Longevity begins with Gu refining

Chapter 186 Like it, right? I'll give it to you!
This upgrade took a long time.

The time for all of Chen Qing's Gu worms to ascend and transform together is not as long as this experience.

He himself felt as if a month had passed.

Although the butterfly on his chest no longer fluttered its wings, Chen Qing's blood was still flowing.

It just seemed relatively quiet, just maintaining Chen Qing's basic life consumption.

It was as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Ying Wugang and Zuo Chuan, one stood on the edge of the cliff above Chen Qing's head, and the other stood at the bottom of the stone wall.

He stretched out his hand to brush his own weapon from time to time, ready to draw his sword to strike at any time.

After a whole day and night, Chen Qing finally woke up from the hibernation-like state.

The butterfly in his chest began to flap its wings again, and the blood all over his body became normal.

The natal light butterfly, nine turns!
Chen Qing stood up, feeling relaxed all over.

He raised his eyes and gazed beyond layers of clouds and mountains, "Next, it's time to walk thousands of miles and watch everything die."

In his opinion, his natal light Gu should be the easiest way to rise to the king rank.

Whether it's Fuluo or Scholar, or Honglian or Yaofeng, they are much more difficult than his.

I don't know how strong it will be after being promoted to Wang Pin.

Judging by the current strength, once the natal light butterfly is promoted to the king rank, it is very likely that it is also a very strong existence in the king rank.

At least Chen Qing felt that it should be much stronger than Li Chonghuan's King Gu.

"I agree with what you said!"

"The sword ghost is in the sword abyss, you can take it yourself!"

"By the way, send me all the remaining sword Gu scriptures!"

Chen Qing chuckled, she was still discovered.

Sword Gu is no better than Strength Gu, because Sword Gu's yin-yang bias is rather strange, so the promotion route of Sword Gu is much more complicated than that of Strength Gu, and it cannot be written in a book at all.

Chen Qing just gave the national teacher a copy, and the rest are still in his hands.

This is why he dared to give a copy to the national teacher at will.

"Ying Wugang, go and move the rest of "Sword Gu Chapter" over here."

After speaking, Chen Qing jumped down from the giant pine, and jumped into the misty sword abyss in front of him.

Just arrived here, Chen Qing saw a Taoist-like sword ghost in front of him, sitting cross-legged on a dead tree, staring at a small flower in the corner of the stone wall in a daze.

Chen Qing stretched out his hand to grab it, and easily held the sword ghost in his hand, turning it into a red fish.

It is the black fish that is full of resentment, but the red fish is obsessed.

Chen Qing stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to absorb the perception and memory of swordsmanship in it.

Sword ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts, this is an obsession, it needs to be more pure, and only pure sword moves are left in memory.

Instead, it left Chen Qing with a lot of time and effort to get rid of distracting thoughts.

The old man that Chen Qing swallowed has no way of knowing his name and experience from his memory.

Chen Qing just learned one sword, chopping rocks.

Chen Qing stretched out his five fingers, held the Longque sword in his hand, and used Zhanyan to chop down the stone wall in front of him, and opened a canyon leading to the top with one sword.

The canyon is about tens of feet long, and Chen Qing felt it carefully, "It's not bad."

"Continue to swallow, the Grandmaster Realm is expected!"

These days, Chen Qing has been wandering in the sword abyss below Hidden Sword Mountain, constantly grabbing and swallowing those sword ghosts who have already taken shape.

two, three, ten, twenty, thirty
Chen Qing swallowed one, and let it go after making sure that he had completely mastered the sword moves mastered by the sword ghost.

A month passed slowly, and Chen Qing swallowed a full 180 sword ghosts and absorbed about 210 eight sword moves.

In Jianyuan at this moment, there are only three of the more powerful obsessions left.

They were all masters during their lifetime.

Chen Qing could feel that he had fully reached the martial arts vision.

Now when he sees other people's swords, he can almost see where the other people's flaws are at a glance.

At this moment, even if Zhang participates in his sword confrontation, he will not be an opponent at all.

Thinking back carefully about Zhang Shen's sword move, he didn't know how to break it before, so he could only resist it.

But now, almost all flaws.

Chen Qing calmed down and walked towards the last three sword ghosts.

The first sword ghost seemed to be a female cultivator before she was alive, and her body was full of red evil spirits.

Seeing Chen Qing approaching, he was unmoved at all.

"His name was Hongying in his lifetime. He learned swordsmanship at the age of three, and entered the realm of swordsmanship at the age of ten. His sword can pass through the mysteries."

"Enter the second realm of Dharma Eye."

"At the age of 72, he entered the Grandmaster Realm."

"His talent for swordsmanship is the highest in my Cangjian Mountain since the establishment of the sect."

"It's the second patriarch!"

"Her swordsmanship is so exquisite that it surpasses the world!"

