"Wow, someone can actually ignore Gongsun Jianwu, that's a lot of experience!"
"I really wonder if he is inhumane..."
"Elder Mo, are you sure Qing Shui can beat Jian Wu?" A middle-aged man with handsome snow-white hair only on his temples exuded a surging aura, more like a wave.
"Hall Master, I believe I still have this vision. Not only is it better than Jianwu, but I shouldn't even be able to give in to the chief disciples of other halls." Elder Mo said with a smile.
If Qing Shui were here, he would find that Elder Mo was the old man who explained the Tiangong sword technique.
"Of course I know Elder Mo's vision, and I still know the power of the Golden Eye. It seems that you admire this boy very much?" the handsome middle-aged man, the master of Xingyue Palace, said gently.
"I appreciate it, of course I appreciate it, but he belongs to Mr. Cang and Elder Fei." Elder Mo said seemingly regretfully but very happily.
"Oh, I see, it seems that our Xingyue Palace may rise in the future." The master of the palace laughed out loud, his voice was low and gentle, and extremely listenable.
"In next year's competition, who will be the chief disciple, Jian Wu or Qing Shui?" Elder Mo looked at the palace master.
"Well, um, I'll talk to that Jianwu girl and see if she will take the initiative to step back, or else let the two of them compete." The palace master thought for a while and said to Elder Mo.
"Well, the male disciple of Xingyue Palace is embarrassed, and it makes us old men lose face too." Elder Mo chuckled.
"It's different for me to be the master of the palace. Even the men from Xingyue Palace want to scold me."
Qing Shui practiced in the square for a while and then left. It was already after noon and many people had gone to eat. Qing Shui directly entered the Purple Jade Wonderland in a deserted place.
Eating in Purple Jade Wonderland is easy, everything is complete, and the most important thing is that things can be left there for a long time without deteriorating.
The fish is stewed in a pot of green water and left in it for sixty or seventy days, and it is still delicious without any deterioration.
Qing Shui knew that this was because of the peculiarity of the Purple Jade Wonderland. Originally, Qing Shui could eat a pot of fish in the Purple Jade Wonderland for half a month.
Once, he was kicked out of the Purple Jade Fairyland after not finishing his meal. However, when he entered the Purple Jade Fairyland again, although it was only half a day outside, less than a day, there were seventy-five days in the Purple Jade Fairyland, which surprised Qing Shui. I found that the remaining fish and Shiquan Dabu soup had no peculiar smell at all, and they were still as fresh and delicious as before when heated.
Since then, Qing Shui has stewed fish, fish soup, turtle stew, and Shiquan Dabu Decoction in the Purple Jade Wonderland, which made it much easier for Qing Shui to eat when he was alone.
After eating, Qing Shuizi walked around the purple jade fairyland, but suddenly found that the thousand-year-old gloomy tree that had been planted had sprouted, which Qing Shui had not expected.
For example, Qing Shui had great hope for the nameless tree to sprout and bear fruit, but after all, the thousand-year-old gloomy tree was just a magic weapon material in Qing Shui's memory. It was of no use at the moment, so he planted it with the intention of the iron tree blooming.
An inch of tender green branches grew from the top of the thousand-year-old gloomy tree. Yes, it was the most vivid green. It was so green that it was stunning, and it even gave off a dangerous aura.
The closer Qing Shui walked, the more he could feel the cold air, or yin air, emanating from the green buds. It was cool. It was said that the more beautiful things were, the more poisonous they were. Such a heavy yin and cold air, compared to thousands of years, Cold iron has it.
Such a one-inch bud is colder than a thousand-year-old cold iron. Then it will be okay in the future. Could it be that this thousand-year-old gloomy tree was also cut from the tree
Qing Shui found that this problem was really difficult to solve, but wood-like things should only be cut from trees. What was the Millennium Gloomy Wood Tree? Does it bear fruit
He couldn't help but think of the Sky-shattering Hammer forged from ten thousand years of cold iron. Qing Shui remembered that he didn't feel the cold air when he took it. But it was obviously a weapon forged from ten thousand years of cold iron, so he shouldn't be able to feel the slightest bit of cold. Bar.
I lowered my head and looked at the young shoots of the thousand-year-old dark wood for a while. The green ones all gave off a faint glow. They were so beautiful!
"Anyway, we can't refine magic weapons now. Let's go on. At least there will be no shortage of Thousand-Year Dark Wood in Yinggao in the future. It would be even better if we can get some unexpected gains. Qing Shui's happiness will come suddenly."
Go to the magnificent screen of rivers and mountains, pick up the Sky-shattering Hammer, and look at it with the Sky Eye again. What you get is that the strength is increased by 20%, and the strength is increased by 300.
Could it be that the blacksmith who once forged this hammer did not forge the cold poison due to a problem with his craftsmanship? As for holding it in his hand, he did not feel the cold chill, but it was a bit colder than ordinary metal.
When I danced that day, I could only feel the domineering and imposing manner above. Could this be the breath of ten thousand years of cold iron, not the cold poison and biting cold...
