"Woo——"

In the kitchen, Granny Qian watched the hot water boiling in front of her, and skillfully made herself a cup of tea.

"Old woman, you haven't told me yet, what kind of bloodline does that boy have? Which monk is his ancestor?"

The fragrant wind came and Luo Niang's voice sounded.

Granny Qian frowned. The scent of this woman conflicted with the smell of her tea.

"No matter how good your bloodline is, it varies from person to person. If you don't work hard, there is nothing you can do."

"It's just...you will know it naturally when you should know it."

"Tch, you have a bad temper, no wonder those people don't like you." Luo Niang knew that she couldn't get anything out of the old woman's mouth, so she swayed her delicate body and walked out.

"thump!"

On the wall of the small yard, the big white goose finally got angry, stared at the wolf dog next door, and spread its wings fiercely.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The wolfdog was startled and barked twice, feeling very aggrieved.

The big white goose paced proudly on the wall.

"You stupid goose, you bullied my Beibei again, get out! Be careful, I will scald you to death with boiling water!" An aunt rushed out from the house holding a spatula.

The big white goose was frightened and flew away, leaving its feathers all over the ground.

At the same time, the wind and rain on Yunwu Mountain also splashed all over the ground.

The branch in Qi Chen's hand was like a sword, passing through the raindrops and pointing at Master Man from a distance.

Following this sword point, the heavy rain suddenly became more intense, forming a curtain of water. The tree branches poked out of the curtain of water and came quickly.

Master Park's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had a frightening feeling, as if the opponent's sword was completely different in an instant.

The sword does not follow the wind and rain, but the wind and rain follow the sword.

The second slightly shorter knife hanging on the waist buzzed, and with the flick of the fingers, the knife bloomed like a winter plum, strangled towards Qi Chen's attack.

However, this time he miscalculated.

The opponent's branch, or rather the sword, actually swayed with the wind and rain, changing into three afterimages.

The harsh sound spread throughout the Yunwu Mountain, making people's eardrums vibrate.

Xue Zi couldn't help but cover her ears. Fang Zuyang, who was under a black umbrella, swayed and almost vomited.

Ordinary monks only felt uncomfortable all over, and Taoist Qingchen's originally calm face showed a hint of surprise.

He was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the mountain, the wind and rain continued, and it seemed that this rain would never stop.

Barla!

Master Man couldn't stop his hand in time, his sleeve was cut, and the remaining sword energy rubbed the back of his hand, leaving a bloody mark.

Qi Chen felt happy in his heart, and his spiritual energy was extremely active and flowing unimpeded.

He stepped heavily on the ground and was ejected violently.

The flames on the branches are still burning.

The fiery red sword shadow broke through the air and fell in front of Master Man.

Master Man's eyes moved like a machine, and two knives were blocked in front of his eyes. However, the power from the knives made him retreat continuously.

"How is it possible? Your sword

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, why did it suddenly improve so much?"

Qi Chen naturally would not answer, but at this moment, he was so intoxicated that all the contents of Forget the Sword Art were constantly flashing through his mind.

"It turns out that this sword technique, in the end, only has this one cut."

He had an epiphany in his heart.

Taoism says that Tao gives birth to one, which gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives rise to all things.

The branch in Qi Chen's hand turned into two afterimages, then six, and finally eight.

It's like writing the word "forever", which requires eight turns.

The sword shadows are disturbing.

The young man holding the sword is dressed in glazed white.

At the end, these eight shadows turned into one, which was a slash of the Yongzi Sword Technique.

A long gust of wind blew by, raising smoke and everyone saw Master Man's body flying backwards against the rain.

This time, he did not stand on the grass pavilion, but his body crashed directly through the grass pavilion.

The whole pavilion shook and collapsed violently.

The rain stopped.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of moonlight shone on the top of the mountain, with a hint of mist.

Everyone looked at the monk in white clothes and felt a little forgetful.

Xue Zi's face was extremely pale, like a corpse, and he froze in place, speechless for a long time.

Hu Feng's muscles all over his body tightened again and again.

