Chapter Seventy-Six: A Thousand Tempers

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Xuan Qing smiled faintly and immediately stood up.

At this time, the fat and thin man also came from a distance, and the jade had already arrived, and he could finally leave this barren tomb.

"Let's go. ”

Xuan Qing spoke.

Hearing Xuan Qing say this, the fat man finally took a breath.

"It's finally time to leave this filthy cemetery. ”

The four of them walked in groups and soon left the cemetery.

Along the way, Xuanqing kept looking for a water source, one was to temper the dragon kill, and the other was to find the grass.

The group walked all morning, and at noon, they finally found a mountain spring.

The water of the spring is clear and hangs down from the boulders, forming a small waterfall, about a foot wide and narrow.

Xuan Qing first searched for the nearby waters, the grass has been recorded in the Hundred Treasure Book, it is a four-leaf grass, he grows near the waters, it is deeply nourished, the leaves are eroded by the water all the year round, and have the power to soften everything.

"This spring is good. ”

Xuan Qing was attached to the spring water, picked up the spring water and drank it violently, a stream of moist liquid flowed into the abdomen, and suddenly felt that the whole body was cold, and a feeling of comfort arose.

A few people stayed in the cemetery for too long, and they were already thirsty, so they couldn't help lying on the ground and holding the spring water and pouring it, and the fat man simply plunged into it, and drank it with a bang, and only after a while did he raise his face, and the splashing water droplets splashed the wizard's body.

The wizard pursed his lips in disgust and took a few steps off the distance.

"Cool...... The water is so sweet. ”

The fat man held his head high, his face was covered with water beads, and he smiled happily.

"Drink more sweet. Xuan Qing glanced at the fat man, and saw that the weather was shining in, and the fog was a little lighter, but it did not dissipate, this fog was unique to the Cloud Forest.

No matter how the seasons change throughout the year, these fogs are only thick and light, but they do not dissipate.

"Damn the fog. ”

The thin man shook the clothes on his body, and in the past few days when he entered the Cloud Forest, his clothes were damp and sticky every day, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body.

The fat man walked over to Xuan Qing and asked:

"Let's fix up here for the day...... I'm really hungry. ”

Xuan Qing couldn't help but look at the fat man, his fat chin drooped down and piled up in two layers.

He raised his hand and pinched the fat man's face.

"Gluttonous. ”

Xuan Qing said lightly.

With Xuan Qing's approval, the fat man almost jumped and ran away, and his speed and sensitivity did not match his reminder at all.

The fat man neatly set up the stove, lit the fire, and prepared to boil the pot to cook. The wizard's taste is more tricky, he looks for some other ingredients near the woodland, Xuan Qing doesn't care about these, he ******** ponder the dragon killing.

Since he began to cultivate Jiaolong Kill, Xuanqing has been like being beaten with chicken blood, and he has been contemplating and cultivating all the time.

Even a short meal time, he is reluctant to waste it, and is always pondering the sword style while eating.

Before the meal was ready, time naturally could not be wasted, so he drew the Phantom Snow Sword and came to the curtain of small waterfalls.

Without practicing directly, he first closed his eyes and meditated. Recalling the essentials of Jiaolong killing, figuring out every action, drawing the sword, luck, and making a sword.

Every time he meditated, he had a new understanding, but every time he felt a little bit worse. Sometimes things that I feel clear really fall into actual combat, and I feel that there is still a line of error.

Xuanqing doesn't want to leave regrets, this dragon killing must be understood thoroughly.

He doesn't want to be someone who gives up halfway through or doesn't practice.

This kind of deep meditation and meditation cannot be penetrated in one or two days, but with the increase of practice and grinding, there will be a new feeling and a new understanding.

Every time you attain enlightenment, it is an uplift.

With the improvement of strength and the improvement of the realm, the dragon killing may radiate its original power.

The dragon killing he cultivated was too strong and domineering, and he was extremely fast with his sword, killing people between breaths.

There are no cumbersome moves, just draw the sword and kill.

Although it is simple, in martial arts, it is the most effective.

Xuan Qing opened his eyes, moved his arms to the sword, and swung wildly the next moment.

"Click!"

A sword slashed at the waterfall, the sword body slid suddenly, and quickly cut in along the water wave, splashing countless fine white splashes, accompanied by a sharp sword momentum, faster and faster.

"Titicaca. ”

The blade of the sword kept slashing at the waterfall, sword after sword.

The sword light swayed, faster and faster, and in the end, Xuan Qing couldn't see the sword light clearly, and could only feel the sound of his arms constantly flying and the sound of the sword buzzing in his ears.

The sword momentum is constantly increasing.

Jiaolong kills the two styles, you have to draw the sword and cut off the water, each sword is faster than before, and the more difficult it is to cultivate. Although there are only three types of dragon killing, it is difficult to climb one level at a time, and it is impossible to reach the peak without real tempering.

