Chapter 21: A Hundred Years of Skill

After taking the Seven Cold Fruits, Chen Jing immediately felt that a wave of abundant energy suddenly emanated from all over his body.

Then, there was a strong chill that hit his whole body.

A cold aura gradually formed around him, and ice crystals even condensed on his eyebrows and lips.

Chen Jing felt as if he was naked and came to the icy and snowy land.

Cold!

Stimulated by the cold, he had to carry the Changchun Immortal Gong.

Between his palms, a cyan light gradually lit up, and the light flowed and rotated in his palms, and with each rotation, the light became brighter.

The Great Elder looked nervous, it was the first time he had seen someone take the Seven Cold Fruit. He wanted to help, but he was worried that Chen Jing's chance would be ruined.

He had heard that after taking the Seven Cold Fruits, Chen Jing would appear.

Chen Jing's situation was not as bad as the Great Elder thought.

If it were someone else, the cold qi in the Seven Cold Fruits would really make them work hard, but he was different.

His ability heals the body, and the cold, though intense, can't bother him. When he takes damage, the ability automatically activates to heal him.

In Chen Jing's dantian, there are more and more true qi. The energy of the Seven Cold Fruits was continuously refined, turned into a stream of true qi, and was classified into the dantian.

As his True Qi increased, the volume of the True Balloon between his palms also increased, from the size of a fist to the size of a basketball.

"Good internal strength, really majestic! A hundred years of skill, plus a hundred years of skill! ”

Looking at the temples on Chen Jing's forehead that were gradually bulging, the Great Elder was so excited that he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

In order to cultivate internal strength, people in the martial arts practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, growing day by day and accumulating day by day, so that they can gain something.

Chen Jing ate one fruit, and he surpassed the master of the whole martial arts.

As Chen Jing's master, the Great Elder was very happy for Chen Jing.

It's just that as soon as he thought that Chen Jing was about to leave Changchun Valley after cultivating his divine skills, a trace of entanglement appeared on the Great Elder's face.

He knew that he was doing this for the sake of Chen Jing's future, but he didn't know if it was right to do so.

What should not be done is necessarily wrong, but what should be done is not necessarily right.

"Forget it, it's all about personal creation."

Day and night passed, and Chen Jing was still practicing.

With the energy provided by the Heavenly Treasure, Chen Jing did not feel hungry, but the Great Elder, he heated the meal over and over again, and waited for Chen Jing to wake up.

Chen Jing's true qi at this time had already formed a true balloon with a radius of one zhang.

The Great Elder used his true qi to protect himself, and tentatively approached closer, but was immediately shocked by Chen Jing's true qi.

While the Great Elder was relieved, he was also shocked.

Chen Jing's skill is not at all like only a hundred years, although a hundred years of skill is strong, it is impossible to suppress him so easily.

"I have seventy years of Changchun immortal skills, and if you want to use the true qi released from the outside to shake me away, Jing'er will have at least one hundred and fifty years of skills."

The Great Elder calculated, and the result shocked him.

He knew the special features of Chen Jing and knew that Chen Jing could give full play to his skills.

Unlike him, seventy years of Changchun Immortal Gong can only use the power of one Jiazi, and any more, it will first hurt his own meridians.

"My apprentice is amazing. The power of 150 years has been fully exerted, which is simply unparalleled. If he goes to the martial arts conference, no master can survive a move under him. ”

The Great Elder's beard kept shaking.

As soon as he thought that he had cultivated such a master for Changchun Valley, he instantly radiated, and his whole person was ten years younger.

The Great Elder was rejoicing, and suddenly, he felt an alarm.

Practicing martial arts to the point where he can sense some power fluctuations.

"Not good!"

The Great Elder's body moved, and he retreated again and again, until he was seven or eight feet away.

As soon as he left the place, the true balloon surrounding Chen Jing inflated and scattered into dozens of pillars of true qi.

Boom Boom!

True Qi shot out, destroying the withering and decaying, and the stone tables and stone chairs in the secret room exploded one after another.

In an instant, the chamber shook as if an earthquake had erupted.

Fortunately, when the Great Elder built the secret room, it was built according to the standard of fire prevention powder explosion, and the secret room did not collapse.

"Good boy, you just want to kill a teacher when you have a hundred years of skill?"

The Great Elder cursed.

Chen Jing woke up in the smoke and dust of the room and the scolding of the Great Elder. It occurred to him that he had just finished his work and had inadvertently struck a blow.

The two masters and apprentices walked out of the secret room one after the other.

As soon as the disgraced two went out, they ran into Wude and the servants who came to find them.

"Master, Senior Brother, did you light explosives in the secret room?"

Wu De hurriedly asked.

Although the Great Elder's skills were very good, it was impossible for him to shake Fu Yao Xuan to the ground.

After all, martial arts masters have limits!

The Grand Elder waved his hand.

"Don't worry, just now, I studied a palm technique with your senior brother, and accidentally knocked down the pillar."

Chen Jing didn't speak, he couldn't say that he used his true qi to blow up the secret room!

Wu De hurriedly said: "Master is fine!" ”

After a small episode, the Great Elder took Chen Jing out of Changchun Valley and arrived at a valley.

"This place is deserted, you use all your skills to show off your martial arts."

He wanted to see how powerful Chen Jing's current skills were.

Chen Jing nodded, he took a breath, jumped into the air, and with the support of the huge internal force, he stepped into the air, stepping dozens of steps in a row, as if running in the air.

After three or five breaths, he was already a hundred meters away.

I saw the figure move, flying up and down, and a sword circled around Chen Jing under the traction of true qi.

Chen Jing leaned back, his body slid backwards, he grabbed the sword, spun it one hundred and eighty degrees out of thin air, and slashed forward.

A sword qi flew out from the top of the sword, and with a whoosh, it slashed into a large stone.

Rumble!

A stone the size of a table was split in half by the sword qi, and the sword qi continued to be powerful, and a big tree five or six meters high was cut in half.

Bang!

The tree fell, sending a puff of smoke and dust on the ground.

"Good! Look at your palm again! ”

The Great Elder applauded repeatedly.

Chen Jing flicked his fingers, and the long sword flew out, flew dozens of meters, and inserted into a mountain wall.

He used his true qi to concentrate on his palms, and slapped it against the mountain wall in the air, he slapped dozens of palms in a row, and each palm, a cyan palm print flew out of his palm.

Bang!

The sound of explosions resounded through the valley, and the mountain walls seemed to be buried with gunpowder, and a series of explosions occurred.

When the explosion stopped, the mountain wall was littered with palm prints, each one five inches deep into the stone wall.

This set of palm techniques was played, and Chen Jing was simply physically and mentally comfortable.

His current strength, without the need for special abilities, can blow up the gray-clothed Taoist priest with a palm in the air.

What kind of martial arts practice is no match for cultivating immortals, that is, the skill of practicing martial arts is not enough.

When he has 10,000 years of skill, he will move mountains and canals to see which immortal cultivator dares to show his superiority in front of him.