Forge your destiny into a sword, slash your soul and ascend to immortality

Chapter 72: Qing Ping Mo

Jing Qian hid in the dimension and witnessed the interaction between the three great repairers, and once again grasped a lot of key information.

The herding matter planned between humans and sirens.

The changes Yang Jia made after learning about Zhizhou's death.

And the dispute between Ling Mingji and Zhu Shou over Zhizhou.

These hidden lines are hidden under the water of [Hunzhou] and are secrets that ordinary cultivators cannot access.

But by chance, Jing Qian caught a glimpse of a clue.

He kept these things in his heart and did not react too much.

For him, continuing to visit various ghost friends is the real thing to do at the moment.

The Yin Year is already halfway through, and he has to use the remaining time to hunt down the Yin ghosts.

If you miss this period, you will have to wait for several more years before the next Yin year.

Whether it is the [Life Stove] or the [Taoist Book], the demand for Yin Gui is extremely strong, and he has no choice but to work hard.

In this way, Jingqian began a new journey.

He continued to shuttle through the sea, searching for ghosts and corpses, and quickly harvesting them.

All the [Yin Pearls] obtained were placed into the [Void Furnace].

All the ghosts and spirits were strangled easily, contributing the [Taoist Book] talismans to [World Solution] for decomposition.

This is a journey that continuously enriches Jingqian's foundation. The power contributed by Yin Gui will immediately bring about a qualitative change once a breakthrough is achieved.

In addition, Jing Qian would take out an hour every day to use the [Void Furnace] to knock out a few sword blanks and recast the [Sword Fangs] several times.

Right now, he has no shortage of precious metal materials. If he speeds up his consumption, he can make some space to store the [Yin Bone].

These treasures that fill the [Virtual Realm] are all the foundation for his strength improvement.

He likes this feeling of being rich.

In a blink of an eye, three whole months have passed!
Jing Qian has hunted down a total of 1,049 Yin ghosts, and he dares to say this with confidence.

His gains during the Yin Year exceeded those of all other cultivators in the [Hunzhou] realm.

However, after three months of hard work, he finally confirmed that there was not a single eighth-grade [Green-Winged] creature in this vast ocean!

……

Yang Jia returned to the underwater volcanic cave, rolled in the magma, and took a comfortable hot bath.

Then he took out a conch horn, put it to his mouth and blew it gently.

A melodious horn sound, along with its magical power, began to spread in the sea.

The sound traveled far away and reached the ears of a specific person.

Less than half a day later, a seventh-grade [Blue Blood] monster came riding on a beam of light. It turned out to be a tiger shark.

Over the next three days, huge monsters arrived one after another, including giant turtles, lobsters, giant squids, big stars, and sea snakes.

Until the last island whale that covered the sky and the sun arrived, a total of seven [Blue Blood] monsters were present.

Yang Jia summoned all the seventh-grade monsters under his command here.

After everyone gathered, it immediately spoke:
"This Yin year, I will start grazing early."

"Don't be stingy. Release 80% of your inventory and give it to the human race of [Hunzhou] to give them a fierce blow."

"Also, this time, we, the Sea Clan, will only be responsible for grazing, not harvesting. You can set up the pasture in the [Hunzhou] sea area, and let the human cultivators worry about it themselves."

But I saw several seventh-grade monsters looking at each other, not knowing how to respond.

The blood of the large lobster was more valuable, and it couldn't help but speak:

"Jia Jun, that's 80% of the inventory and at least 30% of the profits. If we give it all to the human race, wouldn't all our efforts over the years be in vain?"

But Yang Jia laughed and said:
"Luo Yaozhi must have been in trouble, or even dead."

"If we don't push the human race, how can we know if we can gain anything?"

"Although I'm not letting you interfere with herding, I'm not letting you just sit there doing nothing."

"You guys watch carefully outside the ranch. If it's really as I think, this time, we're going to give Hunzhou a good bludgeoning."

Several big monsters became furious after hearing this, and their eyes became red with envy.

I have long disliked the human race, but unfortunately the Divine Dynasty is too powerful and I dare not cause trouble easily.

However, once the other party really shows signs of fatigue due to their own reasons, they will never show mercy!
"Go!"

