first fairy

"This long whip is also a rare treasure, senior won't you take it away?" The senior called out convincingly, and Zhang Li pointed to the blood-stained magic weapon on the ground and tried to keep his voice steady.

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"No need." Zhang Lizheng was puzzled, and then heard Rong Xuan said, "Someone has to take the blame."

Zhang Li's brain skipped a beat. The reason why he was always able to please Luo Yuan before was because he was smart.

Now, he understands.

Rong Xuan didn't intend to let these two people go from the beginning, he didn't use the Qingshan faction's spell from the beginning to the end, even with the fluctuation of spiritual power, he could only see that the disciples of the Black Mountain Sect were killing each other.

And these two people are dead, after someone passed by and saw the treasure, there is no reason not to pick it up, whoever took the whip is the most likely murderer, after that, it will naturally develop...

Even if they avenged the dead, no one would point the finger at Rong Xuan!

It's not just a fifth-level spirit, who can think so thoroughly. Luo Yuan can't fight with this kind of heart and ruthlessness.Killing the two inner sect disciples of the Heifeng sect and expressing a bad temper for the Qingshan sect was enough to convince Zhang Li.

"Are you still planning to go back and tell Luo Yuan all this? Including what I did and how many treasures I got?" Rong Xuan asked.

Zhang Li shook his head desperately, even if he had a hundred guts, he would not do such a stupid thing.

"I won't say anything." Zhang Limo said with a frown, "It's just that I was not the only one who was sent down the mountain to follow you, and there was another disciple who couldn't wait to go back and report to you after seeing you bartering with spiritual springs." , but it’s just a spiritual spring, and no one else knows about it now. Don’t worry, senior, I won’t say anything about it.”

Zhang Li followed him down the mountain. If he died, he would definitely be blamed, and Luo Yuan would definitely make a big fuss about it.Naturally, Rong Xuan didn't take Luo Yuan seriously, but Luo Yuan's master was Zhuang Tong - the elder Ke Qing sent down by the Shangqing Xianzong to sit in the Qingshan School, although he was only a second-level spiritual master, even the head of the school had to respect him three points.

"I'll let you off this time, but it's just three things." Rong Xuan's eyes were complicated, he didn't plan to kill, it was just a stopgap measure, he couldn't really believe in this fool who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Yes yes yes!" The murderous aura pressing down on his whole body dissipated, and Zhang Li finally heaved a sigh of relief and was very grateful.

On the way back, Zhang Li bowed his head and respectfully followed behind. Rong Xuan seemed to have thought of something, stopped and turned around and asked him: "You said earlier that Luo Yuan was going to deal with me, is that true?"

Zhang Li hurriedly said: "It's absolutely true, I don't know what's going on, I just said that Senior Brother Ye Haoran has left the customs and I want to meet him, and Senior Brother Luo Yuan also said that he will make you look ugly in public."

Rong Xuan's pupils shrank slightly: "He's going to ask Ye Haoran to help?"

"It seems to be, I don't know very well." Zhang Li said quickly, "If I find out that someone is against you in the future, I will tell you in advance."

"No need." Even if this sentence is true now, who knows if it will be credible in the future, Rong Xuan has no intention of relying on others to live, let alone being influenced by little people, so he added casually, "It's enough for you to keep yourself. Go back There is no need to mention anything to Luo Yuan."

Is Rong Xuan thinking of him?Zhang Li was a little moved, and he was still a little ecstatic after parting ways.

How can a fourth-level spirit be compared with a fifth-level spirit, if he doesn't say anything, Luo Yuan will definitely suffer a big fall.Thinking about it, I still kept the last sentence in my heart and didn't tell anyone. It's useless for some people to offend others. You can only understand it through personal experience.

I hope Luo Yuan can turn back after hitting the south wall.

Returning to the house and sitting down on the futon, Rong Xuan was thoughtful.

The Qingshan faction does not allow internal fighting to be too restrained, and the bloodthirsty urge to slaughter has been suppressed for too long and he will not be able to bear it until he is released. The two men from the Heifengmen came at the right time. It's a pity that the death was easy and not very painful.

