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How to defeat Fang Lingqing in three days is currently the number one problem facing Qiao Wan and the number one problem facing the entire Buping Academy.
Before this, Li Fan specially analyzed it for Qiao Wan.
“The physical fitness is good, and I can barely cope with the third-level magic weapon, but it is best not to use the bone forging so frequently, as it will hurt the body.”
Extra points for physical fitness.
Leaving aside physical fitness, spiritual consciousness is quite strong, but it is a pity that it has not been systematically studied. It is easier to control monsters and spiritual beasts with demonic energy, but when it comes to monks who specialize in this area, or who have specially cultivated spiritual consciousness, You will probably have to kneel down.
Ye Xiyuan is a tragic case.
Being the best among his peers in martial arts, extra points.
But since Fang Lingqing can be ranked in the courtesy class in “Benevolence, Righteousness, Wisdom and Trust”, he is not a vegetarian, not to mention knowing his shame and then being brave. He must have been focusing on cultivation these days.
In this ten-day appointment, it is still unknown who will win.
“In short,” Li Fan changed to a comfortable posture and sat down, and came to a conclusion calmly, “It is to find and fill in the gaps to ensure the advantage in martial arts and shorten one’s own disadvantages.”
But there are only three days left, and even if you want to be reborn, it is too late.
After listening carefully to Li Pan’s analysis, Qiao Wan raised her hand and asked implicitly: “Senior, does the academy… have any unique sword manuals or Taoist books?”
Commonly known as, golden finger.
Li Fan sneered: “If the academy had these magical instruments and books, how could it have fallen to this level today?”
Qiao Wan: She thinks too much QAQ
What can be done in three days?
Li Pan frowned: “Have you ever fought against any highly skilled Jindan or Nascent Soul monks?”
“Your consciousness has already broken through the Nascent Soul. If you have ever fought against these monks, you might as well look back at the memories of the original fight. Maybe you can gain something.”
Gaying.
Hearing this, Qiao Wan’s heart suddenly lifted up.
She fought against Gaying!
Noticing the change in Qiao Wan’s face, Li Pian obviously misunderstood something and frowned even more tightly: “No?”
It would be troublesome if not.
Qiao Wan immediately shook her head: “Yes.”
And not only was it a monk at the Golden Elixir or Nascent Soul stage, but the one who fought against her was the current Demon Emperor!
“Senior, I have an idea.”
Having said this in a hurry, Qiao Wan quickly crossed her legs and fell into silence, letting her consciousness sink into the sea of consciousness.
The memory in the sea of consciousness is like a river, following this long river, tugging and tugging in the memories.
The next second, Qiao Wan’s eyes blurred. When she regained consciousness, a handsome and proud man in black robes appeared in front of her.
The man glanced at her coldly: “Come.”
Jia Ying, the Demon King Jiaying.
Compared with martial arts, who can compare with the Demon King!
Although the memory cannot be changed, it can be traced back. In the sea of consciousness, “travel” into the past self and relive the **** battle with Ga Ying over and over again. This is a top-notch free sparring partner!
Thinking of this, Qiao Wan became energetic.
There is no need for a golden finger. Her battle experience is her strongest golden finger.
There are many benefits to fighting Demon Emperor Jia Ying, but one thing is not so good, that is, the mental pressure may be a bit high.
Especially reliving over and over again how his whole body bones were shattered by Jia Ying’s palm, it was simply a **** of a mental torture.
“Rat-like thief.” As if he suddenly lost interest, Jia Ying tugged at his face, fluttered his robe sleeves and said, “Suffer death.”
I was knocked out again and experienced the pleasure of cracking my bones again.
Qiao Wan spit out a mouthful of blood.
Mom sells batches.
Before the pain makes you lose your mind, quickly recall the memory.
As soon as I saw another flower in front of my eyes, I saw Jia Ying standing with his hands behind his hands, his black and white braids fluttering in the wind.
The man’s eyelids were drooped and his voice was low and cold: “Found it.”
This was the first time she and Ga Ying met.
With these three short words, an almost terrifying pressure instantly came down.
This is one of the top combat powers in the entire cultivation world.
Qiao Wan held her breath, paying full attention to every move Ga Ying made and every change in the man’s demonic power.
It doesn’t matter if you didn’t see it clearly, just dial it back again.
Over and over again.
