Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Divine Finger of the World Creek

The secret realms of the Yunqi Continent are not too much, and it is not too little. However, after all, the number of places is limited, and in general, unless you have a deep background, you can only speak with strength.

The Tianxuan Sect also used the strength competition of the sect's disciples to determine the quota of the Fengtian Secret Realm this time.

Su Qingwei sat bored in the audience, she was pulled out by Luo Hongyi, otherwise she would have stayed next to her and desperately drew talismans.

The talisman is equivalent to hoarding one's aura on a piece of talisman paper, and taking it out and using it at a critical moment can have unexpected effects. She plans to take advantage of this time to stock up on more and use it again after entering the secret realm.

After three years of practice, she was now able to make a second-order talisman, which was equivalent to the effect of a great consummation blow during the Qi training period.

As for the elixir needed to enter the secret realm, she didn't need to prepare, there was Duoduo, a treasure hunting expert, and there were a lot of natural treasures in her storage ring that could quickly restore spiritual power.

She also watched the various competitions on the test platform very carefully, and I have to say that she can also learn a lot of practical experience from the actual combat of these disciples. After all, in the 100,000 mountains in the Southern Regions in those three years, she fought more with demon beasts than with monks, and monks undoubtedly had more means than demon beasts.

Looking at the sky, she and Luo Hongyi planned to go back. At that moment, there was a commotion in the crowd.

But seeing a beautiful nun in a pink pleated skirt walking out of the crowd, with a pair of big eyes on her white little face and soft eyes, her eyebrows are picturesque, like a quiet blooming orchid, and her waist is like a weak willow supporting the wind, it is Chu Youran.

She seems to be passing by, she hasn't seen her for three years, and she has already practiced the Ninth Layer of Qi Great Perfection, and like Su Qingwei, she is about to build a foundation.

The monks around her whispered as if they had seen their own goddess.

"The Leisurely Fairy is really amazing once you see it, it should be the most beautiful female cultivator in the sect, right?"

"Who said it wasn't, he was kind and talented, and in just three years, he went from no cultivation to great perfection of Qi cultivation, which can be regarded as amazing."

"Yes, the other nuns are much more pale than her."

……

Chu Youran was following a handsome male cultivator in white, chatting with her enthusiastically, and the heat in his eyes was his admirer at a glance.

Su Qingwei knew this person, Wang Kun, the third disciple of the head of the sect, and he was already cultivating in the foundation building period.

She didn't want to pay attention to anything, but Chu Youran seemed to find her and walked straight towards her.

"I've seen Uncle Su, Uncle Luo." Chu stood leisurely and saluted the two of them.

Luo Hongyi turned her head to look at the sky, as if she hadn't noticed her. And Su Qingwei didn't squint, and both of them directly ignored it.

Chu Youran's fist in his sleeve tightened, and his face showed some frustration and innocence, which made Wang Kun feel distressed for a while.

He took a step forward and stopped Su Qingwei and the others.

"Senior Sister Youran saluted you, didn't you see it?" He asked.

Luo Hongyi pouted: "I never hear the voice of a slut." ”

Wang Kun was angry and pointed at her and said, "You ...... How could the Great Elder have such an ignorant granddaughter as you. ”

Luo Hongyi not only didn't get angry when she heard this, but covered her lips and smiled, and took a step closer to Wang Kun: "You can ask my grandfather in person!" ”

I promise I won't kill you.

The unique fragrance of the girl's body penetrated into Wang Kun's nose, making him can't help but beat faster, and then looking at Luo Hongyi's bright and moving face, especially the slightly affectionate peach blossom eyes, Wang Kun actually felt that his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak, just looked at Luo Hongyi stupidly.

Luo Hongyi mocked: "Senior brother, your sweetheart is looking at you in front of you, it's really interesting that you are so anxious with me." ”

Su Qingwei was speechless, Luo Hongyi had been taught a charm technique by a Yuan Infant Senior of the Hundred Flowers Sect. That senior still wanted to accept her as an apprentice, but was stopped by the Great Elder, feeling that the charm and double cultivation techniques of Baihuamen were not the mainstream avenue of the righteous path.

Luo Hongyi must have used this technique on that Wang Kun just now, and at the same time, she was also a little surprised, that spell must be unusual, with Luo Hongyi's strength of the eighth layer of Qi training, he could also briefly charm the foundation building period monk.

At this time, Wang Kun also came back to his senses, and immediately became extremely ashamed, and was busy explaining something to Chu Youran. Chu Youran only felt that the person in front of him was extremely disgusted, but it was a pity that he was the apprentice of the master, so he could only be vain and wronged. But he hated to death in his heart, he thought that Wang Kun could vent his anger for himself, but he lost such a big person in life.

Su Qingwei took away Luo Hongyi, who still wanted to watch the play, Chu Youran was not so easy to deal with, and there was a powerful remnant soul on his body, it would be bad if he gave them a secret plot or something.

She returned to the bamboo building and began to practice the talisman desperately again, and at the same time comprehended the Shui family inheritance passed on to her by Shui Qingyun. The Shui family's exercises are the trick of transforming water, and she doesn't plan to practice it. A monk can only practice one type of exercise, and her Tianyan Gong is enough.

What she practiced was a kind of auxiliary secret method of the Shui family, the Tianxia Xi Divine Finger, which was an extremely advanced fingering technique, because using it had a chance to trigger a double attack, but the corresponding spiritual power also needed twice as much, but there was no doubt that this was a particularly strong exercise. Under this secret method, the combat power will be multiplied, and if there is a critical moment, this secret method can save people's lives.

There are still two months left before the opening of the Fengtian Secret Realm, and Su Qingwei has also practiced this secret method for a while, and it is only today that it has been successful. After the secret state was opened, she felt that she was a lot stronger in every move, although there was only one move.

With this secret method, Su Qingwei's confidence has increased a lot. In the following time, she focused on the cultivation of the Qinglian Sword Technique. This set of swordsmanship is extremely mysterious, and with Tianyan Gong, it can emit an extremely faint wisp of chaotic sword qi when practicing the sword occasionally. What Su Qingwei had to do was to increase the probability of this chaotic sword qi appearing.

At the same time, the Qinglian Sword Technique has a total of nine layers and eighteen styles, and Su Qingwei has only comprehended the two styles of the first layer so far. They are the first type of "lotus meaning" and the second type of "vitality". This set of swordsmanship has particularly high requirements for the Dao, such as the first layer of entry, you need to comprehend the "power of vitality" before you can cultivate, and she has never been able to comprehend the second layer in the past three years, and she should need to cultivate in the foundation building period.

In the following days, except for occasionally accompanying Su Wenqing to water flowers and planting fields, Su Qingwei spent the rest of her time on cultivation.

And two months passed quickly, and this day was the day they set off for the Fengtian Secret Realm.