Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Rebel Knife

In the green bamboo forest, the sparkling sunlight sprinkles down, casting a fantastic light and shadow on the ground, the breeze blows, the light and shadow sway, like the stirred water waves, swinging people's heartstrings. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiang Qing is alone in this bamboo forest, a set of Tai Chi is played, which is very comfortable!

Bamboo is very in line with the artistic conception of Tai Chi, soft and strong, full of vitality.

Xiang Qing calmed down, and his body swayed freely with his feelings, although the artistic conception did not arrive, but between each move and style, there would be a gust of breeze, just like Old Man Zhang.

Where he was, the bamboo forest also followed his rhythm, swaying from side to side, so majestic.

It's just like the wind!

However, this is not Xiang Qing's Tai Chi that has reached the realm of Old Man Zhang, he has only studied for three days, and he has no essence, just scratching the surface.

He used the spiritual power in his body, and the power of Tai Chi instantly increased many times.

There is a breeze, and between his gestures, it is accompanied.

This is very strange and amazing, the earth's Zama step and Tai Chi all interact with spiritual power.

Maybe the earth is not as simple as it seems!

Xiang Qing was thinking about it and wanted to confirm it in Tai Chi, but unfortunately, since the first time he felt the flow of spiritual power like a stream, the blessing effect of Tai Chi never appeared again.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Someone's coming!

In order not to expose his secrets, Xiang Qing used his spiritual power to perceive his surroundings when he was practicing, and when someone came over, he sensed it as soon as he could.

"Dad!" looked at the comer, Xiang Qing was very casual, did not deliberately salute, and said hello, which is rare in this world.

It was the Wind Eating Sect Master who had disappeared for two days!

Chi Feng didn't care about this, he smiled and waved his hand, staring at his son with a smile.

Chi Feng was very happy at this time, seeing Xiang Qing practicing, how could he not be happy, it was every father's wish to hope that his son would become a dragon. He used to think that his son would only be able to count briquettes in the fuel room for the rest of his life, but now, he has hope.

He wanted his son, not only to be confined to the Zhuqing Sect, but also to the outside world.

"Xiaoqing, not bad!" Chi Feng praised sincerely, no matter what strength Xiang Qing is now, there is hope for hard work.

"After all, there will be a martial arts competition tomorrow!" Xiang Qing pouted, and his tone was helpless to this wind-eating father!

Today is the third day, and yesterday, the first thing he did when he returned to Earth was: to repair those damaged goods one by one to avenge the slap, and then practice Tai Chi by the Dragon and Tiger Tan all day.

As for class, with your superpowers, are you still afraid of exams?

I came to this spiritual realm very early today.

"You, you, you finally don't have a stupid brain, why did you become so impulsive, and take the initiative to challenge Liu Feng!" Speaking of martial arts, Chi Feng opened the conversation as if iron was not steel: "Although Liu Feng is a waste of Wutang, but he is also the fourth layer of the Spirit Cultivation Decision, his body was damaged by himself, but he can kill you by piling up cultivation!"

"But, I'm also on the third floor!" Xiang Qing was counted down and couldn't help but speak.

"The third layer, can the third layer be compared with the fourth layer, the fourth layer can be regarded as entering the middle stage of the spiritual cultivation realm, and the difference in the number of spiritual power between the two is not a little bit and a half, the third layer ...... The third layer ......" Chi Feng was very excited, panting slightly, dizzy from anger, and ignored something.

Chi Feng, who had forgotten the words, had to search his mind for words that could hit his son.

Suddenly, his mind was shocked, he regained his clarity, his eyes widened, he suddenly raised his head, his hands tightly grasped Xiang Qing's shoulders, as if he was about to pinch out the flesh, and his voice trembled: "You mean...... The third layer of soul cultivation has been decided?"

The facial expressions are no different from yesterday's Zhao Gen!

"Yesterday was it!" Xiang Qing nodded, following the meaning, as if telling a trivial matter.

"Okay, good, I have the demeanor of the past!" Unlike Zhao Gen, the Sect Master of Eating Wind quickly calmed down and did not continue to lose his temper, looking like he had seen the world.

He laughed, very happy, his son was a genius, and praised himself by the way.

"Dad, do you have any martial arts, bring me a few!" Seeing that his father was the best in the world, Xiang Qing resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

He really lacks practical martial arts now, which is a loss, so he asked directly, with a sense of immediacy of asking for pocket money from his father on Earth.

Although it is windy, after all, it is the sect master, and there should be a small treasury!

"Greed can't chew too much!" Chi Feng is serious, since his son has a talent for cultivation, he needs his own correct guidance.

"I know, Dad, I learned a book of spiritual power boxing yesterday, and I was only a first-class person, it was so boring, I learned it in half an hour!" Xiang Qing said, not to show off, to tell the truth!

This time Chi Feng listened carefully, and his mind was inevitably full of black lines, is his son a demon?

I finished learning a martial art in half an hour, although it was a first-class product, I had never heard of such a perverted person!

Even the original self can't do it!

Is Yun'er's bloodline so strong?

