Chapter 138: First
The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!
Qiao Wan's body has been forged and strong and durable, and she can bear the pressure that ordinary monks can't bear.
So, biting the tip of the pen and thinking hard for a long time, Qiao Wan finally developed a new move a few nights ago.
Abbreviation, lose you Lei Mou · change.
Unlike the previous hand rubbing the electric ball, this time the spiritual power is directly transported through the meridians, and the fist moves are used to replenish the veins, train the skin, train the bones, plus Tianlei exercise and Lizhu plus Cheng, Qiao Wan's body can withstand the current that runs through the whole body at this moment, and it can also be transformed into a rapid explosive force.
Body like thunder, move like thunder.
The whole person was smashed with sparks and lightning all the way!
Sitting on Miao Fa, Qiao Wan was in high spirits.
done!
The joy of success stirred in my heart, and after a second, I faintly realized that something was wrong.
More than that, something was wrong. Not far away, Lu Yao and Meng Wenliang, and other unjust disciples, their faces changed with a swipe, and they watched Qiao Wan sit on Miaofa in horror.
Riding on a senior or something, it's really crazy and rude!
Feeling that something was wrong under him, it was the firm abdominal muscles that could be felt through the cassock. Qiao Wan woke up like a dream, one of them jolted and rolled down like a burning butt, and one of them stumbled and kowtowed. The magic chest.
Buried chest.
At that moment, Qiao Wan's mind was subtly in a trance, the rolling mountains seemed to be reflected in front of her eyes, and her eyes were sluggish: Guo... It really is a very broad mind.
After half a second, consciousness suddenly returned to the cage, Qiao Wan's heart tightened, and she followed the vertebrae all the way to the scalp, and the string seemed to be numb: "Predecessor? Are you all right?"
But after meeting Miaofa's gaze, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.
Unlike the situation with the black face of the venerable lord in the imagination, Miao Fa was slightly startled, as if he was a little lost, and the blue-blue eyes reflected, only this beautiful sword light remained.
This is indeed a good sword.
Miaofa raised his eyes and glanced at Qiao Wan, his expression suddenly became a little complicated. After a while, he eased his expression, restrained his expression, and replied lightly, "I'm fine."
As soon as Qiao Wan climbed down and stood up straight, Miao Fa also stood up.
"Since you have broken the body-protecting vajra cover on my body, you will pass the test this time." Venerable Miaofa said, looking at Qiao Wan a little dazed, he immediately frowned angrily and drank: "What are you in a daze? Let's learn from others. Hey, there are both winners and losers, are you still afraid that I will blame you for this?"
Under the sunlight, his brows and eyes seemed to be outlined in small letters, sharp and handsome.
Qiao Wan suddenly returned to her senses, blushing and waving her hands: "Junior didn't mean that."
It's just a little embarrassing, but when she thought that she was wearing a small vest at this time, Qiao Wan quickly put these thoughts behind her.
The seniors are too honest, and I can't think too much about it.
Qiao Wan picked up the sword and stepped forward to thank him: "Thank you senior for your guidance."
After a while, no movement was heard.
The Buddha silently looked at the "girl" in front of him and the sword in her hand.
This sword is indeed a good sword. When the sword is drawn, it is fast and firm, beautiful and clear. This is the sword he has been looking for all the time. When necessary, it will also be his only retreat.
Thinking of this, Miaofa silently closed his eyes, hiding the deep and complicated thoughts in his eyes.
Qiao Wan was surprised: "Senior."
Miaofa said: "I'm fine."
When he opened his eyes again, the light in his eyes was as cold and bright as always, just looking at Qiao Wan's eyes, which made Qiao Wan feel a little inexplicable, and her heart was beating fast for no reason.
"You have passed this one, and there is a second one waiting for you. I hope you will practice diligently in the next few days, and don't slack off."
The second game in Miaofa's mouth was to hold ten moves under his hands.
I don't know if it was because I was too embarrassed to be ridden under him, but this time, the trick shot was called a fierce and domineering, and the tricks made Qiao Wan burst into tears.
When I went back to the house at night, I silently looked in the mirror to heal my wounds.
The young man in the mirror had firm eyes, but his face was a little miserable, with blue and purple patches, and his hair was frizzy and scattered on his shoulders.
Qiao Wan frowned and pursed her lips, shoved the bodhi seeds in her sleeves into her arms, and clenched her fists tightly!
The second game must also be won!
On the second day, the running slogan became: "Injustice Academy, boundless mana, blessings like the East China Sea, longevity Bi Nanshan."
Seeing that a group of unjust disciples were all beaten with blood, they raised their arms and shouted.
Li Ju: ......
Time flies fast in the special training.
After four or five days of desperate training, on the eighth day, Qiao Wan was finally able to survive ten moves under Miaofa.
At the same time, the second session of the Three Religions Dharma Conference will begin.
Early in the morning, Li Ding and Qiao Wan led a group of injustice disciples and prepared to set off.