At a command, the seven big monsters scattered and returned to their bases.

This seventh-grade sea star fled at full speed, and after spending most of the day, it returned to the sea area it was guarding.

Then, it dived into a deep valley under the sea where the sun could not reach.

No one knew what it was fiddling with down there, causing violent earthquakes in the deep valley.

It was not until the next day that the sea star swam out of the valley, dragging a thick iron chain, and swam towards Hunzhou.

The chain gradually extended, leaving a long tail.

As the chain lengthened, a mermaid was actually entangled in it and was dragged out.

One after another, each one is of the eighth-grade [Blue Wing] level.

It’s not that there are no eighth-grade sirens in the vast ocean, but all of them were suppressed by the leaders of the same clan at the beginning of their birth.

……

Ling Mingji and Zhu Shou returned to the government office one after another.

The two men then summoned all middle-level and above cadres from the three offices and two prisons, and announced a supreme mobilization order affecting all the [Life Islands] in the entire [Hunzhou].

The war machine of [Hunzhou] was also officially launched.

The storm is coming, and no one can stay immune.

……

Jing Qian, however, had no idea about and didn't care about the changes in the outside world.

He accumulated his practice bit by bit completely at his own pace.

More and more ghosts turned into dead souls under his sword.

It was not until another month later that his four-month-long killing spree finally came to a brief pause.

Within the [virtual world], Jing Qian finally ate the thousandth sword embryo, ushering in a key qualitative change in the fate of [Sword Fang].

Recasting the [Fate] a thousand times has brought the depth of [Sword Fang] to its fullest extent.

The destiny of this spiritual treasure has officially reached the level of [Purple Eyes].

Jing Qian summoned out the newly born [Sword Fang], and this small tiger-fang sword had become a purple jade sword.

The power of the weapon transformed from the spiritual treasure [Purple Eyes], which is dedicated to killing, has been greatly increased again.

Jing Qian then escaped from the [virtual world] and came to the sea. He slashed out with his sword, and the [sword fangs] turned into an unparalleled sword light, circling around him for a hundred feet, extremely agile.

This upgrade has increased the attack range of [Sword Fang] by more than ten times.

At a distance of a hundred feet, he could strike with his sword and cut with it, making Jing Qian's attack methods even more sharp.

Recasting a thousand times is an impossible task for most monks.

Just to refine thousands of ninth-grade sword blanks would cost tens of thousands of gold.

This is enough to buy the lives of dozens of ninth-grade monks.

Even for Jing Qian, recasting it a thousand times is not an easy task.

All this was exchanged for a very important opportunity!

He shifted his consciousness and came to the Fate Monument, carefully examining the information on [Sword Fang]:

"【Sword Fang】(Purple·Extreme)"!
The low-level destiny has reached its true limit and can no longer be further strengthened through the [Opportunity to Forge Destiny] to be promoted to the destiny of [Golden Root].

But Jing Qian had anticipated the current situation and had even been looking forward to it for a long time.

He placed his right hand gently on the [Sumeru Avenue Monument], closed his eyes, and began to sense carefully.

When he condensed three [Sumerus] and awakened [Heaven's Fate Orthodoxy], this black life monument also underwent a qualitative change and promotion.

A new power has already evolved and emerged as a result of this.

Now, Jing Qian finally gathered all the conditions to activate this power, and he used it without hesitation.

This is [knowledge of destiny]!
Then, Jing Qian felt that his life span was like flowing water, and was sucked away by the [Sumeru Avenue Monument] for sixty years.

An unexpected change suddenly occurred.

An extremely rich true meaning of the Great Dao surged from the [Sumeru Great Dao Monument] into Jing Qian's sea of ​​consciousness and merged with the [Sword Fang] destiny.

This immediately triggered a dramatic change in this [fate].

Jing Qian only felt that his soul and faith began to converge towards [Sword Fang].

He is using his own spirituality to contaminate and reshape this [fate].

[Sword Fang] was merely a [White Fang] Fate. Regardless of its foundation and structure, it was ultimately unable to bear such a powerful force. Now, this [Fate] has been completely reconstructed from a deeper level.

