In the garden, Jiang Ping and Jing Chuyan stood in front of the rockery.

"Whew!"

Jiang Ping stabbed out with a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced through the air and made a whistle sound, but no sword qi appeared, and the mountain stone not far from the tip of the sword did not move at all.

Jiang Ping embarrassedly withdrew Huangfeng and stood aside. "It's like this every time, but for some reason, the sword qi that can't be turned into spiritual energy can be spewed out from the tip of the sword, and it doesn't pose a threat to the monk at all. ”

Jing Chuyan shook her head and said to Jiang Ping, "You come with me." ”

Jiang Ping only knew that he was shallow and couldn't recognize his root cause, so he had to follow Jing Chuyan.

On the edge of Jade Lake.

Jiang Ping had a difference in his heart, why did he come here, he had been practicing swordsmanship here for more than a month, and he had not broken through, and he saw that Jing Chuyan had not spoken, and he was not good at asking.

Jing Chuyan flicked from the storage bag, an ordinary high-level flying sword appeared in her hand, she looked at Jiang Ping and said loudly: "This sword is a high-level magic weapon, it is not as good as your Huangfeng, and I use a similar aura as you, but you are optimistic!"

The opportunity was rare, Jiang Ping kept his eyes open, and his divine sense was used at the same time, staring at the appearance of the flying sword and the use of aura.

Jing Chuyan stood by the lake, her white dress showed her slender figure, looking forward to the brilliance, roaring like an orchid, holding a sharp long sword, curling like a fairy, and the sword in her hand added some chivalrous demeanor.

She clenched her sword, raised her arms, twisted her waist, and stabbed out with her eyes at the level of the sword.

A sword qi rushed out from the tip of the sword, and the sound of "duh!" pierced the sky, hit the surface of the water, and disappeared. There are no waves above the water, and no power is visible.

Jiang Ping blinked his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Uncle Shi, is this the power sword of the stabbing sword?"

Jing Chuyan turned her head and glanced at him, "You don't believe in the power of this sword?"

"I saw the sword qi, but it seems to be ......"

"It doesn't seem to have much power, usually when you point out, the aura can set off a lot of waves in the water, and this sword seems to be very ordinary, doesn't it?" Jing Chuyan saw through Jiang Ping's thoughts and asked calmly.

Jiang Ping showed embarrassment on his face, and secretly said in his heart, she must have a way to speak like this, but she didn't see it.

What Jiang Ping sees with his eyes is no different from what he does, first of all, he excludes the outside. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled what he had scanned in his divine sense, the aura was transformed in the sword body, the same as what he did, but the moment he stabbed out, his sword qi did not stab out as expected......

He scratched his head, but still couldn't see what the problem was.

Jing Chuyan rolled her eyes, she didn't know if Jiang Ping was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"Your mind follows the direction I just pierced, and there's a big rock there. ”

Jiang Ping followed the place where the sword qi disappeared just now, and really found a boulder in his divine sense, the boulder was covered with aquatic plants, but Jiang Ping's divine sense was clear, and he instantly found that this boulder was actually pierced by a sword, and a hole the size of a sword body appeared.

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, he knew why Jing Chuyan looked at him like that.

Silently piercing the boulder, if this hits a person? Jiang Ping knew that the Qi Refining Cultivator's body protection spirit shield would never be able to resist it.

Although he saw the boulder, he still didn't understand why it was so, and Jing Chuyan had no choice but to squat down and stab at the water on the lake.

"Smack!" The tip of the sword was stuck diagonally in the water, and part of the sword body smashed into the water, splashing small waves.

Before Jiang Ping could ask, she stretched out her hand and flicked it, the water surface was instantly calm, and she stabbed out another sword, but the sword was extremely stable, and the tip of the sword was inserted diagonally into the water, as if inserted into the air, and did not cause any reaction from the water.

Jiang Ping's eyes lit up, and he already knew it in his heart.

"I see, I see! I thought it was the wrong way I practiced the exercises, and the way the aura was transformed and the sword qi that was struck out was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be the wrong way for me to stab out. The reason why the sword is strong is that it is different from other swordsmanship is the exercise method and the way of striking out, not only the form but not the god as I thought at the beginning, but the fact is that there is a god and the form is insufficient......

Jiang Ping's heart was racing rapidly, and he demonstrated the power of the stabbing a hundred and ten times, and suddenly picked up the Huangfeng in his hand, and used the "Stabbing Sword Technique" exercise, and then stabbed out with a sword, as if this sword had been practiced thousands of times. Beans Literature Network

The sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, and did not produce any sound, and suddenly the void in front of it shook, "Bang," the sword qi swept above the water surface and made a monstrous splash, and many fish were turned over and floated on the water.

"Who is so bold and dares to be presumptuous in Qingle Palace!"

Many monks in Qingle Palace were attracted by the sound, and when they saw from a distance that it was the daughter of the ancestor and Jiang Ping, who could not be provoked, they all scattered one after another, and made up their minds that even if the two of them fell out, they would not come to see it.

