Fantasy Realization System

Xiang Yao quickly closed his right leg, turned around and closed his head, lightly touched his lotus feet, and walked out like a cigarette.

Chu Xinran seemed to have found his own rhythm at this time, turned from defense to offense, stepped forward, twisted his position, blinked behind Xiang Yao, and shot out!

Before Xiang Yao turned her head, she slapped back and patted Chu Xinran's palm together.

"Boom!"

The tremendous strength spread to the two people's sides, and a white ribbon suddenly appeared between Xiang Yao's empty left hand. When she moved her arm, the ribbon came alive. From top to bottom, she rushed away.

Chu Xinran's aura seemed to be boiling, and a tyrannical force instantly bounced the two of them away. She swung her sword to block, and received Xiang Yao's blow.

"when!"

Chu Xinran felt pain in his arms and his legs sank as if carrying a mighty force on the ribbon.

"Three lives with one sword!"

Chu Xinran yelled, her body straightened suddenly, a sharp aura suddenly rushed out of the practice sword in her hand, the shadow of the three swords appeared, and immediately stab at Xiang Yao.

"Guiyun sleeve!"

Xiang Yao closed her hand on the white silk ribbon and turned into a white circle in front of her body, playing all three sword shadows away.

"Stab!"

Just as Xiang Yao was defending, a sword light flashed from the ring, and a piece of white cloth fell quietly as the sound of tearing the cloth came.

Chu Xinran stepped on the Sansheng step and suddenly appeared in front of Xiang Yao. The Fantie practice sword fell on Xiang Yao's right hand at some unknown time, and her sleeve was cut off.

At this time, the flying white ribbon also stopped and fell softly on Xiang Yao's arm.

A hint of surprise flashed across Xiang Yao's face, but soon she smiled at Chu Xinran: "It's Xiang Yao who lost."

Xiang Yao's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears very clearly. Seeing this scene, all the disciples underneath couldn't help but feel a little startled.

Chu Xinran's sword just now was almost impossible to distinguish, and it surprised everyone.

When Chu Xinran fought against Xiang Yao, she did not have the steadiness and sophistication of Xu Fen. Her swordsmanship even gave people a jerky feeling, but the sword light, like a bright and tiny star, appeared in everyone's minds. .

Chu Xinran put away the practice sword in her hand, and her eyes were a little dazed. The sword just now was just a temporary realization. She used it at will based on her own feelings. After stopping, it was difficult for her to enter the previous sword. This feeling of bright thinking.

Zhou Ming nodded slightly, and he didn't make a mistake. Chu Xinran is a good material for learning swords.

He taught Chu Xinran the "Three Lives Regeneration Technique" with the goal of letting her achieve a pure and empty state of mind, so as to master more powerful strength.

The Sansheng Taoist school focuses on the state of mind, and the original "Sansheng Yanling" is based on the cultivation of the mind, the preservation of the Tao and harmony. After several generations of sects' deduction and modification, Chu Xinran now has the "Sansheng Yanling Jue" ".

The three lives are lust, mind, and body. At the beginning of cultivation, people’s thoughts are clear and clear, and the quicker they get started. With the deepening of cultivation, they can generate seven orifices and exquisite and clear minds, and the monks who have cultivated the three lives, have a simple mind, no miscellaneous thoughts, extremely high understanding, and any rules. The magic can be realized instantly with just one thought.

In the three-life Taoist school, the "three-life development of spirits" is often practiced with swordsmanship. The purer the mind of a person who learns the sword, the stronger the strength that can be exerted, and the fit with the sword is far superior to ordinary monks.

And the sword that Chu Xinran had just used was due to his own character and the merits of the "Three Lives Regeneration". With a clear mind, he accidentally realized a trace of the Three Lives sword intent.

Dao Jing sat under the ring and fixedly looked at Chu Xinran, who was standing on the stage holding a sword, with a look of appreciation in his eyes. What a genius, it is really rare to understand sword intent in battle.

Now Dao Jing is actually a little jealous of Shen Yue, if such a good seedling can come to the gate of Emeiguan...this idea will be directly extinguished by her.

A cultivator shouldn’t force popularity. Chu Xinran is talented. It must be her blessing to meet a monk with mysterious origins like Shen Yue. To blame, she can only blame Emei for missing such a genius.

"Master, the disciple lost."

Xiang Yao came to Dao Jing and apologized.

"It's okay. You will practice Luo Yunxiu more in the future. This time, you need to remember that the cultivation of the xinxing is also indispensable for those who cultivate."

Dao Jing shook her head slightly and taught Xiang Yao step by step.

"Yes, disciple remember."

Xiang Yao walked to the back and stood with Yin Qing as he bowed to Tao Jing.

"You, you don't usually practice body techniques and techniques. Now you know that there are people outside the world, right?"

Yin Qing couldn't help but laughed when she saw Xiang Yao standing by her side with a clever face.

Xiang Yao stuck out her tongue and said to Yin Qing, "Senior Sister, you are now a master of Luo Yunxiu, or..."

Yin Qing raised his hand and flicked Xiang Yao's forehead, and said, "The Dao Sect Conference is aimed at communication, but it is not for us to fight for strength."

"Hehe."

Xiang Yao rubbed her smooth forehead and smiled at Yin Qing.

Except for the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace who were still discussing Chu Xinran's sword just now, the Eight Major Sects had resumed their quiet state.

Chu Xinran has now successfully defended the challenge twice, and if she succeeded in defending the challenge again, these talented disciples of them would be a bit disconcerted.

