The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

The three Nascent Souls knew something was wrong, and they scolded: "I've already made an appointment, how can I get more people halfway through?"

Xu Ziqing said calmly: "Before, we were just different in numbers. If it is a fair game, how can there be five people against three people in the world? It should be five people against five people. Unless...you have some scheming schemes. No? Or maybe you have no self-confidence in yourself, so you want to use more to suppress less, and you don't have the slightest bit of immortal spirit."

Those Nascent Souls suffocated: "You, you don't have to talk nonsense!"

Xu Ziqing's expression remained unchanged, with a lovely smile: "It turns out that I misunderstood you all. This gambling fight must be five people against five people, which is very fair."

A few Nascent Souls are still a little entangled, but before they have time to speak, they have already been stopped by the young man: "Forget it, no need to say more!"

The three Nascent Souls were still unwilling, but they did not dare to gossip again.

The young man in Huafu looked at Xu Ziqing: "Since you are all here, do you know the rules?"

Xu Ziqing said calmly, "I'm going to listen to it again, so as not to make mistakes and omissions, but it's not beautiful."

The young man in Chinese clothes gestured to the woman beside him.

The pretty woman said: "Enter it now, and see you here on the seventh day of the next month. No matter how many people survive then, the one with the most turbulent flowers will be the winner. One heavy."

Xu Ziqing smiled and said, "Just follow the rules."

The young man in Chinese clothes said again: "I'll go to Jiamen, you'll be free. Farewell!" After he finished speaking, he looked at Tu Jin and the other three.

Tu Jin sneered: "In this month, don't want to die."

After that, he ignored the three Nascent Souls glaring at him, and turned to talk to Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie.

Soon, the five young people in Huafu left, and Tu Jin hooked the corner of his mouth: "I haven't seen you for three years, it's not bad for the two of you to enter the country."

Xu Ziqing said "TOEFL" first, and then asked, "Fellow Daoist Tu, what's going on?"

Chapter 463

Tu Jin smiled coldly, with unspeakable irony in his eyes, "It's just a few clowns jumping on the beam."

He had an odd temperament, and he didn't want to say more, so Xun Liangxu quickly explained the matter in detail.

After Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie went to the battlefield of Jiuxu, Tu Jin and others were still going back and forth between the Sword Spirit Pagoda and the Sword Shadow Wall, cultivating their swordsmanship and tempering their sword souls. I have comprehended something about the law, and for a while, I have made a lot of progress.

After two or three years like this, the three of them would occasionally confirm each other on weekdays. Later, it was Qi Qi who made breakthroughs, especially Tu Jin, who had the highest cultivation level, made rapid progress. When Yin Xiu and Yinxiu reached the peak of the first sword and soul training, they directly broke through to the second sword and soul training. It can be said that it has benefited a lot, and naturally, I am even more grateful for the many monks in the Wuling Mountains.

But just over ten days ago, Tu Jin had just walked out of the Sword Spirit Pagoda, and was about to go to the Sword Shadow Wall again to visualize what he had gained, but he had a face-to-face with a few monks who had just arrived in the Realm of Nine Voids. However, Tu Jin didn't care that he wanted to walk past, but was stopped by someone.

And what stopped him was undoubtedly the three Nascent Soul cultivators.

He was also a disciple of a certain branch of the Hongchuan faction, and he scolded him when he opened his mouth.

How arrogant and arrogant Tu Jin is, how can he let the three juniors be presumptuous in front of him? He didn't say much at the moment, and swept away a sword intent. Under such a powerful situation, the three Nascent Souls would be seriously injured, not to mention their fall. Unexpectedly, there was another sword intent, which happened to collide with Tu Jin's sword intent, canceling each other out, and perishing together.

The person who took the shot was only a level lower than Tu Jin in cultivation, but the realm of kendo was comparable to that of Tu Jin, and even a little better than a young man in Chinese clothing-his sword soul had been tempered to the peak of the second practice.

Just put up Liangzi like this, and there is no intention to settle down.

Although the young man in Huafu was quite dissatisfied with the three Nascent Souls looking for trouble, but when things came to an end, he couldn't just retreat. Therefore, the group found a fairly large venue outside the city, and fought fiercely.

Since Xun Liang and Yin Xiu helped Tu Jin, Tu Jin fought against the youth in Chinese clothing, Xun Liang faced the pretty woman, and Yin Xiu fought the three Nascent Souls alone.

However, after three battles, Xun Liang was defeated, Tu Jin was tied, and Yin Xiu was victorious.

But if that's the case, wouldn't it be in vain?

Although Xun Liang is open-minded and doesn't care, Tu Jin wants to find a place for Xun Liang; the three Nascent Souls on the one side refuse to let Tu Jin go because of their own interests. After the dispute, there is this gambling fight.

Later, it was just like what Xu Ziqing saw.

After Xu Ziqing heard it, he was suddenly stunned.

It's not surprising that things like this often occur among monks.

Right now, they just need to look for a lot of wind and flowers, and then they will win, that's all.

So Xu Ziqing didn't say much, so he changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Which portal do you want to go to?"

Tu Jin hooked his lips and said, "I didn't care, Ding Wu can do both."

Xun Liang and Yin Xiu also said, "It's better to be close."

