After coming out of the refining hall, he did not go back to his residence directly, but wandered aimlessly around the outer door. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It is now August, but it is as cool as spring under the Qingji Peak where the outer gate station is located, Zhao Lengfei walked alone on a deserted tree-lined path, feeling very comfortable, he recalled his experience after entering the outer gate while walking.

Since entering the outer gate, Zhao Lengfei has received a lot of care from Elder Ye and Yang Ye, there is no need to worry about the cultivation resources, he has worked hard to cultivate, and he has used things and means that can speed up the progress of cultivation, such as talismans, pills, and spirit stones, but because of his qualifications, he is still the slowest cultivator among the disciples of the same class.

In order to earn enough spirit stones, the disciples of the same class worked hard to do tasks, almost everyone fought to the death with bandits or demon beasts, in order to compete for the limited cultivation resources of the outer gate, there were often fights between high-level disciples, and it was even more common for them to compete with each other, and many originally inconspicuous disciples began to stand out.

Zhao Lengfei's spare time was spent learning talisman making, consulting classics, and practicing martial arts and sword skills, he had never done any tasks, nor had he fought with his disciples, and he acted very low-key.

The disciples in the outer gate who were prejudiced against him did not change because of his low profile, and the Mission Hall, the Consul of the Fu Pavilion and Yang Ye's attitude towards Zhao Lengfei made most of the disciples guess that it was Elder Ye who was taking care of him behind his back. No disciple in the outer gate dared to speak ill of Elder Ye, but in this way, there were more disciples who were jealous of Zhao Lengfei, except for the senior brothers and sisters who started together, the other disciples didn't treat him very well.

Zhao Lengfei had just broken through the early stage of foundation building, and the true qi in his body was more condensed than before, but it was not as casual as before, which invisibly increased a sense of rustiness, judging from the experience of several senior brothers and sisters, it would take at least a month for this sense of rustiness to disappear.

He tried to put a dust-level intermediate spell, and the spell was successfully used, but he couldn't control the power, the meridians of his arm that were pierced by the true qi in his body ached faintly, and the spell that had just been formed in his palm almost exploded, so frightened that Zhao Lengfei hurriedly collected the true qi and dispersed the spell.

Also in the middle stage of foundation building, Zhao Lengfei's true qi control level was much worse than that of other senior brothers and sisters, and Yun Ji was able to release a perfect dust rank intermediate spell in the early stage of foundation building, and this advantage in root bone qualification could not be made up for for the time being.

For martial arts skills, Zhao Lengfei didn't let go, in fact, when it came to the middle and high level of cultivation, the exquisiteness of martial arts and the strength of the physical body did not matter, and any high-level cultivator could resist the sword bayonet slash of mortals even if he didn't use the slightest mana.

And no matter how strong the body of a high-level cultivator is, no matter how exquisite his martial arts are, it is difficult to resist the attack of the magic weapon of a cultivator of the same level without using magic weapons, and the fight between high-level cultivators is completely a competition of spells and magic weapons, so most of the aspiring cultivators will not deliberately practice martial arts.

But Zhao Lengfei knew that he was likely to stay in the initial stage of cultivation for an extremely long time, and a low-level cultivator like him would not have many opportunities to use spells and magic weapons when they fought, and martial arts were still very important.

Zhao Lengfei has a heartfelt preference for martial arts, gorgeous martial arts used to be his dream, he found several rare martial arts cheats in the Gongfa Pavilion, if these cheats are obtained in the secular world, they will definitely cause countless martial arts practitioners to scramble, but they were thrown in a corner of the second floor of the Gongfa Pavilion covered with dust, and no one cared about them, until one day Zhao Lengfei found them.

The changes in his body after cultivation cannot be described in words, Zhao Lengfei felt that his speed of learning martial arts was several times faster than before cultivating Zhen, ordinary people often took half a lifetime to practice one or two high-level martial arts, and Zhao Lengfei just used this year and a half of cultivation to study martial arts, and he gained a lot.

