Xuanhuan: My practice is infinitely upgraded

"What are you proud of! You have just made a breakthrough, and you may not know who is the best!"

Wen Qingxue gave a soft drink.

Qi and blood surged wildly all over his body, and the whole body was also shrouded in invisible arrogance.

"bring it on!"

She kicked her feet, shot out with lightning, and punched Jiang Heng in the face.

Jiang Heng chuckled, just raised his hand casually, and squeezed her delicate little fist in the palm of his hand, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free.

"It's also just breaking through, why do you have such great strength?"

Wen Qingxue's face was full of disbelief, her eyes widened.

"So, you are still far behind!"

Jiang Heng smiled triumphantly.

The fusion of memories is destined to influence each other.

Even though Shui Lanxing's Jiang Heng is a 30-year-old youth, his temperament has also changed after the memory and the young Jiang Heng's complete fusion.

Especially in front of Wen Qingxue, who was originally a childhood sweetheart, she became cheerful and lively like a teenager.

"Okay, okay! I admit defeat!"

Wen Qingxue pouted and said helplessly.

Jiang Heng opened the latest personal panel and took a look.

[Host]: Jiang Heng.

[Cultivation base]: First level of physical body (883/10000).

[Major exercises]: [Yuanshi Creation Technique (Heavenly Level)] (Introductory).

[Martial arts skills]: none.

[Secret Method]: None.

[Potential Points]: 0.

Not only did he just break through, but he also possessed 883 physical body cultivation points, which was naturally much stronger than Wen Qingxue.

It's a pity that this time the battle did not harvest potential points.

he guessed.

Or, it cannot be continuously obtained from one person.

Or, because it wasn't really fighting at all.

"I will definitely beat you next time!"

"Humph!"

Wen Qingxue snorted softly, then turned and left Jiang Heng's room.

Jiang Heng also prepared to take a shower and go to eat.

Wen Qingxue outside the courtyard.

As he walked, he covered his still aching eyes and murmured unhappily to himself.

"Damn it! Brother Jiang Heng actually hit me!"

Until you go far away.

In her mind, an ethereal female voice suddenly sounded.

"Xiaoxue, that boy just now was a bit unusual."

"If there is no accident, his strength will probably improve by leaps and bounds soon."

"If you continue to practice step by step, you will probably never be able to defeat him."

Wen Qingxue was not surprised by the voice in her head.

Half a month ago, an ordinary afternoon.

When Wen Qingxue was cultivating in her small courtyard, a translucent spot of light flew from the sky and directly sank into her body.

The speed of the light spot was extremely fast, even in the master Luozong, it didn't attract anyone's attention.

That night, Wen Qingxue had a very real dream.

in a dream.

There is a big sister named Xiao Lingyun, who is not only peerless in appearance, but also has a terrifyingly advanced cultivation base.

At the flick of a finger, there is a hundred-mile long sword glow, cutting everything.

With a wave of his hand, the aura of endless heaven and earth forms a big hand that lifts the sky, destroying everything.

Wen Qingxue saw it clearly.

In a terrifying battle, there were countless strong men suspended in the void, exuding a terrifying aura like the abyss like the sea, but under Xiao Lingyun's random actions, they fell one after another.

It was a terrifying battle comparable to gods and demons!
But later, under the siege of more and more powerful opponents, Xiao Lingyun finally lost.

After a self-destruction that destroyed everything, it turned into a strand of soul fragments, flew across the endless void, and fell into Wen Qingxue's body.

Then, Wen Qingxue woke up.

Xiao Lingyun's consciousness merged with her.

After a few days of communication and testing, Wen Qingxue saw the amazing strength of the other party and reached a preliminary cooperation.

This was the next breakthrough.

After hearing the voice in her mind, Wen Qingxue curiously asked in her mind:

"Sister Lingyun, what do you mean by unusual?"

After several deliberate demonstrations by the other party, Wen Qingxue certainly knew the amazing means and abilities of the other party.

Since the other party said so, it must have really discovered the abnormality.

Xiao Lingyun smiled vaguely and said:

"In short, he should have had adventures, and it may even be no less than your adventures."

