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Elixir and Fulu must be stimulated with special techniques before they become effective. The combat belt saves this exciting time. The disciples of Jin'ao Island were aggressive and invented such a thing.

"Qinglian sword song, the master hasn't practiced yet, Ye Ting, you will learn by yourself here. When your acupuncture expands ten times again, you can enter the first door."

After Yu Wenxuan said this very irresponsible thing, a piece of escaped light disappeared.

Ye Ting opened his mouth, thinking how I could leave!

This is the place where inner disciples practice and practice. There should be no danger. Ye Ting quickly settled down and opened the skin. This bladder is a large storage bag, which should be used for materials during the war of the Demon War.

Even if it is Ye Ting's current shape, it feels like a huge shield when carried.

Ye Ting took a deep breath and untied the original belt. The token of the true disciple of the Dragon City was also taken off. Look at his new combat belt. There is also a mosaic position on the left and right. Put the token on the left. The token space cannot be opened. He still has to use a small storage bag, which hangs on the right.

Revisit the huge skin sac, the skin sac is dry food and water, plus a lot of bottles and pots, all of them are medicine. In addition, there is a huge bundle of wooden swords, is that for practicing Qinglian sword song for yourself?

The last thing is a wooden character, wrapped in paper. Ye Ting took it out and unfolded it, but it was an open Fulu. It is clear from the paper that if you want to return to this practiced stone chamber and inspire wooden symbols, you can open the bronze gate at the outgoing location.

Turned out to be a key to come back. Ye Ting put the wooden symbols in his storage bag. After thinking about it, he also put the best medicine in the huge skin pouch into the storage bag. The food that was originally put in the storage bag is taken out to clear the space, leaving only the money and immortality.

The piece of metal that Yang Mei sent him, Ye Ting thought about it, or received the storage bag. As a result, storage bags less than two feet in size are filled.

Ye Ting counted the wooden swords in his sac, and there were 300 of them. This wooden sword is not even a symbol, but it has also been refined and has a pattern of lines. It is 100 times better than the iron sword of mortals, suitable for monks to practice swords.

Yeting sat down on the floor, not willing to drink a small amount of spirit liquid. He took a piece of dry food and filled his stomach with clear water.

Slightly full stomach, Ye Ting took out Qinglian sword song, looked calmly. The cover of the sword spectrum is pure cyan, and the four big characters of the iron painting and silver hook are written on it-Qinglian sword song.

Under the four words, there is a small seal, vermilion, and bloody. The traces of the seals are simple, and Ye Ting contemplates it, and feels mysterious. In the small seal, it seems to contain heaven and earth, and supremacy.

But! What is this seal?

Ye Ting was a little shocked, because he couldn't remember a single stroke because of the words on the seal. This is not something within his ability, Ye Ting immediately gave up watching the seal. He touched the cover of the sword spectrum with his hands, and his tentacles were cold. It feels like leather and has a hard metallic taste.

Slowly open the cover and turn to the first page.

On the pale yellow paper, there was only a mark of ink, three inches long, which hit Ye Ting's eyes. Ye Ting seemed to be hit by a meteor. His whole body was crushed by invisible forces and he could not breathe. The bones rattled, and layers of sweat oozed from the surface of the skin instantly. Under this pressure, the nine hundred acupuncture points in his body, along with the ten acupuncture points outside his body, had a strange resonance.

A sword light lit up in Ye Ting's Zifu Sea of ​​Knowledge, pure blue, that Qinglian sensed the appearance of the sword light, and suddenly the petals bloomed, exposing some languishing soul inside. In Ye Ting's soul, a sword light also flew, and this sword light merged with a light touch of the time and the pure blue sword light.

The two sword lights merged and returned to Ye Ting's soul. Ye Ting's soul was full in an instant. The previous consumption when fighting the transparent silk thread was directly added back.

Nine hundred and ten acupoints are still ringing, the green lotus swaying, the white lotus root grows again, passes through the silt, breaks through the purple house to know the sea, enters the meridian of Ye Ting, and heads towards the acupoint.

Only this time, in the white lotus root silk, with a peerless sword.

Jianyi followed the pulse into all acupuncture points. As the acupuncture points oscillated, Ye Ting felt that all his body had been smashed by sharp objects, and then recovered instantly, smashing again.

A few breathing time, nine hundred and ten acupuncture points have been stained with blue. When the acupuncture point oscillation stopped, all the acupuncture points expanded, more than ten times larger than before.

At the same time, Ye Ting also knew the name of this type of sword move-Qinglian Nuhai.

When I looked at the sword score again, there were several lines of writing under a mark of ink. The handwriting was extremely crazy, as if the paper could no longer be restrained, and it seemed to jump out directly.

That said: In the past 16 years, the pirate bandits killed the Star City, and I was a single sword, and I went back to destroy it.

Ye Ting's chest was full of excitement, and he had the urge to look up to the sky. Those writings also flew from the paper and turned into images, circulating in front of him.

A Tsing Yi teenager, carrying an iron sword, stepping forward on the slippery mud, step by step.

Hundreds of steps ahead, the fierce robber looked at the teenager in surprise, and there was a trace of terror on his full face. Hundreds of robbers were unconscious and laughed.

