The martial arts training ground is unusually open, and there are a total of more than a dozen levels of viewing platforms, and all sides are full of disciples of the Boundless Sect who came to watch the battle or participate in the battle, about tens of thousands of people.

Jiufang Ming walked alone on the food street of the sect, smelling the aroma wafting from everywhere, this aroma has the medicinal fragrance of the elixir, the smell of barbecued meat, and the smell of rouge in the air.

The competition of Jiufang Ming was arranged at the end of the next morning, and after receiving his own number plate and putting it in the storage ring, Jiufang Ming began to return to Ming Feizhou's residence and began to cultivate.

Although Jiufang Ming and Ming Feizhou eat and live together, but all the food is arranged by Jiufang Ming, Ming Feizhou's residence is extremely inconspicuous, just a dilapidated thatched house, and there is another reason why Jiufang Ming is willing to stay here.

It is that the phantom power here is rich and abnormal, and the cultivation speed cannot be compared with the outer gate of the sect, with the guidance of Ming Feizhou and the abundant phantom power here, Jiufang Ming was promoted from the phantom to the sixth order of the phantom in such a short period of time, and it only took one year to advance from the phantom to the sixth order, of course, this is also inseparable from the efforts and opportunities of the Jiufang Ming itself.

Speaking of chance, during the year of Jiufang Ming's cultivation here, he went to the back mountain of the sect many times to hunt phantom beasts, at first just to catch some weak phantom beasts to roast and eat, and there are also some powerful phantom beasts in the back mountain, although the strength is not as strong as the phantom beasts on the periphery of the Qingwu Mountain Range, but it can also invisibly threaten the lives of human monks.

Through the battle with these phantom beasts lurking in the shadows, the proficiency of the Nine Directions' body technique and phantom martial arts has been greatly improved.

After being promoted to the Phantom Master, Jiufang Ming entered the second layer of the Illusion Technique Pavilion with the acquiescence of Ming Feizhou.

"Innate swordsmanship. Jiufang Ming took out one of the jade slips again and read the essence of swordsmanship.

"Transfiguration into a sword, ten thousand swords in one breath!"

After several times of speculation and thinking, Jiufang Ming probably understood the first meaning of these swordsmanship, which is to transform into a sword, and these swords echo each other, and they are a whole, it is easy to transform a sword, but it is not so easy to control them at the same time.

The Nine Directions used the Phantom Yuan Force and tried to conjure up a sword.

Since the phantom force is a fire attribute, the transformed sword body is fiery red.

Jiufang Immortal moved in his heart, and conjured up an ice-colored phantom sword with a crystal body with the magic power of the water attribute.

"Is this the Phantom Sword?" Jiufang Ming exclaimed as he looked at the Phantom Sword in front of him, which was about the same size as the entity.

The Nine Directions increased the output speed of the Phantom Yuan Force, and conjured up several other Phantom Swords, but when the Nine Directions Shadow transformed into the seventh flying sword, the Phantom Yuan Force changed sharply, and it moved wantonly in the tendons and veins of the Nine Directions, and the Nine Directions were in pain, and the several Phantom Swords in front of him all collapsed, disappearing between heaven and earth and becoming an erratic Phantom Force.

"Seven handles, this is already my limit, and the magic yuan power is not enough to sustain such a large consumption. Jiufang touched the muscles and veins that were a little painful, and cold sweat broke out.

Then I thought of the name of this sword skill, and I couldn't help frowning.

This innate ten thousand swords, wouldn't it be to condense ten thousand flying swords at the same time.

Jiufang was dumbfounded.

Just when Jiufang was pondering, a sound of footsteps behind him attracted his attention, usually this place is inaccessible, Ming Feizhou is now presiding over the outer gate competition, so who else will it be?

Jiufang Ming turned his head and saw that it was a girl wearing a phoenix pattern with a water blue background, and she should be about the same age as herself.

Although the person who came seemed to be unhostile, Jiufang Ming was still vigilant.

"May I ask if you are the little uncle of the Nine Directions?" the girl said shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Jiufang put away the jade slip with a lingering mind, and then got up.

"It's true, but I can't afford this little uncle, I look very old. Jiufang Ming walked towards the girl and smiled.

"It's Nandie's fault. Jiufang Nandie said a little nervously.

"Nan Die, do you have anything to do with me?" The so-called Three Treasures Hall for nothing, Jiufang Ming didn't believe that the girl named Nandie in front of him would be so idle.

"Uncle Xiao, Nandie has something to ask. "Jiufang Nandie is colorful.

Looking at the calm expression of Jiufang Ming, there was a hint of anger in the girl's eyes.

Jiufang Ming nodded and motioned for Jiufang Nandie to continue.

"Nan Die's surname is Jiufang, and she has the same surname as Uncle Xiao. Jiufang Nandie's eyes were slightly complicated and said.

"Jiufang, you are also surnamed Jiufang?" Jiufang was a little excited after knowing the full name of the girl in front of him, but he then regained his composure.

"Uncle Xiao, don't get me wrong, Nandie knows that you are from the Min Dynasty thousands of miles away, and you have reverted to your surname Jiufang, so she passed the news to the head of the family. Jiufang Nandie explained.

"The head of the family, could it be that in this Youshang country, there is also a Jiufang family?" Jiufang was shocked.

"So, you are a member of the Jiufang family. Jiufang Nandie said happily.

Jiufang Ming turned around, his expression was complicated, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

Jiufang Nandie looked at Jiufang Ming, and suddenly showed a strange look.

"Die!" Jiufang Nandie used his magic martial art and punched Jiufang Ming in the back.

Jiufang Ming had actually been on guard for a long time, and when he sensed the killing intent behind it, he immediately urged the Phantom Yuan Force to condense into a defensive cover.

Jiufang Nandie punched out, but it had no effect, but was locked by Jiufang Ming's backhand and throat, and her figure gradually blurred, and after a struggle, it dissipated.

"A conjured human body?" Jiufang Ming frowned, thinking back to everything that had just happened, and couldn't help but palpitate.

If you are the slightest negligent, I am afraid that you will become the ghost of others.

............

In the distance, in a pavilion in a vast place, a young girl suddenly opened her eyes and showed anger.

"Okay, you Jiufang Ming!" the girl got up, full of displeasure.

............

"It's really lively this time. The two girls walked together, talking and laughing.

This time, the Great Competition of the Outer Sect happened to coincide with the food festival of the sect, and the people who participated in the food festival were not only the disciples of the Wuya Sect, but also the disciples of the Outer Sect.

Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, after the Nine Directions had set up the prohibition, they continued to cultivate with confidence.

Although he has practiced for a day, he is not sleepy, the last thing an illusion monk needs is sleep, and the nine directions are no exception, unless it takes a long time to sleep when the illusion yuan power is exhausted, or in a state of meditation, the general illusion monk will not give up the time of cultivation to sleep.