super god ancestor

Chapter 164
half a month later.

The Holy Gate turmoil is over.

The elders who had accompanied the Holy Gate for decades were all killed and injured in this turmoil.

After Mo Qingyu regained power, he did not retaliate against those believers who joined the rebellion during the turmoil.

The law does not blame the crowd, six fourth-rank elders were killed, and the vitality of the Holy Gate was already severely damaged.

If you continue to pursue it, the entire Holy Gate will fall apart.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages.

Although the Devil's Cult suffered serious internal friction due to the turmoil, now that the Youquan seal is back in place, the legitimacy of Mo Qingyu in charge of the Holy Gate is no longer in doubt.

Those powerful elders who opposed her were also wiped out.

From now on, the Holy Gate has truly become her hall of speech.

The mountain behind the holy gate is beautiful and covered with bamboo forests.

There is a small attic built here.

Li Jingji was arranged by Mo Qingyu to recuperate here.

In the past half a month, Mo Qingyu often sent some spiritual ginseng tonics, and he was quite interested in Li Jingji.

After this period of treatment, Li Jingji's injuries can be considered to have fully recovered.

"Huh! Huh!"

On the forest floor, Li Jingji is practicing sword!

His swordsmanship is extremely fast, like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, one sword is faster than the other.

Li Jingji's sword intent was reflected on the entire forest floor.

"Stab!"

The sword's edge came suddenly, and Jian Gang smashed through the blue stone tablet which was one zhang away.

Seeing this scene, Li Jingji was quite satisfied, and slowly withdrew his sword.

"Finally. Ranked among the sixth grade!"

The last time he was seriously injured, instead of leaving any sequelae, Li Jingji was blessed by misfortune, breaking through the pass that he hadn't been able to reach for a long time, and truly entered the sixth-rank realm.

At this point, Li Jingji can be regarded as promoted to the ranks of the third rank.

The third rank of martial arts, killing people and competing in martial arts, relies on strength and moves.

At the third grade, the bone density will be greatly improved, and the true energy will become more solid with the increase in strength.

For example, in the previous sword, although a seventh-rank warrior can also use the sword from the air to transform the aura against the enemy, it is difficult for the aura to extend beyond one inch.

Li Jingji was able to break through the stele with Jian Gang at a distance of one zhang. This is the effect only after breaking through.

"Based on my trump card, it should be invincible within the territory of the sixth rank.

Facing a fifth-rank martial artist, even without the help of his father, it is not difficult to escape. "

Li Jingji put away the Qingming sword, thinking deeply.

It took only half a year to hone martial arts, and his promotion speed can be described as terrifying.

Even Li Jingji himself felt very satisfied.

"A martial artist of the upper third rank can condense Qi into Yuan, and the moves are full of true Yuan.

The means of supernatural powers are not comparable to those of the third rank. "

Sitting on the stone bench, Li Jingji made a pot of tea with mountain spring water and drank it on his own.

Prior to this, he had not been clear about the strength of the upper third rank warriors.

Because I have never come into contact with a real upper third rank warrior.

This time he saw more than one person, besides Mo Qingyu, there was also the mysterious strange guest whom his father asked to move.

In addition, these days, the relationship with Mo Qingyu has eased, and he also inquired about some relevant information, and he has an idea of ​​the third-rank warriors.

In short, a warrior of the third rank is considered an inhuman existence to ordinary people.

Between the lower third rank and the middle third rank, there may still be the possibility of killing the enemy with the help of hole cards.

At the upper third rank, this possibility is extremely slim.

The road to the third rank is one step at a time, and the gap is like a natural moat.

The gap between a second-rank martial artist and a third-rank martial artist is like an adult versus a seven or eight-year-old child.

As for the junior master of the first rank, he is the existence of an invincible hand who has swept the ten realms of martial arts.

If the master does not come out, no one can suppress him.

"I don't know, how long will it take me to have a day when I can be completely cleansed."

After taking a sip of tea, Li Jingji felt a little uncomfortable, took out the wine gourd again, and drank it on his own.

The main reason why the upper third rank is strong enough to sweep the middle third rank and the lower third rank is that it will undergo a transformation from the fourth rank to the third rank.

This kind of metamorphosis will cause huge changes in the bones, skin, pores, and even cells of the warrior himself, everything in the body.

True energy condenses into true essence.

The blood, bones, and cell epidermis will all be sublimated, making the overall strength leap.

People in martial arts call this change the "washing out all the lead".

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, Li Jingji heard footsteps.

Following the prestige, a shadowy and graceful figure walking in the forest.

It's Moqing language.

She was still dressed in red, with an irresistible domineering aura in every gesture.

But it seems that there is no longer the indifference and frost that keep people thousands of miles away.

Especially in front of Li Jingji.

"How is your recovery?"

