After the visitors from the City Lord's Mansion left, Ling Qingzhu immediately found He Wenlong who was still practicing swordplay like an ordinary person.

"Although one and a half months is a bit short, you have the foundation of Soul Forging Realm, and I will explain it myself. Let me see your progress." Ling Qingzhu took out a long sword from the storage ring.

Sword, pointing at He Wenlong and said.

Competition and sparring are always the best way to test a person's progress.

Moreover, both sides have suppressed their cultivation to the level of ordinary people. This is not the first time that Ling Qingzhu has sparred with He Wenlong.

Although the growth of kendo only depends on personal understanding, with Ling Qingzhu personally demonstrating every realm of kendo as a demonstration, even a pig can make some achievements.

Regarding Ling Qingzhu's proposal, He Wenlong, who was new to kendo, was also very interested.

The sword is the king of all weapons, and the way of swordsmanship also plays a role in cultivating one's moral character. If He Wenlong is determined to pursue the path of swordsmanship, his character will definitely change as his level of swordsmanship reaches a higher level in the future, not to mention becoming a gentleman.

The sharp sword glow emanated from the long sword, a spiritual weapon. Under the condition of suppressing his cultivation, He Wenlong had no mercy at all against Ling Qingzhu.

In response to this, Ling Qingzhu calmly faced him with his sword. He deflected the stabbing sword away with an upward move. Then the sword in his hand stuck to the opponent like a maggot attached to the bone and stabbed him with the sword body.

on the opponent's neck.

"Yes, there has been progress. It takes one and a half months to achieve this level, which is considered qualified. However, the foundation is still too weak. Without the support of cultivation, the swordsmanship is full of flaws. It can't even avoid such a simple sword. It still needs

Continue to practice diligently." Ling Qingzhu nodded and commented.

Although Jian Mang is only the first level among the seven realms of Sword Dao and is relatively easy to comprehend, a beginner like He Wenlong who knows nothing about Sword Dao can master Jian Mang in just one and a half months. He is already considered a genius in Sword Dao.

You know, back then Ling Qingzhu..., forget it, just don't mention it.

Swordsmanship is too focused on understanding. If Ling Qingzhu hadn't had the opportunity to continuously improve her understanding to the level of a peerless genius in her previous life, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Although He Wenlong was a genius in swordsmanship beyond Ling Qingzhu's expectation, if he did not have the opportunity to improve his understanding in the future, his highest achievements in his life would only remain at the fourth level of swordsmanship, unable to break through.

He Wenlong felt that he was in good condition today and felt that he could hold on to a few more moves this time. However, after taking action, he did not expect to be defeated by one move just like the previous times. He immediately realized the power of swordsmanship even more.

Ling Qingzhu didn't say much after his comments, and went directly to the next ability test and said: "Now let's test the results of your soul's cultivation, attack me with the Jingshen thorn with all your strength."

"Attack you? No, it's too risky. Let's find other ways to test."

He Wenlong was shocked when he heard Ling Qingzhu's request.

After practicing the divine soul technique and divine soul martial arts, He Wenlong already knows how important the divine soul is to a monk. A request like Ling Qingzhu's is tantamount to asking someone to stab her. An attack on the divine soul is even more serious than being stabbed.

"Well, that's fine. Since you won't attack me, I'll use illusion on you. Illusion is safer and not as good as before. This time I want you to resist with all your strength." Ling Qingzhu didn't insist and immediately responded to He Wenlong.

The request proposes an alternative safe testing method.

For some reason, He Wenlong always felt that there was some kind of disharmony in his heart at this moment, but he couldn't express it.

But it is true that as Ling Qingzhu said, illusion is much safer than soul attacks like Jingshen thorn.

"Before the test, release the pressure first. Those young people secretly need to be shocked." Ling Qingzhu said.

"Yeah." He Wenlong nodded.

Ling Qingzhu didn't feel the pressure of the true king, but that didn't mean that others could ignore it.

As He Wenlong completely released the True King's momentum and covered the surroundings, the True King who was hiding in the dark and watching could only contend with the True King's pressure.

Those monks below the True King realm could only struggle to hold on under the pressure of the True King, and one by one their breath was unstable and exposed.

In this way, the positions of the people who were spying in secret were exposed one by one.

The outcome of the actual battle is still unknown, but based on his realm alone, He Wenlong is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of all True King realms.

After He Wenlong released the pressure to intimidate, the people in the dark became much more honest. At least according to Ling Qingzhu's perception, those people retreated a considerable distance.

Only then did Ling Qingzhu say: "I'm going to start when you're ready."

Before He Wenlong could prepare, the moment he turned his head to meet his gaze after hearing these words, Ling Qingzhu immediately used his moon pupil to cast an illusion.

Every time Ling Qingzhu's soul breaks through, his mental power varies greatly. Before, teaching the skills through illusion required He Wenlong's active cooperation, but now He Wenlong fell directly into the control of illusion.

However, he didn't control it for long. After almost three minutes, He Wenlong started to struggle and showed a tendency to escape from the illusion. After five minutes, he was completely separated from the illusion.

One illusion spell had consumed 70% of Ling Qingzhu's mental power, but she was relieved and said: "Very good, you can rely on my illusion spell in only five minutes, which means your mental power has reached the fourth level."

, the auction will start tomorrow, someone from the City Lord’s Mansion just invited us to a banquet, let’s go to the City Lord’s Mansion first.”

Ling Qingzhu never does anything wasteful. Within five minutes of testing He Wenlong, she conveyed her plan to him: "First of all, I want to tell you to prepare yourself mentally in advance. For the sake of insurance for tomorrow's auction,

Tonight I am going to help you realize your magical powers."

He Wenlong nodded calmly, and then the two of them left the courtyard and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion in Fangquan City.

After not coming out for a month and a half, the changes in Fangquan City almost made Ling Qingzhu think that he had gone to the wrong place.

Fangquan City is now much more lively than a month and a half ago because of the auction. There are huge crowds of people everywhere, and it has also promoted the economic development of Fangquan City. It looks like going to a temple fair.

But behind this, Ling Qingzhu also saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The large number of people meant fierce competition, and even monks who couldn't win the bid killed people to seize the treasure.

There are too many monks, and there are already so many in the True King Realm. I wonder if there are any emperors in the Divine Power Realm who will also join in the fun. With He Wenlong's current cultivation level, I am afraid he will not be able to overwhelm the scene.

Ling Qingzhu and He Wenlong walked quickly and arrived at the City Lord's Mansion not long after.
Chapter completed!