Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

The next day

After breakfast, Wang Qiye, holding a bun in his mouth, strolled leisurely in the martial arts field, looking around with ill intentions.

Li Erhu practiced boxing, Ma Gan used a nine-section whip, and Wang Qiye learned swordsmanship. They had breakfast together and then separated.

As I was walking, I suddenly turned my head and saw a person with long black hair sitting cross-legged in the shade under a big tree. He looked about thirteen years old.

Isn't this Yuan Mengyao? I'm so sleepy and someone gave me a pillow. As expected, she is a dark and ice-type spiritual root. At such a young age, she has the temperament of an iceberg beauty. You are the one. Wang Qiye sighed and walked towards the tree.

"Senior Sister Yuan, I'm honored to meet you." Wang Qiye bowed.

Damn, the little girl ignored Wang Qiye, and the atmosphere was awkward. This was not going well. If this was Wang Qiye's character in his previous life, he would have turned around and left immediately. However, in the past two months, he had turned into a ten-year-old body and was fooling around with more than a hundred eleven- or twelve-year-old children all day long. His childishness had not faded, and this aroused Wang Qiye's competitive spirit.

I can't cure you, little brat. Thinking about how I always stared at Senior Brother Wan Qing's long black hair during the morning class, a plan came to my mind.

"Senior Sister Yuan, Senior Brother Wan Qing asked me to teach you a magical power. I wonder if I should tell you or not?"

The man with long black hair then opened his eyes and looked over here. It was like a star rising in the dark night, so bright that double images appeared before people's eyes.

"explain."

Damn, I have to say, in terms of temperament alone. This iceberg beauty has captured you perfectly. If I hadn't seen two blushes on your cheeks, I would have really thought you had great skills and almost fell for you. You are really at a disadvantage because of your age. Haha, let me show you how I can capture you.

"Senior Sister Yuan has dark and ice spiritual roots?"

Yuan Mengyao nodded a few times but did not answer.

Ah, Wang Qiye was a little crazy because of the coldness. He suddenly felt that turning around and leaving now would be the best outcome. With Wang Qiye's thirty-seven years of experience, he had no idea how to deal with such a person at this moment. Damn, why did he feel like he was facing a female devil? It was as if, it was as if, yes, wasn't that the second female villain in the novel of the previous life, with long black straight hair, cold, and a black belly...

But he felt that the temperature around him had dropped by several degrees. After more than two months of soul traveling through the cultivation world, Wang Qiye felt for the first time that it was a bit cold this morning. Facing the villain, he would either die or be crippled, which made Wang Qiye want to retreat at this moment.

"What kind of martial arts is Senior Sister Yuan practicing now?" Wang Qiye could only bite the bullet and continue.

"The ice element's ice cone technique, the dark element's shadow blade technique." After saying that, he looked Wang Qiye up and down.

Wang Qiye was frightened by her gaze. If he had not already inquired about this one of the three flowers of Qingzhu Peak, he would have lost his composure at this moment. There was no other way. With the gossip king by his side, it was hard not to know. However, it was also thanks to the gossip that Wang Qiye, after losing his memory, quickly integrated into the world of cultivation civilization.

“That day, as usual, I was listening to Senior Brother Wan Qing’s lecture in the bamboo forest in the front yard. I really felt that practicing was a bit boring, so everyone started to make a fuss and asked Senior Brother Wan Qing to play a song. Senior Brother Wan Qing shouted at the other brothers and sisters for being playful, but he still took out his own "Yuzhuqing" and played a song for everyone. It happened to be a perfect time, and for a while, the sounds of the flute, wind, and rain continued, and everyone was fascinated by it. Before they knew it, the song was over, and everyone was savoring it for a long time. Who knew that at this time, large pieces of bamboo leaves came, mixed with shadows, real and unreal, making it difficult to see clearly. Everyone was panicked and confused. Later, even Senior Brother Wan Qing had a few bamboo leaves stuck on his head. Senior Brother Wan Qing immediately joked: If Junior Sister Yuan learns this kind of magical power, who will be his opponent in the arena competition at the end of the year?"

Wang Qiye saw that the icy beauty smiled after hearing this, and he felt relieved at the moment. You little bastard, you still failed, but he still felt that something was missing.

"Did Senior Brother Wan Qing really say that?"

Wang Qiye saw that Yuan Mengyao was also shy and embarrassed, and his eyes could not help but reveal a little heat, which might have hurt Yuan Mengyao, and the girl returned to her icy appearance. Seeing this, Wang Qiye had to withdraw his gaze.

"That's natural."

"May I ask your name, Junior Brother?"

My goodness, after all this time, you still don’t know who I am. Even though Wang Qiye has lived for thirty-seven years, he was too embarrassed to stay any longer and turned around and left.

"Junior brother Wang Qiye, Wang as in three horizontal lines and one vertical line, Qi as in three sevens, and Ye as in grass leaf." Okay, my heart is very resistant, but my body is very honest.

"Junior Brother Wang, I am honored to meet you," Yuan Mengyao said as she returned the greeting to Wang Qiye.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Wan Qing has ever told me how to cultivate this magical power?"

This woman is really not an easy person to deal with. It seems that when challenging a dungeon, you can't make it difficult. If you start a game with a difficult level, there will be no good ending. I was ready to run away.

"Please forgive me, Senior Sister Yuan. Senior Brother Wan Qing just said that casually that day. Today, I happened to meet you and just wanted to get a closer look at your beauty, so I remembered this. Now I remember that I have a fight with another senior brother. I am sorry to bother you. So I am leaving now."

