At night.

The candle is dim.

Su Ting sat cross-legged, and the magic sword was placed in front of him.

He breathed and breathed, and a wisp of true energy fell on the divine sword, and then flowed again, returning from his mouth and nose.

After he broke through the second level of heaven, the true energy in his body changed qualitatively, condensed into a ball of lightning, growing stronger and stronger. In the past few days, his speed of refining the divine sword has accelerated a lot.

Su Ting breathed and breathed. After a long time, he slowly stopped his power, picked up the magic sword, and put it back into the jade box.

The golden and jade water in the jade box is still blue, and the two ginseng plants are also dyed a little blue.

"There is no rush to refine the divine sword. I have entered the second level of heaven now, and I have many ways to protect myself, so I can protect myself."

Su Ting put away the jade box, his eyes narrowed slightly, and remembered that day when he reached out to pat the head of the Sun family on the shoulder, the middle-aged man who took action to stop him.

The middle-aged man was physically strong, had a steady pace and hard arms. It was obvious that he had achieved his skills and had almost reached the point where he could condense his internal strength.

But Su Ting broke through the second level of heaven after all, which was one level higher than him. With the burst of true energy, the other party could not fall down with a palm.

The middle-aged man looked horrified at that time, but Su Ting's eyes fell on the head of the Sun family and didn't care much about him.

But afterwards, the middle-aged man's ability is really good.

"People who practice martial arts have strong blood, strong internal strength, and strong and domineering."

"I, those who practice Taoism, have true qi mainly nourish the body, which is relatively gentle, and have health and longevity, but it is not as fierce as internal energy. Therefore, before the third level of heavenly condensation method, the lethality of true qi is mostly weaker than internal energy."

"But I practice the true teachings of thunder Dharma, which is a bit domineering. Even if I have not yet condensed the Dharma mind, the true energy in my body may not be weaker than internal strength."

"There are three levels of heaven in practice, and there are also three levels of heaven in martial arts."

"I was better than the other party, so I overwhelmed the other party."

"But in fact, I really had to fight head-on at that time, and the other party was proficient in moves. I was slightly inferior in fist movements, and my body was not as hard as it seemed, and I was also a weak person."

"In this way, if I fight at that time, if I don't cast spells, don't use magic weapons, and fight head-on, I may not be able to take him."

Su Ting thought about this, pondered for a moment, and compared it for a moment, and said intimately, "But there is no need to be too concerned about head-on fights. At my current realm, what really makes people awe-inspiring is the mystery of magic, not head-on fights. If I really want to complete casting, even if he is a martial arts master, it will be difficult for him to survive."

In his heart, he compared himself with the current prevalent warriors in the world, and carefully studied the advantages and disadvantages to avoid suffering in the future.

After thinking for a while, he stood up.

He looked in the direction of the northwest corner.

"The casting is completed... Old grandson, how can you survive this time?"

...

The sky was slightly dim and the view in the northwest corner was unclear.

But it could be seen that there was a small platform, and there was a scarecrow on the platform, with a lamp above the head and a lamp below the foot.

The scarecrow has the name of the contemporary head of the Sun family, and on the top, under the lamp, there is a strand of white hair around it.

"The book of Seven Arrows in Nail!"

Su Ting looked dazed, and there was some expectation in his eyes.

In his previous life, in the mythological story, the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty, it was the battle of the immortals to cast gods.

And in this mythological story, the reputation of Taoist Lu Ya is not very famous.

But most of those who have truly heard of the name of Taoist Lu Ya will not forget his outstanding performance in this story.

Lu Yi didn't make many moves, most of them relying on the immortal-killing flying knife. However, the first time he appeared, he used a spell to kill the Daluo immortal who had cultivated into a jade muscle immortal body.

This spell is the book of Seven Arrows!

With this spell and Jiang Ziya's physical body, in just twenty-one days, Zhao Gongming, the unstoppable god of Daluo, was drowsy and drowsy. In the end, he lost his mind and was eventually shot and killed by Lu Ya with a talisman arrow.

And what Su Ting used to deal with the head of the Sun family now is the book of Seven Arrows!

"I have all kinds of wonderful methods to kill people. I will try this method specifically to kill you."

Su Ting smiled and said, "The old boy of the Sun family, let Su work hard to send you on the road. Under this book of Seven Arrows, you are blessed."

In terms of skills, Su Ting has many methods, but he has a great interest in the already famous Seven Arrow Book of Nails.

So he finally picked the book of Seven Arrows and wanted to try the legendary curse and killing technique.

"In the past, when Lu Yadaojun met Zhao Gongming, he took a wisp of his breath."

"I, Su, have no ability to take a wisp of a person's breath, but I took a wisp of hair from the head of the Sun family. The use of this strand of hair is more direct than a wisp of breath."

"After the return of Taoist Lord, he used his breath to penetrate the scarecrow and ordered people to build a platform, so that Jiang Taigong, the mortal body, would worship this Daluo god, who was drowsy for many days. In the end, his mind was lost and he was finally shot by a talisman arrow."

"As a practitioner of Taoism, I am cursing and killing him, an ordinary man who has not practiced, is easier than the mortal Jiang Taigong, who went to worship Zhao Gongming, the Daluo God."

"Although this camp is a little simpler, it is more than enough to curse him, the old boy."

"Maybe it's less than twenty-one days before his old ghost will be disintegrated."

"This method is mysterious and unpredictable, but it's just that it's a little troublesome to have a calligraphy talisman set and burn it."

Su Ting looked at the sky and thought to himself: "No wonder Lu Ya Daojun gave the hard work of marching and marching every day to Taigong... It was probably Daojun, who was used to being idle and wild cranes, and he was lazy and not as diligent as me."

At this moment, his heart moved and he looked at the door.

Now that Taoism is rising, perception is becoming more and more keen.

His steps were light and soft, but he seemed a little weak and weak, as if his cousin had arrived, so he hurriedly got up and opened the door to greet him.

"Xiaoting..."

Outside the door, Su Yuepin was raising her hand, as if she was about to knock on the door, but when she saw him opening the door, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Su Ting laughed and said to Sister.

Su Yuepin chuckled and said, "Okay, it's time to eat."

Su Ting said ok, left the door, turned around and closed the two doors.

Su Yuepin's eyes seemed to have caught a glimpse of a figure through the crack of the door.

The northwest corner of the room was dim and vaguely visible with the two lights up and down, the figure seemed to be a straw man.

She was slightly stunned and asked with the intention of asking.
Chapter completed!