all the way to fairy

Chapter 73 Sword Destruction
"Fuck!" Yue Yi was stunned, he really didn't expect such a situation.

Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, and wanted to yell, why his sword is so impatient!

He hastily put away the golden sword, it's just such a sword, and it has to last until Xiaobi in the cabinet, so it can't be broken.

As soon as he withdrew his sword, only Yue Yi was left alone to resist the heavy sword, and his wrist sank again.

"Young people nowadays are just too irritable."

The old man pretended to sigh, and slashed at Wei Lin with a thin machete. Wei Lin, who had just stood still, blocked the horizontal sword with his backhand, and with a snap, the golden sword broke into three pieces and fell on the ground. On the ground, there was a crisp sound of collision.

Not caring about the sword, he leaped to the tree trunk next to him to use his strength to get behind the old man, and at the same time quickly drew out the green wood sword, feeling so depressed in his heart, is he only worthy of using the green wood sword?
The strong aura gathers on the blade of the sword, and the cold light rises suddenly, like a flash of lightning sinking into the old man's vest. The old man only feels a chill behind his back, and suddenly lowers his head, his cloudy eyes bulge, his face is full of disbelief, and the scimitar in his hand drops with a bang. Landing on the ground, he also fell straight forward.

From Wei Lin's escaping to the old man's death, all of this happened almost instantly.

Hearing the sound behind him, the middle-aged man who was confronting Yue Yi turned his head to look, horrified: "Old Wang!"

He couldn't believe his eyes, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage was killed by a little boy on the ninth floor of Qi training!
When he was in a daze, Yue Yi put away the astonishment in his eyes, turned around, turned his wrists, and the sword in his hand passed through the armpit and pierced into the man's heart!

"Pfft——" The corner of the man's mouth was dripping with blood. Before he died, his heart was still full of confusion. One of them was in the early stage of foundation establishment, and the other was at the ninth level of Qi training. Or did it end in such a swift manner?
Lan Shu was leaning against the Linglong House with a gloomy look on her face. Just now the two of them avoided without thinking, not caring about her being injured at all. She lowered her eyes to hide the emotion in her eyes.

Yue Yi put away the sword, said: "I said senior brother, you are the only disciple of Master Jing Zhe after all, can you buy a better sword?"

Wei Lin: I don't want to talk.

He squatted down and groped the old man for a while, and found a storage bag from the chest and the sole of the shoe. However, neither of the two storage bags had a sword. Except for spirit stones and some common spiritual plant medicines, the only magic weapon in his hand A machete and a spear.

He suddenly lost interest, it seems that he can only use the green wood sword to participate in the competition.

"Oh, the old guy is good at hiding!" Yue Yi teased, and turned the middle-aged man inside out, but unfortunately, he really only had one storage bag.

At this time, it was the first quarter of Mao, and Yunli, who was woken up on time by the biological clock, closed her eyes, opened the door unsteadily, raised her head, raised her hands, and straightened her waist.

After a big stretch, she slowly opened her eyes, and the two corpses came into view. She was startled, and she woke up completely: "You guys killed people!"

Yue Yi was stunned, so why did she not wake up when they made such a big commotion just now? !

Wei Lin's eyebrows twitched, how can he sleep like this!
Pursing her lips, Yueyi clasped her fists at Wei Lin and said, "I admire you!"

It's not easy for such a big-hearted little girl to live until now without illness or disaster, Senior Brother Qianjiu!

Yunli squinted at him suspiciously, what did she admire?
Her eyes fell on the golden sword that was broken into three pieces on the ground, she exclaimed: "Brother, your sword is broken again!"

Wei Lin: "."

A few days later, Mount Royer Hilltop Chalet.

Wei Lin saluted respectfully, "Master."

The man in white on the futon nodded slightly, and his voice was as light as smoke: "How is the task completed?"

"Master Uncle Shuangjiang has indeed been to Nanniwan. According to the fishermen who met him, he went out of the fishing village to the waters of Nanniwan. We have searched all the islands around Nanniwan, but we have not seen him. trace."

Jing Zhe's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "With his temperament, it's strange that people who have seen him are still alive."

It's really strange that Wei Lin didn't say no.

"Breakthrough." Noticing Wei Lin's cultivation, he frowned instead.

"Don't rush for success, with your swordsmanship, eight levels of cultivation is already enough for this small competition."