On the life monument, the location where the [Sword Fang] was recorded gradually became blurred and disappeared.

A new line of words replaced it:
【Green Ping Mo·Jing Qian】

[Rank: Destiny Only]

[Green duckweed condenses sword energy, sparks temper dragon roars; the sword stirs up a murderous calamity, the blade cuts through the clouds in the sky]

After a thousand recasts, [Sword Fang] was pushed to its peak, and another sixty years of life was spent to recast [Destiny]!
It has undergone a complete transformation, surpassing the level of [Golden Root] and becoming a [Fate] that has truly reached its limit.

Originally, there was no [Qing Ping Mo] in this world, but because of Jing Qian, from then on, this world really had an extra [Destiny] from nothing to something!
This [knowledge of destiny] is the real power of the [Sumeru Avenue Monument] that can change one's destiny.

Jing Qian set his sights on the [Sumeru Avenue Monument] and discovered that his information had changed again:
[Host: Jing Qian]

[Lifespan: 139 years]

[Life Points: 131.43] (White Fang)

[Destiny: Xumi, Qingpingmoon]

【命格：世间解（金）、兜率熔炉（金）、浪潮（紫1.36/10）、织魂魄（蓝1.01/10）、寿命（青4时辰1刻）】

[Narrative Techniques: Dragon Walking Technique, Talisman Seal Technique, Lotus Planting Technique]

[Life Stove: Void Furnace]

【Opportunity to Cast Destiny: 27】

I have a second [Destiny]!
Moreover, this [Destiny] was forged by him personally and has a more unique meaning.

When [Qing Ping Mo] appeared, Jing Qian only felt an extremely full feeling filling his soul.

He also understood instantly that at the ninth level of [Destiny], his spiritual power could only accommodate two [Destinies] at most.

He just felt that his accumulation had been complete and he could seek to improve his [Dragon Elephant] realm!
Since traveling through time, I have been rushing and rushing without stopping for a moment.

Finally won a rich reward!

If [Sumeru] is his most solid foundation and the most stable backing.

That [Qing Ping Mo] is the pen he uses to rewrite his destiny, and the sword he uses to break the shackles!
By combining the two, his [fate] system was able to break away from the weak offense and strong defense, and truly achieve completeness and coordination.

He turned around and faced the group of spirit incarnations outside the safe zone.

After the trip to [She Dizang Island], his food supply was abundant again.

Zhizhou Luo Yaozhi, two [Yanshou] monks and Chi Ling, a total of four incarnations of extremely high status and position, were closely surrounded by numerous ghosts and spirits.

He casually released dozens of silk threads, clearing out all the evil spirits and other small fry, leaving the battlefield to the four human cultivators.

He wants to test his sword on these four masters!

Jing Qian was also extremely looking forward to Qing Ping Mo's first battle.

He just closed his eyes and sensed it, slowly communicating with [Qing Ping Mo] with his own soul, and becoming familiar with this powerful [Destiny] bit by bit.

A feeling completely different from that of [Sword Fang] suddenly arose.

After the promotion, [Qing Ping Mo] has transcended the fate of spiritual treasures and possessed the attributes of the fate of gods and ghosts.

He could clearly feel that [Qing Ping Mo] not only contained an extremely sharp sword energy, but also carried an indescribable agility and mystery.

He just pointed his sword, and a tiny, undetectable sword energy slashed towards Chi Ling.

In an instant, the sword energy crossed the distance between the two and directly penetrated into Chi Ling's eyebrows.

Jing Qian did not deliberately look for the opponent's weakness, but still cut the Dharma image of this [Lingjizi] with one sword.

This great master of the [Dragon Elephant] sect with a profound background couldn't even withstand Jing Qian's sword!
From today on, relying on a [Destiny] that specializes in killing, Jing Qian can kill enemies of higher levels as easily as drinking water.

However, although this [Qing Ping Mo] is powerful, the cost of using it is really high!

With his reserve of 131 [White Fang Life Essence], it was completely drained after just one sword strike.

In terms of mana consumption alone, it is more than a hundred times that of [Sword Fang].

Moreover, these 131 [Life Essences] are only Jing Qian's upper limit, and it is far from maximizing the power of [Qing Ping Mo].