This terrifying genius, this master-level monk, was defeated.

He waited and looked for a long time, but there was no movement in the ruins.

Ordinary people didn't see it, but they still saw his strength clearly. The last sword struck Master Man directly in the face, and the scar that was originally extremely ferocious exploded.

It's like the straw that breaks the camel's back.

He suddenly felt desolate. Under the thatched pavilion, a monk was buried.

"Brother Xue, please close your family's business. I'm leaving. Otherwise, if they find me, I won't be able to survive."

"You are just ordinary people, and the other party may not kill you, but you must not reveal that person's identity, unless he wants to reveal it himself, otherwise, no one can save your lives."

Xue Yuan and Xue Zi stayed where they were.

They knew very well that without Hu Feng's protection, their family's wealth would shrink by at least half.

But what can be done?

"No, this isn't right..." Xue Zi murmured, in disbelief.

There was an uproar on the mountainside. No one expected that the final result would be like this.

Taoist Qingchen's face changed slightly, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Master Man was actually defeated..."

Some people sighed, but soon their attention was focused on Master Qi.

Especially those from big families, they have found something more worthy of investment.

"Master Qingchen, what is the realm of this monk?"

Master Qingchen thought for a while and said: "Perhaps it is the realm of the master, or at least the realm of consecration. It is only one breath away from entering the realm of the master."

"His skills are too strong

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, the mental technique is extremely terrifying, and the last sword directly split open Master Man’s spiritual energy defense."

That sword was sharp and sharp.

"Um?"

Taoist Qingchen suddenly raised his head and saw dark clouds gathering again on the top of the mountain, and the thunder was muffled.

"Is this a tribulation?"

"He wants to break through? Is he going to break through the Grandmaster?"

"But why do you choose to break through at this time? Although you have won, your body is already exhausted. You are looking for death!"

Not far away, Mo Dingshan was startled.

At this moment, many people feel the same as him.

Qi Chen was indeed exhausted, and even had difficulty standing up. However, after this battle, every cell in his body seemed to be growing, eager for a breakthrough.

That feeling was something he couldn't contain.

What's more, he really doesn't have to worry about being struck by lightning. Instead, it's the people below who have to worry.

"Forget it, there's a grandmaster down there, and there are so many people diverted, it shouldn't be a problem." Qi Chen thought without any burden, and then he lay down on the rocky ground, breathing heavily.

Boom!

A bolt of thunder came.

"No! This is not the Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, but the Small Heavenly Tribulation!"

"He just consecrated the second realm!"

Taoist Qingchen finally found it difficult to calm down this time, with a look of horror on his face. But as soon as he finished speaking, he strangely discovered that the thunderstorm came overwhelmingly and seemed to wrap them all up.

"roll!"

Taoist Qingchen only thought that he and others were too close to the place where the thunder was happening, so they were implicated.

Immediately, with a long roar, a stream of gas rushed forward, defeating this small thunder disaster.

On the mountain, Qi Chen felt the rules of heaven and earth coming, nourishing his body, and he understood that he had entered the third realm of enlightenment.

A whirlpool of spiritual energy actually formed in the Dantian within his body.

At this moment, he stood up and took out a Miki flower from his arms...

He swallowed the snake demon inner elixir, and always had enough spiritual energy on weekdays. Coupled with the bottles of top-grade spiritual potions just now, after this battle, he was able to break through to the realm of the master.

The cyclone in the dantian rotated rapidly, and Qi Chen breathed in fiercely at San Muhua.

In an instant, the leaves of the Miki flower withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, a golden gas followed Qi Chen's mouth and entered his body.

In the Qi-nourishing state, swallow one breath into the body, stay disease-free for a hundred years, and prolong your life!

However, the Qi entered the body like a sword, piercing the cyclone, and Qi Chen's entire body exploded with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds in the sky had not dissipated, and the small tribulation had just ended, and more black clouds gathered.

From below, there was a sound of panic.

"He wants to make continuous breakthroughs. This is the Three-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"

Author's note: I'm going to do a nucleic acid test after lunch, family!
Chapter completed!