Dragon Vein Martial God

Ling Ling looked at the approaching woman, her heart secretly focused. It was hard to determine whether the woman had concealed her cultivation base, or if it was only because her temperament was too high that it gave her the illusion.    

    

When the woman approached, she said softly, "Greetings, junior sister."    

    

Ling Ling hurriedly bowed slightly and asked, "Ling, may I know how to address you, Senior Sister?"    

    

The woman laughed lightly. "Luo Xue... Junior Sister, what happened to Maple Leaf Peak? Why are so many formations suddenly activated? Could it be that Ancestor Qing Feng is in seclusion? "    

    

Ling Ling was stunned for a moment, then she shook her head. "Senior sister Luo, you've misunderstood. Now that Ancestor Feng has left Maple Leaf Peak, the person in charge of Maple Leaf Peak is Ancestor's disciple, Senior Jiang Ting Jiang."    

    

"He has already left." Luo Xue's mouth twitched, then she said happily, "Then why did Senior Jiang activate the formation?"    

    

"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Ling Ling held onto Chai Yun's hand and quietly retreated... Although Jiang Ting's seclusion was not something to hide, it was just that Luo Xue had asked all kinds of questions when she came up, making people feel a little uncomfortable.    

    

Could it be that she was jealous of the girl in front of her appearance and temperament?    

    

Luo Xue seemed to know what she was thinking and explained, "I have some old friends with Senior Jiang. I heard that he had returned and was ready to visit him. However, it doesn't seem like it's the right time, so I asked her not to worry."    

    

"So that's how it is..." Ling Ling suddenly understood and nodded. "Yes, Elder Jiang has already gone into seclusion."    

    

"I wonder how long it will take for him to come out of secluded cultivation? I have also come to pay him a visit." Luo Xue's eyes narrowed.    

    

"This..." Ling Ling revealed a hesitant expression.    

    

She did not know Luo Xue. Furthermore, Luo Xue and Jiang Ting knew each other, and it was only Luo Xue's one-sided statement... It could be said that it was not important news, but important news. For example, when would she come out of seclusion? What did that say?    

    

Not to mention that Jiang Ting himself did not give an accurate time.    

    

Unexpectedly.    

    

Chai Yun spoke very naively, "Didn't Master say, less... Hmm... Oh right, Master said, at least three to five years, at least twenty years. Sister Ling, Master said so, right? Sister Ling, have you forgotten?"    

    

..." " The corner of Ling Ling's mouth twitched. She was a dignified Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, and Jiang Ting had just given her orders and words. How could she forget them? It was just that it was inconvenient for her to say them.    

    

"Then, I will come and visit again three years later..."    

    

After she finished speaking, Luo Xue looked at Chai Yun. "What a beautiful and cute little girl... little girl, what's your name?"    

    

Chai Yun did not doubt him. He tilted his head and thought for a while. "My name is... Oh right, my name is Chai Yun, and my name is Ci Yuxue. However, his master said that he would call me Little Yun'er in the future, a beautiful big sister. You... Eh, Master doesn't seem to have called me that before. But Elder Sister Ling has always called me that..."    

    

There were too many words to be said. As the Spiritual Wisdom was still relatively young, it sounded somewhat incoherent. However, with the abilities of these two people, it was not difficult for them to understand the meaning behind it.    

    

"Little Yun'er, let's return to Maple Leaf Peak first." Ling Ling grabbed Chai Yun's hand and flew towards Maple Leaf Peak on her sword. What would happen if she continued talking?    

    

In less than two breaths of time, the two of them disappeared into the grand formation of the mountain peak.    

    

Luo Xue did not get angry as well. Her eyes narrowed slightly. "How foolish... You actually went into seclusion. Looks like after coming out of seclusion, your cultivation will probably advance a step further..."    

    

...    

    

No one knew where the Crane Mourn Mountain was.    

    

Jian Chen sat on the peak of the mountain all year round. The broken sword that he had already repaired floated in front of him, giving off ripples as it spread out.    

