I'm already invincible

that's it.

Until the bright moon hangs high, the stars are shining brightly, the night is as cool as water, and the whole Xiaochi Town is peaceful, except for the intermittent sound of autumn insects.

Ye Changqing's mood gradually calmed down.

When he first came to this world of cultivating immortals, he was participating in the spiritual root test.

The disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land said that the spiritual root is the foundation of a practitioner, and the quality of the spiritual root determines the height of future achievements and the speed of cultivation.

And this is the first time I've seen someone like him who has no spiritual roots.

Although I don't know that such a thing is unheard of, but what is certain is that without the premise of spiritual root, it is impossible to practice at all.

In this way, he is doomed to be a mediocre mortal for the rest of his life.

But as a time traveler, in the past five years, Ye Changqing seemed to outsiders to be an elegant and easy-going young man, seemingly indifferent to the world.

But how could he be willing?

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for those senior traversers.

Although Ye Changqing hasn't made any progress in cultivation in the past five years, his attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have improved by leaps and bounds.

If the current him returns to that world, he thinks that he is definitely an all-round master in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Especially not long ago, he accidentally awakened a vision when he was writing in running script and painting.

Although these visions are a bit tasteless, they are definitely good weapons for bluffing people.

Is this implying something?

Unexpectedly, a gleam of light flashed in Ye Changqing's eyes, and he said thoughtfully: "Does all this indicate that I should not take the path of cultivation?"

"In the days of immortals and illusory ones I saw, some became sages by reading books, some preached the Dharma, and thus received immeasurable merits and virtues, so they soared in the daytime. In short, every road is a road of cultivation."

Ye Changqing's eyes flickered, and he couldn't stop talking to himself.

Just like that, after half a stick of incense, Ye Changqing sat up abruptly.

"In the past five years, I have run countless scripts and painted countless paintings, and now I have awakened a vision. Is this the way I want to go?"

Speaking of this, Ye Changqing was refreshed.

"Although I have awakened the tasteless vision, which means that I have been recognized by the so-called Dao of Heaven and Earth, but it also shows that my attainments in this area are not enough, and I still need to be further improved?"

"It may be so!"

"No, it must be like this!"

Ye Changqing's face was immediately filled with determination.

He decided.

From then on, what he wanted to do was this special path of ascension.

Although this road is not as satisfactory as imagined, it is better to have a road to go than no road to go.

Thinking of this, Ye Changqing inadvertently caught a glimpse of the stack of invincible magical skills on the table.

"From now on, I will take my own path of cultivation. You will be invincible if you practice this method. This path is not for me."

Finished.

Ye Changqing picked up all the exercises without hesitation, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Not long after, smoke rose from the chimney.

Apparently, Ye Changqing had already burned this cultivation technique that once caused a sensation in the entire comprehension world.

However, what Ye Changqing didn't know was.

Up to now, he is the only one who has deciphered the mystery of the content of this so-called invincible magic skill after practicing it, and successfully deciphered it.

Nearly half an hour later, Ye Changqing came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles.

unintentionally.

Ye Changqing caught a glimpse of a few deciphered invincible magic skills scattered scattered on the ground.

only.

Now he is a little hungry and panicked, and he is sleepy, and he is not in the mood to pay attention to other things.

Furthermore.

The current him still doesn't pay attention to this so-called invincible magical skill at all, otherwise most of them would not hesitate to burn it.

On Taixuan Mountain.

When the senior officials of the two holy places returned to the original place, they learned that Yin Changfeng, the holy son of Ziqing Holy Land, was upset and lost to a true disciple of Lingjian Peak of Taixuan Holy Land.

Not bad!

This true disciple is exactly Lu Wushuang who just left the customs today!

Nowadays, Lu Wushuang's attainments in the way of swordsmanship can be called terrifying.

In particular, the sword intent that has only recently been comprehended to be soft and strong, with both yin and yang, is unbelievable even for many swordsmen in the Ziqing Holy Land.

Of course, part of the reason is that Yin Changfeng, the holy son of Ziqing Holy Land, underestimated the enemy too much.

After all, Lu Wushuang is just a true disciple of Taixuan Holy Land, and possesses a top-grade spiritual root.

Moreover, the Ziqing Holy Land dates back tens of thousands of years ago, and it can be passed down from generation to generation with the way of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Yin Changfeng's contempt was naturally inevitable.

However, what he never expected was.

The sword intent that Lu Wushuang displayed was not the Jin Yuan sword intent passed down from the Taixuan Holy Land, but a brand new and unpredictable Yin-Yang sword intent.

In just a few rounds, Lu Wushuang first held back and showed weakness to the enemy, and at the moment when Yin Changfeng showed his weakness, he suddenly attacked.

The situation was critical.

If it hadn't been for Li Changming's sudden attack at the critical moment, one of Yin Changfeng's arms would have been crippled by a sharp sword energy.

In an instant, as Yin Changfeng, the holy son of the Ziqing Holy Land, lost the contest unexpectedly, there was an uproar in such a vast square.

Especially the core disciples from the Ziqing Holy Land all turned pale, and their expressions were full of shock that cannot be added.

Yin Changfeng is the holy son of their Ziqing Holy Land, and it is also their flaunt, the goal they pursue for life.

But now they lost to a true disciple of Taixuan Holy Land, how could they accept this fact?

And the other side.

Many core disciples of Taixuan Holy Land, after seeing Yin Changfeng who was defeated on the martial arts stage, they were taken aback for a moment, and then their faces were filled with delighted smiles.

After all, the Taixuan Holy Land did not pass on the way of the sword, but now Lu Wushuang of Lingjian Peak defeated the Holy Son of the Ziqing Holy Land with the way of the sword.

what does this mean?

This means that the foundation of the Lingjian Peak branch of Taixuan Holy Land in the way of swords has surpassed that of the entire Ziqing Holy Land.

Although there were some elements of luck, but now Lu Wushuang won, while the Son of Ziqing Holy Land lost.

In this way, the significance of this martial arts meeting is great.

When Xu Zhitian returned with a group of elders from the Ziqing Holy Land, after learning that Yin Changfeng had lost to Lu Wushuang, their expressions instantly turned extremely ugly.

Especially the not-so-good-tempered Holy Master Ziqing, he wished he could step forward and destroy Yin Changfeng directly.

This is so humiliating!

This is the face of the entire Ziqing Holy Land lost!

But the only good news is that the sunset has arrived at You hour, which means that today's martial arts meeting is over.

Dead of night.

Xu Zhitian called the Holy Son Yin Changfeng and the Holy Maiden Tantai Qingxue to an ancient temple at the same time.

"Master, this disciple was really careless today, that's why he lost to that female disciple from Lingjian Peak."

The pale Yin Changfeng came to the main hall and knelt down in front of Xu Zhitian to cry for grievances.

Xu Zhitian frowned, his face was gloomy, he just glanced at Yin Changfeng lightly, and then looked at Tantai Qingxue.

"Qingxue, this old man wants you to meet the Holy Son of Taixuan Holy Land tomorrow, and you must win in the shortest possible time!"

Tantai Qingxue looked up at Xu Zhitian, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head slightly.

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