Chapter 33: Fighting Nether Fire (Thanks to the monthly evaluation votes, 5,000-word update)
Thinking of An Qingmiao, An Qingli frowned slightly.
In this life, things seemed to have changed, but they seemed to have stayed the same. As expected, An Qingmiao still went to the Tianyin Sect with resentment towards the An family.
It's just that in the previous life, An Qingmiao hated the An family for not protecting her, or for deliberately half-heartedly selling her to the old monster Yuanying of the Tianyin Sect; but in this life, An Qingmiao hated the An family for being unfair, and would rather give her two lives.
An Qingli with spiritual roots was sent to a large sect, and he did not plan a future for her with a single water spiritual root.
With An Qingmiao's temperament of hating anyone he catches, it would be strange not to hate An Qingli to death.
In addition, An Qingjin revealed with an ugly look that An Qingmiao scolded all the Yuanying ancestors who protected her back to the clan, and also relied on the power of the Tianyin Sect to scold the Yuanying ancestors in public for being incompetent. It was pitiful for the ancestors to
He was seriously injured while protecting her from returning to the family. An Qingmiao's scolding of Yuan Ying's ancestor in public spread widely and made many family members laugh. The whole An family was so angry that they vomited blood.
The An family didn't want the white-eyed wolf who had caused such a huge disaster, and they didn't dare to have it. They quickly erased An Qingmiao from the family tree, not daring to have anything to do with An Qingmiao.
Moreover, according to An Qingjin, it turned out that before An Qingmiao rebelled against the clan, the senior officials of the An family were inexplicably unhappy with An Qingmiao. Even another Yuanying ancestor who met her for the first time,
Everyone felt disgusted when they saw her.
Monks who have cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm have a certain understanding of the cause and effect of heaven. This kind of inexplicable displeasure does not come for nothing.
Therefore, when the two Yuan Ying ancestors decided to expel An Qingmiao from the clan, they were not reluctant to part with her, even though she had an extremely rare single water spirit root, even though it was very likely that she could cultivate Yuanying and become another ancestor of the An family.
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An Qingli was silent after hearing this, thinking that An Qingmiao in his previous life had wiped out the entire An family, and it was strange that these big guys could like An Qingmiao.
"Hey, I have another enemy, one of my own."
An Qingli sighed, set up a ban, and entered the Mustard Seed space with the spiritual fruits harvested from Xiaojing Lake.
In the mustard seed space, An Qingli is the master. There is no need to use spiritual power. With just a slight movement of his mind, countless spiritual fruits fly from all directions and fall into the river in front of him.
An Qingli poured the spiritual fruits collected from Xiaojing Lake into the river. After the river water washed the spiritual fruits clean, he thought about it and classified the spiritual fruits into wine vats.
There is no need to do it himself. An Qingli sits cross-legged on the ground and uses his mind to mobilize these spiritual fruits to fly in the air. Some wine tanks contain pure fruit wine, while others contain several kinds of spiritual fruits mixed with spiritual herbs, brewed with special effects.
Spiritual wine.
These spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs are all high-grade, and the brewed spiritual wine has a purer taste, stronger spiritual power, and better medicinal effects than those sold in the market.
An Qingli sealed the prepared spiritual wines in jars, recorded the wine names and medicinal effects, buried more than half of them on the spot, took out the rest, buried many in Xiaojing Lake, and buried the rest.
Gave it to An Qingjin.
An Qingjin's wine-making recipes were not obtained for free, especially some of them were specially marked with exclusive secret recipes, so An Qingli paid special attention to those wines with exclusive secret recipes and gave An Qingjin an extra jar.
An Qingjin held the wine jar happily. Although some of them were exclusive secret recipes, the ingredients were hard to find, and there were only a few recipes. Now not only were the ingredients complete, but they were also high-end ingredients. He returned the favor, which was a lot more honorable, wasn't it?
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After giving away the wine, An Qingli took the initiative to challenge An Qingjin. An Qingjin was naturally happy to accompany him, but also reminded him that he would not be merciful just because of these good wines.
