Start Ten Consecutive Draws And Then Invincible

Chapter 272 This head is the devil, high-level Lingmi

In the valley.

Nangong Huang, Murong Xuan and other Daozi fought against Jianqi clones.

All kinds of kendo skills are displayed from their hands, and there are even sage skills, which are extremely powerful and earth-shattering.

However, Madman Chu’s sword aura clone was too powerful, his sword aura was extremely pure, and the rhyme of the sword’s Tao directly overwhelmed everyone on the scene, and it was nothing to let everyone use various methods.

The sword qi clone raised his hand and cut out a sword, aimed at Murong Xuan, the sword qi was flying, engulfing a terrifying and boundless sword rhyme.

Under this force, Murongxuan’s pupils shrank, and he couldn’t match it at all. The whole body was blasted out by the sword gas for nearly a hundred meters, and a big hole was smashed into the ground, feeling that the bones in his body were about to be broken.

He vomited blood directly, and the intense pain made him unable to move. Looking at the invincible sword qi clone, Murong Xuan suddenly thought… it would be nice to lie down here.

But at this moment, a breeze blew over his body, engulfing a mysterious Taoist rhyme and vitality, quickly repairing his injury.

In a short while, his injury recovered seven or eighty-eight.

Madman Chu smiled at him not far away and said, “What are you doing while lying down? You are lazy, that’s not okay, go, continue on.”

The corner of Murongxuan’s mouth twitched, but then he looked at Jian Qi clone, with war intent in his eyes, and rushed up again holding the sword.

“Nine Suns Divine Art, Seven Suns Slash!”

I saw his Dao Yun flowing all over, an extremely hot Dao Yun surging out, turning into seven huge fireballs, floating in the air like seven suns, and then Qi Qi slashed towards the sword Qi clone.

But seeing the sword qi avatar raised his hand, a purple sword light across the void, seven fireballs shattered one by one, the majestic flame energy was engulfed by the sword qi, sweeping in all directions like a solar storm.

Daozi all around were swept away by this storm.

“Damn, it’s okay?”

“Murong Xuan’s moves were actually used by him to deal with us. Is this level of kendo really just a clone?”

“This is only one-sixtieth of the strength of the head…”

Everyone was amazed, gritted their teeth and killed the clone again.

This battle lasted for an hour.

In this hour, each Daozi was seriously injured at least twice, and the number of minor injuries was countless.

After World War I, several people lay on the ground with exhausted spiritual power.

“Okay, let’s get here first today.” Madman Chu glanced at the sunset, snapped his fingers, and his sword energy dissipated.

He looked at Nangong Huang and said with a faint smile: “I will still be here tomorrow morning, let’s continue, it’s okay, I told you to defeat my clone in a month, and today is only the first day.”

“There are still more opportunities.”

Looking at the madman Chu with a smile, Nangong Huang and others only thought that the head in front of them was not a devil pretending to be? !

Give us back that friendly and gentle head!

“Then that’s it, goodbye.”

Madman Chu and Lan Yu left, and everyone lying on the ground glanced at each other, only to feel the darkness in front of them, and their hearts groaned.

“This is only the first day, and there are still three months to go before the competition. That is to say, we have to insist on this special training for more than two months. Oh my God, I am not alive.” Zhuo Han wailed.

“No, you can’t let the head look down upon us.”

Jun Yi gritted her teeth.

Today, Madman Chu’s disappointed expression came to her heart, making her make up her mind, “Even if you die, you must persevere.”

“If you want to die, you can’t die. If the head of the house is a spring wind and rain, you have to get up and continue to be abused.” Nangong Huang said.

“Hey, do you still go back?”

Murong Xuan said.

“I won’t go back, I don’t have any strength at all.”

“It’s the same with me. I’ll let someone give us something to eat and drink, and take some more clothes by the way.” Nangong Huang said.

The crowd sat on the ground and began to recover their spiritual power, and as soon as the exercises in the body started working, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.

“Have you noticed that the recovery speed of spiritual power in the body has become faster?” Nangong Huang said.

“I also have this feeling.”

“Because of the marrow pond.”

Murongxuan thoughtfully, “Because the marrow washing pool has improved our roots and bones, we have become faster and more efficient, both in the operation of the exercises and the recovery of spiritual power.”

“Yes, Not Bad.”

The crowd nodded and looked at the marrow pond in the distance, with awe in their eyes. They were not fools, and they naturally knew what this marrow pond meant to a sect.

What is the criterion for judging the potential of a sect, talent.

And this marrow pool can produce talents in batches!

“This is probably the key to the prosperity of Xuan Tianzong!”

“This marrow bath is too important.”

“The chief arbitrarily put such an important thing here, it is too random.”

“Presumably there must be some prohibition, and this kind of thing should be extremely concerned by the saints, and it will not cause problems.”

After a while.

Several disciples came with some clothes and food.

When I saw a group of Taoists lying on the ground squeezed out, I couldn’t help but stunned.

What kind of special training did this master arrange for them?

So scary? !

After Madman Chu and Lan Yu left, he did not return to Lingtian Taoist Palace for the first time, but came to a clean valley.

In this valley, the Saint Qingshuang lives.

“Head, you are here.”

When Saint Qingshuang saw Madman Chu coming, his eyes lit up.

“Well, let me see how Lingmi is growing.”

“not bad.”

Sage Qingshuang brought the Madman Chu to a few acres of rice fields.

This rice field is full of aura.

This is a kind of spiritual rice, which is the rice that contains spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy content of Lingmi is not as good as some precious medicines, but its value is far better than some precious medicines.

Because spiritual rice can be grown on a large scale and has a short maturity period, it is easier to be absorbed by monks than precious medicine.

In today’s Sky Star, there are not many saints who possess Lingmi, such as Leiyin Temple.

This is why their fast food is hailed as the best in the world.

However, the value of the spiritual rice of Leiyin Temple is far worse than that of the spiritual rice that the Madman Chu asked Qingshuang Saint to plant.

The spiritual rice of Leiyin Temple is just ordinary spiritual rice, and the madman Chu’s spiritual rice is the high-level spiritual rice he won in the lottery!

It is a legendary item!

“I have already harvested it once, and the yield per mu is about 1,000 jin. I plant 20 acres here, and now the reserves of ling rice are about 20,000 jin.”

“How many times can you harvest a year?”

“Under the blessing of Yimu essence, it can produce about four times a year, which is 80,000 catties.” Said Qingshuang Saint.

“80,000 catties, this is far from enough.”

Madman Chu shook his head. There are more than one hundred thousand disciples of Xuan Tianzong, and these eighty thousand catties are just a drop in the bucket.

“Now it can only be provided to some authentic disciples. If you want to use it on a large scale, you have to expand the scale of planting.”

“The scale can be expanded, but my Yimu essence can’t give birth to so many spiritual rice.” Qingshuang Sage said.

The Essence Qi of Yimu is the practice method of Qingshuang Saint, and it can be used to accelerate the growth rate of elixir.

But there is only one Sage Qingshuang, no matter how strong Yimu essence is, there is no way to give birth to too many spiritual rice.

“It’s okay, take your time.”