After all, a sect that suddenly emerged suddenly broke into the realm of cultivation, and defeated many geniuses in the discussion and discussion of Dao Sect Conference, which really undermined the majesty of the eight sect of cultivation.

But looking at it now, Chu Xinran was able to defeat the eighth-level Qi refining Xiang Yao, and his strength was second to that of the younger generation. If other schools now send their own Qi refining seventh-level disciples to the stage to attack, it would be a bit of a gift. Up.

When the Lengjian first wore six, it was because the other seven major sects did not measure the strength of the Lengjian, so that their own disciples went up and down repeatedly, which led to the result of wearing six.

Today, you can't let the thing of wearing a few things happen again.

These elders of the foundation building chiefs all had similar ideas more or less. They exchanged their eyes, and they all understood each other a little bit.

"Apprentice, you will sink Senior's apprentice when you go up. Remember to stop until you click."

At this moment, Xi Yu, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke. His eyes fell on Zhou Ming in the distance and said to Ouyang Zhou who was standing behind him.

"Yes."

With no expression on his face, Ouyang Zhou stepped forward and gave Xi Zhu a punch. He flashed and came to the ring.

There was a trace of indifference in his eyes, and he saluted Chu Xinran: "Shen Yanpai, Ouyang Zhou."

Chu Xinran returned salutes routinely, with a calmer attitude than before.

"It's Brother Ouyang Zhou, he took the stage to attack, so there is no suspense this time."

"Friend Chu Daoist is amazing. Being able to defeat Senior Sister Xiang Yao is enough to rank in the realm of cultivation."

"Haha, yes, I really envy these geniuses."

"Don't talk about it, just look at it with peace of mind. It is said that the unsuccessful senior's lover will show us some magical techniques."

"Yes, yes, for example, the sword light just now is truly unique in the world!"

...

A group of melon-eating disciples talked a lot, Ouyang Zhou attacked, and most of them thought that Chu Xinran might be defeated, but they still wanted to see if this "big black horse" born out of thin air could create miracles.

"Make a move."

Ouyang Zhou stood there and said to Chu Xinran lightly.

Seeing Ouyang Zhou's cold face, Chu Xinran couldn't help feeling a little nervous. This guy seemed a bit strong.

But she didn't worry much, raising the long sword in her hand and cutting it forward with one sword.

"brush!"

A sword shadow flew out and came directly in front of Ouyang Zhou, and the strong sword aura blew the ends of his hair.

"Snapped!"

Without blinking his eyes, Ouyang Zhou slapped the sword shadow with his backhand, and the sword energy on it collapsed and disappeared without breaking his clothes.

Chu Xinran couldn't find the feeling when she was fighting against Xiang Yao, and she was a bit weaker than Ouyang Zhou in terms of momentum, but thinking of Zhou Ming's good intentions, she bit her head and rushed forward.

Under the not-so-skilled Sansheng step, Chu Xinran pulled out an illusory afterimage, and instantly got close, with a forceful pick of the long sword, it passed through Ouyang Zhou's arm.

"boom!"

However, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, and a palm hit Chu Xinran's back hard.

"puff!"

Chu Xinran spit out a deep red mouth, and the whole person staggered two steps forward, shaking the Fantie Long Sword in his hand, squeezing it on the ground, supporting her body.

The Ouyang Zhou in front of Chu Xinran was nothing but a phantom. His speed had already exceeded the level that monks in the normal Qi refining period could see clearly. After a palm, he didn't move his hands.

Because he was very confident, a Qi-refining seventh-layer cultivator would be seriously injured and dying if he suffered a palm of his own, while Chu Xinran spit out a mouthful of blood, but did not fall. Such strength is enough for her to be proud.

If Chu Xin was not sensible, he wouldn't mind making her suffer.

Seeing such a situation, many disciples felt sorry for Chu Xinran. Ouyang Zhou was too strong. Although Chu Xinran's swordsmanship was brilliant, he couldn't even use sword moves under the absolute power gap.

Chu Xinran wiped the bright red from his mouth, turned around with the sword, and rushed towards Ouyang Zhou's right side with one step. The sword slammed straight across.

A sword gas swept out of this mortal sword and rushed to the facade of Ouyang Zhou.

Ouyang Zhou did not evade, raised his right hand and grabbed forward. The air in front of him seemed to be rippling, and the sword energy that swept away was invisible.

Chu Xinran also felt the huge gap between herself and Ouyang Zhou. If her seventh-level Qi refining base practiced swordsmanship and body skills diligently, and she mastered some combat moves, she might be able to compete with the eighth level of Qi refining. This Ouyang Zhou's strength has obviously surpassed the eighth level of Qi Refining, and in this case, her probability of winning is very low.

However, when I remembered what Zhou Ming said, the unwillingness to admit defeat in her heart came up, Chu Xinran, she is not the kind of person who shrinks when she encounters a strong enemy!

She raised the mediocre practice sword in her hand, took a deep breath, and rushed to her right hand. She raised her arm, raised her practice sword high, and struck Ouyang Zhou with a sword!

A flash of sword light suddenly fell on Ouyang Zhou's head.

Ouyang Zhou twisted and disappeared in an instant.

"boom!"

The sword light fell, and a shallow crack suddenly appeared on the ring.

Ouyang Zhou appeared on the edge of the ring and his eyes were shocked. Facing this sword, he also had to avoid the edge for the time being.

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