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Volume 2 One thought Wan Jiansheng Chapter 135 Twelve entrances

The ancestor Feng Yao looked at their master and disciples going up the mountain, "If there were such a person in the sword sect eight hundred years ago, why would it be destroyed? Even the Demon Sect may not be able to really defeat this opponent."

"Maybe, it is not a good thing for them to take over the sword sect. At least, there is a glimmer of opportunity to let me leave here, but on the day I really leave, will I dare to leave again?"

"My ambition has long been rotten in this yellow sand..."

The wind and sand gradually faded away, and Chen Ming looked at the hall in front of him. It should be just a convention hall. There are usually no treasures in such places, after all, people come and go.

Chen Ming continued to move forward and walked towards the back mountain. In his eyes was a field of medicine. The spiritual medicines in it were not just scattered like Lingguo Mountain. The spiritual medicines here were all over the place!

The spiritual medicine also represents the elixir for entering the Taoist realm!

The elixirs in the Dao Realm only require ordinary medicinal materials, and a few materials are easy to use. However, the elixirs in the Dao Realm require spiritual medicine as the main medicine, and the king-level elixirs are even more precious.

The unlimited amount of elixirs in the Dao Realm represents mass production and entry into the Dao Realm.

If every disciple who enters the Taoist realm can enter the Taoist realm has no limit, then what does it mean? It represents the mass production king level!

Mass production of king-level is such a terrifying thing. Even if it is like the power of the demon king, it will only cultivate a successor.

Yanshan has 3,600 disciples.

The spiritual pill that can be taken in the Taoist realm is no longer just a pill, it can be regarded as a treasure.

Chen Ming and four little guys were walking in the medicine field. Chen Lingyu squatted down and observed these spiritual medicines carefully. "Master, with these spiritual medicines, even if the disciples of the entire sect enter the Taoist realm are given a elixir to enter the Taoist realm every ten days, it can last for a year and a half."

After all, the elixirs in the Dao Realm are spiritual medicines as the main medicine, and they exert the efficacy of the spiritual medicine more thoroughly. The efficacy is far more effective than the elixirs in the Dao Realm. Generally, it takes ten days and half a month to fully digest the medicinal power.

Chen Ming took a look and found that although there were a lot of these spiritual medicines, he could not withstand the squandering of Yanshan as the sect's successors.

Fortunately, there are not many people entering the Taoist realm now, so there is no hurry. Let them start trying to refine elixirs to enter the Taoist realm first.

Then Chen Ming saw Ling Xian reach out and pick three fruits from a spiritual tree. Perhaps because he was afraid of being beaten, he handed the biggest one to Zhuo Qingyao, and then divided one with Li Suyi. The three of them started eating spiritual fruits with relish.

The three of them walked into the medicine field and could be said to be a hungry tiger going up the mountain. Chen Ming stared blankly as these three prodigal things were tossing in the medicine field, and directly took the medicine as fruit.

Chen Ming's hand shook slightly, and Chen Lingyu asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Ming stretched out his left hand and grabbed his right hand, "It's nothing, I just want to beat these three losers."

Chen Lingyu continued to observe these elixirs indifferently, "Oh, why are I doing something big?"

Chen Ming looked at the three guys who ate spiritual fruits and didn't spit out seeds, gritted his teeth and asked, "How long can these three guys last for eating like this?"

Chen Lingyu said: "One year!"

Well, the amount in half a year has disappeared.

Now I finally know why the sects in the novel always boast about the genius, but no one protects the protagonist when he kills those geniuses.

These geniuses are all prodigal things, and they can’t afford to raise one. I want to raise one, and I want to raise four...

Chen Lingyu raised a pretty face and asked, "Do you want to tell the senior sister, the two senior brothers."

Chen Ming waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let them eat. If you want the horse to run, you have to eat enough! I am not the parents who only know how to bear fruit, right?"

Chen Lingyu nodded deeply, then reached out to pick two spiritual fruits, one with his left hand and one with his right hand, "Well, Master is the best!"

When the five masters and apprentices left the medicine field, Ling Xian and Li Suyi had already burped. "Stern Junior Brother, I'm really full today!"

"Yes, second senior brother, I have to go there secretly if I eat one of the spiritual fruits in Yanshan. It's not as pleasant as today."

"Second junior brother, it means that you ate the disappearing spiritual fruits on the mountain?"

"Hahahaha, second senior brother, the weather is so good today, right, Master!"

"Stern Junior Brother, what did you say just now?"

"Second Brother, you see that the senior sister is getting better and better, we must work hard too!"

......

Chen Lingyu and Zhuo Qingyao are girls after all, and they are not as ugly as these two people. Chen Ming glanced at him, but Li Suyi and Ling Xian were too lazy to bother with the fight.

Continue to move forward, a lonely peak full of spiritual swords appeared in Chen Ming's eyes. The most rare thing is that there are spiritual swords here, and what is even more rare is that these spiritual swords are actually top-grade!

Chen Ming’s Su Wang sword can only be regarded as a medium-grade spiritual sword.

Above the Sword Peak, there are twelve national weapons, namely the King Bing, and the twelve ancient swords. Among them are eight separate eight wildernesses, and there are two of them, one hanging in the air and the other entering the ground. The plain white color hanging in the air has endless shapes, just like thousands of sword shadows around, the mysterious yellow color entering the ground, extremely thick and fierce and domineering.

The penultimate sword, the time and space around it were slightly distorted, and the pure black sword body was like shuttled through the void.

The last one was a wooden sword. The wooden sword had new buds, and it was extremely vicissitudes, but there was no other special place. Chen Ming looked at the name of the wooden sword carefully. Under the sword jaw, there were two words: Qiu Shuang.

"Is this, the twelve entrances?"

Before Chen Ming walked to this sword peak, he could see that the sword force of these twelve swords enveloped the entire sword sect, which was the source of the Ten Thousand Sword Heart-killing Formation.

Chen Ming looked at the twelve swords, as if he saw the scene of thousands of swords unsheathed and each sword was each one. What a majestic atmosphere. If he could have such strength, the world was so great that I, Chen Ming, could not go!

Chen Ming surrounded the sword peak and landed in the center of the formation. A formation plate was evolving everything around him, as if he had contained the entire sword sect in this formation plate.

He reached out and touched the array plate, as if he saw that ten thousand swords came out of the mountain in an instant, and one sword was a kind of sword technique!

The sword here is different from the ancient sword among the Wandao Tianzhu. The ancient sword among the Wandao Tianzhu has absorbed all the essence by the Wandao Tianzhu. Just as Yao Yue said, it is just a pile of broken copper and iron.

And if the Ten Thousand Swords among the Ten Thousand Heavenly Bamboos had these spiritual swords, how could they have been like?

All the people are in a while!

"Twelve Entrances, are there ten thousand swords to kill the heart? I like this formation!"
Chapter completed!
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