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Chapter 211 Strong Enemy

The aura of this man's spirit was magnificent. Before he even made a move, Chen Zhe's spirit was in a trance. Although the spirit that Huang inherited just now was powerful, after all, it still gave people the courage to take action. Now this man, Chen Zhe, doesn't even have the courage to take action. .

There is too much difference in strength~

There was no wind here, but Qin Xin's hair was still blown into the air. She knew that Chen Zhe's soul was just the function of the concentration pill and was not stable enough, so she took a step forward to block the situation.

Chen Zhe felt very unhappy being blocked in front by a girl. But that was the fact. Now that he insisted on blocking in front of him, he was acting like an idiot pretending to be cool. He would probably be wiped out as soon as the other girl made a move.

"You girl, you are so courageous. You actually challenge me with your soul that has been cultivated in the foundation-building period." The old man's soul laughed loudly. It was full of arrogance and was very crazy.

Qin Xin's eyes rolled a few times: "I don't dare. I dare to ask senior Gao what sect he belongs to."

Qin Xin is still very smart when fighting. This man is so powerful and his strength is much higher than his own. It is too difficult to defeat him. Don't do anything yet. First find out the sect of this man and then think about it. weakness.

Cultivation sects have various cultivation methods. Some are good at using magic weapons, but their Tao methods are weak. Some are very strong in Tao methods, but their bodies are weak. Some have trained their bodies to be strong enough, but have no magic weapons.

Any sect that has been able to stand firm in the world of spiritual practice to this day will have its own advantages. Of course, weaknesses are also inevitable.

Although this person is strong, it may not be impossible to defeat him.

"Do you want to know more about my origins so that you can pay me?" The old man smiled contemptuously. His eyes swept over Qin Xin's soul like a sword. The little girl felt as if his soul was being burned by fire. It was a dark fate. After Zhenyuan resisted for a while, things got better.

This person's cultivation has probably far surpassed that of his master, and he has reached the stage of becoming a saint.

Chen Zhe didn't know much about cultivation and didn't know how to be afraid. But Qin Xin was familiar with the realm of cultivation and had a sense of awe in his heart.

This was not due to cowardice and fear. The opponent's strength far exceeded his own. In front of him, Qin Xin's soul was trembling slightly. His momentum was suppressed by the opponent to the point where he could not hold his head up.

Becoming a saint is the last stage of practice in the human world. It is specifically divided into: Ruoxu, Mahayana and Ying Jie.

When you reach these three stages, you can already be said to be half human and half immortal. If you pass the immortal tribulation, you can be ranked in the immortal class and ascend to the immortal world. Unfortunately, this step is even more difficult. Unless you get enlightenment from others or get real spiritual enlightenment. The elixir can only be obtained by great opportunity. If you practice it by yourself, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even so, this old man's strength can reach the realm of half-human and half-immortal. I am afraid that he is only a minority in the current spiritual world.

The old man saw through his thoughts at a glance. Qin Xin's face changed drastically. But the other party didn't care about her at all. He chuckled and said, "It's okay to tell you. I studied under Qinglong Temple. My name is Yueyang Zhenren."

"Master Yueyang." Qin Xin's eyes widened and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Qin Xin is familiar with the Taoist collections in the sect and is also familiar with the Taoist predecessors. Although Yueyang Zhenren does not stand out among the Taoist predecessors with high cultivation levels, it still left such an impression on her.

Qinglong Temple is located in Qinglong Mountain not far from Jiangcheng City. It was originally just a small, unpopular sect. It was repeatedly bullied and almost annexed. At that time, there was an anomaly like Yueyang Zhenren. He was gifted with great Taoism and was good at all kinds of things. Magic. He has reached the realm of distraction at the tender age of thirty.

At this age and at this level, there are young talents in Tianxin Pavilion and Methodist Sect who can achieve it. But it takes a lot of pills and painstaking cultivation from the elders of the sect.

The Qinglong Guan sect is in decline. It is rare to have such a person.

At that time, the strength of Qinglong Temple rose to a higher level and established a foothold in the spiritual world. Under the hands of Master Yueyang, it experienced the sect's peak period and squeezed into the second-rate sect.

If this Master Yueyang can be among the five ancient sects such as Tianxin Pavilion, Methodist Sect, Lieyang Sect, and Guanxin Tower, he will definitely become a great practitioner. This Master Yueyang glides across the sky like a shooting star. Qinglong Temple was promoted to a second-rate sect and disappeared immediately. Outsiders speculated that he might have died.

Unexpectedly, the Qiyin Bone-eating Soul-Eating Banner was taken in.

Master Yueyang felt very proud when he saw that a disciple of the Tianxin Pavilion sect like Qin Xin actually knew his name: "I thought that the disciples of Tianxin Pavilion had higher eyesight. After a few hundred years, no one remembers it." I'm sorry. You actually know my name. Very good. Very good."

Master Yueyang couldn't help but burst into laughter. His expression was extremely proud.

Chen Zhe was also shocked. He had met people from Qinglong Temple before. Shen Weiyang and Sun Fei were beaten by him. Those two people's cultivation was average. Qin Xin said that Qinglong Temple was just a second- or third-rate person. Pi, he really didn't take it seriously.

But looking at it now, any small sect can still produce a few big shots. This Yueyang master seems to be very powerful.

