The reason why weapon control technology is called weapon control technology is that it can only drive spiritual weapons. Unlike the legendary gods who seize the heavens and fortunes, they can use divine power to drive all things!

One day and one night spent Lin Du practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Art. The next day, several disciples from the Tianyou Temple from the Acquired Realm came to the valley and escorted Lin Du out of the mountain.

"I will miss you."

At the exit of Tianyou Temple, under two huge stone statues, the naughty Mao looked at the female disciples in the acquired realm with affection and said this.

"Sexy cat, don't let me see you, otherwise I will tear you into pieces." Several female disciples cursed and returned to the mountain gate.

Xi Fenghan said he couldn't come to see him off, so he really didn't come.

Lin Du felt a little disappointed in his heart, and looked up at the two huge stone statues standing at the exit of Tianyou Temple. At this time, looking at these two statues again, he felt another feeling in his heart. Involuntarily, when he was seriously injured, Fairy You Ran murmured every day, the sorrow in the voice, and the sorrow in the voice coiled in his heart for a long time and refused to dissipate.

...

...

Lin Du walked along the way with a naughty hair in his arms, following the road of memory, towards the Cuiyun Mountain.

In the battle of Cuiyun Mountain, Lin Du relied on the power of thunder and fire to escape by chance, but most of the tens of thousands of heroes were lost.

Time passes by, and in the past one or two years, the corpses of the heroes have already turned into loess. The nourishing grass and trees of Cuiyun Mountain are even more lush and dense. You can still see the remains of the sword marks on the rocks, telling the tragic and unyielding!

From the storage bag, I found a fat black robe on my body. Lin Du, who was quite mysterious, entered the Emerald City with a naughty hair.

At this time, the Emerald City was no longer as lively as the heroes gathered, but it still remained prosperous!

After a year and a half of life isolated from the world and entering the prosperous land, Lin Du was excited and nervous.

"Customer, please come in!"

In the tavern, under the guidance of the second brother, Lin Du, who was wearing a black robe, found a seat at a secluded table. The second brother served the dishes, served the wine, and then left.

Lin Du handed the wine pot to the stingy hair hiding in the black robe. He tried the meal with a silver needle, and then started eating aimlessly, as if he was waiting for something. Lin Du could fast during the entry period and could no longer eat grains...

After about half an hour, it was dinner time and there were a lot of customers in the tavern. The busy little brother couldn't get in hand. Finally, even the shopkeeper started to serve the dishes.
Chapter completed!