"It can be called a peerless beauty!"

"The best at hitting the weak points of the enemy and looking for the enemy's flaws."

"Using a sword is often a move to defeat the enemy!"

"If you don't make a move, it's fine. If you make a move, you will be born or die."

"The strongest ones are sword drawing and sword raising."

"The sword is conceived in the sheath, once the sword is released, the power will be shocking!"

"Although the sword drawing technique is just the most common sword move, in the hands of the second-generation patriarch, it can be said to be able to break all spells with one sword!"

The national teacher said slowly.

Only then did Chen Qing look serious, he walked up to Hongying's obsession, bent down and cupped his hands, and saluted as a disciple.

"Senior, I'm going to offend you today!"

"I'm helplessly stupid, I can only barely survive by learning from the sword moves of my predecessors!"

"excuse me!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Qing saluted again.

He stretched out his hand to grab the red obsession, turned it into a slap in his hand, and swallowed it into his stomach in one gulp.

Feeling the huge kendo experience pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness, Chen Qing quickly sat down cross-legged and began to experience it carefully.

A month passed slowly, except for attending parties, Chen Qing was comprehending the mysteries of swordsmanship.

Now that he has swallowed Hongying's sword ghost obsession, Chen Qing can clearly feel that he seems to have touched the edge of the master.

But that step was impossible to take.

Today's kendo state should be regarded as the pinnacle of the Dharma Eye state.

He was not in a hurry, and came before the second sword ghost.

The second sword ghost was different from the red-clothed sword ghost in that it was an old man.

Dressed in linen clothes, he sat withered in front of a giant sword.

Seeing that Chen Qing came before the sword ghost, the national teacher picked up a bamboo basket, took out the candles and tributes, and placed it in front of the sword ghost.

"This is the founder of my Hidden Sword Mountain."

"Relying on a giant sword to run rampant in the world."

"Learned swordsmanship at the age of 12, entered the Tongxuan realm at the age of 15, and entered the realm of Dharma at the age of 27."

"Entered the Grandmaster Realm at the age of 170."

"Although it is not as stunning and brilliant as the second-generation patriarch, who shocked the world, it should be the most suitable for you."

"His swordsmanship is extremely overbearing, open and close, and he is best at overwhelming people with force!"

"His sword technique is called Taique Sword."

Chen Qing burned a handful of paper money, and after paying homage respectfully, performed a disciple salute.

"Senior, offended!"

After Chen Qing finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it and swallowed it into his stomach.

With a lot of kendo experience and memories sweeping in, Chen Qing closed his eyes and began to comprehend carefully.

More than a month later, Chen Qing opened his eyes and obviously felt a change in his temperament.

Although he still hasn't reached the level of a master of swordsmanship, he is completely different from before.

The current him, even if he doesn't use the law, the sky and the earth, he is confident that he can easily suppress the few generals under his command.

It can be said that this trip to Tibetan Sword Mountain has made up for his most lacking shortcomings.

That is, he has not been practicing for a long time.

Today, he is like an old monster who has practiced sword for thousands of years.

Even if the talent is not very good, but hard work can make up for one's weakness.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing came to the last sword ghost.

The offerings prepared by the national teacher this time should be more abundant, a pot of old wine and a plate of plum blossoms.

"Now the person in front of you is the tutor."

"The seventh generation Patriarch of Hidden Sword Mountain."

"My master's swordsmanship is not very good, and he didn't break through to the master of swordsmanship until he was more than 3000 years old."

"His sword is peaceful, one sword is stronger than the other, and the more he fights, the stronger he gets!"

"Call it Lang Qiandiao."

"The starting momentum is not strong, but every time you strike a sword, you will increase your sword momentum by one point, and it will become stronger and stronger!"

"After the thousand swords pass, the power of the sword will be astounding, and no one will be able to beat it!"

The national teacher looked at Chen Qing and smiled, "Of course, he is much better than you."

"With your original aptitude, I'm afraid you will never reach the level of a master of swordsmanship in this life."

Chen Qing asked: "Why?"

The national teacher said: "Your heart is not sincere enough."

"Whether it is a family teacher, or a first-generation patriarch or a second-generation patriarch."

"Besides the way of swordsmanship, there is no other distraction, and finally reaching the level of a master of swordsmanship is naturally a matter of course."

"You are different."

"You kid, your heart is very dishonest, your mind is too heavy, and you think too much."

"Besides, the way I see you should be to comprehend the Dao of Miaofa."

"It's just that your method is the law of heaven and earth, so the way of swordsmanship is of great help to you."

"In your eyes, the way of the sword is just a tool."

Chen Qing nodded slightly, and laughed loudly, "The national teacher is quite right."

"Perhaps this is also the reason for my poor swordsmanship."

The national teacher shook his head, "No."

"Qualification has nothing to do with this."

"Although the teacher's aptitude is poor, it's not as bad as yours."

