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This time, the two of them were just competing in martial arts, and they used their occult powers, which was already equivalent to losing. As for the occult arts, although Beitang Wan'er still has the natal supernatural power that has not been used, but in any case, it is impossible to be the opponent of Zhuang Wudao who has mastered the two third-grade transcendent mystical arts.

Beitang Wan'er is not the kind of person who knows that she is invincible, but she is still entangled, and she is not as broad-minded as a woman. After admitting defeat, he was no longer unwilling, and looked aside with a smile: "Master, what do you think of my Daoist brother, but I can disappoint you." ”

Zhuang Wudao also looked solemn, knowing that this Chi Lingzi's perception of him at this time was directly related to his past in the Lichen Sect.

"Forbearance one hundred and thirty-six combinations, see the flaws in your fingering and pace habits, grasp the changes of the fairy shadow and floating light, and then defeat the enemy. Sure enough, as you said, the comprehension is amazing, and the martial arts talent is indeed extraordinary. In addition, he actually really mastered the power of catching dragons, which is a bit interesting-"

Chi Mingzi smiled, his eyes unpredictable: "It's a pity, but I can't help Shizun." In the Huangji Peak, there is no place for him. ”

Beitang Wan'er's expression changed drastically, and she was stunned. Zhuang Wudao frowned, Huangji Peak is one of the two mountains and seven peaks in Lichen Mountain, and Chi Mingzi is the most powerful Jindan elder in Huangji Peak.

said that he couldn't help, because he didn't want to help, or because he really couldn't help. There is no place for him to stand in Huangji Peak, because he looks down on his five-grade spiritual root.

"There is no need to think nonsense, just by practicing these mystical powers and the strength of catching dragons, there will be a place for you in the Dust Sect. ”

Chi Mingzi's eyes were disdainful, and he looked at him indifferently: "However, in the Huangji Peak, there are mostly children of the royal families of the southeastern countries! With people of your background, it is the same as water and fire. If you want to get ahead in the future, it's better to avoid the emperor's peak and stay away. ”

After a pause, Chi Mingzi then said: "I know your identity, the bloodline of Chongyangzi of Taiping Dao." If you are still a little smart, you should know your future, and you will never be in the Dust Sect. At least I, Chi Mingzi, don't want to take the risk of recommending you. My friends can't bear the cause and effect of you and that Chongyangzi. If you have a spiritual root, that's fine. If you only have this qualification, it is not worth it. Naturally, there are people in my sect who can not avoid suspicion, or they don't know the truth, and they may appreciate you. Or are you really willing to be just an ordinary inner disciple in the Lichen Sect? That's fine. ”

"Master!"

Beitang Wan'er's eyes were terrified, with a bit of pleading. Chi Mingzi only stroked Beitang Wan'er's forehead dotingly, and her face was still as cold as before.

Zhuang Wudao was at a loss, and his heart was cold. Even when he first met, he was secretly prepared for this outcome, and at this time he couldn't help but feel a little hopeless. Chi Mingzi's every sentence was like a steel needle, nailed into his chest.

It turned out that he still underestimated the four words 'Taiping Chongyang', and his status in the cultivation world. I also vaguely understand, why did Shen Lin have such confidence that day?

Even Chi Mingzi is like this, let alone others, what he wanted and wanted before is all extravagant hope at the moment.

This Leaving the Dust Sect is really his best choice, but after eight years of studying art in the Leaving the Dust Academy, he has no possibility of worshipping other sects.

Or do you simply give up, wander the world, and do a casual cultivation? With the guidance of Yun'er, a famous teacher, it may not necessarily be necessary to worship a famous sect.

There were many thoughts, but Zhuang Wudao gradually calmed down.

Even if zuihou is only an inner disciple, no one will include it. Shili, who left the Dust Sect, was still the most suitable haven for him.

How to choose, you can wait until he enters the dust mountain and then calculates. The two mountains and seven peaks of the Lichen Sect may not all be like this Chimingzi. If it is really not suitable, he does not need to be patient, and he must be cheeky and shelter under the door of the dust.

Even he, after going through the warmth and coldness of the world and many hardships, he still still has a strong and proud backbone.

If it weren't for offending the Gu Yue family, if it weren't for the fact that the brothers of the Sword Clothes Hall still needed him to take care of him, he would rather die than be humiliated so lightly!

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Three days later, escorted by Li Chongzhen of the Academy, Zhuang Wudao and Kong Hui Xia Miao, plus a Beitang Wan'er, boarded the flying boat sent by the Wujing Taoist Pavilion to pick up the disciples.

Qin Feng took a group of brothers to see him off. But he could only stand far away, unable to get closer.

At this moment, near the flying boat, most of them are people who are sending off Beitang Wan'er and Xia Miaokong, and their identities are either rich or expensive. Although the Sword Yitang is a little shili, it is still the lowest level in Yuecheng, and there is no qualification to approach the flying boat at all.

Feizhou didn't wait for anyone, and Zhuang Wudao was not qualified to let the boat wait. In total, he couldn't say a few words to Qin Feng, so he had to board the boat.

It's just that he and Qin Feng and Ma Yuan have been brothers for more than ten years, and they can communicate with each other with one look, and they know each other's meaning, but they don't need a mother-in-law.

The separation is imminent, Qin Feng and Lin Han don't have much sadness, but they are mostly happy on behalf of Zhuang Wudao. On the contrary, Ma Yuan, who was very arrogant, almost covered his face with tears, and his tears couldn't be stopped.

