Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

"Let's go first!We must get away from this human as soon as possible!"

"No, these sword qi are overwhelming, and there is no escape!" "

Poetry, wine, sword intent.

As the Gentleman's Sword trembled violently, even the Quartet Space trembled with it.

One person, one sword, one pot of wine, Chen Ning faces the sky alone.

A lotus bud appeared behind him, seemingly ready to bud.

The ten pseudo-god statues wanted to escape, but found that they couldn't escape the scope of the majestic sword intent at all.

The black gentleman drew his sword.

This sword, the sword came out of the sky, and

the sharp sword qi directly tore through the void and went straight into the sky.

With this sword qi, the clear but not turbid green lotus finally bloomed in the sky.

But what is full of lotus flowers is only sharp sword intent!

The petals that bloom one after another are like thousands of countless three-foot green blades.

The

thundering and flashing dark clouds were torn apart in an instant, and the flowing sword light even surpassed the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

No one could see the sword qi, but wherever the lotus bloomed could reach, it was filled with countless invisible sword intents.

"Damn, how could my body be pierced!"

"This sword qi is completely pervasive!"

"Don't!" The

ten pseudo-gods were instantly engulfed in this green lotus.

Even the rock-solid body of the mountain god was shattered by countless sword intents.

The green lotus bloomed completely, and the turquoise color reflected in the sky!

"Boom!"

The sword was in full bloom, and the sky was like a dragon passing by, and the torn clouds were divided into two directions, and even the ground left a sword mark as deep as a ravine!

With it, there were also ten withered bodies of false gods.

A light rain fell in the sky, and at this moment, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

The debris of the ten statues of the gods were scattered all over the place, as if they had been divided by thousands of blades.

Qin Heng was stunned in place, and even when the rain slipped down his face, he couldn't recover from the shock for a long time.

Killing ten false gods with one sword, how terrifying is this sword!

" This pot of wine tastes very good.

At this time, Chen Ning gently patted Qin Heng's shoulder.

After all, these ten pseudo-gods have good combat power, if there is no wine to urge the poetry and wine sword technique to the extreme, I am afraid that I will have to cut several more swords, not to mention it.

Although the ending is pretty much the same.

But...... How can a sword slash come in a chic and joyful manner?"

"What does this have to do with me, Brother Chen, don't be joking.

Qin Heng waved his hand again and again.

When he thought that he hadn't done anything, hearing this kind of praise, he even felt that he would die.

"Brother Chen, if you need me for anything, please be sure to give me any orders, no matter what it is, I will definitely do my best!" Qin

Heng now can't wait for Chen Ning to treat himself as a cow and horse, so that he can still show that he still has some value in existence.

Chen Ning: "......"

"But I just have something to ask you, the temple where these ten pseudo-gods are located, you should be able to find out how to find out, right?"

Qin Heng immediately nodded and said,

"Well, as long as you send someone to search for the statues in which temples have disappeared, you should be able to find them soon."

"Very well, then please find the corresponding temple and tell me the specific location." "

A normal temple doesn't give birth to incense telekinesis.

Only in these pseudo-temples that are unable to absorb the power of incense normally because they pretend to be gods, will they leave behind the power of incense that cannot be seen in the eyes of ordinary people.

For these good treasures that can not only purify the body, but also directly increase Haoran Qi, Chen Ning naturally wants to make the best use of them.

As long as he can determine the specific location, he can directly absorb a large amount of incense and spiritual power from the corresponding temple.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the ten false gods]

[Get the system reward: Haoran Qi *1600]

The prompt sound of the system is late.

This is the first time Chen Ning has seen such a large amount of Haoran Qi so far.

A large amount of Haoran Qi can not only fill up all the newly mastered two divine powers, but not only that, but it can also raise the Divine Phoenix bloodline to the third layer.

【Chen Ning】

【Haoran Qi 2100】

【Qinglian Fire Seal (200/200)(Completed)】

【Two Sleeves Breeze (800/800)(Completed)】

【Vientiane Mountains and Rivers, First Layer (0/300)】

【Demon Suppression Exquisite Pagoda (0/2100)】

【Shenfeng Bloodline, Third Layer (300/800)】

【 Poetry Wine Sword Technique, Qinglian Sword Intent (First Layer) (0/500)] The

first layer requires 300, and the second layer requires 500 Haoran Qi, and as the number of layers increases, the Haoran Qi required for each layer of the Shenfeng bloodline is also greatly increased.

However, this also shows that the Divine Phoenix bloodline is indeed an extremely precious good thing.

Especially the extreme bloodline that has been systematically purified in his body, and the purity of his bloodline is almost high to the point of complete atavism.

As you level up, the power you exert may become more perverted.

Now feeling the surging power in his body, Chen Ning couldn't help but even want to find a martial artist to fight directly with his fists.

After all, only this kind of hard-fought battle between martial artists can make it easier to see to what extent the recovery power of his Divine Phoenix bloodline has reached now.

It's a pity that Qin Heng's physique, which can't withstand a few punches, can't meet Chen Ning's needs, and he has to temporarily dismiss his thoughts.

......

Sycamore Street.

When Chen Ning returned, tonight's lantern riddle festival was not over.

So, he took Qing Yan to walk around the street for half an hour, during which he easily guessed six or seven lantern riddles.

Harvested with a bunch of rewards won by guessing lantern riddles, Qing Yan suddenly asked:

"By the way, young master, are you actually very knowledgeable?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this? It can't be just because of guessing lantern riddles?"

"Of course not, it's because after the young master left tonight, a Confucian came to you on the street and said that he seemed to admire you very much."

The Confucian seemed to be about thirty years old, and he had the feeling of being a scholarly Confucian.

However, there is no young master handsome!

It is a little strange that he actually picked a dry grass from the side of the road and said that he wanted to give it to the young master as a greeting gift. As she

spoke, Qing Yan took out the wisp of withered grass from her arms.

But in an instant, she showed a touch of surprise on her face.

"Strange, it was still a withered grass before, how can it be ...... now"

I saw that the originally withered yellow grass had already given birth to tender shoots and buds blooming, turning into a beautiful little flower.

"You said that this flower was originally just a withered grass?"

"That's right, it's true!"

Recalling what Qing Yan had just said, Chen Ning's eyes suddenly condensed slightly:

"Could it be that the person used Confucian techniques...... Dead wood in spring?!".