"Hmph! Xiaoren, you can't go back anymore. Even if you pay any price, I will leave you and your entire Tianqing Sect behind." Qinglin, whose eyes were already red, roared angrily.
"That depends on whether you have the strength!" As he said that, Xiao Ren set up his formation and was about to take action, and his spiritual power was also boiling. When Bingpo saw this scene, he just pulled the corner of his mouth, full of disdain.
"Senior, please, the life and death of my Qingmu Sect depends on you." Just when Xiao Ren thought Qinglin would be furious and had a big fight with him, Qinglin bowed deeply to the white-haired young man beside him under his puzzled gaze.
"Master! Master! You are leaving so fast, wait for me." Jian Chi finally arrived. If Rong Que hadn't been training for more than a year, he might have been several miles away.
This made Xiao Ren suddenly nervous. Could it be that this kid is a master? It doesn’t seem like he is pretending to be a fake. Moreover, although this kid’s superficial strength is in the middle stage of the spiritual master, it gives me an invisible pressure. The sword sect who suddenly ran over was obviously a disciple of the Qingmu Sect, and he called that kid master. Qinglin didn’t dare to object. Could he be a real old monster in the deep mountains with hidden strength?
Just as Xiao Ren frowned, Rong Que smiled slightly at Bing Po. Of course, Bing Po knew his intention, so he could only rub his eyebrows helplessly, step out, and complained: "I have gained benefits, leave the coolie to me. If it weren't for your hope in this world, I'll kill you!"
Seeing that a woman was walking out, Xiaoren was stunned at first, then laughed: "Hahaha! Qinglin, Qinglin, I didn't expect that you were still so naive if you haven't seen each other for many years. Do you want me to let you go if you find a girl? Stop dreaming."
"Ant! Can you slander me?" Bingpo walked towards Xiaoren step by step, and said coldly. Of course, the ice and snow goddess at the top of the world is not something that these ants who have not yet reached the realm of the Spirit Saint have reached.
"Little Nizi, if you have fun for me, I really can't say that I'm happy and let Aoki Sect go. How about it? Can you take a look?" Xiao Ren's obscene eyes kept shooting back and forth on Bing Po. His saliva was almost flowing down with such a majestic figure.
Seeing this scene, Qinglin frowned, turned to look at Rong Que, and asked in confusion: "Senior, is it wrong for you to let a woman go?"
"It's nothing. I don't feel good about this Xiaoren, so it doesn't matter if I kill him." Rong Que couldn't understand Qinglin's question and answered casually.
"No, aren't you worried that Xiaoren attacked that woman?"
"What? You said that vulgar man? He is seeking death. Look, tell your disciples to try their best to defend themselves and not be injured." As he said that, Rong Que waved his hand and built a thick spiritual barrier in front of his body.
After hearing this, the sword fanatic behind Rong Que did not hesitate at all and immediately supported his defense. Rong Que's words were destiny for him. Besides, he had seen the strength of the woman, and he would be in great danger if he was accidentally frozen.
Although he was a little confused, Qinglin did not dare to violate Rong Que's order. For a moment, all the disciples of Qingmu Sect in the square supported their strongest defense.
Looking at this scene, Xiao Ren became even more arrogant and pointed at the Aoki Sect and laughed at him: "I won't be too heavy to attack. You will die soon. It doesn't hurt, and you don't have to defend yourself all the time, hahahaha!"
At this moment, Bingpo, who was more than ten steps away, suddenly stepped out and appeared in front of Xiao Ren in an instant. This speed immediately changed his face and he was about to defend.
At this moment, Bingpo raised his right hand, pointed it out, and said, "I think you are wrong. They are not afraid of you, but of me!"
After a word, when Xiao Ren and the group of Tianqing Sect disciples had not yet supported the spiritual defense, a strange blue light flashed and a burst of extremely cold air boiled from his fingertips.
In an instant, Xiao Ren, the first person in front of Bing Po, suddenly turned into an ice sculpture. The disciples of the Tianqing Sect behind him were no exception. At the moment they turned into an ice sculpture, the expressions on their faces were changing. First, they were shocked, then fear, and finally they were despair.
The cold air is like a river that has opened its gates. It is out of control and swarms out and swept within a radius of hundreds of miles. Anything that is touched will be frozen into an ice sculpture. Even if it is a flame, it cannot escape this fate.
"This... what kind of strength is this?" Looking at the mountains, rivers and rivers within a hundred miles in front of you turned into ice and snow worlds in that instant, this can be said to be the most spectacular scene Qinglin has ever seen in his life.
Just one finger, a gentle finger, and within a few breaths, only the small field of Qingmu Sect still had life, and the rest were all destroyed. This kind of strength, even Rong Que, who had seen the finger of the martial god, was slightly shocked. What kind of existence is the peak of the Spirit Saint?
