He examined it from head to toe, and his mind checked it again from the inside out, but found nothing abnormal.

"Could it be that the ancestor didn't poison me at all?" Xu Deli muttered to himself, and when he was not at ease, he took another handful of the antidote pills in the storage bag, and then he was relieved.

"It's good that everything is working properly. I knew that I hadn't been poisoned, so why should I go back to Qingshimen! But the rich are in danger, not to mention their lives, and they also got a Soul Fixing Pill! There is a way that the three leaves are easy to obtain, but the Soul Fixing Pill is hard to find!"

Seeing her attitude, Qiu Di didn't dare to stay longer, so he found a reason to leave.

"Have you cultivated your stabbing technique?" Jing Chuyan asked angrily.

Jiang Ping was stunned when he saw Jing Chuyan, "Why did she wear a scarf again?"

Jiang Ping didn't know where Jing Chuyan lived, so he found Qiu Di, after all, Qiu Di was the little housekeeper of Qingle Palace, and it was impossible for the daughter of the lord of Qingle Palace to live.

Jiang Ping was depressed, so he had to ask to see Jing Chuyan and invite her to sit for him. As for the other teachers, Jiang Ping never thought about it. Among the peers, it is enough to count Jiang Tong.

Jiang Ping couldn't figure it out, he did exactly what was pointed out in the book, but it was always unsatisfactory. Sometimes it's like practicing calligraphy, the teacher gave the calligraphy and brush, and after taking it, according to the cat and the tiger, although there is a font but the meaning is completely different, others can become calligraphers, and their own writing can never be on the table.

"The stabbing sword technique has never been cultivated, this sword of strength is almost a little bit after all, it is stylish but godless, and it can't even reach the power of an ordinary sword. I can't do it at all, the sword in the book will stab, the void will shake, and the enemy will be destroyed! But what's the difference?"

More than a month later, only three days away from the test period, Jiang Ping stopped practicing stabbing swordsmanship, he had been practicing fire control and stabbing swordsmanship by the Jade Lake for a long time in the past two months, after the last cultivation incident, no one dared to disturb him.

Among the eight thousand spirit stones, Jiang Ping never said that there were four thousand spirit stones on Jiang Tong, Jiang Ping took this danger on his shoulders, and protected Jiang Tong behind, Jiang Tong went out, but no one would have their minds on him.

This time, Jiang Ping blocked the humiliation of Huo Yan and others for him, he had to think about himself, and he was unwilling to live under Jiang Ping's wings, only when he became stronger and his mind matured, could he help his senior brother.

He had a miserable life, his parents died when he was young, and he was found by his grandfather when he was wandering, and brought to Qingshimen, and then met Jiang Ping, the senior brother he admired. But in the future, he will get together less and leave more with his senior brother, and his master Wang Ming will not be in the door for a long time, which will cause his character to be a little extreme, but his kindness has never been lost. Jiang Ping was easily persuaded and turned back.

Jiang Tong's eyes looking at Jiang Ping were resolute and resolute.

Just watched from a distance, "Senior brother, my uninterrupted cultivation has refined all the pills you gave me, and I have also been to the Divine Mountain many times, I think the divine body has made great progress, I think it is time to break through the late stage of Qi refining at this time, and after the cultivation is consolidated, I will also take the task to travel outside, and when I return, I will definitely come to find Senior Brother to make amends." ”

He didn't know that Jiang Tong had been to Qingle Palace, and he didn't bother when he saw that Jiang Ping was cultivating seriously.

Jiang Ping muttered, his mind was nothing else, and he cultivated quietly.

"Sword!"

At this time, just a month had passed, and there were still nearly two months to go, and Jiang Ping calmed down and practiced "Stabbing Sword Technique".

Jiang Ping learned a few simple attack methods from "Fire Control Technique" and practiced it a few times, but he never participated in actual combat, and the effectiveness remains to be verified.

The nine lark firebirds snapped their wings and fell from the sky, turning into a ball of flame, and there was no trace of spirit anymore. And the four crows were not injured at all, fluttering and flying, Jiang Ping had no choice but to withdraw them into his body.

