Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique - Chapter 563 The Second Level of the Martial Saint!

When Lin Bei walked out of Jiang Qingyue’s room, he saw a tall and heroic figure standing in the red rain pouring under the flower-picking tree, with green silk hanging like a waterfall, floating in the wind.

Looking back suddenly, the smile is as beautiful as the peach blossoms, and the eyebrows are the same as before. It flows in my heart, but it is a little less cheerful and a little more resentful.

Lin Bei stepped forward slowly, put his arms around the supple waist, and said softly: “What’s wrong with this expression? This is not like your style.”

Luo Yiqing instinctively rested her head on his chest, but snorted: “Master Wusheng hugs you from left to right, don’t you allow this little girl to harbor resentment?”

Lin Bei laughed dumbly and said in his heart: “I don’t know who it is, but I have been acting as the moon elder for my man.”

However, he did not say anything, but quietly accompanied Luo Yiqing to appreciate the peach blossoms.

The fluttering petals are messy in the air, like pouring red rain. They are in sharp contrast with the bloody rivers and lakes, giving people a sense of comfort in a peach orchard in the mountains.

This feeling is exactly what Lin Bei has been missing these years.

The boredom of training and the excitement of killing intertwined to compose Lin Bei’s journey to becoming a martial artist.

But I forgot to stop, look at the scenery, and soothe the excitement in my heart.

It was not until he became a Martial Saint that the dimension of time lengthened, and a retreat lasted for several years. Only then could he stop briefly and find a quiet corner in his heart.

The funny thing is that this is actually just the training required by the Martial Saint.

The long retreat requires the support of a calm heart to avoid going crazy.

Whether you seek outside or inward, you can get this tranquility.

Lin Bei’s choice is to seek both externally and internally. He can have both. There is no need to completely turn himself into a stone without any emotions.

Of course, he wasn’t immersed in it.

After a short period of companionship, the long retreat began again.

Although he has now become a powerful Martial Saint, he has not drawn a clear line with the Xuanyue Sect because of this.

He still retained his position, and was directly promoted from the guest elder to the ancestor of the sect!

Although Lin Bei achieved the status of Martial Saint, he was qualified to found a sect and establish a super sect that would last for thousands of years.

But he felt that this was too laborious. He did not lack resources and did not need to rely on the sect to collect cultivation resources for himself.

Establishing a sect is a troublesome matter. In the beginning, you have to continue to invest resources, time, and energy. Only when the sect is successfully established can you reap the benefits.

With Lin Bei relying on Martial Ancestor, there was absolutely no need to waste time.

Simply supporting the Xuanyue Sect directly is enough to overcome the addiction of being respected as an ancestor. If there are any advanced cultivation resources, they can be obtained directly, saving the investment stage.

Of course, he did not intend to eat and drink for free, but directly handed over some useless resources in his hands, as well as the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, to Xuanyue Sect for processing.

Except for the area with the strongest aura, which he built into his own cave, he did not take care of the rest of the area.

The Xuanyue Sect occupies the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, has a martial sage at its command, and is rich in resources. The sect’s glory is comparable to that of the sect’s founding period.

But these are not among Lin Bei’s concerns.

The changes in Dafeng’s situation and the rise of new martial saints did not arouse his interest.

After being promoted to Martial Saint, he has Sheng Yanling, the Martial Ancestor, to rely on. His eyes have completely separated from the secular world, and there is nothing worthy of attention in the entire Da Feng Martial Arts world.

The fundamental reasons are caused by three aspects, one is one’s own background, the other is the martial ancestor’s background, and the last is the grand goal.

Lin Bei himself has a profound foundation, and no one in Dafeng’s Martial Saint True Lord is his opponent. The only one who needs to be wary may be the Immortal True Lord.

But with Martial Ancestor’s background and Sheng Yanling’s backing, even the Third Heavenly Martial Saint is not enough.

Of course, he never thought about relying on his background to do whatever he wanted. This was just a guarantee for him to practice with peace of mind.

His target is Martial Ancestor!

Whether forced or voluntary, Martial Ancestor is his grand goal!

With such an ambitious goal, how could he lower his head and pay attention to the changes in the situation in a mere country in Da Feng?

“After eight years, the law was finally perfected!”

Lin Bei opened his eyes in seclusion, and a golden light flashed in his pupils!

“The second level of the Martial Saint is the fusion of the holy energy of martial arts and the power of laws to form the realm of laws, which is the realm of Martial Saints!”

“This requires the perfection of the law and the purity of the holy energy to be able to do it.”

The power of the law is the law of heaven and earth. It is unbearable for the mortal body and requires the condensation of martial arts holy energy to control it.

Therefore, the first level of the Martial Saint is the initial fusion of laws and holy energy, allowing the Martial Saint to control the laws of heaven and earth.

The second level of the Martial Saint combines the power of Dacheng’s laws with the more pure martial arts holy energy to form a domain!

The domain can cover a hundred miles range. Within a hundred miles, the opponents of the first level of the Martial Saint will be weakened by 20 to 30% of their combat strength. However, under the Martial Saint, they cannot get close to the hundred mile range at all.

If someone can counterattack the first level of Martial Saint, then facing the second level of Martial Saint, he can’t even reach within ten miles of the opponent, let alone fight with him!

It took Lin Bei eight years to finally cultivate the law of strength to the great state.

Coupled with the martial arts holy energy that has reached the peak of the first heaven, it already has the ability to impact the second heaven of martial arts.

But he was not in a hurry, and calmed down for a year or two, asking Sheng Yanling many times for advice on his experience in attacking the second level of the Martial Saint.

When all aspects reached their peak, they began to attack the second level of the Martial Saint.

“In just ten years, this kid has already begun to attack the second level of the Martial Saint. Judging from his foundation, the probability of success is not small.”

Sheng Yanling looked at the whirlpool of spiritual energy above the cave, enveloped by the invisible power of the laws of heaven and earth. The wind was surging, the void was faintly twisted, and the vast aura was heart-stopping.

Ten years have passed, Sheng Yanling has grown from that childlike appearance to a young girl named Tingting, but her demeanor and temperament still have a strong old-fashioned flavor.

She watched Lin Bei’s breakthrough vision for a while, then looked at Zhao Caiyan beside her, and said: “Yan’er, when this kid breaks through, you should also prepare to attack the Martial Saint.”

“Yes, Master!”

Zhao Caiyan’s eyes lit up and she immediately agreed, as if she was afraid that Sheng Yanling would change her mind.

Over the years, he watched Lin Bei’s rapid progress with envy in his heart. He asked Sheng Yanling several times for instructions to attack the Martial Saint.

But Sheng Yanling felt that her foundation was not solid enough, so he did not agree and asked her to wait.

Until now, Lin Bei had already attacked the second level of Martial Saint. Sheng Yanling finally felt that her background was solid enough and allowed her to attack Martial Saint.

“Great, we can finally attack the Martial Saint!”

Zhao Caiyan clenched her fists, her body trembled with excitement, and the hair on her head swayed.

After waiting for a long time, she finally arrived today, the realm of martial saint, a true martial arts master, she had longed for it!

Glancing at the excited Zhao Caiyan, Sheng Yanling laughed dumbly and couldn’t help shaking her head, then raised her gaze to look at the retreat cave.

After a long time, she whispered softly: “It’s done!” (End of Chapter)