Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 167 Coach, I want to join Tianxiang!

The sound of the piano echoing in the martial arts field became more and more urgent, and Zhao Qing's consciousness and spiritual energy were also recovering rapidly.

While holding the gun in one hand to resist Wei Yong, he kept an eye on the melee between the other seven people.

If there’s a chance…

The next moment, Zhao Qing felt a palpitation in his heart, and an extremely strong sense of oppression emerged from Wei Yong in front of him.

His face was ferocious, and he grabbed the Changkong Spear, holding it tightly in his hand.

The three-inch green sword flickered with cold light, but it could not advance even a little bit.

Zhao Qing's eyes trembled, and he wanted to use Shan Ze's trick to harm him again...

But Si He's voice echoed in his mind: "Give the stone back to him! He's going to burn his life to fight you!"

Stone?

Zhao Qing's mind raced. Although he didn't know what secret technique Wei Yong was practicing, he had a hunch...

Even if the other party fights desperately, he should not be his opponent.

but……

I can't fight Wei Yong anymore now. I must get away quickly and cooperate with Situ Ying to clear the area.

He was very clear about his own weight. One Wei Yong was not a big deal... but if he fought with Wei Yong for too long and revealed too many tricks and trump cards, it would be extremely disadvantageous for the future.

Zhao Qing threw the blood stone in his hand without any hesitation.

Then he pulled out the spear in his hand and rushed quickly into the melee on the other side.

Situ Ying's eyes narrowed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Blind spot!"

"clang!"

The Honglü bell evolved from the divine consciousness suddenly shattered, scattered like darts, and pierced into the mud balls of everyone.

But this time... Zhao Qing and Luo Xianning were not affected.

Sensing that the others were momentarily distracted, Zhao Qing curled his lips into a smile.

It’s damn good to have teammates... It’s a pity that Situ Jing is a little weak, otherwise the two brothers and sisters might really be able to crush the whole field.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Wei Yong who was following closely behind him.

At this moment, the disciple of the Blood Refining Pavilion was already in turmoil and had lost his previous momentum.

Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed.

The spiritual energy rises from the Dantian, flows through the mountain-splitting meridians and gathers on the spear.

The spiritual consciousness evolved into a golden needle, which directly rushed into the opponent's eyebrows!

Shanze loss!

You still want to fight me to the death... Get out of here!

The next moment, the Changkong Spear suddenly swept out and hit the defenseless Wei Yong, sending him flying ten feet away... landing just outside the martial arts arena.

Wei Yong's Niwan Palace was shattered by the continuous attacks of spiritual consciousness. He felt dizzy and the surrounding scenery passed by rapidly.

Feeling the excruciating pain in his waist as if his bones were being shattered and his marrow being pulled out... he knew he had no chance.

At the same time, the sharp sword balls instantly pierced through the bodies of the two Divine Sword disciples, and blood spilled into the sky.

One person's shoulder bone was shattered, and another's chest was directly pierced...

Luo Xianning twisted her waist and kicked with her legs rapidly, kicking the two men out of the martial arts field.

In an instant, there were only six people left on the field!

This was completely different from the previous melee. Situ Ying's method of suppressing his spiritual consciousness was truly terrifying... As long as Luo Xianning was given a chance, she would be able to thrive on the field!

The first collaboration between the three was successfully completed!

When Zhao Qing was about to wield his spear again, he saw the other two disciples of Changsheng Sword retreating rapidly and withdrawing from the battle.

"Senior Sister Luo! Take care!"

The next moment, they both retreated outside the training ground.

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows...knowing he had no chance, he immediately turned into a bootlicker! ?

As disciples of the Changsheng Sword, they are very clear about Luo Xianning's methods... Now that the three of them have formed a powerful force, they will inevitably lose if they continue to fight.

It might also affect Luo Xianning's condition. If the Changsheng Sword is completely wiped out... she might have to take the blame in the end.

In just a few breaths, the training ground became quiet.

Zhao Qing stared with a gun in hand, Situ Ying's eyes were burning, and Luo Xianning held a jade fan with the sword ball on it floating up and down.

They were all silently looking at the last guest of the Blood Robe Tower.

The meaning is obvious...

Are you going by yourself?

Or should we send you away?

Murong Shisi sighed deeply, gave a bitter smile, and turned around to leave the training ground.

He knew very well in his heart that he was not able to deal with Situ Ying alone.

If Zhao Qing and Luo Xianning had not worked together to kill Situ Jing at the beginning, no one on the scene would have ended up well.

……

In the audience seats, the strings of the piano in front of Hong Ning finally stopped vibrating.

Bai Wanqiu smiled and said, "You three are all honored guests of our Chu State Tianxiang Tower. When you have some free time in the future... it would be wonderful to listen to music and drink tea."

The next moment, the jade slip in Zhao Qing's hand disappeared without a trace.

It transformed into a unique fragrance that wrapped around the wrist, and the turbulent spiritual energy slowly subsided.

His mind was slightly moved...

Distinguished guest?

Can I get it for free?

Before he could think about it, the Jindan woman spoke again: "Now there are only three of us, it's a lot simpler."

"Whether it's a melee or a solo fight, you decide for yourselves. Only one person can remain in the field."

