Chapter 120

Maybe it was because Zhao Jiuge told him that maybe it was the family of Yu who didn't dare to disturb Zhao Jiuge's practice. No one came to Zhao Jiuge's room for practice the whole day after the next day, and no one even asked Zhao Jiuge to have a meal even during the meal time. Zhao Jiuge was also happy with this, just a person practicing quietly.

Sitting on the bed, Zhao Jiuge slightly closed his eyes, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. When he went out of Xuantian Jianmen to practice again, Zhao Jiuge obviously felt that the fluctuation of aura here was much lower than that in Xuantian Jianmen. At the moment, Zhao Jiuge understood why those monks or sects liked the mountains, because they were not only clean but also energetic.

Feeling the slow increase of spiritual power in his body, Zhao Jiuge was a little helpless. He simply looked at the two golden dragon dragons in the Dantian area. They were all lying on their hands without any movement. Up to now, Zhao Jiuge still hasn't figured out the mystery of the Sanskrit holy body. It's impossible for Zhao Jiuge to cultivate a third Golden Dragon in a short time.

Later, Zhao Jiuge looked at the spiritual power in the elixir field, which had already turned into bright gold with a light light light. The aura was floating around the elixir field. Looking at that, the spiritual power in his body seemed to reach an extreme. Now his cultivation has reached the later stage of the spiritual realm. To break through, he only needs a little chance to turn the spirit gas into liquid, In this way, we can achieve the goal of building the foundation and condense the array. The sword Qi of Xuantian sword is the opportunity. When we can firmly reach the first level of Xuanxuan, we can take this opportunity to condense the array and achieve the foundation construction.

If there is no such opportunity, even if the sword has never been cultivated, it can still achieve the goal of building foundation. However, it can only rely on the accumulation of practice, just like dripping water can pierce stones, iron bars can become needles, and Zhao Jiuge has given up the spirit power which is now slowly progressing.

In the end, we can only start from the sword spirit to the xuanpian, but the sword definitely meets the bottleneck, and the three ways can't go through. Therefore, we can't make a qualitative leap in the short time, and report the idea that the fly is also meat. Although the spirit here is weak, Zhao Jiuge also insists on practicing. Gradually, Zhao Jiuge enters the state of cultivation, and this sitting is a day and two nights.

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When the light of the dawn tears the night and the sun scatters on the earth, Zhao Jiuge's closed eyes suddenly open, and then stretch out a stretch. Suddenly, the light from the corner of his eyes finds a figure standing outside the door. The shadow is reflected on the door through the crack of the door. Generally, Zhao Jiuge jumps out of bed and seems to hear the movement in the room and the shadow outside 。

The figure slightly bent down and said respectfully, "Zhao Xianchang, my father and the master of Qingfeng temple are waiting for you in the hall. You can start after a meeting."

It turned out that Yu Chunsheng, the eldest son of Yu Qingshan, had been waiting for him for a long time in the morning. However, he was worried that Zhao Jiuge would not make any noise. Instead, he kept waiting outside until he heard the voice in the room.

"I see. I'll be ready soon." In the room, came the light voice of Zhao Jiuge. Then there was a slight noise in the room.

After a while, with a creak, the two mahogany carved doors were pushed open. Zhao Jiuge came out slowly. Yu Chunsheng's eyes brightened. Today's Zhao Jiuge took off his black cloth clothes and put on the sword robe of Xuantian Jianmen. He carried a green plum sword on his back, and then the burden of clothes was on the outside.

Zhao Jiuge was dressed in a blue sword robe with silver silk thread on the sleeve, which was painted like a silver dagger. Zhao Jiuge's momentum was greatly changed by the appropriate clothing. The green plum sword behind his body showed a faint green light, emitting a little halo, which attracted the eye.

The black ribbon tied his long hair at will, and his delicate face was light and cold. Zhao Jiuge nodded slightly, indicating that Yu Chunsheng would lead the way. Yu Chunsheng immediately walked in front of him, looking back from time to time. He could not help looking at Zhao Jiuge. Today's picture of Zhao Jiuge is quite different from the appearance of his first meeting. In front of him, this one is like a pair The boy who wants to get out of the body with sharp sword can't compare with the boy next door the day before yesterday.

Along the way, with a little respect, Yu Chunsheng soon took Zhao Jiuge to the hall of Yu's family. Zhao Jiuge obviously felt that a figure in the hall was fluctuating with spiritual power, which should also be a spiritual realm. Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge converged the spiritual power in his body.

Looking up, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest in a gray white Taoist robe. His hair was coiled high with several white silk. A ebony hairpin fixed his hair horizontally. Floating dust was casually placed on his right hand side. His face was red. He was dressed up and looked quite immortal. At this time, he was talking to Yu Qingshan with a smile.

Behind the middle-aged Taoist priest stood a small Taoist boy, twelve thirty-four years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a thin figure. He was wearing a proper blue and white Taoist robe. His hair was entangled with white streamers. He had a purple gold bag hanging around his waist. His hands were encircled, and a peach blossom sword with no visible material was firmly in his arms.

