"Rumble..."
"Roar...ouch..."
Not long after, Xiang Yang sat cross-legged on a mountain peak near Kyoto. His whole body burst out with dazzling golden light. First, bursts of thunderous sounds came from his body, and then they turned into roars of dragons and tigers. Later, all the beasts roared together, as if they were in the deep mountains and wild forests, and all the beasts gathered together.
This is the thunderous sound of tigers and leopards, and all beasts roar together. It is the sound that Xiang Yang's external power has reached its peak, and all the bones and muscles in the body spontaneously emit sounds.
If any cultivator sees this scene, he will definitely be shocked. Such a state only exists in legends. Only by cultivating an external skill to the extreme, and having excellent foundation and understanding, can the understanding of the skill be flawless. Only to the extent that it can make the sound of tiger, leopard and thunder.
After rescuing Mr. Qin, the life energy remaining in Xiang Yang's body prompted his external skills to continuously fight for words. After a short period of practice, he had reached the peak state, and he could easily directly attack Push one step forward and directly enter the realm of the middle stage of innateness.
"boom!"
A huge roar came from Xiang Yang's body, like a thunderbolt from the blue. Xiang Yang's body had a strong golden light that immediately disappeared. He stopped and stood up, looking into the sky with a faint smile on his face. meaning.
"Such a rich life force immediately allowed my external skills to directly break through to the realm of the middle innate stage, and it has been stabilized. Absorbing the life force of all spirits to practice is really a shortcut to rapid practice. It's a pity that the 'Spirit Seizing Art' cannot Use it easily, otherwise, I would have already entered the world of cultivation, right?"
Power is a very wonderful thing that can make people intoxicated by it. Even with Xiang Yang's state of mind, after tasting the benefits, he couldn't help but want to directly use the 'Spirit Seizing Technique' to assist his cultivation. Impulsive, Xiang Yang might have been unable to bear it if his master's warning hadn't been so vivid in his mind.
"The 'Spirit Seizing Technique' should not be used unless absolutely necessary."
Xiang Yang sighed softly. This technique is too domineering and too heaven-defying. When you first start practicing it, you may not feel there is anything wrong with it. However, as your cultivation level increases, you can use the "Spirit Seizing Technique" 'The more times, the more dangerous it will be in the future.
Xiang Yang's master is the person he respects the most in the world. He also keeps his master's words in mind. He would not dare to use the 'Spirit Seizing Technique' unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Now that there is the old witch Yun Yun in Tianhai City, it should be fine even if I go back later. Then, I will go to Qingcheng Mountain to retrieve the Xuanqing Soft Sword first."
Xiang Yang whispered to himself, looking in the direction of Qingcheng Mountain with a chill in his eyes, "Yu Zangfeng, I hope you can be smarter..."
As he spoke, Xiang Yang's figure turned into a nine-color light and rushed towards Qingcheng Mountain.
The Xuanqing Soft Sword was given to Xiang Yang by his master personally on the day he successfully became a disciple. It has extraordinary significance to Xiang Yang. Therefore, even if there is already a more powerful 'Tai' Sword', Xiang Yang It is still impossible to give up the Xuanqing Soft Sword, let alone allow Yu Zangfeng of the Qingcheng Sect to take it away.
This time, no matter what, he wanted to get the Xuan Qing Soft Sword back.
Qingcheng Mountain is located in the southwest of the province, surrounded by undulating peaks and lush green trees. It enjoys the reputation of "Qingcheng is the most secluded place in the world".
Qingcheng Mountain is a famous mountain and river in the Xia Kingdom. Not to mention the beautiful scenery, it is majestic and surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, giving it a mysterious atmosphere.
And on Qingcheng Mountain, the Qingcheng Sect stands proudly among them. Speaking of Qingcheng Sect, it was extremely prosperous in ancient times, and even once ruled the martial arts of Xia Kingdom. At that time, the Qingcheng Sect was famous all over the world, and Qingcheng Sect was famous all over the world. The city's swordsmanship is regarded as a legend, and there are even countless folk songs praising the Qingcheng Sect. Countless people break their heads and want to join the Qingcheng Sect.
But now, with the passage of time, the Qingcheng Sect has long lost its power and power, and even its disciples are not as good as one-tenth of what they were back then.
The masters of the Qingcheng Sect are even worse than the previous generation. There are not many famous masters among the Qingcheng Sect today.
It was evening at this moment, and there were only two gatekeepers at the Qingcheng Sect's mountain gate, yawning out of boredom.
"Brother, it's already past the time for changing shifts. Why haven't the brothers who are changing shifts come yet? Damn it, I'm almost starving to death." I heard a disciple complaining while touching his stomach.
"It seems that there will be extra food tonight. Maybe they were so happy that they forgot about us. I hope there will be some leftovers when we go to eat. Alas, we deserve to be unlucky. It happens to be our turn to be on duty at the mountain gate. Master He was suddenly in a good mood and even gave us extra food, but it's a pity that we don't know if we can eat it," the senior brother said helplessly.
"Hey, senior brother, why do you think the master is so happy all of a sudden and even gave us extra meals? Did something good happen to him?" The disciple suddenly asked out of curiosity.
"That should be the case. We all know the master's temperament. If he is not really very happy, he would not be able to give us extra meals." The senior brother muttered.
The leader of Qingcheng Sect, Mermaid Cangfeng, is notoriously stingy. He is the type of miser who would take advantage of any passing geese. Every disciple knows the leader's character and knows that unless something really great happens, Mermaid Cangfeng will never give his disciples extra meals. You know, there are hundreds of disciples in Qingcheng Sect, and it would cost a lot for them to have a good meal, and Mermaid Cangfeng is reluctant to spend that money.
