Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Zhou Xuan stood on the high platform and never sat down. Smoke was flying in front of him, his breath was deep and fragrant, and he was staring at the field, with a bright white color in his eyes.

In his mind, when the sword was slashed out just now, the killing energy surged into the sky, it was sharp and unstoppable. The entire field was filled with low sword roars, going back and forth, changing reality and reality, and the dazzling scene contained deep murderous intent.

As soon as he sensed it, he felt a tingling sensation in the divine will. The frosty cold light was almost ready to overflow at any time. One can imagine the power of this sword and the pressure of facing it head-on.

"What will happen?"

Zhou Xuan was curious in his heart. He looked at the field without blinking, for fear of missing the next slightest change.

Such a sword pursues souls and kills, locks the energy, and is difficult to avoid. The best response is to use magic weapons to resist. But if Zhou Qing did this, it would be equivalent to surrendering.

Since Zhou Qing wants to stand out among the clan and dominate the rest, he must show strength beyond imagination!

"Virtuality and reality are intertwined, and sword energy kills souls."

Zhou Qing stood in the field. Facing this sword, he remained calm, unhurried and unhurried. His consciousness spread out, and with a slight turn, it turned into thousands of exquisite small mirrors, hanging on it, invisible and invisible. All the swords All the light of the Qi Sword is reflected on it, and every detail is visible.

With a calm expression and a calm demeanor, he examined the sword light reflected in the mirror in the sparse space, vertical and horizontal directions, clearly discerning the details, and found out where the real murderous intention lies.

No matter how extraordinary Zhou Lina is, no matter how magnificent this sword is, it is absolutely impossible for her to be so terrifying based on her level of cultivation. This sword contains both reality and imaginary, using imaginary to cover up the real, making people dazzled by the attack.

To defeat this trick, simply speaking, it is to avoid the false and go towards the true. After distinguishing the true and false, ignore the false tricks and face the real tricks.

This method of cracking is really simple. Most people can think of it, but almost no one can do it.

On the one hand, this sword looks really amazing. Faced with the murderous intent, it is difficult for the monks to calmly analyze and crack the sword without getting hurt. On the other hand, even if someone can analyze it calmly, but their level of cultivation is not high enough, they cannot tell the truth from the truth.

According to common sense, even with Zhou Qing's level of cultivation, it is impossible to tell the reality of this sword, but Zhou Qing is actually different.

He was born with two spirits, and his soul was innately powerful, incomparable to anyone else. He also practiced the "Ziqing Gaosheng Yuanhuang Dragon Transformation Diagram", "Spiritual Life Gold-falling Book" and "Miaoqing Ginseng Combined Skill", which are top-notch. Excellent Xuan Gong, which strengthens the soul and consciousness astonishingly.

Zhou Qing's spiritual consciousness is powerful, but far exceeds his level of cultivation.

Just like this, Zhou Qing's spiritual consciousness turned into a mirror, reflecting inside and outside. Between the lightning and flint, he had already discerned the reality of this sword.

Zhou Qing's thoughts changed, and his consciousness moved again. The original virtual sword light seemed to have been wiped away by an invisible big hand, leaving only the real sword light, full of murderous intent, soaked in the mirror, and illuminated clearly and clearly.

"In this case,"

Zhou Qing took a deep breath, and above the top door, black water gushes out, and then 365 ice-blue water droplets sprinkle down.

Drops of water scattered all over the sky and fell to the ground, making a clear sound. Between the collisions, a chill that froze everything spread and froze everything.

He did not choose anything else, but used the magical power of Yin Erosion Cold Water in the "Ziqing Gaosheng Yuanhuang Transformation Picture" to fully display the power of this magical power.

The next moment, the slashing sword light was suddenly blocked by the cold water ice and frozen inside. At first glance, it looked like grains of amber, with ice blue on the outside and frosty white on the inside. It was colorful and beautiful. .

"this,"

When Zhou Guangming saw this scene, the originally unstoppable sword energy turned into a frozen fish, rushing out in the ice blue, but it could not get out no matter what. The rapid jade sound of the collision fell on his ears. It sounded like thunder, causing his expression to change greatly.

"How is that possible?"

Zhou Guangming took a step forward. He looked at the crystal ice beads in the sky. Under the light of the sky, they were colorful and flickering, but there was a chill in his heart that was so strong that it could not be dissolved.

After all, this is not real amber. What is frozen in it is not harmless insects, but the unstoppable sword energy.

