Chapter 42: The Sword Fight
Xiao Xuan rubbed his eyes, tried to sober himself up a little, and walked towards the place where the dome had fallen.
"Hereby ......"
At first glance, Xiao Xuan gasped.
The vague memory of coming came true.
It's just that he was busy questioning the Qiongqi and condensing the True Qi, so he didn't even understand the terrain here for the past few days.
The place where he fell, it was actually a hundred-zhang cliff, below the peak, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and in the distance ahead, the Dexiu Hall stood secludedly.
Xiao Xuan hurriedly walked around the peak, the area of the peak, about ten acres, where there is a path, there are cliffs on all sides, and the thundercloud peak passes through the clouds, standing alone.
The rest of the people saw that Xiao Xuan was acting abnormally, and they also hurriedly ran to look at the place where the dome fell, and suddenly, everyone's faces turned pale, looking at Xiao Xuan who stopped, Nuo Nuo asked:
"Where is the road?"
Xiao Xuan lowered his head, pinched his left earlobe and said:
"It's a desperate place, surrounded by cliffs, and there's no way out. ”
Several people were even more panicked.
"Master relies on his own cultivation to be profound, ignoring the dangers of this cliff, but how can we go down?"
Xiao Rang looked at the cliff at his feet.
"But we don't need to go down at the moment. ”
Qing Ruo suddenly said:
"If you come, you will be safe, let's cultivate well, and don't embarrass his old man or Si Maosong when the time comes. ”
"Qing Ruo is right. ”
Xiao Xuan said:
"If you come here, you should be safe, let's prepare for the rookie selection competition on the fifteenth day of next month, we don't have much time. ”
With that, it began to coalesce again.
"Brother Xiao Xuan, aren't you hungry?"
Qing Ruo saw that Xiao Xuan was about to condense again, and couldn't help but walk up to him and ask with concern.
"Hmm... ”
Xiao Xuan forbade her to ask like this, only to realize that she was really hungry.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Xiao Xuan asked rhetorically.
"Just now, Master came back with food and took us to our room to eat, but when he saw you sleeping, he didn't call you. ”
Qingruo said.
"I'll take you there, go. ”
After that, he took Xiao Xuan's hand and walked towards the main hall.
The innermost on the left side of the main hall is the residence of Qiongqi, close to his side, there are two rooms, Xiao Xuan and Zhao Huan Zhang Yang live in one, Xiao let He Jie and Zhao Yang Anying live in one room, and there are also two rooms on the right side, one each for Qingruo and He Lian.
After eating, Xiao Xuan condensed again, this time it was much easier than last time, it only took one night to condense the true qi into the size of a grain of rice, Xiao Xuan was still not satisfied, and kept condensing back and forth.
Five days later, Xiao Xuan was able to condense the true qi of his whole body into rice grains in just a few hours, and if he only condensed a small part of his true qi, he would almost do whatever he wanted.
It's a pity that there is no flying needle, otherwise, you can use a small part of your skills to practice your hands.
Seeing that the dome had not returned, Xiao Xuan walked alone to the open space at the back of the main hall and sat on the ground to meditate.
He has always been very optimistic about the Transformation God Divine Palm, although this set of palm techniques is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Although he said that this was only a quasi-saint-level exercise, deep down in Xiao Xuan's heart, he faintly felt that if this technique was practiced to the fullest, it would inevitably be a peerless divine skill.
Three days later, it was the 6th of May, and the 15th was only nine days.
The food had already been eaten, but Qiongqi had not returned. The Xuanjing Sect has never arrived, and it seems that the entire Xuanjing Sect has completely forgotten them.
"Although the master is not serious on the surface, he is not confused in business, why has he been gone for so many days and has not returned?"
Xiao Xuan sighed secretly, but he was helpless, the cliff was as high as a hundred zhang, and it was impossible to go down.
"Let's practice the Dark Moon Sword Technique for a while!"
Xiao Xuan glanced at the sword hanging on the wall, took it off, and stepped out of the open space in front of the main hall.
He had already memorized every move and style of the Dark Moon Sword Technique, although he didn't have much time to practice, but those paths were already ripe, and he was getting more and more familiar with the practice at this time.
He was in the midst of his practice, which attracted the envy of everyone, when suddenly from the bottom of the steep cliff, a figure rose out of the air, like an eagle, standing on the tiles of the main hall with his arms stretched out and one foot outstretched.
Seeing that the man was dressed in purple, Xiao Xuan stopped and asked:
"Who are you?"
In fact, he knew in his heart that the person who came must be the disciple of the big man, in this place of the inner gate of the Xuanjing Sect, who else could come here except the people from the inner gate?
