Chapter 89
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Zhao Shi asked Ji Rong, "how is the skill deduction?"
Ji Rong said: "it's just OK. At present, I can push out the Qi refining skill which is barely out of the prefecture level. But our cultivation is still too low to be perfect. "
With regret on his face, "Blood Sea sword classic" seems to him like his son, and it makes him very sad that he can't do the best.
Zhao Shi also nodded: "there is no way. The entangled structure of the soul involved in the gas refining period. At present, the two of us can't do the best. There is no way.
If this defect will be enlarged in the future, and can not make up for our voluntary suicide demotion
Zhao Shi is more regretful than he is, and he has no less affection for the "Blood Sea sword classic" than any other person.
After giving Ji Rong's gift to him, Zhao Shi picked up a long box and called Ouyang Dance: "no, this is a gift for you."
"Do I have any presents?"
Ouyang dance looks happy, slowly open the box, a blue Wang with scabbard sword appeared in her eyes.
From the appearance, it is willow shaped, three fingers wide and about one meter three long.
She slowly pulled out the lancet. The moon white blade felt warm all over her body, and the temperature around her rose a little.
Yang Qing couldn't help but step back. The knife made her feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Shi said: "the name of this sword is Yueyang sword. I captured it from a top martial artist who built foundation. It should be a high-level sword, which is of some use in the foundation period.
You can use it first. You can change it when we reach the gas refining period. "
"Well"
Ouyang dance gently stroked the body of the sword with his finger, with a smile on his face: "thank you, I like it very much."
Zhao Shi nodded: "if you like, remember to practice martial arts more quickly. If you are threatened again, I'll beat you up."
Ouyang stamped his feet and glared angrily: "how can you like an old woman, mention this matter over and over again.
I've already said I'm good at it
Zhao Shi: "ha ha"
my stupid personal guard captain, if I hadn't found a monk who was cheaper than you and was as stupid as you, I would have fired you for many times.
Ji Rong thought for a moment and then said, "there is another problem. There are not enough scientific researchers at the grass-roots level, which leads me and daymaster to do those simple and necessary repetitive work sometimes.
This situation has delayed our research progress. "
Zhao Shi said with a headache, "how many more people do you want?"
To be able to engage in the creation of skills, even in Ji Rong's opinion, it is not low for people who only need to move bricks repeatedly. At least they need to start as graduate students.
"At least ten people are needed for us to..."
"Dodge!"
In the middle of Ji Rong's words, Zhao Shi abruptly retreats from Ji Rong, his blood red internal power surges, and a blood red full moon emerges and cleaves to a quiet blade beside Ji Rong.
Seeing this, Ji Rong didn't panic at all. He curled up and rolled to the side, far away from Zhao Shi.
Ouyang dances with one hand and pulls out his sword. His face is unwilling, but he still dodges to one side step by step.
Fortunately, the target of the sneak attack was not the two of them, which did not affect them.
Ding! Pooh!
The wind blade and Zhao Shi's internal force, the red crescent moon, collide with each other, and a cloud of green and red fragments explodes around, cutting out cobweb like cracks on the bluestone floor.
At the center of the crack is a deep pit more than three inches wide. The obstacles around the cobweb, whether porcelain or seats, are scratched to pieces, and the fracture surface is smooth.
The sound of a bang, the solid mahogany windowsill was hit and fly, a masked man in a black Taoist robe came in, looking at Zhao Shi's look, it seemed a little suspicious.
"You are just a mortal. Why can you feel my attack and break my blade?"
According to the law, this is absolutely impossible. The attack that the immortal guides the aura of heaven and earth with his magic power is absolutely impossible for mortals to stop.
Zhao Shiliao slightly restored his internal power and looked at the strange Cultivator: "who are you, dare to attack me?"
"Ha ha"
the black robed friar was dumbfounded. It is rare that a martial artist dare to be so arrogant in the face of him.
"You broke through and became the swordsman among you mortals?"
The road orthodoxy after the foundation peak is to cultivate spiritual roots and become an immortal.