Xu Ziqing had no objection, just looked at his senior brother, then nodded and said, "That's fine."

The group did not delay, and each quickly turned into a light, and went to Dingmen.

The door of Ding seems to be no different from the door of Bing, except that the handwriting on both sides of the doorposts has been changed. The wind is whistling inside, and the scrolls are rolled from time to time. enter.

Xun Liang told the two brothers and sisters: "When you go in, be honest.

Yuan protects the body from being hurt by the strong wind. "

Xu Ziqing felt his kindness, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xun, for your suggestion."

Then, everyone glowed with a thin layer of light, jumped up, and broke into the Dingmen.

As soon as he entered the portal, Xu Ziqing felt a gust of wind blowing like a knife, as if he was about to invade the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, and he wanted to disperse the primordial spirit. It can be seen that the qiáng and crack of this wind is extremely terrifying!

Immediately, he didn't dare to shake his head, so he turned his real energy quickly to protect the whole body more tightly, and also blocked all the wind.

Xu Ziqing looked at Tu Jin and the others again, and seeing that they were fairly safe, he understood that this was due to the difference in the primordial spirit, so that their resistance to the wind was slightly higher than his.

And Senior Brother... He looked at Yun Lie again, and saw that Yun Lie was not at all uncomfortable at all.

But it's not surprising. Except for him, the other four are all sword cultivators who have at least one sword soul. The fusion of Yuanshen and sword intent makes them more stable. On the contrary, his own cultivation is the weakest. Primordial spirit is far less powerful.

But also because of this, Xu Ziqing felt a little worried in his heart.

There are almost no opponents he has encountered with the ability to destroy the primordial spirit, but if he meets them in the future, how can he guard against them? After leaving this place this time, he has to think of a way to temper his primordial spirit.

Otherwise, I am afraid you will regret it.

Let's say that everyone stayed in the entrance for a while, and each of them was quite used to the wind, and they only walked step by step to the depths of the abyss.

The wind in this Wild Wind Territory is extremely strong. Even if it is the weakest now, it is far superior to the wind from the outside world. It makes people unable to open their eyes.

Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and released his consciousness outside his body. Suddenly, everything around him was reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He quickly swept over his senior brother, and just as he was touching his spiritual consciousness, he carefully spread his own consciousness over... Yun Lie had of course recognized it, and he was now connected to his spiritual consciousness without any intention of blocking it.

The next moment, Xu Ziqing felt as if there was an explosion in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the things reflected by the consciousness seemed to be much clearer, just like the fusion of his own and his brother's consciousness at the same moment, the area that can be extended is also wider.

This is also the benefit of the dual cultivator's primordial spirits - since even each other's primordial spirits have been opened to each other, not only are there no malice between the gods, but they are also close to each other. Unconsciously, there is more than double the effect.

Then, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie were in the same mind, and they kept peeping forward.

Spiritual consciousness rushed forward rapidly, facing a sharp astral wind, the wind was extremely fast, and the group was extremely dense in one place, like a huge wall, and like some extremely sticky thing, life and death. All knowledge is blocked, and it is very difficult to advance a little.

This is a bào cyclone.

Xu Ziqing mobilized his consciousness and moved forward slowly, which was greatly hindered.

At the same time, Tu Jin and others also released their spiritual consciousness, but they were exploring in different directions, but they also encountered strong winds, and it was difficult to enter an inch.

Xu Ziqing opened his mouth to speak, but who knew that he had to speak out, but his voice was broken in the wind, and he couldn't speak at all. In desperation, he could only act through sound transmission. And before he said anything, he first heard a few voices, which were introduced into the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Xun Liang said, "The road ahead is difficult, what are your best strategies?"

Yinxiu said, "I can't even go there with my divine sense."

Tu Jin even snorted coldly: "Be careful, Luanfenghua is often born in the eye of the wind, maybe there is a wind to guard it."

Xu Ziqing also said, "Why don't I just gather in one place and explore the wind in front of me?"

Yun Lie said: "Alright."

Tu Jin and others had no objection, so they walked closer, but because of the strong wind, they couldn't use any escape techniques, so they had to press the real essence under their feet and walk step by step.

After a while, several people were on guard while approaching the bào cyclone.

The closer you get, the more real energy you use under your feet, so you can walk stably. Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie hold hands together, which is not bad compared to the others. Soon, their nostrils were filled with air, and if they could no longer breathe, they had to hold their breath and pay more attention.

At this time, everyone's consciousness finally touched the wind whirl. At the root of the whirlpool, there really is a white flower with a spherical corolla. Every time the corolla turns with the wind, those petals become entangled. The flowing wind drifted away in strands, and then turned back again, and the corolla also took shape again, so almost every half-hour, it had to be turned back, which was extremely strange.

At this time, Tu Jin said through a voice transmission: "It needs to be picked immediately when the corolla is formed, otherwise it will only be the remnant, not a complete plant."

The rest of the people understood very well and replied, "I'll be careful when I wait."

It is not easy to pick the flowers of random winds. If you are not careful, your previous efforts will be abandoned, and everyone will not be careless.

After a few hurried words, the five people have already decided that Xu Ziqing, who is good at handling ten thousand trees, will pick them, and the rest will wait and protect them, so as not to be attacked by the wind, but it is not beautiful.