Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

On the Yan Tower, all the cultivators watched and saw the genius's graceful appearance. They were all moved by it and couldn't be at peace.

Young genius, nothing more than that.

Leng Yusanren sighed for the second time that he was getting old. Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing were fighting in harmony, as if they had tempered their posture for hundreds of years, but their aura was like the scorching sun in the sky. He could not possess that kind of youthful vigor.

That Jiang Xianqing is Mo Longyun's great enemy.

Chang An had to admit that Jiang Xianqing was very strong and amazing. Any monk in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm would be hard-pressed to do better in this field.

When you meet your opponent in chess, it's difficult to win.

Shi Shujing also knew that Jiang Xianqing had met a formidable enemy. The genius of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect had a solid foundation and powerful magic. He was not a simple figure.

Qiang

On the Pengshan Lake, the fierce battle continued. Mo Longyun held a sword, and the sword was like a rolling wave. Each stack was stronger than the last, and the water and the sky were blurred.

Jiang Xianqing held the big gun and moved around like a dragon dancing, breaking a heavy wave of sword intent and killing with force.

clang……

The fighting of soldiers was crisp and light, the sound waves rippled through, and the virtual sky showed circles of ripples, containing a terrifying aura, which suppressed the lake surface into tranquility, and then stirred it into pieces, repeating the cycle.

call……

Jiang Xianqing paused, exhaled a long stream of turbid air from his mouth, and took another breath of spiritual energy. He was letting out the old and absorbing the new, all the acupoints all over his body were glowing, and his energy and spirit were calm and shining.

Chishan

He kneaded the secret in his hand, and in the hazy mist, golden light shone, and spiritual energy roared in, condensing into a big mountain, thick and towering, standing in the sky, exuding a deep and terrifying aura.

As soon as the sacred mountain moved, the heaven and earth shook suddenly. The spiritual energy everywhere condensed and shattered, manifesting an extremely powerful suppressive force.

Buzz...

Mo Longyun's eyes narrowed, and instead of using his great magic power to shake the sacred mountain, with a thought in his mind, an alchemy furnace flew out of his body.

The surging mana poured in, and the alchemy furnace was fully revived. A raging flame burned inside and outside, like a comet, striking forward.

boom

The alchemy furnace hit the sacred mountain, burning with smoke and fire. The mountain became unstable for a while, with cracked lines and signs of collapse at any time.

I've suffered losses before, so I wasn't prepared.

Jiang Xianqing's expression was calm. Perhaps he had expected it and immediately prepared a way to deal with it.

Water Lock Jade Belt

He moved his hands, and the traces and fluctuations of the technique spread out, and streams of water flew up in Pengshan Lake, crystal clear, as light as smoke, and like fluttering jade ribbons, wrapping around the sacred mountain in layers.

Rumble...

The mountains and rivers met, and the general trends overlapped. The sacred mountain, which was full of cracks and was about to be broken, regained its terrifying power. The power of the two spells was perfectly integrated and suppressed downwards.

The alchemy furnace counterattacked upwards, but it could not be shaken. It had to spurt out blazing flames and turned into nails, trying to nail it to the sky, but it was still unable to hold back and slid down.

Wonderful, really wonderful.

Many monks in Yanlou couldn't help but marvel at Jiang Xianqing's control and handling of the timing, which was extremely tyrannical. When the spell was on the verge of breaking, he cast another spell to turn the tide and subvert the situation.

The application of magic can be called mysterious.

Even Chang An admitted that Jiang Xianqing's skill was powerful. The mountains and rivers overlapped and formed a powerful trend, which suddenly overshadowed Mo Longyun's limelight.

Will it win?

Shi Shujing stared intently, paying close attention to the changes in the battle situation. As long as Mo Longyun didn't respond properly, this battle would be like Jiang Xianqing's wish to avenge him.

drink!

Mo Longyun raised his head slightly, looking at the alchemy furnace that could not resist the slow fall, as well as the majestic and heavy sacred mountains and water belts above.

He did not retreat, but let out a long roar, the energy in his chest soaring to the sky, mixed with magic power, he shot out one hand and pressed it on the declining alchemy furnace.

In an instant, the initial combat strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which belongs to the genius level, was completely revealed, bucking the trend and hitting the sky.

boom

The jade belts were broken first, and then the unparalleled magic power, and the burning alchemy furnace, gave the sacred mountain full of cracks the final relief.

kill!

When the spell was broken, Jiang Xianqing was very calm. In the midst of confusion and turmoil, he attacked forcefully with a black gun in his hand, which was extremely ferocious and combined with a kind of artistic conception.

It is the unruly and arrogant spirit of rebuilding glory and surpassing the peak. He has been defeated before, but he firmly believes that he can kill his old enemy and reach the top.

Arch enemy! Old enemy!

Mo Longyun felt a kind of pressure. Jiang Xianqing's attacks one after another gave him an overwhelming sense of urgency and fierceness.

