"Boundless Valley?" Qian Yang was taken aback, he had just dealt with those red robes a few days ago, but he didn't expect to hear this name again today.

"Well, it's the Infinite Valley. Xiaoguo nodded.

"What is the relationship between the Infinite Valley and the Divine Measuring Palace?" Qian Yang asked in surprise.

"It doesn't seem to matter, if there is, the sect won't let them open a sect there!" Tang Xiaoguo didn't seem to know very well.

"Then the establishment of the Infinite Valley is after the Divine Measurement Palace?" Qian Yang faintly felt that this matter was a little strange.

"I seem to have seen in the records of the sect that after the Shenliang Palace was completely eradicated, within a few years, several monks from afar took a fancy to that valley and wanted to establish a sect there. It seems that he also came to my Qingling Sect to worship the mountain, and only after getting the tacit approval of the sect did he establish a sect there, and used the name of the valley as the name of the sect. Tang Xiaoguo was not very interested in this topic, and turned the direction as he spoke: "Why do you always say those nasty red robes, I'm telling you about the Grinding Sword Hall!"

"Oh!" Qian Yang was still a little stunned: "It's a good thing for the fat man to go to the Sword Grinding Hall, right?"

Tang Xiaoguo rolled his eyes: "Of course it's a good thing, you don't know how rich the resources of the Grinding Sword Hall are open to the disciples in the hall, not to mention the pills needed for cultivation, the spells there alone are far from being comparable to those big road goods in the Library Pavilion." ”

Qian Yang saw that Tang Xiaoguo mentioned the Grinding Sword Hall as if he was on the string, so he found a piece of bluestone on the side of the road and sat down, and concentrated on chatting: "You just said that the three hundred yellow robes of the Grinding Sword Hall should all be the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, right?

Tang Xiaoguo's words are strong: "The fat man has achieved the body of the earth source by taking the earth source fruit, and the future is limitless." Naturally, the sect would not let him wander outside, and the Sword Grinding Hall was the most suitable place to cultivate disciples. ”

"But I'm afraid it will take many years until the fat man reaches the foundation building consummation!" Thinking of the fat man, he thought of himself, the foundation building is still a little far away for Qian Yang, and the foundation building consummation is even more unattainable.

"You don't need to build a foundation to complete it! Today's Sword Grinding Hall is no longer at its peak. Although the power of the Qingling Sect has not diminished, the actual combat power has long been much worse than before, and my father is often worried about this matter. As long as the current Sword Grinding Hall has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, plus a little means, it can easily squeeze into the top three hundred. With the fat man's current qualifications, coupled with the resource cultivation of the sect, it will not take a few years to emerge. ”

"That's really good, but how rich are the resources that the Grinding Sword Hall can provide?Will the fat man build a foundation soon?" Qian Yang was a little curious.

Xiaoguo frowned slightly: "It's not easy to say now, in recent years, the income of the sect has decreased sharply, and the investment has naturally decreased. Moreover, there are other halls competing for resources with the Grinding Sword Hall, and the internal competition in the Grinding Sword Hall is also quite fierce, but no matter how you say it, it is much better than being in the outer gate!"

This is the first time since Qian Yang entered the sect that he has heard people talk about trivial matters in the sect, which seem to be far away from him, and faintly close to him.

"That's right!" Tang Xiaoguo suddenly remembered something again: "There is also a disciple who was the same as you who also joined the Sword Grinding Hall earlier.

"Ah, at the same time as me?" Qian Yang's mind flashed with a childish but imposing face.

"Chu Nan?" Qian Yang looked at Tang Xiaoguo.

Tang Xiaoguo shook his head: "I can't remember the name, I just heard that his talent is extraordinary, and the aura in his body is extremely condensed, and he is naturally a good hand suitable for fighting." ”

"It must be him. Qian Yang remembered the boy who had far surpassed everyone else in the entrance assessment, and he did have the posture of a dragon and a phoenix.

My juniors and disciples in the same period have found their own paths, and I shouldn't be a senior brother anymore!

It's time to improve yourself! Thinking of this, Qian Yang had no intention of chatting with Xiaoguo anymore, so he hurriedly said goodbye and returned to his cabin, which made Miss Tang unhappy.

Qian Yang leaned on the corner of the bed, his right hand supporting his cheeks, his eyes slightly closed, and he looked like he was napping. He always habitually poses this pose when he is concentrating on his thoughts.

This lay down for a long time, Qian Yang's face was relaxed, but his thoughts kept surging, and a plan for the future gradually became clear in his mind.

Qian Yang has just entered the sixth layer of qi refining now, and it is unlikely that his cultivation will be improved in a short period of time, but there may be a very large space for the improvement of combat power, and it is only possible because he is not sure whether his idea is feasible.

Qian Yang lifted the hem of his clothes, and the whole person instantly bounced, pushed the door and walked out of the hut.

Behind his house is a small forest, which is relatively remote and rarely passed by. Planted in the woods is a common spirit tree, which is not of high value but is very strong. If you look closely at the trunk of the tree, you can still see that there are old scorched black marks on it, which are the scorch marks left by Qian Yang when he practiced the Spirit Fire Blade before.

Qian Yang didn't make much preparation, and casually shot a spiritual fire blade that was too ripe to be ripe at the nearest tree trunk. Then he stepped closer, taking a closer look at the scar he had just made. As his cultivation improved, the power of the Spirit Fire Blade was correspondingly greater, and this new scar was obviously much deeper than the previous scar.

Qian Yang retreated to the place where he had cast the spell just now with an expressionless face, and slowly condensed a spiritual fire blade. This time, his expression was much more cautious, and the Spirit Fire Blade took shape, but it was not stimulated. Qian Yang raised his eyebrows, and then pinched another trick.

"Burst of energy!"

This is the second time that Qian Yang has used this supernatural power, compared to the tense situation when he released it for the first time, this time Qian Yang's state of mind is much calmer, and there is plenty of time to slowly experience the subtle sensations in his body when the supernatural power is activated.

Qian Yang closed his eyes and savored the taste. Streams of unfamiliar energy were extracted from all parts of the body, converging into trickles, and then gradually merging into one place, becoming a thick river.

The river did not follow the meridians, but walked straight ahead completely regardless of the body structure, breaking through the fingertips and pouring directly into the spiritual fire blade in front of him, and the spiritual fire blade suddenly shone brightly.

The feeling of weakness came faintly, and Qian Yang tried to interrupt his supernatural powers, but he didn't have a clue.

That's all there is to it!

Qian Yang snapped, and the Spirit Fire Blade flew out of his hand, and a ray of blue light slashed towards the tree trunk in front of him like lightning.

"Tingling~" A piercing voice came, and a scorched smell followed.

The spiritual fire blade left his hand, and the strange energy that was constantly gathering in his body had no exit, and it instantly dispersed back to all parts of his body. Sweat appeared on Qian Yang's forehead, and his two calves trembled uncontrollably.

Regardless of the fatigue of his body, Qian Yang hurriedly stepped forward to check the effect of this Feeding Spirit Fire Blade, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw it. This spiritual fire blade actually cut the spirit wood in half, and there were still speckled blue flames burning in the scar.