Tu Jin smiled coldly, and there was unspeakable irony in his eyes, "It's just a few clowns."
He had a weird temperament, and he didn't want to say more, so Xun Liang happily recounted the matter.
After Xu Ziqing and Yun Xun went to the battlefield of Jiu Xu, Tu Jin and the others still went back and forth between the sword spirit tower and the sword shadow wall, practicing sword skills and tempering the sword soul, because they saw Yun Xun’s own sword earlier. Something about the law is comprehended, and for a time, it is quite advanced.
After two or three years of this, the three would occasionally confirm each other on weekdays. Later, it was the breakthrough, especially Tu Jin, who had the highest cultivation level, made rapid progress. Soon after the sword soul was trained, even in Xunliang. When the two of Yinxiu reached the peak of the first refining of the sword soul, they directly broke through to the second refining of the sword soul. It can be said that it has benefited a lot, and naturally I am more grateful for the many monks in the Wuling Mountain Region.
However, just over ten days ago, Tu Jin had just walked out of the Sword Spirit Tower and was about to go to the Sword Shadow Wall to visualize what she had gained, but had a face-to-face with a few cultivators who had newly arrived in the Nine Void Realm. However, Tu Jin didn't care about going straight past, but was stopped by someone.
And it was undoubtedly the three Nascent Soul monks who stopped him.
He was also a disciple of a certain branch of the Hongchuan School, and he cursed him as soon as he spoke.
How can Tu Jin be able to let the three younger generations be presumptuous in front of him? Without saying much at the moment, he swept away a sword intent. Under such a strong force, the three Nascent Souls would have suffered serious injuries without saying that they had fallen. Unexpectedly, another sword intent was ushered in, which happened to collide with Tu Jin's sword intent, offsetting each other, and ending up together.
The one who shot, his cultivation is only a level lower than Tu Jin, but his swordsmanship is at the same level as Tu Jin, and even the young man in Chinese clothes—his sword soul, who is even better than Tu Jin—has been tempered to the pinnacle of the second refining.
Just like this, I didn't mean to settle the matter.
Although the young man in Huafu was quite dissatisfied with the three Yuan Ying's efforts to find things, but when things came to an end, the strong man in his dignified period could not just retreat. Therefore, the group found a large venue outside the city and fought fiercely.
Xun Liang and Yinxiu helped Tu Jin by themselves. There was Tu Jin and the young man in Huafu, Xun Liang and pretty women, and Yinxiu alone fought against the three Yuan Ying.
However, after the three games, Xun Liang was defeated, Tu Jin tied, and Yin Xiu won. In such a calculation, it was actually a draw.
But if so, wouldn't it be for nothing
Although Xun Liang was open-minded and didn't care about it, Tu Jin wanted to find a place for Xun Liang; the three Yuan Ying on the other side refused to let Tu Jin go because of their own interests. After the dispute, there was this gambling fight.
Later, it was just as Xu Ziqing had seen.
After Xu Ziqing listened, he was suddenly stunned.
It's not surprising that things like this happen frequently among monks.
Now they just need to look for wild flowers and win by then, that's it.
So Xu Ziqing didn't say much, so he changed the subject and asked with a smile: "Which gateway does Fellow Tuo want to go to?"
Tu Jin went on his lips and said, "I didn't care about it, Ding Wu can do both."
Xun Liang and Yinxiu also said: "It's better to be nearby."
Xu Ziqing had no objection. He only looked at the senior, then nodded and said, "That's fine."
The group did not delay, and soon turned into a escape, and headed towards Dingmen.
The gate of Ding is no different from the gate of Bing, except that the writing on the two gate posts is changed. The internal strokes roar and roll up from time to time. There are also many gods and monks who have already seized the opportunity to stand against the wind. enter.
Xun Liang told the two senior brothers: "When you go in, protect your body with true essence so as not to be injured by the gale."
Xu Ziqing felt his kindness, so he smiled and nodded: "Thank you Daoist Xun for the suggestion."
Then, everyone glowed with a thin layer of light, and jumped into the Dingmen.
Before entering the portal, Xu Ziqing felt a violent wind hit, like a knife cut, as if it was about to invade the sea of consciousness in an instant, and would blow away all the souls. It can be seen that the wind is strong and cracked, and it is extremely terrible!
He immediately didn't dare to shake the gods, so he ran the true essence quickly, protected his whole body more densely, and blocked all the wind.
Xu Ziqing looked at Tu Jin and the others, and saw that they were still safe, and understood that this was because the strength of the soul was different, so that their resistance to this wind was a bit stronger than him.
And brother... He looked at Yun Li again, and he saw that Yun Li also had no discomfort at all.
But it’s not surprising. Except for him, the other four people are all swordsmen who are trained at least by the sword soul. The primordial spirit and the sword intent are integrated, and they are more stable. On the contrary, his own cultivation is the weakest. The strength of the soul is far less.
But because of this, Xu Ziqing felt a bit of worry in her heart.
Today, there are almost no opponents he has encountered that have strong destructive ability to the soul, but if he meets in the future, how can he guard against it? After leaving from here this time, he had to think of a way to temper his primordial spirit.
Otherwise, I am afraid I will regret it.
Besides, everyone stayed in the entrance for a while, and each was quite adaptable to the wind, and then walked to the depths of the extremity step by step.
