The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter 48: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 27
Chapter 48: The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 27
The basic swordsmanship she used was not as good as the basic swordsmanship of the Sword Sect disciples who already had their own styles. The basic swordsmanship she used was the most standard and not very powerful, but it was the master Wu Bing who used it on her.
Special guidance.
Mo Yiyi practiced basic swordsmanship over and over again, and Wu Bing's spiritual energy always dragged her, guided her, taught her where to use her strength, and where to sweep her sword's edge!
Mo Yiyi, who was dragged and guided by the spiritual energy, no longer needed to think about the next sword move. She didn't have to be so tired after a set of sword moves. She finally focused on the sword move itself!
There are a total of twelve basic sword techniques in this set, and Mo Yiyi can complete it in two snaps of his fingers (20 seconds). If you are skilled and fast, there is no limit to the time you can complete one set. Although this set of sword techniques is simple,
It’s easy to get started, but the physical strength of those who practice is very demanding. If your body is not up to standard, you will be out of breath after five times, and you will definitely be tired after ten times. The rest depends on your willpower.
Mo Yiyi's body was not up to standard, so she would be paralyzed after more than ten times. Being manipulated, she could only do about thirty times.
Usually when Mo Yiyi practices swordsmanship, all she thinks about is how to practice it more times, so as she practices, those moves will become less and less accurate, moving more and more towards the direction of saving effort.
But now, swinging the sword no longer seems to be difficult. The spiritual energy drags her and guides her. Her body has become lighter, the burden on her body has become smaller, and every swing of the sword seems to become easier.
Got up.
She no longer needs to think about how to complete it several times, and she no longer feels that practicing swordsmanship is a kind of torture. Even because she has experienced the pain before, the current practice method makes her feel very comfortable, from rejection to acceptance, and to
As for now being truly familiar with these swordsmanship, she understands every move and style of these swordsmanship, and where to target it when facing the enemy. She has even begun to imagine an imaginary enemy in her mind, and how the opponent will react to her offensive.
!
Wu Bing stared at Noila Mo, seeing that she also entered a state of selflessness, and then slowly withdrew his spiritual energy.
However, Mo Yiyi's sword practice was not disturbed. She was already a monk in the Qi refining stage, and she also had spiritual energy in her body. Even because her body was condensed by spiritual energy, her spiritual energy was consumed slower than other monks, and her recovery was slower.
It's much faster!
These spiritual energy came out in threads, filling the vacancy that Wu Bing had taken away, and continued to drag and guide No Yiyi.
Until Wu Bing withdrew all the spiritual energy, and all the spiritual energy he guided turned into Mo Yiyi's spiritual energy.
He felt relieved after seeing that there was nothing abnormal in Mo Yiyi's sword practice. After taking one last look at the illusion, he flew into the air and came to the Yuanying monk sent by the imperial court, and looked back with him.
The fairy tower was flying extremely fast. As soon as Wu Bing stood firm, the fairy tower had already appeared next to the spacecraft and stopped steadily!
Penglai's disciples curiously poked their heads out of the small building and saw the gray sky and the half-dead evil god. They also saw the gorgeous spaceship that Jian Zong was riding on, and even saw the two people standing beside the ship.
Nascent Soul Stage Monk!
Penglai's disciples behaved politely and did not speak, but just looked at him silently.
After Zigu stopped at the Immortal Tower, she also walked out of the building and stood with Wu Bing and Yuan Yingqi from the imperial court. With a false and gentle smile, she said hello to Wu Bing.
"I heard that the sorcerer has killed everyone, and the Sword Sect really only has this little use left."
Wu Bing was not angry after hearing this, and even nodded.
"Indeed, after all, we are the largest sect in the world of cultivation."
The fake smile on Zigu's face deepened by two points, and she looked a little ferocious.
The Yuan Yingqi from the imperial court coughed slightly, temporarily interrupting the confrontation between the two.
He doesn't want to get involved in a fight between two top sects. He is just a mortal monk. Who is number one or number two in the world of cultivation has nothing to do with him!
"Fairy Penglai is fine. I heard that Fairy Zigu is good at formations. I wonder if Fairy would be willing to work with us to seal such evil things?"
Zi Gu finally moved her eyes away from Wu Bing's face, and when she looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator, she regained her original gentleness.
"Of course, I have to seal these evil things myself before I can rest assured."
It would be fine if she hadn't met him. Now that he had met him, as an array master, how could she ignore it?
Yuan Yingqi of the imperial court breathed a sigh of relief and just wanted to help.
Then he said again.
"The believers of the evil god have not been completely eradicated yet. It will take some time to eradicate them, so we have to wait to seal the evil god to prevent believers from escaping later and causing trouble again."
