My brother is too strong.

A group of Sangluo people, aged a few to eleven or twelve, sat in front of Lv Shaoqing in a row, with serious expressions, like primary school students who were listening attentively to the class.

When they got closer, they heard Lv Shaoqing teaching them the practice method. Of course, this was the most basic practice.

Yu Ling was surprised. What was he going to do?

Sangluo people are different from the Saints.

When the Saints were exiled to this world, the Sangluo people did not know how to practice.

They are like fierce beasts, with power in their bodies, and the power will increase as they grow.

They pay more attention to blood. The purer the blood, the stronger they will be when they grow up.

When the Saints first came to Hanxing, there were even Sangluo people in the fusion stage among the Sangluo people they met, which caused great losses to the Saints.

However, if the Sangluo people did not practice, their upper limit was limited by their blood, and they were early heroes.

And the Saints have no upper limit through practice, and they are late heroes.

Due to the continuous conflict and fighting, the masters of the Sangluo people were killed and injured, and they became more and more decadent.

Yu Ling didn't understand what was the point of Lu Shaoqing's doing this.

So what if he taught them to practice?

It was impossible that if they were taught to practice casually, they would become peerless masters.

The population of Shangluo people was too small compared to that of the Saint Clan.

Even if there were masters, so what?

The Holy Land ruled the Cold Star, and there were countless masters. Unless an immortal came, the Sangluo people would not be able to take back the Cold Star.

Yu Ling walked over, and Lu Shaoqing was overjoyed when he saw this, "Girl, come and help, you teach them to practice."

Yu Ling didn't agree, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Shaoqing looked at him as if he was an idiot, "What? Teach them to practice, are you blind?"

This bastard is really annoying.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing's gaze and expression, Yu Ling's anger immediately came out.

"Stop playing dumb here. I'm not asking this. Why do you want to teach them to practice?"

"There's no other way," Lv Shaoqing pretended to be helpless. "You don't want to be their wife, so I can only think of another way."

"Otherwise, how can we leave?"

Yu Ling understood, "Is this why they don't make things difficult for us?"

But you don't work hard, aren't you afraid that they will kill you?

"Nonsense, what do you think?" Lv Shaoqing was annoyed. "You come to teach them. I can't teach such stupid guys. Only people like you can do it."

Yu Ling was angry and wanted to refuse, but seeing Lv Shaoqing's weak body, she silently took on the task.

Lv Shaoqing sat aside, holding an arrow in his hand and pondering.

Seeing the arrow in Lv Shaoqing's hand, Yu Ling also remembered.

An arrow could actually break her spiritual shield and make her, a master of Jindan, fall into a coma and lose her combat effectiveness.

What kind of arrow is it?

Yu Ling was very curious, and Lv Shaoqing was also very curious.

Although Yu Ling was also injured, it was not enough to make her a mortal. She still maintained 70% to 80% of her combat effectiveness.

A cultivator at the ninth level of the Jindan stage, no matter what, could not be knocked down by an arrow.

The arrow in Lu Shaoqing's hand was obtained from the Sangluo people. He looked at it carefully.

Like the arrows Lu Shaoqing had seen before, it was composed of three parts: the arrowhead, the shaft, and the feathers.

But the materials were different.

The shaft was hard. Lu Shaoqing tried it, and he couldn't break it after bending it. It was at least a second-grade material.

The feathers at the tail were not simple either. They were at least made of feathers of first-grade flying birds and beasts, otherwise the speed would not be so fast.

And the most important thing was the arrowhead.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes fell on the arrowhead. The arrowhead was not made of iron or wood, but a stone similar to crystal.

The crystal stone was grayish white. After being polished into a sharp shape, it was tied to the arrow shaft as the arrowhead.

Lu Shaoqing took out the crystal and observed it carefully.

The crystal arrowhead shone brightly in the sunlight, like a gem.

Lu Shaoqing tried to wrap it with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqing scratched his palm, and a blood mark appeared instantly, which was extremely sharp for a short time.

Then, Lu Shaoqing felt a sharp pain in his head, like being pricked by a needle, and was accompanied by a dizzy feeling.

His sea of ​​consciousness was actually attacked.

But he just shook his head and regained clarity.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the crystal arrowhead in his hand in surprise.

A stone that can attack spiritual consciousness?

Then Lu Shaoqing checked it again and found that the crystal arrowhead could easily penetrate the shield composed of spiritual power.

Lu Shaoqing took out a second-grade magic weapon shield to test it, and found that the crystal arrowhead could not break it.

What is this?

It can't break the physical shield, but it can break the spiritual shield.

Lu Shaoqing was surprised, is it a demon-breaking attribute?

Finally, Lu Shaoqing triedWhen injecting spiritual power into the crystal arrow, it was unexpected that the crystal arrow actually repelled the spiritual power. The influx of spiritual power immediately broke the balance inside it.

Then, after a few breaths, it exploded!

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

The sudden explosion scared everyone.

Yu Ling rushed over at the first time.

After coming over, he found that Lu Shaoqing didn't have any big problems, but was blown up.

Lu Shaoqing gritted his teeth, "Damn, there is such a thing?"

The power is not great. The power of a crystal arrow the size of a finger is about the same as a casual attack by a cultivator who has just entered the Qi Refining Stage.

But what if it is bigger?

Lu Shaoqing was secretly afraid.

However, soon, Lu Shaoqing became excited.

This kind of crystal stone can break the magic and easily break through the spiritual power shield. After hitting the human body, it will also actively attack the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Shaoqing estimated the power. For someone like Yu Ling in the Jindan stage, after being attacked, he would faint directly and would need two or three days to recover.

If it was the foundation building stage or the Qi refining stage, perhaps the sea of ​​consciousness would be completely destroyed, and he would become an idiot if he didn't die.

However, the damage to the Nascent Soul was not that great, at most it would make him dizzy for a while.

But in a battle between masters, just a little dizziness is enough to be fatal.

What's more, it can explode and be used as a bomb.

What if there are a lot of them, a mountain of them, damn, even if the God of Transformation comes, he will die, right?

"Chief, chief, where have you been?" Lu Shaoqing said nothing and ran excitedly to find the chief of the Sangluo tribe.

The chief of the Sangluo tribe is already old, and his aura is beginning to decline.

Although his strength is still in the Jindan stage, everyone can feel his aging and decline.

This is the weakness of the Sangluo people. Their strength will reach its peak after adulthood, but as time goes by, their strength will gradually decline and eventually fall.

At the same time, the life span of the Sangluo people is much shorter than that of the monks.

Although the patriarch in front of him is more than 300 years old, he has entered his twilight years.

The patriarch's name is Min Fan. There are more than 300 people in the tribe, which is a small tribe.

Yu Ling was too lazy to continue teaching other Sangluo people. She followed Lu Shaoqing and wanted to see what Lu Shaoqing was going to do...