She put her hands behind her back and asked with a smile on her face.

"Thank you Mo Sect Master for your concern. The injury has completely healed these days."

Li Jingji said earnestly: "Li is not too long, he should be leaving soon."

After staying at the holy gate for many days, it is time to go.

"Are you going?"

Mo Qingyu frowned slightly, and seemed a little unhappy: "You freak, your body is recovering quickly, and I don't know what kind of magical physique it is."

In the dungeon, Li Jingji endured countless attacks for Mo Qingyu.

All of them are the top devils in the fourth-rank realm.

It stands to reason that with Li Jingji's humble cultivation level, he would be killed if he received a single punch.

But he forcibly carried it for half a quarter of an hour, and recovered quickly afterwards.

Even Mo Qingyu was surprised by this physique.

"Otherwise, stay."

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Qingyu gritted his teeth and offered to invite.

stay?
Stay at Holy Gate?

When Li Jingji heard this, he was slightly taken aback, and instinctively refused: "I am aiming everywhere, so I won't stay here for a long time."

This is the devil's nest.

Although after getting in touch with Mo Qingyu, she has changed a little bit.

But Li Jingji didn't have a good impression of the Holy Gate, and he didn't want to stay here for a long time.

"Stay here, and you can be the blood-clothed hall master.

Practice resources will not be short for you. "

Mo Qingyu invited very seriously: "At present, the elders are all wiped out, and the Holy Gate is waiting to be rebuilt. This is a good opportunity for you."

"There are countless talented people in the holy sect, and I am only a sixth rank, so I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to take on the important task."

Although Li Jingji refused with his mouth, he was quite a bit tongue-tied in his heart.

What my father said before was indeed true.

The fact that Mo Qingyu stepped forward because of the dungeon really gave him favor.

Mo Qingyu is willing to use the position of the blood-clothed hall master to keep him as a mere sixth-rank martial artist.

"Cultivation strength is not important at the moment."

Mo Qingyu was silent for a moment, and said: "You have excellent qualifications, and you may be promoted to the third rank in the future.

And I can trust you. "

The former is not important, but the latter is.

There is no shortage of talented seedlings in the holy gate, but there are very few who can gain the trust of Mo Qingyu.

Climbing out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Mo Qingyu's heart was cold.

Over the years, the only person she has trusted is that old woman surnamed Yu.

It's a pity that, after all, this trust was betrayed.

It doesn't matter whether Li Jingji is stupid or stupid.

At least, at the last minute, he was still standing by his side, which is good.

Li Jingji shook his head with a smile, but still rejected the proposal.

"Where do you plan to go after leaving the Holy Gate?"

Mo Qingyu sat down casually and asked casually.

"Let's pay homage to brother Zhang's grave first."

Li Jingji pondered.

After killing Zhao Baichuan, Li Jingji wanted to go to comfort him, but Mo Qingyu immediately caught him to the Holy Gate.

Going to Aoyun Town is not only to comfort Zhang Sanren, but also his wife and children.

Naturally, he would not proudly practice the words of your wife, I will support her.

But Zhang Sanren died, his wife and children were lonely, and it would probably be very difficult to live.

Li Jingji wanted to leave something for them.

"In the future, you can go to the Haisha Gang to have a look."

While going out to sea in Jiangling Mansion, he met the young leader of Haisha Gang.

The leader of the young gang once invited him to be a guest, and I heard that there were also some masters present.

Li Jingji always kept this matter in mind.

Of course, for the time being, he won't be too excited because of the list of talents.

Because the person sitting in front of him is the top martial artist with the highest ranking in the Mingzhou Jianghu.

"Forget it, you won't stay, and I won't force you."

Mo Qingyu smiled casually: "You picked up the belongings of my holy gate, and now the belongings are returned to the original owner, and it is considered clear."

"In the dungeon, help me block a group of attacks, I will remember this kindness.

If there is any difficulty in the future, I can help you once. "

She doesn't make promises to others easily, but promises must be fulfilled.

The biggest devil in Mingzhou Jianghu promised to owe a favor.

This weight is not light.

Soon, Li Jingji packed up his belongings, changed into a green shirt, and walked down the Shura Cliff with the Qingming Sword in his hand.

On the cliff, Mo Qingyu, dressed in red, stopped and looked into the distance.

She watched Li Jingji go away, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"I really envy him.

The young man wields the sword, regardless of life or death, only for the pleasure of his heart. "

Mo Qingyu has only wanted to live a hard life since she was a child, and it is difficult to have such a free and easy heroism.

Otherwise, go out and have a look.

This thought suddenly rose from my heart, and I couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Over the years, she has been struggling to survive in the cracks.

When Zhong Beiyou was still alive, she was terrified all day long.

After finally killing Zhong Beiyou, he took over the power all by himself, but felt that the heights were overwhelming, and he had to beware of these elders of the Demon Cult pulling him down.