The wind in this violent wind is extremely strong, even if it is the weakest time now, it is far better than the outside wind, people can't open their eyes, but can only use their divine consciousness to find the way.
Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and released his divine consciousness out of his body. Suddenly, everything around him was reflected in his sea of consciousness.
He quickly scanned the senior brother and was touching his spiritual consciousness, so he spread his spiritual consciousness carefully... Of course Yun Yu had also recognized it, and he was connected to his spiritual consciousness at the moment, and there was no intention of blocking it.
In the next moment, Xu Ziqing felt as if there was an explosion in the sea of consciousness, and the reflection of the divine consciousness seemed to be much clearer, just like merging himself with the divine consciousness of the senior, and the area that can be extended is wider.
This is also the benefit of the intercourse between the primordial spirits of the two monks. Since even the primordial spirits of each other have been opened to each other, the spirits are naturally not malicious, but they are also close and compatible. Before you know it, there is more than double the effect.
After that, Xu Ziqing and Yun Li had a close mind, and they kept peeping forward.
The consciousness rushed forward quickly, facing a sharp wind, the wind was extremely fast, and the group was extremely rich in one place, just like a huge wall, and something extremely viscous. Consciousness is all blocked, and it is very difficult to advance a bit.
This is just a storm.
Xu Ziqing urged his spiritual consciousness and moved forward slowly, greatly hindered.
At the same time, Tu Jin and others also released their divine consciousness, but they were exploring in different directions, but they also encountered strong winds, which made it difficult to advance.
Xu Ziqing opened his mouth and wanted to speak, who knew that he had to speak out, the voice was broken in the wind, and he couldn't make a speech at all. In desperation, he could only speak through the voice. Before he could say anything, he heard a few voices first, and they passed into the sea of consciousness.
Xun Liang said: "The road ahead is difficult to make, what good strategy do you have?"
Yinxiu said, "I can't go with my spiritual consciousness."
Tu Jin even let out a cold snort, "Be careful, wild wind flowers are often born in the eye of the wind, maybe there are wind beasts guarding them."
Xu Ziqing also said: "Why don't I just gather in one place first, and take a look into the whirlwind in front of me?"
Yun Li said: "Also."
Tu Jin and the others had no objection, so everyone walked closer, but because of the strong wind, they couldn't use any escape techniques, so they had to press the true essence under their feet and walk step by step.
Not long after, several people were on guard while approaching the storm.
The closer you walk, the more true yuan you use in one step, so you can walk safely. Xu Ziqing and Yun Yu held hands together, which is not worse than the others. Soon, their noses were filled with wind, and if they could no longer breathe, they had to hold their breath and pay more attention.
At this time, everyone's spiritual consciousness finally touched into the whirlpool. At the root of the whirlpool, there really was a bright white flower with a spherical corolla. Every time the wind turned the corolla, the petals became entwined. The flowing wind fluttered away, and then turned back again, and the corolla was formed again, so almost every half of the time, it had to be converted once, which was extremely strange.
Tu Jin said at this time: "It needs to be picked immediately when the corolla is formed, otherwise it will only be leftover, not an adult plant."
The rest of the people understood very well, and responded, "I'll be careful when I wait."
It is not easy to pick the wild wind flower, and if you are not careful, you will lose all your previous efforts, and everyone will not be careless.
After a few words, the five people have already decided that Xu Ziqing, who is good at handing thousands of trees, will pick them, and the others will wait to protect them, so as not to be attacked by the wind beasts, which is not beautiful.
Xu Ziqing looked attentive, and the light on the center of her eyebrows flashed, and several blood-colored vines sprang out from the void above her head. Most of these vines covered him, and the remaining one stretched forward very quickly, rushing straight to the eye of the wind!
At this moment, there suddenly seemed to be a collapse in the wind, and a group of intangible objects rushed out!
The blood vine has not stopped spreading, and the invisible thing has already approached Xu Ziqing's front!
At the same time, the other four monks moved.
Xun Liang and Yin Xiu immediately guarded Xu Ziqing on both sides, a flash of blood flashed in Tu Jin's eyes, and a ray of sword intent burst out of the air, slashing directly at the group of intangible objects. However, Yun Yu leaped to the other side, hitting straight out with the black gold long sword in his hand, slashing towards the depression in the dead corner next to him.
It turned out that when one of the wind beasts was culled from the front, the other was hidden in the dark, wanting to attack and kill Xu Ziqing!
However, these sword repairers are experienced generations, and they will not be fooled by this trick. They immediately divided into two groups and cooperated skillfully. They all wanted to kill the wind beast, very neat.
Xu Ziqing also trusted his Taoist companions and companions very much. Even if he also noticed the wind beast's raid, he didn't care. Instead, the imperial blood vine continued to stretch forward and kept touching the chaotic wind flower before taking advantage of its corolla. At the moment of condensation, the flower rhizome was cut off in one fell swoop, and it suddenly retracted!
The next moment, the breeze lingered in his palm, it was precisely this flower that was picked up in his hand.
Finding that Xu Ziqing succeeded, several sword repairmen moved faster, Yun Yun and Tu Jin had already broken a piece of scenery separately, and randomly had a fleshy body lying on the ground, that is, the corpse of the wind beast.
Everyone looked down and saw that the wind beast, which was still in the wind before, showed its true form. It was silver-white, shaped like a tiger, with moiré patterns on its forehead and four hooves. It was really very beautiful.