Zhao Lengfei really opened his eyes in the Gongfa Pavilion, he now knows that the martial arts masters among mortals are not as weak as he imagined, and generally people only divide martial artists into four realms: the last stream, the third rate, the second rate and the first-class, the strength of the first-class martial artist is comparable to that of the cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and the super first-class martial artist who can compete with the cultivator in the early and middle stages of Kaiguang is already the limit of the martial artist.

In fact, there are three realms above the first-class martial artists, Wuji, the pinnacle and the supreme, and the strength of the supreme martial artists is comparable to that of the cultivators in the heartbeat period.

"The matter of martial arts must not be let go, if you can reach the Infinite Realm, and then have a magic weapon in your hand, you will not be afraid of any cultivator in the foundation building period, but the top priority is to master the use of the true qi in the body more proficiently." Zhao Lengfei carefully experienced the feeling of true qi swimming in the meridians, and thought in his heart.

"What are these two people rubbing, hurry up and use spells!"

"That's right, let's use the magic weapon to divide the winner!"

Then a faint voice came to his ears.

Zhao Lengfei still doesn't know whether his Yuan Shen meets the cultivation requirements of the "Aura Mantra", and he doesn't know whether his divine sense has been enhanced after cultivation, but he has deeply realized the enhancement of the five senses by practicing the "Aura Mantra", so he has always insisted on practicing the "Aura Mantra", his efforts in this exercise are not much worse than "Water Yuan Gong" and "Fluctuating Heart Formula", he secretly compared with Han Qi, Mu Xizi and others, and determined that his perception is much stronger than that of disciples of the same level.

Zhao Lengfei looked up and looked ahead, and the path was more than a hundred steps ahead at the end, and a gray stone wall two feet high was erected there, and the sound came from behind the stone wall.

He approached the wall, behind the wall not only someone talked, but also the sound of fighting, and suddenly his curiosity rose, Zhao Lengfei jumped on the big tree on the side, stood on a branch three feet above the ground and looked at the other side of the wall, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "This is..."

What kind of wall is this, it is obviously the back of a stand, the stand is composed of a ladder and a ladder of two feet high, and in the end the back becomes a wall, there are seven or eight hundred people sitting on the stand, it is very lively, among which the service disciples are the majority, the low-level disciples are second, and the high-level disciples are the least.

In the center of the stands was a ring made of white stone, two feet above the ground, and two people wearing high-ranking disciple costumes were fighting fiercely, and the people in the stands were shouting one after another.

"It turned out to be the arena of the outer gate, and I unknowingly walked to such a remote place." Zhao Lengfei had been to the arena once when he first entered the outer gate, but he had only glanced at the main gate a few times, and had not entered the inside.

The arena is established by the outer gate in order to facilitate the disciples in the door to learn skills, and it does not belong to the management of any elder consul, and the disciples come and go at will, so there are often disciples who come here to practice spells or magic weapons, and there are very few people who usually go to the ring to fight, and occasionally someone fights here, and they are all agreed in advance.

The rules of the arena are also very simple, even if you fall off the ring, lose your combat effectiveness or admit defeat by yourself, you are not allowed to hurt the opponent's life, and you can't use powerful expendable magic weapons or super-level offensive talismans in the competition.

In fact, this is also one of the most talented places in the outer gate, and many high-level disciples who came out of the low-level disciples were noticed by the door only after they made a name for themselves in the arena.

"Hey, isn't that Senior Brother Yan, who is the other one?"

The two people on the stage moved very quickly, and they were far away, Zhao Lengfei looked at it for a while before seizing a gap to see the appearance of the two people in the ring clearly, one of them was Yan Tu, who didn't make much of a good impression on him when he entered, and the two of them tried to fight each other at that time.

Zhao Lengfei practiced hard all day after he entered, Yan Tu seemed to be busy cultivating and doing tasks every day, so the two rarely met, everyone was a senior brother who started together, and they lived in the same building, after a long time, Yan Tu's attitude towards Zhao Lengfei was much better, Zhao Lengfei didn't take those little things before the entrance to heart, and now that the two of them met the greetings of the senior brother and brother, it is hard to imagine that they have ever faced each other.

The high-level disciple who fought against Yan Tu was a little older, about twenty years old, his appearance was cold and fierce, his face was full of murderous aura, Zhao Lengfei rarely dealt with others after he entered, and the high-level disciple who entered earlier than him had not yet been able to recognize it all, so he didn't know who that disciple was.