Qingle Zhenren sat cross-legged in the cave, opened his eyes, and after scanning his divine sense, he closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

As the boss of Qingle Palace, he has a quick sense, and no one can compare to him.

Jing Chuyan's eyes lit up, and she secretly admired Jiang Ping's comprehension in her heart.

There is a Tao that cannot be passed lightly, and there is a Tao that may not be understood by anyone.

Jiang Ping is not, he has a strong comprehension, when he observed his sword just now, his mind was more focused on the use of aura and ignored the outside, causing Jiang Ping to see in the clouds, but after a demonstration, Jiang Ping immediately understood, this is the cultivation talent.

"What I cast is as feminine as a needle, your sword is wide open and sweeps thousands of jun together, which is more suitable for group combat, of course, you can split the sword qi into two and attack, the power is less, but it is more flexible, and it is easy to deal with low-level monks. ”

Low-level monks, for the foundation building period, are also low-level monks in the late stage of qi refining.

In the next two days, Jiang Ping slowly became familiar with the fire control technique and the power sword, and tried the flying needle technique and the power sword at the same time, and found that the consumption of the mind and divine consciousness increased, and it was not impossible to use it.

The flying needle technique is silent, and it is the best weapon for sneak attacks. And the sword is full of strength, the two complement each other, and there are really not many low-level monks who can stop it.

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Wufengling is a very strange place, it is a vast area, there are only low weeds all year round in a radius of dozens of miles, and no tall trees grow here. It is rumored that there were once two Yuanying Daoists here who fought desperately, razed the trees here to the ground, and never grew again, Yuanying Daoists shed blood here, and sometimes, some strange spiritual herbs and elixirs can grow here, plus the aura here is good, but it is a good elixir field.

It's a pity that these spiritual herbs and elixirs have disappeared since the Jindan Zhenren War, Jindan Zhenren is a valuable combat power for every sect, not only can fight for the sect, but also can cultivate a large number of disciples, even the Qingshi Sect cannot be easily lost.

In the battle between the two real people, the Yuanying Daoist intervened and did not allow the two to fight for their lives in the Cutting Monarch Terrace, so the two of them were hereby allowed to fight in the Windless Ridge. Under the supervision of Yuanying Daoren, one person won, and the other Jindan Zhenren was seriously injured and lost.

But the defeated Jin Dan Zhenren was not convinced, and challenged him twice, and finally defeated the other party.

But after three battles, the former paradise of elixir and spiritual grass has become a wasteland overgrown with weeds.

Yes, if it is not that they can't meet the requirements of the Killing Monarch Terrace with their lives, they will go to Wufengling to compete, and the competition between Xiang Jiangping and the flames will not be on the table, and the destructive power is not strong, so they can be anywhere.

Jiang Ping wanted to provoke a pulse with his own strength, and Jiang Shujing gave him the greatest respect and the most majestic occasion.

This matter has long been rumored, especially when one person challenges one vein, at this time, the windless ridge, the crowd is surging, there are various flying magic weapons floating in the sky, and countless monks are sitting on it, in groups of threes and threes, and there are many discussions.

"I think back then, this Windless Ridge non-foundation building monk couldn't compete here, but now it's good, Qi refining monks can compete at will, and in the future, Qi refining beginner monks can also come here to compete!" A fat monk sneered above a cloud of flying clouds.

This remark aroused the dissatisfaction of the monk with a hat on the flying sword not far away, "Hahaha, Wu Laosan, you really don't have a backache when you lie down and talk, and the cotton cloud flying magic weapon under your ass sleeps comfortably, although Jiang Ping is only in the late stage of qi refining, but he dares to challenge the first vein alone, and this is why he came to Wufengling! If you dare to challenge the first vein, not only will I not mock you, but I will also admire it very much! You can tell me, do you dare?"

The face of the fat monk who had spoken before became a little ugly, and he stopped talking stupidly.

"If a Qi Refining Cultivator can compete here, it can be regarded as a worthwhile life!" a blessed monk, with a shy belly, couldn't help but envy.

"Why should Senior Brother Cultivator sigh, as long as you work a little harder, it will not be difficult for the spirit of the aura to sprout. Next to the Fa Fu monk, a middle-aged monk explained. He drank a little wine and enjoyed it.

Monk Fa Fu looked at the middle-aged monk with envy, "Senior Brother Xu, why are you so powerful, I remember that a few months ago, Senior Brother didn't even have a trace of greenery in his eyes, how could he make the spiritual spirit grow three leaves so quickly in just a few months?"

The middle-aged monk who was drinking looked stunned, and his eyes rolled slightly, "Senior brother, senior brother only got it by chance, our monks in the late stage of Qi refining want to grow buds, it is really difficult, you look at this place, there are no less than hundreds of monks in the late stage of Qi refining, and a few of them can cultivate into foundation building monks." ”

Monk Fa Fu turned his head and looked around, and found that there were more than a thousand people here, not only in the late stage of Qi refining, but also in the early and middle stages of Qi refining.

For them, this is a rare opportunity.