The Emperor is Above

Chapter 19: Martial Arts in the Starry Sky
Mu Ling also didn't want to anger Qing Yi.

With a serious look on his face, he explained, "Grass, wood, gold, and stone absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to awaken their intelligence and become spirits. Spirits initially absorb spiritual energy by instinct for thousands of years before they can cultivate into spirits.

Unfortunately, the spirits have inherent defects and are not as smart as humans, so I let them read and write, and study math problems, which will help the spirits to cultivate their souls and increase their spiritual talents. "

"So that's how it is. If you want to become stronger through practice these days, you have to study hard. Not only do you have to learn to write, but you also have to learn math. It seems like poor students won't be able to make it anywhere!"

Qing Yi suddenly realized that perhaps this was the alien version of learning math, physics and chemistry well.

Just as he was thinking, Mu Ling's chubby body turned around, and the small bellyband turned into a green robe, and even his hairstyle changed.

Ignoring Qing Yi's stunned expression, Mu Ling asked, "You came to the Divine Lord's Spiritual Realm today with a thoughtful look on your face. Do you have anything to ask me?"

"Mu Ling, what are your origins? And the green bag actually transformed into a woman in green clothes performing martial arts. I can learn it just by watching.

Besides, I have just reached the initial stage of body forging, but I can actually use the sixth-grade bone sword at home to release the sword energy and cut off a person's beard from ten feet away."

When it comes to questions about cultivation, Qing Yi can't help but ask questions non-stop, "Isn't it said that only when you cultivate to the seventh rank lower armor warrior can you use the sword energy to leave your body?"

"You will know my origins in the future. It's not a good idea to tell you now." Mu Ling's smiling expression became a little complicated, and her mood seemed to be getting worse.
"As for your bone sword, it is a sixth-grade rune weapon engraved with inscriptions by a rune master. Through the power of the runes, it can enhance the internal energy and transform it into sharp sword energy to hurt the enemy."

Faced with these explanations, Qing Yi was still deeply puzzled. Although talisman weapons could enhance a person's internal energy, one also had to cultivate that internal energy.

The cultivation of internal energy is the sign of the ninth-grade strongman realm. I have just reached the initial stage of body building, but I have internal energy. It seems that the root of it is the magical effect of the jade bead of the little fox.

Mu Ling didn't care whether Qing Yi understood or not, and waved his chubby little hands, suddenly grinning and said, "As for the woman in green performing the martial arts, she is the spiritual consciousness of the sachet, you can just call her Pan Qing.

Since you have already learned swordsmanship from her, go to the Starry Sky Spirit Realm to practice swordsmanship in the future. You will naturally go out when the time comes!"

Before Mu Ling finished speaking, Qing Yi felt a flash before his eyes, and he found himself in the familiar starry sky. The giant sword was still floating slowly in the starry sky, and the Qingluo small fan was hiding far away.

"Broken Soul, you big bad guy!"

Suddenly a girl's voice came from behind. Before Yi turned around, he saw the shadow of a woman in green rushing towards the giant sword in the starry sky.

"Pan Qing, you know you are no match for me." The giant sword actually made a lazy sound, and a faint shadow of a man emerged in the starry sky.

"Humph--"

The woman in green was beautiful and had a heroic spirit. She ignored the man's sarcasm and her translucent figure suddenly stopped. A longbow and a crescent arrow appeared in her hands and she shot them towards the man's shadow above the giant sword.

"Ding--"

The giant sword blocked the crescent arrow cleanly and swiftly, knocking it into golden particles that dissipated into the starry sky.

The man's virtual image sneered, "Pan Qing, I have long said that strength can defeat skill. It is a waste for you to study so many tricks. Mastering ten skills is not as good as mastering one skill. Even after ten thousand years, you will not be my opponent."

As the words fell, the man's shadow slowly disappeared into the starry sky, and the giant sword was still lazily floating slowly with the flickering starry sky.

Only then did the Qingluo Xiaoshan dare to slowly float towards the sachet, and a swaying translucent figure slowly appeared, and just looking at the back was enough to be charming. The woman who had just appeared, the spiritual evolution of the Qingluo Xiaoshan, seemed to have a very good relationship with Pan Qing. While talking and laughing, her body kept shaking, as if her body would turn into water at any time.

Qing Yi observed the starry sky boredly, and soon he felt that every minute his soul stayed here was constantly absorbing the free spiritual energy around him, and he felt more and more refreshed.

However, he soon felt something was wrong. While Pan Qing was chatting with the swaying woman, he actually turned back to look at him from time to time.

"You guys chat slowly first, I'm going to go find Mu Ling to ask some questions!" Qing Yi, realizing something was wrong, wanted to run, but there was endless starry sky all around him and he couldn't find the exit at all.

"Hey, where are you going, handsome little brother?" Qing Luo Xiaoshan's voice was so charming that it almost made people's bones go soft. Qing Yi felt his scalp tingling.

Pan Qing also sneered and said: "Although you are my temporary master, you still have to be qualified to wear my sword. Your current strength is too low. If you want to become stronger, you should practice sword quickly."

"In that case, let me teach you something!" Knowing that the woman would not harm his life and that he could not escape, Qing Yi simply accepted the challenge.

Just thinking about it for a moment, a long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, which was exactly the same as the sixth-grade bone sword he usually used.

The following process was called sword practice, but in reality it was just being crushed by Pan Qing again and again.

At the annual tribute ceremony, Qing Yi watched Pan Qing perform martial arts and was able to remember every move. He thought his memory and comprehension had reached perfection.

At this moment he finally understood that martial arts performance was just rehearsal. No matter how well one practiced, it was not strict actual combat. Even the slightest change could have the effect of turning decay into magic. He was simply unable to resist Pan Qing's sword moves.

After understanding this, Qing Yi cherished such fighting opportunities even more. Even if his body was in pain, he would endure and fight against the opponent.

"Oh my, Pan Qing, you are so cruel!" The Qing Luo woman chuckled at the side, "I can't bear to beat such a handsome boy like this."

Pan Qing did not answer, but the sword became more and more powerful and sharp. If this was not in the spiritual realm of the God Lord, Yi would have thought that he had met his mortal enemy.

His body was covered with wounds from sword cuts, with hardly an inch of intact skin left. Yet he could recover in an instant and continue fighting over and over again.

"Okay, let's stop practicing here today! If you continue practicing, your soul won't be able to bear it." Pan Qing's cold expression was slightly moved, and he finally couldn't help but stop.

Yi wanted to say a few words, but his bruised and battered body could no longer hold on and suddenly turned into a piece of starlight and disappeared into the starry sky.

"Oh, it hurts me to death!"

When waking up from his coma, B felt extreme pain all over his body, but could not find even a single wound. This pain was affecting his soul.

But the pain was worth it after all. Originally, Yi's strength at the initial stage of body building was about 500 kilograms. Now he felt that his body's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and he had at least 700 kilograms of physical strength.

This is what makes B most satisfied: "After practicing for one night, I have gained more than 200 pounds of strength. More importantly, my combat skills have improved by more than a little."

Seeing that it was already dawn outside the window, he realized that he had spent the whole night in the God's spiritual realm. When he opened the door to the main hall, he was surprised to find that a big battle was about to break out in his own yard.

(End of this chapter)