In the Zhenxian Sect, the independent courtyard where the disciples live, a cold sword energy whistled out and landed straight on the stone not far away.

Bang!

The stones that were hugged by one person instantly exploded into eight parts, each part neatly and unbiased, as if marked by a ruler.

He stood with his sword in his arms, and the young man's eyes shone.

Senior brother, look at me in a deep mood!

After breaking through yesterday, I observed the sword marks and finally realized the eighteenth style of the thirty-six styles of the immortals this morning, the size of the 18th style!

At this level, even in the entire Dayanzhou and the same age group, they are definitely considered top.

"It's Master's Uncle..." Chen Wang's eyes were full of gratitude.

If it weren't for this uncle who was younger than him, he would have been unable to achieve the strength at this time in less than half a year. Moreover, not only him, but all the disciples of the sect, had great benefits and flourished.

Five days ago, the sect leader and others disappeared. To be honest, all the disciples were full of fear about the future. They thought that the sect that had been passed down for thousands of years would be lonely, become a second-rate sect, or even perish. Unexpectedly, as soon as the uncle of the junior master came out of the mountain, an unimaginable reversal immediately occurred.

Suppressing seventeen forces with one finger, preventing other sects from attacking in Da Yanzhou; one class, a sword mark, all the disciples' cultivation level has been greatly improved out of thin air... Just these two things, the top ten of the sects, the top ten of the Immortal Sect in Zhenxian was not only stable, but if they were not done well, they could also advance to the top five!

This ability, let alone looking around the history of the sect, even looking at the ten thousand years of Yanzhou, it is hard for anyone to compete with it.

The real world is beyond the present!

I used to think that my cultivation talent was pretty good, but compared with this person, I was not as good as a scumbag.

"Senior Brother, it's not good..."

While feeling moved, an anxious cry sounded outside the door. When he walked out, he saw Zhou Yuan standing not far away with a serious face. When he saw him coming out, he quickly spoke: "The Liu Yi, who was taken as a disciple by the uncle of the master yesterday, suddenly went crazy today and ran to the martial arts training ground to challenge. More than a dozen disciples have already lost!"

Chen Wang was stunned: "After receiving special guidance from Senior Parrot, his cultivation has improved rapidly, but he is only at the third level of the Chuangyuan level. There are so many senior brothers in the sect, can't he stop him?"

"It's not the third level of the casting yuan!"

Zhou Yuan's face was full of incredibleness: "This kid, for some reason, it seems that he can't use up his strength. He just needs to use all his strength at the same level. Not to mention the same level, even if he surpassed two small-level senior brothers, he is not an opponent! After more than a dozen competitions, not only did he continuously break through level 4 and reached the seventh level of the Cash Yuan level, but his understanding of the sword path also made rapid progress and he directly understood the fourteenth style!"

"Seventh level of casting element, fourteen styles?"

He was startled and couldn't believe it: "Go and take a look!"

His talent is one of the top disciples among many disciples. It took him ten years to reach this level... The other party did it in a day and a night. Is it true?

I hurried to the martial arts training ground, and sure enough, I saw Liu Yi and was still competing with others.

The battle with him was a disciple of the same group as him, Du Xu!, the eighth level of Zhuyuan, and his understanding of the thirty-six styles of immortals reached the fifteenth style.

The sword light roared, the sword energy was cold. After looking at it for a while, Chen Wang frowned and said, "What's wrong with this Liu Yi! Every move she used all her strength. Normally, if the three swords were gone, the power in her body would definitely not be left, and she didn't even have the strength to lift the sword. Why did she become more and more brave as she fought?"

The seventh level of the casting element, and the eighth level of the casting element, or even the ninth level of the attack power, many people can do it, but... it's just one move. It's okay to hit the enemy, but if you don't hit it, you will fall to the ground and you will be unable to fight anymore.

The Liu Yi in front of him used this method. He clearly used all his strength and immediately resurrected with full blood the next time, used it again, and recovered again... it was like a tireless perpetual motion machine... How could he fight this?

Bang!

While sighing, Du Xu was hit by a sword, took a few steps back and fell off the ring.

defeat!

"Who else?" Holding the sword and looking around, Liu Yi was imposing.

"I'll do it!" Another disciple roared out and was about to jump onto the ring. Chen Wang looked forward: "I'll do it!"

As he spoke, his body shook gently and floated upwards. The sword shook and the sword energy roared.

Liu Yiqing drank and rushed over.

Cool!

I've never played so well!

The power in her body was endless, allowing her to use sword moves that she had never dared to use easily before, and could fight against her senior brother and sister who were afraid of before...

Because of this, his cultivation quickly broke through the limit, and his understanding of swordsmanship was also scary.

