I dominate the cultivation world by relying on good pregnancy

"It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others." Lin Qingqing thought with gritted teeth.

Rong Zhao regretted what he said and quickly explained, "Although I just learned it, I have carried this set of skills with me since I was a child. I often studied it when I was young, so my eyes learned it and my hands started to move on their own."

Lin Qingqing's emotions came and went quickly. Recalling the key words that the senior just mentioned, she speculated: "Does the senior have any connection with Buddhism?"

"Yes. The ancestor of my mother's clan was a great master of the Six Courts of Buddhism tens of thousands of years ago."

Lin Qingqing nodded in understanding. She had a good grasp of the right and wrong questions to ask, and did not cross the line to annoy her senior.

"Did you write down the first four chapters I just showed you?"

"take note of it."

"Very good, let's try it out." Rong Zhao handed the sword to her and she took it swiftly.

She circulated her true energy, mobilized the true qi in her body, and slowly covered the sword with strands of true qi.

First, he would step out with his right leg, do a horizontal chop, then he would turn sideways, step out with his left leg, and then do a horizontal chop...

"The movements are not very standard, but there are not too many discrepancies, so it is considered qualified. But you have to remember that for the sword, form is only the foundation. If you want to reach a higher level, the focus is on the sword's intention. When practicing every day, spend more time on experiencing the sword's intention that the Qinglian Hebi Sword Art wants to convey to you."

"Yes! Senior, please keep this in mind."

"Also, when you can produce sword energy, you can be considered to have mastered the sword technique."

……

Against the backdrop of moonlight, the sword flowers created by Lin Qingqing were particularly fierce. This seemingly feminine sword technique seemed to reflect the domineering shadow of Rong Zhao when he practiced sword.

"Strange, the Qinglian Hebi Sword Technique is clearly a wood-type sword technique, but it is so domineering." Lin Qingqing had been practicing for a long time. Rong Zhao asked her to sit down beside him and rest for a while. She still had some questions about the sword technique and couldn't help but ask him in confusion.

Rong Zhao chuckled and said, “You’ll understand when you start practicing the last four chapters.”

After hearing the perfunctory answer from her senior, Lin Qingqing had to suppress her curiosity and rest in the cool wind.

Rong Zhao looked at her face, as if he could read her mind, and said helplessly: "I'm not trying to fool you, but you will get the answer when you practice the last four chapters."

"Senior, have you cast a curse on me?" Lin Qingqing asked in surprise.

Rong Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He rubbed her head desperately and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Otherwise, how did Senior know what I was thinking?"

Rong Zhao sighed helplessly and said, "Lin Qingqing, do you know that you are really easy to understand."

"Why?" Lin Qingqing asked.

"Your thoughts are written all over your face."

"But isn't my face disfigured? You saw it very clearly, senior." Lin Qingqing raised her hand with a slight regret and was about to touch her cheek, but was grabbed by Rong Zhao.

"Don't touch it, the wound will soon heal." After saying that, he gently lifted the hair that was messed up by the evening breeze, looked at Lin Qingqing's lips opening and closing, lowered his head and kissed her without any suspense, and then quickly pulled away.

Rong Zhao's bewitching voice sounded beside Lin Qingqing: "I don't care about the beauty of my appearance. Besides, Qingqing must..."

"Meow meow meow..." At the same time, a cat's meow suddenly sounded, just covering up the next two words Rong Zhao said.

"Senior, what did you say just now?" Lin Qingqing was also quite speechless. She was listening attentively just now, but was interrupted at the critical moment. It was like the dish she had just eaten was choked half into her throat, and the other half was stuck in the middle. She couldn't go up or down, which made her very uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, go back. The evening wind is too cold and you have just recovered." The warm atmosphere was interrupted by the cat. Rong Zhao's face looked a little ugly and his tone became cold.

……

One year later, the Immortal Sect Competition arrived as scheduled.

A man and a sword came from afar like a meteor.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" An elder was horrified. This was a martial arts competition and no one was allowed to cause trouble without reason.

"I'm Lin Qingqing, a disciple of the Earth Spiritual Sect!" Lin Qingqing instantly landed on the stage and said in a generous manner.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other.

The story begins on the first day of the Immortal Sect Competition.

Hundreds of families walked towards the Luocheng Square at the foot of the Tianmen Sect at the same time. Among them were the six major sects of cultivation: the Tianmen Sect, the Diling Sect, the Longhu Mountain, the Penglai Fairy Island, the Taixu Palace, and the Corpse-Driving Sect.

Luocheng is the venue for this martial arts competition. The Cultivation Alliance is built here and is backed by the Tianmen Sect.

Although it is at the foot of the Tianmen Sect, the terrain is not low. Luocheng Square is built on the hillside, covering a large area, about one-third the size of the Tianmen Sect, enough to accommodate hundreds of families. Looking around, the surrounding environment is beautiful, and you can even see the colorful sea of ​​clouds in the afterglow of the sunset.

"Congratulations, senior sister, for coming out of seclusion successfully. You are sure to win this competition and will easily get a spot in the world of cultivation." Yingxiang walked towards Qiao Wei with a smile.

"It's too early to talk about this now. What's the situation of other sects?" Qiao Wei answered Yingxiang very calmly without any joy on her face.

Yingxiang looked a little unnatural, and said vaguely: "They are just wooden-headed people, nothing to be afraid of."

Qiao Wei was naturally not stupid, and did not take her words seriously: "It seems that your cultivation did not improve much while I was in seclusion, but your eloquence improved a lot."

"No senior sister, I'm just telling the truth." Yingxiang looked fawning.

Qiao Wei looked at her with a smile but no words until she was too embarrassed to laugh.

"Jiang Cheng from Tianmen Sect is in the middle stage of foundation building, Meng Zirui from Longhu Mountain is in the middle stage of foundation building, Yao Jing from Penglai Fairy Island is in the middle stage of foundation building, Hong Zeyu from Taixu Palace is in the middle stage of foundation building, and Lin Xin from the Driving Corpse Sect is in the early stage of foundation building. Are these the wooden fish heads you are talking about?"

Yingxiang listened to Qiao Wei reading out word by word, her face turned pale, she bit her lower lip lightly, put on an aggrieved look, and said with a slight tremor in her voice: "Senior Sister, that's not what I meant."

Qiao Wei waved her sleeves to stop her from continuing: "Okay, stop talking and go to the venue."

"Yes." Yingxiang lowered her head slightly, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.