Even though Wang Qing was careful, Kenshin Tongming was able to help him control it very well, and he failed three times after seven draws.

The Dao pattern representing Lei was able to succeed at one time, mainly because Wang Qing was too familiar with it. This time, in order to test the attributes of the remaining eight dao patterns, Wang Qing could only bite the bullet and safely follow the path of Fantian to try his best to copy.

can succeed for most of the time, which has far exceeded Wang Qing's expectations. This has to be attributed to Wang Qing's solid rune foundation, and Jian Xin's clear and effective control.

After testing, the four successful patterns are Zhen, Jian, Dang, and Tong.

Among them, Zhen and Dang are the main sources of Fantian's negative effects. The town will have a certain suppressive effect on the artistic conception, and the swing is a high-frequency vibration.

The effect of the firm is more obvious, and the strength of that superb weapon alone is comparable to that of the broken star, but it is a very suitable pattern for weapons.

At the beginning of the test, Wang Qing did not find any special effects. I almost thought it was a failure, and it wasn't until I checked the attributes of the sword and found that the true qi bonus was a lot higher than the others, and I understood the effect.

It's a pity that Wang Qing didn't analyze the space and luck related patterns that Wang Qing was most interested in.

In fact, Wang Qing also had a guess. Eighty percent can't get out of the two most complicated of the remaining patterns.

After Wang Qing succeeded three times in a row, he was full of confidence and tried one of the most complex patterns. Unsurprisingly failed.

Wang Qing, who did not believe in evil, adjusted his mentality and failed twice in a row. I had to start with a simple attempt.

The three best swords have turned into scrap iron, Rao is Wang Qing is now a little wealthy, and he can't look down on sharp weapons, and he still has a distressed liver tremor.

After repeated comparisons, he left one sword with a solid drawing as his spare sword, and the other four were returned to Windsor. And as soon as he emphasized with his daughter-in-law, when these swords were displayed again, the price would be increased tenfold. Not only must you make up for the damaged handles, but you must also be worthy of your own craftsmanship.

Fantian's research can only be concluded here. Not to mention the best sword, it is difficult to have stock in the mountain villa for a while, and it turns out that the remaining Dao patterns are temporarily beyond their ability. After all, it's a game, and even if you know something, you have to be suppressed by the skill level.

His own steel-based pattern painting is still level 6 that he only reached by building a refining furnace for the villa. After this toss, I barely reached level 6 and was almost full, so I waited for level 7 to try again. Level 6 to level 7 is the gap between intermediate and advanced, don't look at only one level, but it is the essential difference.

After getting tired of being with his wife for a while, Wang Qing decided to give himself a vacation.

Since I entered the game, except for the boring but leisurely time in the mountains at the beginning. Since I hit the mountain, one thing after another has come to my face, forcing me to keep moving forward. The burden on his body is getting heavier and heavier, and there are more and more turf, subordinates, apprentices, and friends. I also have to go all out to practice martial arts and maintain a leading position.

Looking back on the past year or so, I haven't stopped.

It just so happens that the rivers and lakes are calm during this time, so let's be lazy. Cultivating one, one by one.

Wang Qing took a pot of good tea and leisurely came to a quiet piece of grass and trees on the edge of the island, sitting on a feng shui treasure land facing the river in the north and facing the south. Far from the two cities and far from the marina, it's one of the few secluded places on the island.

A small and beautiful building stands alone, hidden in the bushes.

After the Golden Dome Conference, Yang Qingyue came to Nanmenzhou as promised. However, the old man likes to be quiet and does not want to live in the city, so Wen Sar and Ye Qifei accompanied him to visit the whole island, so they chose such a quiet place and built a small building.

It stands to reason that Wang Qing should have gone to visit the meeting a long time ago and fulfilled the friendship of the landlord. It's just that after Wang Qing attended the conference, he was busy with the copy, and when he came back, he had to retreat, so it dragged on until now. But fortunately, the children of the rivers and lakes don't care too much about some false courtesies. Retreat is a big deal, and no one can find fault with it.

Wang Qing came here for a courtesy visit, and more importantly, he came to drink tea and chat.

I don't know if Wang Qing is young and precocious, or if he has a successful cultivation of Dao Heart, and he can't think of it in his heart. When he thought of relaxing, in addition to being tired of his wife, he was chatting with some seniors. On the contrary, there is not the slightest interest in the entertainment that some players bring into the game.

It's so much fun to chat with seniors. These people are well-informed, and they can tell a story more than a little bit of excitement. Maybe any sentence touches the heart, and it can also help one's own cultivation. The most important thing is that those secrets of the rivers and lakes may come out at any time to hide the mission or something.

