Chapter 49: The Later Stage of Foundation Building

"Uncle Junior!"

"Cousin!"

Seeing that Xia Lang had already come over, Yang Xingfeng and the others hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Aha! Do you have the leisure to come out to admire the moon? By the way, what is the result of your comparison?"

Xia Lang greeted them with a smile, Jin Danzu's competition was not carried out in the space magic weapon, and the competition in the foundation building period was on the stage, so he really didn't know the results of the competition of several people.

Yang Xingfeng was the eldest brother among them, and after thinking about it, he said:

"They all advanced to the next round, Shaoqiu won the ninth place on the Dandou side, Mingyuan was the fourteenth in the preliminary round, the Zhiyun sisters were the twenty-fourth and sixteenth, and I was forty-three. If it weren't for Uncle Shi's unique sword flying skills, I might have lost this competition. Uncle Shi, you are famous, and many people are clamoring to worship you as a teacher!"

Yang Xingfeng laughed self-deprecatingly, the first is that there is no need to worry about it! But he is also more satisfied, his qualifications are there, and such a result is acceptable.

"That's right, cousin! Many disciples are worshipping you! It's a miracle that you can resist the Jindan stage in the realm of the foundation building stage!"

The two Xia sisters chattered there non-stop, but Xia Lang was full of indifference, no matter how useful it was during the foundation building period, it was not the same as being slapped to death by a monk of a higher realm?

"These guys are good, it's enough to achieve such good results among so many disciples, after all, there are seed players on every peak, and they are just my followers after all, relatively speaking, there are many differences in qualifications and cultivation resources!"

Xia Lang nodded secretly, it seems that the people that the master arranged for him are all relatively outstanding disciples.

"It's already possible, keep up the good work. Shaoqiu, I heard that when you were cultivating the sword technique, you deducted a lot of pills from them, right?"

Xia Lang glanced at Chu Shaoqiu and smiled playfully, Chu Shaoqiu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his eyes swept over several people.

"Who's talking nonsense? Ben Shao felt that they had thick skin and thick meat, so they should let the two sisters more. As for me, there is no way to be handsome, there are so many female disciples who are crazy about me, if I fall badly, I don't know how many female disciples will come to our peak to sigh and ask for warmth, then wouldn't it be impossible for everyone to cultivate with peace of mind? You see, how understanding I am!"

"Empathetic? I think you're empathetic! You're quite narcissistic, if you think you look good, go and compare with your Uncle Zhengyang! Mingyuan, Xingfeng, if this guy is such a stinky fart in the future, you can have a good exchange of experience with him, generally speaking, experience is gained by practice, if you don't do it, what can you do?"

Xia Lang sneered twice, and several people were amused by his words, Yang Xingfeng and Huo Mingyuan were thrilled after hearing this, and their eyes became meaningful when they looked at Chu Shaoqiu, and the latter glared at them unwillingly, meaning to ask you to talk more.

"What did Lao Tzu say? Mingyuan and I still have blue noses and swollen faces, you kid is good, you have left dozens of pills by yourself. ”

Yang Xingfeng looked at Chu Shaoqiu with disdain, and said with a disgusted expression. Huo Mingyuan also beat the water dog on the side, who let this cargo pit himself.

"That's it, hehe, you, if it weren't for the sect rules prohibiting disciples from cultivating at will, with your swinger's virtues, you would have been emasculated by your fellow disciples and sisters. ”

Chu Shaoqiu's face couldn't hold back when he was said, his chest straightened, and he retorted proudly:

"Ben Shao is handsome and extraordinary, dignified, even if it is really out of line, the girls are reluctant to say a few words about me, who calls Ben Gongzi a romantic and suave man? It's like a few of you, either like a bamboo pole or like a bear. Uncle Xiao is also mediocre in appearance, and there will be no beautiful women to pursue. ”

Xia Lang clasped his hands to his chest, sneered at him, and glanced at Chu Shaoqiu's crotch with disdain.

"Shout! I got a laugh at it. Don't say anything else, just your small body, the guy is estimated to have very little to do, I'm afraid that it looks like a toothpick, give you a yellow flower girl, and you will hit the nail on the head at most. Your little uncle and I are different, I will definitely be able to kill someone who has lost his armor and lost his armor, and the blood is flowing like a river. ”

Yang Xingfeng's eyes lit up, these words were too secondary, this is a clever way of using words, why didn't he think of it? The two sisters were embarrassed when they heard this, and when they saw that the more they talked, the more unreliable they became, so they turned around with a red face and stopped talking to a few people. Only Chu Shaoqiu's face was red when he was damaged by Xia Lang, and he couldn't find the words to scold him back after holding it for a long time.

In this way, the original sad atmosphere was dissolved invisibly by Sharon.

"Let's all go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition!" said Sharon.

"Yes!"

"Chu Shaoqiu, what are the names of those two poems? I don't seem to have heard of them. ”

Xia Zhiyun asked, the former shook his head and said that he didn't know, Xia Lang's figure paused, and said with his back to them.

"Both poems are called Sauvignon Blanc!"

After speaking, he went back to the room, Huo Mingyuan looked at the disappearing back and sighed,

The delicate rhetoric and artistic conception are really breathtaking. ”

"He's very human. ”

Chu Shaoqiu nodded and agreed, he must not have heard of these two words of Xia Lang, nine times out of ten they were written casually by Xia Lang, this is amazing!

"These two poems will become the capital of Ben Shao and the female disciples to chant poems against each other, and it is estimated that Ben Shao's talent will be praised to another level!

"Shameless! A plagiarist who has a false reputation. ”

Huo Mingyuan said with a disgusted face, and Yang Xingfeng also snorted and turned back.

"Don't be like someone who hits the nail on the head!"

"You ......"

Chu Shaoqiu trembled and pointed at the two of them, he couldn't beat them, he couldn't scold them, he could only stare there,

"Let him be arrogant and go back and pass it on to the big guys. ”

"That's it, yes. ”

"You two bastards, if it gets out, Ben Shao will definitely refine the poison pill and let the two of you go to the toilet for a month. ”

Chu Shaoqiu roared.

......

Xia Lang returned to the room, calmed down the ups and downs, and took out the exchanged Yuan Jing and the snatched Yuan Jing and put them in front of him. Looking at this large pile of Yuan Crystals, I can still touch it now, and it is estimated that it will be gone before it has been heated for a short time. He pressed his hands on the Yuan Crystal pile, Ming Yugong was running at full strength, and the huge Yuan Qi was absorbed by him, and quickly transformed into True Yuan and stored in his body, and soon the dantian was full of True Yuan.

"Broken!"

Xia Lang let out a low sigh, and more true elements instantly poured into the dantian, and a muffled sound pierced his mind, and the space of the dantian was instantly opened up larger, which could accommodate more true yuan. Without the slightest pause, he controlled the True Yuan to pour into several other True Yuan acupoints,

"Broken!"

"Broken!"

"Break it again!"

......

When the eight acupuncture points all broke through to the late stage of foundation building, almost all the Yuan Crystals in front of him turned into powder, and the scale of Zhihai also expanded, surpassing the Zhihai of Jindan Dachen Monk, and almost reaching the scale of Zhihai in the early stage of Yuanying.

At this time, Xia Lang had already settled, and his divine consciousness was once again magnified countless times as before, to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth. Unlike before, this time he sensed a white point of light, which was full of sharpness and hardness, but also full of toughness.

"This should be metallic, the gold cutting technique I practiced is not a real metallic spell at all, this is the real metallic!"