Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

As long as you take one step at a time, your goal will eventually be achieved.

If she was practicing for the sake of cultivation, then there was no need for her to join the Tianyan Sect.

Because Tianyan Sect may be the sect that improves its realm the slowest in the entire China.

"It's a pity that I didn't join the Tianyan Sect." Lin Qingxue said sincerely.

If Yulong becomes a member of the Tianyan Sect, he might be as successful as the senior sister.

"Third Junior Sister, he doesn't have the courage to destroy his cultivation like you, so he can't join the Tianyan Sect." Youlan covered her mouth and chuckled.

"It doesn't take much courage to abandon your cultivation." Lin Qingxue said calmly.

She felt that it was not something she could bear to do without scrapping her foundation-building cultivation.

When she first arrived at Qingshan Gate, she was indeed proud of her cultivation in the foundation-building period.

But after seeing the master's sword, she realized it.

The foundation building stage is just a cultivation level that can be discarded at will.

If she can join the Tianyan Sect, she will show you even the cultivation level of the pill formation stage.

He Youzhou glanced sideways at Lin Qingxue, as if he wanted to praise Lin Qingxue.

However, he was worried that his praise of Lin Qingxue would make Lin Qingxue float.

After much hesitation, he decided to implement the policy of doting on his disciples and said, "Don't belittle yourself."

"Normal people don't have such courage as you. This courage is your talent." He Youzhou folded his sleeves and said calmly.

When Lin Qingxue looked at Master, she felt that Master's figure was so majestic and opened her mouth subconsciously.

Master's recognition made her feel that all her efforts were not in vain.

"Disciple just..." Lin Qingxue wanted to say something modest, but for a long time she didn't know what to say.

"At least you are better than Yulong in terms of firm will." He Youzhou lowered his eyelids and said quietly.

To be honest, He Youzhou never thought that Lin Qingxue would abandon her cultivation and then travel over the mountains to find Tianyan Sect.

She even found Wolf City from Baicheng, and her words were outrageous.

"Although you are not a monster in the way of swordsmanship, you can be more confident in other areas." He Youzhou said, feeling a little guilty.

After all, it is a bit contrary to say that Lin Qingxue has no talent for swordsmanship.

Chapter 671: Chapter 182 is all expected

Yulong on the red lotus platform was already standing in the middle.

His hands dropped naturally, looking defenseless.

Gui Throat, who was standing opposite Yulong, couldn't help but sneered after noticing Yulong's flawless appearance.

Yulong's cultivation level is the same as his, but he still dares to trust him like this.

You must know that the competition has already begun. He did not take the lead, he just wanted to be safe.

After seeing the outcome of the last competition, Ghost Throat developed contempt for the disciples of the Star Calculation Sect.

If they had the same cultivation level, he really couldn't think of any advantages that the Star Gate monks had.

He admitted that the divination skills of the Star Sect were wonderful, but the Tiandong Conference only talked about combat power.

Although looking at it this way, Tiandong Conference is a bit biased, but that is the current situation.

There is no way for monks without fighting ability to win the position of the three major sects for their own sect.

Yulong didn't know what Ghost Throat was thinking, he just looked at him with a smile.

He didn't move a step, waiting for Ghost Throat to make his move.

There was a faint gloominess in his eyes, which were like a pool of stagnant water.

Seeing that Yulong didn't move for a long time, Ghost Throat fled away.

The thaumaturgy of Qianmianlou is to change one's appearance and temperament, but this does not mean that the monks of Qianmianlou do not know other things.

Integrating oneself with the sky and the earth, using spiritual energy to cover one's presence, this is a method that monks who are good at sneaking must know.

After Ghost Throat disappeared, Yulong didn't even feel much change in the surrounding airflow, as if Ghost Throat had really disappeared.

On the other hand, Yulong, who looks young and cute, doesn't look aggressive at all.

But Yulong's eyes quickly flipped through different numbers, and he pinched his fingers gently with his left hand.

Then Yulong stepped back, and the spiritual energy around his body began to flow.

The aura shield that should have protected Yulong in all directions was concentrated in a certain direction.

And the next second, Ghost Throat appeared in that position, the dagger in his hand thrust straight out.

"Huh?" Ghost Throat was surprised to find that his fatal blow was completely prevented.

However, he quickly calmed down. The monks from the Star Gate in front of him also used the worst methods.

The guys at Stargate can calculate the direction of other people's attacks, so it's not surprising that they can block them.

However, as long as his attack can break Yulong's spiritual energy shield, then even if Yulong calculates his own attack, it will be meaningless.

Because Yulong was definitely not as fast as him, even if he saw or guessed that he was attacking, there was no room for resistance.

After Ghostmaw's initial attack failed, he immediately took out his second dagger.

This short sword bypassed Yulong's narrow aura defense range and went straight to his weak spot.