"Shh... keep your voice down, don't be heard." The disciple quickly looked around in panic.
"What are you afraid of? It is said that there are all kinds of Chinese and foreign delicacies for tonight's snack. Everyone is eating now. Unless they are outsiders, who will come to the mountain gate at this time? And it's not like you don't know that we in Qingcheng Pai has not had outsiders come for who knows how long, and it is even less likely that outsiders will come at this time." The senior brother had an indifferent smile on his face.
"Senior...Senior Brother, there is someone." As soon as 'Senior Brother' finished speaking, another disciple's eyes widened and he looked into the distance in disbelief.
"What? How could it be such a coincidence?"
The 'senior brother' looked over with incredible eyes and saw a young man walking up the thousand steps up the mountain from the Qingcheng sect with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be leisurely walking, but his speed was very fast. He climbed up in the blink of an eye. The steps, which were a thousand meters away just now, were less than a hundred meters away from them in the blink of an eye.
"Why so fast?" The two brothers' eyes widened immediately, and then they wiped their eyes again, only to find that in such a short time, the person had already crossed a hundred meters and arrived in front of them. five meters away.
"Are you...are you a human or a ghost?" The two of them were trembling as they looked at the incoming person. When they saw the other person being so elusive, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
The two of them were just ordinary disciples of the Qingcheng Sect. Their cultivation was not very good. They had never seen a real master. When they saw each other, they suddenly appeared. They immediately thought they were seeing ghosts. They were trembling all over and felt like they were wearing crotch. A sense of wetness.
"What do you think?" The person chuckled softly and took a step forward. It seemed that the step he took was not big, but it instantly crossed the distance between them and stood directly in front of the two of them, grinning and showing his smile. smile.
The visitor is Xiang Yang who came to Qingcheng Mountain. Xiang Yang plans to visit in an open and honest manner, with courtesy first and then fighting. If Yu Zangfeng, the head of the Qingcheng faction, is more sensible and returns the Xuanqing soft sword, then nothing can be said. If he doesn't return it, then don't blame him. Do it yourself.
"Go and report to your boss that a guest is here." Xiang Yang smiled softly and patted the two junior brothers who were guarding the door.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The two of them were trembling, and they turned around and rushed inside at the same time. Logically speaking, they should have reported the news alone, leaving one to look at Xiang Yang. However, because the two of them were frightened by Xiang Yang, they headed inside together. They ran wildly, even falling when they rushed inside. The two rolled together, then quickly got up and rushed inside as if running for their lives.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Yang immediately shook his head, with a look of pity, "The huge Qingcheng Mountain is full of spiritual energy. Such a fairy mountain should have been home to many masters. It is a pity that this generation of Qingcheng Sect has declined. The disciples are so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, no wonder they are getting worse from generation to generation."
Xiang Yang smiled faintly and stood there with his hands behind his back, with an aura of dust coming from his body.
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"Haha, everyone has a good time eating and drinking tonight. The head of Japan is happy and has fun with everyone."
In the huge restaurant of the Qingcheng Sect, hundreds of disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were eating and drinking around dozens of tables. Sitting at the top was Yu Zangfeng, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and other elders.
There is a soft sword next to Yu Zangfeng's table, which is emitting Yingying light. It is Xiang Yang's Xuanqing soft sword.
Even when eating, Yu Zangfeng always carried the Xuanqing soft sword with him, and kept touching it gently with one hand. His technique was very gentle, as if he was caressing his lover.
"What a magic weapon." Yu Zangfeng felt more and more happy the more he looked at it, and he wished he could hold the Xuan Qing Soft Sword in his arms and kiss it a few times.
"Report..."
At this moment, the sound of panicked footsteps came, followed immediately by two disciples guarding the door, panting and rushing in with pale faces.
"Report to the leader, someone... is here."
The two ran too fast. When they rushed in, they kicked the threshold and accidentally fell into a ball. They rolled for several meters before stopping. Then they rushed to kneel down in front of Yu Zangfeng.
"Asshole, whose disciples are you two? You are just guarding the mountain gate. How unbecoming are you to panic like this when you see someone coming? It really embarrasses me." Yu Zangfeng was feeling happy in his heart when these two men broke in. After that, I immediately became dissatisfied.
"Master, that person, no no... we don't know if he is a human or a ghost." The two disciples guarding the gate were knocked to their knees and were still stunned, but they still remembered Xiang Yang's elusive speed. Clearly.
"Snapped…"
It was okay if the two of them didn't say this. As soon as they said it, Yu Zangfeng immediately slapped him angrily, and slapped one of them so hard that he fell to the ground and shouted angrily, "What kind of ghosts and gods are you talking about? People, are you looking for death?"
He was so excited because he got a peerless magic weapon, but now his good mood was ruined by two disciples. Yu Zangfeng was so angry that he wanted to slap these two guys to death.
"Pa bang..."
The more Yu Zangfeng thought about it, the angrier he became. He rushed directly in front of the two disciples and quickly kicked each of them twice. He kicked them so hard that they fell to the ground and screamed before stopping.
"Coming in to disturb the leader when he is most happy is simply reckless and deserves to be beaten."
"What a fool. Don't you know that what the leader hates most is for someone to interrupt his exciting moment?"
"act recklessly."
“…”
The eyes of other Qingcheng Sect disciples were all glimmering with schadenfreude. They were enjoying their meal, but now they were interrupted and had to stop eating the delicious food, feeling dissatisfied in their hearts.