Chapter 15: Sleep Builds the Foundation
Qian held the huge wild boar stick bone in his nine hands, stood up and asked, "Have you made an appointment with the Huayang Daoist?
Zhang Jingchen was taken aback when he boarded, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Xiao has fought with Huayang Daoist?"
"That's right. Qian Yongjiu was a little puzzled: "Do you know him? Huayang, this old guy is quite good-looking, but he is a parallel import, and he can't even catch my sword!"
The teachers and nephews were silent.
That old way is not water, the monk who built the peak of the foundation is here-he can't take your sword?
No matter how talented you are, you're just a Qi refining monk......
Zhang Jingchen hurriedly added: "The sect masters of the thirty-two sects are all parallel goods, and none of them can fight. Uncle Junior, it's not a big deal if you win them, don't be proud. ”
The crowd hid their faces. I don't have ears to hear this!
Coincidentally, Ye Zhiqiu, who had already entered the mountain gate, listened to these words word for word, and immediately said angrily: "Parallel goods?
Before Zhang Jingchen could speak, Qian Yongjiu retorted: "You are so shallow, how ethereal is the road to immortality, what is poverty? Isn't cultivation the first priority to comprehend the way of heaven and cultivate longevity and freedom? If you want to talk about wealth and pleasure, you should go down the mountain early and go to the mortal world to be a justice of the peace and a rich man? You eat and drink well every day, and how fast your wife and concubine are!"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. He couldn't deny that Qianyongjiu's argument made sense. There is even a sense of disobedience.
He looked at Qianyongjiu: I saw that this person was seven feet tall, handsome, extremely beautiful, and even more unbelievable, which made the faint treasure light flow under the skin, and the fluctuating true yuan pressure on his body was extremely terrifying!
But in the induction, he was obviously just refining qi and consummation, not even building a foundation!
He looked at Qianyongjiu, and Qianyongjiu was also looking at him.
Ye Zhiqiu looked extremely young, with a face like a teenager, a white robe fluttering in the wind, a sword box behind his back, and two sword hilts over his shoulders.
The appearance is simply first-class handsome, but if the idols of the previous life are compared to it, it is simply a puddle of filthy mud.
In addition, this person's surname is Ye Zhiqiu, and he simply has a bit of a protagonist.
Qian Yongjiu looked at it for a long time, "It's handsome." ”
Qiu Xiaozhou nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, Sect Master Ye is the first beautiful man of the thirty-two sects!"
Qian Yongjiu turned his head to look at her, "How does it compare to me?"
"It's different, it's different. Uncle Xiao was naturally born extremely beautiful, but compared to Sect Master Ye, he was a little less heroic. ”
The teachers and nephews were silent again.
What is the origin of this little uncle? How can any immortal cultivator care about his appearance? No matter how ugly you are, you can improve your appearance when you build a foundation...... Although it doesn't change into a person, it can always make yourself better-looking, and you care about beauty and ugliness!
Qian Yongjiu was a little unhappy, "Xiaozhou, do you mean that Uncle Shi has some sissies?"
"I don't know what a sissy means, but I guess. Qiu Xiaozhou smiled and said, "Sect Master Ye is very powerful! According to legend, he is the closest one to the Condensing Void Pill among the thirty-two sects!
"One hundred and twenty years have not yet cultivated the Golden Pill?"
Qian Yongjiu frowned, turned his head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu: "Sect Master Ye, your progress is a little slow. I've only been cultivating for four or five days, and I'm about to catch up with you. ”
If it weren't for the maintenance of the majesty of the master of a sect, Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood-what kind of ghosts are the Endless Sword Sect! Sure enough, the name is not wrong, they are all a group of unintentional fools!
"It's useless to talk more, dry use nine, draw your sword!"
"You can't beat me. Give it up. ”
"I'll give you three moves!"
"Really?"
"My generation cultivates real people, and it is difficult to chase after a horse!"
"Look, I'm coming!"
Dry with nine draw the sword, step, electric light explosion.
Then, Ye Zhiqiu stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand and was stunned.
He saw Qian draw his sword with nine, and even he saw that Qian used nine to cut out a phantom in an instant, and he didn't know how many times he slashed directly off his sword.
Lin Ling Sword.
The treasure of the Seven Shows Zhenzong.
Among the four-level magic weapons of spirit, law, heaven, and dao, the magic weapon-level immortal sword was instantly cut off by one of his mortal swords. Ye Zhiqiu's pain was simply heartbreaking-Qixiu was richer, and that was only compared to the poor ghosts of the Thirty-two Sects.
In fact, he could clearly see that Qianyongjiu's movements were already a lot higher than the strength of Huayang Daoren. But, the problem is that just because the eyes see it doesn't mean that the body can keep up.
"That's it?" Qian Yongjiu frowned, "You are not much higher than the Huayang Dao people." ”
"With one sword you just had, at least three sword intents are superimposed and rotated. Moreover, the moment you made your move, I sensed a terrifying True Yuan fluctuation that was not inferior to that of the Void Dan Cultivator. ”
Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Dry Yongjiu, I remember you." Heartless Sword Sect, I remember you!Righteous Path Cultivator, why hide your head and hide your strength like this!A year later, above the thirty-two sects, I will definitely cultivate to the Void Pill and crush you!!"
After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu left a cold snort, and the imperial envoy short sword Lin Ling volleyed away.
"Ye Zhiqiu-you're too blind, aren't you!Where can you tell that I'm from a Void Dan Cultivator!" Qian Yongjiu looked at his distant figure and shouted, "Parallel goods! You can't even beat a Qi Refining Cultivator!"
Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu's figure flickered slightly in mid-air, and after a slight pause, he sped away at a faster speed.
Qian Yongjiu turned around, only to see the seven teachers and nephews poking in place like statues.
They just couldn't figure it out.
Uncle Xiao won.
A sword.
That Ye Zhiqiu was the top figure among the thirty-two sects.
Just a sword?
He's only been cultivating for a few days!
Qian Yongjiu sighed: "The foundation building monk is really still too weak, it seems that I have to cultivate the golden pill as soon as possible." ”
"Don't be impatient. Zhang Jingchen hurriedly spoke: "The reason why our Heartless Sword Sect is the strongest of the thirty-two sects is nothing more than adhering to the creed of building a solid foundation. ”
Thirty-two sects are the strongest?
served.
Don't dare to say anything else, senior brother, you must be the strongest in the thirty-two sects.
The juniors complained silently, but they had to listen if they couldn't listen to it.
"So, Uncle Junior, don't be in a hurry to build a foundation. You must wait until there is no refining and build a foundation in your sleep. Zhang Jingchen looked extremely sincere, "We all came here like this." ”
God steps on the horse and sleeps to build a foundation!
There is a legend, who has seen it in reality!!
Dry with nine but take it seriously. He looked enlightened: "I understand." The so-called essence overflows, and the water comes naturally, which is the highest state. Senior nephew, if you say this, Uncle Xiao will understand your hard work. ”
"Hmm. Zhang Jingchen nodded, with a comforting look of old arms: "Little uncle, do your homework today......"
"You don't have to pass on new homework first. Uncle Shi, I plan to consolidate and consolidate again, and strive to build a foundation in three days. ”
You're serious!
How dare you say that you can do it in three days!
Everyone secretly gave Zhang Jingchen a thumbs up: The Heartless Sword Sect has you as the head of the sect, just with this shamelessness, why worry about not succeeding in a big deal!