"You are more well-behaved than Lu Yuqin, I have to save some face for you. Look, isn't your face okay?"

Lu Shi'an nodded hurriedly, "Thank you Lu Daoyou's men for their mercy." ”

Qianyue nodded with satisfaction, "The son can be taught." ”

Immediately, she urged her spiritual power, and the red light of the Youyang Knife flashed, and the trapped array disappeared.

Lu Shi'an was afraid that she would regret it, so when the trapped array disappeared, he rolled out of the fighting platform.

"Hey, this is leaving?"

Rong Qizhen smiled, "It seems that Lu Xiaoyou is not lightly scared by you." ”

Others may not be able to see clearly, he is sitting on the top of the fighting platform, but Lu Shi'an's panic can be seen clearly.

The Yang family is amazing, there is a Yang Chiqing, and there is Yang Qianyue.

In time, I'm afraid it's going to come back.

Yang Qianyue won the first game. Liruo Zen Master announced loudly.

Qianyue walked back to the edge of the cliff along the pumice stone road, feeling the baptism of eyes from all directions, calm to the extreme.

She always returned to the crowd with a light smile.

"Sister Sixteen has worked hard. ”

Qianyue raised her eyes to see that Yang Chiqing's clothes were blown by the mountain wind, and her unparalleled posture could not be seen clearly, only those eyes were like the first snow melting to reveal a little warmth.

Even after many years, she still remembers it vividly.

"It's really hard, the two of the Lu family are disobedient, and I'm so tired of beating. Qianyue said with a grin.

"Naughty. Yang Chiqing chuckled, tickling her heart like a feather.

"Qianyue, you are too powerful!" Yang Qianqi was the most cheering, hugging her and shouting loudly.

The people around him also congratulated one after another, and even Yang Chiyu rarely smiled, "It's not bad." ”

The joy of winning the battle infected the entire Yang family, and no one noticed that Ji Ling's face was gloomy.

After Qian Yue finished trying, she quietly looked around.

The location of the three Jindan is on the top of the mountain, far away from the crowd. What's more troublesome is that the Yang family Zhuji sits on the way out of the cliff, as if to prevent accidents.

Alas...... You'll have to wait for something to run.

At noon on the second day, Yang Chiyu wore purple clothes and landed on the fighting platform on the pumice stone road. The mountain wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and the indifference on the young man's face softened a little.

Yang Chiyu used a long sword, which was said to be a cold ice mine taken by the Great Elder from the Far North, and was entrusted to a real person to tailor it.

That day and the demon cultivator was entangled, Qianyue only cared about the fighting method but didn't have time to take a closer look.

Today, I saw that it was a good sword.

The condensing water sword is silver-white, there is no decoration on the sword, and the hilt is polished with green jade, engraved with auspicious cloud patterns, which is very handy.

Qian Yue knew that after the Condensing Water Sword was injected with spiritual power, there were spiritual patterns shining all over the body, which could suppress the opponent's spiritual power.

Yang Chiyu is the spiritual root of water and wood, and he has the water condensing sword, if there is divine help.

Fighting with him was a male cultivator of the Pei family, Pei Yuanfeng.

This son is weaker than the crown, and his body is thin, like a bamboo in the forest, swaying in the wind. His appearance is very delicate, like a scholar rushing to take the exam in the ordinary, with a little shyness in his smile.

Compared with Yang Chiyu's cold face, it is obviously much more pleasing.

"In Xia Pei Yuanfeng, I have seen Yang Daoyou. ”

Yang Chiyu returned the salute and held the sword flower in his hand.

Pei Yuanfeng's magic weapon is a wolf pen, the barrel is ink-colored, and the hao hair is made of the tail tip of the second-order two-tailed tiger.

The wolf's pen flashed, and the sword wind was already in front of him.

The defensive light shield shone brightly, and the thin figure flew back on the side, and the toes were like dragonflies dotting water, and the end was elegant.

The person stood still, and with a stroke of the pen, the heavy earth spiritual power swayed out from the tip of the pen, like bright colored ink, drawing a stroke of "sleepy" in the air.