There is also a deterrent meaning to Zhang Li, which shows that the effect is not bad.

This time going out has gained a lot, the two spells are not bad, Rong Xuan is quite satisfied.At this moment, his mind is all on the spoils, and he has no intention of arranging the formation.

He sorted out the treasures he got, and took out that piece of mud mixed with black jade debris again, poured spiritual power into it and there was no response, and the blood draw was useless...Rong Xuan tried various methods, but his divine sense penetrated into it At that moment, the imprint on the left arm felt a little hot, and the sea of ​​air engulfed the black awn, jumping up and down the arm into the mud!

The spiritual power in his body surged towards the mud, and soon the spiritual power of the fifth-level spirit was almost exhausted.Finally, the soil debris peeled off spontaneously, revealing a drop of amethyst in the shape of a drop of water, with a halo of light, and there are purple lines winding inside.

In an instant, countless ancient characters rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's not a law, but a skill.

Rong Xuan drank the spiritual spring to replenish what he needed, expecting that it would make the Hunyuan Dao to operate spontaneously, it was an extraordinary product, suddenly stagnated, and the spring water in his mouth almost spewed out.

"Taixu Sword Qi", a ground-level peak skill, comparable to a heavenly level!

What kind of chance is this? Rong Xuan's face is extremely strange. In his last life, it was "Taixu Sword Qi" that allowed him to become a saint. There is a complete rubbing copy of this in the Xianzong of the Shangqing, and an ancient religion spent half a volume of the real work on it. Tens of millions of high-grade spirit crystals.Unexpectedly, in this life, what was deserved, by mistake, still fell into his hands.

The real "Taixu Sword Qi" was engraved on the ancient stele, and the others are of course just rubbings or fragments.

Rong Xuan frowned: "Sure enough, it's just a fragment of the scroll. It records the middle part. I'm not familiar with the second half, but the foundation scroll should be able to deduce it."

I have practiced in the last life, and I am very familiar with it this time, and I can see where there are deficiencies.He already has a more suitable technique.But once the devouring power is released, there is nowhere to hide the attribute of the skill. Once "Hunyuan Devouring Dao" is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.Rong Xuan had been trying to find a way to remedy it before, but now he finally found a way.

The exercises learned in the previous life are not tasteless, and may be able to deceive the world.

Just do it.

Rong Xuan practiced "Taixu Sword Intent" to guide the spiritual power in his body to transform in the direction of the sword intent. This is a slow process, but it is a hundred times easier than practicing Hunyuan Devouring Dao. Perhaps devouring the original force, washing the tendons and cutting the marrow changed this body. The innate foundation of the body makes it much easier to practice other exercises.

Naturally, the Huang-rank exercises have to give way to the Earth-rank exercises.

In the end, the sword intent gained the upper hand, and the devouring power fused into all parts of the body slowly retreated back to the sea of ​​​​qi, and all of them were sealed in the swaying black light.

The sword energy is no better than devouring the original force, Rong Xuan's aura is introverted, slightly weaker than before, but his heart is beating wildly with anticipation.

He finally figured out the heaven-defying part of this exercise.

Cultivating two exercises may seem shocking to others, but Hunyuan Dao is so heaven-defying that it can be perfectly integrated with any exercise, making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses to achieve perfection.

There are explanations on the cultivation method, if the rank is lower than Taixu Sword Intent, it will be suppressed by the latter, and once the rank exceeds it, the Dao that can devour Taixu Sword Intent will make up for it.

The rank of this skill can be improved as the cultivator's cultivation level becomes stronger. As long as the rank is improved, it is reasonable to say that no matter how powerful the skill is, it can be swallowed.Simply invincible.

No wonder even the Holy Emperor coveted it.

However, if you want to be invincible, you have to save your life first.

