Chapter 351

All sects are boiling, whether it is a sect or a small sect. In order to train disciples, they spend endless time teaching, and countless treasures to cultivate them, just to enable their disciples to become talents, improve their reputation, and then use their reputation to strengthen the sect. This is each generation. At the same time, they are doing the wish of the head of the sect.

Now, after 40 years of training, once it became empty, it was taken the lead by the disciples of Shoushan Taoist Temple. Everyone has a kind of helplessness in their hearts. This sect has a rich background, and they look up at Shoushan Taoist Temple in their hearts.

The elders and disciples who had just learned the news were boiling.

Xing silently scratched his head and looked like a ruffian. He laughed twice, "Don't look at me, I'm also blessed by my younger brother. Without him, it will take me at least a year to integrate divine knowledge and magic power. Now, you know, how powerful he is."

Women, look at me, I look at you. In an moment, the back of the cloth suddenly became mysterious in their eyes. A disciple who is only in his 20s has infinite abilities. The realm of the refining period has such strength. Will it be better in the future?

The image of mystery, power, indifference and cloth is outlined in everyone's hearts little by little.

"You bastard, now, we owe your brother a favor. You know, this mental method is the general outline of a sword secret. After the success, it is infinitely powerful, which is a level stronger than not asking the Lishui sword secret. You guy, really, how can we pay it back!" Liu Hong hammered the punishment a few times an anger.

Xing silently pretended to be in pain and hurriedly avoided, with an aggrieved look on his face. In fact, he was happy. As he ran, he laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. The things sent by my brother are definitely not going to be returned. You can take them. Hey hey, you know, I'm very poor. How about taking this as our bride price?"

"Go to hell." Liu Hong's face suddenly turned red and suddenly stopped talking. Her heroic face showed a charming look and was extremely shy.

Jiang Qiuhong coughed and said, "Even if we promise you our precious sister, this betrothal gift is a little heavy. We do owe a favor. You don't know how important this skill is to us. Xing Moran, you bastard, can you be more serious?"

When the elder sister lectured, Xing Moran was immediately much more honest. This is the senior sister of his wife in the future, and she has to be respected.

"What on earth did the cloth clothes give you? Is it worth being so solemn? The skills he gave me are really exquisite and suitable for everyone, but not to this extent!"

"General outline of heavenly sword tips." Liu Hong snuggled beside Xing Moran at this moment and whispered.

Xing silently jumped up and said, "Damn, that boy has such a good thing, my God."

The skills on one side are divided into low-level, intermediate, advanced and top-level skills. On top of the top-level skills, there are also three kinds of skills, that are human-level, prefecture-level and sky-level. These three skills, even in ancient times, are one of the top skills, with a special way of inheritance. After modern times, although such skills have gradually disappeared and there are only a few types left in the whole monistic world, they do exist. They are collected in all sects. Only the most outstanding disciples have Qualification to practice this kind of skills.

The cloth clothes are casually taken out and given away. As a favor, this is simply a great deal.

Xing was shocked, and at the same time, he felt even more unfathomable for this little brother.

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Bu Yi left the Lishui Sword School, not without a purpose. First, he did not like too lively scenes, and second, he realized another cultivation method from the cultivation method of the Lishui Sword School.

This practice is recognized as the most difficult way to practice in swordsmanship, and at the same time, it is also the most powerful. As long as the swordsmanship is completed, as long as the swordsmanship keeps up, leap-by challenges are not a problem.

His difficulty is that while people practice, they also need to let the sword improve with their own cultivation. The process is very difficult. Without the material support of the sect, they can't be improved at all.

When Bu Yi thought of this, he had an idea.

"My current practice method has been fixed, mainly using the five elements of the true thunder method to improve the magic power control ability, and then practice the sword formula as an auxiliary way to practice the magic sword together. However, his magic power system has always been very disordered, and the five elements have not formed a fixed pattern, which is delayed. If it is according to the human sword The way of practicing may not be impossible!"

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up and immediately took out the flying sword and put it in his hand.

This flying sword is of very high quality. Although it is only a prefecture-level flying sword, its potential is infinite and its development potential is very powerful. If you use this flying sword as a flying sword, you will save a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, he calmed down and quietly felt the flying sword in his hand.