In order to confirm his idea, Qing Shui walked to the empty place where he often practiced in the Purple Jade Fairyland, raised his momentum, and began to instill power into the Sky-shattering Hammer. The black hammer itself was like a dark cloud, with a faint light on the surface under the infusion of power. A dark mist-like feeling.
Swing the hammer!
Qing Shui continued to increase his strength, hammering, moving laterally, hammering...
Thousand-year-old cold iron is like a piece of ice, but the hammer in Qing Shui's hand is black and shiny. Qing Shui doesn't understand.
After thinking for a moment, Qing Shui didn't understand and stopped thinking. He walked out of the Purple Jade Fairyland and walked towards the stone monument on the back mountain. He hadn't been there for several days.
Tomorrow, he will learn Heavenly Thunder Slash from Cang Wuya. Thinking about it, Qing Shui is a little excited. Every man advocates violence. What Qing Shui most yearns for among Tiangong's techniques is Heavenly Thunder Slash, which increases the attack by 30%.
There was nothing going on this afternoon, so Qing Shui was going to look at some stone tablets. He was afraid that if a few of these were damaged, he would be very sad.
When you come to the stone monument area, people still come and go, and it won't change because someone comes or doesn't come. However, the difference is that if there is a beautiful woman in front of the stone monument, there will be more people and more men on that stone monument.
Qing Shui continued to look at the tiger shape that he had not finished, and found the stone tablet he was supposed to look at. He found that there was no one in front of the stone tablet.
When Qing Shui saw the picture above, he understood. It turned out that the carving on it was a "Tiger Breath Carving". A giant tiger was lying there with half-closed eyes and a lazy look, which made people feel particularly peaceful.
Qing Shui's hair suddenly stood up when he saw this carving, because this carving was not so docile in Qing Shui's eyes.
The charm of the tiger is as motionless as a mountain, which is no less impressive than the carved stone tablet with the tiger perched on the mountain. Of course, outsiders cannot see the key to it.
Qing Shui stared at the tiger on the stone tablet. Although the smooth and charming tiger body was lying on the ground, Qing Shui knew that he could launch the most ferocious attack in an instant and kill the enemy with one blow.
Qing Shui looked at the stone tablet, and unknowingly the divine power in his body became slower, but became stronger. Qing Shui stared at the entire tiger, not sparing any part of it.
Many people were coming and going, wondering why Qing Shui was watching what the docile tiger was doing, and they were so obsessed with it. Some people stopped and looked for a moment before shaking their heads and leaving with a sigh.
Unmoving as a mountain!
At this moment, Qing Shui finally knew what it meant to be immovable, just like those old guys in Tiangong, almost all of them were immovable.
It is said that only those with hundreds of years of accumulation, some insights, and extraordinary human experience can achieve the state of being immovable as a mountain.
Immobile as a mountain, a person stands there like a mountain, exuding momentum and pressure that makes people stop...
Isn't the artistic conception in this stone tablet as motionless as a mountain? Among beasts, only the tiger can achieve this artistic conception. Only the tiger can achieve the majesty of the king of beasts.
The moment Qing Shui realized this, the ancient divine power that had been running in his body underwent subtle changes, causing Qing Shui's whole person to change.
artistic conception!
This is the improvement of artistic conception, something that can be encountered but not sought. Just like human temperament, temperament is created by time and environment, and so is artistic conception.
Qing Shui felt that the smooth ancient divine power all over his body and the liquid mass in his Dantian suddenly condensed a lot, as if the volume suddenly increased and the density became much higher. The power in his meridians, Dantian, and his whole body felt much stronger.
Snapped!
The ninety-five-week ancient body-building technique has broken through to the ninety-sixth week at this time, and there are actually faint signs of breaking through to the ninety-seventh week.
The strength that had just been increased a lot was greatly increased again, which made Qing Shui surprised and overwhelmed. It was like a person who suddenly won a lottery of five million and just received the money. Someone told him that he was wrong. He didn't win five hundred. Ten thousand but thirty million.
"Haha, it's almost ninety-seven days. The ninety-eight days are the last week of the fourth heaven. As long as we can break through the ninety-nine days and enter the hundred days, which is the fifth level of ancient body strengthening techniques, we will reach the fifth level. Then you can go to the Yan family." Qing Shui smiled happily, even laughing out loud.
Many people around looked strangely at this handsome man who had been standing there all afternoon, but now he seemed to be giggling.
"Madman..."
"Are you lost in love? Who is so willing to abandon such a handsome man? It's a pity that I have a wife, otherwise I would definitely commit myself to him." A woman with heavy makeup looked at Qing Shui and said with heartache.
"Auntie, it's just you. I think anyone I meet is better than you." A man said hehey.
"You are so heartless, you think I can't recognize you?" The woman's angry scream made the surrounding people burst into laughter.
The man ran away in despair!
Qing Shui touched his nose and shook his head: "I actually got carried away!"
Qing Shui never expected that he would realize from this carving that it would not only increase his aura by at least 50%, but the concentration of divine power would also increase Qing Shui's strength by at least 10%, which is more effective than a small pill. Big, and most importantly, subtle changes in momentum.
Qing Shui understands the importance of potential pressure best. How can he not be happy when the potential pressure is increased by half at once, "Not moving like a mountain, haha, not moving like a mountain!"