Rebirth and then become immortal

Chapter 136 Kung Fu
To put it bluntly, they are all annual throwaway products.

Xiao Qing, whose identity finally passed the clear road, first went to find Jin Yudan.

I don’t know what happened to that unfortunate guy now.

Although Xuanlei Sect had told her before that Jin Yudan's mental condition was not bad, and the alienation in his body had almost been eliminated, and he would be able to return to his original state as long as he was given some more time, but at this time it was better to take a look in person.

Jin Yudan's appearance is now the same as that of ordinary people, and his cultivation level is slightly higher than before, but his face is pale. Xiao Qing tentatively found that he had not set up any trap, so he put his hand on his forehead and probed - Sure enough, the inside was still damaged.

I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to get promoted in the future.

Xiao Qing sighed in his heart, and finally left a message for Jin Yudan, which he could see when he opened his eyes.

Because Cheng Donghe obtained the Kung Fu book, he made great achievements in the pavilion and was highly valued, so he lived a good life.

When Xiao Qing found him, he had already changed into brocade clothes, which was completely different from what he had seen before.

"You, you are back!"

The moment Cheng Donghe saw Xiao Qing step into the room, he put his hands on the table and didn't even notice the ink dripping on the drawing paper.

Xiao Qing walked over and the painting on the table came into view.

A masterpiece that is astonishing to the heavens and the gods.

Along the River During the Qingming Festival·Stickman Version.

Cheng Donghe blocked it with his sleeves in embarrassment, Xiao Qing smiled and made a rescue: "It's more about cultivating one's sentiments than panic, I understand."

The two sat down and Cheng Donghe told Xiao Qing what he had seen, heard and felt over the years.

The original time was extremely tight, otherwise Suxi would not have accepted the unexplained assistance from others. However, after such a long time, the other party did not have any thoughts or actions to seek personal gain, so he gradually gave up his vigilance against the other party. .

The reason why Cheng Donghe knew so clearly was because... from the beginning, he was assigned the responsibility of monitoring the actions of the people sent by the other party in the Xuanlei Sect.

"Thanks to your skills, I have not been discovered so far." Cheng Donghe rubbed his nose, his face full of pride.

He has become much more confident and cheerful.

Although this doesn't seem to fit the description of a demon cultivator.

"Very good, very good."

Seeing him like this, Xiao Qing felt relieved.

In addition to giving him the exercises to win her over, she also wanted him to go ahead and check it out. If there was anything wrong with the exercises, it would harm her body or something, then she didn't need to practice.

"Then how far have you cultivated?"

"Actually, no..." Cheng Donghe scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I've been busy lately, because more and more people are coming to Huixi Pavilion, which is about one-third of the entire practice."

one third……

Xiao Qing nodded. If one third can prevent monks in the soul refining stage from noticing that others are following and monitoring them, what will happen if this technique reaches the Mahayana level?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qing suddenly thought of his return date.

How did he get caught by himself in the first place?

Just when Xiao Qing was lost in thought, Cheng Donghe suddenly took out a skill from the mezzanine of the bookshelf. He walked up to Xiao Qing and presented the skill to her: "It's just that I can't practice the whole skill. I can only practice one third of it." It’s already my limit, if it goes any further, I won’t be able to understand it.”

Xiao Qing, who came back to his senses, looked at this extremely well-preserved technique and was suddenly stunned: "How could..."

Those who can cultivate to the level of Nascent Soul, apart from being really well protected and using all kinds of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, elixirs and elixirs, and even having people by their side to help them survive the catastrophes, most of them are not stupid people. , perhaps most of them can only stay in the Nascent Soul stage throughout their lives, but they are already the best among the monks. Until, even if the entire world of cultivation is included, at least more than half of them will The monks can only linger below the Nascent Soul stage, and finally find a place with beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery to end their lives.

This exercise has really strict requirements on people.

Xiao Qing took over the technique: "When this battle is over, I will find other techniques for you that are more suitable for you."

If you can survive.

Xiao Qing thought to himself.

Whether it's Cheng Donghe or herself.

