100,000 Years of Body Refining

The next day, outside Xuanwu City.

In the vast void, two figures stepped on their long swords and walked through the air.

The sword is the Zixiao Divine Sword.

People are Qin Feng and Ye Qingyu.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu, looking at the sword under his feet, and looking at the void around him, his face was filled with indescribable excitement.

Once upon a time, walking with swords and wandering around the world was her dream.

Now that she feels it, and has embarked on this dream path, she will definitely do her best to live up to the expectations of her master and her own dream.

"I'm telling you that you can't let down the step of taking advantage of the momentum, and you need to understand it at all times, until a step is achieved." On the Zixiao Divine Sword, Qin Feng said softly with his hands on his back.

Ye Qingyu is just a first glimpse of the power. To complete the borrowing, it takes a long time to prepare. It's okay to fight against the low-level warriors, but when you encounter the strong, the battle changes quickly. Who will give you so long to gather the momentum to borrow .

The real entry into the momentum is the random movement of the momentum, the generation of ideas, and the momentum of its own accord.

This is the real entry.

Ye Qingyu was still far away.

"Master, rest assured, disciples will never let Master down." Ye Qingyu listened carefully, nodding his head.

"The cold sword art I taught you must also work hard to cultivate. Its sword intent taps your potential, and the two superpositions are enough to support you to cultivate to the spiritual palace." Qin Feng said again.

Ye Qingyu's beautiful eyes flickered, and there was a flash of joy.

Before leaving, although she hadn't practiced the sword tactics taught by the master, she could still feel extraordinary. She can guarantee that if it is refined, its prestige will be above the sword tactics of the same rank.

"Master, where are we going now?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"Qingye Imperial City." Qin Feng responded softly.

Ye Qingyu's beautiful eyes opened slightly, and a complex color flickered past, tentatively said: "Master is going to take me to the empire's end-of-the-year gathering of heroes?"

"No." Qin Feng said.

Ye Qingyu was a little stunned.

Instead of attending a group of heroes, what do you do in the imperial city?

At the same time, there is still some loss.

"Master, this trip to the imperial city, can I go to the gathering of heroes?" Ye Qingyu plucked up the courage.

If Ye Qingyu's greatest dream is to hold the sword in the end and to be happy and enmity, then the group of heroes at the end of the empire is the stage that Ye Qingyu most wants to stand on in the past ten years.

It was a feast.

It is a feast where the empire's arrogances gather.

She has imagined countless times that she can stand on the stage that the empire has focused on and bloom with glory.

In the past, it was powerless.

But now, she can practice and has strength.

She wants to realize this dream.

Moreover, her parents have repeatedly confessed that she hopes that she will go to the imperial city and set foot on the stage of the elite group.

Qin Feng didn't respond directly, but looked at Ye Qingyu sideways, his calm gaze made Ye Qingyu's heart tremble, as if those eyes could penetrate everything in her, there was no secret.

"You are my disciple, not my slave. I guide you in your practice and do not control your life. You have your freedom."

Qin Feng's heart is like a mirror.

When Ye Qingyu felt extremely flustered, he said indifferently.

"Thank you, Master." Ye Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then overjoyed. Under that gaze, she was ready to give up, but unexpectedly, Master agreed.

"However, if you want to go, first practice the cold sword tactics first style, otherwise, you will only be ashamed." Qin Feng said.

There are two types of Han Jian Jue.

The first style, the ripples of the water, to comprehend its sword intent, is enough to sweep the first-level spirit transformation, once it is fully understood, even if it does not take advantage of the situation, it can also attack the sixth level of the spirit.

The second type, Qiu Shui Han Shuang, its meaning is even more terrifying. Once realized, it can defeat the high-level spirit transformation, refining great achievements, and slash the peak of the spirit.

And this is just the power of the sword tactic, and if you dig into Ye Qingyu's cold body, its power will only be more terrifying. The two styles are refined, and it is afraid that it will be able to cut the general spirit palace.

Qin Feng was born for 100,000 years, how could the martial arts he collected be ordinary, and he had high hopes for Ye Qingyu, even if there were ordinary rubbish, he couldn't get rid of it.

"The disciple will never be ashamed of Master." Ye Qingyu said in a very serious tone, and then sat cross-legged, cultivating for one minute and one second.

