The fairy is fierce

Kakaka——

The big tree was broken at the waist, and its crown fell down, hitting the river beach.

Wu Qingwan was awakened by the loud noise of a big tree falling to the ground. When she looked up, she discovered that a two-foot-long groove appeared in the dense forest behind the big tree. All the trees, flowers and plants along the middle were smashed to pieces, and the remaining cut was as smooth as a mirror.

"This...how is this possible?"

Wu Qingwan walked closer slowly, her eyes filled with disbelief - this sword was completely beyond her knowledge.

You must know that during the Qi refining period, only when you reach the eleventh level of the 'Wind Mansion' can you barely let the true Qi leave the body.

Even if Zuo Lingquan really has the tenth level of cultivation, he can only make his true energy clearly visible.

Putting aside the issue of true energy leaving the body, among the people Wu Qingwan has seen, no one can draw a sword so steadily.

Normally speaking, it is difficult to control the true qi outside the body. No matter how strong the control is, it cannot avoid the dispersion and loss of the true qi outside the body, and the dispersion and loss of the true qi will naturally reduce the killing power.

But Wu Qingwan could clearly see that the wooden piles and broken branches chopped out by the sword energy on the ground were connected in a straight line and as smooth as a mirror surface. This showed that the true energy gathered into a bundle after leaving the body, without any dispersion until the end was exhausted.

To achieve this step, it is difficult for Wu Qingwan to imagine how high the control required of the monks themselves is.

Her master, Yue Pingyang, has reached the sixth level of the Spiritual Valley. He is undoubtedly the number one person in the Great Dan Dynasty and even in the surrounding areas. He has mastered the methods of "Sword Qi into Gang" and "True Qi into Form", etc. The body's true energy is not stable to this extent, and some of it will always be lost.

Before she saw this sword, she didn't believe that there were monks in the world who could do this, let alone ordinary people who had never practiced.

Is this a demon in human form?

Compared with Wu Qingwanfu's shock, Zuo Lingquan's own reaction was much calmer.

Zuo Lingquan is very confident in his sword. If he had the cultivation level, he should have shown such killing power!

After drawing the sword, the zhenqi flowing in Zuo Lingquan's body had also dissipated, and his bones were a few ounces lighter, and he was even a little tired. He put a sword flower on his arm and sheathed the long sword. He turned to look at Wu Qingwan with his mouth open next to him and smiled:

"Senior Wu, how about my sword?"

how?

Oh my God!

Wu Qingwan's eyes were shining. She came back to her senses and circled Zuo Lingquan a few times, as if looking at a flawless jade, and said with surprise and doubt:

"Who taught you the sword you just used?"

Zuo Lingquan wiped the rain off his face, picked up the robe and put it on:

"Didn't I tell Senior Wu that I have practiced swordplay since I was a child, a thousand swordsmen a day, and after practicing for fourteen years, I can only speak like this.

Did you practice it yourself?

Wu Qingwan didn't believe it, but looking at Zuo Lingquan's expression, it didn't look like he was lying anymore. Although she didn't understand how Zuo Lingquan realized this sword, she knew the weight of this sword.

For practitioners, the method of refining Qi is to accumulate true Qi in the body and stabilize the meridians, while martial arts, spells, talismans, alchemy, etc. are methods of using the true Qi in the body.

The simplest way to distinguish whether these methods are good or bad is to look at the efficiency of using one's own Qi. When 10% of the true qi is used, only 10% is actually effective. You don’t need to think about it to know that it is waste. But Zuo Lingquan’s sword skill, the true qi leaves the body without any dispersion, is equivalent to 100% of the true qi being used, and 10% of it is used. The success effect and the speed are even more exaggerated. He is basically invincible in the same realm. Even the description of superior martial arts is low.

Excellent martial arts and techniques are often more precious than the Qi refining method that is the foundation of a sect - it doesn't matter if you refine Qi slowly, the most important thing for people in practice is time; the martial arts and techniques used to defend the enemy are life. What matters is who is stronger in a fight, which means the difference between life and death.

If word of Zuo Lingquan's divine sword skill spreads, it is self-evident how many people will be jealous. I am afraid that even the nine supreme sects in the south will be watching.

