In the mountain behind Qinzhuang, Qin Tian sat cross-legged in the hidden cave, the only path that could enter here had been covered by him with branches and gravel in advance, Qin Tian was very sure in his heart that this breakthrough would not be interfered with halfway.

Taking a slow breath, Qin Tian took out a cool jade bottle from his arms, the mouth of the bottle was slightly slanted, and a pill with a white halo rolled out.

Looking at the casting elixir with a shiny and round surface, Qin Tian smiled slightly, sniffed the refreshing fragrance again, licked his lips, and swallowed it into his mouth without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as the Spirit Casting Pill entered his mouth, a faint cold meaning spread out in his mouth, and after a while, a stream of warm pure energy rushed directly from his mouth into his body, and Qin Tian's body trembled violently.

His hands quickly formed a handprint to absorb Xuan Qi, Qin Tian's breathing gradually became steady, and then he began to refine frantically.

In the cave, the calm air suddenly fluctuated violently, and colorful Xuan Qi seeped out of the air, and then continuously drilled into Qin Tian's body.

The Xuan Qi in Qin Tian's body was wrapped in a cloud of white pure energy, and with Qin Tian's crazy refining, the white energy was constantly assimilated into Qin Tian's five kinds of Xuan Qi.

With the support of the pure energy of the Spirit Casting Pill, the scale of the Xuan Qi in Qin Tian's body was constantly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the pure medicinal power was constantly refined, they seemed to be endless, and every time Qin Tian refined a ball of medicinal power into the five internal organs, there would be an even greater mass of white energy pouring into Qin Tian's body.

As the Casting Spirit Pill continued to refine in his body, the Xuan Qi in the air was also continuously injected into his body, and now the Xuan Qi in Qin Tian's body had reached a full state.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Tian's handprints suddenly changed, his index thumb was crossed, his middle fingers were pointed at each other, and his ten fingers formed a strange handprint.

Qin Tian had broken through the Xuanling Realm, and now that he used it, it was also handy, with the change of Qin Tian's handprint, the surging Xuan Qi in his body seemed to be subjected to a violent suction, and it contracted rapidly towards Qin Tian's five organs.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Tian's eyes were tightly closed, ready to break through the barrier that was stuck in front of Qin Tian, suddenly raising the Xuan Qi to the maximum, and then slamming into the barrier of the Xuan Spirit Realm.

"Bang!"

A soft muffled sound quietly sounded in the body...

With the sound of a muffled sound, Qin Tian slowly lay down in the cold cave.

Qin Tian felt the abundant energy in his body that had been absent for a year, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and after a while, the sound of laughter echoed in the back mountain...

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After lying in the cave for a while, Qin Tian couldn't wait to stand up and try the ability that could only be mastered by the Xuan Ling Realm, the Xuan Qi Transformation Spirit.

The mind controlled the fire attribute Xuan Qi, Qin Tian's heart moved slightly, and the fire attribute Xuan Qi slowly condensed in his hand, and a sword burning with flames appeared in Qin Tian's hand.

Looking at the fire sword in his hand, Qin Tian nodded with satisfaction, the blazing feeling emanating from the fire sword burned the surrounding air, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the swordsman has the spirit of a gentleman, there is the wind of a king, there are five mountains and rivers of the sword of the Son of Heaven in ancient times, and all the people in the world are swords.

Suddenly remembering that he seemed to have four other kinds of Xuan Qi that were useless, Qin Tian didn't know if he could conjure up other weapons, if it was feasible, then he could switch weapons, you must know that it was impossible for a martial artist to switch weapons at will in the Xuan Ling Realm, if Qin Tian did it, it would become a surprise hole card for Qin Tian.

As soon as his mind moved, the fire sword in Qin Tian's hand disappeared out of thin air, and then the golden Xuan Qi slowly condensed in his hand, and a sharp golden flying knife appeared in his hand.

Seeing the golden flying knife that appeared out of thin air in his hand, Qin Tian was immediately overjoyed, this didn't mean that he was able to make the five attributes of the Xuan Qi all transform into the weapons he wanted.

I didn't expect that there would be such benefits in cultivating the Heaven Stepping Decision, which really made Qin Tian sigh in his heart.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian began to try, and he ran the Heaven Stepping Decision, and sure enough, the earthy yellow Xuan Qi condensed into an earthy yellow armor on his body.

The water attribute Xuan Qi condensed into a cold ice knife in his left hand, the knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers, the blade is strong and heavy, good at chopping, there is no enemy and no self.

The wood attribute Xuanqi condensed a long ancient wooden stick in his hand, which was the ancestor of a hundred soldiers and the most primitive weapon.

Especially the golden flying knife, as a hidden weapon, can be surprisingly successful at critical moments.

Now Qin Tian suddenly felt that the Xuan Qi was not enough to support these four simultaneous condensations, so he immediately put away the ice blade, earthy yellow armor, and wooden stick, and left the golden flying knife in his hand.

Qin Tian gasped, his chest rose and fell violently, and muttered: This consumption is really big...

