Since Luo Qingyang's injuries healed and he successfully built the foundation due to the blessing of misfortune, after breakfast, his parents took their son to see Grandpa Luo and personally reported the good news.

Luo Xiang'er plunged into the space and found the black wire needle of the food door. This was when she got a large piece of Xuantie Essence Stone by chance, because she was proficient in medicine and acupuncture, so the master of the Shimen Sect asked the great elder of the Instrument Sect to help, and refined ten thousand Xuantie needles as thin as silk as weapons. Luo Xiang'er practiced the heaven-level high-grade exercise "Needle Phoenix Que" back then, if Dacheng could destroy the mountains and enter the sea, no one in her domain could escape the power of the sixth-layer "Needle Phoenix Dynasty Sect". But she fell when she was about to advance to the Yuan Infant Stage, so she only practiced to the third level of "Hundred Needles Chaofeng".

Now, Luo Xiang'er touched these old friends with her hands, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. Pulling out the formation, he picked up a silk needle in each hand and threw it towards the target in the distance, the accuracy was acceptable, but the internal force was not enough, not to mention the deterrent power against high-level cultivators. Next, two silk needles are clamped between the left and right hands, and spiritual power is used to urge the spinning, rotating, and laser shooting; Then increase until you can barely control five needles with each hand. Ay! Luo Xiang'er shook her head, she could only meet the requirements of the first layer of "-for-tat".

Xiao Ding couldn't see the little master's sad face, and explained: "Master, you are still young now, and you have enough time to practice. Also, those poisons are also placed, and you can use them to defend yourself when you encounter an enemy. Hearing this, Luo Xiang'er's eyes lit up: Yes! He is still only in the early stage of his heartbeat, although the spiritual veins are different from ordinary people, and they can absorb more spiritual energy, but they can only skip the level to deal with the monks in the spiritual silence period. If you encounter an attack by a monk above the Jindan stage, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky. Then, I could have soaked some of the silk needles in poison, and maybe I could save my life in a time of crisis. I don't know how important her idea of prevention will be in the future!

Thinking of it, she acted immediately, Luo Xiang'er selected the three most practical poisons in the seventh room "poison room", "Mili powder", "three-step pouring", and "Yan Luoxiao", and put 100 silk needles in the concentrated liquid made of these powders, and when the venom was completely adsorbed on the needle body, she stored the 300 silk needles separately in a calfskin bag for emergencies.

In order to prepare for the competition, Luo Xianger decided to use the most common weapon - the sword. In her previous life, before she practiced the Xuanyin Needle, the ground-level top-grade "Xuanyin Sword Technique" that she had been cultivating since she was a child was not harsh on the cultivator's own realm, so at that time, Luo Xiang'er could skillfully apply all the ten styles of sword techniques.

Luo Xiang'er selected an ironwood sword from the "weapon room": a two-foot-long sword body, dark red throughout, with blades on both sides, is a superb magic weapon, which is very suitable for her current identity. This sword was made by his father, who was the owner of the food gate at the time, as an enlightened gift to his five-year-old daughter.

Luo Xiang'er came to the middle of the courtyard and began to seriously practice this set of ten-style swordsmanship that had been skilled enough to instinctively split and combine. After one time, Luo Xiang'er, who had regained her sword sense, began her second practice quite vividly and smoothly. There was already a swordsmanship charm in her flowing movements, and as soon as she retracted, Gu Er doggedly handed over a cup of big red robe, and even said, "Master, hard work!" Luo Xiang'er looked at him and laughed: "Gu'er, I'm hungry for tea, go drink it." Gu'er smiled happily and ran to the tea room with a cigarette.

When Luo Xiang'er finished practicing for the third time in one go, she was already able to release a one-foot-long colorless sword qi.

went to Quanhu to wash off her sweat, and she was pestered by Gu'er and drank a few cups of tea. Xiao Ding even found an extremely reasonable reason, and said seriously: "This tea is brewed with spring lake water, and the little master can be protected from poison as long as he drinks a few cups every day!" Luo Xiang'er adhered to the principle that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, and responded to these two good partners who are living and dying: "Okay, the three of us will have a few drinks every day in the future." ”