Chapter 793: The Realm of Sword Dao (2600 words, please subscribe)

After the family meeting.

Ling Wanchuan, the genius of the family who is just like a farmer, has found Ling Wanxu, who has a good relationship and is extremely talented in spiritual consciousness.

"Brother Wanxu, before Grandpa Pengxing went into seclusion, he promised that he would be released within half a year, but now it has been a year and Grandpa Pengxing still has not shown up. I am afraid that Grandpa Pengxing is still in seclusion, and this meeting is over After that, we will rush to the front line of the Baiyun Mountains to station in the Baiyun Mountains soon. We all know the dangers involved. Maybe we will never be able to come back after leaving home this time. "

At this point, Ling Wanchuan's eyebrows became a little more sad, and he continued.

"Grandpa Pengxing has been a great help to the two of us in the way of swordsmanship. We have been blessed by our karma. If it weren't for the teachings of Grandpa Pengxing over the years, the two of us would still be wandering in the first level of swordsmanship. , How can we enter the second level of swordsmanship as quickly as now? If we were in the outside world, the relationship between us and Grandpa Pengxing would be enough to be called master and disciple. "

"And we are about to leave home, so we should go and say goodbye. Even if we go to Ghost Star Valley this time like before, it will be difficult to find Grandpa Pengxing who is in seclusion. After Grandpa Pengxing comes out of seclusion, "

The realm of swordsmanship can be divided into five levels according to the records in the inheritance of the Ling family's destruction of major sects.

The first level is the realm where sword energy turns into light. Only monks who have entered this realm can be called sword cultivators.

After reaching this level, sword cultivators can also use their own sword energy to turn into a means of attack, unlike ordinary monks who can only use the sword energy contained in the flying sword to attack.

As for the sword cultivators who have entered the second level of the realm of swords as fast as thunder, the flying swords they shoot are faster than thunder. The speed is extremely amazing, and the power is also extremely extraordinary.

As for the master Ling Wanchuan spoke of, "Ling Pengxing", the current number one swordsman in the Ling family, decades ago, he desperately guarded Lingxiao Mountain during the Little Demon Rebellion. He suddenly gained enlightenment and created the number one star gold sword manual. On the day of the move, he had already entered the second level of swordsmanship.

Years later, he even relied on the improvement in understanding brought about by the primordial energy of yin and yang given to him by Ling Pengyun more than 40 years ago when he converted to the ghost way, and raised his swordsmanship to the level of "refining swords into silk" realm.

After reaching this state, the sword energy can be turned into silk. This sword silk is very good at breaking the gang. If countless sword silks are used together, it is no match for the defensive magic weapon of the sword cultivator.

Generally, only sword cultivators at the Golden Core Realm can enter this realm.

Sword cultivators like Ling Pengxing, who have already comprehended this realm when they have established their foundations, are very few even among the sword cultivators in the entire Northern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World.

The fourth level is one where one sword generates all kinds of magic. With one strike, thousands of sword lights with one-tenth of the power of the original body can be transformed. This level is also comparable to the True Monarch of Yuanying Avenue.

The last level is to induce the true meaning of the avenue to merge into the way of swordsmanship.

At this time, Ling Wanxu, who always had a cold face, his eyes darkened.

After a while, he just replied.

"It is necessary to pay homage to Grandpa Pengxing."

Ling Wanchuan nodded lightly, and then rushed to the Ghost Star Valley in a corner of the clan with Ling Wanchuan.

This time, just like the previous times when they came here to visit Ling Pengxing, they did not see Ling Pengxing. They only found Ling Pengxing's servant Wang Shiye and his grandson in the valley.

Wang Shiye and grandson still used the same rhetoric as before, but it was revealed that their master Ling Pengxing was still practicing in seclusion.

As for the fact that Ling Pengxing had left seclusion and even left Ghost Star Island, they did not say anything.

As Ling Pengxing's ghost servants, the two of them knew very well what to say and what not to say, and they would never say anything that shouldn't be said. Even if they were wise, Ling Wanchuan and Ling Wanxu were no different from Ling Pengxing as master and disciple. , the relationship is very deep.

