Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

After hesitating for a while, Chen Xiaoming still felt that it was better to be on the safe side. First, he would find Shaqianmo to fight. After all, Bai Zihua was more cautious and could not reveal his purpose as soon as he came up.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming was not in a hurry. With a movement of his figure, he returned to Hua Qiangu's mind again. Next, he quietly recovered his spiritual power and waited for the opportunity.

In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, Chen Xiaoming sat cross-legged, and a little bit of starlight was absorbed from the outside world, restoring his spiritual power.

Chapter 307

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

In the past month or so, Chen Xiaoming not only meditated daily to restore his spiritual power, but also taught Hua Qiangu to practice.

As his own disciple, he couldn't cultivate too badly. Therefore, in addition to teaching Hua Qiangu Changliu swordsmanship, Chen Xiaoming also taught Shushan's swordsmanship in person.

This is also a helpless move. Hua Qiangu's current cultivation base is too low. Although these swordsmanship cannot penetrate Chen Xiaoming's eyes, they can lay a good foundation.

It's just that Hua Qiangu's cultivation is too weak, and his understanding is a little too slow. To this day, he has only learned the basics.

"Looks like I'm going to give her some help."

Looking at Hua Qiangu, who was cultivating hard every day, but because of the low cultivation base, the progress was slow and sad, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power drifted out.

It was drawn as a streamer and went straight to one place. He was familiar with the long-term stay for more than a month.

But after an hour of effort, he returned directly.

"Little bones!"

The power of the spirit condensed, and the figure appeared directly in front of Hua Qiangu.

"master."

The sweat on her forehead was low, and for more than a month, she practiced silently by herself every night.

It's just that her talent is too bad, others can already fly with the sword, and she can only make the wooden sword float.

"Master, is my talent really bad?"

Bearing this all alone, she was just a girl, and even she began to doubt herself.

"Nonsense, you are the disciple that the master sees, how could the talent be poor."

Looking at the distressed face of the latter, Chen Xiaoming's mental body moved slightly, and he fondly touched the latter's forehead.

A faint white streamer flashed away and merged into Hua Qiangu's body.

In an instant, Hua Qiangu noticed a warm current flowing through her body, her whole body seemed to be a little lighter, and her spirit became more enlightened.

"Come on, little bone, try again."

A little bit of the wooden sword on the ground saw it float up and fly to Hua Qiangu.

"Yes, Master."

After experiencing the warm current just now, Hua Qiangu felt that her body was now full of power, and her mind power had reached a lot.

Looking at the wooden sword in front of him, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, concentrated his thoughts, and slowly controlled the wooden sword.

The next second, the wooden sword, which was originally difficult to control, seemed to be much lighter, and it stood up with just one thought.

Hua Qiangu let out a surprised sound, waved his hand again, and the wooden sword flew out instantly.

"Master, the wooden sword seems to have become lighter, and I can control it."

Happy like a child, he shouted in surprise to Chen Xiaoming in his heart.

Under the thought force of Hua Qiangu, the wooden sword flew around his body constantly, like an arm commanding, relaxed and freehand.

Chen Xiaoming stood aside lightly, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

How can any wooden sword become lighter, but Hua Qiangu's cultivation base has been improved.

In the so-called sword-wielding technique, talent is only second, and cultivation is more important.

Low-level swordsmanship, with high cultivation, can naturally be learned easily. For example, Chen Xiaoming can use it easily with just a glance.

Before he left, he went to Changliu's Medicine Garden. Even though he was a spiritual body, his level of alchemy was not as good as his body.

But in this small world, it's still enough.

In order not to arouse suspicion, the refined medicinal herbs were also gentle, slowly improving Hua Qiangu's cultivation.

"Master, look, I can fly with the sword."

After a while, Hua Qiangu had stepped on the wooden sword and floated in the air, just because he was afraid of heights and was a little scared.

"Uh-huh."

Nodding, looking at the smile on the latter's face, Chen Xiaoming's memory couldn't help thinking of his first apprentice.

Time flies, but I don't know how long it has passed. When I left Dou Po, I still don't know what happened to Xun'er.

"Master, thank you."

Just when Chen Xiaoming was stunned, Hua Qiangu, who was flying in the air, fell down and thanked Chen Xiaoming.

Although she is young, she is not stupid. One moment she can't wield the sword, the next second, she will.

