Early morning!

In the Thunder God Temple on Jilei Mountain, He Qi slowly withdrew from the meditation, he only felt that his eyes were clear, his breath was like nothing, he practiced all night, he didn't feel the slightest tiredness, and his body was also a burst of light and soothing, and the chaotic true yuan in the dantian yuan sea was pure and profound.

The combination of Bone Washing Pill and the best Pei Yuan Dan has an excellent effect. The Chaos Phaseless Sutra is a top-level exercise, powerful and powerful, but it is difficult to advance, but after cultivating, the true yuan is strong, ten times that of the inner disciples of the same level.

When the thunder fell on the Thunder Mountain, He Qi was no different from the Heavenly Spirit Root, but at this rate, there were still five or six years to cultivate until the fugue stage, and it was estimated that after having the best Peiyuan Dan Innocent Liquid and other elixirs, the time would be shortened by nearly half.

Originally, during the day, it was used by He Qi to practice spells, but after having the identity of this man in black, he could also earn some spirit stone elixir by the way.

He Qi released the purple winged bird and fed a spirit pill, and after a while, a giant bird on Jilei Mountain spread its purple wings several zhang wide to carry He Qi and flew through the sky.

At the foot of Jilei Mountain, dozens of miles away, a young man who had just returned from sword practice, looking at the flying giant bird in the sky, was heading in the direction of the Hundred Battles Pavilion, and the young man muttered to himself:

"Senior Brother He's heart to seek the Tao is really firm, it seems that he really has a day to get ahead, I Zhang Xun also have to move forward bravely, I can't rely on speculation all day long, and live in a drowsy"

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There is a bottom line for the black-clothed man mission in the Hundred Battle Pavilion, which is to receive the task no less than five times a month. This takes into account the possibility that the man in black will be defeated in the fight and recuperate from injuries.

But He Qi went for the elixir and the classics, and he definitely wouldn't press the bottom line to mess around in the Hundred Battles Pavilion.

He is bent on striving for the first place, so he went to the Hundred Battle Pavilion early to receive the task, and in order to maintain the advantage of this starter, at least the same batch of people in black will have to wait for three months to accept the task.

According to the plan, when they first started to take on the task, when they saw the hundred battle list, they knew that they had no chance to win the first place.

In front of the hall of the deacon of the Hundred Battles Pavilion.

"Coo-coo-coo" The purple-winged bird made a few sounds like a pigeon's call, He Qi was a little surprised, he didn't expect these two tall birds, the call was so weak, the purple-winged bird combed his feathers with his jet-black iron beak,

At the bottom is the demon bird controlled by the soul detention order, and after multiple owners, the purple winged bird completely ignored that his new owner was next to him, and there was no trace of active and intimate action, He Qi looked at it twice, patted the spirit beast bag, and put the purple winged bird into the spirit beast bag with a "brush".

"What a stupid bird!"

This flat-haired beast will release the wind every day in the hands of the previous owner, and when he arrives at Heqi, he is only going to use it as a means of transportation, and he will put it back in the dark spirit beast bag when he has nothing to do.

In other words, this stupid bird will become more and more stupid.

A moment later.

In the deacon's hall, an old man in gray clothes, sitting on a rocking chair, swayed from one place to another, holding the order of a hundred battles in his hand, squinting his old eyes, and asked:

"He boy, you're not kidding, you're going to take over the task of sparring from Thousand Swords Peak?"

He Qi smiled bitterly, judging from his current cultivation at the seventh layer of the Spirit Channel, others would inevitably have doubts when they saw that he wanted to take over the task of fighting with Thousand Swords Peak.

"Uncle Ye, the disciple is indeed taking the path of imitating martial arts with the law, which meets the requirements of the task of Thousand Swords Peak, and I wish the deacon to allow the disciple to accept the task, and also ask Uncle Ye to complete it" He Qi said seriously and very respectfully.

The rhythm of the rocking chair was very even, and the old man pointed at the Hundred Battles Talisman of Heqi, and a small red flower immediately surfaced from the Hundred Battles Talisman, and the old man pointed to the little red flower and said:

"This is the mission of Lingquan Mountain last time, I haven't even fought the group of disciples who are not good at fighting in Lingquan Mountain, do you want to go to Thousand Swords Peak to find death?"

