Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 19 Sleepover
On the Spirit Rat Plain, there was a place where hundreds of Spirit Rats were densely packed. At any time, nearly a hundred of them would jump up and turn into black lights, shooting towards a figure.

That Tao was very ordinary, not to mention the ragged clothes, even the spirit knife held in both hands was already damaged, but the figure was vigorous and vigorous, between the movement of the knife and the fall of the knife, a spirit mouse died.

Yes, he is Song Qing himself.

After Tianlang pointed out his deficiency that time, Song Qing told the former not to give him lasting mana, but instead replenish it wave by wave, and each replenishment should not exceed [-]% of his mana.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qing gradually controlled his mana more precisely in the next month.

Moreover, during these times, Song Qing became more proficient in the use of the technique of light body.

Therefore, now Song Qing is not like before, using a sword qi finger from the beginning to the end, but has become a double-sword style, which not only reduces the consumption of mana, but also can practice lightness.

"call out……"

Today, the group of spirit rats is not as huge as usual. One wave will be followed by another wave without any gaps. However, Song Qing is not afraid of such an attack. In those bloodshot eyes, there is still Faintly tinged with excitement.

"Sure enough, even the spirit rat group is nothing more than that. It seems that we need to find other monsters next time."

It turned out that this was the group of spirit rats that Song Qing had found on purpose. After a month, although he was still at the second level of Qi Refining, his strength was beyond the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"After you get rid of this group of spirit rats, you should go back to Heyang Town first, practice hard, and break through to the third level of Qi Refining before talking about other things."

At this moment, after Song Qing murmured in a low voice, Tianlang's voice came out.

"You don't have Qi Yang Pills anymore, buy some more to break through the third layer of Qi Refining."

"it is good."

Knowing the benefits of Yangqi Dan, Song Qing didn't feel sorry for Lingshi as before, so he readily agreed.

Next, Song Qing stopped being distracted and concentrated on dealing with the group of rats.

This group of spirit rats was indeed huge, even the king of spirit rats had as many as three. After discovering this, Song Qing was able to kill those three with Tianlang's assistance.

After that, due to the absence of the Mouse King, Song Qing carried out a one-sided massacre.

Time flies, and soon it will be sunset.

"call……"

Song Qing sat wearily on the grass, gasping for breath, then looked at the dead spirit rats all around him, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

"It's really troublesome."

Facing such a group of spirit rats, Song Qing would be lying if he said that there was no difficulty. Although he found this group of spirit rats on purpose, he also had Tianlang as his backing, just for the sake of training. mentality.

"Have you rested yet?"

When Song Qing was complaining, a white light suddenly appeared, and then Tianlang appeared, looking at the former and asking.

"Uh, all right."

Song Qing twitched his lips again, based on his understanding of Tianlang, the latter definitely had something to tell him.

"What's the matter with you? Tianlang."

"It's nothing, you'd better deal with these spirit rats as soon as possible."

Regarding Song Qing's question, Tianlang smiled indifferently, and then spoke to the former.

"Not far from here, there is a small camp. You may be able to stay overnight and return to Heyang Ancient Town tomorrow."

"it is good."

Song Qing responded casually, stood up swiftly, patted the dust off his body, and was about to clean up the spirit mouse when he heard Tianlang say something again, and was immediately overjoyed.

"There are still people here."

During this period of time, Song Qing has been in a relatively remote place for cultivation, so he has not seen anyone for a long time, and suddenly heard that there is someone not far away from him, how could he not be happy?
In a camp, the bonfire was raging, and a black pot was erected on it, and something seemed to be boiling inside, making a gurgling sound.

"Come on, let's eat something first, and we'll hunt spirit rats tomorrow."

Soon, a little fat man lifted the lid of the pot and greeted everyone.

"Hehe, is the food ready?"

At this moment, another voice came from a distance, and then a man in his twenties came over. He sat directly by the campfire, warmed his hands, and said to everyone.

"I've already set up a magic circle around the camp, so everyone doesn't have to stand guard in the cold."

"Hee hee, Brother Ye is the best, even the magic circle that Xuan Miao uses correctly."

At this time, there was a silver bell-like laughter, and afterward, the girl in light yellow clothes admired. At this time, she was holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand, which was indeed handed over by the little fat man.

"Haha, Miss Su is absurd, but it's just some small tricks."

The man surnamed Ye smiled heartily and spoke modestly, while taking the hot soup from the little fat man.

"Brother Ye, you don't need to be modest. Everyone knows that among us, only Brother Ye knows this mysterious technique."

The little fat man rubbed his hands together and sighed.

"Next year, when the five sects select disciples, perhaps only Big Brother Ye will be selected."

"Brother Ma is also humble. With your physical skills, and more practice, it is not difficult to enter the five sects."

The man surnamed Ye took a sip of hot soup, and was polite to the fat man surnamed Ma, and then the others talked.

"We still have more than ten months before the selection of the five sects. As long as everyone works hard, it is possible..."

"Boom."

Just before the man surnamed Ye finished speaking, there was a loud noise, which made him stand up abruptly and look at the gate of the camp.

"Not good, someone has joined the battle."

After hearing what the man surnamed Ye said, the others also stood up and looked at the entrance of the camp vigilantly.

"Everyone be careful, the array I set up is broken."

Soon, the man surnamed Ye said gloomyly again, at the same time, there was a faint flash of light on his body, and he had already summoned mana.

"Could it be an evil cultivator?"

Several other people were also very nervous, using mana, and among them, the fat man surnamed Ma asked the man surnamed Ye.

"Evil cultivator? Yes, it should be an evil cultivator. This place is still so remote. Brother Ye, what should we do?"

When the girl in light yellow clothes heard that it was Xie Xiu, her face turned pale immediately, her eyes showed a look of horror, and she anxiously asked the man surnamed Ye.

"Don't be afraid, look at the situation first."

At this time, the man surnamed Ye was still calm, staring at the door, talking in his mouth.

"Even if it is an evil cultivator, you don't have to be afraid, we are not weak."

"Yes, it's an evil cultivator, so hit him."

Although the fat man surnamed Ma had trembling lips, he still gritted his teeth and said.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, there was a coughing sound, and then a figure came out. Although he was dressed in rags, he had a fierce aura, which made the man surnamed Ye feel short of breath.

"What's the matter, you don't have to welcome me like this."

The boy in commoner clothes couldn't help being surprised when he saw the man surnamed Ye being so aggressive, then he thought of something, twitched the corners of his mouth, waved his hands, and said embarrassedly.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to stay overnight."

The boy in commoner clothes was exactly Song Qing who came to stay overnight.

(End of this chapter)