Moshan's Message Peak, in front of the Taoist platform, came to know his fate, and behind, the expressions of the awakened great sect powerhouses were not too abnormal.
This is the forty-seventh place. Except for the young man in golden clothes, everyone else has not been able to stick to more than five moves.
The time limit is approaching, and it is difficult to change the results.
"Please"
Seeing the young man walking in front of him, Qi Huan stretched out his hand and said politely.
"Please"
Ning Chen responded, with a wave of his right hand, the azure light moved, Tai Shi appeared, and slowly fell.
The Daomen divine soldier appeared, the sword intent was rumbling, and the moment he held the sword, the expressions of the strong people present changed.
A completely different aura emanated from Ning Chen's body, and after a step, the person in front of him disappeared.
With a loud bang, the palm shook the sword's edge, the sword energy scattered and vibrated violently.
The power of the sword shocked everyone, but they saw the sudden turn of the sword and the extremely fast streamer, which was difficult to distinguish.
Qi Huan's expression was condensed, and he concentrated on dealing with it, relying on the advantage of his cultivation base to press the speed.
In the blink of an eye, the speed of attack and defense is too fast, and the seven moves have passed.
Unwilling to end this, Qi Huan drank in a deep voice, the real energy around his body evoked the power of heaven and earth, and a steady stream of airflow gathered, forcibly blocking the approaching sword edge.
The sword's edge was restrained for a moment, and an amazing palm surged out, with the power of destroying the dead and pulling the rot, leaving no trace of affection.
Seeing this moment in shock, Zhiming let go of the sword in his hand, and the figure swept out, avoiding the palm of his hand, and then swept back again, the sword fell for a moment, and he held the sword again. The moment Qi Huan regained his energy, he broke through the barrier of true essence.
The exquisite control on the sword can see the brilliance in the eyes of the powerhouses in the rear flickering constantly.
It turned out that the sword can be so strong.
When the sword was in front of him, Qi Huan was full of energy, and Zhen Yuan once again blocked the sword's edge, and the ninth move appeared in a mighty manner.
The palm essence condensed the power of the wind and clouds in all directions, spreading hundreds of feet, and it was an unavoidable move that swept out again.
However, Zhiming's expression did not change, his steps turned, the water light disappeared, and he quickly merged the method of shadow and body.
When Qi Huan saw this, his eyes narrowed, and after the ninth move, the tenth move followed.
There is no reservation, a palm that shocks the world, a vision is born in the void, a green lotus appears in the heaven and earth, the whole body is a hundred feet in the sky and the earth collapses in an instant, the pattern is clear and extinguished, and the prestige of stepping on the immortal is unquestionable.
"A sword is invisible"
Knowing the fate, the sword that concentrated and concentrated again, condensed at one point, cut a line of life in the raging waves.
A sword came out, and another sword followed, the Sword of Breaking the Sky, traversing the same trajectory, separating the shocking palms.
When the remaining strength reached, Ning Chen's body slipped several feet away, and he stabilized his body when he saw blood.
"Assignment"
Ten strokes have passed, Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put away the sword, and said calmly.
Qi Huan nodded, his indifferent expression eased a lot, he bowed politely, and turned to retreat.
The shocking battle, the ultimate in martial arts, the peak in swordsmanship, is absolutely wonderful, so that the great teachers and powerhouses cannot recover for a long time, and their emotions are difficult to calm down.
"Your name" on the Taoist platform, the ink master said.
"Ning Chen"
"From today onwards, you are my ninth direct disciple," Lord Mo said calmly.
Ning Chen bowed without saying a word.
Under the stage, the young man in gold clasped his fists with a clattering sound, and the sullenness in his eyes was fleeting, which was well concealed.
The candidates for the ninth disciple of Lord Mo were confirmed, and everyone congratulated them one after another. After being polite, they left one after another.
Lord Mo glanced at his ninth disciple, but he couldn't see much change in his expression, he nodded, and disappeared in the glow of the glow.
"Ninth Junior Brother, come with me," Qi Huan said with a gentle expression on his face.
"kindness"
Ning Chen nodded, beckoned to the little girl not far away, and followed.
"Who is this child?" Qi Huan asked in surprise.
"After the benefactor," Ning Chen replied.
Qi Huan nodded slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and continued to lead the way.
Moshan, a place like a fairyland on earth, is not surrounded by unattainable mountains and mountains, but more like a crossed mountain range, surrounded by many sub-peaks.
Around Zhiyu Peak, the Eight Peaks were already inhabited, and Ning Chen was taken to the Ninth Peak to arrange accommodation.
On the ninth peak, the bamboo forest is dense, and in front of the bamboo forest is a house made of green bamboo, which is very spacious.
"Ninth Junior Brother, Master may summon you in the past two days to teach you the method of cultivation. Before that, take a good rest," Qi Huan said softly.
"Thank you," Ning Chen nodded.
After arranging the former, Qi Huan didn't stay any longer and returned to his fifth peak first.
Yin'er sat on the small stool, kicked her calf back and forth, and said softly, "Ning Chen, does Master Mo really know how to bring the dead back to life?"
"At least, he is the most likely person," Ning Chen calmly said.
"Oh" she said softly.
After simply tidying up the room, Ning Chen walked out of the bamboo house, looked at the bamboo forest in front of the house, thought about it, waved his hand, and a green bamboo flew over.
Glancing up and down, Ning Chen turned over the green bamboo, pointed at the condensed sword, cut it apart from the middle, and immediately cut off the branches and leaves on it.
Seeing this, Yin'er ran forward out of curiosity and stood by to watch.
"What are you doing?" Yin'er asked in confusion.
"I'll make you a sword," Ning Chen replied.
"Bamboo," Yin'er said in surprise.
