Chapter Twenty-Eight: Qingyunmen, Medium

"Ah!! it's time, it's time to eat!" said the disciple with the false pupil, yawning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two of them were dressed in white robes, holding Qingfeng's long sword, with white cloud jade pendants around their waists, and their long hair tied up.

The one with the false pupil was a young man with a face of about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, and it was their turn to guard the mountain gate today.

The young man looked at the false pupil in his hand and said with emotion: "It's really a good tool, it's right to sleep and guard the door!"

The ice ghost, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw the young man's movements, but this was completely invisible on the ice ghost's face, and the ice ghost's blue face covered by ice cubes couldn't be seen at all with a trace of embarrassment.

The ice ghost lightly put on his black hood to cover his face, and the blue ice blade condensed from his ice crystal hand again, and the bitter cold air came out of the blue ice blade, and the air seemed to be frozen, and layers of ice crystals condensed on the ice blade.

But in an instant, a hacksaw-like serrated knife appeared in the ice ghost's hand.

At the moment when the ice ghost condensed the ice blade, the middle-aged man standing under the door post suddenly felt that the temperature around him began to drop rapidly, and a dazzling cold light flashed away.

The Qingfeng sword in the middle-aged man's hand had just pulled out a section of the sword body, and then his consciousness completely fell into endless darkness, while the young man's consciousness was still immersed in sleep, and his mouth was still open, so he fell into the darkness.

The figure of the freezer was like a ray of light, passing quickly between the two huge doorposts, and the two people guarding the door had been completely frozen into two lifelike ice sculptures by the soaring temperature, and the cracks as thin as cracks could be clearly seen on the necks of these two people.

In the next second, a violent air shock wave swept in, and a large number of flying ice crystals rushed towards the two humanoid ice sculptures like a violent gust of wind.

The two ice sculptures turned into a puff of blood mist under the impact of a large number of high-speed ice crystals, and then sped away with the ice ghost's rushing figure, dyeing the blue of the ice ghost's body into a blood mist.

Boom!!!

A deafening sound spread throughout Baijian Mountain with the forward rush of the ice ghosts, and a huge echo echoed in the air of the entire Baijian Mountain, and the snow peaks formed by the heavy snow on Baijian Mountain also slowly slipped down and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

Inside the Qingyun Sect, about two hundred Qingyun disciples were conducting daily morning exercises under the leadership of Bai Jianshan, the chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

Qingyunmen can be roughly divided into: preparatory disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples and core disciples.

The preparatory disciples were gifted children gathered from all over the outside, about fifty of them, and their cultivation was generally below the Yinxuan.

The outer disciples are the preparatory disciples who are promoted to Yinxuan and thus the outer disciples, and the number is seventy.

The inner disciple is the outer disciple who is promoted to Jin Xuan and thus the inner disciple, and the number is forty.

The core disciples are the inner disciples who are promoted to Yuxuan and thus the core disciples, and the number is thirty-five.

And Di Xuan is a sect elder, and there are four of them.

The remaining one is Bai Qingyun, the master of Qingyun Gate, a Tianxuan-level cultivator, and the leader of these thousands of square kilometers.

And what they are practicing is the basic exercises created by the master of Qingyun Gate, Bai Qingyun, and Baiyun is practicing physical decision.

Don't underestimate this basic exercise, this basic exercise is the real difference that distinguishes the nobles in the world from the common people below.

The territory of the entire Tianxiang Empire is as high as tens of millions of square kilometers, with a population of hundreds of millions, and in addition to human beings, there are tens of millions of demon beasts and countless small lifeforms.

On the human side, due to food resources, the number of ordinary people is as high as 90 million, and the number of mystics and mages is as high as 10 million.

There are 7 million low-level mysteries with 1st to 4th grades, 2 million from intermediate 5th to 7th grades, and 800,000 high-level 8-9 masters.

The aristocracy, on the other hand, was only 200,000 people, and this huge gap was caused by this small basic exercise.

As long as the grade below Yinxuan has enough food, medicinal materials, and methods to enhance qi, blood, and spiritual power, there is no problem at all in promoting from the first rank to the ninth rank.

As for those who want to reach above the Silver Xuan, they will have to use this basic exercise.

And this secret can only be known by a Tianxuan-level powerhouse, and this basic technique was created.

The rest of the aristocracy knew it but didn't know why.

I can only use it, but I don't know why.

As for the reasons, I'll talk about that later.

Because the violent shock impact had been transmitted from outside the door to the square where the martial arts were practiced, the piercing roar shook Jin Xuan, including the mysteries below Jin Xuan, and all the seven orifices bled and fainted.

The core disciple didn't faint, but his brain was buzzing.

It was like being hit a huge bell with a sledgehammer from the side, and it was an indescribable feeling.

But that's just a small amount of effort on the part of the Ice Ghost.

It was just one more stomp, and the earthquake came from the soles of his feet, and it shook these core disciples who were still awake, and they completely fainted after falling from a height of five meters.

The ice ghost stood in the center of the martial arts training square, and the person who had passed out fell to the ground beside him.

Among them, the preparatory disciples below Yinxuan have already emitted more qi and entered less qi, and they may die at any time, because their internal organs have almost been shattered.

Although the guys above Yinxuan were also shattered, their strong vitality could slowly repair their bodies, and they were in a state of serious injury but not death.

And Yu Xuan's vitality was almost repaired by their powerful body recovery power the moment they were shocked.

This huge physical difference is also one of the great barriers between nobles and commoners.

The ice ghost stood in the middle of the martial arts practice square with an ice blade in his hand, looking at the five people standing in front of him, they were none other than the four elders of the Qingyun Sect and the master of the Qingyun Sect, Bai Qingshan.

Elder Chuangong stared at the ice ghost opposite with a fierce gaze, and said in a heavy tone: "Who is Your Excellency? What kind of hatred do I have between Qingyunmen and Your Excellency!

There was a strong killing intent and hatred in his voice, and the only seedling heir of his own family was shattered into pieces in the impact just now.

Elder Chuangong had a very strong urge to rush forward to avenge his heir.

But looking at the extent of the damage to the surrounding environment and the power of the ice ghost breaking in just now, Elder Chuangong helplessly and resentfully found that the other party was a master of the same level as his own sect master, and if he went up with his own strength, he would be trampled to death by the other party in an instant.

The ice ghost listened to the suppressed and murderous question of the Elder Chuangong, raised the ice blade in his hand, and set it up in front of him, the back of the knife was against his forehead and the bridge of his nose, feeling the low temperature on the ice blade, and said in a cold and undulating voice: "No hatred...... No complaints!"

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