Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Chapter 370 The Immortal Order is Well-Ordered, and the Social Hierarchy is Solidified

A grumpy immortal was cursing and swearing as he wildly chopped and hacked at things with his giant axe.

Suddenly, a sword shot out from the side, piercing his right hand that was holding the axe.

The irritable immortal had refined his body, so this sword did not pierce his right hand, but only left a shallow wound.

The enraged immortal swung his giant axe with both hands, cleaving it towards the direction of the incoming sword.

The sound of something tearing through the air crashed into Zhong Lingxin's eardrums.

With a deft twist of her sword, Zhong Lingxin used the technique of "using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds" to dissipate the force of the giant axe. She then followed up with a forward thrust, causing the irritable immortal to lose his footing and stumble forward two steps.

The raging immortal wielded his giant axe with a fierce "Eight Directions Wind and Rain" move to protect his entire body. At the same time, he roared and a lightning dragon shot out from the bracelet on his arm, and lightning filled the sky as it struck Zhong Lingxin, who had just undergone the tribulation lightning.

The moment Zhong Lingxin saw the Thunder Dragon, she felt pain all over her body. With a wave of her hand, she hurled a handful of explosive talismans at the Thunder Dragon. At the same time, the Soul-Slaying Sword in her hand swiftly and silently pierced towards the irritable immortal's brow, sending a surge of soul power straight into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The irritable immortal, who was guiding the thunder dragon to avoid the exploding talisman, felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito between his brows, and then a sharp blade pierced his sea of ​​consciousness. The blade then exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his mind to go black in waves.

Zhong Lingxin smiled. Her "Soul-Slaying Technique" had finally reached the second minor stage of the third level, allowing it to transform into a sharp blade to attack into the consciousness of others.

As Zhong Lingxin retracted her Soul-Slaying Sword, her divine consciousness swiftly withdrew from the irritable immortal's sea of ​​consciousness and returned to its original position.

The irritable immortal was specially chosen by Zhong Lingxin.

Once she ascended to the Ninth Heaven Mystic Immortal realm, the "Soul-Slaying Technique" turned a new page, announcing that she could now use her divine sense to create blades that could leave her body to attack.

This also signifies that she has finally mastered the art of soul attack and can now use it as a means of combat.

Unlike before, when we could only use the Soul-Slaying Sword and the Phoenix Harp to attack.

Moreover, the "Soul-Slaying Technique" clearly states that her divine sense can condense into thousands of sharp needles to attack enemies thousands of miles away.

Zhong Lingxin chuckled.

It's a thousand miles away.

For immortals, a thousand miles is just a teleportation distance.

With this divine sense attack method at her disposal, she won't need to teleport to chase enemies next time. She can simply use her divine sense to transform into needles and pursue them.

The irritable immortal has a very powerful physique, probably because he has specialized in body tempering. Even with Zhong Lingxin's body tempering strength, a single sword strike would only leave a shallow wound.

After testing his divine sense, Zhong Lingxin put away the Soul-Slaying Sword, which she still had in the fight, and switched to attacking with her fists.

When she used her cannon to attack the old ox, she always felt a sense of frustration, as if she couldn't unleash her full power.

Now, facing this irritable immortal, he felt a sense of satisfaction at meeting his match, and he pounded his fists on the immortal's giant axe.

Zhong Lingxin's immortal essence gradually solidified under the bombardment of punch after punch.

The irritable immortal roared repeatedly.

He's just short-tempered, he's not stupid.

Having fought this far, how could he not know that he had become a sparring partner for others to consolidate their cultivation after advancing?

But he had no choice; he really had no choice.

Others used their newly mastered magical techniques on him.

He could only keep responding to the attacks.

The more he answered the call, the more alarmed he became.

That damned immortal has a stronger spiritual sense than him, his body tempering is about the same, his immortal essence is purer and thicker, and he has more immortal treasures than him.