As we all know, Demon Emperor Jia Ying is a fighting maniac. When he broke into the temple to fight with her, he didn’t use his true strength. The reason why he suddenly turned around and ended the fight with a palm was because he felt it was boring.
There is an advantage to this.
In that battle to destroy the temple, the man deliberately lowered his cultivation and ability to give her a chance to fight. Otherwise, she might not be able to see clearly what was going on.
After repeating the battle of ruining the temple more than ten times, Qiao Wan brought back his memories to the days when they were together in Nanhuozhou, and continued to review Jia Ying’s guidance.
Just when Qiao Wan was obsessed with using Ga Ying as a sparring partner.
In reality, a circle of onlookers was already squatting in front of her.
“The mountain leader has been in silence for almost a day,” Zheng Wenliang said with a **** expression on his face, “Have you really given up?”
Even if you die, you still have to struggle to your death. There is no point in being quiet without practicing cultivation!
Could it be that they just ran away from the academy’s first battle without a fight?
At this moment, a low and deep male voice sounded.
“Go back.”
Zheng Wenliang and other “little cabbages” were shocked: “Uncle Li?!”
“Uncle Master, come and take a look. The mountain chief has been quiet for almost a day.”
Lu Yao stretched out his hand and pointed with a depressed look on his face: “From morning to now, it has been sitting here without moving. Aren’t we worried?”
Li Pan’s expression did not change and he glanced at Qiao Wan who was sitting cross-legged: “Wait.”
Wait for “him” to wake up.
The next day, Qiao Wan finished her memory review, memorized all the moves, and began to try to use the method taught her by Miaofa before to create a sandbag version of Ga Ying in the sea of consciousness.
After all, the ability is limited. If you pinch it here and there, you can at most get a low-end version. But a low-end version of Ga Ying is almost equal to a high-end version of Fang Lingqing.
Punching the figure Ga Ying on the ground, Qiao Wan began to try to fight with the low-end version of Ga Ying. This time, she no longer had to be stuck in memory and could not change her moves. She could change her moves.
We can try it on the figure Gaying and see what she learned during the retrospection.
After the fight, Qiao Wan sat on the ground again, recalling the battle just now, and continued to fill in the gaps.
Fighting against powerful players is addictive.
Especially when fighting against a strong man like Jia Ying who seems to be cheating.
Every move is like walking on the edge of life and death. Almost every time you look back, you can learn something different from it.
Jumping back a step, Qiao Wan took a breath, feeling goosebumps rising all over her body with excitement, and her blood boiling in her heart.
Although it had only been three days, she already understood why Ga Ying was busy fighting with others every day!
Because it is—
It’s so cool!
This is really addictive, it hurts but feels good!
On the third day, Qiao Wan finally came out of silence.
Seeing this, all the “little cabbages” hugged each other and cried.
In the past three days, the mentality of the little cabbages has been successfully transformed from “if you can’t beat them, just struggle at least” to “if you can’t beat them, forget it, but don’t let the mountain leader die”.
“It’s out! It’s finally out!”
“Even if you really can’t beat me, Chief Shan, you can’t be autistic.”
It’s not that they emulate others’ ambitions and destroy their own prestige, it’s actually that they spent the past three days in silence, and Qiao Wan didn’t practice at all, which is a shame.
Unexpectedly, despite the attention of everyone, the young man stretched out his hand very calmly.
” Qiao Wan: “You… and you, try a few moves with me. ”
All the cabbages looked at each other.
Is this because you have failed in cultivation and are you going to vent your anger on them, or are you struggling a little before losing?
During the hesitation, Li Ban raised his foot and kicked him unceremoniously: “Go!”
To be honest, Zheng Wenliang and the others didn’t believe that Qiao Wan could change after spending three days in silence because of his foundation-building skills.
But after a while, several Xiaobaicai came back crying with bruises and swollen faces. When they came back, they hugged Li Pan’s thigh and cried loudly, which shocked Lu Yao and Zheng Wenliang and the others.
While running Li Pan’s lap, the little cabbages burst into tears.
They were wrong! They shouldn’t underestimate the fact that the mountain leader is a pretty boy.
Uncle Master! The mountain chief is so scary! Is that human being? ! This change of moves is too terrifying, this is not a human being!
Kicking away the Confucian scholars who were holding their thighs, Li Fan stared at Qiao Wan for a while, then suddenly pulled out a small smile with a faint smile on his lips, and pulled out the small white sheath sword from his back.
