The Strongest Simulator In the Sky

The Seventh Prince will kindly give him the secret book.

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the Seventh Prince was already in front of him, and he respectfully handed a secret book to him with both hands.

Fire Control...

It sounds very popular, but, in the real world, such an introductory volume of secret arts already belongs to the extraordinary power, and its value is absolutely invaluable.

Ling Tian knew clearly in his heart that it would never be good intentions for the Seventh Prince to send this thing. It is very possible that this secret technique came from the sect, or that this secret technique would cause the sect to hunt him down.

However, Ling Tian didn't come to this world for Gou, and the collision with the sect was a matter of time, so he naturally reached out and took this booklet.

"Between you and me, don't owe each other again..."

After taking the secret book, Ling Tian left a word indifferently, and the figure had disappeared in front of the Seventh Prince.

And just when Ling Tian disappeared, behind the seventh prince, a guard walked up quickly, glanced in a certain direction without a trace, and then leaned into the seventh prince's ear.

"Your Highness, do you need to…"

The lowered voice sounded with a hint of grimness, and the meaning of the guard's words was obviously to ask whether to kill Ling Tian.

"It's a master no matter what, it's always wrong to kill casually..."

The indifferent smile spread from the corner of the seventh prince's mouth, his head was lifted up leisurely, and he stretched his waist greatly.

"My eldest brother supports the Zongmen Ao Ran Empire. Although I am not strong enough, I still have to make a move to show my existence and let go of the words. I have already given it to my savior... I don't seem to know that. What's the guy's name, you can pass on his appearance..."

In the tone of chatting, the seventh prince has formulated a plan, including Ling Tian, ​​Zongmen, etc.

And after these words fell, the seven princes were already walking towards the carriage.

"You try to grab his tail as much as possible, don't let him disappear from your eyes, then you won't be able to ambush the masters sent by my eldest brother's sect..."

When he was about to enter the carriage, the figure of the seventh prince paused slightly and left such a sentence.

The prince seizes the heir, but those who are qualified to participate must not be ordinary existences. The seventh prince seemed to be chased and killed by the people of those sects before, but who knows if it is an illusion.

Just as Ling Tian never knew why he and the Seventh Prince's people rushed out of the jungle, the old man who was blocking the way never appeared again.

Outside the jungle, there is a plain, and not far along the plain is a city.

At this time, Ling Tian had already entered the city.

Fortunately, although this is a world with demons, it is generally the same as in ancient China. Gold and silver are also common currencies. Ling Tian has quickly found an inn in the city and stayed there.

In the bedroom of the inn, Ling Tian had already taken out the secret manual given by the seventh prince and looked at it.

But after just reading a few pages, Ling Tian has not fully understood the secret book, and has already begun to speculate that the so-called fire control technique of the Seventh Prince is not the real title of the secret book.

Among the secrets, the flame power involved is by no means a fire control.

Ling Tian even saw the recipe for cultivating true fire when the secret book was more than halfway through, and after that, there were some records about the legendary flames such as nameless fire and karmic fire. In a certain way, real fire possesses techniques similar to those of the legendary fire power.

Of course, Ling Tian was only skeptical. After all, the legendary flames he knew were only what he saw on the Internet in his first world. In the real world of demons, these flames were not quite sure if they were legends or not.

"Selling pears, selling pears..."

Just when Ling Tian guessed the grade of the secret manual, a shout suddenly sounded on the street outside the window where his room was located.

With the shouting, Ling Tian's thoughts of guessing immediately dissipated. At this time, how could he have any qualifications for guessing? No matter whether the secret book in his hand is a magical technique or a street product, he can only cultivate, because other than this he There are no other magic tricks.

With his mind settled, Ling Tian opened the secret book in his hand again.

In this book, I mentioned how to cultivate real fire, from the initial vitality, then internal fire, then open fire... to the real fire that claims to be able to burn everything, even stones and water.

Ling Tian read every word very carefully, and after seeing the cultivation method of True Fire, Ling Tian did not continue, but started to read from the first page again, but this time Ling Tian did not even read the internal fire. Arrived, just staring at the first article on vitality practice.