At the same time, outside the land of a hundred countries, here is a clear blue sky, cloudless, pure and pleasant.

But suddenly, faint fluctuations spread out from the vast sky, spreading quickly like ripples, and the entire sky suddenly blew across the lake like wind.

Immediately afterwards, black dots appeared, floating rapidly in the direction of a hundred countries.

Soon, those black spots were enlarged, and there were more than a dozen powerful people walking in the sky.

If this scene were seen by people from all over the world, it would be very shocking.

These are more than a dozen powerful people in the ghost realm!

In this border of a hundred nations, there are only two or three ghosts in an ordinary country, given the power of one country, it is a tyrannical country like the Qingye Empire, and there are fewer than ten people with ghosts and powers.

More than a dozen ghostly and powerful people are afraid that they will be enough to sweep any country.

"Are you sure that person has appeared here?" The leader looked at the land of a hundred countries, and then looked at the person next to him and asked.

The man nodded and said, "Yes."

"Very well, catch up."

More than a dozen spirits pierced through the void.

…

Qin Feng didn't know the arrival of these people, he walked with Ye Qingyu's sword, and soon came to Qingye Imperial City.

But he did not enter the city, but crossed the imperial city and descended hundreds of miles away from the imperial city.

There is a lot of mist here, cold and weird.

"This is... a psychedelic mountain range!" After arriving, Ye Qingyu woke up from the state of cultivation. She opened her eyes to see the scene in front of her, and her expression suddenly changed wildly.

The psychedelic mountains are the most terrifying Jedi in the Qingye Empire, how could she not know.

It is said that this place is dangerous, once you set foot, you will always be lost in it, unable to get out.

For countless years, the Qingye Empire did not know how many people had been sent to investigate, but none of them returned, including a strong man in the ghost realm.

Since then, this place has been regarded as a Jedi and a forbidden place!

"Master, are you going to enter the psychedelic mountains?" Ye Qingyu looked at Qin Feng with a heavy expression.

"Yeah." Qin Feng is still calm, as if it will always be this calm expression, nothing can affect his mood.

Ye Qingyu was puzzled. He was about to say something, but listened to Qin Feng said:

"Become a worship service when you enter my door."

While speaking, I saw Qin Feng point out a finger, the cold and strange mist, like an unstoppable hurricane, quickly dissipated.

Immediately afterwards.

Boom!

There was a loud noise from the depths, as if some magic circle was being touched and was opening, the roaring sound became louder and louder, as if the sky was being opened.

The tossing mist quickly dissipated in all directions, and radiant brilliance quickly stretched towards Qin Feng and the others along the scattered space like lightning, and appeared at his feet.

"This…"

Ye Qingyu was shocked and dumbfounded.

Looking at the dazzling brilliance, like a ladder, going up the layers under your feet, as if leading to the depths of the sky.

Isn't the psychedelic mountains a Jedi, a forbidden land?

Even the ghost realm had to die tragically, but the master broke through the mist with a single finger, and there are layers of dazzling ladders. What is going on?

"Follow me."

Qin Feng stepped on the ladder and walked up, his expression was unprecedented.

Although Ye Qingyu was a little shocked and puzzled, and even a little frightened, after all, the evil name of the Psychedelic Mountains was already out there.

But she still followed Qin Feng without hesitation.

The dazzling ladder seemed endless, Ye Qingyu didn't know how long he walked, his expression suddenly changed wildly, and he looked forward in horror.

"That is…"

In her gaze, above the cloud-shrouded void, there was a vast and majestic fairy palace sitting there.

It is like a fairy palace outside the sky, sitting in the clouds, floating in the sky, as if it can crush the whole world, making Deye Qingyu feel that his soul is trembling, and his heart is shocked, beyond words. The address of the latest chapter of 100,000 years of body refining: https://www.readwn.com/book/159327.htmlRead the full text of one hundred thousand years of body refining: https://www.readwn.com/read/159327/One ​​hundred thousand years of body refining txt download address: https://www.readwn.com/down/159327.htmlOne ​​hundred thousand years of body refining mobile phone reading: https://m.readwn.com/read/159327/For the convenience of reading next time, you can click "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 12 is located in the fairy palace on the cloud), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! If you like "One Hundred Thousand Years of Refining Body", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you your support! (www.readwn.com)