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Chapter 23

There was a sense of coldness hidden in the spiritual power released by the other party. As soon as the spiritual powers of the two parties came into contact, the coldness flowed along Qin Xinyao's spiritual power, like a snake stalking in the dark.

Qin Xinyao made a decisive decision. With a flick of the two swords, countless small sword lights were released. The sword lights made of spiritual power exploded at the same time, and the resulting shock wave swept away. One of the two swords.

There was only a soft "click", and fine cracks spread out from the tip of the sword, covering the entire body of the sword like a spider web in an instant.Qin Xinyao threw the sword decisively, and the next moment the blade exploded violently, scattering tiny fragments everywhere.

Qin Xinyao squinted her eyes and looked at the other person, but saw that the person was not only surprised, but also flustered that could not be concealed.

Qin Xinyao had taken precautions, and with only one sword left, the attack was not as ferocious as before.However, after releasing that strange blow, the other party's condition was even worse. His whole body seemed to be hollowed out, his face was pale and his feet were sloppy, his spiritual power became extremely unstable, and he tended to fall into the Qi refining stage.

As a result, the outcome was soon announced.

Qin Xinyao took the reward from the ancestor, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the man with a pale face and hurried steps away from the crowd.A look of hesitation flashed across her face, and she said hesitantly: "Old Ancestor, just now..."

"It doesn't matter what the means are on the stage, as long as you win."

The patriarch of the Qin family interrupted her and said so.

Qin Xinyao glanced at her ancestor, then lowered her head, and replied, "Your junior understands."

The ancestor patted her on the shoulder and said in an encouraging tone: "The third competition is the highlight, and I am looking forward to your performance."

"The juniors will do their best."

The ancestor nodded slightly, and said casually: "I hope that the monsters in the mountains will not disappear for no reason this time."

Qin Xinyao was startled, she raised her eyes to look at her ancestor's face, and met a pair of gazes that implied inquiry.

She pursed her lower lip and left without saying anything.

Back in the house, Qin Xinyao said to Jing Yingrong: "The ancestor still suspects me."

"Ah."

"That's right. Although I haven't left any evidence, I've been too popular recently. It's impossible not to arouse suspicion."

After finishing speaking, Qin Xinyao suddenly smiled, and said with a hint of embarrassment and embarrassment: "With Sister Jing as your support, I seem to be getting carried away."

"Ah."

Qin Xinyao: "Sister Jing, did you think my opponent in the last round was weird?"

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

"His cultivation..."

"The effect of breaking Yuan Dan."

"His move..."

"Qin Jianming has the same technique."

Qin Xinyao rubbed her chin, "It seems that Qin Jianming ordered him behind his back, and Qin Jianming probably gave the Poyuan Pill. This kind of elixir is very expensive, and ordinary juniors can't afford it."

Jing Yingrong: "Your sword is broken."

Hearing this, Qin Xinyao had a bitter face, and said dejectedly: "Yes, it is too bad to be repaired. Although I have other magic weapons, I can't match them for a while. It is impossible for me to completely refine it. Alas, what about the third competition."

Jing Yingrong: "It can be refined."

"……Eh?"

……

In the practice room, according to Jing Yingrong's guidance, Qin Xinyao controlled her spiritual consciousness to form a mysterious seal, and then slowly guided her spiritual power to flow into the seal.

Gradually, the shape of the seal appeared in mid-air, like a complex line drawn by an invisible pen, exuding a hazy brilliance.

Qin Xinyao formed seals with both hands, and pushed forward gently, and the seals slowly sank into the inside of Qingyan Orb.

The Qingyan orb shone brightly, suddenly spun, became larger and then shrunk, and finally became the size of an egg, and fell into Qin Xinyao's palm.

Qin Xinyao held the Qingyan orb and gently rubbed her fingertips on its surface. She was overjoyed and said, "It is indeed a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is completely different from the magic weapon I have used before. Sister Jing, thank you!"

Jing Yingrong: "Yes."

Qin Xinyao pulled out the remaining sword, and the Qingyan Orb danced around the hilt by itself, casting a misty light on the sword.She slashed down with the tip of her sword, and a huge light green sword light like a crescent moon came out of the sword, cutting through the defensive formation of the practice room deftly and cleverly, and then destroying the entire wall, plowing out on the ground outside. There was a deep ravine, and the rest of the energy didn't dissipate until it was almost close to the courtyard wall.

Qin Xinyao was dumbfounded.

After a while, she rubbed her eyes and said in disbelief, "Isn't this too, too exaggerated?"

Jing Yingrong: "Most middle-grade spirit weapons have such power."

"The middle-grade spiritual weapon can still do this, how unimaginable is the top-grade spiritual weapon, as well as the earthly, celestial, and even the legendary Taoist weapons?"

Qin Xinyao looked fascinated, "Speaking of which, do Taoist artifacts really exist?"

Jing Yingrong nodded: "It exists."

"Then if I can see it with my own eyes in my lifetime, even if it is a low-grade Taoist artifact, I will have no regrets in this life."

"Tao artifacts are not graded."

While talking, Jing Yingrong took off the sword behind her back.

"You've seen it."

She said so, handed the sword under Qin Xinyao's eyes, stayed for a while, and then put the sword back on her back.

The voice of the extremely evil sword sounded in the consciousness: "Is there something wrong?"

Jing Yingrong: "No. Let people see you."

Jishajian: "...Why do I suddenly want to fight with you?"

Jing Yingrong: "You don't want to."

Extreme Fiend Sword: "..."

Qin Xinyao had the words "Shock" printed on her forehead, and she had an idiot expression on her face.

Jing Yingrong: "What's wrong?"

Qin Xinyao looked at the sword behind her, then at her, then at the sword, and then at her.

After repeating this movement more than ten times, Qin Xinyao took a deep breath, and then patted her cheek vigorously.

Her eyes became clearer, and with her swollen cheeks, she solemnly said to Jing Yingrong: "Sister Jing, in the future, you must not suddenly tell others about the Taoist weapon you carry with you."

"why?"

"It's going to be scary."

……

The location of the third competition was not in the Qin family's mansion, but in a nearby forest.

Hongchun Forest covers a vast area with complex terrain. There are many natural treasures in the forest, and there are countless monsters lingering there.

"You must participate in the competition as a team. Each team must have at least three people. I have hidden ten tokens outside Hong Chunlin. The team that finds the most tokens will win."

At that time, the ancestor announced it like this.

Qin Xinyao frowned: "Why do you want to cooperate with others..."

She muttered unhappily, and glanced at Jing Yingrong next to her, her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Sister Jing, you join my team!"

(End of this chapter)