In the final analysis, as a practitioner, it is still a wilderness where the strong are respected, and weakness is the original sin. Wu Qingwan knows this truth very well. She said seriously:

"Don't ever use your sword in front of outsiders. The principle that an ordinary man is not guilty but possesses a treasure is also applicable to spiritual practice. Those 'outsiders' want to steal your sword and use it again." Killing you is not an ordinary thing.”

Zuo Lingquan was not a young person who didn't understand the dangers of the world. When he saw Wu Qingwan's solemn expression, he said helplessly:

"I don't have any real energy in me, and I won't be able to show it off even if I want to. How can I make people jealous?"

Wu Qingwan just remembered this, and the secret joy of finding the treasure disappeared in an instant, and she frowned:

"That's true. It's useless if you can't refine your true energy even if you know swordsmanship. You can't take me with you everywhere in the future. I'll transfer my true energy to you for two hours before fighting. It's better for me to take action directly."

Wu Qingwan's eyes were full of confusion, and she raised her hand and pinched Zuo Lingquan's arm:

"How could it be? You have just been able to withstand the tenth level of cultivation. It proves that the 'Shin Dao Point' is stable and you can use this sword. It also proves that there is no problem from the inside out. How can you not be able to refine the true energy? As long as you can use this sword. After refining Qi, I can be sure that you can directly enter the tenth level of Qi refining. With the talent of entering the tenth level at the age of seventeen, it will be easy to become a disciple of the nine inner sects of the South.

Zuo Lingquan also wondered why he couldn't cultivate the true energy, but his confusion at this time was much less than before - since his body can carry the true energy and can also use what he has learned, it proves that he is not destined to the Tao, but I just didn't find the right method. From now on, you just need to continue practicing your sword, and maybe one day you will have a sudden enlightenment and everything will become clear to you.

"Senior Wu, let's go back to Qihuang Valley and take our time with these things."

Wu Qingwan also knew that there was no need to rush, so she looked back at the destroyed dense forest with a look of wonder in her eyes. After stopping for a moment, she turned around and left.

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The spring rain is thick and long, and once it falls, it seems to never stop.

I don’t know how long it took, but as the morning light came from the east, the mountains and fields near Jiguan Ridge became silent. The Qihuang Valley disciples who originally settled here have turned back, and the lonely man and woman by the stream no longer knew where they had gone. A devastated forest was left in place.

The stream flowed quietly. As the sky lit up, a hare poked his head out of the hole. He looked around cautiously for a long time before running quickly across the stream. When he passed the dense forest, he stopped and looked at it strangely, as if out of curiosity. What caused this forest to be destroyed like this?

An ignorant hare naturally couldn't figure out the reason. After looking at it for a moment, it continued to run forward.

But what the hare didn't expect was that two wooden piles appeared on the river beach that was unobstructed just now, causing it to hit the top and fall.

"grumble--"

The hare rolled in a circle and got up. When he looked up, he realized that the two wooden pillars were human legs. He was so frightened that he jumped three feet high and quickly got into the dense forest.

On the river beach, a man of medium build stood quietly.

The man is dressed in gray clothes and a bamboo hat, with his hands behind his back. You can see his long hair hanging down his back. His hair is gray, and he is probably old.

At first glance, the man looked like an old hunter, but ordinary hunters would never come to this dangerous place. What hung on his waist was not a hatchet, but a simple long sword with no patterns and plain appearance. Strangely, the only noteworthy thing about his body is a white jade sign hanging on his waist, with a sword engraved on the front - a sword inserted at the top of the city!

Under the rain curtain, the man ignored the reckless hare and walked to the dense forest with his hands behind his back. He stretched out his dry fingers and stroked the smooth mirror-like cut on the tree stump. He then turned to look at the ground behind him, where Zuo Lingquan was standing. At this position, two footprints were left on the ground when the force was exerted, and rainwater had already accumulated.

"Old Lu, do you see anything?"

The mountain forest was silent, as if there was only one person, but when the sound came out, people were shocked to realize that there was another person above.

A hundred feet above the stream, a young man dressed in similar clothes sat sideways on a long sword, holding a yellow wine gourd in his hand, looking at the surrounding mountains with a bored look.

The old man known as Lao Lu looked a bit old-fashioned. He focused his eyes on the ruined dense forest and said hoarsely:

"The sword's intent is so high that even birds and beasts within a radius of several miles dare not cry. Looking at the sword marks, the cuts are smooth and can be seen in the mirror. The strength is concentrated at one point without any distraction. Although my cultivation level is too low, the heat of this sword has been with me all my life. If you can’t catch up, you might as well.”

