In the field, the Heart Refining Sword in Lu Qing's hand collided with the blue waves with a strong purple light.

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A wave of purple and blue mixed air suddenly scattered, and at this time, everyone's cultivation level showed.

Those with high cultivation level only waved their hand to remove the coming air waves, while those with low speed took two steps to let the air waves go away, not to mention Xuan Qing and Yi Ruoyu, who were in the upper head, stood there without moving at all, and the air waves would automatically disappear invisible when they blew in front of them, only the clothes fluttered gently as if they were breeze.

When the two swords intersected, Lu Qing felt a cold breath that began to attack her arms along the Heart Refining Sword, and Ming Xueer was not feeling well. The Rising Sun Heart Sutra that Lu Qing practiced was originally created by the real fire of Chaoyang. The sword energy contained a pure yang aura, which happened to be incompatible with her. At this time, a hot and continuous annoying energy came from the blue jade sword.

Almost at the same time, the two of them stepped back at the same time. After all, Ming Xueer's sword energy was even higher. Even if Lu Qing realized the importance of taking the weight on the spot, he would still take a step back half a step later.

The two of them stood with their swords closed, but Ming Xueer snorted and turned her head, obviously not very satisfied with this result.

"Haha, Xiao Xueer was defeated," Xuan Qing said with a smile, "I have to work hard in the future and can't be fun anymore."

Ming Xueer was furious at this time, and her slender jade hands kept stirring the corners of her clothes, her rosy mouth raised, and she didn't answer.

He shook his head helplessly, and Xuanqing ordered that in a while, outside the hall, a disciple of the outer sect brought fresh fruits and brewed several pots of tea to deliver them. The crowd divided the guests and hosts to sit down. However, considering Lu Qing's performance just now, many people secretly left the seats around him with a smile on their faces.

Without any expression, Lu Qing laughed at himself and still walked to the last one to sit down, then silent.

The people had a lot of fun talking, mainly Xuanqing and Yi Ruoyu. Their extraordinary conversation and extensive knowledge made everyone admire him, and many people even looked at Yi Ruoyu's beautiful face and looked at him with admiration. In addition, Ming Xueer returned to her previous liveliness, grabbed an apple on the table and ate it hard. Her eyes kept flashing, and she aimed in Lu Qing's direction from time to time. That made Lu Qing's heart tremble inexplicably.

After talking for more than an hour, everyone dispersed one after another, while Yi Ruoyu politely declined Xuanqing's retention and took Suyun and Ming Xueer back to Piaomiao Peak.

Stepping on the bluestone slabs of Chaoyang Palace, Lu Qing's thoughts were quiet. He felt the cool air flow of the Divine Court's sea of ​​consciousness while walking. Lu Qing knew that he had successfully entered the first part of the Soul Refining Art: Soul Refining Art. After entering the Soul Refining Art, as long as Lu Qing uses the Soul Refining Art, even if he closes his eyes, he will be visible in the slightest distance of the body ten feet away. Every grass and tree is even more visible, as if there are a little more different colors, which is more vital.

As he walked along the way, when he passed by the library, Lu Qing's heart suddenly moved and walked in. The two middle-aged outer disciples were guarding the door. Subconsciously, Lu Qing's soul refining technique moved, and an invisible wave of self-consciousness swept out, but he could not tell the sharp sword element, the swordsman level, and the specific heavenly position in the two of them.

He was stunned, but in front of others, Lu Qing quickly calmed down his mood, showed his identity card and walked in with the respectful and envious eyes of the two of them.

The library is divided into three floors, the first floor is some miscellaneous records, mainland records, biography of characters, etc. The second floor is the sword technique and the collection of sword Yuangong, and the third floor is ancient documents. Except for the first floor, external disciples must obtain permission from the deacon’s guardian to enter the second floor, while internal disciples only need to ask for permission on the third floor. This is the difference in identity.

Without going up to the second floor, Lu Qing went directly into the room on the first floor. There were no disciples of the inner sect, only about twenty outer sects. Obviously, these people were a little surprised by Lu Qing's arrival. In their eyes, when the disciples of the inner sect came to the library, they almost went straight to the second floor. After all, cultivation is the most important to them. It is obviously unwise to spend time on the chatting and discourse on the first floor. Except for those of them, those who have no future, it is difficult to see the disciples of the inner sect appear on the first floor in a year.

In the awe-inspiring eyes of the disciples, Lu Qingmai stepped into the street paved with square black bricks. On both sides of the street were ancient pear blossom bookshelf, which exuded the fragrance of anticorrosion medicinal materials. His eyes searched on the bookshelf. When he walked, there were standing outer disciples who made way for him from time to time.

Before I knew it, I turned a few bends and came to the innermost part of the first floor. There was no one here on the left. After looking at the three words clearly written on the bookshelf: The spirit beast has different ambitions, Lu Qing couldn't help but lit up his eyes.

