ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

The most useful experience gained from crossing the galaxy and wandering around the world as a casual cultivator for more than a year is that the strong do not stick to weapons.

It is true that she is a swordsman.

But let alone flying flowers and picking leaves, it can hurt people. Pots and pans can also be used.

There is no handle on the belly of the turtle, so he uses spiritual power to absorb it when crossing the galaxy. The turtle shell is already hard. Under the explosion of the will to survive, the level of Zhenwu Transformation Technique has reached a new level. The strengthened trident can't hurt him. Not a cent!

The fighting spirit is overwhelming and the wind is howling.

Sea Monks: "No, where did the news about Xuanwu Hall come from?"

The host was shaken: "...It's my son's cry!"

Crossing the galaxy, carrying a close friend with him, he fought and advanced. He was inextricably linked to the battle with Xuanwu's clone. His dynamic vision was not good enough, and he could only see the afterimages dangling around.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu How long do we have to fight..."

The turtle in question felt like vomiting, very much.

This is always a trial, not a life and death struggle. Under the armor that seems to cover the whole body, the Xuanwu clone still has some relatively weak parts. After observing it through Duan Xinghe, it was found that it was at the back of its neck and between its eyebrows.

"Hurry up, the difference between strong men and women only takes a moment."

"Then, hurry up, I can't hold on anymore..."

Jing Xin Qi said like a gossamer.

But when the trident clanged on his back, the light was brilliant, and he was the embodiment of true martial arts that maintained high intensity throughout the whole process.

"Aren't you holding on very well? I have observed you over the past few days. You are worthy of being a true descendant of Xuanwu. Your demonic power can maintain the true martial incarnation for at least an hour."

Always using others as a shield, Crossing the Galaxy gave him a rare compliment.

When these words fell on the ears of the sea monks in Wanfa Temple, they were shocked -

This female cultivator has been observing Jingxin for so long. When did she start preparing to use him as a shield? What a deep thought, what a cruel calculation!

Jing Xin's eyes were filled with stars: "No, it's not a problem with the demonic power. It's because I'm so dizzy that I feel like vomiting. Donor Du, you don't want to be waving a shield that makes you vomit."

Soon after, Du Xinghe summoned Fatty Scorpion again, got into the turtle stuffing and bit him.

She said calmly: "The thing you spit out now contains paralyzing poison. If you spit it in front of your face, spit it at the Xuanwu clone."

Jingxin: "..."

Sea Monks: "..."

The system's delighted voice sounded in her mind: [Host, I have detected that many people think you are a vicious and deep woman. It seems that the host is very successful in the palace battle! 】

"what."

The trident grazed Duan Xinghe's cheek dangerously, her thin lips slightly hooked, and she smiled with great interest.

Jingxin still wanted to show off, and tried hard not to spit it out.

During the battle, Du Xinghe was still distracted enough to glance at him: "It doesn't matter if you endure it, just don't swallow it back... Come on, it doesn't matter if you swallow it back, I will detoxify you."

The Xuanwu clone seemed unable to hear the conversation between the two, and only focused on attack and defense.

During this period, Du Xinghe fought with him every day and became accustomed to its fighting habits. It had a certain degree of learning ability in the same battle. When it was attacked by the same attack many times, it would subconsciously adopt the same response method.

In the first ten attacks, Du Xinghe deliberately targeted the weak point between its eyebrows and cultivated its fighting habit of focusing its defense on its face.

On the eleventh time, she jumped up with her shield in hand, causing the pool to ripple in circles.

The Xuanwu clone raised his hand and used the hardest arm guard to block the attack from above.

The shadow of the huge turtle shield enveloped it, causing it to ignore the fleeting spiritual turbulence——

The fixed skill of the defensive artifact Jade Bone Clothes obtained from the system by Du Xinghe consumes spiritual power to become invisible.

Invisibility requires a lot of spiritual energy. Even on weekdays, she cannot remain invisible for a long time. It is obviously impossible to use it as an invisibility cloak that can sneak into secret places. Even now, she can only be invisible. Second.

Two seconds.

Too short for infiltration, but too long for combat.

Du Xinghe let the turtle shield fall freely, and she used the force of pushing down on the turtle shield to turn invisible and volley behind the Xuanwu clone. She pierced its weakest neck with a sword, and hundreds of layers of dark power accumulated in it. Its vital parts vibrated.

In the flash of lightning, all movements of the Xuanwu clone came to a standstill.

With a clang, the little turtle fell into the pool and sank gurglingly.

Everything is settled.

The Xuanwu clone turned into a puddle of water again.