The Immortal Realm is already the pinnacle of cultivation. There is no longer any desire to ascend. At most, one can wander around the various immortal cities, or perhaps visit the four realms of the southeast, northwest, and southwest to experience the local customs and culture.

As long as they don't cause trouble, aren't trafficked, or become slaves under contracts, they can basically live for tens or hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, some immortals actively cultivate themselves, while others spend their lives in leisure and pleasure.

Under the rule of the Celestial Emperor Haotian, the order of immortals in the Middle Realm is well-ordered, and the social hierarchy has been solidified. Immortals with stable property rarely take risks, and many choose to spend their lives in leisure.

This is also why the various secret realms in the celestial realm don't see the same fierce competition for entry as the secret realms in the lower realms.

Who would be willing to give up a perfectly good immortal life to risk for that one rare opportunity?

Only a very few immortals, driven by the need to make a living, would venture into the secret realm to risk their lives for a rare and hard-to-obtain opportunity.

The irritable immortal was puzzled.

With such amazing magical techniques and treasures, why would they bother coming to the secret realm to compete with these poor immortals for food?

Is it really true that the Immortal Emperor Haotian is about to die, and chaos is about to break out in the Middle Realm, with all the immortals taking the opportunity to seize immortal cities and territories?

But how many opportunities can such a small place as Wumeng Secret Realm offer?

Is this little bit of luck enough for an immortal to advance several levels?

After practicing on the irritable immortal for a day, Zhong Lingxin noticed several times that black mist swirled around his head.

This is because after Zhong Lingxin advanced to the Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal realm, her fortune and luck also improved by one level, allowing her to see whether an immortal carries too much karma.

The irritable immortal clearly belongs to the type with extremely heavy karma.

Zhong Lingxin unleashed her Soul-Slaying Sword, shattering the irritable immortal's sea of ​​consciousness with a single strike, destroying his divine sense, and rendering him unable to reincarnate.

A beam of golden light of merit rushed into the Longan Bodhi in Zhong Lingxin's sea of ​​consciousness, and at the same time, it made Zhong Lingxin's consciousness even more condensed.

Zhong Lingxin was overjoyed.

She never expected that there would be so many benefits after advancing to the Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal realm.

Not only has the "Soul-Slaying Technique" improved, but even the golden light of good fortune has materialized.

Zhong Chun and the Phoenix Harp, the Soul-Slaying Sword, were both extremely pleased.

Could Xin Xin kill more villains and gain more good fortune and golden light?

For the past three years, Xin Xin has consulted information every time she visited a celestial city.

All the information shows that Yi Ren dislikes Buddhist practice intensely, and Buddhist practice also dislikes Yi Ren intensely.

I also heard a storyteller say that there is a supreme treasure in Buddhism that even Yiren could not unlock.

It is said that if Buddhist cultivators were not able to deliver vengeful spirits and maintain peace in the middle realm, Yi Ren would have exterminated them all.

If one can cultivate the golden light of good fortune, does that mean one is connected to Buddhist practice?

Should Xin Xin seek refuge in Buddhism when necessary?

Let's put all that aside for now. Since the longan bodhi can bring good fortune and golden light, let's use our hearts to slay more evil spirits.

Anyway, Xin Xin doesn't like endless chanting of sutras for salvation; she prefers to raise her fists and get to work.

Zhong Lingxin smiled; she liked Zhong Chun and the Phoenix Harp, the Soul-Slaying Sword,'s summary of her.

She just loves to throw punches and get into a fight.

The next target was to her left front, an old fairy holding a golden box, but inside the box churned with black mist.

As Zhong Lingxin stepped into the area separated by Zhong Chun, the golden box in the old fairy's hand rose into the air, the lid opened, and countless golden rays enveloped Zhong Lingxin. She shouted sharply, "Withdraw!"

Zhong Chun cried out in alarm, "Watch out!"

Zhong Lingxin felt as if her whole body was bound, her hands and feet tightly tied, and she could no longer stretch them out.

The old fairy let out a sinister laugh.