In the middle of the night, Hua Hai Jing made breakthroughs all the way through Xu Qing's practice, directly reaching the fourth level.
This speed is extremely exaggerated, and it also makes the disciples of the Seventh Peak outside shake their hearts. However, most people in the Seventh Peak like to hide the disturbance.
So they noticed that Xu Qing's boat was a new one, and after realizing that it was a newly promoted disciple, most of them returned to their own boats. On the surface, they no longer paid attention, and everything was as usual, but in fact, they had secretly started to inquire about it.
Until the early morning sun slowly rises from the horizon in the distance, and the sunlight falls on the sea to form a dazzling light, spreading in all directions, Xu Qing, who is in the black-topped boat, opens his eyes from his lotus position.
The purple light in his eyes lasted for a dozen breaths before slowly dissipating, revealing the surprise within.
Although the practice in the second half of the night was obviously much slower, it only broke through the Sea of Transformation Sutra from the fourth level to the fifth level.
But reaching such a level overnight was beyond Xu Qing's expectation.
"Haishan Jue and Sea Transformation Sutra can complement each other..." Xu Qing found it incredible.
Sitting there now, he looked different from yesterday. His sharp edges and corners had become softer now.
There is even a faint, out-of-the-world temperament that is slowly emerging.
This is the breath brought by Huahai Jing.
Feeling the fifty-foot-long spiritual sea inside his body, Xu Qing took a deep breath and remembered what Haishan Jue said.
Mandrill can move mountains, Kui can move seas.
But after careful analysis and judgment from the bottom of his heart, he finally felt that the reason for this was partly due to the effect of Haishan Jue, but more importantly, the meridians in his body were transparent and there was no abnormality at all.
It is like an extremely strong container that has been built, and is not comparable to the body of a person who has just come into contact with spiritual practice.
That's why it can accommodate the influx of a large amount of spiritual energy in the early stages, which also explains why the practice speed slows down in the second half of the night.
The capacity of the container is not unlimited.
"But judging from the fact that I still broke through one level in the second half of the night, although my practice speed has slowed down, it can still support me to continue to improve rapidly."
Xu Qing thought for a while, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. Not only did he improve the Sea Transformation Technique that night, his Sea Mountain Technique also improved a lot.
At this moment, we are not far from the eighth floor.
The most important thing is that each layer of the Sea of Transformation Scripture has recorded spells, so he lowered his head and looked at his right hand.
With a thought, a drop of seawater suddenly formed in the palm of his hand. In an instant, it turned into a water ball the size of a head. It kept changing, sometimes turning into a flying knife, sometimes turning into a small shield, sometimes turning into a flying bird.
In his hands, the water ball is constantly changing. According to the different distribution of sea water, the emphasis of each transformed object is different, and the power is naturally different.
In the jade slips of Huahai Jing, no less than a hundred changes like this are recorded from the first to the tenth level.
While icy cold emanates from it, there is also an aura belonging to the Forbidden Sea, which can frighten the enemy's mind. At the same time, in terms of power... Xu Qing felt it a little bit.
The explosive power in this water ball was enough to deter all the fifth-level Qi Condensation in the scavenger camps he had seen.
Xu Qing measured himself without the Seven Blood Pupils, and after analysis, he came up with the answer. He could quickly kill within forty of these water balls.
But after he felt the spiritual sea of more than fifty feet in his body, he analyzed and concluded that about fifty water balls could be emitted. If he was good at changing this number, he would have to be extremely vigilant. Although he could kill him, it would take a long time. Take a little longer.
This is already an exaggeration. Xu Qinghai's Shanjue seems to be 70%, but compared to other people who practice Haishanjue, his combat power is equivalent to the tenth level. After all, Kui Ying is a great master.
In other words, a person who has reached the tenth level of the Haishan Jue normally cannot kill a disciple who is on the fifth level of the Seventh Peak Transformation Sea Scripture in an instant.
All of this made Xu Qing's understanding of the Seven Blood Pupils once again improve, and he had a deeper judgment on the longevity and strength of the disciples of the Seventh Peak.
"There is a huge gap between casual cultivators and sect disciples."
"At this moment, by cooperating with my body training, I am sure that I can kill my past self with just one stick of incense." Xu Qing whispered, and his expression slowly showed a bright light.
Although his cultivation level has not improved significantly, the improvement in combat power makes him feel that he is on the right path.
At this moment in the morning, the sun set and poured into the cabin along the awning, causing Xu Qing's shadow to form on the board. He lowered his head and looked at the shadow.
After a night of practice, all foreign matter was absorbed by the shadow, which made his shadow look darker than before. If you look carefully, it seems that the covered area contains an abyss.
At this moment, under Xu Qing's gaze, the shadow suddenly started to move, shaking from side to side, stretching out its hands, making a fist and then spreading its fingers, repeating the process over and over again, getting faster and faster.
It even expanded and shrunk rapidly, which looked extremely weird.
After a while, Xu Qing's expression showed a hint of fatigue, and his shadow instantly returned to its original state, motionless.
"After the second test and the breakthrough in the Sea Transformation Scripture, my control of shadows has also improved by leaps and bounds." Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the sun outside.
After a while, he slowly stood up, sorted out his belongings, took out the gray robe, put it on the table and touched it gently.
Then with a wave of his right hand, a drop of seawater formed, expanded into a water ball, then flattened, and finally turned into a water mirror, reflecting Xu Qing's figure.
The face in the water mirror has a hint of childishness, is extremely delicate, and contains unique charm. Although it is dirty, the look in its eyes is as dazzling as the stars.