His martial arts have now reached the realm of immortal magic, but he is indeed still a novice in the field of self-cultivation.

One is to transform the body into invincible, or to transform the body into various attributes, while the other is to control the vitality of heaven and earth, or to cultivate the soul.

There is essentially no difference between inside and outside, but, under normal circumstances, inside is definitely more important than outside.

In the same way, the inside and outside can also be integrated with each other and promote each other.

Of course, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to cultivate any of them, but it is easier to achieve longevity than martial arts. Therefore, in the eyes of most people, cultivation should be stronger than martial arts.

But Ling Tian is different. He has already had hundreds of years of lifespan in the martial arts. Now, when he starts to cultivate, he can also go hand in hand with the martial arts.

Soon, Ling Tian had already read all the methods of cultivating vitality.

Fortunately, this method of cultivating vitality is actually not complicated. In other words, this world itself is more suitable for the cultivation of vitality, and the vitality of the world in this world is more intense than the worlds Ling Tian has passed through in the past.

To put it bluntly, the vitality of heaven and earth in the jungle of this world is comparable to the so-called fairyland after the broken world of the Tang Dynasty.

Probably, this is the reason why there are so many monsters in this world.

And this kind of environment is also a great good thing for Ling Tian. After reading the method of cultivating vitality, Ling Tian has quickly cultivated the first ray of vitality.

The vitality of self-cultivation is somewhat similar to that of martial arts, but they are not the same. Ling Tian could feel it, and that trace of vitality quickly entered his Tanzhong acupoint, and then headed towards Baihui acupoint.

Middle Dantian, Upper Dantian…

Ling Tian did not feel the slightest difference or panic about the operation of vitality, but quietly felt the movement of vitality. It has already been recorded in the secret book that the difference between cultivation and martial arts is that the power of martial arts is stored in the dantian, while cultivation is The power is in the middle and upper dantian.

These two places are only where the original power of cultivation is stored. In the later stage, the primordial spirit is transformed, and all the power of cultivation will be attributed to the primordial spirit.

And when the primordial spirit is condensed to perfection, even if it is a small accomplishment, one can abandon the body shell and use the primordial spirit to achieve the level of immortality and immortality.

This method of self-cultivation is indeed miraculous, but Ling Tian does not intend to accept the method of abandoning the shell.

His current body has been tempered by him, reaching a state of invincibility, and it is a pity to give up easily.

"You, how can you do this, how can you let me live..."

At this moment, Ling Tian heard the voice of selling pears again, but this time it was extremely mournful.

And this kind of grief directly disturbed Ling Tian, ​​who had already completely blocked the sound of selling pears because of his penance.

With a slight frown, Ling Tian wanted to continue ignoring the voice, and went straight to cultivate, but suddenly, a trace of heart palpitations emerged from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes opened, Ling Tian's figure swept up, and he reached the window and opened a gap to read.

At this moment, on the street, a man dressed as a farmer sitting beside a scooter with a broken handle was looking at a sloppy Taoist priest with a crying voice, and next to the Taoist priest was a pear that looked fruitful. Tree.

However, there were no pears on it at this time, because every pedestrian around the pear tree was holding a pear in his hand.

selling pears…

Ling Tian looked at the scene on the street indifferently, from the Seventh Prince's words about the centipede Jingci Hang Pudu, Ling Tian has roughly guessed that this is not a simple story world, and now it seems that it is indeed the case.

In this world, the second most feared is the collection of Liao Zhai.

However, this world is afraid and must not simply pull together with Liao Zhai.

Cihang Pudu, the centipede spirit, is from the movie version of A Chinese Ghost Story, but selling pears is the story of the original Liaozhai.

Before, the conversation between the Seventh Prince and the old man blocking the way, there should have been no gods, Buddhas and immortals in this world, but there is more than one immortal in Liaozhai.

intricate world.

Ling Tian sighed inwardly, his eyes collided with the old Taoist priest on the street.

A smile with the smell of game dust emerged from the corner of the old Taoist priest's mouth, and then, an inexplicable force swept from the street towards Ling Tian's room.