Both are formed by fire, and the flames that erupt from each other do not hurt each other, but instead attack with sharp claws and wings. To Jiang Ping's surprise, the four crows actually crushed the nine lark firebirds.

The four crows grew wings and whistled towards the lark, and the lark was clever and formed a pair in pairs, one fought against the crow, and the other surrounded the two and waited for the opportunity to attack the crow.

And the crows are even more ruthless, they can only conjure up eight, Jiang Ping carefully compared the two with the same volume, why the lark firebird can be kept at eighteen and the crow is eight, he turned both at the same time.

Jiang Ping next turned the lark firebird out, and the consumption of the lark firebird was obviously much greater than that of the hummingbird, and finally it was accurate to eighteen.

Jiang Ping would never allow himself to have no aura in his body, putting himself in a situation where he could not resist, he tried a hundred, eighty, sixty, and finally to forty-eight, and the aura drawn from the spirit stone could just offset the consumption of the hummingbird's aura.

Then, Jiang Ping conjured up hummingbirds one by one, and with all his might, he turned into one hundred and twenty-four, but he could only keep it for two hours, and the spiritual energy in his body was about to be exhausted.

Jiang Ping stared at the two hummingbirds of the same size, and his heart moved, and they suddenly turned into fierce flames again, and Jiang Ping could easily sense the blazing temperature in them.

Knowing this, Jiang Ping gave up his curiosity. Through his efforts, he succeeded in transforming a small hummingbird into a new one.

Jiang Ping curiously summoned it to the side, and after careful observation, he found that this was a hummingbird turned into his own aura, with his own spirit, although the spirit was extremely weak, but it could also perceive that it was its matriarchal source, and its breath was similar, of course, it would be intimate with itself.

He suddenly discovered that this little hummingbird, it actually had its own spirit, but the spirit was limited, and it was not as good as ordinary mortal pigs and dogs. But Jiang Ping felt in his heart that it was actually intimate with himself.

Jiang Ping tried again and again to turn the flame into a hummingbird, and finally succeeded in turning into a small hummingbird in the tenth.

Leng Yun's face did not move, his heart was full of disdain, although he was Yuan Zhenren's own grandson, he rarely heard the truth from Yuan Zhenren's mouth, since he didn't say it, he didn't ask, he asked for the "Gasification Essence", found a task casually, and went out of the mountain to 'practice'.

Only then did Yuan Zhenren say with a straight face: "There are too many monks in the late stage of Qi refining stuck in the bluestone gate! If this method can be spread, it will also be a good thing for the bluestone gate." I don't know if my hard work can be appreciated by the predecessors of Qingshimen. ”

Leng Yun smiled coldly, obviously disagreeing with this answer.

Yuan Zhenren smiled, the smile on his face was very weird: "I don't keep him, how can you take the initiative to talk to me easily?"

"Then why did you leave Xu Deli behind?" Leng Yun glanced at his grandfather, he was also very curious.

Yuan Zhenren, who had a childish face, frowned, how could he not know these things, "Over the years, I have cultivated a lot of young people with alchemy talent, even if the Qingshi Gate is too ugly, I will not embarrass you, otherwise, how can other people serve him Qingshi Gate!"

"Have you killed fewer monks over the years? You really don't know when you are a bluestone gate? If it weren't for your talent for alchemy, and it depends on you to provide pills for the door, how could the bluestone gate allow you to be a true person at this time? If my guess is right, once you ascend to immortal, the bluestone gate should liquidate your descendants and apprentices. ”

The old man glanced at the young man, "Leng Yun, do you think your grandfather is such a cold-blooded person?"

In the turquoise cave, a young man with two strands of silver hair on his forehead walked up to the old man, "You won't kill him?"

......

Jiang Ping knew that she was not really angry, and replied with a grin: "The disciple is dull, and he has not yet cultivated. ”

Jing Chuyan glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth raised to the side: "I know, how can you be a fool to cultivate easily, you can stab me, and I'll give you some pointers." ”

Jiang Ping was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly used the first sword of the stabbing technique, the 'Power Sword'.