Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 28 After ten years of hard training, no one asked, but once the sword comes out, the sea will be leveled!

The night is long and rainy.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged with her upper body bare, and always felt that the conversation between the two was a bit weird, but she couldn't tell what was weird. After thinking about it, she should put aside distracting thoughts and feel it seriously.

As Wu Qingwan increased her strength, Zuo Lingquan quickly felt a burning sensation coming from under her navel, and there were some inexplicable things in her body, like a hot current, swimming around her stomach.

The first intimate contact must have felt uncomfortable, but it was far from painful, so he didn't speak.

Under the rainy night, Wu Qingwan could already see the redness of Zuo Lingquan's chest through the dim light of the fire, and the rain was dripping on his skin, and wisps of mist came out.

Wu Qingwan was just trying cautiously at first, but gradually she realized something was wrong.

The last time she explored Qihuang Valley, the True Qi she poured into her was like a stone, and she stopped exploring again.

This time she was bolder and continuously poured True Qi into Zuo Lingquan's body, only to find that Zuo Lingquan's body was like a bottomless pit, and it really couldn't reach the end.

Wu Qingwan raised her eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan's closed-eye profile:

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm sure it's fine. It's just a little hot. Well...it seems to be spreading from bottom to top. It actually feels quite comfortable, almost like scraping."

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There was confusion on Wu Qingwan's eyebrows. The True Qi she was pouring in now exceeded the maximum range that the first level of Qi Refining could bear.

It stands to reason that Zuo Lingquan has never practiced cultivation and his meridians have never been tempered, so he should be unable to withstand it. How could he be like a normal person?

After Wu Qingwan confirmed that Zuo Lingquan was fine, she did not stop and continued to pour fluids into his body.

Zuo Lingquan closed his eyes and felt the condition of his body. He could clearly feel that there was a hot flow growing in his body. After the initial discomfort, he gradually felt very comfortable and his whole body was full of strength.

The two of them sat on a stone by the creek like this, and an hour passed unknowingly.

Wu Qingwan's expression gradually changed from confusion and surprise at the beginning to disbelief.

Wu Qingwan has practiced for many years, from the first level of 'Qi Sea' to the twelfth level of 'Shenting', and clearly knows how much True Qi a monk of each stage can carry in his body.

There are fifty-two acupoints in Ren Du's Second Meridian. In the Qi Refining Stage, the True Qi that each acupoint can carry is not much different. If we take Qi Sea monk as an example, the double divine tower is about five times more than the first. times; triple dove tail, it is ten times more than Qi Sea monk; four times fifteen times, and so on.

She poured True Qi into Zuo Lingquan's body, starting with the first and second levels, and gradually moving to the fifth, sixth, and seventh levels...

Slowly, Wu Qingwan began to feel frightened, as if she was holding a firecracker with her hand, fearing that the young man next to her would explode directly in front of her.

But Zuo Lingquan in front of him, his whole body shrouded in white mist, remained motionless, as if he didn't feel any difficulty.

This kind of reaction even made Wu Qingwan worry about herself - don't let it go until the end, draining yourself dry and not being able to satisfy Zuo Lingquan.

However, this idea is obviously a bit exaggerated.

People start to practice at the age of six, and they have to master one trick a year, and they have to be eighteen years old to enter the twelfth level of the gods. This kind of talent is probably a rare genius in the nine sects of the south.

Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen this year and has never practiced the serious Qi Refining method. How could he be better than her?

In Wu Qingwan's opinion, the current reaction can only occur because Zuo Lingquan's system is special.

Now that Zuo Lingquan could bear it, Wu Qingwan didn't stop, pouring True Qi in a steady stream, until another hour passed, and the True Qi poured in was already the limit that the ten weights of Qi Refining could bear, and Zuo Lingquan frowned :

"Senior Wu, wait, it feels... I can't explain what it feels like, it's not quite right..."

When Wu Qingwan heard this, she was secretly relieved—the fifty-two acupoints of Ren Du's second meridian were all stable, and the True Qi contained in her body was about fifty times that of a Qi Sea monk of the first level. It was 70% to 80% out, and it would take months to refining it and fill it up. She didn't even dare to think how Zuo Lingquan could resist it.

Wu Qingwan retracted her palm, and there was a small amount of sweat on her forehead. She raised her hand to wipe it, stood up and stood in front of Zuo Lingquan, and asked:

"How does it feel?"

The surge of True Qi instilled by Wu Qingwan is hidden in Zuo Lingquan's body. It feels very strange, like ADHD. There is a surge of energy in his body. As the infusion of True Qi stops, the heat that fills the whole body quickly subsides. If nothing else, it will soon dissipate.

Zuo Lingquan stood up, looked down at his red body, thought for a while and said:

"It feels like I'm leaking air all over my body."

"whole body?"