Xuan Qing was never afraid of hardship, and he practiced sword after sword.

Although it is the most stupid method, the cultivation of Jiaolong killing is the most effective.

It lasted for more than an hour, Xuan Qing stood in the water with his feet, and from time to time there was a cool splash bursting out, and large beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

A few days ago, when the sword was drawn, I felt that the sword was unstable, but after hard tempering, it finally became more and more stable.

If you only seek to be fast, and do not pursue the stability of the sword, then in actual combat, it is likely to lose the original combat advantage because of unstable play.

It must be fast, steady and ruthless!

A faint fragrance came from the air, and the fat man had already prepared the meal.

He walked over and saw that Xuan Qing was still diligently refining his sword skills, and he had no intention of stopping. The fat man with the flying sword light couldn't open his eyes a little, and then sighed.

"No wonder this guy's combat power is so strong, and he is so ruthless in practice. ”

But with such perseverance and determination, the fat man sighed to himself. It can be said that he will never be as difficult as Xuanqing in his life, and he will never have the same achievements as Xuanqing in his life.

"Geniuses, they're all a bunch of monsters!"

Looking at Xuanqing's figure, the fat man muttered.

The thin man also glanced at Xuan Qing and pouted, "Let's eat first." ”

The fat man nodded and shouted at Xuan Qing: "Brother Xuan Qing, it's time to eat." ”

Xuanqing's wildly flying sword did not stop, and continued for more than a dozen breaths.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and this sword went down, cutting the water curtain alive, and cutting a gap, about the size of a needle, visible to the naked eye, much larger than the original.

Xuan Qing put away his sword, panting.

The madness worked, and he cut through the water.

This gap has become bigger and bigger as its strength increases. At this speed, it is no longer a dream to draw a knife and cut off the water, but a reality that can be touched.

He turned around, and not far away the fat and thin men were guarding the pot, feasting.

The wizard took a small bowl very gently, leaned against a tree in the distance, and ate it quietly.

Xuan Qing cultivated for an hour, and his physical exertion was very large, and when he felt hungry, he strode over.

"Eat fast. ”

The fat man reminded and pointed to the meat in the pot.

Xuan Qing took out a few large pieces of meat from the pot and chewed it heavily.

"Where did the meat come from?" he ate with a mouthful of incense, only to realize that it was obviously a beast that had just been beaten.

The fat man glanced at the wizard, and Xuan Qing suddenly understood. With the laziness of the fat man, he can't make wild meat, and it must be the work of the wizard.

Xuan Qing smiled at the wizard, took out a gourd of wine from the storage bag, and threw it to the wizard.

The wizard raised his hand to catch it.

"Thank you, brother. Then he drank not a drop of the wine.

Although the wizard didn't say much, he and Xuan Qing had established a very delicate relationship with each other in the past few days. It is a kind of trust, a trust between friends and masters.

Xuan Qing knew the value of this kind of trust, and if there was no trust, in the void gossip, he would not gamble with his life on the judgment of the wizard.

If it weren't for trust, the wizard wouldn't have followed Xuanqing without hesitation.

It's a wonderful relationship, and Xuan Qing likes it very much.

In the afternoon, a few people rested in place, and Xuan Qing insisted on practicing in the water.

The grass is not easy to find, this thing depends on the chance, and Xuanqing is not in a hurry.

As the night fell, several people rested on the spot.

Xuan Qing sat on the ground, slowly inhaled the true qi, and ran too wildly. Just ran for more than a dozen breaths, but saw a swarm of black insects flying sideways, lingering on Xuan Qing's side, he waved his hand, just drove away, and flew back after a while, buzzing in his ears.

He couldn't help but feel upset.

Not only were the bugs buzzing around him, but also around the fat and thin men, stopping from time to time, disturbing everyone and making it impossible to sleep.

After a while, the fat man suddenly burst up. Scolded:

"Where are so many bugs! ”

He drew his sword and slashed at the insects, which had just been driven away, and soon flew back in more numbers than before.

The fat man was angry and stomped his fat feet and cursed:

"Damn, let's not let people sleep!"

The thin man was also harassed to his feet, picked up a branch, and swung wildly at the swarm.

Only the wizard not far away sat quietly, unmoving, and there was a black worm beside him.

"It's useless. ”

He said lightly.

"This is a beast insect, you eat the flesh of a beast, and you will naturally have a special beast smell on your body, and this smell is the favorite of beasts and insects. ”

"So, no matter how you drive it away, you can't drive it away. ”

The thin man noticed that the wizard was sitting upright, and there were no bugs around him. The wizard was only a stone's throw away from them, and the wizard had obviously eaten the meat, so he couldn't help but feel strange.

So he asked:

"Why don't the beasts chase you?"

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