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Volume 4: The Fa-rectification by a Good Teacher Chapter 4: Qi-Looking Technique

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    Return to Chongqing tonight to prepare for a ride to Tibet on the 26th.  "Boom!" "Wow!" "Chi!" As soon as Shen An entered Ziyi County City, he heard all kinds of sounds coming from all directions.  There are buildings exploding, torrents washing away, and swords flying everywhere.  They all come from far away, but Shen An is a god and demon. Although he has not been refined, he still has many magical powers of gods and demons.  Moreover, the Art of Refining and Devouring All Things into One has attached layer after layer of special substances to Shen An's body, including those related to wind.  A layer of spiritual power extracted from the wind spiritual power magic weapon attaches a membrane to the ears, which can sense sounds through the vibration and rhythm of the wind, which is very powerful.  "The battle was very fierce." When Shen An went deep into Ziyi County, he felt like he was in a deserted place.  Shen Anming's superficial cultivation level is only at the second level of the divine power realm, but with the addition of the Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword and the Immovable Divine Technique, his true combat power far exceeds that.  It is comparable to the cultivation level in the middle stage of the Divine Power Realm and the fifth or sixth level monks in the Qi Flow Foundation Building Stage.  Can be regarded as a master level, in this purple county, except for a few people, Shen An is considered to be a rare opponent.  "Although I am on the side of Prince Ziyi, I can't help directly because I only have one and a half hours to transform into a human every day. It will be very inconvenient to go deep into the camp." Shen An thought to himself, "I will contact you  Qin Shuang, tell him. Then he will fight alone in Ziyi County to hone his spells and increase his combat power." As he spoke, Shen An waved a messenger flying sword, leaving a ray of spiritual consciousness towards Ziyi.  Shooting away in the direction of the County Prince's Mansion.  "There is a flying sword!" "Intercept!" "It's a monk from the Ziyi County Prince's Mansion!" "Kill!" Shen An's flying sword is like a spotlight in the dark, very conspicuous, attracting many monks from the Shanhe Sect.  .  The monks of Shanhe Sect, the Qi Refining monks wear bright yellow and aqua blue robes.  There are pictures of mountains and torrents as well as some ferocious birds and beasts.  Clothes represent status, as well as their cultivation and the techniques they practice.  The mountains are immovable and the river is calm in Ningbo.  Coupled with Shen An's spiritual sense's detection and perception of them, it can be said that they know themselves and their enemies.  "You want to kill me?" Shen An grinned, escaped with sword light, and rushed out.  Holding the Hundred Ghost Flying Sword in his hand, he was fearless to fight at close quarters. The sword light shot out like a storm.  The monks who came to besiege were all in the Qi refining stage.  Immediately, they were cut into several pieces, and those who were close to him even had their spiritual energy sucked out, and their magic weapons were also refined and devoured.  Immediately caused shock and terror among the Shanhe Sect monks.  "Him! He is a master of the divine and demon body refining style!" "A monk in the divine power realm!" "What! Why haven't you seen him before? He is a new master of the divine power realm!" "Escape! Escape! Escape! Use a flying sword.  Send a message to the foundation-building elders and ask them to deal with this person, we are no match for him! No matter how many people there are, they will be killed!" In an instant.  Dozens of monks fled in all directions, as if they were frightened by human grasshoppers.  "You were about to kill me, and now you're running away?" Shen An laughed loudly, splitting the Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword in his hand, and chased him in all directions.  Shen Anshen did the same and rushed out with his flying sword.  Hot pursuit.  Killing the enemy brings great joy to one's heart.  Shen An had no intention of intercepting the flying messenger sword that flew out.  Let them send messages.  Let them notify the foundation building masters of Shanhe Sect.  There are only two Jindan monks in the Shanhe Sect, one of whom has been killed by Shen An.  The other one is the sect leader Sun Wei, who is fighting with Zi Yihou.  There are at most a few monks who have achieved the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and probably none of them have achieved the Great Perfection of Divine Power.  In this situation.  Shen Angen was not afraid.  Because even if the foundation is perfect, Shen An still has the ability to escape.  A monk in the middle stage of foundation building.  Killing him directly caused the Shanhe Sect to suffer heavy losses.  In the battlefield, Shen An is definitely a monster, an unplanned monster.  Without the presence of a Golden Core Stage monk, Shen An can completely influence the battle situation in a region.  If any monk dared to chase Shen An out of the city, Shen An would even dare to turn into a mountain and crush him to death.  Let alone a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, even if he was a monk in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, Shen An would be sure to crush him to death in one fell swoop.  "Ah!" "Pfft!" He waved a hundred ghosts, the gloomy energy was thick, and blood splashed everywhere, turning this small area into an endless purgatory.  The monks scattered in panic one by one.  This area was captured by the Shanhe Sect monks. There are a large number of Qi Refining monks stationed there, and there is also a foundation building period, but it will take some time to get there.  When it comes to building the foundationWhen Xuanyang arrived, Shen An had already killed at least thirty monks.  When he died, his body aged rapidly and turned into ashes, which was horrifying.  Master Xuanyang is wearing a bright yellow robe of a foundation-building monk, and his hair is burning like fire. He is a monk who practices the Mountain Immobility Technique, and he has refined the Fire in Stone, so he is called Xuanyang.  Xuanyang Zhenren¡¯s eyebrows are straight and slanted into his temples. He is the kind of monk with a sense of justice, and he especially hates demonic monks.  