Qing's enclosure of the soil.

The full moon is in the sky, and the streamer is like frost.

Qingyang's eyes were closed, and the silver glow on his body gradually dissipated.

The already fair skin is even whiter and smoother, which is enough to envy countless women.

The appearance and temperament of the whole person are becoming more and more out of the ordinary.

"Ning Yue Jade Pearl, it's so extraordinary!"

On the stone platform, the autumn dew is faint, and under the moonlight, it reflects the peerless jade beads.

Even if the silver glow of the moon dissipates, it still can't be concealed, and the peerless moon jade bead is unusual.

"Yinhui tempers the body, Yuehua cleanses the soul, and the impurities of the mind are swept away! ”

Carefully put away the Ning Yue Jade Bead, Qingyang was still savoring the words that made him sober.

"Life is made by oneself, each other is born from the heart, if it is known, if it is seen, if it is!"

Qingyang's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he murmured softly: "Fate is the result of your own choice, if you want to truly control your own destiny, you must not only have a clever mind, but also have more powerful power!"

Slowly clench your hands and feel the strength of every inch of your muscles.

"The physique is tougher and stronger, but I am afraid of the ordinary eight-rank warrior realm, and I don't have such a strong physique!

The baptism of Yuehua not only made the body stronger, but also the soul was more sensitive, and Qingyang felt more and more that the Lingtai was clear and clear, and his heart was moving.

"There is a trace of repulsion in the soul, and I can feel that to avoid exploding and dying, we must at least reach the strength of the third rank of the Zuo Shigong.

If you want to fully exert the power of the divine soul, you must have a stronger physique to carry it!

Thinking of this, Qingyang frowned slightly.

The strongest martial artists in Xing Kingdom, the old man of Chiba and Shimensuo, are only the strongest second-grade judges.

If you want to reach a first-grade grandmaster, it is by no means a short time to achieve.

"Whew~"

A sudden burst of momentum interrupted Qingyang's thinking.

It was Lie Muyang who was advancing.

Since the beginning of the year, when he reached the peak of the seventh-rank lower armor, for nearly a year, Lie Muyang has been trapped in this realm and has been unable to break through.

After coming to the Qing clan's land, this month, Qingyang did not hesitate to use the elixir, but he failed to help him break through the realm.

Whether it is Qingyang or Lie Muyang, they all understand that the psychological shadow of his youth is a big factor why he cannot break through the realm.

Unexpectedly, in the unexpected baptism of the moonlight, Lie Muyang was thoroughly tempered and washed from his body to his soul.

The trauma of the soul, after the baptism of the moonlight, the soul was washed away, and the heart barrier was seen through, and finally tonight, he was promoted to the sixth rank of the first class.

"Okay, great!"

After being serious all day, Zhong Bo rarely showed a smile on his face, "Xiao Mu is promoted to the sixth rank, and that swordsmanship can be better displayed!"

Qingyang's face was indifferent, and he was even more happy in his heart.

It's not just Lie Muyang who has been promoted, but the momentum on Zhong Bo's body is even stronger.

A group of soldiers next to him, full of surprise, also attracted Qingyang's attention.

The four soldiers, after the baptism of Yuehua, increased their strength again, reaching the upper rank of the Nine Rank Forceman Realm, and the other eight servants were also successfully promoted to the lower rank of the Ninth Rank.

Qingyang nodded slightly, these private soldiers have long been at the high level of body forging, and recently they have the help of the Xuanqiu Body Forging Technique, the Spiritual Qi Formation, the Elixir Pill, the Qi Condensing Pill and so on.

After tonight's moonlight baptism, quenching the body and washing the gods, if you can't advance to the realm of the Nine Rank Force, then it is really rotten wood that cannot be carved.

But the people did not know what was going on.

They only saw that within a few days in a row, the twelve private soldiers had advanced to the Nine Rank Strength Realm, and they had more confidence in fighting against the Blue Ghost Division.

Even Lian Po's group of teenagers also showed off for a while, and the teenagers made faster progress.