“Before you go to the Dharma conference, have a fight with me.”
“Say it first.” Li Fan whispered: “If you lose to me, don’t go to discuss the law and it will embarrass the academy.”
Looking at each other.
Li Fan’s expression remained unchanged and his eyes were deep.
Qiao Wan also laughed: “Sure.”
Fighting in the sea of consciousness for so long has completely ignited her passion. Every muscle in her body is clamoring for fighting!
*
On the Dharma Conference, the flower seat peak.
As far as the eye can see, there are huge crowds of people.
The reason why Huazuo Peak is called Huazuo Peak is because the peak is shaped like a lotus, and the lotus platform is spread out among the lingering clouds and mist.
Not far from Huazuo Peak, there are three mountain peaks standing thousands of feet high, towering into the clouds.
When the time comes, the top three in the Three Religions Discussion Conference will climb to the top of these three peaks. Sitting on the top of the peak, with a cliff of hundreds of feet at their feet, desolate oil clouds above their heads, and a long wind, overlooking the entire Jiuyue Mountain. At the same time as the mountain changes, they will discuss the method on these three peaks to determine the leader.
The three peaks are also where the disciples of the three religions yearn for.
But now, many people have anxious expressions on their faces, staring at Huazuo Peak and looking left and right.
Mainly because of the ten-day appointment between Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing.
We made an appointment at 6:00, but it’s already 4:00, why haven’t you come yet?
There were intermittent discussions among the crowd.
“Could he have run away?!”
“Oh no! My spiritual stones! QAQ, I bet a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones!”
“I also bet on 300 medium-grade spiritual stones!”
If this ran away, it would be a lie.
Fang Lingqing, who was in the center of the crowd, looked around, his expression a little unhappy.
It would indeed be beneficial to him if Lu Cixian didn’t come, but he couldn’t help the subtle dissatisfaction in his heart.
In the past ten days, he had worked hard to wash away the shame of Lisheng Peak, but his opponent ran away. It was like punching cotton wool, and he felt panicked.
And…he was standing on the top of the mountain alone.
A cold wind blew by.
The young Confucian scholar held a noble and cool posture and glanced around inadvertently from the corner of his eye, feeling a subtle desolation and sadness in his balls.
In choosing the time and place for the registration meeting and opening ceremony of the Three Religions Conference, Fang Lingqing also had his own selfish motives. He didn’t want to ask for a fight. This fight was a big bet!
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit!
Those who lose pack their bags and go back to their hometown, but those who win are different.
Fang Lingqing looked around and felt a little excited.
On the first day, the leaders, chiefs, and elders of each sect will be present, which is undoubtedly the best opportunity to make a name for themselves.
Let’s see who wins!
The problem is that almost a quarter of an hour has passed, and there are only three quarters of time left before the agreed time.
Is this Lu Cixian coming or not?
*
As the “opening ceremony” approaches, various factions begin to appear one after another.
This time it is considered an official appearance. Everyone is working hard. Regardless of whether they can be shortlisted in the end, they must not lose in terms of momentum.
All kinds of flying boats crowded the entire sky.
Among them, Chongde Ancient Garden is undoubtedly the most wealthy, and it has brought a fairy palace!
The splendid fairy palace hangs high in the blue sky with carved jade railings, green tiles and red roofs, and countless Confucian scholars stand on the railings.
“Zhaohai Fairy” Bai Shanhu and “Canglang Sword” Meng Canglang were among them. Qi Feidao clasped his hands and glanced down lazily.
Looking from a distance, I could see the aura of local tyrants coming towards me.
In the distance, a group of disciples from Taixuan Temple came with swords in their hands. The sword lights intertwined in the sky, and the sky was filled with darkness.
Just when everyone was working hard to compete, a wheelchair fell from the sky.
A man with half of all parts of his body cut off sat in a wheelchair with an official smile on his face. Behind him were two teams of strong men, all of them carrying an evil aura.
This is Ma Huaizhen, the master of the Kunshan Enlightenment Hall, and his ANBU disciples.
“Who is this?”
The man lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the peak.
Where his eyes fell, it was Fang Lingqing.
As the ANBU disciple closest to Ma Huaizhen, Yuan Liu was stunned when he heard this.
“Ah. This seems to be a fight.”
He is familiar with this matter.