On the way of cultivating the Tao, the Qi training period is the foundation, just like the foundation of a house, which determines the height of the future. It has been three years since Lan Shu entered the ninth floor of Qi training. By then, not only foundation building will come naturally, but it is also expected to expand the meridians and dantian.

His master told him about this after he broke through to the eighth level of Qi training. He planned to wait for a year and then break through slowly. Who would have thought that the plan would not keep up with the changes.

But he wasn't worried about the foundation being unstable, Jade Blood Ganoderma lucidum was the holy medicine for laying the foundation, what else could compare to it.

He didn't refute, just bent down and bowed respectfully: "I understand."

Jing Zhe glanced at him, got up and walked to the inner room, "In three months, there will be a martial arts competition, so prepare well."

"Yes."

When his figure disappeared from sight, Wei Linfang straightened his back and turned to go out.

Back in the small courtyard, seeing Yunli working overtime drawing talismans, he couldn't help but support his forehead: "After three months, I will be Xiaobi. If you don't practice hard, why are you drawing talismans?"

Concentrating on finishing the last stroke, Yunli put the finished Vajra symbol aside, then she raised her head and replied, "Earn spirit stones!"

Remnant Night Pavilion is an organization of killers, and the martial arts Xiaobi also fully embodies the cruelty of its killers. All disciples in the Qi training period are required to participate, yes, it is mandatory, and the kind that does not guarantee their lives.

Regardless of the means, whether it is killing the opponent, crippling, or convincing, it is all optional; the most terrible thing is that the matching mechanism is also random, and it is possible to match the first level of Qi training to the ninth level of Qi training.

No one can guarantee that she is not that unlucky person, so during the Xiaobi period, items that can quickly increase combat power such as talismans and formations are extremely popular, and the price is more than three times the usual price. Naturally, she wants to take this opportunity to make a fortune. Make a fortune!
"By the way, are you really not going to buy a sword?"

Carrying a green wooden sword to participate in the competition, I was a little scared when I thought about it. If the opponent's weapon was sharp and I was defeated by the weapon, I missed the Zhaoying sword, and I would regret it to death.

Wei Lin glanced at her indifferently: "Eat less, maybe you can save Lingshi and buy a sword."

Xiaobi will be able to own the Heavenly Magical Artifact, the Shadow Sword in the future, and now the price has risen sharply. He is probably not stupid to buy a sword at this time!

Yunli's expression became solemn, and her tone was passionate: "Only a mediocre person can work hard on a magic weapon. With the amazing talent of my senior brother, I can sweep away thousands of troops even with a wooden stick!"

After saying that, she faced Wei Lin's white eyes, slapped her green wood sword on the table, and said generously: "You take mine too!"

Wei Lin's eyeballs were about to roll over, it was so generous.

Three months later, when Wei Lin came out of retreat, he saw a table of talismans neatly stacked on the table, while Yunli was sitting on the ground, leaning over the stool next to the table and writing quickly.

He supported his forehead, "You haven't been drawing talismans for the past three months, have you?!"

"That's right." Yunli didn't even raise her head, "There are three days until Xiaobi, and the price of talisman seals has reached its peak these days, and selling them at this time is the most cost-effective, and I'll go to the night market tonight!"

Wei Lin sighed, grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up from the ground: "Go, go out and relax."

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Yunli was anxious. This is the time to play. At this time, a talisman is worth 25 spirit stones!

Seeing that she was about to leave the table step by step, she quickly waved the talisman on the table and swept it into the storage bag.

"Brother, this is it?"

Lan Shu's puzzled voice came from the nearby yard.

Wei Lin put down Yunli, cupped his fists and said, "Senior Sister Lan Shu. Huh? Sister, you have established your foundation?!"

Build a foundation?

Yunli looked over suspiciously, and it was Xiaobi who would soon be there. Couldn't it be that the establishment of the foundation could not participate at this time.

She was stunned, the blue book had really established a foundation!
Lan Shu smiled, and said softly: "I have been working on the ninth level of Qi training for three years, and I have been able to break through a long time ago. I just wanted to be more perfect, so I kept pressing it. This time the spiritual consciousness was damaged, I simply built a foundation , it’s better to recover your consciousness as soon as possible.”

"Congratulations, Senior Sister."

Wei Lin chuckled twice, "Now I can feel at ease, without Senior Sister, the odds of winning this competition are a little higher."

"Junior brother is too modest."

Lan Shu still smiled gently, but Yunli felt that the smile on her face seemed a bit forced.

(End of this chapter)