He uses the Qingmu Huoyao Gong to promote the rise of energy and spirit, and the sword in his hand is quiet, with a bit of dormant and calm charm.

Qiang

In an instant, he drew his sword and struck. The light of the sword tore through the depths, and it was absolutely bright, shining like daylight.

Jiang Xianqing grabbed the sword and struck it. It felt solid and difficult to shake, but he didn't even frown. He stabbed the sword with each thrust, and a faint light shone brightly, stabbing towards the center of Chang An's eyebrows.

Qiang

Mo Longyun's expression remained unchanged. He turned the sword and the sword was covered with a layer of white light. He shook the tip of the gun hard without shaking it.

This requires great courage and self-confidence. Once exhausted, you will be killed by a big gun.

But even after he did it, he was still fine. Even with a movement of his sword, wisps of sword light flew like a stream of light and drowned towards Jiang Xianqing.

Crash...

Jiang Xianqing did not dodge, and the big gun swept away. Pengshan Lake surged, and a ten-foot-high wave, like the Great Wall and like a mountain, shot out across the sky, annihilating all the sword lights, and then drowned Mo Longyun. Devoured.

cut!

Mo Longyun raised his hand and dropped his sword. The sword light flew out like the meandering clouds. It was extraordinary and refined. It divided the big waves and escaped through a crack. It was so sharp that it was unspeakable and went straight to the opponent's face.

Bang bang bang

A hint of calculation flashed in Jiang Xianqing's eyes, which was deep and meticulous. With a shot of the big gun, the sword light was shattered into pieces. It was as fine as grains of sand and splashed out bit by bit, using it to strike across a large area of ​​water.

On Pengshan Lake, water mist, water droplets, water waves, etc. are revealed one by one, making it look majestic.

Roar

He waved the spear in his hand, full of energy, and his magic power was released, manifesting into a black dragon, soaring into the clouds and mist, using the entire Pengshan Lake as a dojo.

This scene was so real. The black dragon had the form and spirit, and was submerged in the mist. When it reappeared, water droplets rolled down its scales, and it soared up, causing layers of water waves to rise on the lake.

It charged out, its scale claws flashing with cold light, its true form majestic and majestic, full of endless power.

Twenty-three years to sharpen a sword, this revenge comes really fiercely.

At this moment, many monks were shocked. Jiang Xianqing's methods were unparalleled. Thinking about it, after losing once, he was not discouraged. Instead, he practiced hard and finally waited for the battle of revenge.

The appearance of a genius!

Chang An commented.

sharp.

Mo Longyun looked solemn. He faced Jiang Xianqing twice since his debut, and each time was more stressful than the last.

From Chishan, Shuisuo Jade Belt, to Pengshan Lake emerging with dragons, I can see that the other party's understanding of the technique is quite profound.

Bangdang...

He went all out, holding the alchemy furnace above his head, pouring out all his mana and energy like a river, pushing the power of this artifact to its peak.

The alchemy furnace was surrounded by flames, like a boiling volcano, but instead of suppressing them, the furnace lid was opened, allowing the black dragon to rush in and seal it immediately.

Roar

The alchemy furnace was vibrating and the black dragon was tumbling. There was no sign of being burned. You could feel that it was struggling fiercely inside and was about to break out at any time.

kill

Mo Longyun made a decisive decision, stepped on the alchemy furnace, made a murderous sound in his mouth, and flew out like a snowstorm.

His aura resonated with the sword in his hand. With one strike of his sword, the world was filled with a cold, dazzling light that could not be looked directly at.

puff……

Jiang Xianqing's attack was not unreasonable, but he did not expect that Mo Longyun's response was so decisive that he temporarily trapped the black dragon, and he was almost killed by a sword without noticing.

He was not dead, but he was a little disappointed and said: I lost.

This sword cut two or three points of his morale. If the fight continues, the winning rate will be too low and cannot be restored.

If you can maintain this momentum, you will be my lifelong rival.

Mo Longyun took back the alchemy furnace, Jiang Xianqing lost his temper, and the black dragon let the furnace fire refine it, turning it into a ball of water mist spiritual energy.

Jiang Xianqin didn't say anything, turned around and left, leaving Qingshan without worrying about having no firewood. He firmly believed that one day he would kill Mo Longyun, but now he was just unlucky and missed an opportunity.

This is the result.

Jiang Xianqing was defeated.

Everyone felt a little regretful. After all, Jiang Xianqing's offensive was so subtle and powerful that he was very sure of victory.

But in the end, it was Mo Longyun who seized the opportunity and made a decisive attack without confronting each other, settling the situation.

Mo Longyun wins again, his energy is unparalleled.

Feeling sorry for the loser is because Jiang Xianqing is extremely capable, but it also proves Mo Longyun's terror. Even when facing an extremely powerful opponent, he can still win.

