Chapter 13522 Zhengqi Hall

Ling Xiao sat there for a whole day and night without realizing it. His eyes were sometimes solemn, sometimes clear, and it was obvious that he was immersed in that profound world of magic and couldn't extricate himself.

The shadow of the demon god stood quietly behind him, with a faint demonic aura entwined around him, like a guardian god from ancient times, majestic and inviolable. Its existence added a bit of mystery and solemnity to the bamboo forest.

When Ling Xiao finally closed the notebook in his hand, it was as if a grand movie was playing in his mind, with pictures flashing quickly. It was the process of his understanding of the devil's intention deepening and sublimating. His eyes gradually became brighter, flashing with wisdom, and it was obvious that he had gained something.

Suddenly, the demon behind him suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a black lightning across the sky.

The next moment, a huge rock in the distance instantly broke apart under the attack of the demon god, turning into countless pieces of rubble flying everywhere. The black demon knife drew a perfect arc in the air, with destructive power, shattering the huge rock and also severing the doubts in Ling Xiao's heart.

"So that's it!" Ling Xiao suddenly realized, and a smile appeared on his lips. He finally understood that the attack of the devil's will did not rely on external power, but came from the purity and determination of the heart. As long as the devil's will was used, the mind would be able to communicate and make the enemy nowhere to hide.

To him, the shadow of the demon is like an extension of his body, an organ that can be controlled at will and is closely connected to his will.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with excitement and anticipation. He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and continued to practice. Under the witness of this bamboo forest, his path of magic was quietly blooming with his own light.

He didn't care about other aspects, but just concentrated on practicing the magic attack. With clear guidance and his almost terrifying understanding, the process became extremely smooth, as if every step was natural and natural.

Ling Xiao's heart was filled with unprecedented determination and confidence. He knew that as long as he continued to work hard, one day, he would stand at the pinnacle of the magic world and look down upon his peers.

Time is like running water, slipping away silently through fingers. Days passed, Ling Xiao's figure shuttled through the bamboo forest, sometimes sitting in meditation, sometimes swinging his sword, and every action contained his deep understanding and perception of the devil. His eyes became sharper, as if he could see through everything in the world and get to the essence.

After a full half month, Ling Xiao had already mastered the control of the demon's shadow to a very proficient level.

His will and the Demon God's Shadow merged perfectly, as if they were one and the same. Every thought could be instantly transformed into the Demon God's Shadow's actions, with precision and accuracy. This kind of tacit understanding and control was something he had never experienced before, and he couldn't help but feel excited and proud.

In the Zhaixing Tower, there is a strict class division for the control of the will of martial arts - entry, minor success, major success, unity, subtlety, and creation!

Each stage can be further divided into nine levels, and each level of improvement means a deeper understanding and mastery of the will of martial arts. Ling Xiao clearly remembered that his previous control over the magic will was only at the entry level. At that time, when facing those geniuses in the magic building, he always felt an insurmountable gap.

Most of the geniuses in the Demonic Tower have already reached the peak of unity in their control over the demonic power, and some have even begun to touch the threshold of subtlety.

Most ordinary warriors, even in terms of controlling the will of martial arts, have reached the level of great success. In comparison, Ling Xiao really seemed very weak in this aspect, like a little bird that had just learned to fly, facing the vast sky, feeling both excited and nervous.

However, it was this gap that aroused his inner fighting spirit and desire. Ling Xiao knew that only by constantly challenging himself could he break through his limits and reach unprecedented heights.

In just half a month, Ling Xiao's control over the demonic intent has advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak state of unity. He is only one step away from the higher level of subtlety.

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to go further, simple practice would not be able to satisfy his needs. The research and training in actual combat would be the challenges he had to face next.

Ling Xiao slowly stood up and looked around the quiet bamboo forest. The breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound, but there was no one in sight. He took a deep breath, feeling the breath of nature, but a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

"Strange, Senior Brother has been gone for half a month, but he hasn't come back yet. What happened?" Ling Xiao frowned, with a hint of worry in his eyes. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't determine where Senior Brother had gone.

He knew that for some things, no matter how much he thought about them, he could never come up with an answer, and it would only add to his troubles.

So he shook his head gently and pulled his thoughts away from his senior brother's affairs.

He understood that he could not continue to be immersed in this unsolvable confusion, but should take action and do something within his ability. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strong urge to leave here and visit Xiao Lianzhu and the others in Zhengqi Hall.

After all, he had been in Zhaixing Tower for half a month, and he had not visited Xiao Lianzhu, Lingbi and others. This was really unreasonable. Moreover, Ling Xiao missed them very much in his heart, and that longing was like a trickle, constantly surging in his heart.

When he walked out of the Demon Tower, he did not encounter any obstacles and had a smooth journey. He secretly sighed in his heart that although the rules of the Star Picking Tower were strict, they were still quite tolerant towards a new disciple like him.

Soon, Ling Xiao arrived at the Righteousness Hall on the eighth floor. This place was completely different from the Demon Tower, and the air was filled with a solemn and sacred atmosphere. The ninth floor of the Zhaixing Tower was the Demon Tower, and the Righteousness Hall on the eighth floor also occupied an entire floor, which showed its important position in the Zhaixing Tower.

Outside the main gate of Zhengqi Hall, there stands a pair of lifelike sculptures. Both the man and woman are dressed in white, with upright postures and a dignified righteousness. The male sculpture looks like a gentle scholar, holding a scroll in his hand, with a look of righteousness in his eyes, as if he can see through all the evil in the world.

The female sculpture adds a bit of heroic spirit. She is dressed in military uniform and looks heroic, like a female general who is as brave as any man. She holds a long sword in her hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, showing her indomitable fighting spirit.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the sculptures, and he couldn't help but feel respect in his heart. He knew very well that these sculptures were not just decorations, but also a symbol of the spirit of Zhaixing Tower.

Just as he was about to enter the main gate of Zhengqi Hall, he was blocked by several young men in green clothes. (End of this chapter)