When the young man heard this, his sword slowly lowered and stopped beside Lao Lu. He glanced at the groove about ten feet in the dense forest and sneered:

"Lao Lu, don't be kidding me. I just cut down a few trees with one strike of my sword. Do I deserve such praise from you?"

Lao Lu raised his hand and pointed to the dense forest next to him:

"You don't need Linggu's cultivation level to throw a sword over there. If you have the level of this sword, I will give you the sword."

A swordsman carrying his sword is like giving his wife away, there is no reason to give it away.

When the young man saw what Lao Lu said, he looked more serious. He came closer to observe carefully, nodded and said:

"It seems to be a bit heated. What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Lao Lu’s eyes were solemn:

"Jianyi!"

The young man's expression was condensed, as if he was kidding me:

"Only when one sword in the same realm can defeat all kinds of magic can it be called 'Sword One'. There are so many sword immortals in our Sword Imperial City, and the geniuses who understand 'Sword One' on their own are rare in a thousand years; and 'Sword One' is bound to take action." The sky and the earth have changed. This thing only cut down a few trees, is it worthy of being called 'Sword One'?"

Lao Lu cast a sidelong glance at the young man: "Among the eight lords of the Nine Leagues and the ten sword kings of Central Continent, who can move the sky with his energy from birth? Swordsmen of our generation all climbed up from chopping wood piles; although this sword is too advanced, It is low, but its fire level is unmatched by anyone in the same territory. It only takes a hundred years of hard work to become a lord. I have practiced swords all my life and I will not be fooled. "

The young man was half convinced. Seeing that Lao Lu was so sure, he could only follow the words:

"This is the territory of the Nine Sects in the South. If what you say, Old Lu, is true, in a hundred years, if someone among the Nine Sects emerges who can wield a sword better than I can in the Imperial City, won't we become a joke?"

"I'm afraid that this boy is only thirty years old. He can use the 'Sword One'. His understanding is really rare. If nothing happens, he will be full-fledged in the future and it will be impossible for him to dominate the Sword Imperial City for hundreds of years."

"Then what should we do? Find him and kill him to avoid future troubles?"

When Lao Lu heard this, he frowned with disdain in his eyes:

"No matter how many nascent geniuses are trampled to death, it will not change the fact that we are weak; if we want to make further progress, we can only swing our sword at the stronger ones. This kind of thinking of yours means that your mind is not right, and your heart is not right. If you are not strong, you will never achieve anything great in your life.”

The young man chuckled: "It's just a joke. A little kid who can't reach the Linggu realm makes me blush if he asks me to draw a sword. What do you think I should do?"

Lao Lu pondered for a moment: "This place is located on the south side of the barren mountain. It is too remote. I had to go to Jingping Terrace on the way. I found that the surrounding area was a bit strangely quiet, so I found this sword mark. This kind of desolate place, if it is allowed to stay here If you are left to fend for yourself, you may waste your talent or die young.”

"Old Lu, do you want to find this person and pass on his legacy?"

"You have comprehended 'Sword One' at such a young age, so you are more than qualified to be my master. I can't teach you. I just want to find it out because I am afraid that the famous sword will be covered in dust."

The young man nodded slightly and looked at the surrounding mountains and fields: "Although this place is remote, there are many people outside. I think the small sect on the mountain has thousands of people. If you, an ancestor of an immortal sect who doesn't know the details, rashly run over to ask, I think you will scare people to death first. And if Jingluo knows that we are digging seedlings in his backyard openly, it will hurt his feelings."

" Just keep a low profile. Judging from the size and depth of the footprints, this person should be a man; judging from his killing power, he is at least at the eighth level of Qi Refining; the remaining Qi belongs to the wood element. People who meet these three points should be easy to find in this small place. You go to Jinglu Terrace first, I will stay for two more days and go there after I find the person. "

The young man sighed: "Okay, if you really bring the person back, I want to see what kind of genius he is, worthy of such praise from you, Old Lu, and even abandoning me."

After speaking, the young man flew into the sky with his sword, and in the blink of an eye he had reached the sky.

Old Lu glanced around, turned around and walked towards the direction of Qihuang Valley...

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PS: This is not the old man with a white beard...