Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

"Boom!"

In the valley not far from the cave house of the silver wolf king in the deep mountain near Jiuhua Mountain, a trembling roar came suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a round of blue moon rising slowly from the valley. Compared with the curved moon in the sky, there was a tendency to illuminate the whole world.

"Woo ..."

After the beasts near the valley felt the blue moon, they felt a powerful breath, and all ran wildly towards the distance.

"Finally, the cultivation is successful."

In the moon, a slender figure slowly stood up and stretched out, she was Chen Mengqing who had been closed for many days.

During this period of retreat, Chen Mengqing finally integrated all the power inherited from Qingyue Fairy, and absorbed all the inheritances she got. At this moment, she is no longer the little white who didn't understand anything before.

"If you go one step further, you can enter the realm of cultivation, and you can get all the treasures of the real Qingyue Fairy, but ..."

Chen Mengqing whispered in a low voice, she stretched out her hands slowly, there was real Qi condensed into a liquid in her hand, no, it should be said that Zhenyuan slowly flowed, in her Dantian, a radiant blue light Neidan is about to form. As long as Neidan is 10%, she will get rid of the shackles of common customs and truly become a Jindan period comprehensionist.

It is very difficult for others to break through the Jindan period in the secular world, but for Chen Mengqing, she can break through the Jindan period at any time, and it is all in her mind whether she can do it or not.

Standing in front of the Jindan period, she only needs to take one step, she can get rid of the world and become a true self-cultivator, but Chen Mengqing has stopped, she does not want to break through so quickly.

Chen Mengqing's cultivation base has really reached the peak state, and has begun to automatically condense Jindan in her body. Even if she does not deliberately break through, after a period of time, it will automatically break through to Jindan period and become a Jindan period cultivation. By.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder ... how are you doing?"

There was a sound of longing, and the blue light flashed away. Chen Mengqing's figure did not know when it had disappeared, and everything in the valley returned to its original state.

... Xiang Yang did not know that Chen Mengqing had already left the border. After leaving Qingcheng Mountain, he did not return to Tianhai City immediately, but turned to the nearby Xishu resort.

The Xishu region has many steep mountain ranges since ancient times. In ancient times, the poetry fairy Taibai gave the term "Shu Road Difficult", but although the Shu Road is difficult to do, Xishu is a famous mountain resort, and the mountains and rivers are everywhere The best place for practitioners to live in seclusion.

The migration of time and the development of modern civilization have been rapid, but they have not caused much damage to the environment of the mountains in the Xishu area, and they have maintained their traditional style.

The night is warm, the cool breath spreads among the mountains, the mountain road is steep, even if there are few people during the day, let alone the midnight.

The sounds of insects, birds, and beasts continued, and Xiang Yang walked on the road with his hands on his back, walking and looking, with a faint smile on his face.

"I haven't seen it in ten years, so the old scene remains the same."

Xiang Yang smiled softly and looked around with nostalgic eyes. He walked out of the court and did not seem to be fast, but each step spanned a distance of tens of hundreds of meters.

"It's close to the horizon. The legendary method of shrinking the ground to an inch, no, it should be said that it is magical power, but it was actually practiced by me."

Xiang Yang sighed, and he became a magical man in a confused way. Even he didn't know how to practice successfully. Although he lacks the skill now, he can't cross a distance of ten million miles in one step, but this is it Hundreds of meters has already made him very excited.

"After the cultivation has been improved for the future, this step will take thousands of miles, what kind of situation should it be."

When he thought of such a scene, Xiang Yang was very excited, and his pace was much faster. He carefully realized the wonder of this "nearby".

Not long after, Xiang Yang had reached the front of a cliff. The cliff was as smooth as jade, but it was located on the top of a mountain, surrounded by vigorous vegetation and turbulent times, but it was arranged regularly, obviously a formation.

When he reached this cliff, Xiang Yang didn't even show his "near the horizon", but turned left and right, walking very strangely. The distance of hundreds of meters, he was spared for nearly two or three kilometers. He walked right in front of the cliff.

"Tibetan Cliff"

The cliff is extremely smooth, just like it was cut by a sword, and the three seal characters were carved by the sword in the middle of the center.

"Old Tibetan sword, if you say honesty, you didn't lie to me, hehe ..."

Xiang Yang chuckled softly, his right hand shook, only to hear the loud sound of "Boom", the place where the three words of Jianjianya exploded suddenly, and countless turbulent times flew and fell.

"choke…"

At the same time, with the sound of a sword, the three long swords shone with dazzling light and fell down together with the rock.

"Haha ..."

Xiang Yang burst out laughing when he saw it, and he flew up, took all three swords in his hand, and swayed them freely, countless swords fluttered violently, suddenly the sword flashed, the cliff trembling, and countless stones fell Down.

"There is no sword, and possession of the sword cliff is useless."

"choke…"

Xiang Yang was holding three long swords in one hand at the same time. With the sound of a sword roaring, the sword was chopped down towards the Tibetan sword cliff, and suddenly he heard only a loud bang, and the whole cliff shivered and collapsed suddenly. .

