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Volume 1: Cloud Chuan Dongyan's First Calf Chapter 11: The Swordsman of the Jin Dynasty Overnight

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    Sitting cross-legged, Dugu Yun had a lot of thoughts in his mind, "Qingxia Naling is definitely one of Qingxia Sect's secret arts. It is actually divided into nine levels." "What's even more exaggerated is that according to what the Supreme Elder Huang Peng said today  , As long as you practice Naling Jue to the ninth level, your normal cultivation speed will be a hundred or even a thousand times faster than others." Dugu Yun muttered to himself.  But even so, Huang Peng's words when he left were like a bucket of cold water pouring on Dugu Yun and his disciples. No one has ever practiced Nalingjue to the eighth level, let alone the ninth level. Qingxia Sect  The sect leader has only reached the sixth level.  "A great fool is ineffective, a great fool is ineffective, haha, doesn't this describe a person who is very stupid and absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very slowly!" Dugu Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, said silently.  Dugu Yun got rid of all the thoughts in his heart and silently ran the first-level Great Fool's Invalid Formula of Naling Jue. He only felt that the fog-like Yuan Sword hanging in the sea of ????in his body suddenly accelerated and rotated uncontrollably. The fog-like Yuan Sword rotated faster and faster. For a moment,  He swallowed up the spiritual power accumulated in his own Qi sea.  As the Mist-like Yuan Sword devoured the spiritual power in the Qi Sea, it became increasingly clear that it actually had the potential to turn into a liquid-like Yuan Yuan Sword.  The empty sea of ????qi in Dugu Yun's body, with the rapid rotation of the mist-shaped Yuan Sword, began to absorb the spiritual energy of the world around him crazily. Sitting cross-legged, Dugu Yun's whole body was emitting a faint white light, flickering darkly and brightly.  The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around Dugu Yun crazily poured into the sea of ??energy in his body, transformed into spiritual power, and was instantly swallowed by the Mist-like Yuan Sword.  In this way, the sea of ????qi in Dugu Yun's body continuously absorbs the spiritual energy of the outside world, and the sword of the sea of ????qi keeps rotating at a high speed, swallowing the spiritual power transformed by the sea of ????qi.  The sea of ????qi and Yuanjian are running at the same time, and they are constantly circulating. Dugu Yun, who is running the first level of the Naling Jue, does not feel any discomfort at this moment. Instead, he feels that his whole body is very warm and comfortable, and he actually feels drowsy.  **.  At this time, the top of Qingxiamen Mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the night color is like ink, which is actually different from the night color at the foot of the mountain.  A majestic palace standing on the top of Qingxiamen Mountain. The walls are silver and the roof of the palace is golden. It is incompatible with the night and is very conspicuous.  Behind the palace is a green bamboo forest. Through the bamboo forest is a steep cliff. If one stands on the edge of the cliff, one can see the scenery at the foot of Qingxiamen Mountain.  At this moment, there are two handsome crane-like people standing in the bamboo forest. One of them, a man in purple, stands with his back to Huang Peng, the Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect.  Huang Peng, the powerful Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect, said respectfully to the man in purple who turned his back to him: "What happened on the mountainside today, is there something unclear in your mind?" The man in purple can make the Supreme Master of Qingxia Sect?  The elders are respectful, which shows their high status in Qingxia Sect.  "Your Majesty, it's okay!" The man in purple turned around and looked at Huang Peng.  "Sect Master, our Qingxia Sect used to hold a qualification battle for the outer sect every year in order to select the inner sect disciples. Only those who pass the qualification battle can enter the inner sect, and the Naling Jue will not be passed on to the outer sect disciples"  Huang Peng lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the man in purple, and said, "I wonder why the sect master asked me to go to the mountainside to do what he did today?"  Teng, this man has silver hair and a childlike face, eyes like lightning, his cultivation level is the ninth level peak sword king, a super strong man who is only one step away from entering the ranks of the sword sect.  It is precisely because of this person's strong strength and good management of Qingxia Sect that Qingxia Sect ranks first among the three sects of Pengcai Sword Sect.  "Well, there is a letter from Pengcai Sword Sect. The Holy Soul Sword Tomb is about to appear." Lu Teng, the leader of Qingxia Sect, was filled with emotions and his expression was complicated. He said: "Pengcai asked me to teach the disciples of the sect as quickly as possible and improve the overall status of the sect.  Strength, just in case something unexpected happens. "What? The Holy Soul Sword Tomb appears." Huang Peng was shocked when he heard Lu Teng's answer.  "And the Holy Soul Sword Tomb has been around for at least half a year and as long as three years." Lu Teng's face was filled with caution.  "Holy Soul Sword Tomb, Holy Soul Sword Tomb, half a year, three years." Huang Peng remained alone and slurred his words. Lu Teng's answer shocked the Qingxia Sect Supreme Elder and Sword Emperor Huang Peng to lose his composure.  