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Chapter 7 Unfriendly Provocation

"Teacher, during this time, I left Xiangfeng City and visited famous teachers everywhere. Today I finally learned a new needle technique... As long as I can sew a higher-level robe than you, I will be qualified to see Mr. Liu... The Eight Meridians Awakened

, it may not be bad in this small Xiangfeng City...but looking at the entire Qinggu Kingdom, it is really ordinary."

"The entry qualifications for the nine major sects are lowered to the awakening of the six meridians... But if you want to become a true peerless genius, the nine meridians... are the foundation."

"Teacher, I begged you for three days and three nights, but you still refused to introduce me to Mr. Liu... Today you lost to your own student, which caused a great loss to your reputation, but... you asked for it all.

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Under the gaze of everyone, a beautiful figure, wearing a lavender dress, walked leisurely into the classroom... A strong aura quietly filled the air.

Cao Chuyan's face is as smooth as jade, but her eyebrows are more heroic than those of a man. She is less graceful, but more heroic, making her unforgettable at a glance.

"Chu Yan, although the spirit seam is not as mainstream as alchemy, formation, and armor casting, it is still a Tao created by countless seniors with painstaking efforts... I understand that you want to awaken the heart of the nine meridians, but the spirit seam still has to rely on the heart.

To understand.”

"Lao Liu is only obsessed with all kinds of robes. After she was injured, she became disheartened and didn't care about cultivation... It's not that the teacher is unwilling to introduce her. Even if you meet her, Lao Liu will not mention the matter of cultivation."

Shaking her head gently, Ze Yanhua felt helpless.

Cao Chuyan was her most proud disciple, and she taught her everything, but the latter only regarded her as a springboard to meet Mr. Liu... In order to meet Mr. Liu, Cao Chuyan fell out with Zeyan. This is not a secret in Xiangfeng Martial Arts Academy.

The people who came to watch the battle immediately held their breath.

Mr. Liu... is Cao Chuyan's target.

There are only two strong foundation builders in the entire Xiangfeng City... one is the city lord, and the other is Liu Lao.

Rumor has it that Liu Lao became a member of the Niao Hua Sect with his superb qualifications for awakening the Nine Meridians. Unfortunately, a beast wave broke out in the Qinggu Kingdom. Liu Lao, who was in the foundation-building stage, participated in the war and was seriously injured, losing her qualifications for the Golden Elixir... In the end, she sadly returned to Xiang.

Fengcheng takes care of herself, is obsessed with dharma robes, and never mentions cultivation...but she has the secret book of nine-vein foundation building in her hand.

The three geniuses of Xiangfeng Martial Academy.

Feng Haoyan ranks first. His father is the city lord, and sooner or later the nine meridians will awaken.

Huang Lingling, her third grandfather is the principal of Xiangfeng Martial Arts Academy. Although the latter has not yet established its foundation, Huang Lingling's background is deeper than people think.

There is only one Cao Chuyan left. Although her family is quite famous in Xiangfeng City, it is limited to Xiangfeng City... Her pride does not allow her to be inferior to others, so she tries her best to meet Mr. Liu.



"It's useless to talk nonsense... Ze Yanhua, in Niao Hua Sect, you are just an ordinary outer disciple, what qualifications do you have to teach others... As long as I defeat you, I will naturally meet Mr. Liu."

Buzz!

With a clear sound, the curtain behind the classroom fell down, revealing a huge weaving machine three people high in a burst of colorful light.

The knitting device can easily hang various silk threads and fix satin and fur... Different from ordinary Luo shirts, every pattern on the robe is superimposed with various formations, and there are even various dark pattern formations on the back of the clothes.

symbol.

Weavers, like alchemists' alchemy furnaces and weapon refiners' instruments, have various mysterious blessing effects.

This weaving machine was made by a top refining master. Ze Yanhua spent almost all her savings on it when she returned from the Niao Hua Sect.

Whoosh... whoosh...

The next second, two pieces of plain cloth floated directly in the center of the weaver. A few rays of light stretched the cloth like arms, and countless colorful silk threads came to life one after another, floating in the air like tentacles... After getting ready, just

Wait for the Spirit Sewing Master to come on stage.

This weaving machine can be used by two spiritual sewing masters to sew at the same time. Cao Chuyan and Ze Yanhua took a step forward at the same time... After pausing for a few breaths, the teacher and the student fluttered their palms, and their slender jade fingers spread out like dancing butterflies.

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At this moment, the two of them looked solemn, like the Weaver Girl in the Heavenly Palace, without any distractions.

In an instant, the spiritual threads all over the sky bloomed like clouds, and they were so beautiful... With the help of the weaving device, the two of them sewed at extremely fast speeds, which was dazzling.

"Although it is not suitable for men... but the spiritual sewing master is indeed the most elegant and beautiful sub-professional."