The more you go backwards the thirty-six styles of immortals, the more true energy you need to consume. Therefore, many people cannot use it even if they remember the tricks!

The power that Liu Yiyi had nowhere to vent in her body happened to solve this problem. Her tricks were more coherent and her power was stronger. The sword techniques that she could only sigh in the past were all used smoothly as flowing water.

The competition in less than half an hour has actually benefited much more than many people who have practiced for ten years and have benefited a lot in a century!

"I don't believe you have so much power in your body..."

Seeing that this person kept using his big moves, Chen Wang's scalp was also numb, and he did not dare to look down on him at all, so he used all his strength to greet him.

boom!

Under his suppression, Liu Yiyi broke through again, reached the eighth level of the Yuancao Yuan, and her understanding of swordsmanship reached the fifteenth stance. Just when she wanted to work hard and continue fighting, she suddenly fell like a surging force, and her momentum also fell.

He fought more than a dozen people in a row, and he was unshuang at the first move, and finally exhausted the surging power in his body.

Feeling something wrong with her, Chen Wang's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to rush over to defeat him, he saw the other party wave his hand quickly: "Wait a moment, I'm a little tired, let me have a meal..."

"Eat???" Chen Wang was stunned.

In the competition, having a meal...what the hell?

It was full of strangeness. When the other party turned his wrist, he appeared in front of him. There was still the remaining rice in it. He served it in a bowl. Without any hesitation, he directly ate it in.

On the ring, there was a fight scene, a bowl of food... the style of painting was indescribable.

Not only him, but all the disciples present also looked at each other, not understanding why.

Others are tired of fighting and want to rest. What's wrong with you? Are you hungry?

"It seems to be really a meal!"

"It's just that the rice grains are bigger and look better, but they are real rice, so there's no problem!"

"What's this guy doing?"

...

There was a lot of discussion.

"alright!"

After wiping his mouth, Liu Yiyi threw it away after passing by, and stood up suddenly without caring about gestures.

The good intentions given to rice by Uncle Master, I knew very clearly at this moment. I had long understood that this thing is so powerful that it would be enough to cook two pieces of food, so how could it be put into the pot? Now that I don’t eat it, it will be broken. After eating it, the violent power cannot be evacuated. I can only rely on competitions to accelerate consumption.

Although it is a bit wasteful, it is much better than throwing it away directly!

After the rice was eaten, huge heat poured into the limbs and limbs. Liu Yiyi roared and rushed over again.

Fifteen styles, fifteen styles, or fifteen styles!

In an instant, all the strongest tricks that could be used were used. The sword energy was as violent as a huge wave, layer after layer, continuous and unable to stop at all.

"..." Chen Wang was completely confused.

Just now, he clearly felt the cliff-like whereabouts of the other party's power. As a result, after dinner, he immediately became lively... What happened?

"It has something to do with those rice..."

After two consecutive swords, the opponent retreated, and rushed forward to the iron pot with a sharp blow. Although the rice on it was almost served, there were still a few left and stuck to it.

He quickly buckled it and stuffed it into his mouth.

boom!

The whole body shook, and endless power surged into the Dantian. The tired body recovered in an instant. Looking down, it seemed like a different person, and the breath continued to rise.

"This..." Blinking his eyes, his head was about to explode.

Although I guessed that Mi might have problems, I never dreamed that it would be so powerful!

I only took a few pills, which was better than a handful of pills he took, and it was already comparable to a third-level pill.

"It's Master's Uncle..." I soon understood.

This guy, who hadn't appeared before, must have been given by Uncle Master, and only this guy could have such a precious thing.

I can get so many benefits by just one of my uncles. In just one day, I have reached the seventh level of the gathering breath to the eighth level of the primordial casting...

For a moment, Chen Wang's eyes turned red with envy.

No, I also want to become a disciple of my uncle's pet. Even if I can't take the pet, the spirit of the weapon is fine. Didn't he say he still has a pan that can speak? Anyway, as long as it is related to my uncle, I'll just worship him directly, and there will be no mistakes!

Liu Chang and Zhou Yuan, when they saw this scene, their eyes were also red.

Before, I laughed at the other party for worshiping a bird, but now I realize that this is the wisest decision... Compared to him, I am like a fool, losing the opportunity in vain...

...

"Let's continue looking for Sun Zhao!"

The bed board flew to the other side of Da Yancheng through the air, and Su Yin said secretly.

The weapon refiner, he didn't know anyone else, nor had he been to other alchemy halls. If you want to show your holy sages and gain spiritual energy, it is most suitable to find Sun Zhao.

The bed board with several types of array patterns carved, coupled with the real energy of the Divine Palace realm, was extremely fast, and after more than ten breaths, they flew dozens of miles.

"Um?"
To be continued...