"Each other."
An Qingli, who held the Wanxiang Pearl in her mouth, changed her appearance, and went to the sect's fighting ring with An Qingjin. Over the years, she had been practicing her skills with monsters in the mustard space, and she was able to fight so well that the monsters became angry when they saw her.
The two groups fight, but there are few opportunities to practice with others.
The fighting arena is a designated sparring position within the sect. There are 999 large and small ones, located on a large flat land between Wanfa Peak and Hundred Formation Peak.
That large circular flat land was not formed naturally. There were even several peaks with dense vegetation standing there in the beginning, but they were moved to other places by the great powers of our ancestors.
Qi training disciples do not have their own independent caves, and monks who have already established foundations fight privately. The destructive power is too strong, so most of the disciples in the sect who are interested in competing choose to fight in the ring.
There are grooves on one side of the fighting ring. As long as a small amount of spiritual stones are put into the ring, a transparent barrier will rise up to prevent the monk's mana from leaking out during the fight and spreading to other places.
Moreover, every arena with raised restrictions is guarded by dedicated deacons and elders to prevent the disciples from getting carried away during the competition and causing unnecessary deaths.
The fighting arena was always lively. An Qingli and An Qingjin waited for a cup of tea before they found an empty space for Qi training disciples to compete. They quickly put the spirit stones into the grooves and raised the restriction.
"bring it on!"
An Qingjin had long known that An Qingli's cultivation was not caused by the force of pills. As soon as he came on the stage, he was very energetic. He reached forward with his right arm and grasped it out of thin air, and a golden spear lay in his hand.
An Qingli also made a move with his right hand, and a fire attribute flying sword flew out around his body.
After a visit to the Lingshan Tower, both of them have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and no one is inferior to the other in terms of cultivation.
"excuse me!"
An Qingjin shouted loudly, and relying on his metallic and domineering attack power, he stepped forward and struck An Qingli's head with a shot.
The spear seemed to have ten thousand spears, like a mountain, one after another, one upon another, pressing towards An Qingli.
An Qingli slightly bent his knees, raised his sword to block, and relied on his body strength in the middle stage of foundation building to take the shot.
"Boom~"
Weapons met at hand-to-hand combat, and the golden and fire aura attached to the weapons' blades collided with each other, causing a bright light and a loud sound.
An Qingjin shouted loudly again, and then his whole body was shrouded in golden light. His arms suddenly bulged, his sleeves and robes were shattered, exposing the veins on his arms. He twisted the gun with his fingers and exerted brute force.
His set of gold-based exercises were passed down from his ascended ancestors, and can only be practiced if the purity of the gold spirit root is as high as eight. There are already physical cultivation methods in it.
With such brute force as a mountain, An Qingli's blood surged all over his body, and his body dwarfed. Half of his body instantly fell into the ground before he could stabilize himself.
If her body strength hadn't reached the middle stage of foundation building, all the bones in her body would have been broken under this brute force.
The tiger's mouth was open, and An Qingli raised his sword to support it with difficulty. Suddenly, his wrist swiveled, and the flying sword slashed diagonally downwards. With its fierce sword light, it struck at An Qingjin's legs.
The two of them made ruthless moves as soon as they got together. After testing each other's background, they showed no mercy.
I saw An Qingjin quickly spin around to avoid the sword light, sweeping the golden gun in his hand, and using his domineering edge, countless golden tiger heads opened their mouths, roaring and biting An Qingli.
The golden tiger is extremely solid, as if it were made of gold and stone. It far exceeds the power of ordinary Qi training, and the ferocity, violence and hardness of metal spells are fully displayed.
A powerful tiger roar seized the momentum, and then the tiger roars spread everywhere.
An Qingli quickly escaped from the pit and chopped off the roaring tiger's head with one sword. At the same time, he flew towards the opponent, held the sword in both hands, and slashed straight down with all his strength. The sharp sword energy condensed into a half-man-high sword.