The bandits build the foundation, the young man refining gas!

Ye Ting felt all the details in the picture, and his heart string could not help but tighten. All the details passed under his eyes. The young man's hand was nothing more than a piece of iron. Under the bandits, there were still nineteen condensates scattered.

The body of the teenager suddenly burst into anger. Then his body carried a residual image, and he came to the robber leader in one step, and made a sword.

The iron sword penetrated the eye socket of the bandit and a huge green lotus bloomed. As each lotus petal spreads out, a bandit falls and the green lotus cascades to release, like a fantasy dream.

Less than one breathing time, hundreds of robbers all prowled.

Is just a sword, a foundation, nineteen condensates, died under the hands of young people.

After murdered, the boy laughed away, and the only thing standing on the ground was the iron sword that was already broken in his hand. On the iron sword, the web-like cracks were densely covered, and it didn't break apart until the young man's figure disappeared. It was scattered on the ground. The broken sword body laid out a lotus flower, as if it were still swaying on the **** ground.

Yeting understood the sword's meaning, but also knew the name of the sword—Qinglian Nuhai.

Yeting only found out that he was shocked by the young man's anger, unable to exert any strength on his body, and slumped to the ground. This is a true and physical response. In the face of the teenager's anger, the body has lost any will to resist.

Only extracorporeal acupoints can still work, Ye Ting mobilizes the true qi in those ten acupoints, returns them to the body, and impacts the remaining acupoints. Nine hundred acupoints oscillated one by one and gradually turned into pure cyan. The lotus pattern inside the acupuncture points staggered and grew, expanding all the acupoints again.

This expansion, only six hours before it stopped. The nine hundred word formula was generated in Ye Ting's heart.

Qinglian sword song, Qi Lian chapter.

Is also the Qi Refining article. There are 30,000 words in the ten directions of purgatory, and this Qinglian sword song is only 900 words. But the complexity of Qinglian sword song is far more than ten directions purgatory.

Introduction of 30,000 words in the ten directions of purgatory, strict order, and the words of the word Zhuji.

Qinglian sword song nine hundred words entry, what the **** is this!

Ye Ting seems to be a bystander, with nine hundred words of sword song flowing through his mind. These nine hundred words can also be reversed in order. In this way, the change is countless, even if there is an upper limit, it is also the number of Ganges sand, which is calculated by manpower, and there is no endless possibility.

Patriarch, are you still getting started?

Yeting felt deeply hurt. Such a recipe can humiliate everyone's IQ.

Jianyi, Jianyi!

Ye Ting strives to stabilize his emotions, and the master will let himself congeal for two months, certainly not aimlessly. He diligently recalled the young man's sword, and at the same time took a wooden sword in his hand, stabbed like a young man.

This sword was stabbed out, and Ye Ting's mind suddenly stabilized completely. He imitated the anger of the teenager, but it was plausible. The lotus shadow on his body bloomed directly, and the power was instantly dissipated.

But he was the sword that he directly absorbed. There was no way to control the attack. However, the acupuncture points in his body followed the shock. Ye Ting had touched the threshold during the operation of Qi.

The countless changes in the nine hundred word formula have been streamlined, and there are still billions of dollars.

Ye Ting was not excited either. He tried hard to recall the pictures he had just seen, the pace of the boy, his real energy, and his anger. All the details have been branded in my heart.

As Ye Ting's imitation became more and more similar, this mantra of Qi Refining was reduced to more than 120,000 words. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

This practice, more than twenty days later. Ye Ting has reduced the mantra to 3,600 words. By this time, he had understood that the Qilian chapter of Qinglian Sword Song was really nine hundred words. As long as you understand the sword, you can learn quickly. It ’s just that I do n’t have much time.

Therefore, in order to speed up the pace of spiritual practice, you must start taking the panacea.

Ten days later, Ye Ting ate the majority of the panacea left by the master in the skin, which reduced the mantra to nine hundred words. Qinglian Nu Hai all kinds of changes, he already knew the chest.

His nine hundred and ten acupoints have expanded to the limit. Within each acupuncture point, the lotus pattern is densely covered and runs through the meridians. The control of true qi is very different from before.

Behind his head, a green lotus illusion disappeared three times, and then disappeared.

Outside the bronze tripod, Yu Wenxuan sensed the breath from Ye Ting, smiled, and turned away. Qinglian sword song, there is no way for others to point out, even the owner of Jinao Island, can not help Ye Ting.

You can only learn how much you can rely on Ye Ting.

Ye Ting Xiu became the mantra for the Qi Refining article. Swordsmanship was not yet mastered. He again mentioned the wooden sword and began to practice Qinglian Nuhai formally.

These days to polish the mantra, Ye Ting's use of Qinglian Nuhai is also repeatedly thinking, and thousands of changes are in his chest.

His anger suddenly exploded, and the next step of his feet rushed out of the distance of seven feet.

Boom!

The wooden sword, which is tougher than the fine iron, exploded directly. This time, because his energy storage did not have too many errors, the power contained in the wooden sword has exceeded his own expectations. The sword was out of control, the wooden sword could not bear it, the wood chips flew, and Ye Ting's body was stabbed directly into more than 100 pieces.

One of them, stuck in from above his eyelids, almost hurt the eyeball.