Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 72 Diligence
late at night.

The moonlight falls like water on the ancient earth.

A silence fell over the mass grave.

In this deserted place, there is only the sound of wind and ancient whispers in the grass.

rustle--

Footsteps sounded.

A figure appeared.

He was dressed in black and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Walking through the mass graves with light but firm steps, it seemed as if this gloomy place was nothing.

As we go deeper into the mass grave, the atmosphere becomes even more eerie.

The branches and leaves swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound.

There seems to be something creepy hidden inside.

However, this man still showed no fear at all and walked leisurely.

"It's a great place."

Looking around, Qi Xiu nodded lightly, then shook his sleeves and sat on the ground.

The night wind suddenly rose.

It's bone-chilling.

Taking advantage of the cold wind, Qi Xiu slowly took off his upper body robe.

All you can see is his slender and capable body full of perfect lines.

There are a full 360 five [Suppression Talisman] written densely on it.

And in its body.

In Dantian Zifu.

The [Suppression Talisman], which is as light as a golden bean, tightly surrounds Ziji Daozhong.

It turned into an airtight golden light, temporarily suppressing its power.

Using the [Suppression Talisman Sealing Technique] to temporarily suppress the inner energy of a body's true power to avoid accidents during mana practice, Qi Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief and started to activate his mana.

The pupils of his eyes slowly lit up with a green light.

The "Mo Jiao" wandered out by itself.

The spiritual creature created by this magic seems to be intelligent.

After appearing, he first rubbed Qi Xiu's cheek affectionately.

Immediately, he seemed to sense the cold and aura around him, and instinctively opened the mouth of the dragon with sharp teeth to swallow up the darkness, filth, and miasma in the world.

Roads of gray-black and thin cold spiritual energy.

The black air flow turned into strands and poured into the mouth of the ink dragon continuously.

Absorbing these evil spirits.

His delicate and slender body gradually became stronger.

A trace of cold, pure, flawless magic power also passed through the filter of the ink dragon and fed back into Qi Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking down at the Mo Jiao who happily swallowed the cold spiritual energy, Qi Xiu nodded slightly.

at this speed.

The time it takes for the Bitan Youlin Heart Sutra to reach the third level is at least half as fast as the Ziji True Skill.

There is a big difference between magic practice and internal energy practice.

Just like liberal arts and science.

One lies in enlightenment and the other lies in practice.

The Magic Heart Sutra has extremely high requirements for mental talent.

The more talented a person is, the deeper their understanding of the content of the scriptures will be, and the faster their cultivation will progress.

A person with extraordinary talent can meditate in one day.

Those who can overcome mediocrity spend months or even practice hard in recent years.

And under such cultivation rules.

Qi Xiu's proficiency is truly unique.

The insights and experiences generated every time you recite and recite the sutra are like a snowball, constantly driving the speed of Heart Sutra practice.

The faster you practice, the faster you practice.

This was only seven days.

The proficiency of the Bitan Youlin Sutra, which has just entered the realm, has increased to 87%.

Almost Qi Xiu recited the scriptures every time.

The proficiency will jump up a few numbers.

Such an astonishing growth rate made Qi Xiu laugh out loud several times while sleeping.

In addition, he had been thinking about it for the past few days and came to this dark and miasmatic mass grave.

With the blessing of the cultivation environment.

The speed of practicing the Bitan Youlin Heart Sutra has reached another level.

The night passed quickly.

The sky is bright.The gloomy miasma in the mass grave gradually dissipated.

Realizing that Mo Jiao could no longer absorb much spiritual energy, Qi Xiu stood up and put on his clothes. He raised his hand and made a move, and Mo Jiao swam back into his sleeve robe.

Nodding Mo Jiao's head lightly with his fingertips, Qi Xiu smiled faintly:
"That's it for today. I'll bring you over later."

Withdrawing the ink dragon, Qi Xiu made an invisible shadow and took one step forward. Like a ghost, he ducked and moved sideways back towards Baohe County.

Lin Ye quickly retreated beside him.

Qi Xiu felt resentful secretly.

Fortunately, Ziji Zhenqi looked down on Jueying's invisible inner energy.

As a result, the inner Qi of this Qing Gong is isolated from the outside.

If this were not the case, my true power would be sealed and I would not be able to use my inner energy. If I wanted to return to the city, I would have to go back step by step.

He walked quickly back to the city.

Qi Xiu went straight to the south without saying a word.

Some time ago, Song Tingye tried hard to get him to be the instructor of the city defense army.

He couldn't bear to take advantage of others, so he could only agree.

With this job in hand, his usually tight time has become even more crowded.

It’s almost time to eat and go to the bathroom.

He hurried to an empty battlefield in the south.

This place used to be an open-air wooden shed market. Later, the West Wind Army entered the city and demolished all the wooden sheds here, turning it into an army camp.

Later, when Song Tingye took office, this place became a training ground for him to train the city guards.

Nearly six to seven thousand square meters, a wide sandfield the size of a football field.

Six hundred young and middle-aged men, with their upper bodies naked, were beating their bodies with stone locks, wooden stakes, iron balls and other implements.

"Coach Ye."

"Coach Ye."

"Coach Ye."

On the martial arts field, when they saw Qi Xiu walking in, the young men who were training stood up and bowed in salute.

Of course, this politeness was also based on their own witnessing when Qi Xiu broke an iron rod as thick as a bowl with a flick of his finger.

Nodding lightly to everyone, Qi Xiu walked to a pergola and sat down.

Sliced ​​honey fruits and brewed fragrant tea are prepared early in the morning.

Picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip, Qi Xiu cupped his chin with one hand and looked at the young and energetic young men in front of him.

I don’t know what the magistrate of Song Dynasty is thinking.

These people are all laymen with no foundation in martial arts.

Just the introductory training of polishing the physical body lasts for at least a year.

Did he invite me here just so I could watch them?
After resting for a while under the pergola out of boredom, Qi Xiu stretched out and just wanted to recite the Heart Sutra mantras and practice his magic power.

The martial arts field directly opposite.

A young man with green skin and short hair suddenly shouted low, and his hands burst into energy.

He actually threw the stone lock weighing a hundred kilograms into the sky.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing the stone lock falling, everyone around them screamed and shouted, signaling everyone to get out of the way.

"Ok?"

His earlobes moved and he heard something strange. Qi Xiu turned his head and looked around, his figure swaying.

In the next second, he immediately ducked to the side of the young man with an inch head, casually caught the stone lock and captured it.

"Thank you very much, instructor."

With lingering fear on his face, the short-haired young man quickly thanked Qi Xiu.

its not right.

Looking at the short-haired young man with a frown, Qi Xiu raised his hand to hold his wrist, and pressed his fingers on three large acupoints on his arm.

Fluffy and full of energy, clanking sound.

Strengthening realm?
His pupils shrank, Qi Xiu frowned, staring at the short-haired young man who looked at a loss.

Seven days into the forging realm.

is it possible?

What surprised Qi Xiu even more was what came next.

After the short-haired young man suddenly burst out with the power of the Forging Realm, nearly 600 people out of the 100 people in the martial arts field realized the power of the Forging Realm one after another.

Looking at the young adults who were cheering for their own strength, Qi Xiu looked solemn.

Not right.

There is a problem here.

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