Qi Luck Gong?

These words shocked Xie Zhengliu.

After so many years in the cultivation realm, she naturally knew what the word "luck" meant. But the things she knew about luck were mysterious and mysterious, could it really be used for cultivation so easily?

That's what she thought, and that's what she asked.

Jing Feixing, who was asked, was silent for a moment and then said, "This kind of exercise harms others and benefits oneself, even if it looks beneficial to oneself in a short period of time, it will definitely leave a disaster for oneself in the long run." ”

"There is such a thing as luck, even the Heavenly Dao has to be weighed. You are not the way of heaven, do you dare to try to be the master of luck? Jing Feixing snorted coldly, "It's not that I'm alarmist, it won't be long before this girl will definitely pay the price for her presumptuousness today!" ”

Jing Feixing said seriously, as if he had foreseen Zhao Qingwu's sad future.

Xie Zhengliu listened quietly, and then said, "But Master, since you can see this point so clearly, would Sword Venerable not expect this result?" ”

Jing Feixing frowned suddenly, he also tasted something was wrong from Xie Zhengliu's questioning.

He himself could think of something wrong with his qi luck cultivation, Feng Qianhan, a madman who took one step and counted three steps, would not have thought of it?

If he thought of it, but didn't say it, and deliberately let his apprentice practice such exercises, then what did he want to do?

"Sss Jing Feixing took a breath, "I'm afraid this kid has something to do, we didn't expect it." ”

All three of them thought so, but they weren't stunned.

No matter what Feng Qianyan wants to do, as long as he hasn't become an immortal or ascended, he won't be able to come up with real tricks. If he really makes any trouble, let alone Hengtian Sect at that time, even the Punishment Evil Sect will not let him go.

After all, in front of the interests of the entire cultivation realm, a sword venerable is nothing.

……

In a cave hundreds of miles away from Hengtian Sect, Zhao Qingwu gritted his teeth and sprinkled the medicinal powder on his broken hand.

Her right hand was neatly severed, and her wrist was now empty, leaving only a blood-red patch.

It was wrapped in a clean cloth, and the cloth was instantly dyed red.

The Yuanying monk on the side looked at the gray stone in his hand, and knew that his companion must have died.

But he didn't care about being sad, and hurriedly looked at Zhao Qingwu and said: "If this matter fails, you must tell Jian Zun quickly, once those people find evidence that Chen Lou has dealings with Jian Zun, then the main sect of Hengtian Sect will definitely punish the evil sect for questioning!" ”

He wanted to urge a few more words, so he walked quickly to Zhao Qingwu's side.

It's just that before he could speak, Zhao Qingwu's other hand had already fallen on his shoulder.

The monk didn't know why, but just as he was about to ask something, he felt as if something very important to him was leaving him little by little.

Without waiting for him to savor this feeling carefully, Zhao Qingwu said: "Senior, don't worry, I have already sent the news back to the master." Shizun is also prepared for this result, even if they take Chen Lou to the Evil Sect to ask for guilt, there is no way to do anything to my master. ”

Zhao Qingwu's tone was very affirmative, which also made the male cultivator feel a little relieved.

He didn't think about the feeling just now, he just thought that he was wrong.

Three days later, Zhao Qingwu looked at this Yuanying Cultivator who had easily died at the hands of a sixth-order demon beast because he had lost his luck, but his mood did not improve by half a point.

Her hands didn't grow, and the luck she snatched from the male cultivator could only make her wounds heal quickly and stop bleeding.

But she is a disciple of Sword Venerable, if she doesn't have the hand to hold a sword, then what's the use of having a sword bone?

At this moment, Zhao Qingwu hated Xie Zhengliu, and his desire for the other party's death had never been stronger than at this moment.

But with her current ability, let alone killing Xie Zhengliu, even if she wants to hurt the other party, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

"It's really good luck, Xie Zhengliu, even if you take your sword bone, you can still learn the sword. Even if you cut off the ladder of cultivating immortals, you can find another way to worship the Hengtian Sect. Why are you so lucky? Zhao Qingwu couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that she is destined to have no way to kill Xie Zhengliu with her own ability, so she can only rely on the power of her master.

Zhao Qingwu quickly made up her mind, she came to Zhongzhong 3000 this time for training. Earlier, she also promised Feng Qianyan that she would cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage and rely on her own ability to win the qualification to enter the three thousand.

Feng Qianhan affirmed her on the surface, but privately gave her a token that passed through the teleportation array of the two realms, so that if she encountered an accident, she could go back early.

Originally, Zhao Qingwu thought that she would not use this token, but she didn't expect her to go back so soon.

The token was held tightly in her hand, and the image of Xie Zhengliu cutting off her right hand with a knife was still replaying in her mind.

Zhao Qingwu gritted her teeth, she would never let Xie Zhengliu go!

Zhao Qingwu here had already decided to go back to the Three Thousand Realm, and Feng Qianyan, who was in the Three Thousand Realm, also happened to receive bad news from his apprentice.

He frowned and read this news, and finally could only sigh helplessly: "Although I expected this result, I ......still didn't expect it" That Meng Fuwei would invite his master over to help.

Hearing this, the Dao boy who was standing on the side asked cautiously: "Sword Venerable, why is this troublesome, could it be that the young master is in trouble in the middle three thousand?" ”

The "young master" in his mouth was of course referring to Zhao Qingwu, although Dao Tong didn't know what this Zhao girl had to like Jian Zun except for a sword bone.

But it is undeniable that Zhao Qingwu is the most valued by him among all the disciples of Sword Venerable. Don't say anything else, just say that Jian Zun has said several times in front of everyone that he will hand over all the exercises he will give to this little apprentice.

also made it clear that in the future, he would hand over all his manpower to her.

Such a bright liking made the people under Feng Qianyan call Zhao Qingwu "Young Master".

But it's okay to listen to this, but if Zhao Qingwu's cultivation has not reached Yuanying, these respects in front of him are just pretending.

Hearing Dao Tong suddenly mention Zhao Qingwu, Feng Qianyan silently put away the communication talisman: "Yes, she has some trouble down there. I was still a child, I was bullied, and I could only cry and run back to see me. ”

"Oh, yes." Feng Qianhan seemed to suddenly think of something, "I remember that not long ago, we seemed to have a particularly good disciple in the peak, what is his name?" ”

Dao Tong searched for the information in his mind and immediately replied: "That person's name is Li Qingyu, he has average talent, but he has been a sword since he was a child. The swordsman is very good, and many disciples on our peak are not as good as him. ”

Feng Qianhan nodded when she heard this, as if she was very satisfied.

Seeing this, Dao Tong thought that Li Qingyu had unexpectedly received the appreciation of Jian Zun, and he was happy for this person.

Unexpectedly, in his reverent sword venerable, he was thinking about how to smoothly put Li Qingyu's hand on Zhao Qingwu's body.

How could a disciple of Sword Venerable not be able to use a sword?