In the ring, the two of them used high-level disciple swords, and the sword body that was more than three feet long emitted golden yellow and gray-brown light respectively, and the light from the tip of the sword was even more than three inches long.

The sword is the tangible sword qi that the true qi is excited by the sword-shaped magic weapon, and the level of Zhao Lengfei's true qi stimulates the sword is only about an inch, and the two people in the ring are three inches, it can be seen that the cultivation of the two is not low, and they are equivalent to each other.

Swordsmanship attack is one of the basic attack methods of cultivators in the foundation building period, like Xuanshuimen, a sect that focuses on sword cultivation, almost everyone in the disciples knows how to swords, and the two of them in the ring use the basic swordsmanship of Xuantian Nine Swords, and neither of them left any flaws for each other.

"How long do you have to fight like this, they are really patient, do they want to wait for the other party's spirit to relax or the true qi is more than half consumed before using spells to attack." Zhao Lengfei really couldn't understand it, the two of them came and went like this, except for consuming their true qi against each other, there was no other effect at all, and it would be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

In fact, the two people in the ring were not the same as Zhao Lengfei thought, but they both knew that the other party had a good mortal-level primary protective magic weapon, and if they wanted to break the defense of the opponent's intermediate protective magic weapon, they either cultivated to be a cut higher than the other party, or they had to use a higher-level attack spell or magic weapon. Both of them were in the late stage of foundation building, and their cultivation was comparable, and they were not sure to break through the opponent's defenses, so they used sword qi attacks to consume each other, and the disciples watching the battle in the ring were anxious for them.

The protective magic weapon used by Yan Tu is a small yellow and clear shield buckled on his left arm, which is said to be a shield, but in fact it is only the size of a watch, and when used, the small shield will emit a golden light like an entity, and the full force of the cultivator in the later stage of foundation building is not a problem.

The protective magic weapon used by that high-level disciple was four small brown flags, the small flags were inserted on his waist, and when used, the four small flags floated in the air, rotating around his body, and without any command, he could block the attacks from all sides, and the defensive power may not be as good as Yan Tu's small shield, but the defensive range was much larger.

Yan Tu and that high-level disciple's cultivation are comparable, but his qualifications are much better than the other party, so his true qi is more substantial than the other party, and the two of them are consumed like this, and he is the one who finally has the advantage.

The two fought for more than thirty rounds, and the high-level disciple began to lose his breath, he stabbed several swords in a row and shook Yan Tu away, his body retreated sharply, and after leaving Yan Tu's attack range, he thrust the sword in his hand behind his back, and pinched the spirit trick in front of his chest with both hands.

Yan Tu saw that the opponent was out of the circle, and he knew that the opponent was going to use a spell, he felt that the two were indistinguishable from the sword for a while, and it was good to use the spell to fight quickly, so he put the sword on the ground casually, and put the right hand on the left arm, and suddenly the small shield on the left arm was full of golden light, covering his whole person in the light.

The high-level disciple pinched four spiritual techniques in a row, and finally supported his right hand with his left hand, and his right hand stood in front of his chest in the shape of a claw, and a gray-brown true qi immediately appeared in his palm, and the true qi rotated rapidly, and finally condensed into several fist-sized light clusters, he pushed forward with his right hand, and shouted "Go!" in his mouth. Suddenly, several extremely fast gray-brown streamers shot towards Yan Tu on the opposite side.

"He is worthy of being a high-level disciple, with such a fast spell casting speed, he can release five earth thunder techniques at a time, his cultivation should have reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and such a powerful attack is afraid that only mortal-level defensive magic weapons can take it." Zhao Lengfei said secretly in his heart.

Earth Thunder Technique belongs to the primary spell of the dust level, there are only four release spirit tricks, the spell is fast and powerful, it is a very practical basic spell, and like other five elements of thunder magic, the higher the user's cultivation, the more thunder bullets will be released at one time, and the stronger the power of the spell.

Zhao Lengfei used the water thunder technique at a time to shoot at most two shots, and the true qi was almost consumed after four to five times, from this point it can be seen how big the gap between the middle and late stages of foundation building is, the five elements thunder technique can be instantaneous without the spirit trick when it reaches the fusion period, and it can also be done instantaneously if it is not cultivated during the fusion period.