This time, the people present were basically familiar faces.
However, Qiao Wan and Li Ping’s group still attracted a lot of attention when they first climbed the Huazuo Peak. Looking around, the unjust disciples were all dressed in blue shirts that were plain if they sounded good, and poor if they sounded bad. , with coarse cloth shoes under his feet, he took the 11th road all the way to Huazuo Peak.
As if he didn't see the curious, contemptuous, or indifferent eyes of the peak, Li Juing's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly instructed the boys and girls to sit down on the viewing platform.
As soon as they sat down, the group of unjust disciples immediately felt a vague hostility.
Looking along this line of sight, I only saw a row of disciples of the good way sitting on the viewing platform, white shirts moving in the wind, all looking handsome and personable.
The injustice disciple glared furiously, and was immediately pressed down by Li Judgment before the attack occurred.
"Master... Uncle Master?" The little disciple who was pressed down looked bewildered.
Li sentenced calmly: "Don't cause more trouble." After speaking, he looked at Qiao Wan.
There are still two quarters of an hour before the second Dharma meeting begins.
Li Judgment said, "Go ahead."
Qiao Wan pressed the sword on his waist and nodded.
"Master of the Mountain." At this moment, an injustice disciple stuck his head out, with a solemn expression like a butt-joint code: "Injustice Academy, extraordinary, punching the good way, kicking Kunshan!"
Isn't it Shandao Academy? ! **** him!
Looking at Qiao Wanyuan's back, hearing this last sentence, Li Sentence's heart sank.
Really want to kick Kunshan, easier said than done.
Qiao Wan is now lacking a life sword, and repairing Wen Si Xingzhu, still lacks a lot of materials, among them, there is a red fire gold tire.
Scarlet fire and golden tires are too rare, and there are not many of them in the entire cultivation world.
During the ten days of Qiao Wan's special training, he took advantage of the opportunity of the gathering of heroes from various sects at the Dharma seminar to search around and pay attention, and finally found some news related to the red fire and the golden fetus.
It is said that there is a batch of red fire golden embryos in the hands of Kunshan Yuqing real people, who are preparing to forge a new sword for their little apprentices.
If Qiao Wan wants to forge her own spiritual sword, she will have to make a trip to Kunshan at that time, but she doesn't know whether she will return to Kunshan when this three religions discussion is over.
...
The second session was different from the first session. This session was not set at Huazuo Peak.
Qiao Wan glanced at the high platform, but did not see the figure of Venerable Miaofa.
With the experience in the Sea of Consciousness Dreamland, Qiao Wan can probably guess that it may be because of the inner demon. It is no wonder that the Venerable has been in a state of retreat, retreat and retreat since the beginning of acquaintance.
Pressing the strange feeling that floated in his heart, Qiao Wan calmed down and looked at the disciples of the Guangming Temple who were in charge of the Dharma discussion.
After the disciples of various sects were called to the scene, the disciples of the Great Bright Hall distributed jade plaques one by one.
The disciple of the Great Bright Hall who distributed the jade plaque smiled and said, "The relevant information about this second game has been clearly written on this jade plaque."
"Everyone just follow the instructions on the jade card."
"There are no teammates, but if you want to form a team yourself, please do so, but the jade card will not provide any convenience."
Qiao Wan glanced at the jade card in his hand.
No maps, no little red dots, and no teammates.
This time, on the smooth jade surface, there was a large bald character.
"East, Zhoufu Town."
There is also a picture of a stick of incense next to it.
Is this what it means to go to Dongzhou Floating Town? In the time of a stick of incense?
Looking up, everyone was holding a jade card, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"If there is no objection from everyone, then the Fa discussion will begin."
The disciples of the Hall of Light bowed and turned around to ring the small bell beside them.
clang--
Announcing the official start of the second Dharma meeting.
The stick of incense on the jade plate immediately shone a little red light from the top of the head.
Qiao Wan took the jade card and swept around in a circle, only to see everyone around, waiting in a serious line, after giving an order, all of them released their flying instruments.
The slams are all aimed in one direction - east!
It seems that the prompts on the jade card are all the same. Qiao Wan no longer hesitated, and quickly set up a sword light and rushed into the crowded crowd.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of swords were sent out on Huazuo Peak, like countless dazzling meteors under the clear sky.
Although the posture of this ten thousand swords is handsome, the consequences are very serious.
In mid-air, traffic jam!
The terrain of Jiuyue Mountain is relatively complex, the mountains rise and fall one after another, and some flying instruments are more expensive. After the sword light is mounted, one ride to Juechen can rush into the sky for thousands of miles in one fell swoop, overlooking the entire Jiuyue Mountain. There are also flying methods. It's a more civilian and popular route, such as the one that Qiao Wan is currently driving.
Before going down the mountain, the Qiushui Han lightsaber that Qiao Wan had been using was taken down by the Discipline Hall. Now, Qiao Wan is using an ordinary old sword. It was a good deal, but when compared with the swords of various colors in the air, it was immediately bleak and dwarfed by comparison.
