Chapter 52: The True Content of the Selection!

"Dripping blood and smoke, touching the shade and not rotting?" Thinking about these two words, Guan Peng looked at Ning Jie, waiting for her explanation.

"Well, being able to reach this realm means that the qi and blood in the body have been boiled to the extreme.

The extreme anode is intense, and it can even ignite objects.

And with such a strong positive qi and blood, it can come into contact with ghosts and will not be injured by the corrosion of yin qi.

All in all, when you reach this level, you have the qualifications to kill powerful ghosts.

Otherwise, even if you have superb martial arts and magical skills, you will not be able to get close to the body of a powerful ghost, and you will not be able to cause a trace of damage to it. Ning Jie explained slowly.

"According to what you say, the people of the Red Tiger Court have gathered us here to actually provide us with a place to practice, so that we can cultivate here to achieve the perfection of qi and blood." Hearing the meaning of Ning Jie's words, Zhu Gui said.

"That's right." Tapping his head, Ning Jie said: "Although the environment of this Ten Thousand Beasts is harsh and the climate is unbearable, it is also a treasure land.

On this barren next door, there are all kinds of treasures that are very beneficial to our cultivation, as long as you have the strength and courage, with the help of these treasures, the time to achieve the perfection of qi and blood will be greatly advanced.

But only the first five people who had cultivated to perfection of qi and blood could enter Zechang Mountain and become the quasi-disciples of the Red Tiger Court. ”

"I see, there is actually no entrance to Zechang Mountain here, the real entrance is ourselves.

As long as we can cultivate to the perfection of qi and blood, the people of the Red Tiger Court will naturally come to pick us up. Clenching his fists, Yang Qing's eyes shone brightly.

It had been more than half a month since he came to this Red Tiger Court, and most of his life had been wasted looking for the so-called entrance and water source.

Thinking about it now, Ning Jie, who has come in for the second or third time, will definitely not be the only one.

The time you waste, others may have spent it on cultivation.

He's already a lot behind.

"Wait a minute." Just when Yang Qing and Zhu Gui felt that they had wasted too much time because of Ning Jie's words, Guan Peng stared at Ning Jie and suddenly said:

"You said you came here for the third time, but as far as I know, the Red Tiger Court selection is once every ten years, how old are you this year?"

Stunned, Ning Jie glanced at the corner of her eyes, and found that Yang Qing and Zhu Gui on the side also reacted, looking at her with a puzzled look.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Ning Jie took a shallow breath and said with a smile: "The slave family ...... this year Seven out of forty. ”

"Forty-seven?! You said you were twenty-one yesterday! His eyes widened, he couldn't believe that he had been clapping with an old woman in his fifties for a night yesterday, Yang Qing's face turned blue, and he faintly felt like vomiting.

"Why, Yang Gongzi dislikes the slave family, but you said last night that the slave family's skin can be broken by blowing, and it is more delicate than the cardamom girl." Noticing Yang Qing's expression, Ning Jie chuckled twice.

"You give me a side, I didn't expect that I Yang was a chic person, and in the end I was actually gnawed by your old cow, if this is spread out, what face will I have to live!" Yang Qing's expression was gloomy.

"Alright, there's nothing to be proud of in this kind of thing." Waving his hand to signal Yang Qing to shut up, Guan Peng glanced up and down at Ning Jie in front of him.

This woman has a rich figure and a beautiful face, although she is not stunning, but she has a charming and profound charm, which makes it difficult to take your eyes off.

"Because of the blood boiling method?"

"Childe has good eyesight." Ning Jie chuckled and admitted.

"Understood." Guan Peng nodded.

Different blood boiling methods, in addition to the speed of boiling blood, will also have some special strange effects.

For example, his Overlord Ding can make him have the terrifying brute strength to shake the righteous gods.

And Zhu Gui's unusually strange speed should also come from his family's blood boiling method.

Ning Jie can maintain her appearance for twenty years at the age of forty-seven, and her blood boiling method should have the effect of rejuvenating the face.

With the solution of Ning Jie, a veteran of the Ten Thousand Beasts, the original foggy, for some reason, finally revealed its true face.

A cultivation base specially built by the Red Tiger Court for the selectors.

"If it's really as Ning Jie said, then this Ten Thousand Beasts Park is tailor-made for Guan."

With a glint in his eyes, the corners of Guan Peng's mouth raised slightly.

What he lacked the most was a stable environment, so that he could be calm and quiet, and steadily raise his skill level.

Now this Ten Thousand Beasts Park is just right.

After some inquiry, Guan Peng let Ning Jie and Yang Qing move freely, he did not restrict the freedom of the two, and left as long as he wanted.

But after seeing Guan Peng's strong strength, how could the two of them be reluctant to leave.

It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

With the backer of Guan Peng, they can safely cultivate in this Ten Thousand Beasts and pursue the one-sixth chance of promotion.

In the days that followed, the four of them lived peacefully.

During the day, after Guan Peng finished running the blood boiling method, he would fight against Yang Qing Ningjie, and sometimes Zhu Gui would also join in.

It's just that compared to Yang Qing and Ning Jie, Zhu Gui's melee skills are very rusty, and sometimes they will even disrupt the offensive rhythm of Yang and Ning in turn.

After trying a few times, Guan Peng no longer let him do it, but took advantage of his amazing foot strength and fast speed, and went around to see if there were any treasures similar to blood pears.

……

Bang!

With his arms crossed, blocking Ning Jie's sideways kick, Guan Peng swallowed his breath and breathed, and his big hand flicked and wrapped directly around Ning Jie's ankle, and smashed it the wall on the side.

As soon as Ning Jie was resolved, the black shadow in front of him flickered, and Yang Qing approached with a long sword in his hand, and a little cold light hit like a torrential rain.

Fighting with Guan Peng every day, although Yang Qing does not have such a golden finger as God's reward for diligence, he has also made great progress in swordsmanship in actual combat again and again.

Compared with the previous sword shadow raid, this time Yang Qing's sword speed was several points faster, and the angle was tricky and ruthless, which was extremely difficult to defend.

His eyes lit up, and Guan Peng snorted lightly: "Good come!" ”

With a flickering figure, Guan Peng stepped on the lotus step, his movements were fluctuating, like an ethereal cloud, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it was hidden thunder.

The range of its movements is impressively the pace that Ning Jie made before.

Flip with both palms, and the vertical palms are knives.

Jingle Bell –

In the small space, the sound of dense rain colliding is like a chime.

Ning Jie's palm knife quickly reappeared in Guan Peng's hand.

Compared with the original version, Guan Peng's palm knife is more ferocious and domineering!

If Ning Jie's knife is a thin blade of willow leaves that is cut into the bones, it is light and elegant.

That Guan Peng's knife is the severed head and split body, the domineering Qinglong Yanyue!

Bell Bell Bell Bell –

The speed of the sword collision became faster and faster, and the ripples of qi visible to the naked eye spread from the surroundings of the two of them.

Suddenly, the golden light in Guan Peng's eyes flashed.

There was an explosion in the air.

Yang Qing snorted and flew out, the long sword in his hand broke inch by inch, and every break was smooth.

It's like being cut off by some kind of sharp weapon.

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