The reason why the people of Mount Li gathered in Mount Li was to study spells from each other, but what kind of teaching can compare to the spells that can directly instill what they know into another person? Especially the understanding and perception of some spells cannot be expressed in words and actions.

Zhao Lingjun's Heaven Seal and Soul-shifting Method are nothing to Zhao Lingjun himself, but this magic that can independently convey his knowledge to another person is a priceless treasure in the eyes of everyone in Mount Li.

The cultivation level of the people in Mount Li is high, and the only difference is the understanding of the way of heaven and magic. Some people are even unable to comprehend some profound magic due to their talent. But now Zhao Lingjun's spell is equivalent to providing them with a further straight-through train. Any talented and stupid cultivator of Mount Li can instantly understand the casting and cultivation methods of countless magical magic, and what these people have to do next is to choose more powerful magic that suits them to practice.

It is impossible to exaggerate that if Zhao Lingjun did this, it would be equivalent to allowing Mount Li to share magic. I am afraid that in just a moment, the comprehensive strength of the people in Mount Li can be increased to a higher level.

"Sir Zhao, I am grateful. I will never thank you for my great kindness in the future. You can just say it." Zhao Lingjun didn't know the meaning of his Heavenly Seal and the Soul Movement Method to the practitioners of Mount Li. When Zhao Lingjun heard Qin Tianjun say this to him, he felt embarrassed. "I am already grateful for my fellow Daoist Qin is willing to teach me the sword-controlling technique."

"The sword-controlling technique is nothing compared to the wonderful magic taught by Zhao Xianshi." Qin Tianjun looked at Zhao Lingjun gratefully, walked up and held Zhao Lingjun's hand.

Before Zhao Lingjun could react, Qin Tianjun had already used the Soul-shifting Method he had just learned, and passed all his magic to Zhao Lingjun in an ancient brain.

"Sir Zhao, I hope you have a smooth journey." Before Zhao Lingjun could understand why he taught so many magics at once, Ling Baozi's hand had already taken Zhao Lingjun.

As soon as Ling Baozi finished speaking, Zhao Lingjun had a lot of things in his mind.

"Now, you no longer need this map." Ling Baozi let go of Zhao Lingjun's hand and smiled at Zhao Lingjun when he was still in a daze.

"Spiritual Master Lingbao, you..."

"Sir Zhao..."

In the following scene, Zhuque and others from the Wumen Sect and the unknown people in Lishan were stunned. Zhao Lingjun and Ling Baozi were both grateful and sympathized with each other, and couldn't help but hug each other.

"Okay, go."

After both of them hugged each other for several seconds, they separated with appreciation and issued orders to the Wumen who were stunned by the silence of the Lishan people.

…

"Boss, why did you hug and hug the old Taoist just now? And when we left, why did those people hold each other?" When Zhao Lingjun led the Wumendi and his group to the foot of Mount Li, Zhuque finally couldn't help it.

"Those people held each other because I passed on them the Mitian Seal and the Great Soul Transfer Technique. They must be passing on magic spells to each other." Zhao Lingjun came down from Mount Li and finally figured it out. "They definitely don't know the Mitian Seal's magic spell, no wonder they are so grateful to me."

"Then why are you so excited?" Zhuque still looked at Zhao Lingjun incomprehensible and asked.

"Damn, Qin Tianjun and Ling Baozi, both of them probably passed all the spells to me. How could I not be excited?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhuque.

"What!" Zhuque, Pang Taiju, Lin Yi and others around Zhao Lingjun almost jumped out when they heard Zhao Lingjun's words. "Have you passed all the spells?"

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun was fine at first, but now he became happier the more he thought about it, and couldn't help laughing.

"Boss, what kind of magic did they pass on you?" Zhuque, Pang Taiju and others looked at Zhao Lingjun who were smiling and scattering, their eyes shining.

"Let's rest in the woods in front." After hearing the words of Zhuque, Pang Taiju and others, Zhao Lingjun stopped laughing and said to all the people from the Witch Sect, "I will use the Mitian Seal and the Soul-Transfering Technique to impart your magic suitable for cultivation to you."