"After all, he is different from others, and he is obsessed with the sword, which is why he has such achievements."

After the worship, Chen Qing performed the disciple ceremony again.

In one gulp, he swallowed the owner of Daishan on Hidden Sword Mountain in one gulp.

This time, Chen Qing studied for more than two months before completely absorbing all the kendo memories of the ancestors of the previous generation.

The brain is slightly dizzy.

Chen Qing did not expect at all that although the ancestors of the previous generation had the worst qualifications, they had the deepest understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

Is this a late bloomer with a lot of accumulation?
Although he still hasn't reached the Grandmaster Realm, Chen Qing can feel that he is only one line away from the Grandmaster Realm.

After this trip is over, after returning to the Linglong Shrine, with the help of the Feathering Immortal Tree, there should be a chance to break through to the master of swordsmanship.

Time to get a sword.

Chen Qing wandered among many famous swords, and finally chose an epee.

This is the saber of the first ancestor of Cangjian Mountain, and none of the disciples of Cangjian Mountain has been recognized by it, so it cannot be contracted.

But Chen Qing was different, Chen Qing just held it lightly, then lifted it up.

Maybe it was the sword that felt familiar, or knew that Chen Qing was good at using it.

The name of the sword is Chongyue, and it is an heavy sword.

It is five feet and one inch long, the handle is seven inches long, and the sword is four feet and three inches long.

It is as heavy as a mountain, and those who are not strong enough can't lift it at all.

But in Chen Qing's hands, Chen Qing felt that it was just right.

I waved it casually, and it was very smooth.

After signing a contract with Chongyue, beyond Hidden Sword Mountain, Chen Qing returned to his guards again.

The national teacher did not come to see him off, and there were 35 Foundation Establishment disciples from Cangjian Mountain who left Cangjian Mountain with him.

They will follow Chen Qing into the realm of death in the future.

When Chen Qing and his party had gone three miles away, they suddenly heard the roar of the national teacher from the wind behind them, "Qingxu, remember to bring back all the disciples from Cangjian Mountain!"

Chen Qing stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and took a deep look at Cangjian Mountain, but there was no response.

He didn't even know his own life or death, so how could he promise to bring these disciples from Hidden Sword Mountain back intact?
If you can bring back half of it, it's probably not bad.

The evil spirits near Hidden Sword Mountain cooked fish soup one by one. Chen Qing drank the fish soup cooked by hundreds of evil spirits and felt that his physical body became stronger again.

It's time to go to the next stop, the land of the source of Dao.

This time, before arriving at the source of dao, Chen Qing met Li Liufeng, the current temple master of the source of dao, a hundred miles away from the source of dao.

Li Liufeng looked quite immortal, with a dust whisk in his hand, and wearing a large white Taoist robe.

The beard and hair are all white, the white hair is childlike, and the face is ruddy.

"Isn't this my dear Qingxu little nephew!"

Chen Qing heard that Li Liufeng came to greet him in person, immediately got off the carriage, and performed junior salute in front of Li Liufeng.

"Senior should wait at the source of the Dao. The senior came to welcome the junior in person. It really frustrates the junior!"

Li Liufeng laughed, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Qing's hand, "Little nephew, don't be polite!"

"Your father-in-law and I are old friends. According to seniority, we should call you nephew!"

"Let's go, let's go, the welcome banquet in the land of Daoyuan is ready, come with me!"

Is your father-in-law a year-end friend?

It is true that Li Liufeng said this, after all, the person in front of him is said to be over 600 years old.

I didn't see it the last time I came here, but I saw it this time.

He is older than the spirit beast Xuanwu outside the gate of Daoyuan Land.

However, what a passion.

"Little nephew, let me tell you, I like young heroes like you the most!"

"It takes hundreds of years to meet one!"

"I have to have a good talk with you!"

"Like you, I guess it will be difficult to find one in ten thousand years!"

"Several generations of Tianjiao, who can suppress the foundation of the entire Jiuli by one person?"

Chen Qing thought to himself: Didn't the lord of the world 300 years ago do it?
"Love from seniors!"

Li Liufeng laughed, and stretched out his hand to lead Chen Qing to the gate of Daoyuan Land, "Look, this Xuanwu is very happy to see you coming!"

Chen Qing saw this; old friend, also felt joy in his heart.

"Indeed, this Xuanwu not only looks miraculous, but also has a very good temper!"

Li Liufeng immediately waved his hand and said, "I like it, I'll see you off!"

Chen Qing:? ? ?
ha?
However, Li Liufeng pointed at several disciples in the source of Dao, and scolded: "Didn't you hear that?"

"Go, send Xuanwu to Jiuhe City!"

Chen Qing: Senior, what are you trying to do?

A spirit beast that has been raised for 3000 years, you can give it away as soon as you say it?
(End of this chapter)