Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 653

"Thousands of voices confuse the heart... For the practitioner of Zhiyan, Qianye's broken soul is also Jin Qianluo... Is Senior Sister Jin's own unique move?" Qingqing changed her words in time, thinking that it was not very good to call Jin Qianluo by her name in front of Zhiyan.

Zhi Yan didn't care about it, but because this sentence reminded him of Jin Qianluo's previous incident against wonton.

"Qianluo's nature is not bad, it's just that she has been spoiled all these years and has become somewhat lawless, but she won't do things like killing innocent people indiscriminately and treating people's lives like nothing."

When Zhiyan said this, he glanced at Qingqing who obviously disagreed with what he said, and smiled helplessly.

"Last time, if I hadn't saved you, Qianluo would have already prepared to save you."

Qingqing thought for a while, at first she thought it was Zhiyan saying good things for Jin Qianluo.

But looking at Zhiyan's frank look, Qingqing couldn't help but pat her head, thinking that Zhiyan is not that kind of selfish person.

Maybe Jin Qianluo really wanted to save her, but she didn't see it?
However, thinking of Jin Qianluo, Qingqing suddenly had an idea.

She'd better practice a unique skill of her own before the disciple meeting.

Hmm... Specialized to deal with Jin Qianluo's Chiba Soul Breaking move!
Just what to do?
For wood-type spells, both gold-type spells and fire-type spells have a suppressive effect on wood-type spells.

She has mastered metal spells and fire spells fairly well, but now that time is running out, she can only work hard on one of them.

"Speaking Master, do you think it's better for me to work on fire spells or gold spells?"

"Why do you want to work hard on these two? In fact, I think your comprehension and strength in lightning spells and water spells are relatively high."

"But metal spells and fire spells have a suppressive effect on wood spells!" Qingqing said this directly from her mouth.

Zhi Yan frowned after hearing this, what's the point?
"No one has ever said that spells are mutually exclusive. If this is the case, then those who practice gold spells will always be better than those who practice wood spells?"

"It seems to be true." Qingqing bit her lip, thinking that what she said was quite right.

But Qingqing always felt that she was very sure in her heart that there was a mutual restraint between spells.

It may not be so obvious, but when people of the same level are fighting against each other, there will definitely be a situation of mutual restraint between different spells.

But where did I hear this truth?Or where do you see it?
Jiang Chengqing must have never said this.

Qingqing started to struggle again, Zhiyan didn't say anything, just let Qingqing think about this issue by herself.

Qingqing finally thought about it, and decided to start with gold spells first.

Gold spells are more suitable for one-on-one battles. It is estimated that Jin Qianluo must punish her because she wants to teach her a lesson in the arena.

And the arena is a one-on-one competition system, so gold spells are Qingqing's first choice.

It's a pity that Qingqing is not Jiang Chengqing, after tossing and tossing for a whole day, Qingqing didn't come up with any unique tricks, on the contrary, she broke several stones and was scolded by Yuan Chen.

With the name of destroying public property, Qingqing went to the most remote forest in Hongye Valley in desperation.

The light blades shot out from Qingqing's palm one after another, but apart from leaving some ugly scars on the big trees with thick branches, they had no other effect at all.

"Hey! It would be nice to make the magic trick more gorgeous, so I can still bluff people!" Qingqing sat on the ground discouraged, and threw the small stones on the ground into the lake water boredly.

"Gorgeous spells? In fact, gorgeous spells can also be very powerful." A strange voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Qingqing jumped out of the ground immediately in fright.

"Who are you?" Qingqing asked loudly.

She saw a tall figure under the shadow of the ancient tree, as if it had merged with the night, making it difficult to recognize.

(End of this chapter)