Yu Qingshan sat beside him with a smile on his face. Yu Xiasheng stood by his side and listened to the conversation between them. After Zhao Jiuge came in, the eyes in the room were immediately attracted. They all looked at Zhao Jiuge one by one and looked at them from top to bottom. It has to be said that Zhao Jiuge's appearance today is not inferior to the master of Qingfeng temple.

If it wasn't for the accident of Qingfeng Temple master, Zhao Jiuge would not have dressed up so high-profile today. You know, this time he came out represents Xuantian Jianmen. Why didn't Zhao Jiuge have a better psychology.I was young and crazy.

Yu Xiasheng's beautiful eyes first brightened, then covered his small mouth and secretly laughed. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's arrival, the little boy with red lips and white teeth was staring at Zhao Jiuge with some kind of bad looks. Suddenly, the air seemed to solidify. Although the Qingfeng Temple master was smiling, his eyes were dignified, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

Among the friars, the most important sects in the world are mostly cultivated by sword, Taoism and Buddhism. The rest of them are Zoroastrians or miscellaneous sects. Now the master of Qingfeng temple is traveling here to solve this thorny problem. How can you know that there is another swordsman here, his heart will suddenly grow up to compare with each other. In addition, whether it is sword cultivation, Taoism or Buddhism, it is said that Study one experience.

Taoism takes walking around the world as its own duty, killing demons and eliminating demons.

Buddhism takes crossing people as its own duty and compassion as its bosom.

Jianxiu is dedicated to sharpening the sword, and to defend the sword.

So although the two met for the first time, they both had a competition in their hearts. The air was frozen and seemed to be a little oppressive. The pressure of the Qingfeng Temple master and even the spiritual power began to spread out. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yu Qingshan stood up immediately and bravely said, "introduce, this is the master of Qingfeng temple, and this is Zhao Jiu, a disciple of Xuantian Jianmen Song. Both of them are experts. This time, we will be in trouble. "

"Well, even a disciple would like to compare with my master." The Taoist child behind the master of Qingfeng Temple muttered with disdain, and the pride on his lovely face was full of pride.

Although the voice was not loud, the room was only so big that all the people present heard it. Yu Qingshan's face showed a look of embarrassment and secretly looked at Zhao Jiuge's reaction. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was still clear in the wind and light in the clouds, and his expression was irrelevant.

On the other hand, Yu Xiasheng has a pair of beautiful eyes, showing an excited look, for fear that the world will not be chaotic. The master of Qingfeng Temple took the lead in greeting Zhao Jiuge, nodded his head slightly, and said with a smile: "poor Qingfeng Temple master, I heard that Yu's old house is haunted by ghosts this time, so I plan to go to see it and solve this problem by the way. I don't know what you think of it, young Xia Zhao."

First of all, Zhao Jiuge was quiet, but he was dissatisfied with him. He didn't know the details of the other party for the time being, and it was not good to take the lead in the attack. Then he saw that the master of Qingfeng temple said hello to himself, so he sat there and didn't even stand up, which made him angry.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of a place called Qingfeng temple. What's more, as the master of the temple, I can't figure out where to travel. I can't even rank a third class school. When I think of it, Zhao Jiuge doesn't care about the hypocrisy on the surface. Instead, he frowns a little playfully and looks at the master of Qingfeng and asks a question "Oh? I can't talk about it, but I'm here to solve this problem. In that case, who is better? "

His actions are provocative and his words are straightforward, which makes the face of Qingfeng Temple master suddenly gloomy. He looked at Zhao Jiuge at a young age. Although he was well dressed, he didn't pay much attention to him. Then he saw the green plum sword and the confident appearance behind Zhao Jiuge. He began to be wary, but relying on his own cultivation, The master of Qingfeng Temple didn't believe that Zhao Jiuge could be so powerful at a young age. Moreover, he had never heard of Xuantian Jianmen sect in his heart. He thought that it was similar to his own Qingfeng Temple master, so he agreed in a gloomy way, "OK, I'll see how you can do with your skills."

The whole Chinese dynasty is so vast in geography and numerous in mountains and rivers. The master of Qingfeng temple was originally just an ordinary Taoist. By chance, he got a Book of qingxinjue. He practiced all the way to the realm of spiritual transformation. He was purely self-taught. After traveling here, he never heard of the name of Xuantian Jianmen. Otherwise, he would not dare to give him some courage Although Zhao Jiuge is not old, his cultivation is not weak, but Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power has been restrained. The master of Qingfeng temple can't feel Zhao Jiuge's cultivation.

The master of Qingfeng Temple never dreamed that Zhao Jiuge had reached the late stage of spiritual transformation at such an age. This is not only related to his aptitude, but also to the cause of his skills. For example, those similar to the Qingxin Sutra are poor, and they will not achieve much in their whole life. However, the cultivation of excellent skills needs to be faster and can reach a higher level. Zhao Jiuge's Sanskrit mind Sutra is definitely not Therefore, the cultivation is not slow. It must be faster if another intelligent cultivation is replaced.

"Let's go. I can't wait to see what the ghost is." Zhao Jiuge no longer deals with Qingfeng temple, but turns to Yu Qingshan and says.

Only that little street boy looked at Zhao Jiuge indignantly, but Zhao Jiuge left him only a figure of turning around and going out.

The party went out of the room and prepared to go to the old house of Yu family outside the town to find out what was the culprit of the strange incident that had been going on for several months.

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