Since then, Tibetan sword cliff is no longer.

"Old Tibetan sword, the two are not owed, hahaha."

Along with Xiang Yang's laughter, his figure disappeared into a ray of light.

"Ugh…"

Immediately after Xiang Yang left, a sloppy old man appeared on the ruined rock pile of the collapsed Tibetan sword cliff. He looked at the messy things and smiled helplessly. His bet actually took a full ten years to take away the three swords. If I came early, I would confiscate him even if I had a reputation for betrayal. Unfortunately, after all, he was destined. "

"I haven't seen it in ten years, the little guy has even reached the state of Great Consummation, just forget it. It's like I have no mentorship with him."

The sloppy old man sighed.He is the master of the Tibetan sword cliff, called the old Tibetan sword, a powerful man who made a sensation in the world decades ago. However, he has not been born for decades, and the world has forgotten the existence of such a peerless powerful man.

Ten years ago, while traveling around the world, the old Tibetan sword man accidentally saw Xiang Yang. He was suddenly shocked by Xiang Yang ’s talent and wanted to accept Xiang Yang as an apprentice. Yangning died unyieldingly, and he could not let Xiang Yang take the initiative to appease the teacher despite the Tibetan swordsman's exhaustion. In desperation, he had to move a ghost idea and bet with Xiang Yang, taking his three-handed peerless sword as his bet. Xiang Yang lost as his disciple, if he lost three swords to Xiang Yang.

The old Tibetan sword thought that he and a young man bet easily and won, and a disciple arrived, but unexpectedly, the final result was that Xiang Yang won.

The old Tibetan sword was inexplicable and inexplicable. He had lost his way through the rivers and lakes for dozens of years, and even lost to a little ass. He almost made him angry and almost wanted to commit suicide. So he moved his ghost idea and hid the three-handed sword. Among the sword cliffs of Xishu Tibet, and set up a formation method, it was agreed that Xiang Yang if he wanted the sword to come by himself.

As the price of breach of contract, the old Tibetan swordsman passed his master swordsmanship to Xiang Yang, and then returned to Tibetan sword cliffs to wait for Xiang Yang to pick up his sword. He made up his mind that as long as Xiang Yang came to Tibetan sword cliffs, he would be strong even if he was strong. To keep this apprentice, what I didn't expect was that such a wait was ten years, and his apprentice's dream was so silent.

"It's a pity to have a great apprentice. I haven't seen it in ten years. This kid's cultivation behavior is already as good as mine. It's a pity."

The old Tibetan sword stood in situ, grinning helplessly.

"Fortunately, though, he passed on my possession of the sword. Even if he didn't admit it verbally, it was actually my disciple. This time, my old man can finally let go of the customs clearance and can he succeed in the present.

With a loud laughter, the old Tibetan sword suddenly disappeared into a sword light, disappearing without a trace. His cultivation practice has reached the height of reaching its peak.

"Old man, take care."

At the same time, Xiang Yang, who was flying away, showed a blessing in his eyes, and his back turned, like a meteor disappearing into the sky.

… "Three swords, Monica one, principal's wife one, Yaer one ... As for Qin Xiaoniu, um, just give me my Xuanqing soft sword to her."

Xiang Yang flew away in the night sky, holding three swords in his hand, calculating the distribution of these three swords.

"Oh, what if there is a Chen Xiaonier?"

Xiang Yang even sent out his beloved Xuan Qing soft sword, but there was one less Chen Mengqing, and his face suddenly showed helplessness.

"Cough, Chen Xiaoniu's cultivation base has reached the state of great consummation, and after the practice of retreat, the cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds, perfectly controlling her own strength. I am afraid that even I am not her opponent. If she is missing her, it will probably kill me. "

Xiang Yang mumbled, and when he thought of Chen Mengqing's temper, he suddenly had a headache.

"The old Tibetan sword is also true, can't we hide a few more swords? Only three are so few."

Thinking about it, I still don't know what to do. Xiang Yang vented all his grievances to the old Tibetan sword.

"Ah, how did I forget that the benefits of joining the dragon group have not been given to me yet, um, I remember that Old Man Xiao seems to have a good sword, just as the benefits of joining the dragon group are forgotten."

Suddenly, Xiang Yang slapped his head, revealing the color of excitement, feeling excited for his wisdom, and flew towards Tianhai City more quickly.

"Squeak ..."

At this time, in the night sky, a dark cloud accompanied by countless sharp and unpleasant sounds passed into Xiang Yang's ears, blocking his way forward.

"Bat blocking the way?"

Xiang Yang's figure stopped at high altitude, staring at the large cloud in front of him, where was the cloud, and clearly countless bats gathered together.

"Squeak ..."

The sounds of countless bats were messy and unpleasant, Xiang Yang's eyes gradually became dignified, and he placed the three-handed sword in his left hand, and the right hand touched the soft black sword from the waist.