The breeze blew, and Bingpo's long skirt flew, slowly retracted his right hand, and said with disdain on his face, "Ant is an ant, and he will never defeat the lion!"
"Master's wife is indeed domineering!" Looking at the busyness around her in shock, Jian Chi blurted out unconsciously.
Cold air, absolutely cold air. The moment when he said this, Jian Chi felt that the cold air was rising from behind, and cold sweat slowly flowed down. Just as he was about to change his words, Bing Po, who suddenly appeared behind him, said quietly: "You must always remember that I am your master's mother!"
"Yes, yes! Master's mother, Master's mother!"
Looking at this scene, Rong Que rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Senior, I am just stupid, so don't be teasing him."
"What, I feel sorry for you? Isn't it just teasing him? It's boring to stay in Shenxue for such a long time." Bingpo pouted, feeling unhappy.
At this time, Aoki Sect and his group slowly recovered from Bing Po's peerless means. Looking at the endless glacier, everyone looked at Bing Po with admiration, shock, unbelievableness, and fear hidden deep in their hearts.
However, Bingpo had long been used to these gazes. All those who surrendered to her feet were either to see their faces or to fear their own strength. However, only the Demon Lord Feng Luo in this world has obtained this goddess of everyone.
After truly experiencing Bingpo's strength, Rong Que began to feel that things were not that simple. Think about it, how could a top goddess in the world choose a small person in the early stage of the Spirit Saint to marry and have children? Rong Que rubbed his eyebrows and pushed the background of the Demon Lord Fengluo to the maximum possible extent he could imagine. Among them, the legendary Extreme Fire thing exists in a person in the early stage of the Spirit Saint, why no one robs it? Why did the Demon Lord Fengluo have committed countless serious crimes but have not been chased by anyone. He kept pushing it back, and a moment later he suddenly opened his eyes and a trace of sweat flowed down his forehead.
The expression was extremely solemn. In Rong Que's inference just now, after reasoning from various things, the Demon Lord Feng Luo, his background has long surpassed the four major sects on the mainland. What kind of existence is this? Is there a group of secret powerful people appearing in the dark on this continent?
Thinking of this, Rong Que swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around and asked Bingpo, "Senior, I wonder when we will leave?"
"It's coming soon. After you get the scroll, we will set off immediately." As he said that, Bingpo's eyes were still aiming at Qinglin, which immediately made a cold sweat burst out from behind him.
"Senior, please, please, please!" He was so scared by Bingpo's aim that he almost screamed. Qinglin immediately bent down and did not dare to look at Bingpo's eyes again, but just led the way for Rong Que.
Following Qinglin's footsteps, Rong Que walked to a two-story loft in the back hall of Qingmu Sect. Qing Lin bowed to Rong Que and said embarrassedly: "My Qingmu Sect is not a big sect. The highest-level qigong in the entire sect is also the middle-level immortal level. It is at the top of this attic. You are waiting for you here. Go and go back quickly."
Nodded slightly, Rong Que didn't say much nonsense, stepped out, pushed open the attic door, and walked in.
As soon as you enter the attic, a faint sandalwood wafts, and some moonstones are inlaid on the first floor. Although there is not much bright light, it is enough for viewing the scroll.
The Aoki Sect is not a major sect, and the collections in the Zangjuan Building are also very ordinary. The content of the first floor lacks the power of the soul. It is basically all mortal-level qigong, and a few Yuan-level qigong are also inferior.
However, Rong Que did not rush to go up to the second floor, but read all the Yuan-level scrolls on the first floor. For Qi training masters, among the scrolls, the ordinary level is just the martial arts among some knights who have not been able to practice Qi. The Yuan-level has brought some exquisiteness of Qi training. Each Yuan-level scroll can be said to be the cultivation thoughts of a Qi training master, a different path, but it also points to the peak.
For Rong Que, he was just starting to practice Qi, and was still unfamiliar with Qigong scrolls. Although he read a lot of books about Qi training when he was a child, he did not explain in detail the difference between a Qi training master and you and a Qi training master, but it is reflected in the scroll.
Although the scrolls usually record the same qigong style, the same attribute, same level, and same person’s effects are different. This depends on the complexity of the spiritual veins in the body of the person who uses qigong.
Rong Que's spiritual vein was developed by himself. In terms of complexity, it can be said that there are many people in this world who are much more complicated than him. However, because he has developed his spiritual vein, his spiritual vein is much tougher and more solid than ordinary people. It can be said that as long as he is willing, the speed of spiritual power flowing in a spiritual vein at the same time can reach several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary people at the same time.
If this is put in battle, you will use the same qigong as the enemy. When your spiritual power is dozens of times purer than the enemy, you can of course be at the top of your level.