But looking at it now, the sword energy containing infinite murderous intent is really like an insect, wrapped in ice beads, motionless and lifeless.

This scene, which seems like a fantasy, happened. How did it happen?

He was limited to his realm of cultivation and could not understand it, but above the clouds, the great monks could see everything clearly and clearly, but because they could see it clearly, there was a kind of surprise in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Qing.

"Zhou Qing."

The pearl hanging on the forehead of the fairy above the clouds moved, reflecting a kind of azure color, falling sparsely on her eyebrows. She looked at Zhou Qing in the field, her jade face was solemn.

Being able to see through the swordsmanship of the outstanding juniors in his own team in the flash of lightning has shown an unimaginable acuity of spiritual consciousness, which is very remarkable. The subsequent use of magical powers to break through it is even more effortless, with an immeasurable weight. .

"Supernatural powers."

The female fairy glanced at the hanging ice beads, one by one, each bead was round and full, and the astonishing coldness contained in it hit her eyebrows with a chill, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

The opponent's magical power is indeed mysterious, but it cannot surpass the twenty magical powers in the sect, and he has not yet reached the level of Dacheng. It is completely contrary to common sense to have such power.

After thinking for a few times, the female fairy looked at Zhou Sheng and couldn't help but ask: "Zhou Qing's alchemy power is not just a first-grade elixir. What's so weird about his alchemy power?"

After hearing this, the other three great monks also looked at Zhou Sheng and pricked up their ears to listen. Even they were very curious.

Zhou Sheng also saw Zhou Qing's ability of Yin Xie Han Shui, and had some guesses in his mind, but he would not say it. He just smiled mysteriously and said, "Just wait and see."

"You,"

The female fairy saw that Zhou Sheng was still keeping it a secret at this time, and raised her eyebrows, like a green banana dyed with rain, like a green bamboo hanging with smoke, and glared at Zhou Sheng fiercely.

Of course, she knew that as the fight continued, Zhou Qing's details would definitely not be concealed, and would be exposed to them sooner or later. But now it was really uncomfortable to be kept in the dark.

Master Zhou Sheng didn't care about the female fairy's white eyes. He stood on the top of the cloud. The clouds on the top of the door were like the color of a spring soaked in autumn, with a clear bottom. He looked at the field and waited for things to continue.

Zhou Qing faced the gazes from all directions calmly. He raised his hand and put away his magical power Yin Xie Han Shui. Zhou Tian counted the water drops one by one and fell into the top door, ding-dong, ding-dong, looking at the woman with a slightly pale face opposite, he said: "Admit it."

Zhou Lina took a breath, and the pearls and jades hung on her hair, making the expression on her pretty face stained with a layer of fine sand light, becoming more and more complicated. She turned her mind, and the sword ball spun around and fell into the top door again, leaving only cold light shooting, silver waves, and bright colors flowing.

She paused for a while, then raised her head and replied: "I am not as skilled as others, I admit defeat."

After saying that, Zhou Lina had a sword energy on her body, wrapped her body, and returned to her high platform. Then, a bright moon rose on the high platform, the jade light sparkled, and layers of waves rolled down, protecting the left and right.

An indescribable depression permeated from the high platform. No matter what, she was out of the competition for the next ten disciples. The ups and downs outside had nothing to do with her for the time being.

Zhou Xuan looked at the high platform with jade light outside and depression inside, and thought of Zhou Lina, a sword-cultivating girl from the same clan. Just now, her sword energy was like condensed snow, like white jade, and murderous intent was unmatched. But once she was defeated, the light sank and she immediately became dim and silent.

If you don't learn well, you will be the king if you win or the bandit if you lose. That's how cruel it is!

Zhou Guangming and Zhou Jin were also deeply shocked. Their eyelids were twitching, and they felt that their eyes were full of cold light and the coldness was piercing. They didn't know what to say.

For a moment, the huge square became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

After a while, Zhou Ziyun on the cloud waved his hand, and the wind rustled, reflecting a crystal between his eyebrows. He spoke, breaking the silence in the field, saying: "Zhou Qing."

"Junior greets the real person."

Zhou Qing turned around and bowed to the cloud.

Zhou Ziyun's body was crystal clear, like warm jade emitting smoke, perfect and flawless. He continued to speak, saying: "You were more skilled in the fight just now, but if you want to make everyone else out, it is not enough for the clan to fully support you alone."

