Start Ten Consecutive Draws and Then Invincible

　　In the valley.

　　 Nangong Huang, Murong Xuan and other Daozi are fighting sword spirit clones.

　　 All kinds of kendo skills are displayed from their hands, and there is even no lack of saints, which is extremely powerful and earth-shattering.

　　 But the madman Chu’s sword aura clone was too powerful, his sword aura was extremely pure, and the rhyme of the sword’s Tao directly overwhelmed everyone on the scene, and it was impossible to let everyone use all kinds of methods.

　　 Sword Qi avatar raised his hand and cut out a sword, aiming at Murong Xuan, the sword aura was flying, enveloping a terrifying and boundless sword rhyme.

　　 Under this force, Murong Xuan's pupils shrank and he couldn't match it. The whole body was blasted by the sword gas nearly a hundred meters away, and a big hole was smashed into the ground, feeling like the bones in his body were about to break.

　　 He vomited blood directly, and the intense pain made him unable to move. Looking at the invincible sword qi clone, Murong Xuan suddenly thought... it would be nice to lie here.

　　 But at this moment, a breeze blew across his body, engulfing a mysterious Taoist rhyme and vitality, quickly repairing his injury.

　　In a short while, his injury recovered seven or eight.

　　 The madman Chu smiled at him not far away and said, "What are you doing while lying down? You are lazy, that's not okay, go, keep going."

　　 Murong Xuan's mouth twitched, but then he looked at Jian Qi clone, with war intent in his eyes, holding the sword and rushed up again.

　　 "Nine Sun God Art, Qi Sun Slash!"

　　 He saw Dao Yun flowing all over his body, an extremely hot Dao Yun surging out, turning into seven huge fireballs, floating in the air like seven suns, and then slashing towards the sword Qi.

　　 But seeing the sword qi avatar raised his hand, a purple sword light flashed across the void, seven fireballs shattered one by one, and the majestic flame energy was engulfed by the sword qi, sweeping in all directions like a solar storm.

　　 The Daozi all around were swept out by this storm.

　　 "Fuck me, this is okay?"

　　 "Murong Xuan's moves were actually used by him against us, is this level of kendo really just a clone?"

　　 "This is only one-sixth the strength of the head..."

　　 Everyone was amazed, gritted their teeth and killed the clone again.

　　 This battle lasted a full hour.

　　 In this hour, each Daozi was seriously injured at least twice, and the number of minor injuries is countless.

　　 After the first battle, several people lay on the ground exhausted.

　　 "Well, let's get here first today." Madman Chu glanced at the sunset, snapped his fingers, and the sword energy disappeared.

　　 He looked at Nangong Huang and said with a faint smile: "I will still be here tomorrow morning. Let's continue. It's okay. I said that you will defeat my clone in a month. Today is only the first day."

　　 "There are still more opportunities."

　　 Looking at the madman Chu who was smiling, Nangong Huang and others only thought that the head in front of them was not a devil pretending to be? !

　　, give us back that kind and gentle head!

　　 "Then do that first, bye."

　　The Madman Chu and Lan Yu left, and everyone lying on the ground looked at each other, only to feel that the front was dim, and their hearts groaned.

　　 "This is only the first day, and there are still three months to go before the competition. That is to say, we have to insist on this special training for more than two months. Oh my God, I am not alive." Zhuo Han wailed.

　　 "No, you can't let the head look down upon us."

　　 Junyi gritted her teeth.

　　 Today, Madman Chu’s disappointed expression came to her heart, making her make up her mind, "Even if you die, you must persevere."

　　 "If you want to die, you can't die. If the head of the house is a spring wind and rain, you have to get up and continue to be abused." Nangong Huang said.

　　 "Hey, do you want to go back?"

　　 Murong Xuan said.

　　 "I won't return, I don't have any strength."

　　 "The same is true for me. I'll let someone give us something to eat and drink, and take some more clothes by the way." Nangong Huang said.

　　 Everyone sat on the ground and began to restore their spiritual power. As soon as the exercises in the body started working, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

　　 "Have you noticed that the recovery speed of spiritual power in the body has become faster." Nangong Huang said.

"I also have this feeling."

　　 "It's because of the marrow pond."

　　 Murong Xuan thoughtfully, "Because the marrow bath has improved our roots and bones, we have become faster and more efficient both in the operation of the exercises and the recovery of spiritual power."

"Yes, Not Bad."

　　 Everyone nodded and looked at the marrow pond in the distance, with awe in their eyes. None of them were stupid. They naturally knew what this marrow pond meant to a sect.

　　 What is the criterion for judging the potential of a sect? Talent.

　　 And this marrow pond can produce talents in batches!

　　 "This is probably the key to the prosperity of Xuan Tianzong!"

　　 "This marrow pond is too important."

　　 "The chief arbitrarily put such an important thing here, it is too random."

　　 "There must be some prohibition, and this kind of thing should be very concerned by the saints, and it will not cause problems."

　　 After a while.

　　 Several disciples brought some clothes and food.

　　 When I saw a group of Taoists lying on the ground in a squeeze manner, I couldn't help but stunned.

　　 What kind of special training did this boss arrange for them?

　　 so scary? !

　　 After Madman Chu and Lan Yu left, he did not return to Lingtian Taoist Palace for the first time, but came to a clean valley.

　　 In this valley, the Saint Qingshuang lives.

　　 "Head, you are here."

　　 Sage Qingshuang's eyes lit up when he saw Madman Chu coming.

　　 "Well, let me see how Lingmi is growing."

"not bad."

　　 Sage Qingshuang brought the Madman Chu to a few acres of rice fields.

　　 This rice field is full of aura.

　　 This is a kind of spiritual rice, which is the rice that contains spiritual energy.

The aura content of 　　 Lingmi is not as good as some precious medicines, but its value is far better than some precious medicines, and even the holy-level precious medicines are not comparable.

　　 Because Lingmi can be grown on a large scale and has a short maturity period, it is easier to be absorbed by monks than precious medicine.

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　　 This is also the reason why their fast food is known as the best in the world.

　　 However, the value of the spiritual rice from Leiyin Temple is far worse than that of the spiritual rice that the Madman Chu asked Qingshuang Saint to plant.

　　 Leiyin Temple’s spiritual rice is just ordinary spiritual rice, and the madman Chu’s spiritual rice is the high-level spiritual rice he won from the lottery!

　　 is a legendary item!

　　 "I have already harvested it once, and the yield per mu is about 1,000 jin. I plant 20 acres here, and now the reserves of ling rice are about 20,000 jin."

　　 "How many times can I harvest a year?"

　　 "With the blessing of Otsuki Essence, it can produce about four times a year, which is 80,000 jin." Said Qingshuang Saint.

　　 "80,000 catties, this is far from enough."

　　 The madman of Chu shook his head. There are more than one hundred thousand disciples of Xuan Tianzong, and these eighty thousand catties of rice are just a drop in the bucket.

　　 "Now it can only be provided to some authentic disciples. If you want to use it on a large scale, you have to expand the scale of cultivation."

　　 "The scale can be expanded, but my Otsuki essence can't give birth to so many spiritual rice." Qingshuang Sage said.

　　Essential Qi is the practice method of Qingshuang Sage, which can be used to accelerate the growth rate of elixir. Starting

　　 But there is only one Sage Qingshuang, no matter how strong Yimu essence is, there is no way to give birth to too many spiritual rice.

　　 "It's okay, take your time."