Perhaps it was because all the elders in the church were dead and there was no threat.

Maybe it's because in the dungeon, looking back on life at the moment of life and death, I feel regretful.

Mo Qingyu suddenly wanted to go to the rivers and lakes to have a look, change his identity, change his way of life.

Aoyun Town, on the North Mountain.

Zhang Sanren's monument stands quietly.

The peasant woman and child had already started to pack their things and planned to move soon.

On Beishan, stood a Taoist.

This Taoist was wearing a Jiugong gossip gown, a goatee, a haggard face, and cold eyes.

He stared at it for a day and a night.

"The kid who killed Zhao Baichuan will come here at some point."

The Taoist said coldly: "Master Dao, I have to train him into a ghost with nine deaths, so that I can vent my hatred."

This Taoist was the evil cultivator who conspired with Zhao Baichuan back then to kill the Zhang family.

In recent years, Zhaojiabao has been in full swing because of the Taoist standing behind him.

This person is named Taoist Tianxie.

Currently in the realm of refining Qi and transforming God, he is a Taoist.

Because of his strange methods, he was recruited as a guest by the Su family in Mingzhou.

As a family of the Duke of the State, the Su family has many capable people and strangers, even the Taoists of Tianxie can stand firm among them.

It was also because of the influence of the Su family that he was able to support Zhao Baichuan and make the Zhao family castle more and more prosperous day by day.

"It's a pity that I have planned for more than ten years."

Taoist Tianxie snorted coldly, stretched out his wrinkled palm, took out a pill and swallowed it.

After swallowing this elixir, Taoist Tianxie's livid and haggard face became morbidly blush.

He supported Zhao Baichuan not because of their deep friendship.

It's just that there are some things that are inconvenient to come forward, so Zhao Baichuan has to do them.

He helped Zhao Baichuan rise to the top step by step, so Zhao Baichuan naturally needs to reciprocate, find good medicine for him, and sacrifice the blood of some boys who practice evil skills.

Taoist Tianxie's aptitude is not high, although he has been promoted to the ranks of Taoists and has become a Qi trainer.

But after so many years, he has only entered the realm of refining Qi and transforming spirit from refining Qi to transforming Qi.

If you want to enter the realm of transforming gods into the void, you need a lot of resources.

But at this moment, Zhao Baichuan, whom he supported, was actually killed on the day of the birthday banquet.

After getting the news, Taoist Tianxie came here.

He was sure that the murderous young man would definitely appear.

At that time, after capturing this person, Taoist Tianxie plans to use his soul as his new ghost, and his flesh and blood to raise the old ghost.

It was not what he expected.

Li Jingji is really here.

He bought a few altars of good wine in Aoyun Town, and made a sacrifice in front of Zhang Sanren's grave.

Tell him that Zhao Baichuan is dead.

"Sister-in-law, you take the money."

Li Jingji took out 50 taels of silver and gave it to Zhang Sanren's widow.

"Also, this sword manual, if Huzi wants to practice martial arts, you can let him practice it."

Li Jingji took out another sword manual.

This was specially written by him. Although the swordsmanship in it is not profound, it is still no problem to step into the seventh or eighth rank of martial arts according to the practice.

When he first saw this little guy, he yearned for the world, just like when he was a child.

It's just that Zhang Sanren refused to give up.

Now that Zhang Sanren is gone, in this troubled world, there must be someone in the family who can handle things.

"Thank you."

The peasant woman didn't know much about etiquette, so when her knees gave way, she wanted to kowtow to him.

Li Jingji hurriedly stopped him, saying that he couldn't bear it.

At the same time, on the top of Beishan.

Taoist Tianxie was full of murderous intent.

He had seen Li Jingji's portrait, and knew that it was this kid who killed Zhao Baichuan and ruined his plan.

"Send you on your way."

Taoist Tianxie sneered, the bell shaking slightly in his hand.

Immediately, blood appeared.

Countless black mist gathered into little ghosts with green faces and fangs, only about an inch tall.

Although these little ghosts were not tall, they exuded a terrifying aura.

This is the product of Taoist Tianxie who has raised it for decades.

Against martial arts experts, these little ghosts are invincible under the upper third rank.

Just as he was about to exorcise ghosts and kill people, he suddenly felt a breath that made his heart palpitate.

In the back!
Daoist Tianxie was terrified and turned around quickly.

Behind him, at some point, there was a girl in red.

The girl looked at him with a pretty face, but didn't move.

But Taoist Tianxie was sweating like falling into an ice cave.

Three products!

This is a third-rank martial artist!
How could there be a third-rank martial artist appearing here silently?
Could it be that she was with that kid?

"You want to kill him?"

The girl in red spoke for the first time, her voice was as cold as ice.

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