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Lin Pingan forcefully broke the spiritual mark on Li Huai's storage bag, and found a large number of spirit stones from it, and after rummaging for a while, he found a sword book and a pill box.

The Dan box is different from the Dan bottle, the former often contains only one pill, generally containing extremely precious high-level pills, while the Dan bottles are generally containing low-level pills.

Open the pill box, and a white round elixir the size of a dragon's eye appears inside the box of rosewood sandalwood.

It emitted a rich fragrance, and just smelling it made Lin Pingan's soul relaxed, and his consciousness became extremely transparent.

"The effect of this Enlightenment Pill is even better than the one that bet on the Pill in the first place!"

Lin Pingan smiled on his face, closed the elixir and closed it, and then opened the sword spectrum of the sword ghost Li Huai.

For Lin Pingan, the "Battle for the Sword Scripture" of the lower grade of the Xuan step was no longer enough, and the "Heaven-hating Sword Method" of the upper grade of the Xuan step in front of him just solved his urgent need!

Lin Pingan picked up the Soul Devouring Sword and began to cultivate according to the moves in the Heaven-Hating Sword Method.

This cultivation is a month or two.

During this time, Lin Pingan did nothing other than eat and sleep, that is, sword dancing cultivation.

With such diligent study and hard training, coupled with the blessing of the effect of the innate sword body, Lin Pingan quickly changed this "Heaven-hating Sword Method" from beginner cultivation to proficiency.

He was familiar with all the sword moves in it.

But comprehending sword moves is only the basis for cultivating sword techniques, and for sword cultivators like Lin Pingan, the focus is to comprehend the artistic conception in it.

Another month passed, and Lin Pingan still did not comprehend the artistic conception.

This is not to say that Lin Pingan's talent is too low, but comprehending the artistic conception is an extremely difficult thing, in this matter, chance is often more important than talent!

However, Lin Pingan was already prepared!

After insisting for another half a month and no results, Lin Pingan opened the pill box of the Wudao Pill and swallowed the pill the size of a dragon's eye.

The somewhat numb brain, which had already practiced swords, suddenly sobered up.

At this moment, Lin Pingan looked around, and the unrecognizable wall that had been cut by him with sword qi began to twist as if it were alive.

In the end, these sword marks condensed together to form a figure!

This is a man with a cape.

He was dressed in rags and rags, and even the beggars of Dragon City were cleaner than he wore.

The man had red eyes and frantically danced the sword technique, which was dozens of times crazier than Lin Pingan, who had to forcibly comprehend the "Battle for the Sword Sutra" before!

Lin Pingan only watched the man's movements for a few breaths.

It is impossible to keep a calm mind, and endless hatred and unwillingness are born in the bottom of the heart!

This is the sword intent in "Hate the Sky Sword Method", hating the sky is unfair!

Hate hate!

Hate the sky is unfair!

Hatred talent is not enough, a hundred years of practice can not transform the gods, and finally become empty.

Hate being born poor, have no chance to become a god, and leave regrets.

This kind of hatred obsession that wanted to break through everything instantly occupied Lin Pingan's mind.

Then Lin Pingan's body was slagged, and a new artistic conception appeared in it.

"I realized!" Lin Pingan held a long sword pointing to the sky, and his originally clear eyes became pitch black at this moment.

A strong sense of unwillingness rose up from his body.

With a bang, Lin Pingan suddenly felt that the bottleneck of the eighth layer of the foundation was loosened.

The momentum in his body skyrocketed instantly, and Lin Pingan's cultivation directly broke through to the ninth layer of foundation building, reaching the great consummation of foundation building!

At the same time, under the stimulation of this sword intent, the Soul Devouring Sword also underwent earth-shattering changes.

Countless evil ghosts, running directly out of it, roared up to the sky, and all the evil ghost eyes turned red, far more fierce than before.

If the strength of these ghosts before death was only seven or eight percent before death, then with the blessing of the heaven-hating sword intent, their strength was no different from before they were alive!

Lin Pingan's appearance immediately made everyone in Jianfeng notice.

Everyone pushed open the door and came to Lin Pingan's cabin.

Wang Yingjun and Zhuo Bing rushed to the door of Lin Pingan's hut first, and were about to push the door in, but they were blocked by Li Fengyi.

"Don't go in, Lin Pingan is comprehending the sword intent, entering now will not only interrupt him but also hurt you by mistake!"

"This is sword intent, and this sword intent is also terrifying!" Zhuo Bing listened to the slightest roar of the evil ghost in the house, and only felt that this was more terrifying than sleeping on the grassland where wild wolves were entrenched at night.

In a certain broken courtyard of Jianfeng, after feeling it, Mo Situ took a sip of the wine in the gourd and smiled: "This kid is really good, it only took three months to comprehend the sword intent!" Inside

the house, Lin Pingan suddenly felt a drowsy feeling after fully comprehending the sword intent, fell directly to the ground, and fell asleep.

Three days later.

On the square of the sect, a slender and tall young man with a handsome appearance slowly walked over.

Then he found a place and began to listen to the lectures of the sect elders, and the disciples sitting around him only felt a cold and murderous aura coming from the young man, and their hearts were not at peace, and they left one after another, fleeing from the young man's side.

When Lin Pingan saw this scene, he shook his head helplessly, although he now comprehended the heaven-hating sword intent, but because this sword intent was much more domineering and evil than the unyielding sword intent.

Therefore, it cannot be completely controlled in the body and does not leak out.

And the distance to condense the Heaven-hating Sword Intent into the second Essence Spirit Sword requires time to accumulate and polish.

Lin Pingan let out a long sigh, "Time, time, what I lack the most is time." Two

hours later, with the sound of the lecture elder, everyone stood up one after another.

At this time, Lin Pingan saw Liang San walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Liang San originally did not intend to intersect with Lin Pingan, but after returning from a trip to practice, he heard that Lin Pingan defeated Li Huai, who ranked ninety-first on the Tianjiao List of Xiniu Hezhou.

He immediately changed his mind and decided to continue to want to befriend Lin Pingan.

Lin Pingan saw a smile on his face, and walked towards him with a smile on his face, and he also greeted him with a smile.

Because he saw another blue chance above Liang San's head.

I couldn't help but secretly said in my heart: "Brother Liang, you are really my rich boy!" "