Shangyuque

Chapter 93 Wang Jingyi, the sword opens the gate of heaven! ( words, words a day, please vote for me!)

Wang Jingyi has her own special solution to the difficult question of whether Hongmei is a real hero who is trying to scare Wang by enduring humiliation, or whether it is his nature to turn into a waste when faced with difficulties.

"He's practicing charm magic. Can't you think of using charm magic to control him?"

Wang Jingyi easily found a way to break the deadlock.

Yulou was also in the clan leader's room. He heard the old clan leader's awkward answer.

"Charm is a minor art. Our Wang family has no inheritance of it, so I didn't think of it for a while."

Even the mature and steady old patriarch would feel awkward at times when facing the eldest sister, and Yulou smiled secretly in her heart.

Such a patriarch is really interesting and you don’t see him often.

“Speaking of which, you don’t know.

Among the ten sects, only two practiced magic, the Tianshe Sect and the Yuehua Sect.

The Tianshe Sect raised many spirit beasts. Those spirit beasts knew that if they gave birth to cubs, the cubs would be skinned and flayed by the Tianshe Sect when they grew up, so they were unwilling to give birth.

Therefore, the people of the Heavenly Snake Sect practiced charm techniques in order to help the spirit beasts of the Heavenly Snake Sect breed. "

Yulou was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at Hongmei lying on the ground, and felt a chill in his heart when he thought of how Hongmei was helping the spirit beast to mate.

The world of cultivating immortals is full of wonders!
"Ancestor, why does the Yuehua Sect practice charm magic?"

Yulou wanted to continue to gain knowledge, so he asked cleverly.

"The Yuehua Sect likes to recruit outer disciples and then send them out to work as prostitutes to earn spirit stones. The upper limit of their charm techniques is only so high."

So that's how it is. That's right, charm is to achieve an advantageous effect over the enemy by influencing people's consciousness.

But in fighting, there are too many methods that are more direct, more effective, better to use, and more widely applicable than charm.

For example, sword cultivators are good at using flying swords.

When a sword cultivator and a cultivator who practices charm magic meet, before the cultivator who practices charm magic can use his magic, the sword cultivator's flying sword will fly over, and the cultivator who practices charm magic will naturally suffer a lot.

"But Senior Sister, no one in our Wang family knows how to use magic."

Wang Xianmao said that discovering the key to a problem does not mean solving it.

However, as the true master of Red Light Photo, Wang Jingyi naturally has his own methods.

“I have a charm talisman, but its power is very small and may be useless against high-level Qi training cultivators.

But if we weaken his will to resist, that should be enough."

She sat there, drinking tea while controlling the flying sword to help Hongmei lose weight.

One sword, two swords, three swords.
In fact, when Hongmei heard what Wang Jingyi said, she already wanted to confess.

This old witch is really cruel.

Wang Jingyi's ruthlessness is different from Gao Jian's. Gao Jian is the type who only dares to act ruthless to the weak, while Wang Jingyi will not talk nonsense if he can take action.

Hongmei wanted to confess, but her consciousness was restricted by the green python and her mouth was blocked by vines, so she couldn't confess.

This is just like gagging the victim's mouth and asking him why he doesn't say anything. It's just too tragic.

"Ancestor, wait, my master seems to want to make a move!"

Among the three, Yulou is the one who cares about Hongmei the most. He really doesn't want Hongmei to die directly. Even if Hongmei cannot build a foundation, she cannot die.

Yu'an is deeply in love with Senior Sister Ning Yao. As a brother, he wants to bring Yu'an and Ning Yao together.

This matter is too small, maybe the clan leader and ancestor Jingyi don’t care about Yu’an’s feelings, but as the eldest brother, Yulou does care.

The flying sword stopped, the python disappeared, and Hongmei spoke with trembling hands, fearfully.

"What do you want to ask?"

Wang Jingyi looked at Wang Xianmao in surprise.

Xianmao, so you didn’t ask anything?