Wen Qingxue was overjoyed.

Before that, Jiang Heng's talent had always been poor. According to his father, his achievements in this life were at most only in the realm of the physical body.

But now, with an adventure no less than hers, she might be able to rise quickly and become an extremely strong person!
But immediately, she seemed to think of something, and her face became bitter again.

"Isn't it? Then I'm going to be under his pressure for the rest of my life?"

At this time, Xiao Lingyun's voice sounded leisurely.

"That's not necessarily true!"

"With my help, within ten years, you can become the world's top powerhouse."

Wen Qingxue jumped up for joy and asked quickly.

"Then what shall I do?"

"I will transfer my experience and martial arts insights directly into your mind. All you have to do is refine all kinds of resources and improve your cultivation infinitely."

"From now on, there will be no more bottlenecks, and my cultivation will soar all the way!"

Wen Qingxue hesitated a little.

Although she is still young, she still has concerns about the huge pie falling from the sky.

Xiao Lingyun continued:
"Don't worry! Since my soul has merged into your body, I will share weal and woe with you and will not harm you."

"The faster you practice, the sooner you can help me recast my physical body. We are mutually beneficial."

Only then did Wen Qingxue agree with doubts.

……

Da Luozong is the top sect in Qingzhou.

There are nine towering mountains not to mention.

There are countless minerals, shops, fields, pastures, etc. under his name. In Jiang Heng's previous life, he was a trillion-dollar consortium.

The population in the sect is as many as hundreds of thousands, and the division of labor is also very clear.

Every mountain peak has its own handyman's courtyard.

It is divided into different branches.

Some are responsible for raising livestock, some are responsible for planting medicinal materials, some are responsible for cleaning, some are responsible for cooking in the back kitchen, and some are responsible for building maintenance and so on.

It's like a small society.

Jiang Heng belongs to.

It is the eighth branch of the eighth peak handyman yard, responsible for herding cattle and sheep as meat for everyone in the eighth peak.

After taking a shower, Jiang Heng walked into the canteen of the No. [-] branch, wearing a gray uniform.

At this time, it was just time to eat, and there were all kinds of hearty food on the dining table in the cafeteria.

Jiang Heng received a large portion of food and found a seat in the slightly empty hall.

He began to swallow in big mouthfuls.

The rapid strengthening of the body also seemed to mean a large consumption of energy in the body, which made him feel hunger like never before.

Fortunately.

In Da Luozong, considering the appetite of martial arts practitioners, even handymen, there is an unlimited supply of food.

After finishing one serving, Jiang Heng ordered two more in succession before he was completely full.

after eating.

Jiang Heng went straight to the courtyard group where the outer disciples belonged.

While it was still early, he wanted to complete the promotion matters today.

Enjoy the benefits of the outer disciples as soon as possible, so as not to have to go back to work in the handyman's yard tomorrow.

On the outside of the eighth branch of the outer gate, in a spacious hall with a plaque of "School Martial Arts Hall".

A deacon in blue sat behind a square table, drowsy.

Jiang Heng pushed the door open, came to the table, and respectfully handed over his ID card.

"Master Deacon, I'm here to apply for promotion to an outer disciple."

The deacon in charge of the review is a middle-aged man with a Chinese face. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, looked at Jiang Heng, and said casually:
"Lift up the stone pile over there first, and then show off the martial arts realm with blood like a dragon!"

Jiang Heng put the ID card on the table, followed his advice and came to a corner of the hall, and stopped in front of a stone pile engraved with the words '1000 Jin'.

Holding the handle with both hands, suddenly force.

"what!"

He raised it above his head and held it for a few seconds before letting it go.

Then came to the open space in the middle of the hall and stood still.

After brewing for a while, the blood in his body rushed like a big river, and the air around him twisted and rose, enveloping him like a dragon.

"That's it!"

The deacon behind the square table looked indifferent, picked up Jiang Heng's ID card on the table, looked at it, and took out a new light blue ID card from the drawer.

Raising his hand, he pressed his index finger on the identity card, and his inner energy surged.