The Villain Has Something to Say

Chapter 9

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The size of this Nascent Soul relic was completely beyond Luo Jianqing's expectations.

It was said in the book "Seeking Immortals" that the relics of the True Monarch of the Big Dipper were laid out according to the Big Dipper's seven-star array. Going further down, it should be the third star of the Big Dipper, Yuheng Star. Who would have guessed that after walking for half an hour, they still did not walk this path.

As the only Jindan cultivator in the entire team, Luo Jianqing obliged to walk at the forefront.

The further you go, the lower the temperature. Fortunately, the one with the lowest level is the cultivator on the first floor of Qi Refining, which can still withstand the cold, so it is not a big problem. However, when they completely walked out of the path just now, looking at everything in front of them, countless disciples were amazed with emotion.

"Could it be... this is the third level?"

Across a white light curtain, what appeared in front of everyone was a piece of ice and snow. The snow was blowing fiercely, and the wind roared. Even if they didn't step into it, everyone could feel a biting chill rushing from the soles of their feet to their hearts.

This time the stone tablet was erected directly in front of the snow.

"The white snow is boundless, is there an end?" The nineteenth junior brother looked at it for a long time, turned his head and said to Luo Jianqing: "Senior brother, this should be the third Guan Yuheng of the Big Dipper Array."

Luo Jianqing nodded lightly and said, "Do you dare to go in?"

The nineteenth junior brother laughed and stepped forward: "Eldest brother, then I will explore the way for everyone!"

As soon as the words fell, when the figure of the nineteenth junior brother completely entered the light curtain, to everyone's surprise, he completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes! In the vast snow, there was no sign of the Nineteenth Junior Brother at all, the snowflakes were still flying, and the raging wind roared past, seemingly swallowing people up.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and many people took a step back in fear, but Luo Jianqing turned his head and said: "The nineteenth junior brother has entered a different space. From here, this experience should be carried out by everyone separately. , no one can help you anymore. If you really can't bear it, remember to turn back immediately, don't be brave, crush the broken jade you got at the black iron gate at the beginning, you should be able to transfer this ruins and end the experience ."

Everyone cupped their hands together: "Yes, Senior Brother!"

The disciples of the Yitian Sect also nodded when they heard this, as if to dispel the suspicions of others, Luo Jianqing glanced at everyone calmly, then suddenly stepped into the light curtain and disappeared into this space.

When Luo Jianqing opened his eyes again, he had already stepped into the third level. There were no other people around, only the heavy snow that could not see the end. Luo Jianqing wanted to mention spiritual power, but found that his cultivation was suppressed to the foundation-building stage here, and he could no longer fly in the sky.

After calmly looking around, Luo Jianqing squinted his eyes: "The first level is the limitation of age and cultivation, the second is to test talent, and the third is to suppress cultivation and test perseverance?"

After a while, Luo Jianqing stepped forward and walked forward.

The snow was not too thick, Luo gradually stepped on it, and the snowdrifts only submerged his ankles. If an ordinary person arrives here, even if they are not frozen to death, looking at such a pure white snow, I am afraid that they will suffer from snow blindness in a short time.

Luo Jianqing knew that now all the disciples in the Qi refining period who came in with him were suppressed and became real ordinary people. According to that book, the better the disciple, the more difficult the test he will receive. For example, the son of the aristocratic family who ranked first in each peak of Mount Taihua. He was originally a fourth-level Qi-refining practitioner, but now he is forced to become a mortal. In addition, he has the first-rank root bone. In the book, he is the most difficult to cross the border. disciple.

But now, this most difficult title may fall on Luo Jianqing.

Luo Jianqing raised the spiritual power in his body to protect the heart, and put the rest of the spirit under his feet and kept walking forward. He didn't know how long he had been walking, it seemed like he had walked for an hour or a day, and the surrounding scenery had not changed at all. He seemed to be walking in the same place, but the dense footprints behind him were telling him that he had already gone too long.

The heavy snow became more violent, and the strong wind swept the snowflakes all over the ground, like a knife slashing Luo Jianqing's cheek.

Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, as if he didn't notice the crazy wind and snow, but just kept walking forward. He secretly counted in his heart, now he has traveled a full 100 miles, and then he has traveled a thousand miles.

When he walked to the ninth thousandth mile, the heavy snow finally drowned his chest. Luo Jianqing did not respond, and calmly used his spiritual power to expel these snowflakes. His behavior seemed to arouse the anger of this world, and the storm and snow rushed down, as if overturning, pouring over the field where Luo Jianqing was.

This snow is also different from before, Luo Jianqing can no longer push it away with spiritual power.

By the time Luo Jianqing had walked a full 10,000 miles, the heavy snow was about to drown his body. According to Luo Jianqing's current cultivation base in the foundation-building period, he can already be fasted, and he can also not breathe for a short time, but this definitely does not mean that he can be buried by heavy snow!

Just when he had reached the ten thousandth li, he heard a long sigh between heaven and earth: "Heavenly Dao is super-quality, walking against the sky, this is the limit of the first-grade, but for the super-grade root bone, it is just the beginning. Now, you can go back."

Luo Jianqing stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the heavy snow all over his body was smashed away by the fierce sword qi. He looked up at the sky and said, "What about the ruins of Yuan Ying?" As he spoke, the blue light between his eyebrows appeared, and the blue sword The pattern seems to be breaking through the sea of consciousness and roaring the sky, and the small cinnabar mole is also bright as fire, making the wind and snow stagnate for a moment.