"Well, did An Ning really pass away?" Wang Xianmao cleared his throat with a red face and spoke.

Patriarch: Fortunately, my face is blue, so no one can tell even if I blush.

“She passed away, but her cave was sealed. She told me that it could only be opened after I established my foundation.

If I can't build the foundation by myself, I will pass the matter of the small cave to Ning Yao and let Ning Yao open it after she builds the foundation in the future.

The reason for this arrangement is that we are afraid that our cultivation is not enough and we may suffer disasters because of the cave heaven."

Wang Xianmao and Wang Jingyi looked at each other and continued to ask questions.

After asking around, Hongmei told him everything he knew, but he really didn't know much.

However, in the end, the two still didn't quite believe Hongmei's words.

But now that things have come to this, we can only go to the small cave to take a look.

Even if it is poison bait, Wang Jingyi has the confidence to lick it and throw it back!
“When I go home to pick up Rong, you take Hongmei to the location of the small cave to set up the formation.

In this way, even if An Ning is still alive, the two of us can fight her!"

The clan leader is an expert in wood magic and has a great advantage in setting up formations. The arrangement made by Ancestor Jingyi is still very reasonable.

Wang Xianmao looked at Yulou and said.

"Big sister, please take Yulou with you. I'm afraid he'll meet with another accident."

At that time, Wang Xianmao even planned to take Yulou directly to the Dripping Cave to pay homage to the mountain. It can be said that the patriarch attached great importance to Yulou.

"it is good!"

Wang Jingyi was a decisive person. He immediately wrapped the jade tower with his spiritual power and teleported into the air.

She controlled the small Wuxiang spiritual sword, held up the jade tower with one hand, and flew directly to the Wang clan's territory.

By the time Mu Chunze, who was in charge of the Qingxifang formation, discovered that a high-level cultivator had come, Wang Jingyi had already left.

Mu Chunze was frightened several times today, and he was startled again this time. He thought another great monk had come.

He guessed that it might be the Mangxiang lineage behind the Wang family who sent Zifu to check it out, but since they had already left, he naturally would not cause any more trouble.

This is Wang Jingyi’s strength.

She came and went freely in the formation set up by the Red Light Police, and Mu Chunze couldn't even see her tail!
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Two days later, late at night, at the foot of an unnamed mountain gorge more than 300 miles east of Qingxifang.

Yulou, who was always watched by the clan leader, also came here, but he could only watch the actions of the clan leader and ancestor Jingyi from afar.

Wang Xianmao sat in the center of the formation. He set up a three-layer formation. The first layer of concealing formation covered an area of three miles in radius. Inside was two layers of killing formation. Yulou stood in the killing formation and was very safe.

Ancestor Jingyi is a sword cultivator with golden spiritual roots. She placed her hand on a huge seventh-grade yangqi stone and had been standing there for two days and one night. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and said.

"That's almost it, let's get started."

Hearing this, Wang Xianmao controlled the wooden vine and lifted Hongmei to the junction of An Ning's small cave and this world - in case of any changes, it can also be used to block it.

Seeing that the two ancestors finally moved, Yulou quickly opened his eyes wide, trying to see their magic clearly.

Wang Jingyi had been trained by the Wang family since he was a child, and later joined the Red Lantern Sect and became a disciple of Xuan Zhuan Zhenren. He was an extremely powerful sword cultivator. The only time ordinary cultivators could see this kind of great sword cultivator in action was before he went to the underworld to report.

However, Ancestor Jingyi shouted to start.

But the two were not in a hurry at all. Instead, they kept using various talismans and spells to increase their advantages in the possible fight that would follow.

Wang Xianmao naturally also opened up his magical powers. After his spiritual energy was infinitely activated, the green spiritual energy blocked everything around him, and Yulou could not see anything.

Hongmei was so frightened by the two men's power that he was out of his wits. He even prayed in his heart.

An Ning, An Ning, my love, you must, must, must sit in meditation and never let me down.

