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"My personality has never been changed......"

However, absorbing the power of the essence in Rong Qing's body, he can more or less comprehend something valuable. At the very least, it can help her and her partners lay a good foundation and improve their progress in their future practice.

This time when she came to Huanyang Retreat, Rong Qing originally wanted to use the state of mind of the blessed land to break through the Daji Divine King Sutra and plant holy rice in one fell swoop, but she didn't expect to experience a small twist and turn and unexpectedly get a Zhou Tian Earth Demon Martial Saint Essence Yuan, which was of great benefit to her to improve her cultivation. Now Rong Qing has cultivated to a level close to the peak of the fifth turn, and she can be sure that if she can comprehend a ground-level archery technique and cultivate the second source, she will be able to break through to the realm of the sixth turn in one fell swoop.

Rong Qing doesn't know how to shoot, she cultivates the Earth Evil Essence Yuan just to improve her cultivation as soon as possible. Although she has now cultivated to the fifth turn of the half-saint, the Daji God King Sutra, which assists in cultivating the essence of the essence, has already cultivated to perfection, and if there is no adventure, it will probably take many years to cultivate to the eighth turn. If it were someone else, it would have been possible to get through it slowly, but Rong Qing didn't have that much time, and Zuo Meng and Feng Yuan's retreat was about three years at most.

She didn't treat these two people as ordinary people, if one of them didn't do well, she would have to play with her life. Now that nearly a year has passed, Rong Qing feels that if he wants to fight with Zuo Meng, he must improve his cultivation by contemplating the Earth Evil Exercises. Because stepping into the Half-Saint, at the beginning, he made the fastest progress, and the qualifications were slightly better, and he was able to break two or even three turns in a row! Rong Qing had experienced this stage.

Therefore, as long as he can comprehend the earth-level exercises, although Rong Qing will not be able to achieve the Martial Saint Innate in a short period of time, it will be certain to break through to the eighth turn. Only in this way can she have a fight with Zuo Meng, because if Zuo Meng breaks through again, she will inevitably become a true martial saint! With such a miracle medicine as Diyuan Dayang Dan, Zuo Meng was the peak of the eighth turn before the retreat, and after a few years of retreat, it is still the peak of the eighth turn, then Zuo Meng is not a famous general in Jiangdong, but a pig.

"No matter how much I can comprehend, I'll first find a way to comprehend the artistic conception of the ground-level archery technique. This time, if we absorb Zhang Qi's essence and fight with him again, we will be able to draw a little conclusion, and even if we can't break through, we will be able to lay the foundation for future cultivation! If we have a thorough understanding, we will be able to break through three times in a row like Tang Lao, so accumulation is equally important!"

Although he did not obtain the earth-level exercises of the earth-shattering essence, after Rong Qing returned to Huanyang, he quickly straightened out his state of mind and began to comprehend the earth-level earth-level essence element wholeheartedly. Moreover, she had the experience of cultivating the Earth Demon Essence Yuan, so this kind of cultivation would not be difficult for her, and she would not take any detours.

The weather is getting colder, and the sun after the autumn harvest has ushered in early winter again. Within the Void Illusion Realm, Kong Yanyun, Tang Shuang, and Yinyu each lived in a stack room, cultivating their physique and essence every day, meditating smoothly, and also preparing for the path of stepping into the Holy Realm in the future. Rong Qing, on the other hand, set up a small foundry room in his own stack, preparing to build ordnance. After absorbing the essence of Hu Crack, after a year of enlightenment, Rong Qing's casting technique has truly stepped into the level of a holy general.

Thrown into the furnace was a piece of blood-streaked steel that had lost its effectiveness. The lifespan of the bloodstreaked steel is only two hundred years, so although they have seized a lot, some of the bloodstreaked steels have lost their effectiveness. However, the blood-streaked steel is blood-streaked steel after all, and even if it loses the power of the essence element, it is more durable and durable than ordinary Xuangang. Rong Qing is now respected as a holy general, and only by creating blood-patterned steel can he truly sharpen his skills.

At the beginning, Rong Qing condensed the second origin Xuan-level exercise, which was to create a Xuangang treasure bow! But now, what she wants to build is not a bow, but her own sleeve crossbow.

The previous pair of sleeved crossbows were taken from the slave eagle, but now they have been carefully separated by Rong Qing and scattered on the casting table. This pair of sleeve crossbows has helped Rong Qing turn defeat into victory several times, Rong Qing is also very dependent on its power, after taking out the blood pattern steel from the furnace fire, Rong Qing took out all kinds of large and small black steel casting hammers, and began to imitate one fine part and machine after another.

The essence of the fifth turn of the half-saint has been controlled freely in her hands, fast and slow, blunt, only between her thoughts.

But for the manipulation of Jingyuan, as well as the body method and visualization of creation, Rong Qing has invested in another kind of "benefit" and "bluntness".

The benefit of archery is an extension of the benefit of the general, and it is an invincible benefit to turn into a fine yuan flying arrow. And the bluntness of archery is also an extension of the bluntness of the general, turning into the shield of Jingyuan, and the shield of grinding the shield. The generals are fierce and the archery is feminine, one far and the other is close, and they complement each other; if the archery art does not make a move, the world will change! Thinking back to the miraculous power of the martial saint of archery on the battlefield, Rong Qing's cultivation is also deeply impressed.

She is really immersed in archery with all her heart, and only archery can have the greatest promotion of archery casting, which can be said to complement each other and gradually merge into one. Just like Tang Shuang, Kong Yanyun and Yinyu Although the three of them are all archery warriors, they have not cultivated together, after all, what Rong Qing has comprehended now is too abstract, and there is no practice visualization, so it is not of much use to others.

Before you know it, heavy snow has fallen, and winter is coming again.

On the bank of the Beida Cangjiang River in Bingzhou, there is a simple military camp, even if it is a big tent of the Chinese army, it is a little dilapidated. The heavy snow had covered the tents of all sizes with a silvery white, and the howling cold wind swept across the ground, occasionally uprooting some of the tents that were not strong, revealing the embarrassed sergeants inside.

From time to time, people died of starvation and were carried outside the camp for burial. The whole camp looked lifeless.

Inside the main tent, there was a light that was not bright, only a pot of black charcoal, and it smelled of some choking smoke. An old man with a gray beard rolled up a quilt sat behind a table, with a towel tied around his head, coughing from time to time. After a while, an elderly man who looked like a general entered the big tent and arched his hand: "Lord Thorn Shi, it's time for you to take medicine." As he spoke, the pawn beside him had already brought a bowl of steaming potion.

"Hey, now that the old man is in his last years, what's the use of taking this decoction?" the old man glanced at him, and then sighed softly. "The Green Eyebrow Army broke through Tongzhou and occupied my foundation, the old man is ashamed of the people of Tongzhou and his hometown. Gu Yong, a person is about to die, his words are also good, the old man's life is not a wise man, but he is not a great evil person. The only thing I can't worry about now is my Er'......"

"Lord Assassin Shi...... "This general is also a veteran who is over half a hundred years old, and when he heard him speak like this, he couldn't help but shed tears.

This seriously ill old man turned out to be Gongsun Cang, the assassin of Tongzhou.