I don't know if this golden flying knife in my hand can be condensed again if it is thrown out. Qin Tian pinched the handle of the golden flying knife and threw it out vigorously, but now Qin Tian didn't know how to use the flying knife.

"Bell!" the golden knife did not plunge into the cavern's earthen walls, but fell to the ground, probably because the point of contact was not the tip of the knife.

Qin Tian didn't pick up the golden flying knife, but prepared to recondense the golden flying knife.

However, Qin Tian condensed the golden Xuan Qi, but he couldn't turn the Xuan Qi into a golden flying knife.

Seeing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart, doesn't that mean that it can only be used once? Sure enough, only by reaching the Xuanshi Realm can the Golden Flying Knife be re-condensed, because the Xuanshi Realm can condense the same weapon or armor many times, but the Xuanling Realm cannot.

Thinking about it, even if there was only one chance, if he would fly to the realm of practicing to the point where he would not be able to succeed by surprise, Qin Tian suddenly became excited again, and made up his mind to practice the flying knife well...

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The hazy back mountain, shrouded in a layer of light veil, shadows and shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, if it is about to leave, it is like a few light strokes, smeared on the blue sky.

Qin Tian bought a bunch of iron flying knives on the street and used them for practice, but the iron flying knives could not cause substantial damage to the martial artists, because most of the martial artists had Xuan Qi protective bodies, and only with the flying knives condensed by Xuan Qi could they break the enemy's Xuan Qi protective bodies.

Qin Tian took a wooden plank and leaned it against a half-meter-thick tree, used an ink pen to draw out the ears, eyes, nose, mouth, chest, trunk and limbs of the head, and stood two meters away from the plank to start fixed-point positioning exercises.

Qin Tian gently pinched the handle of the flying knife with his index finger and thumb slightly bent at each other, the blade was facing forward, and the other three fingers were bent or naturally stretched in the palm of the palm, and threw it towards the wooden board, quickly bending his wrist, loosening the pinch and withdrawing the flying knife, so that it would flip forward in the air, and fix the tip of the knife on the head of the wooden board.

"Phew..."

"Bell!"

The wooden board was smashed by the throwing knife and began to shake violently, but the throwing knife could not penetrate the wooden board and fell to the ground.

Qin Tian knew that this would be the case, and did not show disappointment, but began to practice with enthusiasm.

Slowly the practice became boring, and there were many small holes pierced by the tip of the flying knife on the board, but none of the flying knives pierced straight into the board, and Qin Tian also insisted on repeating the same action.

In this way, the morning passed in a flash, and Qin Tian's arms began to become a little pantothenic, and he sighed secretly: "This flying knife is not as easy to practice as I imagined!"

After resting for a while, Qin Tian began to practice again, and after half a day of practice in the morning, he seemed to have mastered some tricks to practice flying knives.

Qin Tian shifted his body's center of gravity to his hind feet, his front heels off the ground, and his body leaned back to the right, while raising his knife diagonally backwards and throwing it straight out at the head drawn on the wooden board.

"Phew..."

The knife flew straight out, and then it was embedded in the plank, and the whole board shook wildly.

Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Qin Tian's mouth, after trying so many times, he finally succeeded in embedding the flying knife into the wooden plank. In addition to the joy, Qin Tian first wiped away the joy in his heart and began to practice according to the method just now.

The second knife was embedded straight into the plank, but the third knife was at an angle and bounced off.

Qin Tian thought to himself: It would be nice if there was a flying knife martial art, but there are too few people in this world who practice flying knife skills, resulting in flying knife martial arts skills are also very scarce, and now Qin Tian can only rely on non-stop diligent practice to reach a level. If you practice this iron flying knife well, then you will be more handy in operating the flying knife that you have condensed with Xuan Qi.

Because the flying knife condensed by his own Xuan Qi is more controlled by himself than the iron flying knife, and he can control the trajectory of the flying knife with mental power.

What Qin Tian has to do now is to practice the flying knife to the realm of fast, accurate, and ruthless.

But later, it seemed that with the same posture and force, the flying knife fell to the ground, or bounced back directly, as if it was back to the feeling of practicing flying knives in the morning. At this time, Qin Tian's heart was inevitably impatient, and as a result, the more anxious he was, the more difficult it was to embed the flying knife into the wooden plank.

Qin Tian began to calm down and summed up his experience, it should be because of the exhaustion of the body, although the body, feet, and posture are unchanged, the force of the hand will be deformed, and the posture of the hand will also be deformed, which will cause the flying knife to achieve the expected fast, accurate, and ruthless effect.

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In the boring practice of flying knives, another half a month passed, Qin Tian's flying knives were also much more proficient, and he made some progress on the road of fast, accurate, and ruthless, and sometimes accompanied Qin Shuang to Luojia Town in addition to practicing flying knives, but more often he cultivated Xuan Qi, because he knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

Qin Zheng took two healing pills every day, and he also returned to his peak state, and after the Great Elder rebelled, Qin Feng was nowhere to be found.

Knowing that Master Leng of the Liu family was staying in Qinzhuang, Qin Zheng was suddenly a little confused, why did this Master Leng suddenly stay in Qinzhuang, could it be that there were benefits in Qinzhuang that he wanted?