These are two killing gods who have been preparing for two days and one night!
"Are you done?" Elder Jingyi's voice was always so calm, like a piece of cold metal.

"Right now, another golden eagle will fall. If we can't defeat it, we can always run away."

After the two of them used a bunch of amplifying spells and talismans, Wang Xianmao also used an extremely rare golden eagle falling talisman.

This is a foundation-building talisman made from the flying feathers of a golden eagle, and it is named "Golden Eagle Falling", which means that without the flying feathers, the golden eagle will fall to the ground and will never be able to fly again.

But with the blessing of Golden Eagle Fall, the cultivator's escape method will be much faster. Moreover, the effect of this rare foundation-building talisman, Golden Eagle Fall, is external - it will not have any side effects on the user, which is also very important.

The Thousand Mile Talisman used by the little monk Niu Ma needs to be stuck on the legs before use. Using it too much will hurt the legs.

Wang Xianmao was about to cast a Golden Eagle spell on his sister, but Wang Jingyi shook his head.

"I don't need it, Brother Mao, if anyone is going to die, I'll die first."

After using the Golden Eagle Fall, Wang Xianmao was faster than Wang Jingyi, so Wang Jingyi refused his offer to cast another Golden Eagle Fall on himself.

The clan leader was stunned for a moment, then silently put away the golden eagle - it wasn't that he was cold, it was just that Wang Jingyi was just like that.

But when he had received half of it, the clan leader activated his spiritual energy and sent the golden eagle to Yulou.

'If something unexpected happens, Baili Xiaoyao Fu plus the golden eagle falls, you have a chance to leave, Yulou, live well, you can become what you want to be.'

The clan leader's voice came through his spiritual consciousness. Yulou looked at the dense green spiritual energy and felt heavy in his heart.

This is undoubtedly the most important opportunity for the Anbei Wang family in a thousand years. The two ancestors have gambled everything. Will they succeed?

It will succeed!

It will definitely succeed!
Speaking of which, the two people's behavior of casting auxiliary and amplifying spells before the battle seemed to last for a long time, but it was less than a moment.

"Xianmao, then shall I start?" Ancestor Jingyi finally confirmed.

"Yeah, I'm ready too!"

Yulou suddenly saw a dazzling golden light burst out from the green spiritual energy, and a golden outline of a human figure appeared in the green spiritual energy like a golden lamp.

Wang Jingyi activated his own magical power - manifesting the golden image!
Her hand, which had been pressing on the seventh-grade Yangqi stone for two days and one night, gently picked up the small formless spiritual sword with ninety-seven restrictions.

The moment the magic sword came out of the stone, the huge actinolite turned into powder in an instant, without any spirituality at all, and flew away with the wind!

It turned out that Wang Jingyi used a secret method to build up the sword, and absorbed all the essence from the actinolite in two days and one night!
With the help of many auxiliary and amplifying spells, the cooperation of Wang Xianmao's infinite magical powers, and the blessing of the magical power of manifesting gold, Wang Jingyi, the true disciple of Hongdeng Zhao, held the small formless spiritual sword that had absorbed all the essence of the seventh-grade Yangqi stone, and slashed straight towards the boundary between the small cave and this world.

It has no form and no shape.

Xiao Wuxiang means a little invisible, but not quite invisible.

Hongmei, who was held up by the vines as a backup shield, watched Wang Jingyi, who had turned into gold, pass by with a sword in hand.

The Wuxiang Sword looked ordinary, without any sword energy, spiritual charm, or even a sense of sharpness.

It’s not that the Wuxiang Sword is not good, but that Wang Jingyi is too good.

At the moment of drawing the sword, she used her magical power to manifest the golden form, achieving a special state of unity between man and sword.

Two days of sword preparation, at the cost of the seventh-grade spiritual object Yangqi Stone, brought a huge boost to this Wuxiang Sword.

