Cultivation of Immortals: Gou picks up magic weapons behind others' backs

Chapter 145 Xuantian Sword Sect
"Oh!"

The old god in charge who was guarding outside the practice room glanced at the ground, and then turned back to read his idle books.

In this practice room, there will be explosions every three days, and he is used to it.

Yu Qingge came out of the room in disgrace, and thick black smoke came out of the practice room.

"Pooh!"

"This brain is harder than refining a weapon."

Master Yiming walked behind her, "Otherwise, why do you say that the puppet master is also the best craftsman in the world."

Yu Qingge took the elementary puppet art study that Gu He gave her, and muttered, "It shouldn't be, I followed the steps completely."

Moreover, this mortal fire control is also done by Master Yiming. He has a third-grade spiritual fire in his hand, so there is no reason why he will fail.

"Could it be that what Gu He gave me was wrong?"

Yu Qingge looked at the puppet technique quietly and decided to try again.

"Really, can I disassemble the brain of your puppet?"

Yiming took a step back in shock, "No way!"

That puppet cost thousands of spirit stones to buy back.

Yu Qingge raised his hand sincerely, "I'm just looking at it, not doing it."

"That's not OK."

"Okay," Yu Qingge turned his face away, "If this is the case, then please go, I can complete the remaining steps by myself."

Yiming: "..."

He struggled for a while, "Then just take it apart and have a look."

Yu Qingge immediately said, "Well, just take it apart and have a look."

……

Fifteen days later, Master Yiming looked at Shunao that had been dismantled to pieces.

But he took another look at the puppet dangling beside him, barely able to walk, and his heart settled down again.

Let’s take it apart, at least it’s something that’s built.

"Really, thank you."

Yu Qingge controlled the puppet from behind and bowed to Daoist Yiming to thank him.

Yiming almost burst into tears, his childhood dream was finally realized.

Although a little ugly, he didn't dislike it.

"It's a pity that this puppet will only obey your orders, and its cultivation cannot be improved. It can only stay at the ninth level of Qi training."

Yu Qingge waved his hand, and said indifferently, "It's not easy for me to refine it, and the ninth level of Qi training is enough for me."

She fixed her eyes on the puppet beside her, and the next thing to do was to adjust the fit between her and Yu Yi.

Yu Yi is the name she gave the puppet, Yu comes from her surname, and Yi represents the first puppet she made.

Yu Qingge thought enthusiastically that she would make more puppets in the future.

……

The golden bell rang, and the vigorous bell resounded through the land of Zhongzhou.

The Ji family, the number one family in the cultivation world, used secret methods to weave auspicious clouds for thousands of miles. At the same time, white cranes went to various sects and families with brocade letters in their mouths.

"Every elite in the cultivation world, the Immortal Ranking is held every year, and it is exactly 100 years now. To celebrate this century-old event, Tianshu Pavilion and Duobao Pavilion jointly launched prizes."

"No matter what list, as long as the top [-] people can get a magic weapon, the specific grade is determined by Tianshu Pavilion. The top [-] people can also get a bottle of medicine pill, the specific grade is determined by Tianshu Pavilion, and the top ten Participants will receive a book of exercises, the specific exercises will be determined by Tianshu Pavilion, note (in bold): the top three will have the opportunity to practice in Tianquan!"

This announcement caused an uproar in the cultivation world.

As we all know, Tianshu Pavilion has always been stingy, and in the past when ranking the rankings, it would always take the opportunity to ask for spirit stones from various sects and families, but now it is willing to bleed profusely.

What a rarity!
Yu Qingge wasn't too surprised, she had already heard the news from the Supreme Elder.

Li Weijiao leaned over, "Qing Ge, do you know what Tianquan is?"

"I don't know." Yu Qingge is a ignorant person, the only thing she knows is that the spring water is very useful and can help her build a foundation.

"Uncle, do you know?"

Li Weijiao turned to ask the uncle of Master Yufeng who was beside him.

Mu Chuxia replied, "It is said that the spring water flows down from the fairyland this day, and it can heal bones and save the dead."

"So miraculous?"

She shook her head, "It's not miraculous, and others have no way of knowing that the spring water has been occupied by the Ji family this day, and no one else is allowed to use it."

"Tsk! This Ji family is too domineering!"

"That can't be helped. Whoever made other sects and aristocratic families were established relatively late, the Ji family has assigned Tianquan water to their own territory long ago."

"Hey! If only our patriarch had been born more than 1000 years earlier, then this day's spring water would belong to our Tiancang Sect."

Yu Qingge sighed and said, "Listen to this name, one Tiancangzong, one Tianquanshui, match it more."

Then she won't have to work hard to grab the list.

They are now on a flying boat heading to Tianshu Pavilion.

Tianshu Pavilion's big money this time attracted many monks, even some Jindan real people who have been retreating all year round.

The Tiancang Sect came with two elders who led the team, Elder Yuanying, Elder Wugou from Jianfeng, and Elder Chunyang from Danfeng.

However, the two of them are not counted in the grabbing list.

There are also twenty Jindan Daoist and fifty Foundation Establishment disciples, nearly half of Tian Cangzong's combat power.

Yu Qingge stood on the deck and counted. There were even hundreds of qi training disciples. It was enough to imagine what kind of intense scene this competition for rankings was.

Xie Yaoshan and Lin Wenbo also came, but Mr. Gu Xi'an said he was going to perform a mission, so he didn't come to participate in this competition.

Mu Chuxia glanced at Xie Yaoshan who was walking over, hummed, and turned to look at the sea of ​​clouds.

Yu Qingge and Li Weijiao looked at each other in blank dismay, "What... is this?"

But Xie Yaoshan didn't pay attention at all, he just came to tell the three people that the flying boat of Xuantian Sword Sect was broken, so the flying boat will stay in Xuantian Sword Sect for a while, and take the Xuantian Sword Sect's people along with it.

Xuantian Sword Sect didn't know if they could see Ling Sjue and the others.

When she was in the secret realm, she was deeply impressed by Ling Sijue's swordsmanship, but she didn't have the chance to compete with him at that time.

If he also came, then it would be a good opportunity to exchange ideas.

It's also a good time to try your own puppet.

Passing through a sea of ​​clouds, a white mist shrouded the mountain ahead.

Standing on the bow of the boat, Wugou slashed into the air with his sword energy.

Everyone has their own unique sword energy. After Xuantian Sword Sect recognized Wugou's sword energy, he drove away the white mist, revealing the true face of Xuantian Sword Sect.

On a mountain top, except for a few houses, all of them are dojos, and the sound of "hum ha" from practicing sword comes from all directions.

Even the sound of the blade cutting through the air was uniform.

The flying boat stopped at a dojo, surrounded by people.

With a wave of his hand, Wugou dropped the huge climbing ladder on the flying boat, "You guys come up."

"Wait a minute."

A smiling old man suddenly appeared, "I'm a visitor from afar, why don't you get off the airship to rest first."

(End of this chapter)