Zigu nodded.
"I know these things, don't worry, I will wait for you together again."
There have been cases where believers of the evil god did not completely eradicate them before sealing the evil god. As a result, the believers of the evil god escaped after the evil god was sealed.
Later, these evil god believers continued to worship, and the evil god had a clone outside the seal. The clone continued to absorb the believers' beliefs and sacrifices, and finally merged with the main body in the seal. Not only did the seal break, the evil god merged with the clone after coming out also became
It became even more powerful, causing devastation to all living beings in the land.
In this world, the life of mortals is extremely difficult. If you are not careful, a large number of mortals will die, so later monks will be extremely careful when dealing with such things.
Even though Wu Bing and the Yuanying monk seemed to be indifferent to the evil god, in fact, the two Yuanying stages were always staring at the evil god. If there was a slight disturbance, not to mention Wu Bing, even the Yuanying stage could fight this.
The seriously injured evil god cannot take care of himself!
Despite how loud the evil god was before, it was actually afraid of death. It knew the consequences if it didn't resist, but being sealed was better than being killed directly.
After being sealed, he could still imagine the possibility of his escape.
But if you are directly beaten to death, then there will be nothing!
So despite the fact that this evil god was still shouting before, he actually behaved very honestly after being left aside. Apart from spitting out filthy air, there was no other movement.
Now the Immortal Tower in Penglai is here, and another Nascent Soul Stage has emerged from it. This time the evil god is more honest, and even the black energy he exhales is much smaller!
It will take some time to find all the followers of the evil god. This is not a matter of one country. Mortals in one country cannot give birth to such a powerful evil god. Its followers must exist in the entire mortal world, in every country.
Communication means and information transmission are not a problem, but the investigation of the whole world is a job that takes time.
So we still need to wait for the notice from the court!
Therefore, Penglai's Immortal Tower and Jian Zong's spaceship were adjacent to each other. Zigu and Wu Bing refused to give in to each other. They stood in mid-air, and the atmosphere of competition filled the air, making the Nascent Soul Stage monk even more entangled.
The two of them were competing, and the Yuanying stage monk did not dare to dissuade him. He could only let the Nascent Soul stage managers of the two sects compete with each other. Gradually, crackling sounds appeared in the air, and they became more and more dense!
The Nascent Soul Stage monk was a little worried that the two would fight, but he did not dare to dissuade him. He could only minimize his presence as much as possible, fearing that he would become a fish in the pond between the two.
Fortunately, the two stewards were both reasonable and did not start a fight as Nascent Soul Qi thought. Instead, after fighting for a while, they started a verbal fight.
Zigu smiled softly, and she didn't know when she had a round fan embroidered with ink bamboo in her hand.
The fan was swaying slightly, and the crackling sound in the air seemed to be getting louder!
"Why haven't I seen your sword sect's large flying sword? Is it broken because of poor quality?"
"How is that possible! I changed to a spaceship just because my disciple is eager to learn and said that there are illusions in the spaceship that you can see. While you are in a hurry, you must not forget the basic exercises!"
Zi Gu had long noticed the "dance of demons" by Jian Zong disciples, but she did not take the abnormalities of those Jian Zong disciples seriously. After all, in the eyes of most Penglai monks, there was no normal person in Jian Zong!
After Wu Bing said this, Zi Gu took another careful look at the sword sect disciples practicing swords on the deck, and finally saw the illusion without any momentum.
Before you notice it, this illusion is like air, and no one will notice its edge.
But once you notice it, you won't be able to take your eyes away, especially after you figure out who the illusion is, Zigu's expression becomes even more solemn.
After the illusion thoroughly demonstrated the basic swordsmanship, Zigu's face could not suppress a flash of solemnity, but soon, this solemnity disappeared.
She continued to stab Wu Bing.
"I remember that this should be the Mahayana sword cultivator from your Sword Sect. Why, after he recovered from his injury, he came out to teach new disciples again?"
"It's almost good. Teaching the disciples is also a pastime. I just wonder how the Penglai people are doing now?"
What can we do now?
When there was an abnormality at sea, Penglai and Jianzong each sent powerful experts to check. Penglai sent three, and Jianzong sent one.
Later, he was beheaded by Abnormal. All four Mahayana monks were seriously injured. Among them, the one from the Sword Sect was the most seriously injured. Later, in order to better recover from his injuries, it is said that he received a mission from the sect and was stationed at the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce.
Already.
But I didn't expect that it would be almost healed now.
Sure enough, the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect are so thick-skinned and their vitality is so tenacious that they don’t look like humans. They are like monsters in human skin!
Thinking of this, Zi Gu felt even more unhappy.