It can be seen that this matter is no small matter.  Lu Teng, the master of the Qingxia Sect, looked at the shocked Huang Peng, shook his head slightly, sighed slightly, and turned towards the bamboo forest cliff.  Lu Teng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the foot of Qingxia Gate Mountain and said silently: "The Holy Soul Sword Tomb is said to be the sword tomb left by the sword ancestor of the human race. This man's cultivation reached the sky, and he was omnipotent in heaven and earth. He was known as the Sword Tomb."  "Originator, there must be many secrets in the sword tomb, there must be many sword techniques, sword techniques, and special techniques. No wonder Huang Peng is so out of control." At the foot of Qingxiamen Mountain, many outer sect disciples are practicing Ning Ling Jue. At this time, the spiritual energy is rolling, far away.  Looking at the turbulent clouds in the distance is very strange.  "Hey, it seems that there are many good talents among the outer disciples!" Lu Teng, who was thinking a lot on the edge of the cliff, was suddenly surprised and relieved by the scenery at the foot of Qingxiamen Mountain.An orange fireball rises slowly in the east of Qinglong Mountain, giving off a ray of light, and within a moment the morning light shines all over it.  The sea of ????qi in Dugu Yun's body has stopped inhaling the spiritual energy of the outside world. At this time, the mist-shaped sword in the sea of ????qi has already turned into a liquid-shaped sword.  "Well, it's daybreak!" Dugu Yun, who had been half asleep and half awake practicing the Spiritual Art for a whole night, opened his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows.  At this moment, Dugu Yun is full of energy, his aura is overwhelming, his eyes are sharp and shining, and his shawl-length hair is as black as ink. Although he cannot be said to be handsome, he still has a handsome and resolute face, and his facial muscles are sharp and angular, which makes people look at him.  One glance and you will remember it in your heart.  "Well, that's right. When I practiced Naling Jue for the first time, I actually broke through from a sixth-level swordsman to a first-level swordsman in one fell swoop." Dugu Yun felt very happy in his heart.  Dugu Yun soon calmed down. It became more and more difficult to improve his strength as he went on. He was only in the double stage. After the double stage, he might not be able to improve to the first level of cultivation in a few years.  After calming down, Dugu Yun quickly made a simple practice plan for himself during the few days at Qingxia Gate.  Dugu Yun decided to practice Naling Jue to improve his strength in the dead of night when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is strong, and to consolidate his strength during the day when the spiritual energy is thin.  Dugu Yun still knows the truth that haste makes waste, and accumulation makes little progress. When he first came to Qingxia Sect, he heard that some disciples ended their lives with their cultivation stuck at the realm of swordsmen and unable to make any progress. Most of these disciples were  It was due to the unstable foundation of cultivation in the early stage.  Birds are singing happily in a poplar forest at the foot of Qingxiamen Mountain. The air is filled with a smell that seems to make people feel relaxed and happy, and the slightest breeze brings a little refreshment.  "Hoo, ho" The breeze kept ringing with applause and the sound of Dugu Yun's shouts when he waved his palms.  Dugu Yun¡¯s palms were like swords and lightning. As his palms danced rapidly, countless phantoms were produced. His body followed the palms, and his palms danced with the wind. For a moment, he entered an inexplicable state, all he could do was wave his palms.  "Bang, bang, bang." With any of Dugu Yun's palm movements, a poplar tree would fall next to him. Dugu Yun, who was holding the palm of his hand, unknowingly picked up a small poplar tree in his right hand, like a  Dancing wildly with a wooden sword.  As the tree in Dugu Yun's right hand was dancing rapidly, an invisible air flow was generated centered on itself for a moment, and the fallen branches and leaves that had long fallen to the ground were flying rapidly with the air flow.  "Wow." Fallen leaves fell from the sky, covering Dugu Yun from head to toe. At this time, Dugu Yun stood in trance, but he didn't care about the fallen leaves covering his body.  He didn¡¯t expect that the swordsman was so much stronger than the sword cultivator. Not only did the Qihai Yuanjian move faster, but his overall quality was greatly improved, and his attack speed was even higher.  This feeling can only be known by personal experience. Dugu Yun silently looked at the swaying poplar trees all over the ground, and suddenly there was a clear understanding in his heart that he had when he waved his palm before.  Dugu Yun muttered to himself: "During the Qingwu City arena battle, I was in this state just now when I was using my palms. It was as if my palms were not palms, but like two short swords growing on my body. What happened just now?  He has entered that inexplicable state again, and he feels the benefits of that state more clearly than before. "It's no wonder that Duguyun said to himself that he was nervous. Since he came to Qingxiamen, he has only done odd jobs every day.  In addition, he occasionally practices the palm techniques he used in Qingwu City from time to time, but he has never entered the inexplicable state in the three months since he was in Qingxia Sect.
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