The blood-red crescent moon shot towards An Qingjin again.
An Qingjin made a seal with one hand, and a round golden shield was protected in front of him.
The blood-red crescent moon came with such force that it actually broke through the shield.
An Qingjin was horrified, that shouldn't be the attack strength of 70% of the fire spirit root!
But he couldn't think too much at the moment. An Qingjin hurriedly ducked sideways and was still injured on his left leg, but he didn't care. He let out a loud bang and jumped after him. His spear danced upwards, and those golden tiger heads swarmed upwards.
Pounce on the green fence and fly your legs in the air.
The golden tiger head is like a boundless wheat wave, roaring from bottom to top.
An Qingli was in the air, and he immediately raised his sword to protect himself, and retreated hastily to avoid its sharp edge. The opponent's golden spirit root purity was as high as nine, and he used a gun as a weapon. His attack was really domineering. An Qingli deliberately wanted to drag the opponent down until he weakened.
, and won it in one fell swoop.
When An Qingjin saw An Qingli retreating, he instantly understood An Qingli's plan, and without blinking, he let the Crescent Slash pass by, just to gain the half-breath opportunity!
Regardless of the injuries that were visible to the bones, An Qingjin pursued with a gun. Without any hesitation, he stabbed forward with another spear, and countless golden tiger heads came roaring towards him.
He wants a quick victory!
The golden tiger took advantage of the spear, but it came too fast. An Qingli had nowhere to use his strength in mid-air and was unable to dodge. He was bitten by the golden tiger's head, and his legs immediately burst into blood.
But how could An Qingli make An Qingjin's life easier? Relying on his strong spiritual power reserve, he swung his sword into an afterimage before he could land on the ground, and several Crescent Sword Qi, varying horizontally and vertically, slashed at An Qingjin one after another.
An Qingjin was so miserable that he hurriedly avoided the first few sword energy, but failed to avoid the last one. The blood-red crescent moon broke through the shield, leaving a long scar on his chest.
Despite this, the two still refused to give in, their bodies were covered in blood, and their fighting spirit became even higher.
"Roar~"
There was another roar of tigers, violent and violent.
"go!"
With a low voice, he slashed with his sword, splitting the red crescent moon into two parts, and then split the two parts into four parts. In an instant, he cut off the attacking golden tiger, and then merged into one, slashing at the man holding the gun.
On the fighting ring, red sword energy and golden spears were fighting together, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.
We can look forward to these two sons! The deacons and elders who were watching the battle nodded with satisfaction.
On the surrounding arenas, there were fights and discussions everywhere, but nowhere was it as intense as this one. The qi training disciples waiting for a vacant seat all around gathered around and had a heated discussion about the two people in the arena who were risking their lives.
Especially those disciples in the early and middle stages of Qi training, with great admiration, they watched the competition between the two Qi practitioners on the stage with their eyes wide open, and listened with their ears open to the comments of those high-level disciples.
Some people say that metal attacks are the most domineering, and the attack of the golden spiritual root on the stage is particularly domineering. It must be the golden spiritual root that uses the gun that wins.
Others said that the Huo Linggen was skillful and dexterous in wielding the sword, and was half a minute faster without losing his ruthlessness. The Huo Linggen who wielded the sword must be the winner.
As a result, another gambling game with an unknown outcome started under the ring. Two days ago, a Lei Linggen and a Fenglinggen faced off on the ring. The game was even more lively than now, and even several buildings
All the disciples participated and placed bets.
Half an hour later, it was An Qingli who relied on the "Secret of Rejuvenation of All Things" and whose spiritual power reserves were even better than An Qingjin's to win this hearty victory.
An Qingjin is very strong. He has been exercising since he was born. He is currently practicing the An family's most powerful metal-based exercise "Tiger Roaring Universe". He is warlike, often competes with others, has rich fighting experience, and the most important thing is
, the purity of his golden spiritual root is as high as nine, and his attack power is extremely amazing.
