He stepped into the realm of the fifth layer of the refining stage.

This may not be a big deal in the Ling family thousands of years ago, but for now, it is really incredible, you must know that just a few days ago, Ling Xian was just a martial artist who did not enter the stream, and at this moment, he can be called the Supreme of Thousands of Miles.

You can sit on an equal footing with the prefect, if you walk the rivers and lakes, you can get praise and welcome from others everywhere.

However, for Ling Xian, this is far from enough, they are facing a behemoth like the Lieyang Gate, the so-called time does not wait for me, just a second-rate master, in the eyes of others, it is still similar to an ant.

There are too many differences.

The Ling family is weak, and although it is thriving now, it is difficult to achieve it overnight if it wants to be strong.

There was an urgency in Ling Xian's heart, how could he improve his strength faster?

He took out the jade pupil again and sank his divine sense into it.

Ignoring the previous spells, these required time and energy, and Ling Xian shifted his attention downwards and focused on the practical spells one by one.

Fireball, Ice Needle, Wind Blade......

Each one is incredibly powerful.

As long as you master one, there is no problem in sweeping the masters below the congenital.

Ling Xian began to comprehend.

But soon, he raised his head in disappointment.

The immortal spell is indeed extremely powerful, but it is not at all something that he can master now.

Take the Fireball Technique as an example, it can only be mastered by cultivating at least the second layer of the Qi Refining Period, and as for the other wind blades, the ice needles are also similar.

The road to taking a shortcut is blocked.

A wry smile appeared on Ling Xian's face.

If you have the cultivation of the second layer of the Qi refining period, will you still be afraid of the enemy, this is simply far away from quenching your thirst.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, but he showed a trace of unwillingness, although it was clearly written in the jade pupils, but it was still difficult to be unwilling without trying.

As soon as he thought of it, Ling Xian refocused his attention on the technique of the Fireball Technique.

It's not deep, after all, whether it's a fireball or an ice needle, in the final analysis, it's all the foundation of the five elements, and naturally it's impossible to cultivate to such an extent.

Ling Xian's spiritual root qualifications were not mentioned, at least in terms of comprehension, he was still very strong, and he quickly comprehended it.

He took a breath and began to operate the spiritual power in his body according to the description of the formula, which was derived from the dantian, flowing through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally gathered on the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Ling Xian felt a majestic heat, and his heart was overjoyed, but soon, his face turned gloomy again.

That heat is true, but no matter how hard you try, you can't transform it into spiritual power in the palm of your hand.

Damn it!

This first step can't be done, and naturally it is impossible to turn it into a fireball.

In vain, the Fireball Technique is really only suitable for immortal cultivators above the second level of the Qi Refining Period, and he is still too weak now.

Ling Xian thought with some resentment in his heart, and casually slashed out with his palm,

Rumble!

But seeing the red light dazzling, the front wall was completely split and flew away, and even the flowers and trees in the courtyard were also affected, and when the red light dissipated, it had withered and scorched.

What a terrible power!

Ling Xian was dumbfounded, this result was obviously something he had never expected, he just hit it casually, although the Fire Dragon Fist could also detonate some fire attribute true qi, but at most, it was just a hot palm, where could there be such power.

"Do you mean ......?"

Ling Xian looked at his palm for a moment, it was those fire spiritual powers, although his cultivation was too weak to condense into a fireball, but it was vented with this palm.

In other words, what is contained in his palm is not true qi, but spiritual power, no wonder it has such great power.

After all, true qi belongs to martial artists, and spiritual power has been classified as immortal arts, and the two are fundamentally different.

Ling Xian looked at the jade pupil again, the power of his palm was already one-fifth of the fireball technique.

Looking at the wall that had been knocked away, and the mess in the courtyard, Ling Xian was even more fascinated by the art of cultivating immortals.

With this palm, there is no problem in killing the masters of the sixth layer of the body refining period in seconds, and even in the face of the top martial artists of the seventh layer, they also have the strength to fight.

You must know that the division of power in this world is very absolute, and the challenge of leapfrogging has been regarded as a fantasy, and even crossing two levels...... That's just incredible.

But in the eyes of Ling Xian today, this is not a big deal, and he is even guessing whether he can challenge a grandmaster-level powerhouse with this move.

Of course, there is no certainty, after all, it is too difficult to even cross the third level, and the existence of this realm has never been encountered by himself.

But no matter what, now his strength has greatly improved, which can no longer be regarded as a martial art, after all, what is contained in this palm is spiritual power.

Ling Xian also decided to give it a mighty and domineering name.

It's good to call the fire cloud shocking.

Of course, although the power of this palm was ridiculously strong, it was also obvious to say that the weakness was also obvious, and Ling Xian felt that the spiritual power in his body had reached the point of being on the verge of exhaustion just by swinging his palm.