Ling Wanchuan and Ling Wanxu also left Ghost Star Valley with disappointment. Instead, they went to find their relatives in a city near their clan and stayed with them. It was a rare opportunity to accompany these people. The relatives chatted.

Both of them were born in the secular world, and because they had not been practicing Taoism for a long time and were not very old, their parents were still alive.

at the same time.

Mortal City, in the center of Lingxiao City, in a luxurious courtyard.

"Wanchuan!"

"If you don't stay in the clan and practice hard, why would you go back home?"

A farmer who had just been working in a few acres of the courtyard and looked somewhat similar to Ling Wanchuan looked happy when he saw Ling Wanchuan flying into his home from outside the courtyard, but the joy on his face quickly disappeared. Turning around, he turned into a serious look and scolded Ling Wanchuan.

"Dad, I have to go on a long trip recently, so I'm going home now."

Seeing his father's words, Ling Wanchuan had a wry smile on his face.

At this moment, from the kitchen in the courtyard, where the aroma of vegetables was constantly spreading, a middle-aged lady wearing an apron, with excellent temperament and excellent care, walked out. She also held a cooking shovel in her hand.

As soon as she appeared, she resented Ling Wanchuan's old father who looked like a farm boy.

"What are you doing? Wan Chuan is going on a long journey, why don't you go home?"

Then, with kindness, she babbled to Ling Wanchuan who had just returned home.

"Wan Chuan, how far are you going this time and how long will it take to get back? Will there be any danger?"

Ling Wanxu's eyebrows moved slightly, a reassuring smile appeared on his face, and he spoke.

"It's not far. I'll be back soon. It's not dangerous. There will be many monks and clansmen going with me."

After speaking, he said with a little helplessness.

"By the way, mother and father, you two are not young anymore. Didn't I tell you to stay at home and don't work as hard as before?"

"Why are you doing this kind of work again?"

"Where are the maids I summoned before? Why can't I see any of them?"

Ling Wanchuan's mother, who was cooking lunch just now, said.

"Your father and I have been very strong since we took the longevity pills you gave us. We can do some simple work. It's a waste of money to have maids, so I dismissed them before."

"And your father and I are bored staying at home. Doing some work just kills time."

And the farmer Ling Wanchuan's father, who was in the few acres of farmland, also said at this moment with a nonchalant look on his face.

"Yes, the few acres of land I planted now are nothing. When you were not yet an immortal, your father and I planted more than 20 acres of land."

"Now when your mother and I have nothing to do, we are busy with the few acres of land here. At most, it is just a physical exercise. The ordinary people next door who are about the same age as me are not as strong as your mother and me."

Ling Wanchuan saw this scene and his face was more helpless.

His parents had been ordinary farmers for the first half of their lives, making a living by farming.

After many years, they also developed a habit and became people who could not sit still.

Even after Ling Wanchuan entered the Tao, his family rose to heaven and turned over from then on, and his parents were given countless wealth and property by the clan.

But his parents still kept the habits of the first half of their lives, and actually opened up fields and vegetable gardens in the large courtyard used for viewing.

No matter how Ling Wanchuan persuaded the two old people to enjoy their lives, the two old people still did so.

This matter also gave Ling Wanchuan a headache. In desperation, he could only say it to his parents.

"Okay, I won't bother you if you work properly, but mom and dad, you must not work too hard. According to the clan's essence about the theory of life span, if a mortal works too hard, he will lose essence, and his life span will be reduced as a result."

"It is difficult to make up for the life span lost in this way."

Ling Wanchuan's mother muttered a few words, and then greeted Ling Wanchuan and Ling's father.

"I know, I know."

"Wanchuan, come to the kitchen and serve the dishes. I just fried your favorite tomato scrambled eggs today."

"By the way, old man, go to the chicken coop in the backyard and catch an old hen. I will make chicken soup for Wanchuan later."

Although Ling's father looked more severe, he was also concerned about Ling Wanchuan. When he heard his wife's call, he immediately left the farmland and ran to the backyard.

Seeing this, Ling Wanchuan felt warmed in his heart. He followed his mother and went to the kitchen to get busy.