Such a record can create a strong momentum. Defeating the geniuses one after another, full of enthusiasm, and finally reaching the top, it can be said that it is a matter of course.

Whoosh

Shi Shujing left Yanlou quietly and walked to Jiang Xianqing's side. The two walked side by side, murmuring and talking about something.

If you lose, you lose. It will be fine if you win again...

I can't hear the exact details, but this famous figure in the Chi Lingxian Sect never complained about Jiang Xianqing. Instead, he patiently enlightened her, very much like a senior brother.

The Lingxian Sect must be on guard.

Chang'an was a young prodigy who held a high position. He saw the harmony between Shi Shujing and Jiang Xianqing, and knew about the existence of Taoist Zhongzun and Taoist Yancheng. He also knew that the Chilingxian Sect was still going strong.

With the support of two golden elixir masters above, the rise of geniuses below, and the support of fellow apprentices, there really is no sign of decline at all.

Indeed, but don't worry too much, we also have advantages.

Qin Lin nodded, but he was not worried. The Chiling Immortal Sect was not bad, but their Guangxiu Immortal Sect also had great luck.

There is someone who sits in charge and instructs the disciples. When the Foundation Establishment Realm is complete, and with the help of Alchemy Dao, their confidence in achieving the Golden Elixir is greater than that of any Immortal Sect's genius.

Two senior brothers, I didn't embarrass you.

Mo Longyun went up to Yanlou with a happy face. The battle was difficult, but at least he won.

After Mo Tianjiao established the foundation, he has turned into a cocoon and turned into a butterfly, and he will definitely shine in the future.

Leng Yu Sanren praised.

He was not talking nonsense. Mo Longyun's situation was enviable. He was extremely talented, and with the support of Master Jin Dan behind him, his future was limitless.

Old senior, I'm serious.

Mo Longyun didn't dare to be proud. Chang An and Qin Lin who were present were very surprised. There was even Zhou Xian in the door. That was the true glory of the sun and the brilliance of the world.

The group of people had a very harmonious conversation, and after some discussion, they decided to return to Guangxiu Immortal Sect together.

…

Qingjing courtyard

In the past twenty years, Taoist Chongzun has stopped fussing. The other Jindan masters of the Immortal Sect have also been quiet. It is really a quiet time.

Chen Sheng's muscles and bones were exhausted on the medicinal ground. The spiritual grass under his feet was very tender. It could be seen that it had not sprouted for a long time. He waved his hoe and turned it gently, with very gentle movements.

Since the one action shocked Zhongzun Taoist and all the Jindan masters were resurrected, he suddenly became pure.

After all, Jindan Zhenren has not come out, and the foundation of Guangxiu Immortal Sect is there. No matter how the surrounding areas change, it will not disturb him.

He didn't feel bored. He usually enjoyed himself by meditating, refining his Qi, turning over the medicinal field, and cultivating various spiritual herbs.

However, the spiritual herbs in this courtyard are grown to pass the time and cannot be used for serious elixir making.

In other words, there were only a handful of spiritual grasses that could catch his eye on the entire border.

A third-level alchemist who wants to start a serious alchemy furnace needs spiritual herbs that even an Immortal Sect can hardly fiddle with several times.

Buzz...

The matter of the medicinal land has been dealt with by recording the movement.

Chen Sheng took out the iron sword and placed it under the skylight. It was still dark, exuding wisps of evil aura, like an ice sculpture, braving the cold air.

He held the sword in his hand and slashed the stars down with one move. The majestic sword intention swept away, blocking the skylight, but not making it dim. The brilliance of the stars shone unobtrusively, like a Milky Way full of stars floating in the sky.

Because it was daytime, when he practiced swordplay, he always felt that it was missing a touch of charm. After a few strikes, he put away the iron sword.

Rumble...

From movement to stillness, Chen Sheng sat down to practice his Qi. The Health Sutra was running silently in his body, very gently, but the movement was still very loud.

Every move of Master Jin Dan is in harmony with heaven and earth, and his aura sweeps the spiritual energy from all directions, making it extremely difficult to conceal.

The place where he sat cross-legged was surrounded by patches of spiritual clouds. The acupuncture points all over his body were glowing slightly, and they were also breathing in. The major meridians were bursting with mana, gathering in the Dantian, and the golden elixir was swallowed up completely with just one turn.

The benefits gained from meditating and refining Qi were very small. Chen Sheng was not impatient and sat for a full two or three hours.

then……

He relaxed, his mind escaped into the void, and the entire Guangxiu Immortal Sect emerged in his mind.

He saw monks one after another, young and energetic, old and resolute, devoted to cultivating the great path.

He saw formation lines running under many mountain peaks, condensing into a large formation, one after another, running quietly, guarding the ten directions.

He saw streams of luck in the Medicine House, the Hall of Law Enforcement, the Black Abyss Prison, the Inner Gate and the Outer Gate, and many other dharma lines, some were big and some were small, but they were all bright.