The momentum of this sword is dominated by stabs. The power is transmitted from the soles of the feet, from the waist to the arms, and all the way to the tip of the sword.

The key to this sword is like a whip, the force should be loosened, and it will reach the tip of the sword. Suddenly, a sword stabbed out, like a meteor flashing!

In addition, Wang Zhenling's cultivation has achieved true qi, and he has become a gang, which makes the power of this move even more I don't know how much.

The mountain ghost didn't even let out a scream before it exploded and turned into a cloud of mist.

When the tiger under him pounced on Wang Zhenling even more fiercely, the long sword in Wang Zhenling's hand had turned into a phoenix and nodded.

With a swing of the long sword, the sword qi stabbed downward, piercing into the back of the ghost tiger, and then the tip of the sword swung up.

The sword qi is like a pendulum, flicking from top to bottom, from bottom to top, directly splitting this ghost tiger in half!

The ghost tiger also exploded and turned into mist.

"Hahahaha, good, good. I can't imagine that Wang Lang hasn't seen him for a few months, not only has he cultivated Waigang, but he has also practiced such a good swordsmanship, which is rare, rare!"

With this laughter, a figure appeared in front of him.

The mist closed again, and turned back into the tiger riding the mountain ghost, and followed the man honestly.

This shocked Wang Zhenling's heart, and he remembered who this person was from Wang He's memory.

He blurted out: "Mr. Fuhe, why are you!"

Memories emerge like a tide, when Wang He entered the mountain to practice, he was instigated by this Mr. Fuhe.

Even the bamboo talisman in Wang He's hand, those Taoist books were given by this Mr. Fuhe!

I didn't think about it before, after all, it was still Wang Zhenling who was taking away, and there was still some inconsistency between him and this body.

Newly bought shoes are easy to wear on the feet, and they are most comfortable when they are worn as new and not old.

Even the shoes are like this, not to mention the body, it always takes a period of running-in to completely absorb Wang He's memory!

Now, many memories can only be remembered by one's own efforts, or when encountering the original person or situation.

Then, Wang Zhenling realized that this Mr. Fuhe was very familiar with the original Wang He!

He smiled and said, "I used to learn a few tricks from people at home, but the mountain dwelling is dangerous, and I picked it up and practiced it for a while......

explained casually, but said with a smile: "By the way, Mr. Fuhe, why are you here." And who is this mountain ghost?"

Mr. Fuhe looked like he was forty or fifty years old, dressed in sackcloth and holding a bamboo cane, but he gave people an inhuman feeling.

Looking closely, he found that there was a faint aura around his body, like a mist in and out of his body.

Wang Zhenling's heart was shocked, and he had already recognized that this Mr. Fuhe had actually cultivated to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, internal and external sense, and had already stepped into the realm of Yin God with one foot.

What kind of vision does Wang Zhenling have? Naturally, he will never be wrong about the vision of this Mr. Fuhe who is about to break through to the Yin God Realm!

"It seems that there are indeed many masters in this world, and even in such barren mountains, you can meet a character who has stepped into the Yin God with one foot.

It seems that in this world, there must be a lot of real Yin God real people. Maybe there's even a higher realm......"

It seems that the Dongchen Heavenly Emperor has won a great victory, and has wiped out many star monarchs of the year.

Otherwise, why would the cultivation privileges be reopened again?

At this time, seeing the cultivation of this Mr. Fuhe, Wang Zhenling had a very excited feeling!

Mr. Fuhe said: "I didn't expect you to really practice true qi, very good, very good."

I didn't believe it at first, so I came to see it!

Also, you have to be careful. I'm afraid that someone will be bad for you!"

"Is it the Xu family?"

Mr. Fuhe didn't answer directly, but just said: "The matter of cultivation is against the sky. Every step of the way will be a catastrophe.

It's not a demon calamity, it's a human calamity, you should be careful!"

As he spoke, Mr. Fuhe threw a silk book to Wang Zhenling and said, "You can take this and see it, if you can understand it, it may help you survive this catastrophe!"

With that, he turned away and disappeared into the mist.

Wang Zhenling's eyes showed a slight look of jealousy: "This Mr. Fuhe has already stepped into the Yin God realm with one foot. And it can drive away mountain ghosts!

This man's spells are certainly not trivial, and they are not something I can compete with now. ”

Thinking like this, I have opened this silk book.

Since ancient times, books have been engraved on bamboo slips, and the two Taoist books left by Wang He are bamboo slips.

Usually only very precious documents, or books, will be recorded on expensive silk silk, which is called silk books.

It can be seen that the content recorded in this silk book must be extraordinary!

It can be seen that the time of this silk book is not short, and it has been slightly yellowed, but the handwriting is still legible.

"Hey, it's not handwriting, it seems to be a talisman?"

But I saw that on this handkerchief-sized silk book, only five or six big characters were written in bright red cinnabar.

If you look closely, these fonts are very complex, like hieroglyphs, but they are not ordinary characters, they should be 箓文!

Moreover, it is completely different from the text that Wang Zhenling saw in his previous life.

It is not surprising that the writing of this world is different from the previous life.

And the reason why Wang Zhenling was able to understand the words of this world was, of course, because of Wang He's relationship.

If it is really Wang He at this time, I am afraid that I don't know what to do with these urns?

However, Wang Zhenling is an old driver...... No, it's an old cultivator.

Although Gong Wen is different, he knows how to comprehend these things.

I didn't turn the room at the moment, just sat down cross-legged nearby, carefully watched these inscriptions in the moonlight, and then closed my eyes and contemplated, and sketched out the inscriptions one by one in the sea of knowledge!

As this first inscription was visualized, all of a sudden, it shone brightly and lit up in the sea of Wang Zhenling's knowledge.

What followed was a sudden wind around Wang Zhenling, and the soft wind flew up and down around Wang Zhenling's body, as if to hold Wang Zhenling up, and for a while he really had a feeling of having two ribs.

Wang Zhenling suddenly felt a lot lighter, and with a slight leap, the whole person had jumped more than a meter high......

"I see, I see. These are indeed runes......"

......

Just when Wang Zhenling was overjoyed to comprehend these words, Mr. Fuhe had already crossed the mountains and came to another valley.

Although it is still an unattainable mountain, the peak of this mountain is majestic and steep, and the deep valley and cliff, surrounded by clouds, is already deep in the mountain, and it is not comparable to the place where Wang Zhenling lives.

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