"Your cultivation base is still shallow, and the sword made of divine material is too heavy and not suitable for you," Ning Chen replied while cutting the bamboo.
"Oh" Yin'er responded lightly, standing aside and watching silently, wondering what her first sword would look like.
Not long after, in Ning Chen's hands, the green bamboo had been shaved into a sword shape, and it didn't look strange.
"It doesn't look good." Yin'er pouted, dissatisfied.
"Wait"
Ning Chen replied softly, the sword finger slid across his left palm, and blood immediately dripped, staining the entire green bamboo sword edge red.
The little girl was startled, and just as she was about to speak, she was shocked by the sight in front of her.
But seeing the green bamboo sword, the red flames rose, the blood water and the bamboo sword slowly merged, and the entire sword edge gradually changed from blue to red.
After a few breaths, the flames dissipated, and Zhu Jian appeared. The exquisite sword shape did not diminish Ling Rui's aura.
In Ning Chen's hand, brilliance flashed, the wound healed, and immediately handed Zhu Jian to the girl, and said calmly, "Do you like it?"
Yin'er took Zhu Jian, her big eyes were bright, her little face was smiling like a flower, she nodded and said, "I like it"
"No matter what the situation is, this sword cannot leave your side, understand?" Ning Chen urged.
"Okay," Yin'er replied obediently. "The method of practicing swordsmanship, I have already told you, you have to work hard and stick to it, don't be lazy, there are no shortcuts to everything in the world, the same is true of swordsmanship, haste is not enough, don't think about opportunistic, otherwise, you will eventually Mistake yourself" Ning Chen taught seriously
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"Yeah," Yin'er nodded.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's rest first, and start practicing swordsmanship tomorrow morning," Ning Chen said.
"it is good"
Yin'er responded again, turned around and went back to the house to wash up and rest.
Ning Chen stood outside the bamboo house, looking at the other eight peaks in the distance and Zhiyu Peak in the middle, a thought flashed in his deep eyes.
Lord Mo's preaching really made him understand a lot of things that he didn't know before, especially the explanation about the three realms of virtuality, reality and reality in the fairyland, which gave him a lot of inspiration.
Among the powerhouses he had met before, Mu Changge and Nvchang were undoubtedly in the virtual realm, while Chao Tianxi was too traumatized because he broke through the barrier of Hades, and has not been in a state of prosperity, so it is difficult to judge his cultivation. for.
And Xuan Luo, still judging from the situation of the first battle that day, at least has the strength of the initial stage of reality, and before it is sealed, it will definitely be stronger.
With his current strength, after unlocking the seal, he should be able to fight on an equal footing with Qi Huan, a powerhouse in the early stage of the virtual realm.
However, once the Huangquan Divine Forbidden was lifted, it would be difficult for him to hide the demonic energy from the ink master. Therefore, it was absolutely impossible to make this choice unless it was a last resort.
The moon sets and the sun rises, the night passes, and in the early morning, Yin'er gets up to practice swordsmanship.
Ning Chen stood by and watched, and when his sword strayed, he reminded him aloud.
"Ninth Junior Brother, Master has called you to Send Yufeng"
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from the ninth peak and entered Ning Chen's ears.
Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes flashed a faint strange color, looked at the little girl who was practicing swordsmanship, and said, "Yin'er, I will go to Zhiyu Peak, I will be back soon, you continue to practice here"
Yin'er looked back, wiped the sweat from her face, and said softly, "Okay"
After the exhortation, Ning Chen didn't delay any longer, he moved his feet, turned into a streamer and swept towards Zhiyu Peak.
On the Moxing Terrace, Master Mo in a white robe sat cross-legged. Below, five young men and women stood quietly. Qi Huan stood second on the right. After seeing Ning Chen coming, he nodded slightly.
"Meet Master," Ning Chen respectfully saluted.
"Lao Jiu, what did you do when you entered my door?" On the Taoist platform, the ink master asked.
"Longevity" Ning Chen lowered his head and said.
The ink master nodded and said, "I have seven dharmas and two sutras. Among them, seven dharmas have been learned by your seven brothers and sisters, and your eight brothers and sisters have also made some achievements in the Taiyin Sutra. There is only the last Sun Sutra, and no one has practiced it yet. , are you willing?"
"Thank you Master for giving the law," Ning Chen replied.
Only then did a gratified smile appear on Lord Mo's face. With a wave of his hand, the colorful rays of light descended, and an extremely complex cultivation secret method did not enter Ning Chen's spiritual consciousness.
After a while, the ink master closed his hand and said, "Cultivation well, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask your five brothers and sisters."
"Yes" Ning Chen said softly.
"Come on," the ink master waved his hand and said.
"Yes"
Ning Chen bowed again and immediately got up and left.
"Go back, too," the ink master said calmly.
"The Disciple Retires"
The five men and women bowed respectfully and left together.
After the six people left, on the Taoist platform, the vicissitudes of the ink master closed his eyes again, covering all his thoughts.
After getting away from Zhiyu Peak, Qi Huan looked at the silver-clothed woman beside him, and reminded, "Sister Eight, you've been cultivating too fast recently."
The silver-clothed woman stopped and said softly, "Thank you Fifth Senior Brother for reminding me, I will pay attention."
"Your strength attribute is exactly the opposite of that of the ninth junior brother, or you can ask him for help," Qi Huan suggested.
The silver-clothed woman was silent, and after a long time, she sighed softly, "He is too weak now, it is impossible to resist the power of Taiyin in my body."
With a hint of emotion on Qi Huan's face, he said, "I can't believe that you are the last to start, and your cultivation speed is the fastest."
"Maybe, this is my life," the silver-clothed woman responded, and immediately stepped forward.