After hearing Zhou Ziyun's words, not only the others, but also the real person Zhou Sheng nodded secretly. Zhou Qing's performance in the fight just now was already extremely amazing, but for the family to break the rules, it was still a little short of meaning.

To stand out alone, you must be unparalleled, so that people can see at a glance that others are not on the same level as Zhou Qing.

After listening to this, Zhou Qing raised his head, his expression unchanged, and said: "I wonder what level of achievement the master thinks is appropriate for the younger generation?"

"This," Zhou Ziyun was startled, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he looked at it, and said in a joking tone: "If you can fight three people alone and not lose, I think you are the best in this generation and deserve it."

Even though the female fairy on the cloud was not happy because of the failure of her younger generation, she couldn't help but glared at Zhou Ziyun with her wonderful eyes when she heard such words.

This guy was a jumpy person when he was young, and later he restrained himself a lot as his cultivation increased. Now it seems that it is easy to change the country, but it is difficult to change one's nature.

It's a big joke to let Zhou Qing fight three people alone.

You know, the remaining Zhou Xuan, Zhou Guangming and Zhou Jin are not ordinary cultivators, but geniuses from top families like Luochuan Zhou family who are qualified to compete for the top ten disciples in the sect. It is definitely impossible for people of the same realm to fight against these three people.

The fairy was about to speak, but suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Zhou Qing below. This outstanding disciple of the clan was lowering his eyelids and looked like he was in deep thought.

"Thinking?"

The fairy was stunned. What was Zhou Qing thinking about? What was there to think about? Was he really thinking seriously about Zhou Ziyun's joke?

An unspeakable absurdity rose in the fairy's heart, but she took another look and found that Zhou Qing was indeed motionless, raising his eyebrows and thinking, very seriously.

Subconsciously, she took back the words that were about to blurt out, her jade face was straight, and the light was hanging like a necklace. There was a kind of solemn aura coming out of her Dharma body.

The others were shocked by this aura, and their smiles were put away. They all looked at Zhou Qing in the field at the same time.

Zhou Qing had a handsome face and looked a little immature, but in everyone's eyes, he looked like a deep well, deep and bottomless.

He turned around in front of everyone's eyes, then looked at Zhou Ziyun, calmed down, and confirmed in an extremely serious tone, saying: "Master, do you mean that I only need to fight against the three of them without losing, and I don't need to win?"

Zhou Ziyun, the great cultivator, wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh when he saw Zhou Qing's serious face. He could only nod his head. The color of the Gangyun on his head was like the ice skin that had just melted, and it was crystal clear, which made his voice brighter. He said: "Indeed."

Zhou Qing looked like he thought about it seriously, then nodded vigorously and said, "In that case, I'll give it a try boldly."

Although everyone had already expected Zhou Qing to agree after the previous preparations, when they really heard it, from the clouds to the high platform in the square below, everyone was speechless for a moment.

The great monks in the cloud were shocked, while Zhou Xuan and the other three people on the high platform were shocked and felt a sense of humiliation in their hearts, but no monk of the same level had ever dared to speak like this!

It was the only female fairy on the cloud who spoke first, breaking the silence in the audience. She stood up, the light on her skirt rippled like the mountains after the rain, and said, "Zhou Qing, can you Think carefully, once you really agree, according to the rules, you will be out of the game after failure, and you cannot go back on your words. "

The female fairy looked at Zhou Qing, her tone softened, and said: "You don't have to be embarrassed. The suggestion just now was just a casual one. If you don't agree, no one will say anything. Let's just find another way to fight. "

At this time, you can see the magnanimity of a great monk like her. Although Zhou Qing is not from her team and even let the outstanding juniors from her team be eliminated directly, she can still consider Zhou Qing at this moment.

"That's right." Another great monk spoke up and said, "Once the opportunity to compete among the top ten disciples is missed, it may not come again in the future. You must consider it carefully and don't act out of emotion."

After the fight with Zhou Lina just now, several great monks with sharp eyes have noticed Zhou Qing's extraordinary ability. If he didn't want to stand out and eliminate others in advance, but instead competed step by step with the competitors in the clan, he would have a high chance of standing out.

As the great monks in the clan, they hope that the people of their own group can win in the competition within the clan, but they also hope that the disciples in the clan who can represent the Luochuan Zhou family and compete with the geniuses of the outside sects are good enough.

There is no doubt that Zhou Qing is outstanding on the court.

Zhou Qing could feel the vague care of the great monks on the cloud, and further realized that the family valued inheritance. However, he was confident in himself, so he still insisted: "I'll give it a try."