Cultivate with an African God

Breakthrough Qi training is more natural than he imagined.

Bathed in the spiritual energy, his true energy blended with the spiritual energy, and he was washed away layer by layer as if he was under the tide.While enjoying such a clear state of mind, he naturally broke through to the Qi training stage.

Along with the qi training period came his innate skills.As soon as he felt that he had broken through to the Qi training stage, he discovered that something sprung up in him and began to awaken at the same time.He obviously should know nothing about these spells, but these spells are engraved in his soul like an innate instinct, and using them is as natural as eating and drinking.

He awakened three innate spells.

One is called Zhanfengjue. Although it is called Zhanfengjue, it is actually a technique that uses the power of wind to form an air blade to injure the enemy. He threw one at random before and almost cut off the eaves. Wind blades are much sharper.

One is called Qingfeng Ninglu, which is to absorb the aura of Qingfeng Shuilu into the body, so that one's true energy can recover faster.

One is called Luoyuehen, who turned into a moon shadow and left in an instant - this is an inexplicably imprinted understanding in his mind, but he doesn't know how it actually is, because it is a body technique that can only be used on a moonlit night...

Of these three spells, only the Chop the Wind Jue can be used according to his mind, and the Qingfeng Condensation can greatly help him solve his current lack of true energy, but it seems that it should be used in a place with wind and water , Luoyuehen is the strangest thing, not only at night, but also in the moonlit night. Could it be that you want to tell him to be a thief, handsome and elegant, and leave a letter saying, "tonight Zizheng, come and get it when stepping on the moon"?

His innate spells are pretty standard, not as fierce as Ren Jing's Five-Day Lei Yinjue, and not as effective as the little round-faced Lei Guangyin.

Mu Xinghe was thinking aimlessly, then he pulled the leaves around him and blew on his mouth.

The entry test is finally coming.It's strange that he didn't feel the anxiety of the past in his heart. He just slowly felt the breeze in the forest, the newly learned magic technique, the stars, sun and moon of the Yunfu School, the twilight and mountains and mist.

The entry test is finally here.

There are three days in the Zongmen Dharma Assembly. The first day is the selection of disciples, which includes the selection of talented but uncultivated children to enter the sect, and the selection of outer disciples to enter the inner sect through competitions, which is the entry test; The second day is a competition among inner disciples. As long as you win a round, you will be rewarded by the sect, and then there will be competitions with elite disciples from other sects to communicate with each other; You can go to listen to the lecture.

The outer disciple competition was divided into four rounds, with an elimination system. The arrangement for the first round had already been posted. Mu Xinghe went to have a look and found that he was facing Liu Ping.

So when he returned to the room after reading, Liu Ping had already opened his dried sweet potato and was waiting for him with a smile on his face.

Mu Xinghe was shocked when he saw it: "Brother, don't be cowardly!"

On the day of the entry test, Xiao Yuanlian went to Yujing Terrace early in the morning.He originally thought that he got up early enough, but he didn't expect that there were many people who were earlier than him. There were a lot of people scattered on the Yujing platform, all of whom were unfamiliar faces, and there was no conversation with each other. The entire Yujing platform Only the empty wind presents an uncomfortably eerie silence.

"Pa-ta--" an abrupt voice accompanied by a slight pain broke the awkward silence.

He subconsciously picked it up, and the hairy thing in his hand was a wild fruit that he couldn't name.

A laugh accompanied by the breeze: "Long time no see, Mr. Round Face."

Who is Mr. Round Face...?He looked at the source of the sound, and saw a young boy half lying on the tree, with one slender leg hooked to a branch and the other draped over it, his clothes and hair were disheveled, his eyebrows were smiling, the morning sun passed through the leaves gently, At the end of his hair, his eyebrows looked fluffy, and this sinister smile, which he had always regarded as malicious, seemed to have some warmth at this moment.

Xiaoyuan's face was startled: "Have you broken through the Qi training period?"

After he entered the Qi training period for a long time, his perception of the realm of cultivation was naturally higher than that of Liu Ping by more than 01:30 points, so he could immediately feel that Mu Xinghe had successfully broken through.

Mu Xinghe nodded: "That's right." Mu Xinghe stretched his waist, bit the wild fruit into two forcibly, ate a few mouthfuls, and said vaguely: "The ancients said that they are right. You have seen Cultivation丨World, which is not going anywhere.”

Xiaoyuanlian didn't want to entangle him with such a strange question, so she changed the subject: "Who was your first match against?"

"And Liu Ping, the one in the back row, how about you?"

"Liu Ping...although he hasn't made a breakthrough in Qi training, he's quite smart," Xiaoyuan said after pondering for a while, "In the first round, I will face a senior brother surnamed Heng who started last year."

Mu Xinghe suddenly realized "Oh": "So your name is Ying Juexiao!"

Ying Juexiao felt powerless for a while, leaned against the tree, and stopped talking.

Fortunately, Mu Xinghe didn't talk much, he just ate the fruit that he said was not delicious. As the sun gradually rose, there were more and more people on Yujing Terrace, and they began to exchange pleasantries in twos and threes.

Suddenly a bell rang in the distance, the jackdaws scattered, and silence returned to the Yujing Terrace.

"It's about to start." Ying Juexiao said in a low voice.

Mu Xinghe waved to him lazily: "Good luck."

Mu Xinghe looked ahead. Originally, the main platform of Yujing Terrace had only one platform for competitions, but now a high platform was erected in front of it. None of the big figures from the inner sect who were supposed to come here to select disciples, and the heads of Yunfu peaks, didn't show up. Perhaps they felt that there was nothing to see in the first round.