Ling Feijian, about three feet and three minutes long, two fingers wide, transparent ice crystals, sharp blade, murderous, sword body forged in an unknown way, divine consciousness penetrated, feeling a shocking murderous spirit, this murderous spirit, very restrained, if there is no special means to promote, there is no murder outside.

Cloth requires people to practice swords together. Naturally, they must first be familiar with the flying sword, every structure of the flying sword, every casting material, and even every forbidden array, and then make their own brand. In the future, people are flying swords, and flying swords are people. The swords move with the gods, and the sword is as light is satisfactory. After the success, no one can compete.

Of course, this is a very long process.

Holding the sword, it was very eye-catching. After thinking about it, he suddenly opened his mouth and made the flying sword smaller and pressed it to his chest. Sword cultivation, a breath of golden qi, and the lungs are gold. It is most suitable for raising swords with golden qi.

After doing this, he walked alone to the edge of the magnetic peak, looking at the blue and deep sky, and his mood was extremely relaxed. At this moment, there is only the mystery of heaven and earth left in his eyes, dedicated to practicing Taoism without any distracting thoughts.

In the knockout competition, it goes without saying that Xing Moran won the first place in the semi-finals with three victories and an absolute advantage. His strength has been promoted to the Jindan period, and no one dares to provoke him. It seems that this has destined him to be the first place, and then Buyi also won the second place with three wins in three games. Ming, also defeated the opponent with an absolute advantage, but his cultivation was slightly inferior to Xing Moran, ranking second and third. Strangely, it was not Zheng Mo, but Huo Yu. In his last battle, he directly used two fusions of congenital fire, which was incredible and powerful, and directly overwhelmed the whole audience.

The top three have been determined, just look at the finals. In this competition, only 15 people were eliminated by more than 50 people to enter the finals.

In this finals, the rules of the game are very simple. It is not the traditional three-game two-win system, or the five-game three-win system, but adopts a rotation system. Fifteen people take turns to stand on the stage and wait for the following people to challenge and rank according to 15 wins and losses. For example, the first place will stand on the stage and leave the remaining ten All four were defeated until no one challenged them.

The rules are so simple.

The host coughed twice and said, "That's the rule. Now, please come to the stage silently and accept the challenge until you are defeated or no one wins."

Xing laughed silently and rushed down. At this moment, there is only one site left in the huge mountain front plain, which is very vast, with hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, which is definitely a huge battlefield. It is absolutely enough for the master of the refining period to toss in it.

Xing silently achieved the golden elixir period. Since it was known, he has no longer hidden his own momentum. The whole popularity suddenly rose to a very high level. His body turned into a wind, swayed up and was extremely arrogant. In this wind, everyone felt a strange smell, as if Xing Moran was the embodiment of the wind. , breeze, fierce wind, strong wind, nine heavenly wind, shade wind, magic wind, but all the wind that can exist in the world seem to be integrated into his body by his brain. The spokesperson of the wind seems to be the general outline of the wind, in the three evil spirits, but all the magic of the wind can find a shadow in his body.

"This guy is really a genius. It's really horrible to practice this spell." Everyone feels a kind of mental pressure when they see this, which is the pressure of heaven and earth.

When Xing silently melts all his mana into one group, he really represents the road of the wind, but wherever there is wind in the world, he can exert himself to the limit, ubiquitous and incredibly powerful.

Fourteen people, ten people stepped back on the spot, leaving three people.

The first person, needless to say, must be cloth. No matter what power Xing Moran has cultivated, he is not afraid. As long as Xing Moran does not become infancy, he will not be afraid.

The second is Zheng Mo, a cold teenager, with a magic knife in one hand, his eyes are full of fighting spirit, like a rainbow, and his whole body is like a knife out of its sheath.

The third one was Huo Yu. When he saw Xing silently rushed up, he immediately stretched out his middle finger and scolded, "Your boy, stand up and wait for the young master to come and burn you to death."

The fourth, and strangely, it was Li Mingchong, the cold-faced villain of Shushan Sword School, the man who was beaten by the cloth. At this moment, he was standing aside and looking at Xing silently provocatively, as if he was not afraid at all. At the same time, a strong sword flowing faintly on him, which seemed to be very extraordinary.

At the same time, there was also a strong murderous intention in his eyes when he looked at Buyi. He had long recognized the person who humiliated him. He couldn't imagine where he had offended this horrible boy. The most hateful thing is that this guy's strength is extremely horrible, and he is afraid that revenge is hopeless for the time being.