Before he arrived in front of the small building, a faint piano sound entered Wang Qing's ears. As a layman who doesn't know anything about music and rhythm, Wang Qing can't think of any other evaluation except for being good.

It's just, how can there be a killing intent. Wang Qing is now extremely sensitive to killing intent, even if he hides it very well, he can't hide it from Wang Qing.

Enemies?

Wang Qing subconsciously unfolded his divine sense.

"Kill!"

The deafening shouts and hooves of horses startled Wang Qing.

I was inexplicably standing on a big road, surrounded by mountains and black horses, and even people with their heads and faces tightly wrapped. The bright blades and savage shouts of killing all emphasize that these people are not good birds.

Looking back, several carriages were parked on the main road. More than a dozen people with swords or harps guarded the carriage, looking at the costumes, they were familiar, similar to Zhuang Die's, the standard clothing of Changgemen.

Suddenly, Wang Qing's eyes were attracted by a person.

An elegant woman in the carriage held a child of three or four years old in her arms.

It's just that child, but he has a yaoqin at hand. Most importantly, the child's eyes, calm, cold and vicissitudes.

Feeling Wang Qing's eyes, the child turned his head to see Wang Qing. He was stunned, and a smile suddenly appeared in his cold eyes.

Wang Qing's mind was racing, and he instantly understood his situation. Was this pulled into his domain by Yang Qingyue?

But it's so real, the man, the horse, the murderous spirit. It turns out that the domain can still be played like this.

However, Yang Qingyue has nothing to do with pulling herself into the domain?

Without waiting for Wang Qing to think about it, the wicked people around him were killed. Wang Qing had no choice but to draw his sword in his hand, and killed without saying a word.

These men in black are quite imposing, but they are not very skilled. Wang Qing has a sword, and there is no one general.

But the number seemed to be endless, and Wang Qing was buried in the black ocean in an instant.

Wang Qing could only shrink his defense and control the sword style within a small range around him.

Nima, I haven't met so many people on the battlefield. No matter how bad your skills are, every time you kill someone and every move you make, you always have to consume a little true qi and physical strength. In this boundless sea of people, Wang Qingzhen has no confidence to survive to the end.

But the situation is unclear, and Wang Qing has no ability to get out of Yang Qingyue's domain. I can only kill it head-on.

Unconsciously, Wang Qing's swordsmanship was a little less gorgeous, a little less skillful, and all kinds of the most labor-saving and simplest basic sword techniques came out. Use the shortest distance and the least amount of True Qi to complete an effective kill.

Wang Qing really rarely encountered this kind of situation of being shipped, and only then did he realize how much macro and how many flashy things there were in his swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship is slowly adjusting, and the killing efficiency is getting higher and higher, but there is no sign of the sea of people decreasing at all. Gradually, Wang Qing was a little overwhelmed, his true qi was exhausted, and he could only rely on the long qi and blood brought by Dacheng to support it.

The most disgusting thing is that in the domain, except for the broken star that has a similar mind, and a suit of clothes brought in for some reason, the backpack is gone, and the medicine is not taken.

Wang Qing has mixed feelings in his heart, I'm just like being lazy and looking for someone to talk to for a while. Why did you do it inexplicably, this is going to die, wouldn't it be a loss.

The child looked at Wang Qing playfully, and when he saw that Wang Qing was about to die, his immature little hand gently crossed the yaoqin, and the piano sounded.

In just an instant, all the black-clothed people fell to the ground with a wail, and in Wang Qing's shocked gaze, they all died.

In the next second, Wang Qing stood in front of the small building with the tea can.

With a long sigh of relief, it can be calculated. There is no need to knock on the door, anyway, Wang Qing pushed the door and entered.

I saw Yang Qingyue kneeling in front of Mingqin still water and thundering, looking at herself with a smile.

"The seniors are so Yaxing, it's okay to tease the juniors, so I can say hello. People are scary and scared to death. ”

Yang Qingyue smiled slightly.

"Little one, I'm not so idle with you. This is my daily routine of slaying demons in my heart, but I didn't expect you to break in. ”

Wang Qing frowned.

"Demons? The seniors are already half-step grandmasters, can't they eradicate the demons in their hearts? ”

"Eradication? What else is he doing? Good and bad are life, and light and dark are hearts. Since it is oneself, why do you need to get rid of it? Go and brew the tea. Without good tea, who wants to talk to you about these big truths. ”

Wang Qing took out the tea set and quickly made tea. Very dogged handed over a cup.

"Kunlun Alpine Ice Crystal Tea, you are old and moisturize your throat."