Calm down now, all she thinks of is the warm current just now.

"Silly apprentice, you are the master's apprentice, how can you be left behind."

Touching the latter's hair, Chen Xiaoming's eyes slowly looked towards the vast starry sky.

Hua Qiangu's cultivation base has been resolved, and it is time for him to prepare for the Shifang Divine Artifact.

...............

The next day

"Master, are you leaving?"

Early in the morning, Hua Qiangu just woke up when he saw Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body sitting on the side, telling himself about his departure.

"Master, don't you want the little bones, what's wrong with me?"

Having been with Chen Xiaoming for nearly three months, Hua Qiangu already has a deep relationship with Chen Xiaoming.

During the period of being an orphan, Chen Xiaoming has always accompanied him. The latter cared and cared for him like a father, which made Hua Qiangu feel the warmth.

Now hearing the news of his departure, Hua Qiangu's heart couldn't help but tighten, her big watery eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming reluctantly and eagerly.

"Stupid apprentice, just go out as a teacher."

With a flick of a finger, a little stream of light melted into Hua Qiangu's mind, Chen Xiaoming continued.

"What I gave you just now is the master's perception of cultivation. You can stay here for a long time with peace of mind. It may be as short as a month, or as long as three months, and I will come back."

"At that time, I will have to check your cultivation progress, don't be lazy!"

The medicinal power of the medicine pill is still in Hua Qiangu's body. During the time he left, with those insights from cultivation, Hua Qiangu should be able to steadily improve.

"Yes, master, the disciple must cultivate well and not be lazy."

Hearing that Chen Xiaoming didn't really leave him, Hua Qiangu smiled and wiped away the tears, but turned into a cat.

Chen Xiaoming shook his head, gently wiped it away, and then warned him a few more words, and then his figure moved and flew away in a stream of light.

After Chen Xiaoming's spiritual body left, Hua Qiangu suddenly felt empty in his heart.

On the other side, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power broke out, and as soon as he flew out of the range of Changliu Mountain, he moved directly into a figure in white, with fluttering silver hair, and went straight to the Seven Kills faction.

The sharp-edged eyes in the eyes are even more fiery.

After being silent for too long, it has been a long time since I have had a hand with anyone. Chen Xiaoming felt that he should give it a good shot.

The figure cut through the sky, and the distance to the Seven Kills was far away, but for a strong man like Chen Xiaoming, it was only a long time.

East China Sea, the entrance to the devil world

Chen Xiaoming's figure flew by, but he stepped into the demon world one step at a time, looking at the endless desolate land, he did not search again, but directly shouted loudly.

"Kill Qianmo, dare to fight!"

Chapter 308 Fighting to kill Qian Mo

"Kill Qianmo, dare to fight!"

The voice containing spiritual power reverberated in the demon world.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao, dare to break into my demon world, and bluntly speak the name of the sage!"

Killing Qianmo did not appear, but a demon man flew out instantly and came straight to Chen Xiaoming, with a large blood-colored axe in his hand.

"court death!"

An axe slashed out, and the blood-red axe pierced the sky, condensing its power, shaking the ground under his feet, and his breath locked on Chen Xiaoming.

"Humph."

With a cold drink, Chen Xiaoming just glanced at it, and then pointed it out, a white streamer flew away, directly opening the axe, and Yu Wei opened the man's body unabated.

"Crack..."

The axe was shattered, and the demon world man walking forward had a look of horror in his eyes. He looked down at his chest, it had been pierced, and then the breath dissipated, the vitality was extinguished, and he fell down.

In the demon world, many people who were attracted by the words and came to the Seven Kills were stunned.

Killing a real person flying in the sky with one blow, the cultivation of the person in front of him is definitely above the real person!

The Seven Killers thought so in their hearts, but no one dared to continue.

"Hmph, is it too arrogant for your Excellency to come to my demon world to kill people?"

Just when everyone was silent, a figure flew from a distance, staring at Chen Xiaoming, and there was a bit of displeasure in his words.

"Meet Protector Shan!"

The Seven Killers, who had been silent before, said respectfully in unison at this moment.

"A group of cowardly trash, what's the use of keeping them."

Anger flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, a black airflow swept across the crowd directly.

The airflow swept away, and even if someone wanted to escape, it would be of no avail, being turned into fly ash under the airflow.