After a pause, Zhao Lingjun looked at the people of the Wu Sect who were stunned, "However, the first thing you need to practice is the sword control technique, because it is thousands of miles away from Dongxianyuan. If you can't practice sword control technique well, you can only chase barefoot on the ground."

"m/lgbd, I can finally learn to fly." The first person to come to my senses was Pang Taiju. When Pang Taiju thought of her being abused by Zhuque in Maoshan Sect at that time because she could not fly, she was so excited that she burst into tears.

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It is undeniable that the greening of the Shang Dynasty was not much better now. Not to mention that Mount Li was full of towering ancient trees, even at the foot of the mountain were dense jungle covering the sky and the sun.

The jungle chosen by Zhao Lingjun as a preacher is not far from the foot of Mount Li. Zhao Lingjun originally wanted to let everyone in the Wumen learn sword-controlling skills in Mount Li before leaving, but because everyone in Mount Li was in a hurry to leave and beat Fuli Sect, Zhao Lingjun was embarrassed to take a lot of people in Mount Li with him.

Because Zhao Lingjun felt that no matter how good the relationship between the host and the guest was, if the host was not there, it would always be a shame to stay at the host's house.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun arrived at the foot of Mount Li, he couldn't wait to pass on the story of sword control to the Wumen people. It was because the environment at the Shang Dynasty was so good at this time. Except for the jungle everywhere, there was almost no road, and there was a lot of weeds everywhere. If he didn't have to fly, he might not have been able to reach the Dongxianyuan for the rest of his life.

After arriving at that dense forest, Zhao Lingjun had just used the Wu Sect's Break-Kuai Crow and Maoshan's ignorance to hide the Wu Sect's members in the dense forest. Zhao Lingjun saw countless lights rising from Mount Li soaring into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Lingjun knew that it was all the people from Mount Li who were dispatched.

Judging from the spells that Qin Tianjun and Ling Baozi had just passed to him, Zhao Lingjun discovered that the spells of the cultivators of this era were all spells with huge lethality, such as those that were small, such as these tricks, mustard seed techniques, etc., but they were underestimated and practical. It seems that the spells at this time were still at the pursuing lethality. Later, the various spells with different functions seemed to have not been divided and no one had studied them.

No wonder the people of Mount Li received Zhao Lingjun's Mitian Seal and the Soul Transfer Technique, they all looked ecstatic. Zhao Lingjun felt that he would not have to pass on the Qiqiao Mitian Dao to Lingbaozi and the others before he knew it, because the Tongtian Xuan Technique and Dutian Thunder Light Sword Dao passed on to Zhao Lingjun by Lingbaozi and Qin Tianjun, in terms of lethality, are no less than the Qiqiao Mitian Dao. Zhao Lingjun feels that he is not as good as passing on the mustard seed technique, just a magic trick to the people of Mount Li, so that they can avoid having to carry their magic bags with them and carry their magic weapons as soon as they go out.

When Zhao Lingjun was thinking this way, Wu Xiaoye, Lin Qianxun and others had already distributed all the elixirs from Zhao Lingjun. Even Meng Xue and Lin Qianxun had distributed a batch of elixirs.

Because Meng Xue, Lin Qianxun and others also understood that if they did not learn the art of sword control, they would become a burden to everyone in this kind of place.

“Start eating.”

After the division was completed, Zhuque and Pang Taiju had already issued an order on behalf of Zhao Lingjun.

So the most ridiculous scene in the history of the Wumen appeared. People of 180 took a bunch of sugar bean-like pills and ate them hard, and their bodies were filled with air waves. In the whole woods, auspicious clouds surrounded and spiritual energy was overflowing.

"Ahhhh~" I screamed in constant screams of sighing that I had improved my cultivation level quickly.

And these screams have not disappeared yet. Nearly three hundred flying swords with light flowing light were thrown in front of 180 people like street stalls.

"I want this Qinghong..."

"I want that purple flame..."

"Haha, Lao Zhao, why are you so poor in your eyes? You have picked up so many upper-level flying swords.

Put the intermediate one."

Then the 180 people from the Wumen rushed up, just like they were rushing to choose the latest Q-film on the street stall under the overpass, and picked up the magic weapon and flying sword.
Chapter completed!