The tip of Yang Chiyu's sword trembled slightly, and he retreated to the edge of the fighting platform, and the whistling sword wind swept across the platform, and the hurricane swept across the platform.

Looking at the degree of flying clothes of the two, if it weren't for the formation on the stage, I'm afraid the spectators on the cliff would not be spared.

The word "sleepy" in capital letters tore and struggled in the hurricane, and gradually shattered.

The condensing water sword flashed, and the rich water aura pointed directly at the center of the hurricane, and the word "sleepy" was like yellow mud, and the stream eventually became mud.

Pei Yuanfeng frowned and raised his eyes, the wolf pen turned sharply and brushed in circles, and dozens of earth thorns flew away with the sound of breaking the air.

Yang Chiyu flashed half of the fighting platform, and with a split of the horizontal sword, the sword wind drew half an arc, knocking down most of the earth thorns.

I saw him standing with his sword in his hand, his hands quickly pinching the trick, and the green was spread out picturesquely.

The earth thorns are submerged in the painting, turning into aura and dissipating. With a wave of his long sleeves, the condensing sword and sword wind swept away, and it was useless to let the other party condense the word "sleepy".

With a sword up, Pei Yuanfeng had already landed under the fighting platform.

On the cliff, Qianyue couldn't help but marvel, Yang Chiyu has grown a lot in the past six months!

The sky was dark on the fighting platform, and when Yang Chiyu won the fourth competition, the sun had been out for a long time.

On the last day of the Qi training competition, Yang Chiqing was full of spirit and stood on the fighting platform with his sword.

After three games, he still looks gentle and proud, even if the corners of his clothes are torn, he has not lost half of his luxury.

Qianyue has seen many geniuses, all of whom have outstanding qualifications and first-class strength.

But Yang Chiqing's performance still amazed her, and that kind of fighting intent that was not afraid of death was like a natural strongman, which made people involuntarily want to surrender.

"I have heard that Young Master Yang's sword aura is superb, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name. Under Pei Yuanbing, please ask Taoist friends to teach. ”

In the past few days, Qianyue has listened to some secrets of the three families one after another.

It is said to be a secret, but everyone knows it.

For example, Pei Yuanbing is a single water spirit root, the most prestigious genius of the Pei family.

Speaking of which, the water spirit root has a mild nature, and there are even many monks in the outside world who use it as a furnace to cultivate.

Qianyue didn't hear anyone mention it, guessing that this world should not know about it.

Although the single water spiritual root cultivator advanced quickly, he did not have the help of good exercises, and his fighting strength was far inferior to that of other spiritual roots.

I don't know where the Pei family elders came from, but they actually spawned Pei Yuanbing's spiritual root into an ice spiritual root, which is consistent with his name.

Although the mutated spirit root that was created was not as powerful as it was innate, it was much stronger than the attack spell of the water spirit root.

Many people also called her spiritual root a half-ice spiritual root.

Qian Yue looked at Pei Yuanbing's cold breath, his skin was snowy, clear as ice, and he really looked like an ice spirit root.

Thinking about it, at the age of twenty, it was not easy for her to cultivate to the Great Perfection.

The cultivation of immortal cultivation and demon cultivation are the same, and the highest cultivation in the golden bottle realm is Yuanying, and below is Jindan, foundation building, and qi training. Upward, it induces the thunder tribulation, and after the spiritual world falls to receive the light, the sun soars. Of course, to cultivate to this realm, it will only be two or three in 10,000 years.

More monks are struggling in the stage of qi cultivation and foundation building, exhausting their longevity and feeling the ruthlessness of the Great Dao.

As the existence of the lowest level in the cultivation realm, Qi cultivation cultivators naturally have a large number of people, and they are spread throughout the entire cultivation realm according to the low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and Great Perfection of Qi cultivation.

Every third layer is called a small realm, and Qianyue is now the cultivation of the rear layer of Qi cultivation.

And the ten layers of Qi training for the two people on the stage are also called the Great Perfection of Qi Training. When the spiritual power in the dantian turns into liquid, you can break through the foundation and truly cross the threshold of cultivation.