In an instant, Situ Ying took a step forward and swept his solemn gaze over Zhao Qing and Luo Xianning.

His meaning was obvious: a melee was about to begin.

Spiritual awareness has an overwhelming advantage... melee is the best option.

At this moment, Zhao Qing slowly frowned.

He wanted to fight alone.

If it's a one-on-one fight... he has a 90% chance of winning.

But if it's a three-way fight...

However, Luo Xianning did not give him the chance to hesitate.

The female cultivator of the Changsheng Sword uttered the words with her red lips: "Melee!"

Zhao Qing: ...

He sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to choose these two people as teammates.

Zhao Qing knew very well what the two were thinking.

Situ Ying's 'Blindness' and 'Immobilization' skills have great advantages. Choosing a melee can allow him and Luo Xianning to restrain each other... He was able to control the situation by himself just now, and now it will be even easier.

Correspondingly, Luo Xianning also had the same consideration.

If she fights alone...she has no way of defeating Situ Ying, so she can only choose to fight in a melee and look for opportunities.

Zhao Qing's eyes flashed. Did Luo Xianning want to join forces with him to defeat Situ Ying first?

He was silent for a long time and didn't speak.

Bai Wanqiu glanced at the three of them with her beautiful eyes and chuckled softly, "Red Lemon, Moon Osmanthus."

The woman in the goose yellow dress nodded her head slightly and stroked the strings with her slender hands.

Zhao Qing glanced sideways slightly, then slowly stepped back to keep a distance from the two men.

The sound of the piano in my ears is sometimes melodious like wind and rain, and sometimes low and gentle like a confession.

Gradually, he felt something strange coming from the Mingtang. There seemed to be a cold moon floating up and down, casting down strands of moonlight, soothing his consciousness.

Then the cold moon rose into the sky... Three inches above the eyebrows, the Niwan Palace and the bridal chamber were connected, with the Mingtang as the foundation, turning into a night scene.

A feeling of relaxation came from Dantian, and the spiritual energy attracted by the third-level spirit gathering array began to dissipate.

It surrounds you in a unique rhythm, which is extremely comfortable.

Zhao Qing felt as if he was on a path shrouded in moonlight, strolling at his leisure, stepping across a clear pool that reflected the cold moon.

I easily blocked the spring water with my hands, and the coolness penetrated deep into my bones.

Continuing forward, we saw an uninhabited osmanthus forest in front of us. It was cold and clear, and cast mottled shadows of the moon.

The cool autumn night breeze brought a waft of osmanthus fragrance, brushing past me, and then hurried non-stop towards the valley...

His spiritual consciousness, spiritual energy and turbulent blood were suppressed by the sound of the piano and returned to calm.

And gradually recovering...

He glanced at Situ Ying and Luo Xianning, and seeing that they also had no intention of taking action...he slowly relaxed his mind.

This "Osmanthus in the Moon" is completely different from "Heavenly Fragrance".

The heavenly fragrance leads to the passionate melody of the piano, like thunder in the clear sky, or like the rising tide of a raging sea.

It can restore spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy at an extremely fast speed...and it will also make it more condensed, with a certain amplifying effect.

But it will affect the mind, causing a strong desire to fight in people's hearts, as if the spiritual energy in the body will go astray if it is not squandered.

However, laurel wort is more soothing.

It was more like the music he usually listened to in Tianxiang Tower. It could restore the cultivator's state while suppressing the turbulence of his mind. It was extremely magical.

At this moment, Zhao Qing felt a strong curiosity about Tianxiang Tower.

Rescue the dying and the wounded! Control the entire scene with enchanting secrets! It can also stimulate the monks' fighting spirit and state, and you can also drink tea and listen to music in your spare time.

And they are all fragrant girls...

This is truly a rough gem in the world of cultivation!

It's a pity that they don't accept male disciples, otherwise I would definitely...

If Qing Huan could follow the path of heavenly fragrance, it would surely be wonderful, but she had already taken dragon blood.

I'll have to ask Liu Zijing for clarification later...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Qing sensed the spiritual energy overflowing in his dantian and suddenly opened his eyes.

As if sensing his movement, Luo Xianning also stood up, with the sword ball floating beside her slender waist.

The next moment, a soft humming sound came to my ears.

"A leaf blocks the view of the mountain."

Situ Ying's agitated consciousness evolved, suppressing the Niwan Palaces of the two people with a unique rhythm...

At this moment, Zhao Qing frowned instantly.

He noticed the strange rhythm.

like……

The description in "My View on the Art of Communication with the Ghost"!

"In my opinion, Tongyou is an ancient cultivation technique, a unique product for refining the spirit. It actually focuses on the method rather than the technique, and is refined in spirit but superficial."

Refined in spirit...dull in appearance!

It turns out that this is how spiritual consciousness is used!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the sword ball that was rapidly attacking Situ Ying, his mind had already drifted away.

"But in my opinion..."

He had always thought that the author of this volume of spiritual analysis was probably a female cultivator, possibly a member of the royal family...

But now it seems...

It seems to be the work of the head of Qianyuan Palace!

Situ Ying's master, the head of Qianyuan Palace, is a disciple of Li Yanlou!

The Lord of Liyan Tower cultivated the way of the gods and developed countless exquisite divine consciousnesses!