There are many side doors. One is to continue to improve the body and enhance the power of internal force regardless of the spiritual root, so as to obtain more powerful power.
However, it will not affect the life span. It will not increase the life span as the immortal cultivators do, but will reduce the life span, and the strength is far less than that of the immortal cultivators.
Aware of the truth, his eyes lit up. This kind of "sword saint" is also a valuable servant to the immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period, and can make them gain the upper hand in the battle of the same level.What's more, if you can refine a strong corpse there.
He couldn't help but be moved by the thought.
Hesitating a little, he said, "I'll give you a chance. You just let me plant a ban in your body.
I can spare your life and refine some pills to replenish qi and blood for you, so as to prolong your life
After taking a look at Yang Qing, he added: "this talented female ghost should also be handed in."
"Otherwise,"
his voice had a piercing chill: "not only you will be burned by me, but also they, all your family members will die."
Yang Qing's body curled up in a ball, trembling, in front of the real cultivator, she seemed to see the natural enemy, instinctive fear.
She couldn't help but look at Zhao Shi in fear that he promised to sell himself.
Looking up at Zhao Shi, he found that Zhao Shi was walking slowly towards the monk in black robe. His manner was respectful and awed. He could not help but despair.
To is Ouyang dance and Ji Rong have been retreating, Ji Rong face expression light, Ouyang dance face with anger.
"Well, how are you thinking? But the kindness of my immortal master is not common. "
The black robed friar saw Zhao Shi slowly draw closer to himself. He didn't care at all. His eyes were full of banter.
"I'm not kind enough to give you a chance."
With the connivance of the monk in black robe, Zhao Shi came within three Zhang of him. His internal force was highly agglutinated on the tip of the sword. He thought of his chest with a sword.
The internal force structure flickers and changes. A vivid miniature internal force lotus flower rotates on the tip of the sword and points on the black robe Friar's chest.
"So stubborn? Anyway, the body of the swordsman is very valuable. "
The monk in black shook his head. A red shield appeared on his body, and then a red fireball shot down at Zhao Shi's random.
Click!
But his regretful face suddenly changed. In his unbelievable expression, Zhao Shi's sword broke his shield and stabbed at his heart!
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, the monk in black roared, and the fireball in his hand exploded instantly. A hot air wave came and shook the two people back at the same time.
"What a pity!"
Zhao Shi showed regret in his eyes, and his steps flashed. He held the sword again and thought of killing the monk in black robe. The fireball detonated in advance did not cause much damage to his body.
There was a deep wound on his chest dripping blood, only a little distance from the heart.
The mask of his face cracked, revealing a young face.
"Zhang Linfeng!"
Ouyang dance exclaimed.
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Zhao Shi asked Ji Rong, "how is the skill deduction?"
Ji Rong said: "it's just OK. At present, I can push out the Qi refining skill which is barely out of the prefecture level. But our cultivation is still too low to be perfect. "
With regret on his face, "Blood Sea sword classic" seems to him like his son, and it makes him very sad that he can't do the best.
Zhao Shi also nodded: "there is no way. The entangled structure of the soul involved in the gas refining period. At present, the two of us can't do the best. There is no way.
If this defect will be enlarged in the future, and can not make up for our voluntary suicide demotion
Zhao Shi is more regretful than he is, and he has no less affection for the "Blood Sea sword classic" than any other person.
After giving Ji Rong's gift to him, Zhao Shi picked up a long box and called Ouyang Dance: "no, this is a gift for you."
"Do I have any presents?"
Ouyang dance looks happy, slowly open the box, a blue Wang with scabbard sword appeared in her eyes.
From the appearance, it is willow shaped, three fingers wide and about one meter three long.
She slowly pulled out the lancet. The moon white blade felt warm all over her body, and the temperature around her rose a little.
Yang Qing couldn't help but step back. The knife made her feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Shi said: "the name of this sword is Yueyang sword. I captured it from a top martial artist who built foundation. It should be a high-level sword, which is of some use in the foundation period.
