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Chapter 463 The plot development is wrong

"Ding! Experience 274!"

"Ding! "Yunxiao Ling Sword Art" proficiency is 112!"

"Ding! "Du Tiangang Formation" proficiency level 79!"

"Ding! Obtain the "Soul-Splitting Incarnation Method"!"

...

"Soul-Splitting Incarnation Method", a blue-quality exercise, collecting specified materials, you can split the character's image and operate it separately.

Preconditions: Pass the assessment of independent two-line operation in the brain domain.

"Huh? There is another precondition. This is the first time I have seen a precondition skill with preconditions. I don't know what it will look like in the real world..."

Yi Ming took away the flying sword and the formation flag, watched the white light go away, waved gently to the iron-armored dragon, and then flew away.

...

The "Soul-Split Incarnation Method" uses materials containing vitality as the basis to refine it into a human form, inject the soul-Split Concrete Seal to generate a true soul guide, and then reflect it with its own true spirit, refine the material to become a human, forming an incarnation outside the body.

The biggest advantage of this technique is that it does not need to split the soul and consume the foundation, but cultivates the soul power and replicates it into its own true spirit, reaching the level of two sides of the body and incarnation outside the body.

Opening his eyes, the content of the "Soul-Segment Incarnation Technique" flashed through Yi Ming's eyes one by one, and reflected into his soul sea of ​​consciousness.

"nice one!"

Even better, Yi Ming happens to be in short supply of materials that can refine the soul split incarnation.

Thousands of spiritual plants are all full of vitality, just suitable for refining the soul-dividing incarnation.

...

"I am indeed possessed by the Emperor of Europe!" Yi Ming came out of the guest room and found that Bei Xueqing was still experiencing it in the guest room.

"Sir Yi, haven't you just entered?" Bai Rongrong asked in surprise.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yi Ming nodded, a little too happy. He forgot to enter and exit the game for a moment. Even if he had just browsed and familiarized himself with "Soul Dividing Incarnation Technique", less than an hour had passed.

"By the way, I went out with Luo Shi just now. Guess who we met?" Bai Rongrong suddenly smiled.

"Hmm?" Yi Ming was confused for a moment, "You still know people here?"

This is the boundary of Mingjian Mountain in the Central Region, hundreds of thousands of miles away from Jinghu Palace. They have just arrived here, how could there be someone they know?

Unless you just met...

And what Bai Rongrong mentioned just now...

"Su Chen happened to be with us?" Yi Ming asked.

"No, it's not Su Chen." Luo Shi shook her head.

Yi Ming guessed wrong once, and they no longer kept insincere. Luo Shi continued, "It's the boy in black who has good swordsmanship, the Qi Refining Cultivator who had discussed with you at the sword fighting conference."

"Hey, his swordsmanship is good. Didn't he be taken away by Ming Jianshan?" Yi Ming asked.

The boy in black is not weak in talent. Even if he is not as good as Su Chen and Bei Xueqing, he still has the top talent for swordsmanship. Ming Jianshan doesn’t look down on it?

Yi Ming and the others only spent a night on the mountain. With the strength of the Qi Refining Cultivator, they could only come here from Doujian Cliff.

In other words, the boy in black was not invited to go up the mountain by Mingjian Mountain, but allowed him to leave on his own.

Bai Rongrong shook her head, "We didn't pay attention at that time, but judging from the time, he shouldn't have been taken away by Mingjianshan.

I remember when we left, I heard that some monks who performed well at the sword fighting conference had the opportunity to ask the Jindan ancestor of Mingjian Mountain for advice on swordsmanship and were still staying on the mountain."

"That's it." Yi Ming nodded and rubbed his chin, "So, Ming Jianshan pulls people, only look at the strength of the sword, not the comparison of cultivation?"

The performance of the boy in black is indeed not strong in terms of the strength of the sword, which is the level of a general monk in the middle and middle stage of Ningyuan.

But the problem is that he is in the late stage of Qi refining!

The comparison between cultivation level and swordsmanship is amazing.

"According to what others say, look at the monks' performance." Luo Shi shook his head, "This statement is actually very false and there is no fixed number."

Yi Ming nodded, but did not continue to complain about Mingjianshan’s sword fighting conference.

The conference has been held for thousands of years and has always been such a standard and has always been smooth. It is not his turn to interfere.

...

They just saw the incident about the boy in black, and they mentioned it in curiosity. Of course, they also mentioned it even though it had nothing to do with them.

The next day, Bei Xueqing sorted out the gains from fighting swords and left the confinement, so several people left the inn and left the city.

The few of them had just come down from Mingjian Mountain and had no destination at this time, so they did not fly in the air. They just walked casually in the mountains and forests to watch the mountains and enjoy the scenery.

"Where are we going next?" Bai Rongrong asked, "Come on the way west?"

Bei Xueqing and Luo Shi both looked at Yi Ming.

They left Qianying City. In order to leave the sphere of influence of Weihai Sect and Tuling Sect as soon as possible, they headed west to Mingjian Mountain, which happened to be a sword fighting conference.

At this time, where should they go?

Yi Ming blinked, and he knew what the few people meant. In fact, it was OK, just let him make an idea.

Continue to go west, that is the rhythm of crossing Tianwuzhou.

"Or it can..." Yi Ming had just said halfway through his words, and his spiritual sense moved and looked at the woods ahead.

"Bang!"

Four figures broke through a bush and appeared in front of Yi Ming and others.

“Huh?”

Yue Linyuan looked up and saw the sword cultivator who defeated him at the sword fighting conference a few days ago.

However, before he could react, several flying swords arrived.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Several flying swords slashed each other, making a series of crisp sounds.

"Yue Linyuan, you can't escape. Come and get killed!"

But as soon as the man finished speaking, a sword light flew over and poked him into each other.

The other two men's expressions changed drastically, but they still did not avoid or escape and took the opportunity to attack.

Yi Ming and others looked at each other and were ready to leave.

"Several fellow Taoists, please take action and help us stop this little thief. Our Wushan Sect will be rewarded with great retribution!"

Yi Ming, “…”

The plot is not going well this time. It’s not that the victim asked for help, but that the murderer could not bear it.

When Yi Ming couldn't see it, was it actually these disciples of Wushan Sect who chased the boy in black first?

I don’t know how many people have been killed, but now there are only two left, so I can’t stand it anymore.

Seeing his opponent asking for help, Yue Linyuan was not nervous or panicked, but still attacked the two of them with one sword at a time.

He fought with Yi Ming and saw the sword competition between Yi Ming and Su Chen. He knew that Yi Ming was the first in this sword fighting conference and was respectfully invited by Ming Jianshan.

Such people are either the Jindan ancestor or the late stage of the Condensation Yuan. Will they care about the greetings of several minions in the Qi Refining Stage?

Sure enough, Yi Ming and others didn't care about their summons, turned around and prepared to leave.

They were not prepared to interfere with the grudge between the boy in black and the Wushan Sect.

"Crack!" Yue Linyuan killed another person.

The remaining man's expression changed in shock, and he waved his flying sword and wanted to escape.

At this moment, a white stream of light fell from the sky and appeared at the battle scene.

"Uncle Master!" The last remaining monk in Wushan Sect shouted in surprise.
Chapter completed!
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