After the high-level disciple released the earthmines, he pinched more than ten spiritual tricks with both hands, and finally he squatted down and slapped his palms heavily on the ground, apparently using a higher-level spell.

"Bang Bang ......" five earth thunder techniques shot Yan Tu's protective light, and immediately exploded.

Before the explosion ended, Yan Tu, who was wrapped in the golden light of the small shield, suddenly jumped up from the light, and at the same moment, a circle of stone thorns with the thickness of an arm suddenly appeared on the ground under him, and the stone thorns quickly became longer, and they pierced into the light cluster crosswise, if Yan Tu was just one step late, I am afraid that he would be stabbed by the stone thorns, Yan Tu saw that the stone thorns had no signs of disappearing, and he was busy stepping in the air continuously, and suddenly rushed into the sky several feet high,

"Can you dodge such a stealthy attack? Dare to throw away the protective weapon, I'll see how you can catch the attack below. Seeing this, the high-ranking disciple immediately stood up, touched the storage bag on his waist with both hands, and two yellow paper spirit runes appeared in his hands, he held one spirit rune in each of his left and right hands, and as soon as he bent and stretched out his arms, he shot the spirit rune towards Yan Tu.

Yan Tu saw his opponent's movements clearly in the air, he immediately took out two flying knives from the storage bag and threw them at the high-level disciple, with the reaction force of the throwing knife, Yan Tu turned over in the air, just in the posture of flattening the sand and falling geese, he kicked the sky with both feet, followed closely behind the flying knife, and flew diagonally towards the high-level disciple.

"Boom!" The high-ranking disciple saw that the spirit rune was blocked by the flying knife, so he had to detonate it in advance and stop Yan Tu behind the flying knife.

Two fireballs like fireworks burst out in the air, and the fireballs emitted a dazzling light, stabbing the eyes of all the disciples in the stands.

"Oops!"

In the blink of an eye, he heard a shout from the senior disciple in the ring, and then saw him roll on the ground a few times and hide aside, and where he was standing, Yan Tu, who was mostly blackened, was pulling out a golden fist from the ground, Yan Tu was half-squatting there, turning his head to the other party.

It turned out that Yan Tu actually forced through the explosion of fire and rushed to the top of the high-level disciple's head, the other party had no time to defend against the fist he smashed, so he could only tilt his head to avoid the vital point, Yan Tu punched the high-level disciple's shoulder, and the opponent's legs fell limply.

"Yan Tu's body is much stronger than that of cultivators of the same level, and the single golden root bone really deserves its reputation." Zhao Lengfei saw the scene of Yan Tu passing through the fireball, and couldn't help but praise in his heart.

The Golden Root Bone is the least of the Five Elements Root Bone, and the rarity of a single Golden Root Bone is about the same as that of the Alien Root Bone, and the owner's body is naturally stronger than ordinary people, and it is known as the root bone with the strongest attack and defense power.

Yan Tu is not only a single golden root bone, but also a pure yang intermediate qualification, looking at the entire Xuanshui Sect outer gate, there are no more than double digits of high-level disciples with better qualifications than him.

The high-ranking disciple lay on the ground and rolled a few times before narrowly dodging a punch from behind Yan Tu, and after he stood up with his hands on his shoulders, he immediately grabbed the four small flags on his waist and threw them into the air, and at the same time, he wanted to urge the small flags to move.

Yan Tu naturally wouldn't give the other party a chance to use the magic weapon, as soon as the high-level disciple threw out the small flag, Yan Tu's fist hit him, so he had to stop the mantra to dodge Yan Tu's attack, and the four small flags did not have the command of the master, and they drew an arc in the air and fell into the ring.

The high-level disciple's left shoulder had just been punched, half of his body couldn't use his strength, and he couldn't resist Yan Tu's attack at all, he saw his magic weapon fall in the ring, he knew that he was losing this competition, Yan Tu's aggressive attack he took a few steps back, and finally he stepped on the air and fell from the ring.

"Wow!" There was a round of applause in the stands.

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