You can use it first. You can change it when we reach the gas refining period. "
"Well"
Ouyang dance gently stroked the body of the sword with his finger, with a smile on his face: "thank you, I like it very much."
Zhao Shi nodded: "if you like, remember to practice martial arts more quickly. If you are threatened again, I'll beat you up."
Ouyang stamped his feet and glared angrily: "how can you like an old woman, mention this matter over and over again.
I've already said I'm good at it
Zhao Shi: "ha ha"
my stupid personal guard captain, if I hadn't found a monk who was cheaper than you and was as stupid as you, I would have fired you for many times.
Ji Rong thought for a moment and then said, "there is another problem. There are not enough scientific researchers at the grass-roots level, which leads me and daymaster to do those simple and necessary repetitive work sometimes.
This situation has delayed our research progress. "
Zhao Shi said with a headache, "how many more people do you want?"
To be able to engage in the creation of skills, even in Ji Rong's opinion, it is not low for people who only need to move bricks repeatedly. At least they need to start as graduate students.
"At least ten people are needed for us to..."
"Dodge!"
In the middle of Ji Rong's words, Zhao Shi abruptly retreats from Ji Rong, his blood red internal power surges, and a blood red full moon emerges and cleaves to a quiet blade beside Ji Rong.
Seeing this, Ji Rong didn't panic at all. He curled up and rolled to the side, far away from Zhao Shi.
Ouyang dances with one hand and pulls out his sword. His face is unwilling, but he still dodges to one side step by step.
Fortunately, the target of the sneak attack was not the two of them, which did not affect them.
Ding! Pooh!
The wind blade and Zhao Shi's internal force, the red crescent moon, collide with each other, and a cloud of green and red fragments explodes around, cutting out cobweb like cracks on the bluestone floor.
At the center of the crack is a deep pit more than three inches wide. The obstacles around the cobweb, whether porcelain or seats, are scratched to pieces, and the fracture surface is smooth.
The sound of a bang, the solid mahogany windowsill was hit and fly, a masked man in a black Taoist robe came in, looking at Zhao Shi's look, it seemed a little suspicious.
"You are just a mortal. Why can you feel my attack and break my blade?"
According to the law, this is absolutely impossible. The attack that the immortal guides the aura of heaven and earth with his magic power is absolutely impossible for mortals to stop.
Zhao Shiliao slightly restored his internal power and looked at the strange Cultivator: "who are you, dare to attack me?"
"Ha ha"
the black robed friar was dumbfounded. It is rare that a martial artist dare to be so arrogant in the face of him.
"You broke through and became the swordsman among you mortals?"
The road orthodoxy after the foundation peak is to cultivate spiritual roots and become an immortal.
There are many side doors. One is to continue to improve the body and enhance the power of internal force regardless of the spiritual root, so as to obtain more powerful power.
However, it will not affect the life span. It will not increase the life span as the immortal cultivators do, but will reduce the life span, and the strength is far less than that of the immortal cultivators.
Aware of the truth, his eyes lit up. This kind of "sword saint" is also a valuable servant to the immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period, and can make them gain the upper hand in the battle of the same level.What's more, if you can refine a strong corpse there.
He couldn't help but be moved by the thought.
Hesitating a little, he said, "I'll give you a chance. You just let me plant a ban in your body.
I can spare your life and refine some pills to replenish qi and blood for you, so as to prolong your life
After taking a look at Yang Qing, he added: "this talented female ghost should also be handed in."
"Otherwise,"
his voice had a piercing chill: "not only you will be burned by me, but also they, all your family members will die."
Yang Qing's body curled up in a ball, trembling, in front of the real cultivator, she seemed to see the natural enemy, instinctive fear.
She couldn't help but look at Zhao Shi in fear that he promised to sell himself.
Looking up at Zhao Shi, he found that Zhao Shi was walking slowly towards the monk in black robe. His manner was respectful and awed. He could not help but despair.
