Chapter VII First
The hand quickly rotated a strange fingering, and each futon was like a fountain of mourning qi, and the rich mourning qi spewed out instantly! Let everyone present be shocked, the previous disbelief is completely gone, if you can get this kind of mourning qi nourishment and cultivation every day, then the cultivation is definitely a thousand miles a day, a thousand miles a day!
A whirlpool appeared in everyone's Heavenly Spirit Gai and began to frantically absorb this rich qi that had never been seen before, only Li Zifeng walked slowly, and began to cultivate according to the experience summarized yesterday, and the time problem that he was worried about was also solved.
Looking at the absorption method of the whale swallowing cow drink in the field, Elder Qing shook his head, the first time should mainly be to sense the most suitable cultivation method for himself, taking advantage of the unstained meridians, leaving a mark in the meridians, which will be of great benefit to future cultivation, like them will only waste this first opportunity in vain, and then it will take more time to adjust.
"Whew!" After a stick of incense, about five hundred breaths, one person exhaled a breath of turbidity, ending this cultivation, and the source of death was abundant, and his face was satisfied.
At the beginning of one person, there were people who ended their cultivation one after another, and most of them were very satisfied with the results of their cultivation this time.
"I'm promoted!" A diminutive disciple woke up, his eyes full of surprise, and shouted.
Elder Qing looked for prestige, "The Second Pattern Martyr Realm, it is okay to break through with this." ”
Just when everyone was surprised, there was a change in the stone monument behind him!
First place: Wang Yan, 1,762 breaths!
"Ahh Wang Yan I know, he went to the Dharma Palace! ”
Rumble!
With a low roar, the stele changed again.
First place: paper curls, 1,983 breaths!
Second place: Xu Longsheng, 1,974 breaths!
Third place: Wang Yan, 1,762 breaths!
"Oh my God! I'm only over 500 breaths! ”
"Who isn't? Alas! ”
A few ordinary people in the audience woke up, stared at the stone tablet, and asked if they didn't know. I'm looking forward to who is next, time is losing every minute, and the rankings are constantly changing!
Rumble!
First place: Sandalwood, 3,997 breaths!
Second place: Buzhi, 3,567 breaths!
Third place: paper curl, 1,983 breaths!
Fourth place: Xu Longsheng, 1,974 breaths!
Fifth place: Wang Yan, 1,762 breaths!
……
The audience was silent, and the sandalwood was almost 4,000 breaths! That's basically eight times as many as many! Elder Qing looked at the leaderboard and nodded approvingly.
"Looks like they're ahead of us!"
"Hey, I'm only over 700!"
"It's all right, there are more than 800 people in total, and I have 800!"
Li Zifeng didn't know all the hustle and bustle outside, he absorbed it according to the method summarized last night, first moisturized all parts of his body, and then it was not a reserve, but he wanted to break through the realm of martyrs!
Originally, last night's feeling had made Li Zifeng reach the realm of the ninth stage of the Qi Spirit Stage, but if he didn't take advantage of this opportunity today, it would be a waste!
When everyone didn't pay attention, the whirlpool above Li Zifeng's Heavenly Spirit Cover actually doubled, and the rich Heaven and Earth Immortal Qi frantically poured into Li Zifeng's body, and even those remnants of cultivation were taken away in the air and entered Li Zifeng's body together!
The vulgar clothes on his body rose without wind, grinning, his long hair was brought up by the mourning qi, the slightest electric current flickered, and the mourning qi in his body became more and more vigorous!
Burst!
It seemed that a non-existent voice sounded, and Li Zifeng's momentum around him soared, and his aura continued to rise! A halo of hundreds of zhang of silver aura spread out, but the extremely pale silver color did not attract everyone's attention, only Elder Qing's eyes were shining and staring at Li Zifeng.
Airplanes!
After a soft thud, everything was calm.
Li Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally broke through to the realm of martyrs. At this time, feeling the commotion outside, Li Zifeng thought about it, although he could continue to absorb these evil qi, but he still didn't eat too much in one bite, lest he be greedy and chew too much, but instead of vain his foundation.
As soon as his eyes opened, the stele changed again.
Rumble!
First place: Li Zifeng, 3,997 breaths! Sandalwood, three thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven breaths!
Second place: Buzhi, 3,567 breaths!
Third place: paper curl, 1,983 breaths!
Fourth place: Xu Longsheng, 1,974 breaths!
Fifth place: Wang Yan, 1,762 breaths!
……
Suddenly, the scene condensed again!
"Li Zifeng, who is it? Isn't there only one orange-level bloodline this time? ”
"No, no...... Got it! ”
At this time, at the top of Qiyun Mountain, Sandalwood's clear and bright peach blossom eyes were full of shock and shame, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair and flawless skin revealed fiery red, and her lips like rose petals were bitten, staring at the name Li Zifeng. The wine pavilion beside her pondered for a moment, "Li Zifeng seems to be that green-level bloodline guy, and he can even reach this level......"
Elder Qing was also shocked, he saw with his own eyes that as soon as Li Zifeng opened his eyes, the stone tablet changed.
Li Zifeng looked at everyone and the stone tablet, and was also a little surprised, he had cultivated for so long, and he was tied for first place with sandalwood!
After Li Zifeng, there was nothing too amazing, only a person named He Gang reached more than 1,900 breaths and won the fifth place.
Seeing that all the rankings had been decided, Elder Qing called softly, and everyone returned to the futon and sat down.
"The ranking has been decided, according to an unwritten rule of the sect, the top ten can get five more sword runes per month, the top five can get ten more sword runes, and the first place can get twenty-five more sword runes! Today's morning study is over, so let's go back on our own. Tomorrow I will take you to the Spirit Plant. ”
As soon as Elder Qing said this, many people were bitter, how could there be such an operation, especially the eleventh one, who was only three breaths less than the tenth place, and now he tasted the sweetness of the sword talisman, and he was annoyed!
Everyone retreated with their own thoughts, but Li Zifeng was stopped by Elder Qing.
"You're Li Zifeng?" Elder Qing asked.
"Yes!" Li Zifeng arched his hand and said.
"You ......" Elder Qing wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to ask, "you...... How? ”
"Uh...... The disciple doesn't know! It's just a matter of cultivating wholeheartedly, and when you reach the limit, you stop. Li Zifeng thought about it, and there was no need to explain some things.
"Well...... Don't slack off on cultivation after you go back, talent doesn't necessarily determine everything! Elder Qing nodded his head slightly and encouraged Li Zifeng.
"Elder Xie, the disciple will not slack off!" Li Zifeng clenched his fists again and left.
I went to a library on this Qiyun Mountain, and borrowed a scroll of grass and trees before returning to the house. Since he decided to become a pharmacist, his knowledge of medicinal herbs is basic, and it just so happens that he can relax today, so he can take this time to supplement his knowledge.
Someone on the earth said well: knowledge changes fate, knowledge changes life, knowledge is your mother!