Looking at himself in the water mirror, Xu Qing was silent for a moment, with determination on his face. He took off his scavenger clothes, revealing his refined and perfectly proportioned body after practicing the Haishan Jue.
He raised his left hand and grabbed the water mirror. Immediately, the water mirror came straight towards Xu Qing. When he got closer, it turned into a large amount of water vapor, directly covering his whole body. As it was continuously flushed, black sewage flowed along his slender body. Spreading under your feet.
Xu Qing stood there calmly. This was the first time in seven years that he had washed his body so thoroughly.
Because he knows that today's environment has changed. In slums and scavenger camps, he is covered in dirt, just like everyone else, so he is inconspicuous.
But here, if it remains the same as before, it will attract too much unnecessary attention. Although dressing up as a scavenger will give people a sense of poverty, it is not a secret that one has a magic boat. Anyone who cares will know it at a glance.
So it doesn't make much sense if you still pretend to cover it up.
Therefore, there was no ripple on his face, allowing the water vapor to wash away, gradually exposing a large area of his fair skin, including his face and hair.
Until a moment later, when the last trace of dirt on his body dissipated, Xu Qing opened his eyes.
The sun shines into the awning, falls on his black hair, and falls on his face, as if he is nostalgic and doesn't want to leave, and wants to flow gently through his body. Xu Qing feels a little uncomfortable, and takes a few steps back to let his body fall into the darkness.
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The figure in the shadow has black, vertical hair.
He looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with slanting handsome eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and pursed lips, sharp outlines, and slender figure, like a young eagle about to spread its wings in the dark night.
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The cold, arrogant, aloof, yet powerful, lonely and independent character, combined with the remaining childishness on the young man's face, made him exude astonishing charm all over his body.
Xu Qing lowered his head and looked at his hands, took out the inner layers of the gray robe and put them on one by one.
After finally putting on the shoes issued by the sect and putting on the Taoist robe, he waved his hand and the water droplets appeared again, washing away the blood stains in the cabin from last night until it was completely clean. Xu Qing walked out of the boat, his whole body glowed in the sun.
Indescribable brilliance.
Like a dusty gem, the dust has been wiped away, revealing a dazzling light.
Many of the guards patrolling the shore looked askance at him.
Xu Qing stood on the boat, squinting his eyes as if to block the eyes of the outside world. The direct sunlight falling on his skin also made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he understood that this was a necessary experience for him, so Xu Qing slowly opened his eyes.
With both eyes, force yourself to adapt.
After a while, he took a deep breath, turned around and got out of the boat.
With a wave of his hand, he put the black-awned boat into the bottle and slowly walked away under the gaze of the patrolling guards in the distance.
Today was the day he went to report to the murder department.
At the same time, he also planned to go to the drug store at the port to buy some herbs for refining white elixirs and poison powder. The elixirs on his body were now empty.
The port is very lively in the early morning.
External merchant ships and disciples from the Seventh Peak came in and out of more than a hundred ports, making the port bustling with many people coming and going. Most shops were also open at this time, and pedestrians on the streets also started their busy day.
Xu Qing's arrival attracted some attention because of his appearance, but to monks, appearance is just superficial appearance, so most people looked away after taking one look.
Xu Qing gradually adapted to it, but when walking on the street, he was still used to walking in the shadows. At the same time, on the way to the murder department, Xu Qing also noticed that in addition to pharmacies, there were shops opened in the port.
There are some weapon refining workshops and small carving shops.
Through the jade slips of the dharma boat, Xu Qing knew that not every disciple could refine the ark alone. For the vast majority of disciples, the materials and dharma boat were often sent to shops opened by disciples of the Sixth Peak, or
The engraving shop opened by the disciples of the Fifth Peak, went to commission the refining.
After paying attention to these shops, Xu Qing made some inquiries and found out the location of the Seventh Peak Murder Company, and walked quickly.
Soon, a magnificent building appeared in front of Xu Qing.
The gate of this building is very similar to the city lord's palace he has seen, but the area inside is larger, with dozens of small buildings standing in the middle, and waves of coercion spread from it, suppressing all directions.
In particular, the overall color is dark, and the two stone sculptures in front of the gate have a ferocious appearance, like a fusion of human and beast, like a Rakshasa, which is shocking.
The front door is deserted, and pedestrians often take detours to avoid it and do not dare to get close.
At the door at this moment, there were two young monks in gray robes, a man and a woman, both in their twenties, with ordinary looks. They were lazily leaning against the doorposts, breathing heavily. They seemed not to wake up, but
The moment Xu Qing walked over, the two of them immediately raised their heads, their eyes like lightning falling on Xu Qing.
Xu Qing looked calm and walked under the gazes of the two men. He was not too close and stopped at the door. He cupped his fists and bowed.
"Xu Qing, a disciple of the Seventh Peak, was ordered to take up his post and is here to report."
"Newcomer?" A faint light appeared in the young man's eyes, and he glanced up and down at Xu Qing, but soon his eyes shrank slightly, as if he felt a good wave on Xu Qing's body. When he was about to speak, he was pushed by the female companion beside him.
He opened the door and walked to Xu Qing first, looking at Xu Qing's face with a soft smile.
"This little junior brother, I don't know why you are here?"
"Everyone told me to come here to report, why do you ask?" The young man smiled half-heartedly.
The female cultivator seemed not to hear this and continued to look at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing instinctively took a few steps back. He didn't like being very close to others. At this moment, he was habitually observing the two of them, especially at the necks of the two monks, a male and a female. He instinctively took a few more glances.
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I guess many teenagers and girls will lament that Xu Qing finally took a shower...