But the second blow was still blocked.

"What's going on?" Guihou frowned.

In order to perfectly block his first blow, Yulong's aura shield should have been concentrated at the previous position.

There's no reason why he should have defense in other positions.

"Supernatural power is the foundation for monks to settle down and live their lives." Yulong suddenly said.

Since his voice was very small, only Gui Throat could hear him.

Ghost Throat distanced himself from Yulong and looked at Yulong in confusion.

"What do you want to say?" Ghost Throat asked.

Yulong smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, and the figure of Ghost Throat could not even be reflected in his dim eyes.

"I want to tell you that you underestimate the art of divination." Yulong said in that clear voice.

Ghost Throat felt that Yulong was bluffing, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

He erased his figure from Yulong's consciousness, and then attacked Yulong from another direction.

However, the figure he had just escaped was forcibly shot out by a beam of light falling from diagonally above.

Ghost Throat looked at his injured shoulder and counterattacked in the direction of the light beam without hesitation.

But when he made this move, another beam of light fell from the other direction.

Above his head, there were small Bagua Towers floating like stars.

No matter where he went, a beam of light would hit him.

Moreover, these light beams are so powerful that they can directly penetrate Ghost Throat's shield.

Ghost Throat was now unable to hide or defend himself, and soon he was covered in wounds.

Except for the few steps he took to dodge at the beginning, Yulong never moved again.

"What on earth did you do?" Ghost Throat calmed down after moving around awkwardly for a long time.

"From the moment you attacked to the time you are talking to me now, I have calculated everything you have to do." Yulong said leisurely.

Even now, Yulong is still calculating on his fingers.

In fact, there are very few things that can be calculated by pinching his fingers, and more calculations are carried out in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The action of pinching the fingers is to assist and induce spiritual energy.

"What did you say?" Guihou was stunned.

"The reason why my senior brother was defeated by you so easily is actually very simple." Yulong said, "He didn't calculate far enough."

As long as you calculate far enough, you can predict everything the other party wants to do in advance.

Whether it is launching an attack or planning after the attack, everything is calculated.

If the other party wants to wait and see what happens, he will continue to calculate.

The more cautious Ghost Throat is, the more calm Yulong will be.

Those little Bagua towers above the head are not the kind of magic weapons that can launch attacks instantly.

If the Little Bagua Tower wants to attack, it needs to accumulate power for a long time.

However, in contrast, the power of these magic weapons is amazing and can easily tear apart other people's defenses.

Ghost Throat was startled and realized that he could not sit still and wait for death.

However, after Ghost Throat tried every possible means to get close to Yulong, Yulong gently raised his little hand.

"Also, being good at the art of divination does not mean that you only know the art of divination." Yulong hit Guihou's face with a palm and said.

Ghost Throat wanted to dodge, but then a beam of light hit him from the back of his head.

There was no room for him to avoid it, now he could only choose one side.

He didn't know whether it was the Little Bagua Pagoda that was more powerful, or Yulong's palm.

In the end, he chose to forcefully eat Yulong's palm. He instinctively felt that the power of the Little Bagua Tower was greater.

There is no reason for the monks of the Star Sect to be stronger in physical skills than divination.

Yulong is probably the kind of monk whose aggression relies entirely on magic weapons. In this case, after taking this blow, he still has room to resist.

Ghost Throat doesn't want to lose to the Star Sect, that would be too embarrassing.

"As expected." Yulong looked at Ghost Throat blankly and said, "I really don't understand physical skills."

Even Ghost Throat's choice was still part of Yulong's calculations.

Ghost Throat would feel that the Little Bagua Tower was more powerful, so Yulong wielded this palm unscrupulously.

And this palm can directly determine the outcome.

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"Okay, you lose."

When he was about to hit Ghost Throat's face, Yulong's little hand moved down slightly.

Then this palm landed directly on Gui Miao's Qi sea.

The palm force sank into Gui Miao's body, and then shattered the balance of Gui Miao's spiritual energy in an instant.

Ghost Throat spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yulong ducked with his head on one side.

"You guy..." Guihou felt that his Qihai suddenly stopped functioning, and his expression became ferocious.

But Yulong still looked calm, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not hide the gloomy look in his eyes.

Yulong moved his palm away, and then cupped his hand towards Ghost Throat.

However, Ghostmaw did not want to stop and continued to stab Yulong with the dagger in his hand.

However, the attack of Ghost Throat, whose Qi sea was destroyed by Yulong, had no power.

Yulong didn't even need to deliberately distribute his spiritual energy, and relied on his original spiritual energy shield to perfectly block the blow.

"Your hysterical appearance is also within my calculation." Yulong said softly.

Ghost Throat knelt down on the ground unwillingly, feeling the power flowing crazily from his body, "You and I are irreconcilable."