Seeing Shen An perform the Hundred Ghosts, his whole body was filled with gloomy energy and his soul was wailing.  Thinking that those souls were killed by Shen An and refined into the sword, he was immediately furious. Seeing that each of his own monks died in terrible conditions, even though he couldn't help but summon the Xuanyang Flying Sword, he rushed towards Shen An, "Little Little Demon"  Xiu, you dare to kill so many disciples of our Shanhe Sect, you are seeking death!" "Pfft!" During the flyby, the flying sword was wrapped in the blazing fire in the stone, and the temperature around it rose sharply.  "A monk with a dignified third-level foundation is actually so impulsive. I think your practice has gone to the level of a dog?" Shen An sneered, looking at Master Xuanyang with a pair of sharp eyes.  "You still dare to be so presumptuous?" When Shen An said this, Master Xuanyang became even more furious and shouted, "Xuan Yang in the stone!" "Boom!" The flames covering Xuanyang's flying sword rose in the wind and turned into a dragon that looked like a dragon but was not.  , an existence that looks like a python but is not a python.  It roared and bit into Shen An. When the giant mouth enveloped Shen An, it was already as big as ten Shen An.  Shen An was unprepared and was swallowed in one gulp.  Immediately Master Xuanyang laughed loudly, "My Xuanyang Flying Sword was personally refined by the sect master, and it can explode into a powerful combat power in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in an instant. Do you think I am really angered by you? Ignore it.  Are you at the second level of divine power? If you are swallowed by my Xuanyang dragon python, you will be refined and die!" The words ended abruptly.  Master Xuanyang¡¯s eyes suddenly widened.  Showing an incredible look.  "Crash." The soaring flames of the Xuanyang Dragon Python suddenly gathered towards the belly.  It was as if a black hole had appeared there.  All were swallowed.  In the blink of an eye, the flames of Xuanyang Dragon Python were extinguished, revealing Shen An in the center of his abdomen.  Shen An'an has a swallowing power, as if he has turned into a black hole in the universe that swallows even light.  What kind of Xuanyang dragon python is out of the question.  After the flame was swallowed up, it turned into pure spiritual power to replenish the whole body, and merged with the fiery red skin material, which further strengthened Shen An's resistance to the spiritual power of the flame.  "Silly?" Shen An chuckled and waved the flying sword.  Surrounded by flames, it shot out, swung the Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword, and struck hard at Master Xuanyang.  Master Xuanyang quickly retreated. He was a foundation-building monk who was refining Qi Flow, and he was fighting in close combat with a monk who was in the realm of divine and demonic body refining.  That is seeking death.  But Shen An's speed was too fast, and Master Xuanyang had no time to escape. He could only hold his breath and forcibly activated the power of Xuanyang's flying sword.  "Brush!" Xuanyang sword light surged, trying to resist Shen An's Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword.  "You're dead." Shen An chuckled. In the eyes of Master Xuanyang, that look was as ferocious as a devil.  "Where did the monster come from?" At this moment.  Xuanyang Zhenren, who was full of fighting spirit before, has become frightened and no longer confident, "Am I dead? Why am I dead? Although you are strong, you can't kill me in a short time! Wait for me  The backup is here, you are dead! This is the territory of our Shanhe Sect, but the people from Ziyi County Prince¡¯s Mansion can¡¯t come to save you!¡± The thought in my mind just came to an end.  "Boom!!!" There was a roar.  With a click, the sword light of Xuanyang Feijian shattered into flames.  Annihilated in the void.  The second-level flying sword Xuanyang, which was sacrificed by the head of the Shanhe Sect, broke into two pieces.  "Poof!" Master Xuanyang's eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood.  Xuanyang Flying Sword is his magic weapon of life, which is sacrificed with his blood and life. If the Xuanyang Flying Sword is cut off with one sword, it is equivalent to cutting off half of his life with one sword.  "How is it possible! You! How is it possible?!" Master Xuanyang shouted in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that his Xuanyang Flying Sword was broken like this!  Shen An smiled, just laughed.  Xuanyang Flying Sword is at best a second-level magic weapon, but Shen An's Hundred Ghosts Flying Sword is a fourth-level magic weapon, and even a single handle is a third-level magic weapon.  Even if Shen An cannot exert its full power, it is still enough to cut off the Xuanyang Flying Sword with one sword.  "Believe it or not, let's wait until we go to hell!" Shen An gently waved his flying sword and swiped it across the neck of Master Xuanyang.   The next second.  The head flew up and blood spurted out like a fountain.  A generation of foundation-building masters!  Shen An killed him head-on in just thirty seconds!  There were still Qi Refining monks present who had not left, and all of them were dumbfounded.  "Bang!" Inside Shanhe Sect, in a hidden secret room.  Rows of spiritual consciousness jade slips are placed, all of which are used to identify the lives of Shanhe Sect's foundation-building monks and important figures.  Whenever someone dies, the Jade Slip of Spiritual Consciousness will break into pieces.  Suddenly, the spiritual consciousness jade slip representing Xuanyang's master was shattered.  A Qi Refining monk on duty in the secret room suddenly turned sallow and frightened. He hurriedly released the messenger flying sword and headed towards the Shanhe Sect's camp in the purple county city.  "Master Xuanyang has fallen!" At the same time.  The Prince's Mansion of Ziyi County.  Qin Shuang, the adopted son of Zi Yihou, was sitting on the big chair directly above the main hall. A pair of sharp eyes glanced down, and he suddenly received a messenger flying sword. After reading it, his face showed an incomprehensible look.  Less than two minutes.  Suddenly, a foundation-building monk came in overjoyed. This was Yu Jin, a monk from the Ziyi County Prince's Mansion who was proficient in the art of looking for energy.  ¡­
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