After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

Chapter 181 No spiritual power, but brute force!
Ruan Qiao was accustomed to it, but Zhou Huai'an and Chu Xuan saw the secret.

This kind of adaptability is not something you are born with.

Even if you are smart enough and savvy enough, you still need experience.

Who guided her to learn this?

Brother Xuandao on Kunwu Mountain has been in seclusion for several years. Counting the days, when Ruan Qiao went up the mountain, Xuandao had not yet left seclusion.

Chu Xuan looked at Zhou Huaian,
"Who is her master?"

Zhou Huaian pondered for a moment,
"Xuandao Zhenren, but most of the time, Zhenren is in retreat. Her senior brother Lu Ping'an is taking her, as well as a group of disciples from Kunwu Mountain."

Any more and he wouldn't know.

Because the reputation of Kunwu Mountain is not good in Xiaoyao Dao Sect, and it is known as a waste mountain sect.

But what's interesting is that from such a mountain gate, a Ruan Qiao and a Shen Nanzhu came out.

A man who gave up his sword to become a businessman at the age of twelve and opened shops almost all over the fourteen continents of Cangwu.

As for the others, there is very little information that can be found out from the outside.

As for the senior brother Ruan Qiao said, he has not shown up all year round. According to rumors, he is a waste.

But if you can teach a good disciple like Ruan Qiao, how can he be a waste?
"Lu Ping'an?"

Chu Xuan's expression was gloomy. He had been in seclusion for more than three hundred years. He was not clear about what had happened in Xiaoyao Dao Sect in recent years.

But if this person really raised Ruan Qiao like this, then he had a big plan.

On the twenty-seventh level, several people had been injured to varying degrees.

Yao Yue covered her chest, wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, and looked at Ruan Qiao,
"You are indeed good!"

Ruan Qiao touched the whip marks on his arms and the wounds on his hands. He condensed his blood again and replied to her,
"You're good too!"

The injuries were bloody. Except for the two years since she first went up the mountain, she had not suffered such injuries for a long time.

Ji Huarong looked at Yandu, his eyes were about to burst, his originally delicate hair was in a mess, and his face was so gray.
"Come again! I will definitely kill you!" He actually destroyed his hair crown in front of his Yaoyao,
Yandu's face was also colored, and he smiled contemptuously at Ji Huarong,
"My defeated general, come here!"

Ji Huarong was so tired that he wanted to give himself a bottle of elixir to restore his strength, but the rules set by his ancestors meant that during the Lingxue Pavilion trial, he could not take elixirs. He took a deep breath and hit Yandu. past.

Yandu stood still, but Ruan Qiao moved.

She turned sideways and kicked him out of the window.

"Sorry, enough fighting!"

Ruan Qiao sucked in a big breath, obviously enough for this round of fighting.

One solution after another, Ji Huarong's skills are quite evil.

Yao Yue looked at Ruan Qiao's actions with disbelief.

"Didn't you lose all your spiritual power just now?"

The four of them consumed almost the same amount, and even Yan Du was holding on.

They are all at the end of their strength and need time to recover their spiritual energy!

And Ruan Qiao consumes the most!
After Ruan Qiao kicked out this kick, she coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. She took a few deep breaths, then raised her head and smiled at Yao Yue and said,
"We have no strength, but our sword masters are thick-skinned and have no spiritual power, so we have a lot of strength."

Moreover, the sword cultivator is poor.

So poor!

Therefore, when it comes to restoring spiritual power, it is rarely solved by taking drugs.

And this will inevitably lead to sword cultivators recovering much faster than other cultivators without the elixir.

It’s awesome, you came from poverty!

(End of this chapter)