Ji Dongyuan gave Zhao Chu an elbow. The latter had a sea of ​​books piled behind him, his expression was solemn and unmoved... Zhao Chu had almost finished flipping through the books in the entire classroom. Of course, he only flipped through the table of contents.

Compared with the beautiful acupuncture techniques at the front desk, Zhao Chu's behavior was ugly and sensational... Even Ji Dongyuan felt disgusted and wanted to draw a line with him.



3 minutes later.

"It's appeared... look... the glow is coming... look..."

Suddenly, two rays of cyan glow bloomed above the weaving device, one behind the other... At this time, there were only some simple patterns on the two pieces of plain cloth...

Cao Chuyan glanced at Ze Yanhua with a cold look in her eyes... In terms of speed, she was still 3 seconds behind her teacher Ze Yanhua.

There are roughly four levels of vestments.

The glow suddenly rises.

Colorful.

Colorful neon red.

Nine-colored silk ribbon.

Each level up requires the unremitting efforts of the spirit seamer... Of course, with each level up, the defensive power and price of the robes also increase.



18 minutes later.

Wow, wow!

Colorful...the second stage.

Five colors, one after another, echoing each other, are dazzling.

At the same time, terrifying formation ripples were also emitted from the cloth, giving people a sense of oppression from a distance.

There was sweat on their white foreheads, and their slender jade fingers, which were as tender as onions, were also red, which made people feel distressed.

This time, Cao Chuyan was a full minute slower than the teacher.



"Teacher, what's the use of your fast speed? The limit is still colorful... Today I will use [Bing Soul Cold Needle] to break your record."

Time passed and the entire classroom fell into deathly silence.

The two robes are beginning to take shape... If you want to maximize the superposition formation, the styles and colors of the robes are almost fixed... In terms of beauty and ugliness, everyone can only see two identical clothes, but they can't.

Essentially different.

At this moment, Cao Chuyan's eight spiritual veins surged all over his body, and terrifying ripples spread out.

Strange tracks began to appear on her palms.

It was cold. The classroom suddenly became cold.

At this moment, Cao Chuyan's methods were completely separated from Ze Yanhua's.

Ze Yanhua still used her famous skill [Spiritual Snake Winding], and sewed it skillfully... She had sewn this robe hundreds of times, and she could make no mistakes with her eyes closed.

But at this time, thick frost formed on Cao Chuyan's fingers.

"Teacher, please advise me on my [Bing Soul Cold Needle]... This is a secret book that my father spent a lot of effort to buy."

After Cao Chuyan finished speaking, the entire weaving device was covered with a layer of frost... The robes she weaved were also covered with a lot of ice.



Another 20 minutes passed.

Rumble!

After a low muffled sound, the colorful neon lights flashed endlessly... Ze Yanhua's last stitch came to an end.

"well!"

Looking at the extraordinary Xia Yi, Ze Yanhua shook her head slightly... Still no breakthrough.

The colorful neon red is the bottleneck...she can't break through.



Rumble!

Click!

It seemed as if the ice cubes were breaking and another sound sounded.

At this time, the second colorful neon light bloomed, Cao Chuyan retracted her needles, and her whole body was dripping with sweat... After all, she had not really refined her Qi yet, and her spiritual power was a bit cramped after all.

But she finally completed this robe.



"It's a pity...Chu Yan, if you continue to study in Spirit Seam, you will definitely surpass me in the future...But now you are like me...I didn't lose, and you didn't win either...I'm sorry, the teacher can't lead you to disturb Mr. Liu.

.”

For three whole minutes, the entire classroom was silent.

Later, Ze Yanhua felt a little ashamed and guilty and whispered.

"Hmph...Teacher Tangtang, you fought me to a draw, and yet you still don't admit defeat...Teacher, I really don't want to say nasty things."

Cao Chuyan's beautiful eyes were filled with ice and she was furious.

Being able to tie with Ze Yanhua was already her limit... Although the provocation method was useless, she just couldn't get angry and wanted to humiliate Ze Yanhua.



Snap!

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound from the back of the classroom.

It turned out that Zhao Chu had finished reading the last page, clapped his palms, and closed the book tightly... All the foundations of spiritual sewing were integrated one by one through the mysterious Supreme Elder Su Yunyi in the demon mirror, and they were perfect and flawless...

Then it was directly instilled in the depths of Zhao Chu's mind, and he was already familiar with it.

As for slapping books, that was a bad habit that Zhao Chu had on Earth... When he was in school, after finishing his homework, he would slap it hard to vent his excitement and anger.

At this moment, Zhao Chu felt that he was the emperor of the spirit seam world and had turned the world upside down.



brush!

The next breath, countless pairs of eyes in the classroom stared at him.

Especially Cao Chuyan.

She was already very angry, and Zhao Chu's behavior was full of unfriendly provocation.


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