After saying this, Wang Qiye bowed and turned to leave. After walking more than ten steps and confirming that the person behind him did not call him, Wang Qiye wiped the cold sweat off his face with his Taoist robe, and finally put down a stone in his heart, and this level was passed.

When he returned to the usual sword practice area, he saw Zhu Dachang practicing his turtle sword technique and asked absentmindedly.

"Pig intestines, where is Liu Qingqing?"

"Wang Qiye, why are you so late today? Liu Qingqing didn't come today, do you want to fight?"

"Okay, wait for me." Wang Qiye walked towards the weapons display area, put on protective gear, picked up a bamboo sword and walked over, looking at the pig intestines who had been waiting for a long time and holding a large wooden sword.

Wang Qiye used a three-finger three-foot curved knife, taking a light and flexible approach, using offense instead of defense. Zhu Dachang used a broad four-foot heavy knife, taking a powerful and fierce approach, emphasizing defense and waiting for attack.

Both of them practiced Lingxi swordsmanship and knew each other's moves very well. For a while, they were evenly matched.

After three rounds of fighting, Wang Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking back to the difficult copy just now, he sighed that the more beautiful a woman is, the more scheming she is. After thirty-seven years of practice, he could barely handle a thirteen-year-old girl. If she were a few years older, what would happen!!! He took a deep breath and shouted heroically.

"Take advantage of me."

The blade dragged on the ground, and he chopped it upward diagonally with all his strength. Seeing this, Zhu Dachang clenched his hands and concentrated his strength on his lower body.

"drink"

The two of them fought hard, and then kicked each other. Wang Qiye felt numbness in the palms of his hands, a stuffy chest, and almost lost control of the bamboo sword. It was really refreshing, and he roared.

"Come again."

After saying that, he raised a bamboo sword above his head and chopped Huashan with all his strength, and the two men collided with each other again.

"What kind of shitty swordsmanship is this?"

This time, Zhu Dachang did not let him go. While Wang Qiye jumped up and had no place to change his moves in the air, he seized the opportunity and used a powerful and heavy move, directly knocking the bamboo sword in Wang Qiye's hand away.

Wang Qiye did a backflip to get rid of the hidden power of the pig intestine. He suddenly felt pain in his right hand and found blood spurting out from his tiger's mouth. He immediately used the growth-promoting technique to stop the wound.

"I'll deal with you later."

I found an open space, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the Qigong to regulate my breathing. Suddenly, I felt a breath of turbid air coming out of my chest. At this moment, every time the spiritual energy passed through an acupuncture point, my body and mind felt much lighter. I felt myself floating higher and higher, and I wanted to moan a few times in comfort. When my soul returned to my body from the ninth heaven, I realized that I had reached the fifth level of Qigong.

At this moment, Wang Qiye understood what the elder was talking about. Cultivating the truth can lead to longevity, which is to go against the will of heaven. Heaven is ruthless and treats all things as straw dogs, but heaven is also affectionate, leaving a ray of hope in the midst of thousands of dangers. It seems that these biographies and miscellaneous notes were not read in vain. There is a "Bai Wen Tang" in Qingzhu Peak. If you pay a spiritual stone, you can borrow it at will for a year. There are biographies of senior brothers from past generations, martial arts experience, and true and false rumors heard from various places. Miscellaneous notes are Wang Qiye's favorite place in Qingzhu Peak. Perhaps because of the absorption of spiritual energy, Wang Qiye feels that his memory is three times that of the earth. I have to read two books every afternoon. Facing that mountain of books, it is really a drop in the ocean. It was through Ma Gan and Bai Wen Tang that I slowly accepted this world. I used to be terrified by the suppression of the Heavenly Dao in the books, but now it seems that those Yuanying and Huashen deserved it, especially those poisonous friends in the cultivation novels I read in my previous life who would suck the spirit veins and spirit stones crazily. Hehe, I guarantee that the faster he comes, the faster he will die. Such people are like flowers in a greenhouse and vegetables in a greenhouse. They can't stand the beating of the Heavenly Dao at all, so they desperately suppress their cultivation, linger on, and hide carefully in the cracks. If they show their heads a little, they will be pinched into ashes by the Heavenly Dao. Only those who have been baptized by blood and fire and experienced in body and mind can beat the Heaven by half.

As if the secret was revealed, the sky above the martial arts arena, which had been clear just a moment ago, was now covered with dark clouds. In just a few breaths, the city was covered with dark clouds.

Wang Qiye raised his head and looked upwards. Just then, two loud thunders flashed by, as if opening eyes. The two men looked at each other in silence.

"It's raining heavily, run!" the fellow disciples around were shouting.

Wang Qiye ignored his fellow apprentices and smiled silently. Even if he told those greenhouse flowers about these remarks, would they have the courage to face death? Would they be more desperate after knowing this? It seemed that he would not have a stable life in the future. Thinking about it, even the bean-sized raindrops seemed particularly warm, and he could not help but open his arms to the sky.

"Let the storm come even harder!!!"

Suddenly nine bolts of lightning struck the earth.

Boom——

The noise made Wang Qiye's ears hurt, and the rain became ten times heavier. Wang Qiye, who was full of enthusiasm just now, couldn't even open his eyes. He cursed inwardly, "Emma, ​​you can't afford to play with me!" He stopped trying to be brave and ran towards his hut like he was escaping.