"It's amazing! Is this the method of the immortal master, today is really an eye-opener. A certain Taoist boy gasped and whispered to his companion.

"But no! The boy with clear eyebrows and white face in the stand, the flying sword is so fast! Accurate! I didn't expect to have such magical powers at such a young age, it's just a shame and terrifying!" said another young handyman with envy on his face.

"You kid really don't know who he is, do you know who he is?"

"Who is it?"

The young man on the left seemed to be more accommodating, and when he saw the young handyman's puzzled expression, he chuckled and replied for him: "His name is Qi Jinchan, and he is the beloved son of the head of the Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi Zhenren in his previous life. ”

"No wonder! It turned out to be the beloved son of the real person in charge, no wonder he was so powerful at such a young age, he was really a tiger father without a dog!" The young handyman touched his head after hearing this, and put on a look like this.

"The cultivation of the women who are enemies with him is not bad, they have been fighting for so long, and they have not fallen behind at all, it seems that there is still a lot of strength left!"

"Well, her name is Zhou Qingyun, and she is the beloved disciple of Master Fan Xia, it is said that Master Fan Xia has a double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, and his means are mysterious, and it is not surprising that his closed disciples have this ability. ”

"It looks like the first place in this festival is going to fall on the two of them. ”

"Who can say for sure until the end! Let's stop shouting, let's keep watching!"

"Yes, don't say it, it's more important to look at the fight, every ten years, I missed this village but there is no such store, I don't know who can win the first, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Han Cheng was attracted by their conversation, and also listened a little, knowing that the men and women fighting on the stage were Qi Jinchan and Zhou Qingyun.

Han Cheng is naturally no stranger to these two people, in the original work, both of them are immortal roots and fairy bones, and they have a deep relationship with the seeds of cultivation, Zhou Qingyun is a cloud in the prediction of "My Dao Daxing, Sanying and Eryun" before the real person of Changmei ascended, although Qi Jincian is not in the list of Sanying and Eryun, in view of the special identity, he is still one of the key figures in Emei Daxing.

How these two people fight, Han Cheng is still very curious, and his eyes involuntarily fall on the fighting platform.

On the stage, Qi Jincia manipulated the Mandarin Duck Thunderbolt Sword in the air, making it like a dragon, between the stabs, fast and accurate, while controlling the flying sword, he also recited the spell silently from time to time, borrowing a trace of thunder, and the power of wind and fire to help.

Zhou Qingyun was not to be outdone, he sacrificed the purple cloud flying sword, fighting back and forth, seeing the moves, the purple halo on the sword body flowed, and the sword was uncertain, reflecting her like a nine-day fairy.

Han Cheng watched it for a long time, and it really opened his eyes, all kinds of wonderful spells, unpredictable sword skills, and secretly sighed that the means of channeling the god realm were indeed not comparable to rookies in the Qi training period.

However, he has experienced many life and death tests and still sees a flaw in it, when the two of them fight, most of the time they stand in place like a stake, concentrating on manipulating the flying sword to meet the enemy, completely ignoring the role of fists and feet and hand-to-hand combat, such a method of combat is too rigid, once it is attacked by someone closely, it will fall into a very dangerous and passive situation.

Not to mention what Han Cheng thought in his heart, his friend Wang Cong on the side was completely intoxicated by the wonderful splendor of the immortal family's spells, and he was fascinated by it.

"One day, if I can also become an immortal master with great powers, it would be great!" Wang Cong's face was envious, and the corners of his mouth were about to flow out.

Han Cheng saw it in his eyes, smiled bitterly and shook his head, the Immortal Dao is ruthless, not everyone has the opportunity to enter the Dao.

It is himself, even if he has a prophetic plug-in, along the way, he still can't help but stumble, and he has survived several times before he can be in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and there is still a distance beyond reach from entering the Dao and passing the gods, let alone him.

The fighting competition lasted for a whole day before it ended, and the top three were Qi Jinchan, Zhou Qingyun, and Yu Yingnan, who were the final finale elites.

There is a prophecy of Changmei Zhenren, the three of them have been the focus of Emei's cultivation since they started, and the cultivation resources are tilted, and all kinds of elixirs are used on them without hesitation.

In addition, the top-level exercise inheritance and scattered immortals, and even the elders of the earth immortal level are hand-in-hand guidance and training. In less than ten years, they have entered the Tao, and they have all advanced to the realm of Tongshen, becoming the envy of everyone Sword Immortal, and it is not unpleasant to enter the realm!

Compared with the other new disciples, it is much worse, whether it is cultivation or treatment.

When the end of the fight was about to end, the hundred and ten Taoist miscellaneous servants who were watching on the side were still a little hesitant, and when they went down the mountain, many people still had a trace of regret on their faces, and most of them were smiling and excited.

Undoubtedly, this rare experience will become their capital to brag about for a long time.

At the foot of the mountain, Han Cheng and Wang Cong and others went to the dining hall to receive dinner, and after dinner, they parted ways with each other.

In the next few days, Han Cheng eavesdropped and practiced secretly as usual.

He firmly believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness, and since he secretly learned the true biography of Emei, he has been trembling and hiding hard, and practicing diligently on the other hand, in order to win that hard-won opportunity to enter the Tao.

It's a pity that although the practice is diligent, the progress of cultivation is extremely slow, during which he also took a few purple fruits one after another, the effect is not as good as before, the physical qualification has improved and strengthened a lot, the true qi in the dantian is still the same, even if it increases, it is extremely limited, and the dantian even has a faint swelling pain, obviously whether it is the strength of the physical body or the capacity of the true qi, it has reached a limit.

Han Cheng knew that this was a manifestation of the early stage of Qi training, and wanted to go further, advance to the middle stage of Qi training, and impact the Twelve Righteous Classics, relying only on the moves of the Five Fowl Fist was useless, and he needed to correspond to the heart method to assist in impacting the meridians to further strengthen the True Qi.

If there are still traces of the moves, you can steal one or two, the mental method only needs a formula, carry the true qi, and practice in the body, for this kind of invisible and intangible things, no matter how good Rao is Han Cheng's memory, no matter how strong his imitation ability is, if he can't see the formula, he can only catch the blind, even if he is lucky enough to overhear one or two, no one explains and analyzes, it is useless.