Daluo Temple.
The deepest backyard.
The young man in green sat cross-legged in meditation, with his hands spread out in front of his sword, his head slightly lowered, his eyes tightly closed, his whole body motionless.
Ever since Zhang Ling suddenly realized the meaning of this scroll of wordless sword calligraphy, he has been maintaining this posture.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but I can only see lush green trees in the distant mountains.
The spring breeze blows across the earth, spreading vitality. The flower seeds that have been dormant for a long time are in bud and blooming, as if they have put on new clothes and become brand new. Each one is vying with each other for beauty.
The next second, Zhang Ling's eyes suddenly opened, and a torch-like brilliance flashed in them. He stretched unconsciously, waved his sleeves, and the Buddha's light shield around him dissipated in an instant.
How long have I been enlightened?
Zhang Ling counted on his fingers and found that he had been staying here for three years and five months!
The time is neither long nor short. After all, this is not a retreat of hard practice but a rare path to enlightenment.
This time he has fully grasped the essence of "Zhu Xian" and is just waiting for the opportunity in the future to try it out in actual combat and verify the results.
In addition, through this opportunity and luck, he was able to advance his cultivation to a higher level and comprehend the sword-controlling, one of the 72 Earthly Fiends.
From then on, one skill was revealed and all skills were opened up. The sword could be transformed into an endless variety, but all the changes remained essentially the same.
[Name: Zhang Ling]
[Lifespan: 1110/5300]
[Immortal Position: Unclassed God of Good and Evil]
[Realm: Three Realms of Celestial Immortals]
[Magic powers: knowing time, recognizing land, opening walls, summoning people, walking on earth and escaping underground, marrying dreams, becoming invisible, carrying mountains, great strength, jumping rocks, creating fog, and controlling swords.]
【Perfect Great Divine Power: Zhu Xian】
[Longevity Blessings: Spiritual Field (mu), Spiritual Pond (100 mu), Spiritual Mountain (10 mu)]
There were some changes on the panel, and an additional information called "Perfect Great Divine Power" appeared.
Because it was not a realm that was improved by slaying demons, the Land of Eternal Life did not expand.
Overall, this time I gained a lot.
"This sword sticker is truly a treasure!"
Zhang Ling showed joy on his face, and couldn't help but stroke the book, feeling emotional.
Suddenly, the sword scroll in his hand showed a strange phenomenon. Thirty-six silver characters appeared out of thin air on the white paper as thin as a cicada's wing. They broke through the scroll and flew into the air, emitting a brilliant and powerful sword force.
Huh?
Zhang Ling took a closer look and discovered that the thirty-six characters were from Lei Peng!
What’s going on!
Could it be that Lei Peng and the sword sticker merged into one, turning into words?
Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, and suddenly it occurred to him that the thirty-six thunder eagles corresponded exactly to the thirty-six characters.
Is this a coincidence?
wrong!
Zhang Ling suddenly realized how this Lei Peng could be so small, becoming as small as a sparrow?
You have to know that Lei Peng in the past was as fierce as a bull and extremely powerful!
Before Zhang Ling could think about it, thirty-six mini thunder eagles flapped their wings, gathered around him and chirped. After a moment, they spoke in human language, making baby-like gurgling sounds.
"The sword sticker is a treasure? Then are we treasures?"
"We are sword stickers, of course we are treasures!"
Zhang Ling opened his eyes wide, feeling incredible: he could actually speak!
What is going on?
"I'm a big baby!" A little Thunder Peng flapped its wings happily and circled in the air.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, I'm the one, not you..." A little guy stood up and retorted unhappily.
"No, no, 'Big baby' doesn't sound good. We should call you Dabao. Yes, Dabao, I am Dabao and you are Xiaobao..." Another one flew to the front and shook its little head. Its eyes sparkled like black gems, emitting crystal light.
"Nonsense, what Xiaobao? You are the Xiaobao. I don't want to play with you anymore!"
"That's right, we won't play with you anymore. None of us will play with you!"
"Then let's put it this way, we are all Dabao."
“Okay, okay…”
"Dabao!"
"My name is Dabao, what's yours?"
"My name is Dabao too, hehe!"
Zhang Ling felt like his ears were about to explode. The voices of these little guys were loud and crisp, as if there was an evil spirit drilling into his head and gnawing at his brain frantically.
"Okay, stop arguing and listen to me!" The young man in green waved his sleeves to disperse the breeze, frowned and shouted loudly to the group of Lei Pengs.
As soon as the words came out, thirty-six little fellows rolled their big eyes and blinked at Zhang Ling. They seemed to have just discovered that there was a person beside them, and were now looking the other person up and down intently.
After a few moments of silence, the noise started to rise again.
"It's the big bad guy, ah! He came out from the sword!" A little Thunder Peng turned his head and said to his companion beside him.
"The big bad guy seems to be angry!" said the other one in surprise.
"The big bad guy is a liar. He captured us from the Thunder Cloud Sea and tricked us into thinking he was going to find real dragon flesh for us to eat!"
I don’t know which mischievous little Lei Peng brought up an old story, which instantly triggered the dissatisfaction of the other little guys.
"That's right, that's right. The big bad guy is a liar. Not only did he not give us the flesh and blood of a real dragon, he even used some mortal fish to fill the void!"
"Fortunately, Qinglian is here! It nourishes us with its innate spiritual energy every day."
"Yes, that's right, Qinglian is our good friend!"
These little guys gathered together again to form a circle, talking to each other. Just when they were about to reach a consensus that "Qinglian is our good friend", a little Lei Peng raised an objection.
"No, Qinglian is not our good friend. It secretly sucked away our thunder rhyme tribulation power every day, causing us to become thinner!"
"That's right, Qinglian is not our good friend!" another one stood up and echoed.
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