Although their Penglai Mahayana injuries were lighter than that of the sword sect's great power, because they were at that level of Mahayana, they were "short of food and medicine". Even if their Penglai foundation was solid, they couldn't use much to heal the Mahayana's injuries.
Pill, so as long as the injury is not life-threatening, you can only survive the injury on your own, so it is not easy to recover.
It's just that the injuries he suffered during the same period were lighter. However, while his powerful master was still recovering from his injuries, Jian Zong's was already alive and kicking!
It is unreasonable that a group of war lunatics can recover so quickly!
Of course, Zigu only dared to say this in her heart, but she couldn't express it at all.
Even when she faced this "almost good" Jianzong elder, she had to say something particularly dishonest.
"It's pretty good. It's a good thing that it's getting better so quickly."
She sighed in her heart, but her eyes fell on the illusion on the deck again. After looking at it carefully several times, her eyes moved to the other disciples of the Sword Sect.
It is impossible to say that I am not envious.
Even she, after watching the basic swordsmanship from a distance for a while, still felt that she had benefited from it.
The following disciples of the Sword Sect are all sword cultivators and from the same sect, so they should benefit even more.
But then she thought again, and she discovered something unusual.
"That little girl in gold and silver must be your apprentice. Let me just say, the Jianzong is so poor, where did they get the spiritual stones to buy the illusion? I didn't look carefully just now, but look now, there are so many piles on the deck.
A lot of spiritual stones. I really can’t believe that the Sword Sect has fallen so low that it has already started picking out the spiritual stones from the pockets of its disciples.”
These words stung Wu Bing. His eyes narrowed slightly and his tone seemed to have become colder.
"No matter how bad our Sword Sect is, we are not exploiting our own disciples. As for Penglai, this Immortal Tower has been used for eight hundred years. Isn't it because Penglai has lost its wealth?"
"Oh, our Penglai flying magic weapon is made of the best materials. You don't have to worry about it breaking after using it for thousands of years. As for your sword sect's big sword, it is replaced very frequently."
Zi Gu ridiculed Jian Zong for being poor, and Wu Bing said that Penglai was in decline. Zi Gu couldn't bear it, and said that Jian Zong was trying to make the sword bigger and bigger, but it was useless and could not be used.
How long does it take for it to break?
What Zigu said was true, but Wu Bing didn't acknowledge it, he just said it.
"The disciples of the Sword Sect use a variety of natal weapons. In order to reflect the characteristics of our Sword Sect, the style of the big sword must of course be renovated. The disciples think this is very good. When it comes to Penglai, you seem to have only small swords.
Lou, I don’t know if you Penglai disciples will find it boring.”
Zigu used various tricks to say that their Jianzong clan was poor, and Wu Bing said that they in Penglai were sticking to the old rules and not wanting to make progress!
The two stewards stared at each other, and the atmosphere around them seemed to be getting more and more tense!
Noila Mo came back to her senses when her body couldn't bear it anymore. When she suddenly came back to her senses, she was still a little confused.
At this time, Manager Yang came over and clapped his hands to congratulate him.
"Congratulations to Little Friend Mo. After practicing one hundred and thirty-seven times in one breath, Little Friend Mo has made rapid progress and is already better than the disciples accepted by the Sword Sect in previous years."
Manager Yang sent a spell at the right time. After using it, Mo Yiyi looked brand new. Apart from being still tired, she could no longer see the traces of strenuous exercise!
This time, although Mo Yiyi was tired, she could still stand with her sword in hand.
She had been practicing swordplay for such a long time, and her brain had insufficient blood supply. She took a breath for a while before she realized what she was doing. She opened her eyes slightly and asked Manager Yang.
"How many times did you say I practiced??"
"One hundred and thirty-seven times. Little friend Mo has practiced a total of one hundred and thirty-seven times. Yang has been helping the little friend count."
“One hundred and thirty-seven times??”
"Yes."
Mo Yiyi took two more deep breaths, and then stood up.
"I actually practiced it a hundred and thirty-seven times! Haha."
With a paralyzed face, Noila Mo laughed out loud.
Such a smile would always make those who saw it mistakenly think that she was dissatisfied, so the smile on Manager Yang's face paused, and he stopped congratulating her and turned to comfort.
"Little friend Mo can practice one hundred and thirty-seven times in one breath, which is already very good. Little friend, don't think too much, and don't ask too much of yourself. I think your master, Manager Wu, will be happy for you when he knows your results."
of."
Noila Mo continued to smile with an expressionless 'hehehe'. After listening to Manager Yang's comfort, she straightened her back and said happily.
"Of course, I know I am already very powerful. One hundred and thirty-seven times, I am so powerful!"
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