However, An Qingli was still the winner in the end, and it was true that she had beaten those monsters in the space for many years. In particular, several second-level vampire bats known for their speed were raised by her to the third level with elixirs, which are equivalent to human beings.
In the early stages of foundation building, the monster became her regular sparring partner.
An Qingjin, who had exhausted his spiritual power, collapsed on his back on the ring and cried out in joy. No matter whether it was within the clan, the Tianyun Sect, or training outside, he had never encountered such a strong and unyielding female cultivator as An Qingli.
.However, during the competition in the ring, most of them agreed not to take the spirit-boosting elixir, otherwise he would not necessarily lose.
An Qingli, who was covered in blood, gave An Qingjin some elixirs to heal his wounds, and left a jade slip of his own to inform An Qingjin that he didn't want to be disturbed by too many people and planned to stay in Fengjin.
Yu Secret Realm acts alone.
An Qingjin understood what she meant and didn't force it. After he recovered his strength and healed his wounds, he picked out his favorite wine and put it away. Then he held the wine jar and went to look for the drunkards one by one to return the favor.
"This wine is quite potent, so be careful when drinking it."
When An Qingjin left, he still remembered his advice. Some drunkards couldn't help but secretly opened the jar and took a look. When they saw the good stuff in the jar and felt the rich spiritual energy in the jar, they shook their hands and quickly sucked it in.
After two sips, they hurriedly sealed the wine jar again, and had to wait for a while to taste the spiritual wine again.
After the brewing business came to an end, An Qingli hung a sign for retreat outside the small earthen kiln, set up a ban and formally retreated to prepare for the Fengyu Secret Realm.
High-level talismans and array plates require familiarity with their usage and effects, and the domineering fire-attribute technique "Eight Desolate Netherworld Techniques" also requires practice and comprehension. In addition, "Rejuvenation Technique of All Things" must not be left behind.
If possible, An Qingli would really like to stay in seclusion for another three to five years.
Just a few months passed by, and the Fengyu Secret Realm was about to open.
An Qingli counted the days until he could leave seclusion. He turned his palm upwards, and suddenly a cluster of strange and quiet black flames appeared in his palm.
That's right, it's a black flame, not the usual yellow or red, but black, the color of netherworld flames.
In the past few months, she had been operating the fire-attributed spiritual power over and over again as described in the technique, traveling around and attacking the blood orifices in her body.
There are a total of 720 acupuncture points in the monk's body, that is, 720 blood orifices. The first stage of practicing "Eight Desolate Netherworld Fires" is to use these blood orifices in the body according to the techniques and order described in the exercise.
, repeatedly cleanse them one by one with fire attribute spiritual power, and then pour the fire attribute spiritual power into them, until the spiritual power in the blood orifices is full and has the potential to overflow.
It sounds simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult. Not to mention the pain of the spiritual power hitting the blood orifice repeatedly, just filling the blood orifice with spiritual power requires continuous operation of the technique, which takes a long time.
Moreover, cultivating high-level skills is just like a monk's advancement and breakthrough. The further you go, the slower and more difficult it becomes. It often takes a long time to advance to a small level.
She had been practicing hard for four or five months. She had just opened the first blood orifice and had only half of her spiritual power poured into it. She didn't know when the remaining 719 blood orifices would be filled. She worked day and night without stopping.
Without bottlenecks, it would still take four to five hundred years, and this is still the first stage of the technique.
Therefore, in the world of cultivation, it is normal for monks to practice asceticism in seclusion. This is especially true for those big guys who don't have to worry about their livelihood and trivial matters. They can stay in seclusion for tens or even hundreds of years without caring about worldly affairs.
As for those who are wandering around, there are also many casual cultivators who are running for a living, or disciples from famous sects who specially go out to practice, or they have encountered a bottleneck in their cultivation and have to go out and look for opportunities. Like some who transform into gods to overcome tribulations.
Big brother, there are people who have been traveling for five or six hundred years without returning to the sect, just like the previous peak master on Wanfa Peak.
