Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 32 It’s very simple, I will also build my foundation

In the middle of the square, sword shadows were scattered.

Countless sharp and lethal sword lights spread across the surrounding space as the iron sword in the forest was swung.

Then, with different delay times and different flying angles, it stabbed or spun towards Bai Jingxuan.

The chaotic sword light shone through the eyes of every onlooker, making people feel dazzled and unable to guard against all attacks.

The frog on the roadside trembled with fear at the endless sword energy, "Fortunately, the eldest brother didn't bring a sword when he beat me last time..."

I didn't expect that the basic swordsmanship of a sword cultivator, when practiced to the extreme, would be so intimidating.

……

Several figures on the high platform watched the fight between the two disciples below with satisfaction.

"This Lingying Fenguang Sword is practiced to perfection." The elder, who still didn't know the details, looked at the dazzling sword light hundreds of feet away and nodded in approval. "This disciple has put in a lot of effort."

"I wonder which sect leader taught this swordsman such a high-level swordsman?"

Only the elder who was in charge of the skills transmission gritted his teeth and said, "So what? After eight years of training, I can't even complete the foundation building. This is truly a shame for my Zhengyang Sect!"

The clan leader narrowed his eyes and shook his head after a moment, "Not really..."

……

Bai Jingxuan, who had blocked all the sword shadows with his flying sword, raised his small face and looked at Lin Jian seriously, "Brother! You know, if you don't reach the foundation building stage, you will return to the earth. No matter how proficient you are in these basic sword techniques, it will be futile when facing a stronger force."

As he said this, Bai Jingxuan made a talisman with one hand. After three breaths, a light blue light covered his body.

When the sword shadow flew towards them again, it could only leave a faint ripple outside the seemingly weak light curtain.

After building the foundation, the cultivator can master more techniques.

Protecting the body with true essence is the basic technique that every cultivator in the foundation-building stage must master.

After all, when you go out, whether you can kill others or not is another matter. The only way to have a future is to protect yourself first.

Unfortunately, there are none in the forest.

I just broke through the foundation-building stage last night, but I don’t know where my master went.

After entering the foundation-building stage, he could not learn any new techniques and could only fight with his previous methods.

Just looking at Junior Brother Bai's casting time of at least three breaths, Lin Jian had a smile in his eyes.

That's enough time for me to kill you three times, little brother.

However, since my junior brother is sincerely seeking advice, I must make sure that the other party enjoys the fight to the fullest.

Facing his junior fellow disciple's provocation, Lin Jian's figure trembled, and a smile of the Dragon King appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It's very simple, I will also establish my foundation."

After saying this, the tyrannical aura was no longer concealed, and it was revealed -

The first level of foundation building!
For a moment, the entire Soul Gathering Square fell silent.

"Big Brother has also established his foundation!"

"When did this happen?"

The frog in the corner had a feverish look in his eyes and muttered to himself, "I knew it! I knew it! Senior Brother Lin has been hiding his cultivation! What a vicious pretense!"

Bai Jingxuan, who was standing opposite, had a complicated look in his eyes, and it was hard to tell whether it was emotion or relief in his tone, "Senior Brother has indeed established his foundation."

But even though they are both in the foundation-building stage, there are still differences.

Bai Jingxuan held the sword against his body and took a sword stance.

"My move is full of vigor and vitality, so please be prepared, Senior Brother!"

He stood in the forest with his sword in hand, letting the other party do what he wanted.

After accumulating strength for a moment, Bai Jingxuan's entire body turned into sword light.

With the flying sword in front and the Dharma body behind, the man and the sword seemed to have become the sharpest blade in the world, stabbing straight at Lin Jian's chest.

Lin Jian calculated the time, opened the golden spirit body in a second, and then stabbed out with the same sword. Sword shadows followed one after another from the sword's point of origin to the direction of the sword's origin. With each sword light catching up, the sword's true energy became stronger.

After dozens of sword lights caught up, several feet of golden sword energy extended from the ordinary long sword.

However, the opponent had an extremely powerful energy that was nearly ten feet strong.

The full power of the Lingying Fenguang Sword versus the Qiguan Changhong that can only be learned during the Foundation Establishment Stage...

Elder Zangjing, who had already predicted this, did not want to see his sect's disciples covered in blood, and subconsciously glanced at the white-haired head.

"Hey! Send someone to rescue him. He can't die on the mountain..." The elder who was teaching skills looked at a sect leader not far away and gave a voice command.

There were also elders who hated him for not fighting, and said in an angry tone, "Whose disciple is this? Has he already established his foundation, but is he still only able to use this basic swordsmanship?"

As expected, the moment the two swords collided, the black iron sword instantly shattered into pieces.

Only sword shadows remained, which shattered onto the sharp blades without hesitation.

Then it shattered into a few messy spots of light in the air.

The powerful aura of the unity of man and sword went straight to his face. Although most of its power was cut off by the full force of Lingying's Fenguang Sword, it was still very powerful.

Seeing that his senior brother seemed to have no means of resistance, Bai Jingxuan frowned slightly, and his body moved three times faster as the true energy in his body surged.

The slender right hand was about to grasp the hilt of the flying sword, but the right hand without the sword in the forest suddenly made a sword finger and pointed at it.

"Golden Sword!"

This thought flashed through Bai Jingxuan's mind in an instant.

'But is it useful?'

It's just a small trick used in conjunction with swordsmanship during the Qi Refining Stage. How can it break me who is currently in a state of attack and defense with great energy?
Bai Jingxuan was hesitant with these thoughts in his mind, but when he came to his senses, he could only watch his flying sword shoot towards Senior Brother Lin's defenseless chest.

……and many more.

There seems to be layers of golden light?
The next moment after realizing this, an extremely sharp golden energy suddenly counterattacked.

It was like the sound of a broken mirror that instantly resounded in the ears of every spectator. Qi Guan Changhong, who was supposed to be both offensive and defensive, lost all his strength and means.

Even a small golden sword followed and suddenly swept across his head, cutting off the Taoist bun on his head.

Her hair was all messy...

When Bai Jingxuan was doing three and a half somersaults in the air, the fellow disciples around him opened their mouths wide and made sounds of disbelief.

"Junior Brother Bai is a girl?"

"Why are you still calling me Junior Brother Bai?! You should call me Junior Sister Bai!"

"Junior sister is really hiding well, hiss, hiss!"

His Taoist robes were tattered, his long black hair was scattered, and Bai Jingxuan's frail figure stood there. His eyes, hidden under the shadow of his hair, looked faintly at the forest. "Brother, you are still the same brother as before..."

'But you should be more focused and work harder!'

"The Zhengyang Sect should be proud of you."

"Why do you spend all day doing things that are useless to your practice?"

"If it weren't for all the distractions, Brother would have been roaming the world with his sword..."

Lin Jian scratched his head.

Does the other person's eyes seem to be very dramatic?

But what does it have to do with me?
"What are you looking at?" Lin Jian waved his hand and sent out a stream of Qi to gather the iron sword fragments on the ground. Then he pointed at the frog watching the fun not far away, "You go and sit at the table with him."

Junior Sister Bai looked at Zhu Xutai, who was still squatting on the ground with an unresponsive look on his face. Her fair face instantly turned red with anger. "Senior Brother Lin, are you going to do this to me too?!"

"What's the matter?" Lin Jian packed up the scrap metal and turned to leave.

Frog hopped forward and enthusiastically tried to attract new members, "Junior Sister Bai, please join my Clown Cult! My Clown Bodybuilding Technique is the best in the world! Even sword cultivators need a good physique!"

(End of this chapter)