Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

It doesn't matter even if the other party is a monk in the pill formation stage. Since she is standing here, it means that she is a disciple of Tianyan Sect.

"You are right." Lin Qingxue replied in a clear voice, "There is indeed no one in our Tianyan Sect."

The total number of people in the Tianyan Sect doesn't have as many outer disciples as others, and the guys from the Gu Poison Sect are right.

But this Tianyan Sect is her "holy place" leading to her own path.

A dim sword blade pattern appeared in her eyes, and her whole person fell into a state of concentration.

Very good, I entered the state of Jianxin Kongming as usual.

"I heard that this place can repair the shattered sea of ​​​​qi." The Gudu Cult disciple suddenly said, "Do you want to try what it feels like to have my sea of ​​​​qi shattered?"

"I heard that it will be quite painful after the Qihai is broken." He spread his hands and began to boast.

Because Lin Qingxue was too weak, he couldn't feel any threat.

"No need, I've already experienced it once." Lin Qingxue's eyes widened, as if some kind of power was escaping from her eyes.

Her focused look suddenly made the Gudu Cult disciples wary.

But soon he felt that he was making a fuss, "I'm actually nervous? What on earth am I doing?"

Chapter 680: Chapter 191 Good Luck?

Lin Qingxue, standing on the Qingsong Terrace, was dressed in white clothes that looked more elegant than snow.

The front of the white garment is hollowed out and then covered with patterns woven from thin silk.

As white as snow, yet as magnificent as a landscape painting.

The ponytail combed up is like a willow branch, swaying with the breeze.

The fingers under his sleeves were cut from cold jade, and he was holding a long sword tightly.

With eyebrows as thin as willows and sharp eyes, the girl is dignified and gentle, with a little pride.

But this arrogance is not the kind of arrogance that looks down on the world, it is the kind of arrogance that despises the great evil in the world.

Many people noticed the flashing patterns in his pupils.

However, most people don't know what the sword-like pattern means.

Of course, since most people don’t know, then naturally there are still people who know.

Master Kong, who was sitting at the guest table, blurted out after noticing the pattern in Lin Qingxue's eyes, "The sword's heart is transparent?"

"Zhenzhen Kong, what does it mean that the sword's heart is transparent?" The old man beside Zhenren Kong couldn't help but ask.

And this guest seat is being watched by everyone watching the Tiandong Conference.

Because someone reported yesterday that his cultivation was shallow and he could not understand the fighting skills on the three stone formations.

So the organizer of the Tiandong Conference asked several powerful experts to explain it.

As for the broadcast of this scene, Qianluo's men were responsible for the entire process.

After Qianluo learned about the audience's request, he immediately reported it to the organizer of the Tiandong Conference and actively expressed that he could handle it.

In the absence of other candidates, the Tiandong Conference was convenient for Qianluo to do such a thing.

As far as today is concerned, the effect is acceptable, and Qianluo can continue in the future.

With several powerful commentators, to be honest, even if you are not an average monk, you can watch the competition with gusto.

"The sword's heart is transparent? What is that?"

"I haven't heard of it either."

"I always feel very powerful."

It was also the first time that the monks heard the word "Sword Heart Transparent" and started talking about it.

While they were discussing, Master Kong had already given an explanation, "This is the state that will occur after a sword cultivator reaches a certain level."

"This represents the swordsman's extreme concentration on fighting. With the sword's heart being clear, all the knowledge of the sword can be applied to the sword without fail."

"Zhenren Kong, you said this requires a certain level. What level is it at least?" The old man also asked curiously.

"At least it's the integration period." Kong Zhenren said.

"But, the disciples of Tianyan Sect are only in the foundation-building stage." The old man was confused.

"Although the clear heart of the sword is the normal state of a powerful sword cultivator, it does not mean that a low-level sword cultivator cannot enter this state."

"With a very small probability, a weak sword cultivator can also enter a state where the sword's heart is transparent."

"And once you enter this state, it is not impossible to kill enemies across realms."

When Master Kong looked into Lin Qingxue's eyes, he was also a little surprised.

If a weak monk wants to enter the state of clear sword heart, the chance is even smaller than that of sudden enlightenment.

Lin Qingxue was really lucky to be able to enter the sword's heart during the competition.

"In other words, the disciples of Tianyan Sect are lucky enough to enter this state?" the old man said with emotion.

"As of now, that's it." Kong Zhenren looked in the direction of Qingsong Terrace calmly.

This not only requires good luck, but also requires extremely strong swordsmanship talent.

But when he stayed at Tianyan Sect, he also saw Lin Qingxue practicing.

He didn't think Lin Qingxue was that evil in the way of swordsmanship.

Master Kong has seen too many monsters, and Lin Qingxue's excellent swordsmanship talent is not enough.

"Is it luck?" He frowned.

But he glanced at He Youzhou from a distance and found that He Youzhou was not surprised at all.

Not only that, the entire Tianyan sect was not surprised and seemed to have expected this.

