After getting the "Great Powerful Spiritual Scripture", Tie Zhen was so excited that he forced Yi Ming to drink and insisted on becoming sworn brothers with Yi Ming. In the end, Yi Ming made an excuse that he wanted to give a martial arts technique to Yuqiao Sanren, and they would drink together after both of them advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, and Tie Zhen was able to get away with difficulty.

Yuqiao Sanren also had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he admired Yi Ming's righteousness, and on the other hand, he lamented his own blindness. He never thought that he and Yi Ming had only known each other for a few days, but Yi Ming was willing to give him the Nascent Soul stage skills.

So Yuqiao Sanren also held Yi Ming and talked for a long time, and finally sent Yi Ming to the door cordially, and said solemnly, "Thank you for your trust, brother Yi. I, Yuqiao, swear here that from now on, brother Yi's affairs will be my affairs. I will go through water and fire. If you break this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

The oaths taken by cultivators are not made casually. Although there is no such thing as an oath to heaven in this world, cultivators cultivate their minds and make oaths based on their own Dao hearts. Once they break their oaths, the subconscious inner demons will continue to haunt them and hinder their cultivation. It will become increasingly difficult to cultivate and advance. If the situation is serious, their cultivation may even regress.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, as long as there is still hope for improvement, the monks will basically not swear randomly, because this kind of oath related to the deep psychological level and subconscious mind of the sea of ​​consciousness is the most difficult to detect and control. Once violated, it will be very difficult to recover.

So when he heard Yuqiao Sanren swearing, Yi Ming was also shocked. However, since Yuqiao Sanren had already said it, Yi Ming could not be so hypocritical as to ask him to take it back, so he could only bow as a gesture to express his gratitude.

…

However, the biggest impact was on the lake water. The lake water, which was calm just now, suddenly became turbulent. Huge waves of nearly ten meters in height rushed from the center of the lake to the periphery. The old turtle under Yi Ming's feet hissed, paddled rapidly, and swam quickly towards the lake.

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"What's going on?"

However, Yi Ming still eagerly sent his thoughts into the portal, shuttling through the purple vortex, "Tsk tsk, it's time for me to advance to the Condensation Stage. I'm releasing my spiritual consciousness and flying through the air. Here I come!"

Before, at the swordsman level, the best thing that could be found was the "Great Powerful Spirit Scripture" which could be used to cultivate to the sixth level of the Sanxian, equivalent to the middle stage of the Condensation Yuan. When he kills a Sanxian-level player, he would naturally be able to find a technique that could be used to cultivate to the late stage of the Condensation Yuan or even the Golden Core stage.

Yi Ming looked around. The water around him was calm and quiet. Although there were waves, they were only gentle ripples. There was thick fog on the water, which gradually became thicker and thicker as it approached and went farther. There seemed to be mountains on one side, but the continuous green mountains that were who knows how far away had only vague shadows and outlines. The other side was obscured by thick fog. Only the sound of water could be heard. However, under the cover of the thick fog, it seemed to lead to an unknown abyss, which made people curious and fearful.

“We can’t waste time. We must hurry up and go to the novice area to bully the weak ones. Wait until you advance to the Condensation Stage and then go find those Immortal-level players to kill. This will reveal more advanced blue skills.” Yi Ming was not in a hurry at all. Playing games was not like competing for opportunities in the real world. Those cultivators were eager to find earth-level or even heaven-level skills at once and reach the top in one step.

Yi Ming was stunned. This lake was at least dozens or hundreds of miles in radius. A loud roar caused the entire lake to go berserk. The BOSS in the center of the lake must have exceeded the Xuan level, right? "Swoosh!"

“Bang!”

"roar!"

Because those powerful players who come to kill the BOSS can kill him with just a wave of their hands.

Qing Yangzi and the other two each had 10,000 spirit stones as a foundation, and they began to comprehend the newly acquired skills, preparing and laying the foundation for their advancement to the Nascent Soul Stage. Naturally, Yi Ming would not fall behind.

"What's going on?" Yi Ming looked down and saw a thick tortoise shell that was more than ten meters in radius. As for the owner of the tortoise shell, it was of course a giant turtle that was more than ten meters in radius.

Before, the day before everyone left Jinghu Lake, Yi Ming had almost filled up the experience bar for the ninth level of Swordsman in the game. Now, a few days have passed and it is time to enter the game again. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage when he comes out of the game this time.

Yi Ming plunged headfirst into the water, then his body paused and was pushed out of the water again.

The old turtle under his feet looked back at him, but did not react. Instead, it turned around and swam slowly towards the shore.

Although he is still a long way from cultivating to the Golden Core Stage, Yi Ming has already started to prepare for a rainy day. Well, his preparation for a rainy day is to pray for blessings from the super boss in his previous life.

"Not bad, not bad." Yi Ming patted the old turtle's carapace, "Thank you very much, this way I don't have to swim over by myself." This large lake with thick fog was not simple at first glance. Maybe there was an advanced dungeon in the center of the lake, or there was some high-level boss hidden. He was just a level nine swordsman monster, so he decided not to join in the fun. It was useless anyway.

A loud roar interrupted Yi Ming's longing and fantasy. The roar was deep, powerful, and extremely penetrating. The pressure attached to the roar caused waves of vibrations in the air, and also stirred up ripples in the thick fog covering the lake.

"I've been here countless times before, but I've never seen such a big lake." Yi Ming muttered to himself, "A new location has been developed."

“God bless me, God ...

Yi Ming is different. The advanced skills in the game world are waiting for him. As long as his cultivation level improves step by step, he can naturally kill players and reveal the advanced skills step by step.

…

Jindan Stage! The leader of Chongtian Sect and the leader of Jinghu Palace have reached this level of cultivation, and they can produce such a technique. What else do you want?

"Others who want to advance to the Nascent Soul stage need to prepare spirit stones, gain insights in their chests, and let their minds flow freely." Yi Ming sat cross-legged, communicating with the purple portal in his mind. "As for me, I only need to play a game. Wow, this is really not difficult or challenging at all."

A golden light flashed through the thick fog and rushed straight towards Yi Ming. The strong sword energy contained in the golden light stimulated Yi Ming's hair to stand on end. "What the hell is going on?"

The might of this sword energy reminded Yi Ming of Wan Chunhua from the Duyuan Sect. In other words, the player in front of him was at least at level 7, 8 or 9 of a casual cultivator, which was equivalent to a great master in the late Condensation stage in the real world.

“Ouch!”

The old turtle roared, and seeing a character from a hostile force appear, he instantly turned into a runaway divine turtle. Mysterious runes flashed on his shell, and then it turned into a towering mountain and smashed down towards the golden light!

(End of this chapter)