Chen Zhe's heart moved when he saw the excitement of Yueyang Yuanshen. Qin Xin said softly: "It seems that he is in a good mood. We can make friends and then we can see."

When he saw Qin Xin looking back with fear in her eyes, his heart trembled: "What's wrong?"

"People from a small sect like him hate our disciples of the five ancient sects the most. If they take action later, they will definitely use the most cruel methods. We are doomed." Qin Xin's voice trembled and she grabbed Chen Zhe's arm. The arm carrying Chen Zhe also started shaking.

The little girl was a little scared.

Chen Zhe didn't understand why Qin Xin said that, so he asked her: "Why do you say that? Do small sects hate big sects?"

"Of course. The powerful sects occupy the best spiritual land, practice the strongest Taoism, and take the best elixirs. The disciples of the small sects are the most jealous of us. When we were fighting, we wanted to bite off our flesh..." Qin Xin said in fear. Thinking of Master Yueyang's cultivation, his body was trembling slightly.

Chen Zhe suddenly understood:

It turned out to be like this. For example, when he was in high school, the school divided the young people into a class for top students and a class for poor students. The top class used the best teachers, the best hardware facilities, and the most systematic teaching methods. The class for poor students just dealt with it. Basically It's like giving up.

Therefore, in addition to being divided into classes based on rich and poor family backgrounds, students were also divided into two classes: top students and poor students.

So the people in the poor class were jealous of the people in the top class. When they met in a basketball game, they would beat the top class to death. People on both sides were injured one after another. Gradually, the hatred began to escalate. Students on both sides also started to hate each other. No contact. Clear boundaries.

Simple students have forgotten that this class is divided by the school. Their enemy is not the top students, but the school. In other words, it is the education method in which those with higher scores are better.

System creates class.

Zhenren Yueyang was born in a second- or third-rate sect. He hated the disciples of a first-rate sect like Qin Xin with all his heart. It was like a poor man who naturally disliked the rich second generation.

Sure enough, Master Yueyang smiled proudly for a long time: "I have been here for two hundred years. It is really boring. I didn't expect that a disciple of the five ancient sects like Tianxin Pavilion would come in. I would like to fight with you. ."

Using the strong to bully the weak has remained unchanged throughout the ages.

This time when Master Yueyang said "be good at fighting", he deliberately emphasized his tone. The hatred in it was overwhelming. It seems that when he was alive, many sects were oppressed by famous sects like Tianxin Pavilion.

Qin Xin took a few steps back with a pale face. Master Yueyang laughed proudly.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Zhe patted her on the back: "The worst case scenario is death."

The worst that can happen is death. How much worse can it be.

Qin Xin was encouraged by Chen Zhe. She gritted her teeth and stood up straight, not wanting to lose the prestige of the sect. She summoned the Red Xiao Sword. When the Red Xiao Sword encountered such strong pressure, it let out a harsh buzz. Qin Xin activated her true energy, and her momentum soared to the sky. And Qi actually started to fight against Master Yueyang. It was like a huge rock facing a huge wave. Although the opponent was very powerful, he still stood firm.

When Master Yueyang saw Qin Xin's trembling appearance at first, he had some thoughts in his mind that "a famous disciple is nothing more than this". When he saw Qin Xin was still unconvinced and looked for an opportunity to fight back, surprise flashed across his face:

"Hey, a famous disciple is really something extraordinary. Although you have the help of an immortal magic weapon, it is rare for you to show off to me with your early foundation-building skills."

As expected, it is the Ruoxu stage of entering the Holy Third Realm.

Qin Xin gritted his teeth and said, "Qin Xin, a disciple of Tianxin Pavilion, please ask me for advice from my senior."

Master Yueyang laughed loudly. His body dropped slightly, and he could not see how to use his strength. The momentum increased by three points. Qin Xin's body immediately took a few steps back. A bright red color flashed across the face of Yuanshen. He gritted his teeth again. Stopped.

Chen Zhe put his hand on the little girl's back: "How about it."

Qin Xin gritted her teeth and struggled to hold on. But she knew that she probably had no chance at all. Her true energy had dropped drastically, and even her golden elixir was gone. How could she compete with Master Yueyang who was three realms above her?

All it depends on is a stubborn spirit.

"I'm on it."

Qin Xin poured her remaining true energy into the Red Xiao Sword. She let out a scream and flew up against the wind. She jumped up high and managed to open a gap under the opponent's awe-inspiring momentum and rushed over.

The closer she gets to Yueyang Zhenren's Yuanshen, the greater the pressure, and the more terrifying she can feel the Ruoxu realm. The little girl is determined and rushes over with an aura that will never return. It's a pity that Chen Zhelian built the foundation None. I can only work in a hurry at the back and can't even help at all.

"It's just a mayfly that shakes the tree." Master Yueyang laughed loudly. He released three points of his true energy, and his momentum suddenly increased.

Qin Xin suddenly felt that the further he moved forward, the harder it became. He had only jumped halfway, but the momentum was already suppressing him. He could no longer move forward.

The wild laughter of Master Yueyang reached his ears. Qin Xin, who was suppressed and had no power to fight back, felt unhappy. The white index finger of his left hand tapped the tip of the sword.

The Akashi Sword made a stronger buzzing sound. The little girl's face became increasingly red.

.................................................Breaking update today .I plan to sit all day and blast as much as I can. Guess how many I can blast.


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