After looking at nearly two hundred books in the six rows, Lu Qing took out a book called Zixia Spiritual Beast Book. Perhaps because of the age, the pages of the book have turned yellow and the paper is a little crisp. After carefully looking through half an hour, Lu Qing suddenly had a lit look and found such a passage on the last few pages of the book:

The beast ruins are located in the north by the Qingfan-level sect, Yuquan City of Qingyu Sect, and the south by the Zixia Sect Sunset City. It is more than fifty miles away. There are many strange spirit beasts in the middle. It is rumored that there are fourth-level thunder pythons appearing.

Thunder Python, a fourth-level spiritual beast, a tenth-level spiritual beast, a thunder dragon blood branch, a mature person is twenty feet long, a thicker person is thunder horn, a half-meter-long head, a purple flake-shaped scale armor, densely covered with lightning, and it is difficult to damage without Qingfan's magic sword. The attack can spit purple thunder and lightning. The thunder horn can condense thunder and is invincible, and can make a top-level Qingfan level divine sword. Its strength is comparable to that of ordinary sword masters who have just entered the Sword King level. There is a certain opportunity to advance, and the text is unknown.

Originally, he had a certain imagination in his heart, but when he saw these words, Lu Qing couldn't help but be shocked by the powerful strength of the Thunder Python. According to the Zixia Spirit Beast Record, ordinary fourth-level adult spirit beasts can be compared to the peak power of the Sword Lord, and the powerful ones can face two or three at the same time. However, with the fourth-level energy, this Thunder Python can actually be comparable to the sword master who has just entered the Sword King Xiaotian throne.

Is this the power of the Thunder Dragon bloodline? Lu Qing couldn't help but think, as the authentic tenth-level spirit beast Thunder Dragon has, how powerful is it? Is it really as powerful as the sword ancestor?

Shaking his head to interrupt his thoughts, Lu Qing smiled bitterly, these are not what he should care about now, and facing each other with his own strength is a matter of destruction of both souls and souls.

After satisfying his curiosity, Lu Qing returned to Zizhuyuan. Now he is the only one left in Zizhuyuan. Although he is quiet, he is sometimes a little lonely.

Three days later, Xuanqing gave some affairs to the left-behind guardian and went down the mountain alone. Although everyone was a little confused, no one dared to say anything.

Two more days later, on this day, Lu Qing sat cross-legged by the Mingyue Lake, with purple light flashing from time to time on his body. On his slightly thinner and more resolute face, a faint purple mist spread over it, making people feel a gentle but thick smell out of thin air.

The Heart Refining Sword was inserted straight on one side, with drops of crystal water droplets on it, shining brightly in the sun. It was obvious that Lu Qing had just finished practicing swords. It was noon at this time, and the sun was warm and gentle, but Lu Qing was always a little restless while sitting there. There was a breeze around him, rolling up the dead leaves on the ground and circling, and there was a tendency to gradually increase. At this time, Lu Qing's Soul Refining Skills in the Sea of ​​Consciousness were also operating at the same time, and the range of ten feet was within control.

roar--

A huge white-horned tiger, more than meter long, rushed out of the stone path on one side, its fur was wet, and three foot-long wounds on its pure white waist and abdomen were bleeding. The scarlet flesh inside was obviously broken by a sharp claw, and half of the sharp yellow horn on its head was exposed, revealing a circle of blood vessels in the center, and the gurgling plasma emerged from it, and the entire tiger's head seemed to have just been salvaged from the blood.

The brown tiger eyes, the big fist, were filled with blood and fear, and the bloody mouth was gasping for breath. At this time, Lu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged, was obviously startled, and his hair stood up all over his body. When he saw that he was just a thin creature, he roared towards Lu Qing as if he was angry.

As soon as his eyes opened, the horned tiger felt a flash of light flashing in the thin creature's eyes. The beast's heart was cold for no reason, and his body was about to pass by Lu Qing.

call----

With a sneer, Lu Qing made an instant move, and the Lianxin Sword swept out in reverse to his right arm. The sword energy filled the sword's body in an instant. A purple light flashed, and a sob sound came from the air.

With a snap, the sword body slashed under the jaw of Kouhu. The flesh suddenly sank deep, and the throat bone was smashed by the fierce force of the Xinliu Sword. Even a scream could not be made. The injured Kouhu lost his voice, only a pair of big eyes slammed, filled with a deep despair.

This horned tiger is just an ordinary beast, and at most it can only be considered a more powerful one among them, let alone being injured. It is not the opponent of Lu Qing, the sword servant who is about to build the foundation. Even a sword servant with a newborn sword energy can be dealt with with with caution.

However, Lu Qing didn't care about this. Looking up, at some point, the sun was gradually covered by a continuous cloud, and the air became a little dull.

Chiu-chiu-chiu-chiu-

Groups of long-mouthed doves were disturbed by some unknown reason, and their gray-brown feathers fell into the air.

As soon as Lu Qing moved his heart, he quickly passed through the stone path. The further he went out, the ground under his foot began to tremble slightly, and from time to time there were fierce hissings and roars coming from a distance, with a loud and panic sound, but Lu Qing felt a breath of power that could not be resisted from these sounds.

Is it a spirit beast? Lu Qing thought to himself. (Ten Steps to the Newcomer List, urgently asking for recommendation votes and collections. I hope everyone can help you generously and let ten steps kill one person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles away, and kill to the top ten!)
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