Although 90% of the monks who came here were targeting Biluohua, the Spell Demon Alliance, which was best able to control the situation, did not seem to be aiming for this.

Their target is actually... men.

This is also the most elusive point for Xiao Qing.

What do they want with so many men? They welcome all who come, including mortals, monks, those who are still living in Yuanyang, those who are wandering around... The biggest goal of Huixi Pavilion, a latecomer, is... to defeat the Scattered Demon Alliance.

The rest don’t seem to be anything to be afraid of?
No, maybe their ultimate goal is not Biluohua, but they don't mind adding another bonus to their success.

Moreover, Mingzhu Continent may have mixed in with various forces fishing in troubled waters...

In short, Xiao Qing held the necklace on his chest tightly.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

***
After dozens of days, Xiao Qing opened his eyes.

The book spirit in front of him waved his little limbs, his face full of joy: "Li, awesome."

This "Thousand Traces of Hidden Method" is indeed unusual. When practicing, you need to use the whole body's spiritual power in reverse. When you can do this, you will disrupt the flow of spiritual energy in the body and try to make it chaotic but orderly. Allowing yourself to be in complete control.

This made Xiao Qing suffer a lot at first.

After all, if the flow of spiritual energy in a normal monk's body is disrupted, it means that she is about to die.

This kind of thing itself is dancing on the edge of a knife.

Fortunately, the technique has detailed instructions on how to avoid risks, how to achieve the most perfect effect, and even how to adjust the spiritual power back to its original normal state if it fails.

As for Shu Ling...

It was not as useful as Xiao Qing imagined. During this period, the most it did was...praise.

Okay, it’s okay to brag.

Who doesn't like a little book spirit who praises himself in his ears all day long?

After Xiao Qing reaches the first stage, the next step is to imitate the flow of spiritual power in the place where he is hiding, adjust his breathing, hide his heartbeat and pulse, and cannot emit any aura that is contrary to the surrounding environment.

Xiao Qing opened the upper limit of her eyes, and at this time, the weak points in the direction of the spiritual energy flow speed of all objects in the whole room were displayed in front of her eyes.

Xiao Qing adjusted his breathing and tried to make himself consistent with the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the bed he was sitting on, as the book just said.

It's just that the spiritual energy in her body is like a river, and the spiritual energy on the bed is no more than a basin of water. No matter how much she imitates a river, it will never become as rare as a basin of water.

Xiao Qing opened his eyes, Shu Ling reached out and turned to the next page.

This is part two.

How to effectively compress, disperse and accumulate your excess spiritual energy.

Xiao Qing took his breath and started reading again.

She teased Shu Ling's face with her fingertips: "Yes, you can even turn the pages for me."

After being praised, Shu Ling twisted his body in mid-air, his fair little face flushed red, as if he couldn't bear it. It landed on Xiao Qing's head and rubbed against Xiao Qing's soft white hair.

……

"Clang, clang, clang"

In Xiao Qing's surprised eyes, a sharp sword descended from the roof and landed at her feet.

Xuan Lei Zong’s voice sounded in his mind: “I am more useful!”

"..." How big a... sect is, and they are actually jealous of the newly born Shu Ling.

Xiao Qing took a closer look at the sword. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Suddenly: "Wait a minute, isn't this the sword that belongs to you? Why is it with you?"

Xuan Lei Zong said proudly: "He stabbed me, so I took it."

The natal spiritual sword has a close connection with its owner. Xiao Qing is not prepared to take on this hot potato: "This sword is not suitable for me. It is a sword of demonic cultivation, and you must have forgotten my identity."

The spirit of the Xuanlei Sect who gradually forgot his true identity among a group of demon cultivators:...

The sword was absorbed into the wall through the bed, and the spirit of Xuanlei Sect withered away.

"Thank you very much for helping me so much when I first came here. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be having such an easy time here now."

Xiao Qing got out of bed, stretched out his hand and touched the wall, his eyes soft.

The spirit of Xuanlei Sect stopped talking and hid somewhere unknown as if he was shy.