He Qi saw that this Uncle Ye was not a person who easily changed his mind, and after thinking about it in his heart, he decided to tell the situation that day.

"Uncle Shi, do you know that Lingquan Mountain accepted a female disciple who had a bad chance a few months ago, and this person obtained the Weak Water Sword in Tibetan Sword Mountain."

Old man Ye replied coldly: "What does this have to do with you?"

He smiled, pointed to the little red flower on the Hundred Battles Order and said: "The disciple is unlucky, he ran into her in the first battle at the beginning, so he only got a little red flower, not a crime of war, it is really a weak water sword is too harmful." ”

Uncle Ye said, "So it's normal that you can't win!"

The old man picked up the Hundred Battles Order from Heqi, and swiped on it, and after the light flashed slightly, the column on the jade wall behind the old man began to disappear on the jade wall, which read the actual combat mission of the Thousand Swords Peak.

"Boy, don't say that the old man didn't remind you, the actual combat competition is about skills, speed, and reaction ability, the disciples of Qianjian Peak are not ordinary compared to the group of parallel goods in Yuquan Mountain, and the parallel goods in Yuquan Mountain are all seeking stability first, and then winning. ”

"Thousand Sword Peak's sword qi thousand illusions, you have to pay attention"

He Qi smiled and said: "Uncle Shi don't worry, after the disciple finishes this errand, he will return to take on the next few tasks." ”

"Little guy, you're quite confident", this Uncle Ye closed his old eyes and gently shook the rocking chair under him.

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The Thousand Swords Peak is steep, and the pieces of blue rock, just like a long sword, point to the sky, and on each piece of green rock at the foot of the mountain, there are famous disciples of the Spirit Attraction Stage sweating under the scorching sun.

These are all late-stage spiritual cultivators, just looking at the cultivation, each of them is higher than He Qi.

Further up, there were fugue monks concentrating on sword refining on each piece of blue rock, and countless Dawson Sen cold lights flew in the mountains, He Qi was afraid of being injured by the sword light, so he didn't dare to let the Purple Winged Bird fly low, he circled for a while and looked at it for a long time, He Qi pointed to the palace group, and the Purple Winged Bird flew towards it.

In the end, the Purple Winged Bird landed on a huge square, and in front of it was a large hall, and there were five hundred spirit induction disciples practicing swords in the square.

The main hall was solemn and solemn, the sword training disciple's vigorous body was like a dragon, and his movements were neat and uniform, and He Qi suddenly felt that he was a literati who entered the enemy camp alone.

He Qi slowed down his pace, meditated and concentrated, and the fear in his heart disappeared in an instant, and then looked at the hundreds of neat spiritual cultivators, and chuckled lightly in his heart, this level cannot be called swordsmanship, it is more appropriate to call it sword drill, just let himself be restless, but it is a sword momentum formed by the accumulation of everyone's momentum.

Judging from the sword of a single monk, it is slow compared to the lack of Ben and my body method.

He Qi looked at the main hall again, and at this time he was in a calm mood, and he saw that there were many prohibitions that oppressed the mind all over the hall and the square, which would make the monks who came here for the first time have a terrifying sense of fear.

If you can overcome this pressure and withstand this pressure, then those who have been practicing swords here for a long time will condense their souls and improve their state of mind.

As He Qi's footsteps moved forward step by step, the invisible mental pressure gradually strengthened, and when he walked to the front of the hall, He Qi's back was slightly sweaty.

A tall young man in front of him, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and the shape of He Qi froze with his gaze, and at the touch of it, the divine sense of the fugue monk on the opposite side disappeared without a trace.

The man looked at He Qi Xiuwei, frowned, and asked, "Which mountain disciple are you, why did you trespass on Thousand Swords Peak?"

He Qi was stunned, this person from Qianjian Peak is really confused, I have a small lightning bolt on my cuff, it is the logo of Jilei Mountain, don't you know?

What does it mean to trespass on the Thousand Swords Peak? This is obviously intended to give yourself a dismount!

When He Qi slandered in his heart, he had a resolute look on his face, and replied calmly: "Disciple Baizhan Pavilion congratulates, come to listen to the dispatch of Uncle Yuan"

The tall young man, his eyes staring straight at He Qi like a sword, snorted coldly: "Wait here first." ”