The man looked at Xiao Xuan, and the essence in his eyes flashed:
"I am Shi Qing, a disciple of Sect Master Angji, you must call me Senior Brother. ”
"Deputy Sect Master Angji, what did he send you here to do?"
Shi Qing Road:
"I am here because I am entrusted by your master, Qiongqi. ”
"Oh, what is my master asking you to do here, and what about the others?"
Xiao Xuan was dazed.
Shi Qing raised his head and said proudly:
"You'll know later, what's your name?"
Xiao Xuan heard the disdain in his tone, and his heart was even more displeased, and said coldly:
"Xiao Xuan. ”
"I'm really right, Xiao Xuan, I heard that you can cross the ranks to fight the enemy, let me come and learn today. ”
Shi Qing said, the purple-clothed wind helped, and went down from the top of the hall and went straight to Xiao Xuan.
"Brother Xiao Xuan, be careful!"
Seeing that the person suddenly made a move, Qing Ruo and the others exclaimed, but after all, their realm was too low, although they had taken the Qi Gathering Pill, but in the past few days, they had only improved two or three levels of true qi, and in the face of this Shi Qing, they couldn't resist it at all.
"Commanding ......"
A stone pierced through the air from Xiao Xuan's fingertips and went to Shi Qing's face, Shi Qing just smiled and directly waved his arm to catch the stone.
"Commanding ......"
"Commanding ......"
As soon as he caught the stone, two flying stones in a row, and it had already arrived unexpectedly, Shi Qing waved the stone in his hand, knocked down one, and his head was deflected, dodging the other.
"Is this your master's Shadow Flying Needle?"
Shi Qing sneered:
"That's it. ”
Xiao Xuan's mouth was slightly hooked, and a smile bloomed on his face. Seeing that this Shi Qing is only the initial strength of a martial artist, if he suddenly sacrifices the Youyun Sword at this time, he is afraid that a single sword can kill him.
Even if you don't sacrifice the Youyun Sword, with the Dark Moon Sword Technique, you must not fall into the disadvantage, at least, if you lose, it will be very difficult.
The Dark Moon swordsmanship is exquisite, but his true qi is far less strong than his, although the difference between the martial artist and the martial artist is one word, but the strength is much different.
"No, it's up to you, why do you need me to use the Shadow Needle?"
Xiao Xuan sneered.
"Hehe, a mere martial artist, dare to speak out in front of me! Today, Senior Brother will teach you the rules of our Xuanjing Sect!"
Shi Qing said, his palms crossed and swayed, and he bullied in front of Xiao Xuan, his speed was extremely fast, Xiao Xuan couldn't even see clearly, let alone them.
"Alas. ”
Xiao Xuan suddenly realized that the only thing he could use now was the Stygian Moon Sword Technique, and the acupuncture points on the arms of the Divine Transformation Divine Palm had not been opened up, so they could not be used at all, even if they were used, how many effects they could have, it was not certain.
As for the piercing and flirting palms that I learned before, it is more than flexible but not powerful enough, no matter how you look at it, it is just a low-level exercise that does not form a climate.
"Slanting Moon Starry Sky!"
Just as Shi Qing was about to approach him, Xiao Xuan's figure suddenly moved, the sword light was like a meteor, and four or five sword lights slashed down towards Shi Qing from mid-air.
Shi Qing was surprised, his knees bent, his hands were hooked upside down, and his body popped forward like a spring against the ground, and he didn't settle down until he was under the big tree.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you?"
Shi Qing asked, although he only had one move, he understood the subtlety of this sword technique.
"Shenyue Sword Technique. ”
Xiao Xuan replied that if a decent family like them were to say the Dark Moon Sword Technique, they would definitely think that it was a cult exercise.
"What a Shenyue sword technique, let me learn it today!"
Shi Qing said, a hand, a sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, seeing that everyone was surprised, Shi Qing was proud, his storage bracelet was given by his master, and it belonged to the sixth-level storage magic weapon.
Xiao Xuan said:
"That's just right, let me see how our Xuanjing Sect's swordsmanship is. ”
Shi Qing sneered, even a mere martial artist dared to compete with himself with a sword, not to mention how the swordsmanship was, relying on the internal strength of his martial artist alone, for a martial artist, it was completely a kind of overwhelming existence.
However, after the two fought, he found that although he was really strong, Xiao Xuan completely avoided competing with him for his true qi, whenever he gathered all his strength to strike out with a sword, Xiao Xuan only resisted with a sword at will, but instead relied on his exquisite footwork and superb swordsmanship to flash left and right near his body, stabbing back and forth, avoiding his sword moves and constantly counterattacking from the unpopular, but forcing himself to constantly turn back and resist.