The Xuanwu Palace roared again, and a gust of wind surged in from above, lifting Du Xinghe up. She did not forget to pick up the pure heart from the pool, and the two of them rose up against the wind. At the critical moment, she poured a large amount of golden seawater into the storage ring, and even tried to dig out some gravel.

Unfortunately, he failed to cross the galaxy and was spit back on the cold floor of Wanfa Temple.

Looking around, it was exactly where she came from.

Only this time, there were dozens of green round balls of different shades around. The darkest one was so dark green that it was almost pure black.

The enemy and we were still unclear, Du Xinghe picked up his shield and put it in front of him, looked at them warily, and then said slowly: "I have no hostility. I came here just to be entrusted by others. I came to the Wanfa Temple to return the valuable Rakshasa stick of the noble sect. .”

The dark green turtle monk at the head looked at her steadily:

"I believe you are not hostile, but..."

He sighed leisurely: "Donor, can you put my son down first?"

Du Xinghe paused, and without changing his expression, he put Jing Xin, who had been lifted up again, back to the ground. He climbed back to the host with his short legs, and timidly called out: "Dad! Du Xinghe is my new friend, you guys?" I don’t know, she was very kind to me in the trial place, so don’t be harsh to her.”

The sea monks who had watched the entire trial suddenly felt sad.

If my own child is so stupid, I'm afraid he will be a drooling bastard when he is rescued.

"You are the sea monk who has been recognized by Master Xuanwu's clone the fastest in the past years." The host touched his head and turned to look at Du Xinghe: "Our Xuanwu Hall was originally not open to outsiders, but something went wrong. , the True Martial Incarnation Technique cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, otherwise it will be considered a crime according to the temple regulations, and the son will repay the father's debt, and I will have to abolish my thousand years of Taoism."

The sea monks were shocked, and Jingxin even shed a lot of tears:

"It's all my fault, dad! If you want to abolish it, abolish mine, don't abolish yours! I can owe you seven hundred years!"

"Good boy."

Jingxin threw herself on the host's turtle back and cried even harder.

The host said calmly: "But because I am the host now, I decided to abolish this temple rule."

Jingxin stopped crying immediately.

Du Xinghe echoed in time: "President Yingming, fate happened suddenly, how can it be regarded as your sin."

"The donor is right."

The host nodded, but the words stopped on his lips, unable to come out.

How should he ask the donor to recognize Lord Xuanwu as his ancestor? How should the other party explain to his parents and sect?

Even the high-ranking host in Wanfa Temple will have moments of hesitation.

As he fell silent, the atmosphere became tense.

Du Xinghe looked around with the system camera on. The sea monks were identified as turtles in the palace pond. Each one was so advanced that she was frightened. The other party had the advantage in numbers and strength, and even said that they would give up their practice. If so, if she continues to fight head-on, it will definitely be extremely detrimental to her!

It is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes, and Crossing the Galaxy is the best among heroes.

"Everyone, I have been accepted as a disciple by Master Rongyu. Although I am only a nominal disciple, I do not want to join other sects for the time being..."

really!

Human monks are all very proud...

The sea monks were worried and anxious when they saw this human monk clasping his fists and bowing:

"Master Xuanwu's unique knowledge cannot fall into the hands of outsiders, so what if I am not an outsider? Since I have the fate to step into Xuanwu Hall, why not worship Master Xuanwu as my adoptive father! Maybe you don't know that I lost my parents when I was a child. , longing for father’s love most.”

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

The sea monks did not expect that she would realize her thoughts so quickly, and the host thought that her seniority was a bit too high if she recognized Lord Xuanwu as her adopted father.

Jingxin interrupted: "Wait a minute."

Just when the host, who also wanted to raise the matter for further discussion, lamented that his son was reliable, Jingxin continued: "This matter requires Master Xuanwu's consent. Let's go and make a hexagram."

...Do you really want to bother Master Xuanwu with this kind of thing?

Unfortunately, the sea monks were all indecisive and slow. Even when they all returned to the temple and started to make predictions, no one raised any objections.

Crack, crackle...

The tortoise shell burns divination and presides over the hexagrams.

In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of divination can really reach heaven.

It's too risky to use golden fingers against a being of Xuanwu's level. The firelight shone in Du Xinghe's eyes. She was already thinking about what kind of relationship she could have after recognizing her adoptive father.

If that doesn't work, she should also become a monk!

Du Xinghe was lost in thought when his divination came to fruition.

"……lucky,"

The host pronounced the verdict hesitantly in an incredible, dreamlike tone:

"Lord Xuanwu agreed."