You must know that Ling Xian is not a real martial artist, the true qi in his body is transformed by spiritual power, and the fire cloud will be consumed with a single palm, once this technique is used, Ling Xian's strength will also plummet to the second layer of the body refining stage.

Therefore, although the fire cloud is full of power, it can only be used as a life-saving technique, and it is only used as a last resort.

Of course, it's not that this trick is bad, it's that I'm too weak, and as my cultivation grows, this weakness will slowly disappear.

All in all, it was a surprise, and with this move, even the top masters could be killed by surprise.

In the face of strong enemies, Ling Xian has a lot more hole cards and capital.

But he wasn't satisfied.

Although the fireball technique cannot be cast, it can be converted into such a secret technique, so can other immortal techniques?

Ling Xian didn't know.

But the possibility is still very high.

Ling Xian sat cross-legged, with the palm just now, he had already exhausted his spiritual power, and if he wanted to try other secret techniques, he had to recover to his peak state first.

And this meditation is two hours long.

Opening his eyes, a wry smile appeared on Ling Xian's face, the aura of this world was too thin, and the speed of recovery was simply ridiculously slow.

It would be nice to have spirit stones.

The so-called spiritual stone refers to the stone that contains rich heaven and earth aura, and the cultivator can directly absorb it from the inside, and according to the different amounts and purities of the spiritual energy, it is divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Whether it is practice, weapon making, or fighting methods, the role of the spirit stone is irreplaceable, and it is used as a currency for transactions by cultivators.

This knowledge was all seen by Ling Xian from the jade pupils, and the ancestor didn't know why, he obviously left so many treasures, but intentionally or unintentionally, he ignored the spirit stone.

Not even a piece.

Otherwise, if you meditate with the spirit stone in your hand, it won't be so difficult to recover.

Ling Xian was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dwell too much on this issue, the top priority was to try to see if the Wind Blade and Ice Needle could also be transformed into martial arts.

Ling Xian took a breath, sank his divine sense into the jade pupil jian, and found the cultivation technique of the wind blade, this process, needless to say, was as different as just now, Ling Xian could be said to be proficient.

After a little thought, I have already understood.

Then Ling Xian concentrated on the operation of his spiritual power.

Soon, he felt a gust of wind pressing out of his palm, and the feeling was extremely mysterious, but there was still a big gap between it and condensing into a wind blade.

Ling Xian was not discouraged, this was enough.

He slammed his palm.

The cyan aura flickered, and a loud "boom" sound came to the ears, and a boulder in front of it seemed to be chiseled by a knife and axe, cut into pieces.

The profile was extremely smooth, and the power of this palm was like a sharp weapon, which was also a surprise, but Ling Xian was not satisfied.

Because in terms of power alone, this palm is still too weak, and compared to the fire cloud shocking, it is simply a small thing.

You must know that the Wind Blade Technique and the Fireball Technique are both the foundation of the Five Elements, and the power is originally equal, but the effect of this move is much weaker, what went wrong.

Ling Xian frowned and pondered.

However, this kind of thing cannot be concluded just by thinking about it.

You have to try it to find out.

Groping in practice.

Ling Xian continued to meditate, and the palm just now consumed almost the spiritual power in his body.

It was precisely this that made Ling Xian puzzled, the difference in spiritual power consumed seemed to be, how could the power be so different from the fire cloud.

Two hours later, Ling Xian was finally back to his peak state.

Repeat the action you just did to recondense your spiritual power into the palm of your hand.

He felt it carefully, there was nothing wrong, or rather, there was nothing wrong, so Ling Xian slapped it.

Rumble!

It was still a cyan aura, but the result was no different from just now, the building in front of it was cut into pieces, but the power was still far worse than the fire cloud.

Ling Xian had a cloudy look on his face, what was it that he hadn't gotten right?

It still needs to be pondered.

He started meditating again.

Two hours later, he was full of energy again, this time, Ling Xian didn't use his palm, and after using his spiritual power, he punched out......

Rumble!

The aura flickered, kicking up the dust flying all over the sky, and the power was significantly stronger than just now.

Could it be ......

Ling Xian stroked his forehead with his hand, a thoughtful look on his face.

The basis of this move is the art of the wind blade, and the role of the wind blade is to cut, is it that the smaller the area of the effect, the more powerful it is.

Of course, this is just speculation, and whether it is or not still needs to be practiced.

So, Ling Xian began to meditate again.

Two hours later, the mana was back to its peak.

This time, Ling Xian did not act rashly, but raised his right hand and hesitated for a moment before stretching out his index finger.

He took a breath and began to operate his spiritual power according to the magic technique of the Wind Blade Technique, and the wind pressure rose with it, and then he saw a small whirlwind appear on Ling Xian's fingertips.

The hunt is ringing!

That feeling was extremely mysterious, and from this small cyclone, Ling Xian could feel the majestic spiritual power.

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