Before that power arrived, most of the inn had already begun to decay, as if it had gone through thousands of years.

"Ghost, ghost..."

"There are monsters..."

"mother……"

"Go, let's go..."

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With the emergence of this force, there was panic on the streets, and the once prosperous streets suddenly turned into disasters. Children and mothers were crowded out, and the weak pushed the family of the strong to let them escape first.

Of course, there are also strong men who push weak old men to flee...

There are various scenes, but this street is already the scene of a disaster movie.

And this is entirely because of that power.

Ling Tian looked at the Taoist priest on the street with indifferent eyes, the window of the inn room blew open in front of Ling Tian, ​​his figure floated forward, a scorching hot and terrifying aura had dissipated, and then swept the old Taoist towards the bottom. Go crazy.

Ling Tian naturally hadn't learned about fire control, but he already knew how to cultivate his vitality and how to generate various flames later.

At this time, Ling Tian used the power of Qingcheng's love as his innermost, and turned it into flames through the circulation of vitality, but it also had a great mystery.

"Monster, die..."

As Ling Tian's flame power dissipated, on the street, the old man suddenly opened his mouth.

Following this sentence, a whisk appeared, and the old Taoist's image suddenly changed drastically, the original sloppy appearance disappeared, just a blink of an eye, the green mountain Taoist robe, the classic Taoist master image with fluttering beards has taken shape.

After the image was completed, the dust whisk in the Taoist priest's hand suddenly turned into countless strands of silk, covering the sky and covering the sky towards Ling Tian.

In an instant, the whisk seemed to have turned into a spider spirit, and dense silk threads were pouring out to wrap Ling Tian around it.

Along with those silk threads, there is an endless chill, it seems that those silk threads are not silk threads, but ice and snow.

"evildoer…"

Ling Tian read the words Lao Dao shouted and couldn't help but sneer.

This world really does not have any good people, this Taoist priest, how great is in the world of Xiaoao, even in the world of Tang Dynasty, but in this world, he is so shameless.

Ling Tian really didn't know that such a farmer who even depended on selling pears to support his family would have to go to **** in order to hunt down a person who was inexplicably targeted by the sect to be hunted down. monstrous.

"I'm a monster, I'm afraid you can't take it alone..."

The cold words spit out from Ling Tian's mouth, his palms spread out, and a trace of powerful energy swept through them, and then covered them fiercely towards the bottom.

It is still the love of the allure, but under the transformation of fire control, UU reading www.uukanshu.com The love of the allure is no longer a move, but just some kind of energy supply. The mystery played out.

The terrifying scorching heat shrinks, but it accurately covers the old road on the street.

At the same time, Ling Tian's Primordial Spirit power followed up, and the power he shot out seemed to be restrained by an invisible force. In the mystery of the Primordial Spirit Sword, those forces quickly locked the old man on the street.

Although he had only just learned fire control, Ling Tian's martial arts had been drawn by this secret book, and he had completely gained a power that was not inferior to cultivation.

Incomparably relaxed, Ling Tian's force broke through the power of Lao Dao on the street, and then ruthlessly fell towards Lao Dao. At this moment, because of his underestimation, the expression of Lao Dao who did not see Ling Tian in his eyes suddenly changed dramatically.

Facing the power of Ling Tian, ​​Lao Dao had no time to respond in time.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying scorching heat had already covered Old Daoist.

"Monster, go away..."

An angry and terrified shout roared from Lao Dao's mouth. However, although the power in him also erupted, it was no longer able to completely dispel Ling Tian's power.

"Who dares to take action in front of a large audience regardless of the life and death of others..."

At this moment, a furious roar came from a distance.

With the sound of this voice, Ling Tian's brows wrinkled, but the look of the old man on the street suddenly showed surprise.

The voice of the owner of the roar was full of energy, enough for Ling Tian and the old Taoist to recognize that the master of the voice was extremely powerful.

And Ling Tian and Lao Dao were in the hands of each other at this time, so Ling Tian could see that Lao Dao obviously knew the owner of the roar and had a good relationship, so when he heard the voice, he seemed to be saved.