Rong Xuan was obsessed with cultivation, using sword energy to refine his body, he practiced hard on the two techniques he had just learned, and it took him half a month to master them.All the devouring residual power in the body is sealed in the devouring black light suspended in the sea of ​​qi, like an unopened sword, unadorned and unpretentious, it can be sacrificed at any time.

With the cover of sword intent, even if Ye Haoran got the fur of Hunyuan Devouring Dao, as long as he didn't kill each other, Rong Xuan would be able to avoid being discovered by him.

At the same time, the Qingshan School opened its doors to accept new students, and the big day of the new disciple assessment finally arrived as scheduled.

The terrain above the green hill was flat, and in the center stood a new disciple, looking at the strong man on the stage with some curiosity and awe.

The other disciples of the sect stood beside them, the disciples of the outer sect were on the left, the disciples of the inner sect were on the right, and on the five steps the elders of the sect were sitting upright.

In the center is a piece of Lingbi about two feet long, with a luster like white jade. Such a large and complete piece of Lingjing is worth a lot, and it is used to test cultivation. The large characters on it are enough for everyone underground to see.

In addition, there are more than ten seats on the stage, and only some elder disciples and third-generation disciples are eligible to take the seats.

"Congratulations to all of you who have passed the rigorous test and become disciples of the Qingshan School..." The elder's voice was loud, and after a long talk, he finally got to the point.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the final round of selection will be held here. If you can be favored by an elder or an inner disciple above the third-level spiritual master, you can directly become an inner disciple. Whether you can be selected depends on everyone's opinion." Chance."

Tens of thousands of people were screened layer by layer, and the last ones left were about a hundred people present. Most of them had immature faces, and some were less than ten years old. They lined up according to their talents and cultivation levels, with the tallest at the front and the lowest at the back.

In the huge square, not only the new disciples, but also the former outer disciples were eager to try. They looked at the people on the stage nervously or excitedly with anticipation. They also had a chance to be selected.

"Those who are interested in accepting disciples can first test their cultivation on the Lingbi, or demonstrate their own magic arts, and then they can go down and have a look."

The head and elders took their seats, ten third-generation disciples took their seats, and the rest of the disciples stood respectfully.

Luo Yuan stood beside Ye Haoran, staring at a certain place with dark eyes, but the man kept looking at the audience indifferently.He bowed his head and whispered a few words, Ye Haoran smiled and nodded slightly.

"The elders of the Qingshan School seldom accept disciples. Those sitting there are all third-generation disciples. The leader is Ye Haoran. He is the No. 1 young generation of the Qingshan School. To be selected is the virtue of eight generations of ancestors." Experienced The outer disciples boasted to the new disciples.

"Some senior brothers already have many apprentices, even if they choose us, they may not really teach them with heart. But Senior Brother Ye Haoran doesn't have a single disciple, and this is the first time that he wants to accept disciples!"

"In short, there are advantages and disadvantages. Who cares so much, the opportunities are all for themselves."

Many disciples blatantly wanted to attract attention, and some quietly pushed forward, looking for opportunities.As for those who, in line with the principle of humility, consciously were squeezed into the back row, there were indeed some.

Ye Tianyang was not tall, and was well covered by the crowd, so he couldn't see the stage even if he stood on tiptoe. He was not in a hurry, but Zhao Lingyan, who came with him, was so anxious that he pouted angrily and refused to talk to him.

Rong Xuan looked down the stage, but still didn't see any acquaintances, so he had to give up.

It stands to reason that Ye Tianyang's monstrous appearance should be very conspicuous.strangeness.

These new disciples in the audience are dreaming of reaching the sky in one step. In fact, they don't know at all. Even inner disciples have no talent, but mere spiritual practitioners have just started their cultivation, so what can they teach.

It's not bad to worship an elder as a teacher. Some elders want to accept a talented disciple because they can't do it themselves. .

The rest of the talents are good and I want to find a disciple of the handyman. They say they are disciples, but they are actually servants who do odd jobs and take care of themselves.

Rong Xuan asked for the roster at the manager's place, searched one by one, and finally saw Ye Tianyang's name at the back of the new disciples, his expression eased a little.