If a less skilled swordsman were to use this formless sword, it would definitely shine brightly, have a strong sword aura, and appear to have infinite power.

But in that case, the power that was accumulated with great difficulty and at great cost would quickly disappear.

Hongmei once taught Yulou the method of cultivating spiritual energy to cultivate magical instruments. Wang Jingyi's method of cultivating the spiritual sword is, to some extent, an advanced version of the method of cultivating spiritual energy, but it is more than just a simple advancement.

The power of spiritual weapons is already enormous, and the power accumulated can be used to cut off one's sword and destroy one's body in the battle between foundation-building cultivators!
Therefore, Wang Jingyi was so focused on controlling the small Wuxiang Sword in his hand, so as not to let even a trace of the power that could determine the success or failure of the fight be lost.

The female cultivator who manifested the golden appearance finally approached the small cave. The seemingly ordinary formless sword suddenly burst out with huge spiritual charm and power when it collided at the intersection.

Red Eyebrow, who was locked by the vines, was directly blown away. Wang Xianmao's vines were so weak under the aftermath of the power of Jing Yi's Little Wuxiang Sword!

Yulou could feel that the world of infinite inspiration was changing.

This is a sword wielded by a sword cultivator, a sword blessed by talismans worth tens of thousands of spirit stones, and a sword nurtured by absorbing the energy of an entire piece of seventh-grade yangqi stone.

What's more, this is the most powerful sword that Wang Jingyi has ever swung since he started practicing!
Under the sword, the heaven and earth were shaken. Even if An Ning was present, he would surely die after taking this sword.

The cave is also heaven!
Wang Jingyi, the sword opens the sky gate!

The An Ning small cave, which can be opened by the foundation-building cultivator once he knows the location, naturally cannot be hidden under this sword.

A dark hole appeared in the air, which was the entrance to the small cave.

The small cave, independent of the world, is like a bubble attached to the water surface, but it will not explode when it is damaged. Instead, it will slowly repair itself and form a closed space independent of the world again.

Looking at the slowly healing black hole, Wang Jingyi was suspended in mid-air.
She waited for a long time, but she didn't see the attack from An Ning, the female cultivator of Fulong Temple, which she and the clan leader were most worried about.

It can be said that all their preparations were made to resist this well-known senior foundation-building master of Fulong Temple, but now, she seems to have really passed away.

"Little boy, it's your turn." Ancestor Jingyi said.

Hearing what Ancestor Jingyi said, Wang Rongshi, who had also been waiting for two days and one night, nodded solemnly not far away.

He stood up, walked to the patriarch and stopped.

The white-haired Wang Rongshi knelt down, kowtowed three times, and stood up again with tears in his eyes.

"I don't need any reward for my glory. I just hope that my Anbei Wang family will continue to prosper!"

Looking at Wang Rong, who was almost 120 years old, walking into the black hole without any hesitation, Wang Jingyi and Wang Xianmao both felt a little disappointed.

Wang Xianmao sighed deeply and tilted his head slightly in reluctance.

Is it pressure? Is it responsibility? Is it honor? Is it shame? Is it powerlessness?
Wang Xianmao couldn't tell what was playing tricks on his heart. Although he was not hurt, his heart felt particularly painful.

Knowing that someone has to take the risk is completely different from watching your juniors take the risk.

Wang Rongshi was a child he watched grow up.

Rong Shi's youngest son, Yu Liu, had poor aptitude and left home early, where he died at the hands of robbers outside.

Rong Shi never made a breakthrough in Qi induction in his entire life, but his eldest son Yuming was the first Qigong practitioner of the Yu generation in the Wang family.

Now, he stepped into An Ning's cave.

Wang Rongshi’s cultivation level was not high, but the fire-baked bread he made was delicious, and both Yulou and Yu’an liked it.

Uncle Rongshi, I want to eat the delicious donkey meat hotpot you made again.

Yulou was somewhat looking forward to it, but he was looking forward to more than just eating the fire cake.

(End of this chapter)