To is Ouyang dance and Ji Rong have been retreating, Ji Rong face expression light, Ouyang dance face with anger.
"Well, how are you thinking? But the kindness of my immortal master is not common. "
The black robed friar saw Zhao Shi slowly draw closer to himself. He didn't care at all. His eyes were full of banter.
"I'm not kind enough to give you a chance."
With the connivance of the monk in black robe, Zhao Shi came within three Zhang of him. His internal force was highly agglutinated on the tip of the sword. He thought of his chest with a sword.
The internal force structure flickers and changes. A vivid miniature internal force lotus flower rotates on the tip of the sword and points on the black robe Friar's chest.
"So stubborn? Anyway, the body of the swordsman is very valuable. "
The monk in black shook his head. A red shield appeared on his body, and then a red fireball shot down at Zhao Shi's random.
Click!
But his regretful face suddenly changed. In his unbelievable expression, Zhao Shi's sword broke his shield and stabbed at his heart!
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, the monk in black roared, and the fireball in his hand exploded instantly. A hot air wave came and shook the two people back at the same time.
"What a pity!"
Zhao Shi showed regret in his eyes, and his steps flashed. He held the sword again and thought of killing the monk in black robe. The fireball detonated in advance did not cause much damage to his body.
There was a deep wound on his chest dripping blood, only a little distance from the heart.
The mask of his face cracked, revealing a young face.
"Zhang Linfeng!"
Ouyang dance exclaimed.
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Zhao Shi asked Ji Rong, "how is the skill deduction?" Ji Rong said: "it's just OK. At present, I can push out the Qi refining skill which is barely out of the prefecture level. But our cultivation is still too low to be perfect. " With regret on his face, "Blood Sea sword classic" seems to him like his son, and it makes him very sad that he can't do the best. Zhao Shi also nodded: "there is no way. The entangled structure of the soul involved in the gas refining period. At present, the two of us can't do the best. There is no way. If this defect will be enlarged in the future, and can not make up for our voluntary suicide demotion Zhao Shi is more regretful than he is, and he has no less affection for the "Blood Sea sword classic" than any other person. After giving Ji Rong's gift to him, Zhao Shi picked up a long box and called Ouyang Dance: "no, this is a gift for you." "Do I have any presents?" Ouyang dance looks happy, slowly open the box, a blue Wang with scabbard sword appeared in her eyes. From the appearance, it is willow shaped, three fingers wide and about one meter three long. She slowly pulled out the lancet. The moon white blade felt warm all over her body, and the temperature around her rose a little. Yang Qing couldn't help but step back. The knife made her feel uncomfortable. Zhao Shi said: "the name of this sword is Yueyang sword. I captured it from a top martial artist who built foundation. It should be a high-level sword, which is of some use in the foundation period. You can use it first. You can change it when we reach the gas refining period. " "Well" Ouyang dance gently stroked the body of the sword with his finger, with a smile on his face: "thank you, I like it very much." Zhao Shi nodded: "if you like, remember to practice martial arts more quickly. If you are threatened again, I'll beat you up." Ouyang stamped his feet and glared angrily: "how can you like an old woman, mention this matter over and over again. I've already said I'm good at it Zhao Shi: "ha ha" my stupid personal guard captain, if I hadn't found a monk who was cheaper than you and was as stupid as you, I would have fired you for many times. Ji Rong thought for a moment and then said, "there is another problem. There are not enough scientific researchers at the grass-roots level, which leads me and daymaster to do those simple and necessary repetitive work sometimes. This situation has delayed our research progress. " Zhao Shi said with a headache, "how many more people do you want?" To be able to engage in the creation of skills, even in Ji Rong's opinion, it is not low for people who only need to move bricks repeatedly. At least they need to start as graduate students. "At least ten people are needed for us to..." "Dodge!" In the middle of Ji Rong's words, Zhao Shi abruptly retreats from Ji Rong, his blood red internal power surges, and a blood red full moon emerges and cleaves to a quiet blade beside Ji Rong. Seeing this, Ji Rong didn't panic at all. He curled up and