Zhuang Wudao smiled secretly, but when the boat left the ground, his heart gradually felt heavy.

After the competition with Beitang Wan'er that day, Zhuang Wudao did not tell Qin Feng about Chi Mingzi's words, and he didn't want his brothers to worry about himself from the bottom of his heart.

However, whenever he thinks of the expectations of the people of the Sword Clothes Hall for him, his mood is extremely depressed and overwhelmed.

"Why does the sword master need to be like this, you are a natural war spirit, and there is no other in this world. The famous factions in the fairy world are all dreamed of. If you can get one, you can invite the immortals to watch the ceremony, and you can't wait to tell the world. Although the Heavenly Spiritual Root is rare, it can always be found. And those who have a natural war soul, there are tens of millions of shijie on this side, and they will not add up to more than three people. ”

Yun'er's tone was extremely serious: "People in this realm have limited knowledge, are short-sighted, and can't recognize the true jade of the pearl. The fact that the Dust Sect does not accept you is their loss. If the Jedi knows about this in the future, he will definitely regret it. In any other place, with a qualification like yours, there are countless people who snatch it, and it is not the turn of the Lichen Sect. ”

Zhuang Wudao didn't know whether Yun'er's words of comfort were true or false, but his mood was better. He simply let go of his thoughts and asked with a smile: "What is this innate battle spirit, what is it, and what is the use? and who is the Absolute Dust Son?"

"Innate Battle Soul is a special physique, ranking among the top ten soul bodies and one of the top ten battle bodies. After you arrive at the Jindan Realm, you will naturally know the benefits of this kind of soul body. I don't have a complete memory, and I don't know the specific details of this soul body, the only thing I can tell you is that people who have a 'natural battle spirit', are born with unyielding soul thoughts, and it is difficult to be taken by other people's divine will. And once he cultivates the Yuan Soul, he can perform one more round of occult magic than a monk of the same level. In addition, the body of the battle soul can enhance the power of the occult arts, and raise all the occult powers by half a level. ”

"A round? Not a lie?"

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but be stunned, one more round of occult powers, that is to say. The mystical technique in the same spiritual aperture, the Yuan Shen Realm cultivator could perform it four times in a row within twelve hours, but he could perform it five times!

Raising the occult arts by half a level is even more exaggerated. His 'Bull Demon Dance' was originally beyond the peak level of the far third grade, after the primordial god, couldn't he be promoted to the second grade Holy Spirit?

To know the supernatural powers, the difference between a grade is often the difference between heaven and earth. Able to form a crush in battle!

This Luo Qingyun, could it be that he was laughing with him? This innate war soul can be so terrifying?

"I can't deceive the sword master. I have been asleep for I don't know how many years, and I don't know how many people I have come into contact with. It is not for nothing that the sword master alone can wake me up!

Yun'er's voice gradually revealed the meaning of confusion: "I don't remember, it should be the ancestor of the Lichen Sect." After five tribulations, I don't know if this person is still alive. In short, there is no need to worry, if you are willing to leave the dust, you are giving alms to the dust. If you don't want to, it's just a little more delay. As long as the sword master does not fall halfway, he is destined to be the strongest in the world. Although there are tribulations at this time, they are actually insignificant,"

Zhuang Wudao didn't know whether Yun'er's words were true or false. However, since the moment the Qingyun Sword met him, this Sword Spirit Yun'er had never deceived him.

Could it be that this battle soul body was really so rare and precious, and even surpassed his father's innate spirit root?

Won't the future be strong?

Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but shake his head, he didn't ask for anything that was not strong in the world, as long as he could taste his long-cherished wish one day, he would be satisfied. After that, you can let go of everything and seek the truth.

Look at the big shijie that Yun'er said, what kind of scenery is it?

This flying boat is not big, only about the same size as the canopy boat commonly used in rivers. More than a dozen people crowded on it, slightly crowded.

Except for them, the disciples of the Lichen Academy in Yuecheng, the rest were all from the Jiangzhou Lichen Academy seven hundred miles away in the southeast.

Jiangzhou is at the end of the Songjiang River and is one of the coastal ports. It is said that it is also a big city with a population of 3 million, but it does not belong to any country, so it is placed under the jurisdiction of Wujing Taoist Temple by Lichen Mountain. However, it is also within the scope of Shili of the Yishan Sect, so the situation of the two schools is also similar.

In the past, every time there was a big comparison from the dust, the rankings of the two schools in Yuecheng, Jiangzhou were at the bottom. Only this year, Yuecheng is a little different, but the cultivation of these selected disciples in Jiangzhou is also similar to Yuecheng. One of them has a large body and a round waist, is burly and abnormal, and has a hidden glint in his eyes, which is particularly eye-catching, and his strength should be good.

Li Chongzhen, another Jiangzhou Pavilion Master, and the monk who drove the flying boat, all stayed at the bow of the boat to talk. The rest of the people huddled in the back, each sitting on the railing, silent.

Zhuang Wudao first looked at the flying boat, although this boat was small, it was a genuine medium-grade spiritual weapon, which could fly 9,000 feet above the ground. Below the boat were white clouds like cotton candy, stretching out as if they were on a glacier, and the view was wider than that of the sea.

At the beginning, Zhuang Wudao only felt broad-minded and relaxed, but gradually he felt bored.