Chi Feng didn't have any doubts about his son, and pushed all this onto Xiang Qing's late mother. This kind of demon seems to be unable to guide itself.

Thinking of this, the Wind Eating Sect Master didn't speak, his expression became serious, and he took out a short knife from his arms.

The short knife is only the length of the palm, the shape is very strange, the blade is like a semicircle, it is integrated, very natural, and the handle is not the same material at all.

The blade is thin, with dots of silver light on it, like a dream.

The handle of the knife is simple, very deep, and the whole is black, and the light spots are projected down, leaving no spots on it, as if it has been absorbed.

It's a magic knife.

It's weird, but it makes people happy from the bottom of their hearts!

"Give it to me?" Xiang Qing was very happy, this was undoubtedly a treasure knife.

The blade shines in the sun and is beautiful!

"I originally wanted to give it to you later, but now that you have grown up, I can give it to you!" Chi Feng said, very free and easy, for his son, his own things will be his sooner or later.

Xiang Qingxing rushed to take the semi-circular knife and took it and cut it on the bamboo next to him.

There is only a faint white mark!

"Dad, what kind of knife are you, it's useless!" Xiang Qing rolled his eyes, because he couldn't help it.

"This is left to you by your mother, her name is Chop!" Chi Feng said, his tone was heavy, and whenever he said this, the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Mother?" Xiang Qing said to himself, he does not lack maternal love, and the mother of the earth is very good to him. However, when Chi Feng heard him mention his mother in this world again, he still couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

The knife in his hand also has a special meaning.

"Yun'er said that this slash is very important, and when she came to our small place, she took this slash and came to find something incredible. "Chi Feng said some information, very amazing!

"Mom is not an ordinary person?" Xiang Qing asked at this time after knowing some incredible information from Chi Feng's words.

"There are some things that are not good to know too early. Chi Feng didn't answer, and didn't want to say more.

"Am I still too weak?" Xiang Qing understood in his heart, and planted a seed of becoming stronger in his heart.

Only by becoming stronger can you know more and take control of your life.

"Actually, this is not a knife, the handle is added later. Chi Feng thought about it and told the truth again: "This is not a knife, so there is no blade!"

"Not a knife?" Xiang Qing carefully looked at the slash in his hand.

Indeed, if you cover the handle of the knife, you really can't see that it is a knife, but it looks like a ...... Half a scale, an enlarged version of the scales.

"The handle of the knife, it's a space stone! There's something I'm going to give you! I've been out for too long, it's time to go back!" Chi Feng said haha, Mei Jiaoniang was too strict, he ran out secretly.

"Space Stone?" Xiang Qing frowned slightly, using the space stone as the handle of the knife, it was really a big deal!

The Space Stone is something that can only be made by comprehending the power of space.

Great power is extremely proud, so the production of this space stone is very small, and it is very rare.

With such a large block, the space inside is absolutely considerable.

"You can directly recognize the master, just use your spiritual power, half a month later, there will be a trial in the sect, will you go!" Chi Feng asked before leaving.

He had anticipation on his face, and he valued the trial.

"Go!" Xiang Qing did not hesitate!

"Hmm! Remember to sign up. Chi Feng nodded and left satisfied.

Xiang Qing's spiritual power reached out and went directly into the black hilt. Inside was a large, empty space.

In the middle of this space, there was a small pile of things, a few clothes, two books, and dozens of spirit stones!

The two books are martial arts, Xiang Qing took out the martial arts first, and what he lacks most now is martial arts!

The fourth grade of the human rank, the spirit blade!

A grade of the ground, a rock finger!

"Ground level one product!" Xiang Qing's heart was hot, and the ground level one product could no longer be recorded on paper, so it was a stone shaped like a book.

The martial arts above the ground level are recorded in special stones with spiritual power, and they can only be learned once, although this is very troublesome, but it is also very safe.

Xiang Qing used his spiritual power to probe in, and a huge amount of information spurted into his head, and before he had time to think about it, the terrifying information squeezed his head a little painfully.

That's a lot of information!

"Ahh

Xiang Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, his head seemed to explode, and at this time, the information faded like a tide, leaving no trace in his mind.

"Is it too weak? Xiang Qing said to himself, with the strength of his spiritual power, he couldn't even withstand the information of martial arts!

The ground-level martial arts are so terrifying!

He had no choice but to dispel the idea and put the rock finger into the rebelliousness.

"Spirit Blade!"

Xiang Qing looked at this fourth-rank martial art.

The spirit blade is also to open up some specific spiritual veins of the human arm, and then use special spiritual power running skills to burst out the spiritual power from the fingers to form a spiritual blade!

It's a lot like the Six-Vein Divine Sword!

Xiang Qing looked at the introduction and memorized the spiritual veins to be opened one by one!

Carefully compared, this spirit blade has a lot more spiritual veins than the spiritual power fist, and it also adds a spiritual power running technique, so it is much more difficult than the spiritual power fist!

However, this level of martial arts is indeed simple for Xiang Qing's perverted spiritual power!