Lian Po, who was born with divine power, originally had a thousand catties of strength, after a month of practice, and then experienced the baptism of Yuehua, he had two thousand catties of strength, and other teenagers also had three hundred catties and five hundred catties of strength.

Even the weakest teenagers are enough to become a servant.

"Rock Sword Three Styles!"

Lie Muyang suddenly opened his eyes and roared.

The steps are mysterious, the posture is heroic, the whole body is up and down, the sword intent is pervasive, and the whole person seems to have turned into a giant sword.

"There is no edge on the sword~"

"The big sword is no coincidence~"

"Dao sword is reactive~"

There are only three sword moves, but they are extremely amazing, as if there are tens of thousands of swords, surrounding Lie Muyang.

The dark red wooden sword, carved by the thousand-year-old red tung core lightning strike wood, seems to be fast but not fast, slow but not slow, but it seems to have the weight of ten thousand jun, pressing people's chests out of breath.

"Nie Li's Rock Three Swords!"

Zhong Bo was slightly surprised, "I didn't expect Xiao Mu to progress so fast!

Lie Muyang retracted his sword moves, but shook his head and said, "These three swords are less than one percent of the master!"

Qingyang smiled and said, "Don't blame the catkins?"

Lie Muyang showed a hint of embarrassment, paused slightly, and said with a little self-reproach: "Think about it carefully, you shouldn't blame her for that incident at the beginning!"

After my mother died, I had a bad temper, and it was because I yelled at her to scare her that she accidentally knocked over my mother's urn.

She didn't say a word, took the initiative to apologize, and made so many amends, but I hated her for so many years. ”

Zhong Bo also persuaded in a low voice: "If you have a chance, apologize to her, such a good girl is rare!"

Seeing the cold-faced young man nodding solemnly, Qingyang couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, such a quirky girl, God knows how many ghost ideas to retaliate again, Lie Muyang is afraid that he will have to suffer a little.

The full moon is westward, and when the night is approaching, Qingyang is about to say a few more words, and the northwest direction changes suddenly.

"Wow~"

The dragon sparrow chirped in the sky, with a provocative anger.

"Could it be that the Blue Ghost Sect is attacking, and it was discovered by Lord Longque?" Zhong Bo immediately picked up the Star Shattering Knife, vigilantly looking around the surrounding mountains and forests, especially in the northwest of the place.

Qingyang shook his head: "The formation I set up, I didn't find anyone breaking into the formation, could it be that the Green Ghost Department wants to solve the dragon sparrow first? Or is there a fierce bird in the barren jungle?"

Regardless of whether the Qing Ghost Department is attacking or not, the people of the Qing clan still wear armor and prepare for battle.

"Cry~"

An even clearer and distant eagle's cry came from the northwest, with hatred that could not be concealed.

Lie Muyang frowned, and said softly: "Lord, this is a giant eagle, I can hear it, it seems to be coming for revenge!"

When he left the Sacrificial Willow Department, Qingyang found that Lie Muyang knew the language of birds.

He frowned slightly: "Mountain Peak Giant Eagles, they have always lived in the depths of the original mountain range, the outermost habitat, and there are also three hundred miles of barren jungle from here. What's more, dragon sparrows rarely enter the jungle, so how can they make enemies with giant eagles?"

No one knows this, looking at the northwest direction, the moon and stars are sparse, and the vision is transparent.

The mountains are undulating, the jungle is reckless, and the dragon finch stretches its wings, fighting fiercely with a fierce bird of similar size.

The giant eagle was full of hatred and attacked desperately, and the dragon sparrow was even more angry and chirping.

The dragon bird is a fierce bird species, and its combat effectiveness exceeds that of the same level of fierce birds, but in dozens of rounds, it will be pressed against the giant eagle.

"Cry~"

The giant eagle was defeated and fled to the mountains to the west.

The dragon sparrow was angry and unwilling to let go, and immediately chased after it, quickly disappearing from view.

At this moment, Qingyang's face changed greatly: "It's not good, someone forced into the phantom array!"