After all, the person to be selected should win the first round of course. Even if it is a very powerful person, there is no way to lose against a strong enemy. After all, in this world, luck is God's will, and it is also a part of strength.

The Deacon Hall disciple began to chant the duel man, and it seemed that he didn't use much effort, but his voice clearly spread everywhere.

There are not too many rules in this entry test, and none of us has mastered the one-hit fatal technique, and whoever runs out of true energy will lose.Therefore, in this battle, it is the best strategy to weaken the hub where the true qi operates—that is, the qi mechanism. If there is no other way, you can also choose the worst strategy to consume each other's true qi.

Every fight in the first round ended very quickly. After all, people with low cultivation bases are not very angry, and they will be powerless within a few rounds. No delay.

Ying Juexiao's contest was also firmly won. He almost used only a few streams of wind and sword energy to force people into a dilemma, and he was almost powerless to fight back.He also glanced at Ren Jing's battle, and he won easily.

"Number 70, Liu Ping will play against Mu Xinghe."

When Mu Xinghe heard the sound, he jumped off the tree like a monkey and walked leisurely to the stage.

Liu Ping had been waiting for a while, and when he saw Mu Xinghe coming, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Please advise." Mu Xinghe followed suit and returned the salute, and the two of them backed away slightly.

Liu Ping launched a quick attack, and in an instant, a small Qingfeng Jue fell into his hand, the breeze condensed into a line, and went straight to Mu Xinghe's face!

The momentum of this wind seems to be extremely fierce, and Mu Xinghe, who has a higher cultivation base, can only defend.

He also used the Little Breeze Jue for defense. Compared with Liu Ping's sharpness, his Little Breeze Jue was used more smoothly and thoughtfully. He dispelled a wind lingering around him, as if he wanted to use the same breeze to block it. Air gun.

But how can such a fierce wind gun be blocked by a mere wind?

Mu Xinghe's wind shield only lost a little bit of its speed, but it still attacked Mu Xinghe mercilessly?

Should I retreat, or use other techniques in this moment?

Mu Xinghe didn't retreat!

But in the blink of an eye, Liu Ping sent out another wind blade!

It turned out that he had already thought that Mu Xinghe would block it, this is the real killing move!

Some people in the crowd laughed: "This Mu Xinghe goes to practice every day, and I still think he is so powerful. Liu Ping, who is lying in the outer courtyard every day, can beat him to the bum. A waste is a waste."

Standing by the side, Ren Jing's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He ground his teeth, as if he wanted to say something, then curled his lips, and finally remained silent.

Mu Xinghe didn't retreat, and called out another wind to surround his body, enveloping the menacing Xiao Qingfeng Jue.Mu Xinghe also used this move against Ren Jing, and now Mu Xinghe's cultivation has improved to a higher level, so he naturally easily took Xiao Qingfeng Jue as his own.

Liu Ping didn't change his face, and fired three Xiaoqingfeng Jue in succession, aggressively, without giving in!

Using the other party's spells requires extremely subtle and sophisticated perception and manipulation. Let's see how Mu Xinghe can use it for himself!

Liu Ping fired three Xiaoqingfeng Jue consecutively, but the strength and speed did not drop a bit, the attack was extremely terrifying.

At this time, Mu Xinghe fled.He was carrying four Xiaoqingfeng Jue, and his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped a few steps away in an instant.It is difficult to control the power and speed of three Xiaoqingfeng Jue in a row, so Liu Ping missed it.

Then the next second, Liu Ping shouted: "I admit defeat!"

"Ah?" Some of my peers were already inexplicably astonished. On the scene, it was clearly Liu Ping who beat Mu Xinghe, but why did Liu Ping admit defeat in the end?

"Liu Ping's cultivation is not enough. After these few Xiaoqingfeng Jue, he has already exhausted himself, and it is meaningless to continue fighting." Ying Juexiao was also watching the battle. After hearing this, he explained it. He frowned, very puzzled, " It just shouldn't be..."

"That's right, it shouldn't be like this," the man didn't know what he was referring to, and he yelled to himself, "Why did Liu Ping lose with such a good fight, but Mu Xinghe, a shy turtle like Mu Xinghe, could win? ?”

Liu Ping conceded defeat over there, Mu Xinghe took him by the shoulders and the two went down the stage together. After Mu Xinghe broke through and practiced Qi, his hearing became a little stronger, and he could hear every sentence below. Ping said: "How about it, am I interesting enough?"

It turned out that after Liu Ping knew that he was going to play against him, he only asked him for one thing - to make his loss look good.

Liu Ping said that he knew he couldn't beat him, so he must not lose too embarrassingly and be ridiculed by others, and hoped that Mu Xinghe would let him lose with dignity.

Mu Xinghe said, if you fight with all your strength, you are not guaranteed to win.

Liu Ping shook his head and said, he doesn't do things that are too tiring, he doesn't do things that are not sure, and he doesn't know how to do things that are tiring, not sure, and that may make him shame.

Mu Xinghe is a thick-skinned person. After coming here, he has listened to many jokes about him, and he doesn't like to expose his strength too early, so he agreed.

"It's interesting enough." Liu Ping said repeatedly.

"How about two bags of dried sweet potatoes?" Mu Xinghe laughed.

"no!"

Mu Xinghe looked at Yujing Terrace casually. Some left with their heads downcast, some were still worried about their competition, and some were waiting for the next round with complacency.

Mu Xinghe looked at the sky, the early autumn sun was shining on his face.

In the next round, it might not be something that Xiao Qingfeng Jue can solve.

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