"Zhenren Kong, the Yanmen's sword cultivators moved that day." The old man reminded Kong Zhenren.

So Master Kong withdrew his gaze and placed it on the Qingsong Platform again.

He wanted to take a closer look to see what He Youzhou's disciples were capable of.

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Lin Qingxue did move, and she moved without any warning.

There was no starting position, and even the spiritual energy was not moving. She just took one step towards becoming a disciple of the Gu Poison Sect.

Seeing Lin Qingxue throwing herself into a trap, the disciples of the Gu Du Sect froze.

Although he was overwhelmed by Lin Qingxue's momentum at a certain moment, the difference in cultivation between them would not change.

A large number of insects suddenly crawled out of the sleeves of the disciples of Gudu Cult.

The densely packed insects dispersed like black dust.

There are many kinds of Gu insects, some are raised in other people's bodies, and some are raised in one's own body.

Obviously, this Gu Du Cult disciple is good at using the latter.

He fed the Gu worms with his own spiritual energy, giving them strong fighting power.

Even monks with the same level of cultivation will be bitten through the aura shield by these Gu insects, and then their flesh and blood will be chewed.

A yellow-haired girl like Lin Qingxue had no chance of blocking this overwhelming swarm of Gu insects.

The sound of the Gu insects vibrating their wings is like countless mosquitoes gathering together, making people's scalp numb.

But Lin Qingxue couldn't hear it. Only herself, the sword, and the enemy were left in her world.

These Gu insects are not enemies, they are just "weapons" used by disciples to fight.

She won't let these things deceive her attention. The sword in her hand will only attack the weak points.

Lin Qingxue ignored these poisonous insects that could bite her, and the sword in her hand passed straight through the spiritual shield of the poisonous disciples.

One by one, the poisonous insects bit Lin Qingxue. If it weren't for the cover of her training clothes, her scarred appearance would have been visible to people.

However, even so, Lin Qingxue's sword offensive did not slow down.

"What a desperate effort." The disciple of the Gu Du Sect said with a relaxed expression.

Even if Lin Qingxue attacks herself so desperately, it is meaningless.

Because the difference in strength was so great, she couldn't even break through her own spiritual energy shield.

In a battle between monks, if they can't even break through the opponent's shield, there's no point in winning or losing.

When he thought this, he instinctively felt creepy.

Lin Qingxue's sword pierced his shield without any warning, and flew straight into his sea of ​​energy.

"!?" The disciples of the Gu Poison Sect were shocked.

He had never heard of the fact that a monk in the foundation-building stage could break through the defense of a monk in the alchemy-building stage.

At this point, he had no other option but to take the Gu insect back.

Countless Gu insects were arranged together to form a shield, deflecting the sword that almost hit him.

Although the Gu worms were not damaged by Lin Qingxue's sword, not a single Gu worm was missing.

But he himself was left in the shadow of Lin Qingxue.

Chapter 681: Is Chapter 192 really luck?

On the Qingsong Platform, the disciples of the Gu Du Sect who were clearly in the pill-forming stage were retreating steadily in front of Lin Qingxue.

Lin Qingxue showed an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made him subconsciously want to avoid it.

In addition, his spiritual energy shield was useless in front of her just now, and he did not want to continue to use his Gu insects to resist.

He could only dodge the attack by ducking and moving around.

But Lin Qingxue seemed to be tireless, and her sword skills were as continuous as autumn water.

"Don't push yourself too far, you guy." The Gudu Cult disciple finally couldn't help but get angry.

Everyone gets angry in such situations.

The expressions of the Gudu Cult disciples were also seen by the audience - including other members of the GuDu Cult.

They didn't understand the thoughts of this disciple on the court, but everyone could see that this guy's mentality was a bit broken.

Even though the Gu Du Sect is a demon sect, the performance of this disciple on the field was really embarrassing.

If a pill-forming stage loses to a foundation-building stage, then this disciple can be declared useless.

The Gu Du Cult disciple who was present also knew that if he continued like this, even if he went to Qingsong Terrace alive, he would not end well.

He looked at Lin Qingxue ferociously, "You asked for this."

However, facing his harsh words, Lin Qingxue showed no expression.

Because this kind of trash talk is useless to Lin Qingxue, it will not enter his mind at all.

Now Lin Qingxue will only notice things that are helpful in the battle.

Seeing Lin Qingxue's cold look, the disciples of the Gudu Sect felt as if they were incompetently furious.

He covered his arm with his own worms, and then let the worms eat his flesh.

The densely packed Gu insects were like gauntlets, covering the hands of the Gu Poison Cult disciples.

Then he used this hand to grab the sword in Lin Qingxue's hand.

"Ding——" The crazy behavior of the Gudu Cult disciple finally interrupted Lin Qingxue's offensive.

Once the offensive stops, it will be basically impossible for Lin Qingxue to perform the sword dance again.

"It seems that your sword only has a miraculous effect on the spiritual energy shield." The disciple of the Gu Poison Sect grinned.

After grabbing Lin Qingxue's sword, he felt much happier.