    

"Blood... Blood..." Unconsciously muttering, Jian Chen began to mutter to himself.    

    

Countless lines of blood began to spread throughout his body. The lines of blood began to spread, making him look extremely terrifying.    

    

After an unknown period of time.    

    

Jian Chen suddenly opened his eyes... both of his eyes were filled with killing intent.    

    

However, in that instant, Jian Chen clenched his right fist and punched out fiercely towards the upper part of his chest.    

    

"Pcht..." As he spat out blood, the bloodthirst and bloodthirst in his eyes instantly disappeared. Even the blood traces on his body became much dimmer.    

    

"Damn it, what exactly is it..." Using his left hand to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth, his right hand tightly gripped onto the repaired broken sword and stabbed it into the ground. Jian Chen's face became ugly and there was a faint trace of fear on his face.    

    

Not long later.    

    

Jian Chen suddenly thought of something and his body flashed. Taking out a disk, he turned it into a flying magic weapon. Flying out of the Heming Mountain at an extremely fast speed... it was as if he was running for his life in a sorry state. Or as if he didn't want anything to happen at the Crane's Cry Mountain in order to avoid being detected immediately?    

    

...    

    

At the gate of the Purple Frost Sect, Maple Leaf Peak.    

    

In the deepest part of the cave behind the waterfall.    

    

In this cave, there wasn't much luxurious scenery.    

    

There were only a few bookshelves.    

    

The walls on both sides of the cave had many mysterious patterns, as if they were some kind of profound formation.    

    

Other than that, there was nothing else in the cave. There were only some broken metals and ores?    

    

In the center of the cave.    

    

Jiang Ting sat quietly in the center. He held a magic sword in his left hand and his right hand danced in the air, creating countless illusions. Streams of magic power kept falling towards the magic sword and merging into it.    

    

After an unknown period of time.    

    

The light faded, and the magic sword emitted a very sharp aura.    

    

A smile appeared in Jiang Ting's eyes. "The perfect third level of the Spirit Restriction... It has been ten years..."    

    

In an instant, he recalled that it had been ten years since he went into seclusion.    

    

In these ten years of seclusion, he did not have the intention to cultivate. He had been repeatedly refining weapons and practicing the Spirit Restriction. After familiarizing himself with it, he applied the Spirit Restriction on many magic treasures.    

    

This time, when he practiced with magic treasures, he discovered that... the effects of Spirit Restriction were not unchanging.    

    

At the beginning, he had applied Spirit Restrictions on his magical items. According to his perception, each time he applied a Spirit Restriction on his magical equipment, he would be able to increase its power by ten percent.    

    

However, this time, when he practiced with his magic treasure, coupled with his understanding of the Spirit Restriction, he gradually became more energetic. He suddenly realized that even though the Spirit Restriction had already been applied to his magic treasure... It could be done... Under the best circumstances, each Spiritual Restriction could be improved. Twenty percent!    

    

This was a subtle difference that could not be practiced by weeds or a single spiritual object!    

    

As a price, there were at least thirty pieces of magical equipment that had problems adjusting the spiritual restriction, and the magical equipment directly exploded.    

    

The benefits were also huge.    

    

If there were no minor adjustments, the magical sword in his hand would only increase its power by a little more than forty percent, even if it was on the second level. However, without the Spiritual Restriction, it would only increase its power by a little more than forty percent.    

    

This time, there were sufficient materials to make adjustments. Under the circumstances that many magic treasures had been destroyed at the cost of some materials, the magic sword in his hand would only be able to increase its power by a little more than forty percent. His control over the spirit restriction had increased further, and the magic weapon in his hand was more commonly used. All the Spiritual Hexes had been adjusted, and every single one of them had been adjusted to increase the power of two levels of the Spiritual Hexing.    

    

Although the magic sword only had three levels of Spirit Hexing, the effect... was that every level of the Spirit Hexing had been increased by twenty percent.    

    

Compared to the fact that there were no restrictive spells, the power of his magical sword had increased by more than seventy percent.