rolled to the side, far away from Zhao Shi. Ouyang dances with one hand and pulls out his sword. His face is unwilling, but he still dodges to one side step by step. Fortunately, the target of the sneak attack was not the two of them, which did not affect them. Ding! Pooh! The wind blade and Zhao Shi's internal force, the red crescent moon, collide with each other, and a cloud of green and red fragments explodes around, cutting out cobweb like cracks on the bluestone floor. At the center of the crack is a deep pit more than three inches wide. The obstacles around the cobweb, whether porcelain or seats, are scratched to pieces, and the fracture surface is smooth. The sound of a bang, the solid mahogany windowsill was hit and fly, a masked man in a black Taoist robe came in, looking at Zhao Shi's look, it seemed a little suspicious. "You are just a mortal. Why can you feel my attack and break my blade?" According to the law, this is absolutely impossible. The attack that the immortal guides the aura of heaven and earth with his magic power is absolutely impossible for mortals to stop. Zhao Shiliao slightly restored his internal power and looked at the strange Cultivator: "who are you, dare to attack me?" "Ha ha" the black robed friar was dumbfounded. It is rare that a martial artist dare to be so arrogant in the face of him. "You broke through and became the swordsman among you mortals?" The road orthodoxy after the foundation peak is to cultivate spiritual roots and become an immortal. There are many side doors. One is to continue to improve the body and enhance the power of internal force regardless of the spiritual root, so as to obtain more powerful power. However, it will not affect the life span. It will not increase the life span as the immortal cultivators do, but will reduce the life span, and the strength is far less than that of the immortal cultivators. Aware of the truth, his eyes lit up. This kind of "sword saint" is also a valuable servant to the immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period, and can make them gain the upper hand in the battle of the same level.What's more, if you can refine a strong corpse there. He couldn't help but be moved by the thought. Hesitating a little, he said, "I'll give you a chance. You just let me plant a ban in your body. I can spare your life and refine some pills to replenish qi and blood for you, so as to prolong your life After taking a look at Yang Qing, he added: "this talented female ghost should also be handed in." "Otherwise," his voice had a piercing chill: "not only you will be burned by me, but also they, all your family members will die." Yang Qing's body curled up in a ball, trembling, in front of the real cultivator, she seemed to see the natural enemy, instinctive fear. She couldn't help but look at Zhao Shi in fear that he promised to sell himself. Looking up at Zhao Shi, he found that Zhao Shi was walking slowly towards the monk in black robe. His manner was respectful and awed. He could not help but despair. To is Ouyang dance and Ji Rong have been retreating, Ji Rong face expression light, Ouyang dance face with anger. "Well, how are you thinking? But the kindness of my immortal master is not common. " The black robed friar saw Zhao Shi slowly draw closer to himself. He didn't care at all. His eyes were full of banter. "I'm not kind enough to give you a chance." With the connivance of the monk in black robe, Zhao Shi came within three Zhang of him. His internal force was highly agglutinated on the tip of the sword. He thought of his chest with a sword. The internal force structure flickers and changes. A vivid miniature internal force lotus flower rotates on the tip of the sword and points on the black robe Friar's chest. "So stubborn? Anyway, the body of the swordsman is very valuable. " The monk in black shook his head. A red shield appeared on his body, and then a red fireball shot down at Zhao Shi's random. Click! But his regretful face suddenly changed. In his unbelievable expression, Zhao Shi's sword broke his shield and stabbed at his heart! "Bang!" At the critical moment, the monk in black roared, and the fireball in his hand exploded instantly. A hot air wave came and shook the two people back at the same time. "What a pity!" Zhao Shi showed regret in his eyes, and his steps flashed. He held the sword again and thought of killing the monk in black robe. The fireball detonated in advance did not cause much damage to his body. There was a deep wound on his chest dripping blood, only a little distance from the heart. The mask of his face cracked, revealing a young face. "Zhang Linfeng!" Ouyang dance exclaimed. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