When the voice fell, Luo Jianqing actually accelerated and walked forward.

After walking a million miles, even Luo Jianqing was out of breath, and the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted. Fortunately, after he took the last step, the snow cellar seemed to have turned into a phantom and disappeared, which also symbolized that he finally passed this level.

The cultivation level suddenly soared back to the middle stage of Jindan, and Luo Jianqing caught a talisman that flew from the sky. He checked his reward for this level, and after meditating and resting for a while, he lifted it up again to the fourth level.

"Blade of the wind, it's not too late!"

As soon as he stepped into the fourth level, a strong wind like a beast came, Luo Jianqing was not ready for a while, and even took a step back. There are not so many roads to go through this level. You only need to walk ten miles to pass this level. However, at this moment, the gust of wind that Luo Jianqing faced was very brutal, and each of them reached the level of the attack of the monks in the early stage of Jindan.

This time, Luo Jianqing couldn't take it lightly anymore. He directly took out one of his defensive magic weapons, and then walked forward cautiously. Unexpectedly, after walking only one mile, the mysterious magic weapon burst open, Luo Jianqing's eyes twitched, and he took out a bottle of medicinal pills given to him by the little junior sister, and ate one.

The fourth level of the Big Dipper Seven Star Array is called Tianquan. I don't know where the Big Dipper True Monarch got so many treasures, but he actually put the inner core of a seventh-grade monster at the end of the fourth level. The inner core of this monster exudes countless demonic winds, and the closer it gets, the more aggressive it becomes.

"This monster must be a wind-type monster, and it is the cultivation level of the out-of-body stage itself. If it is the closest, I am afraid that the monster wind has reached the level of a blow from a monk in the out-of-body stage." Luo Jianqing frowned and stopped at the After reaching the position of three miles, he did not move further, "The wind-type monster of the seventh rank... Is it in the out-of-body stage..."

With a flash of light in his eyes, Luo Jianqing turned over and took out an oil-paper umbrella.

This oil-paper umbrella is like an ordinary shape, with only a touch of gold on the umbrella surface, without any other decorative patterns. The material used for the umbrella rib is also seemingly ordinary green bamboo, which is light and simple, as if it is really just an oil-paper umbrella for ordinary people.

However, the moment the umbrella appeared, the gust of wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped for a moment. Luo Jianqing looked at the umbrella with complex eyes, slowly opened it and propped it on his head. When the umbrella was opened, the raging and violent winds were all avoided, and they did not dare to attack again.

The golden light on the umbrella surface flowed gently, Luo Jianqing held the umbrella forward, walked to the end step by step, and took down the seventh-grade monster beast inner pill. The moment after he took off the inner alchemy, the gust of wind disappeared, Luo Jianqing sighed softly, and gently put away the umbrella, but he didn't notice that the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows lit up slightly, and then again Silence again.

The green bamboo umbrella was a gift from that person when he formed an elixir.

Everyone in the world knows that Venerable Xuan Lingzi is good at alchemy, beast taming and weapon refining in addition to his top strength. It seems that there is nothing he can't do, even if it is the congratulatory gift he gave to his apprentice, it is a top-grade magic weapon, which can resist the full blow of a monk in the integration stage.

However, Luo Jianqing remembered that the master said this at the beginning: "This umbrella is a consumable magic weapon. It can only resist the blow of a cultivator in the integration period for you, and it will be turned into nothing from then on. Before the necessary time, Qian Qian Don't take it out."

After taking this umbrella, Luo Jianqing never used it, but occasionally stroked the umbrella body, thoughtfully.

In his last life, when he was kicked out of Mount Taihua, he gave this umbrella to the younger sister and asked the younger sister to give it back to his master. In his last life, even if he encountered a dangerous death situation, he would never take out this umbrella to use it, but now he has seen it.

"No magic weapon, it's just a decoration."

When Luo Jianqing collected the umbrella just now, he found that the umbrella had broken a rib. Presumably after using it a few more times, this umbrella will really vanish into nothing and become a pile of waste. In this regard, Luo Jianqing was not too sentimental. After resting in place for a while, he walked up to the stone tablet of the fifth Guan Tianjixing.

"The wasteland of thousands of miles, infinite beasts!"

It seems that he heard this, the Shuangfujian in the sea of knowledge moved excitedly twice, Luo Jianqing hooked his lips and chuckled, and a cyan sword light rushed out from his eyebrows, turning into a black iron sword, fell into his palm.

"We have to hurry up, Shuangfu."

The Frost Floating Sword trembled slightly, as if answering "Okay".

In the vast world, the handsome and clear cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the vast wasteland behind the white light curtain. He holds the sword in his right hand, the green robe moves automatically without wind, and a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows burns like fire, as if it is about to burn the whole world.

He had to be quicker, because this ruin was divided into levels according to the level of difficulty. Among the seventy-one people, Li Xiuchen was the only one who didn't have a level, and the level encountered was also the least difficult. Li Xiuchen was destined to reach the finish line soon, so he had to get ahead of Li Xiuchen and cut off all his chances!

In the next second, Luo Jianqing turned into a azure light, rushed into the wasteland of thousands of miles, and began to fight!