Since An Qingli had acquired the high-level skills that others dreamed of, especially the heaven-level skills on the ninth floor of the Hidden Gong Pavilion, he was naturally willing to practice hard. If he complained that this skill was time-consuming and difficult to practice, he would be extremely stupid.
However, this Nether Flame did not disappoint her, it was really overbearing.
In the Mustard Seed Space, An Qingli, who had only activated half of his blood orifice spiritual power, used this netherworld fire to burn several thick-skinned fourth-level monsters, which were equivalent to those of human monks.
Late basic stage.
Ordinary water could not extinguish this netherworld fire. An Qingli used the rain condensation technique to test it.
The netherworld fire was like a maggot attached to the bone, clinging to the thick and hard skin of the monster beasts, burning darkly, as if it was going to burn from the skin down to the inside, until these monster beasts were burned to ashes.
At first, the monster could forcefully remain calm, but gradually it was tortured to the point where it rolled on the ground and screamed repeatedly.
An Qingli looked at the dark black flames and knew that the netherworld fire burned so warmly because her training time was still short. If she could give it time, she could fill a few more blood orifices to solidify the netherworld fire and burn these four
It's just a matter of a few breaths for a monster to become a monster.
Those monster beasts rolled all over the ground but could not extinguish the black fire on their bodies. They could only roll into the river with black fire all over their bodies, but it did not work. In the end, they had to cut off their legs and tails, and looked at An Qingli with fear and sadness.
In the Mustard Seed Space, the only few fourth-level monsters are here, and they will all be An Qingli's training partners in the future, so An Qingli did not treat them badly and left healing pills and a few new mature ones.
of spiritual fruit.
An Qingli, who had come out of cultivation, pressed his palm to retract the black flame, moved his nose, and smelled the aroma of wine.
It seems that the spirit wine buried in Xiaojing Lake is ready to be opened for tasting.
An Qingli used his sword to go to the place where the wine was buried. He only saw a big pit and a few broken empty jars.
"What's going on? Who is so careless?" An Qingli frowned. In this forbidden area of Spiritual Medicine Peak, except for her, the master and the little fox, outsiders are not allowed to enter.
Moreover, the little fox and the master are not impetuous people. Even if they take wine, they will never break the wine jar.
Then how come she had buried hundreds of jars of wine, large and small, and everything was moved away?
The little fox, which had lost its fur, came out of the fox den and said bitterly: "It was a thief. I haven't been beaten."
"Who dares to come to our Xiaojing Lake to steal things?" An Qingli picked up the injured little fox and comforted him gently, "Where's the master? He doesn't care?" Xiaojing Lake is a forbidden area in the Spiritual Medicine Peak, and even the master of a sect is not allowed to do so.
No trespassing allowed.
"Mu Sheng is refining elixirs in seclusion. Well, he asked me to give this jasper fruit core to you." The little fox raised his paws angrily, "It's a pity that there are so many good wines. Mu Sheng and I only tasted a little bit.
Just a little bit!”
An Qingli put the fruit core into the mustard seed space, picked out a high-level healing elixir and gave it to the little fox to take, and asked: "Do you know who the wine thief is?"
Not me! The little Lingxi in the mustard space hurriedly spoke out to show his innocence, who had allowed him to steal ten low-grade spiritual stones from An Qingli and many things from the An family before.
An Qingli understood that during the past few months of seclusion, the little Lingxi had been eating and sleeping in the Mustard Seed Space. In his spare time, he made garlands of poisonous weeds and ate them.
"I know!" the little fox said viciously, "It's those guys from the forbidden area in the back mountain!"
"The forbidden area behind the mountain?"
The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched. The forbidden area in the back mountain of Tianyun Sect is where the big bosses of Tianyun Sect gather. You must at least be a god to enter.
The forbidden area is very mysterious. There are hundreds of thousands of capable people and strangers in the world of cultivation who want to visit the forbidden area of Tianyun Sect, but they all have the fate to enter but not the life to get out.
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