Although Ma Huaizhen seems a little down-to-earth and loves horse racing, but after all, the boss is not young, and he is also the head of the Kunshan Enlightenment Hall. It is impossible to care about the affairs of these juniors. I haven’t heard of it. It is normal to pass this “ten-day appointment”.
But Anbu disciples like them, most of whom were promoted from the outer sect, tend to pay a little attention to these things.
Considering that Ma Huaizhen might not have heard of this, Yuan Liuli very considerately took off the jade slip and explained the ins and outs for Ma Huaizhen to see for himself.
A glance at Ma Huaizhen’s intact eye.
A fight?
Let’s have a fight here today?
The main reason why I noticed Fang Lingqing was that he stood out too much.
Since it is a duel, there must be an opponent. I wonder who the second number two is?
“Lu Cixian?”
Taking the jade slip handed over by Yuan Liu, Ma Huaizhen flipped it over with his right hand and fixed his gaze on the image.
The young man has fair complexion and deserted eyebrows.
“Yes.” Yuan Liu sighed, “Master, look, this Lu Cixian is quite good-looking.”
Unexpectedly, Ma Huaizhen leaned back in his wheelchair and showed little interest.
It turns out that this is Erque No. 2, and he is indeed pretty good-looking.
Master Ma, the most incomprehensible person in Kunshan, thought leisurely.
It’s a pity that he is a fool at such a young age.
After so many years of crawling around outside, Yuan Liu had long developed a pair of fiery eyes. Seeing that Ma Huai was really not interested, he didn’t mention it again and turned around to mention another matter.
“I heard that this time, Venerable Miaofa has also arrived.”
Venerable Miaofa has not left seclusion for so many years, and I don’t know why he came out of seclusion today.
Hearing this, the man raised his eyelids: “Is there any news from Venerable Miaofa?”
“Not yet,” Yuan Liu frowned, “I guess I’ll have to arrive later.”
Now the person receiving guests here is Zen Master Kongding.
Ma Huaizhen sat back down in the wheelchair without comment.
The juniors compete and compete. That is the business of the juniors. The interests and favors among the sects are the purpose of their coming here.
Noting the change in Ma Huaizhen’s expression, Yuan Liu felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
If it hadn’t been for Qiao Wan, they would have fallen to the cautious level they are today.
When thinking of Qiao Wan, Yuan Liu felt very complicated.
Thanks to Qiao Wan for being able to run errands for Ma Huaizhen.
If he hadn’t caught Ma Huaizhen’s eye in the mud rock secret realm last time, he wouldn’t have been able to hang around Ma Huaizhen.
It is said that men shed no tears when they bleed.
Yuan Liu felt that he could be considered a tough guy all the way from an outer disciple to an ANBU squad leader.
When he heard that Qiao Wan died, he felt quite sad and shed a few tears for Qiao Wan.
It’s not just him.
Even the tough guy like Hall Master Ma was a little affected. He was not in a good mood during that time. He always had a gloomy face, said and acted ruthlessly, and tried different methods to punish his subordinates. Disciples.
That was the darkest period for ANBU disciples, but Hall Master Ma cannot be blamed.
After all, Hall Master Ma was really unhappy that Qiao Wan was gone.
I have no choice but to endure it, there will always be a day when I can clear the clouds and see the sun
But who knew that a few months later, reality would give him a cruel slap in the face.
Qiao Wan is not dead at all, Qiao Wan is not dead! !
Fuck!
Including Yuan Liu and other ANBU disciples, all of them were Spartans.
Then their suffering during this period was all in vain? !
And the most important thing is that Qiao Wan also deceived Ma Huaizhen!
As promised, the clouds will clear and the sun will appear, but the clouds will clear and the moon will shine brightly? This is simply a dark cloud with no light in sight!
Yuan Liu still remembers that dark day.
After learning that Qiao Wan was not dead, Ma Huaizhen, the iron-blooded evil **** of Wenshitang, had a strange reaction. He sneered at first, but then darkened his face again and called a group of ANBU disciples. Devil training.
Forcibly trained the hard-working ANBU tough guys until they cried for their parents and yelled at Qiao Wan for cheating on her father.
Until now, Ma Huaizhen has such a gloomy look, which makes the ANBU disciples who are accompanying them fearful all day long.
Looked at the hourglass.
Two quarters of an hour left.
Including Yuan Liu, everyone had a thought swirling in their minds.
Is Lu Cixian really not planning to come?