Quick Transmigration: Sword Master's Thousand-Layer Routine

Chapter 10 Are You a Hidden Expert?
With Ye Qingshi leading the way, plus the immortal cultivator, the three of them arrived outside the village with the most yin energy in a short while.

The surrounding thick cloudy fog blocked people's sight, and everything around them was blurred.

Looking at the lush old locust tree at the entrance of the village, Mingying took out the Chunhui sword and bravely approached it a little bit.

There are some dilapidated stone tablets under the locust tree, the words Taoxi Village are clearly chiseled, and besides that, there is a strong smell of blood.

Ling Lie's sword energy turned over the ground, revealing the blood-stained white bones.

Never expecting it to be these things, Mingying took a few steps back, looking back at Wangchen who was standing aside.

Wangchen looked at it for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not a human bone, don't worry."

"That's good." Mingying heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Ye Qingshi on the side was completely stunned when she took out the sword.

Naturally, he looked down on Mingying, a lowly cultivator. After all, he was very talented, and within a hundred years he was already at the golden core stage.

But at the moment when the sword was drawn during the Qi training period in front of him, he felt a sense of oppression.

This is enough to prove the extraordinary nature of this sword.

Not only that, she actually used the sword intent easily during the Qi training period.

This trace of sword intent is very weak, and it is inconspicuous amidst the sword energy, but it is something that countless sword practitioners in Hidden Sword Mountain may not be able to comprehend even after hundreds of years of practice.

But now, she is only in the Qi training period.

Although the posture of the sword is jerky, it can be seen that she is very talented.

It's like a natural swordsman.

Who doesn't like such a genius.

For a moment, Ye Qingshi felt that he understood why Master Wangchen was so enthusiastic about Mingying.

If this Mingying girl is recruited into the Wanxiang Temple, then I believe that in the near future, there will definitely be another sword cultivator who will cross the tribulation period.

Mingying didn't know that Ye Qingshi on one side had filled up so many things in his head. When she retracted her sword and looked at the person leading the way, she only felt that the other person's eyes were a little hot.

But she didn't take it seriously, she just thought of Wangchen's disciples who didn't know whether they were alive or not, and she was a little anxious: "Can you feel people now?"

Wangchen shook his head: "It's too cloudy here, and I can't use my spiritual sense to detect it. You can only know it when you enter the village."

The entrance of Taoxi Village, which was wrapped in Yin Qi, looked a bit intrusive, but Wang Chen took a look and walked directly inside.

Seeing Wangchen being so reckless, Mingying also relaxed.

Since he dared to do this, it meant that this place should not be particularly dangerous, so he followed immediately.

Ye Qingshi, who was following closely behind, also came up, thinking of making friends with Ming Ying.

After all, she doesn't look like a severing love, there is still hope to turn into the Piao Miao Gate.

Like a huge beast, the black mist directly engulfed Wangchen's figure, and Mingying who was following behind only felt that the surrounding temperature became very low.

When she stepped out of the black mist, she could no longer see Wangchen's figure.

Turning around, Ye Qingshi, who led them here, was still following her buttocks. Seeing her actions, the other party was a little strange: "Friend Daoist Ming, you..."

The rest of the words stuck in his throat, Ye Qingshi's eyes widened, and his tone was a little panicked: "Be careful!"

While speaking, he rushed forward.

The ferocious ghost appeared behind Mingying at some point, and its sharp claws grabbed her head straight, trying to tear her to pieces.

At the critical juncture, Ye Qingshi watched with his own eyes the weak and helpless Qi training period turn around at such an extraordinary speed, and cut off the sneak attacking ghost's claw without drawing the green sword.

Li Gui was chopped off by the wrapped sword energy, and Mingying who had done all this quickly turned to him, the green sword was unsheathed, and the sharp edge of the sword was straight at the door.

too fast……

Ye Qingshi, who had no will to resist, froze on the spot, watching the sword stabbing towards him.

Then Jianfeng brushed past his face and directly nailed his hand.

The scream of Li Gui came from the back, and the cold feeling dissipated by two points. The feeling of being watched still existed, but it was not so creepy.

Ming Ying who took back the sword looked at the sluggish Ye Qingshi, reached out and patted his shoulder: "You're back to your senses, what question did you want to ask me just now?"

"It's me who was arrogant, fellow Daoist Ming, I'm sorry." Ye Qingshi, who had come to his senses, bowed to Ming Ying, his face full of shame.

It's no wonder that Wangchen Buddha brought people here. With such a reaction speed and such a sword technique, he is the only one who is holding back among the three.

"Oh? What are you apologizing for?" Mingying looked blank, "I also wanted to ask if you saw Wang Chen."

"We should have entered the formation. Please, friend Ming, I need to check." Ye Qingshi's attitude became more respectful,

He took out a formation plate from the storage bag, and after checking the surroundings, Ye Qingshi said: "The formation formed by Yin Qi is too huge, I can't break the formation, I only know that this formation is also equipped with a ecstasy formation , we should be separated from Wangchen Buddha.”

The master of the formation probably wanted to deal with the two of them with low cultivation levels separately, but Ming Ying, who seemed to be the weakest, was extremely ruthless when she started to fight.

When Ye Qingshi checked, it was not that he didn't see the ghosts guarding them around.

The ghost that was cut off by Mingying's sword acted as a deterrent to them, making them dare not act rashly, but soon they couldn't restrain themselves, and they all rushed forward.

Ye Qingshi, who was in the inverted arch formation, raised his heart in his throat. He was ready to interrupt the inspection to help at any time, but he didn't expect that thin figure to block him directly.

The sharp sword energy cut off the ghost's claws, and every sneak attacking ghost was beaten to death.

In the end, they didn't dare to go forward, they could only retreat into the black mist and stare at them.

In this situation, Ye Qingshi admired Mingying even more.

Knowing that she was just being separated, Mingying was a little relieved, but since it was a formation...

The book that was dragged by Wangchen finally worked, Mingying rummaged through the backpack, and then took out a golden metal plate that looked like a clock.

"Look, can this be used?" These are all stuffed into the storage ring by Wangchen, Mingying only knows that this thing can break the formation, and the rest is not very clear.

The lost Ye Qingshi held the metal plate, his eyes lit up the moment he saw this thing clearly.

But now is not the time to lament.

According to the legend, he gently moved the pointer in his hand.

The fog that formed was dispelled, leaving a wide passage for the day.

The two walked over directly.

As the passage disappeared, Ye Qingshi, who was sure he had left the place where the ghosts gathered, heaved a sigh of relief, and put the array in his hand back into Mingying's hand with great care.

He looked at Mingying very seriously: "Friend Daoist Ming, are you a monk sent by a hermit family to practice?"

(End of this chapter)