After half an hour, Zhao Ling'er stopped watching the Five Emperors' Great Demon Powers located in the sea of ​​consciousness, slowly opened her eyes, and a pair of bright and divine eyes reappeared.

"How?" Cao Yi asked.

"With the Five Spirits Immortal Art, one in the sky and the other on the ground." Zhao Ling'er's pink and white little hands were tightly held tightly. Her beautiful little face was too excited and red, like a piece of red silk.

"Do you show your strength?" Cao Yi said.

Zhao Ling'er nodded and stood up. Yingying's waist showed up. She felt a little under her feet and rose into the air. The orange sunlight shone on her beautiful face, revealing her tiny little. She raised her delicate hands and slashed in the slightly undulating chest dozens of times. One by one, mysterious seals appeared and sank into the void again, immediately communicating the power in the dark.

More than a dozen lightning as thick as an arm slashed from the air. A piece of land not far away, within about five or six hundred square meters, turned into a world of death. Dozens of trees and thousands of flowers and plants became charred, and none of them survived.

The burnt smell filled the air.

"The method of attracting thunder is good." Cao Yi nodded approvingly.

He didn't even know how to use this move. Zhao Ling'er could use it easily. Nuwa's descendants were indeed extraordinary.

Zhao Ling'er was praised by Cao Yi, and there was a touching smile on her beautiful and innocent face.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and slapped it out continuously, and kept waking up.

"water"

A crystal clear water drop appeared in the void. After only a moment, it suddenly expanded thousands of times and tens of thousands of times. The vast water flowed around, then quickly turned back, gathered into a point, and then rushed forward, with a turbulent momentum.

"fire"

A fire appeared in the void, and then expanded thousands of times, forming a huge fire in the sky, burning the void, and the moment it landed, it formed a sea of ​​fire with extremely high temperatures.

"thunder"

Thunder and lightning, which was twice as thick as before, landed from the void, and a large-scale explosion occurred on the ground, as if it had been subjected to a thunder tribulation.

"wind"

A strong wind appeared in the void, trees were pulled down rocks, and countless sand and dust flew into the air, covering everything.

"earth"

A series of tender green buds emerged from the ground and turned into plants ranging from inches to feet at an extremely fast speed, making them into bare mountains and fields, and turned green again.

Zhao Ling'er let out a breath and stopped.

His face became a little pale, and his graceful body shook slightly.

"It's over?" Cao Yi asked.

Zhao Linger nodded.

Cao Yi was speechless. There was only one who Zhao Linger met, adding five spirits, or only five spirits (there are also thunder in it).

The descendants of Nuwa only know this little.

Which teacher taught this?

Cao Yi subconsciously turned his eyes to Jiang.

Jiang grew up taking care of Zhao Ling'er, and what Zhao Ling'er learned should be taught by Jiang.

Jiang was so old that how could he not understand Cao Yi's eyes? He lowered his head with shame.

At this time, Zhao Ling'er in the air suddenly fell down uncontrollably.

"Ling'er"

Jiang exclaimed and was about to get up to pick up Zhao Ling'er.

Cao Yi reached out and sucked Zhao Ling'er directly.

Looking at Zhao Ling'er floating with her eyes closed, Cao Yi didn't know what to say.

But if you practice it once, your body can't bear it, and it's too bad.

"Old man's cultivation is shallow and he can't teach Ling'er much. Everything depends on her own exploration through the methods in the bloodline inheritance."

Mrs. Jiang was extremely ashamed and couldn't even raise her head.

Ling'er, a good seedling, can be said to be delayed in her hands.

Cao Yi remembers that in the game, Zhao Ling'er had a master named Lingyue Palace Master. He was a friend of Jiang and Qing'er, and the owner of Xianling Island. He taught many immortal techniques and sword techniques to Zhao Ling'er.

The failure to appear on TV means that there is no such person in this world and no master training. It is not surprising that Zhao Linger has become a master with strong strength and weak status.

Next, Cao Yi systematically trained Zhao Ling'er, and Zhao Ling'er's strength grew rapidly, and in a flash, several days passed.

On a forbidden area of ​​Shushan, on a floating island, although it is autumn, there are still lush grasses and colorful purples. Under the sun, it is beautiful.

In the air, a light flashed and Cao Yi's figure appeared.

Zhao Ling'er's affairs were settled, and it was time for him to carry out the second task and learn to enter the Tao.

"Fellow Taoist, can you be here, I have something to ask for?"

Cao Yi made a sound with the power of his spiritual consciousness.

A portal appears on the formation guarding the floating island.

Cao Yi stepped in.

The sight of the sight is not much different from the sight on the floating island where I was before.

If there is any difference, it is the pool on the island, which is slightly larger.

On the water surface, the sword saint and Li Xiaoyao stood opposite each other, with his eyes closed, obviously practicing.

Suddenly, the Sword Saint opened his eyes, came into the air, and instantly came to Cao Yi.

"Fellow Taoist, what's the matter?"

"Entering the Tao"

There was a little more surprise in the sword saint's eyes.

He was silent for a while and said, "Entering the Tao is the highest secret of Shushan, and it is only passed to our disciples."

"I can join Shushan, I wonder if my friends will accept it?"

Cao Yi smiled and said.

The Shushan Sword Immortal Sect is composed of a group of Taoist priests. He also joined a Taoist priest sect, which is not considered arbitrari.

Hearing Cao Yi's words, the sword saint Gu Bo's face, whose 20-year-old was not shocked, was slightly moved.

It is a great blessing for Shushan to be willing to join Shushan by a master like Cao Yi.

"Follow me"

The Sword Saint turned into a divine rainbow and flew out of the floating island.

Cao Yi turned into a divine rainbow to follow.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them came to the top of a mountain on the central island, in front of an atmospheric temple.

"The Master"

The disciples guarding the door all knelt on one knee.

The Sword Saint reached out and lifted it for a moment, and walked into the temple.

Cao Yi followed closely, and his purpose was to enter a simple and grand hall, where a person with an emperor-like appearance was enshrined.

It should be the legendary Emperor of the God Realm.

"Today we will hold a simple ceremony first. At the next month's Buddhist temple conference, I will announce to the monks all over the world that there is another powerful man in Shushan."

The Sword Saint said.

Cao Yi has no objection.

Next, the Sword Saint took Cao Yi as his disciple in the name of his master Jiang Juezhi.

Cao Yi burned incense to the Emperor of the God Realm, and a simple ceremony was completed.

"Junior Brother"

"Senior Brother"

The two called each other and smiled at each other.

"When you enter the Tao, go out and talk about it."

Walking outside the Sword Saint Temple.

Cao Yi followed behind.

Soon, the two arrived at the edge of the mountain.

The soul-stirring sea of ​​clouds in the distance is in full view.

The Sword Saint raised his right hand and waved it gently, and hundreds of crystal water droplets appeared around him.

"Junior brother, what do you think is inside these water droplets?"

Cao Yi looked up and saw that only he and the Sword Saint were these water droplets.

"Watch it with your heart, everyone sees differently."
Chapter completed!