After flying forward for a while, Qiao Wan shook her head and immediately noticed that something was wrong!
Someone is behind!
With his long sword on his feet, he made a sharp turn in mid-air.
A murderous sword light brushed past him "suddenly".
Qiao Wan quickly looked up and saw only a sleeve embroidered with the word "good" in gold.
The good disciple Yu Zixing, who had just stepped on the sword light and flew over, floated high in the air and sneered while pulling the corner of his mouth. Qiao Wan glanced behind him.
Qiao's heart was cold after the evening, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in her heart.
Countless sword lights roared from all directions.
A dazzling sword light swooped up from below, instantly overturning Qiao Wan in the air!
Oops!
The weightlessness of the rapid fall hit suddenly.
Qiao Wan stretched out her hand and clasped the old sword that was still in flight. The blade went deep into her palm and cut a thin red strip. It was not over yet. Just after successfully hanging herself on the sword, there was a whistling from her side. The sound of sword chirping.
on the right!
A young Confucianism turned pale, looking at Qiao Wan who was "hung" on the sword in horror. He couldn't brake in time, and the flying sword stepped on his feet rushed over like lightning.
"Dao Dao buddy!! Let Rang ah ah ah!"
Joe Night: ! !
Seeing that an air traffic accident was about to happen, Qiao Wan exerted force on her hand, and the blade penetrated a few inches into the palm of her hand, and it swayed abruptly on the sword.
hula-
The young Confucian Xiu stepped on the sword, and the wind blew past.
But doing so has cascading consequences.
In an instant, the rear-end loading car in mid-air became a mess.
"Let let! Let let!!"
"How did you use your sword?! Don't you have eyes?!"
"This fellow Daoist, you've stabbed in the waist!!! QAQ"
At the same time, a few more swordsmen with awe-inspiring killing intent shot straight at it! Qiao Wan hung on the sword, dodging up and down, left and right, but was caught by surprise.
A sword light entered the body, and the left hand holding the blade was poked with a blood hole. Fortunately, there was a body forging blessing, and the wound was not too deep. Qiao Wan took a deep breath, leaped vigorously, and staggered over the sword with difficulty.
top of the head-
Aware of the danger above her head, Qiao Wan flattened her body. Although she avoided the deadly sword light, half of her body and the back of her head stuck out of the sword. Below was the endless Jiuyue Mountain. , there is a danger of falling to pieces!
Seeing this, Shandao Academy's expression brightened.
Good opportunity, Lu Cixian is alone now, Venerable Miaofa is not here, he has neither a backer nor a backer, so he will start at this time!
Yu Zixing smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful when you are using your sword alone."
Several sword lights coincidentally, in different directions, slashed towards Qiao Wan.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Qiao Wan had no choice but to turn her whole body's spiritual power to protect the meridians in all parts of her body. She chose to grit her teeth and use her body to resist the fierce sword light. There was a little red.
It's not that easy to kick her down!
The disciples of the Good Dao were stunned for a moment. They did not expect that the injustice in front of the academy would be so tough, but they chose to use their bodies to carry the sword, forcibly in mid-air, and entangled with them for so long.
Yu Zixing's expression changed, and he couldn't hold on any longer. Now he didn't seize the opportunity to press Lu Cixian down, and when he fell to the ground, he would not find such a good opportunity. What if it was an individual cultivation?
He can't do it. They have so many swordsmen from the same family, and they can't hold down a Lu Cixian!
Sword intent is like a rainbow.
Just in time when all kinds of rainbow lights are flourishing.
Qiao Wan felt a swift and violent sword light passing over her head, and a broad hand stretched out. Without thinking, Qiao Wan grabbed the hand decisively, followed by a light body, which had already landed on the other hand. on the sword.
Several other sword lights simultaneously forced Yu Zixing and his party back.
He was caught off guard by a sword and cut off half of his hair, Yu Zixing was stunned: "Who?!"
In a blink of an eye, Qiao Wan finally saw the face of the person who came.
Liu Xinwen stood on the sword and smiled at her: "Fellow Daoist Lu."
As soon as Qiao Wan turned her head, she saw a group of disciples from the Three Religions who had partnered with each other before, pushed BOSS, brushed people's heads, and forged a profound revolutionary friendship.
The flying swords that the teenagers stepped on formed a sword formation, escorting the front, back, left and right, while wielding the swords, and waving warmly and friendly.
"Friend Lu Dao!"
"Friend Lu, long time no see!"
How?
Yu Xingzhi and the nearby disciples of Shandao had different expressions.
How can there be so many people? Are they all surrounded by Lu Cixian?
Under the sky, Jianguang flew by with a hula la.
The teenagers came close to Qiao Wan, beckoned cheerfully, and grinned in the bright sunlight: "Friend Lu, thank you last time, and this time we will form a team together."