Wu Qingwan was baffled, and quickly grabbed Zuo Lingquan's wrist to check, and sure enough, she found that the True Qi flow, which was still surging like a river, was rapidly decaying.

In fact, Zuo Lingquan's whole body was filled with mist without using the pulse signal, and quickly disappeared into nothingness under the rain, which could be seen with the naked eye.

"How could this be? It shouldn't be."

Wu Qingwan circled around Zuo Lingquan, feeling both confused and distressed about the True Qi that was so hard to refine. She couldn't take it back even if she wanted to.

Zuo Lingquan finally realized the power of practitioners, but he was about to fall back to where he was. You can imagine his frustration. He felt the True Qi rapidly draining from his body, and said with some reluctance:

"Senior Wu, can I use these True Qi now?"

Wu Qingwan frowned and said softly:

"Since there is no uncomfortable place, it is reasonable to call it. However, sword skills and techniques have specific luck and experience. You have never learned these, how to use them?"

The True Qi on Zuo Lingquan is almost gone, so it’s useless to feel distressed. It’s better to feel good before it’s all gone.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was three years old. He has practiced swordsmanship for fourteen years. He practiced the same sword. The purpose is to step into the door of cultivation one day. With this sword, he will let the world see what a swordsman is. !

Zuo Lingquan may not be able to practice, but he is very confident in his own sword, so confident that he doesn't look down on people in the practice, and he doesn't think that Qihuanggu's sword move is stronger than his sword.

Now that True Qi is by his side, he doesn't believe that his proud sword can be weaker than it was without True Qi.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan didn't hesitate. Holding the green leather scabbard sword, he came to the woods outside the stream, five steps away, and put his hand on the hilt.

Wu Qingwan has seen Zuo Lingquan's sword technique before, and also thinks that sword is very powerful. Anyway, if you don't follow the fixed method of sword technique and technique, it's the same as a worldly martial artist who doesn't follow the correct way to exert force, and you can't play any tricks at all. It’s okay to look at it.

With this in mind, Wu Qingwan came near Zuo Lingquan, folded her hands on her waist and looked at it carefully, but what she saw next was something she would never forget.

thunderbolt--

Under the night, spring thunder exploded in the sky covered with dark clouds.

The rain was falling, and Zuo Lingquan, who was shirtless, stood on the river beach with his sword hilt in his hand, his long hair scattered with the mist, and the world suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Just like last time, Wu Qingwan felt the extremely sharp penetrating power. She couldn't explain the reason, but it was really there before her eyes.

What was different from last time was that Zuo Lingquan's body was filled with mist, and it was obvious that the mist from the rainwater evaporated and turned into a cyclone around Zuo Lingquan's body, gathering towards the right hand holding the sword.

The wind started blowing in the blocked mountain col at this moment!

However, the wind was blowing towards Zuo Lingquan, and even the rain line falling from the nine heavens, under the blowing of the invisible night wind, gathered towards the long sword with green leather sheath in Zuo Lingquan's hand.

"this……"

Wu Qingwan has been practicing for half his life and has never seen such a scene, not even with his master Yue Pingyang. Although she didn't know why, she felt that this sword was a bit powerful.

Wu Qingwan subconsciously took a few steps back, not daring to blink, trying to see Zuo Lingquan's every move.

It's a pity that even though she focused her attention on it, she still couldn't see everything clearly.

crack——

The sword rises!

The mountain col shrouded in the vast night glowed with dazzling blue light in an instant, overwhelming the spring thunder among the sea of ​​clouds.

The long sword was unsheathed, with a three-foot green blade thrust forward.

The sword blade was surrounded by green sword energy, just like Wu Qingwan.

But the difference is that it is much brighter than Wu Qingwan's sword.

The next moment, two dragon-like sword energy emerged, circling around the sword edge, and then flew away with the sword edge.

call out--

The sound of the sword was ethereal and clear, like teardrops falling into a deep valley and cold pool, suppressing the noise from heaven and earth.

The sword energy swept through the wind and rain, like a dragon walking in the wild, destroying the dense forest ahead with its overwhelming force.

Ancient trees, flowers and plants were all turned into powder at the same time under this sword!

Everything happens in just a moment.

After the sword light passed, all the mountains and rivers were dead silent, leaving only the naked Zuo Lingquan, standing with a sword in the silent night.

The three-foot Qingfeng pointed diagonally at the ground, and the rain curtain that was shaken by the air waves fell again, sliding down along the sword's edge, and dripping on the river beach...

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Thank you to the leader of [Exiled Immortal Zx] for the reward. Many bosses have given massive rewards in the past!

Debt (7/328+)

Ten days after opening the book, it should only have 40,000 words under normal circumstances. This is almost 90,000 words. The number of words in the new book issue will exceed...

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Sorry, the timing is wrong, Chapter 25 has been changed back.

(End of chapter)