He is just like a small horse pulling a big cart!
However, the rapid improvement in his strength still made him feel sincerely happy.

He just stepped out of the safe zone, went up and kicked Luo Yao, and was then killed by Zhizhou's magic power.

Then, Jing Qian, who was resurrected and in full condition, slashed out with the sword [Qing Ping Mo] again.

This time, he used [Worldly Solution] to mark the magical weakness of the [Longevity] monk on the left and stabbed him straight away.

The [Qing Ping Mo] that squeezed him dry again did not disappoint him. It actually broke through the protective image of the [Yanshou] master and cut into the opponent's body.

Jing Qian couldn't help but be impressed by it.

This is the real powerful killing destiny!

It was worth it for all the hardships he went through, he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces in order to forge his own destiny.

The final result made him quite satisfied.

After rushing in and dying once again, Jing Qian, who was in full condition, slashed at his strongest ration, [Fu Ling] Luo Yaozhi with a sword.

A golden-armored god appeared and protected it tightly. Relying on his own magic power, he withstood the power of [Qing Ping Mo].

Jing Qian still had no way to deal with the overhaul of [Fu Ling], as his own mana limit was this.

But this was already a fruitful result beyond his imagination.

In the current [Hunzhou], his strength barely reached the first echelon. Except for Yang Jia and several [Yanshou] who controlled [Spiritual Motivation], he was almost as strong as anyone else.

This gave him a great sense of security!

In fact, he doesn't need to squeeze his potential so hard.

However, if a good practice rhythm can be maintained, there is no need to break it.

Jing Qian escaped from the [virtual world] and continued on his journey of hunting ghosts.

However, instead of wasting time recasting the [Sword Fang], he spent all this time in the Life Monument Space.

He had just acquired [Qing Ping Mo], which needed some adjustment.

The four human masters perfectly fulfilled the role of targets and fought with him every day.

After traveling a distance of 100,000 miles, time entered the tenth month of the Yin year.

Jingqian is about to successfully complete his first Yin year.

……

[Hunzhou Island] is already in a state of grimness.

The usually bustling sea market has now completely closed down.

All monks above the ninth rank were organized.

The entire government office broke down the barriers between the three houses and two prisons, and organized twenty-four teams around the families of the twenty-four main stores.

This team, which is bound together by blood ties and economic interests, has stronger combat effectiveness than the scattered government offices.

In the next battle, each team received a mission.

The newly emerged Zhengdian family that had just replaced the Jing family, the Maritime Qian family, also formed a team under Qian Yuan's organization.

This was the first test since the Qian family opened their store.

Relying on his background in the maritime department, Qian Yuan occupied an eighth-grade treasure ship.

With this eighth-grade treasure ship, the cultivators of this clan can escape with their lives from a seventh-grade monster.

On this day, Ling Mingji sounded the war drums, and two seventh-grade warships, leading twenty-four treasure ships, sailed down the Hun River in a line.

A [Six-Life Golden Toad] as big as a small mountain was lying on the deck of the [Hun Yi] ship, which was at the front.

When the entire fleet landed on the vast ocean, a toad's cry resounded, and the huge waves of the Yin Year were actually flattened within a radius of ten miles.

The power of the tide was completely suppressed by Daxiu's strength, and the entire fleet had no more worries and sailed away through the waves.

At the same time, fleets also set sail from the other thirteen [Life Islands].

All the core monks of the human race are heading towards a unique sea area.

Jing Qian, who was immersed in his own world, knew nothing about this.

He was so immersed in the joy of harvest that he couldn't even spare the time to care about the outside world.

It was because after he finally killed Chi Ling's incarnation, he obtained a unique memory.

This memory was so important that Jing Qian put down everything he was doing, sat in the [virtual world], and digested it with all his strength.

Through the absorption and deconstruction of [World Solution], this part of memory was fully accepted by Jing Qian and analyzed frame by frame.

For a moment, he opened a new door in his spiritual practice.

In a dilapidated Taoist temple, Chi Ling, who had just died, was listening to an old Taoist priest holding a sword telling stories.

She concentrated her attention, afraid of missing anything.

(End of this chapter)