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Chapter 167 Blood-stained Clothes, Zhao Qing

Chapter 169 Blood-stained Clothes, Zhao Qing

"You two should leave on your own."

Bai Wanqiu's gentle voice echoed within the barrier, like a gentle spring breeze.

Luo Xianning stood there in a daze, her beautiful eyes staring in disbelief at the cracks that stretched out in front of her.

A crack several inches wide and ten feet deep spread from in front of Zhao Qing... and just stopped at his feet.

In just a moment, he would be split in two by the Jade Bone Fan like a crack in the martial arts arena!

The inevitable outcome is the destruction of both soul and spirit!

She stared blankly at Zhao Qing, who was lying on the ground, panting...

The blood dripping from his brows ran across the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision.

Until this moment, she still couldn't understand... why the other party would choose to burn himself and others to death!

How is this secret of instantly exhausting spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy practiced?

Could it be the inherited technique of the Blood Robe Tower?

But Zhao Qing was not a Blood-Clothed disciple before!

Her mind raced like lightning, and she thought of the defensive technique her master had taught her. If her spiritual energy and spiritual awareness were sufficient, she might be able to block Zhao Qing's attack!

It’s a pity... there is no if.

As Chen Changsheng's personal disciple, all she lacked was the inheritance of the Nine Swords Tower. In fact, she was already half a member of the Nine Swords Sect.

But that was also why she knew very well in her heart... since Senior Bai had taken action, she was doomed to die.

Otherwise, this Tianxiang female cultivator at the Golden Core stage would definitely not interfere in the fight.

Compared to Luo Xianning's inner struggle and confusion, Situ Ying slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

All there is is the joy of surviving the disaster.

"it's over……"

This disciple of Qianyuan Palace had blood dripping from the wounds on his chest and shoulders. He staggered and slowly walked towards the viewing seats.

At this moment, Situ Jing was still closing her eyes to heal the injuries on her heart meridian...

Zhao Qing lay on the ground, silently looking at the Tianxiang barrier above the martial arts field.

He felt an extreme sense of emptiness... All the spiritual energy in his dantian was consumed, and his Niwan Palace was also empty.

And under the strangulation of Situ Ying's spiritual consciousness, it became shaky... It would take a long time to nourish and recover.

Mountain Fire Ben!

This was the first time he actually used this combination of skills against an enemy after acquiring it.

This kind of fighting style, where you launch a strike and then become paralyzed first... can only be effective in a situation like the one just now.

He exhausted his spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy, killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of his own men.

If he didn't have the spiritual power in his Taoist foundation as a backup, he would definitely not have chosen this fatal move that would destroy himself and the enemy.

The sound of the piano by my ears gradually faded away, and my eyes swept across the audience seats... The female swordsman with messy hair had already left the martial arts field.

For no reason, Zhao Qing felt a sense of relief in his heart.

It's finally over...

This was the first time since he became a cultivator that he had truly fought a battle with others, and his opponents were extremely powerful...

If it weren't for the thorough preparations, coupled with the two killer weapons of Nine-Inch Dao Base and Mountain Fire Ben as trump cards, this wave would have most likely been a complete failure.

The sound of gentle footsteps came to my ears, and the hem of a goose yellow gauze skirt appeared in my sight.

She leaned forward slightly, her long black hair falling by her ears, and a rather interested smile appeared on her pretty face: "You win."

Zhao Qing: ...

The scene before his eyes was a little blurry. The beautiful woman named Hong Ning extended her slender fingers...

A sweet fragrance lingers in front of me and penetrates my soul.

The Niwan Palace, which was originally overwhelmed, seemed to have suddenly found a resting place, and wisps of spiritual consciousness slowly sank.

Zhao Qing’s mind moved slightly... Is this helping him recover from his injuries?

He felt an irresistible drowsiness, and the slender finger above his brow was a little cold, as if it could penetrate his flesh and blood... and directly touched the illusory palace of consciousness.

The scene before my eyes became completely blurred, went away, and disappeared.

Tianxiang's barrier, the female cultivator in front of him, the senior in blood-stained clothes in the audience seats... and those opponents.

Before falling into a deep sleep, Zhao Qing used up the last bit of spiritual energy in his dantian.

Send a message to my aunt: "Everything is going well and safe."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Qing's drowsy consciousness began to clear, but his eyelids felt heavy... His spiritual consciousness seemed to be sealed by a strange force, unable to reach beyond his eyebrows.

The fragrance lingering on the tip of your nose is sweet and ethereal, mixed with the very special smell of soil after the rain. It makes you feel relaxed and happy as soon as you smell it.

He used his spiritual sense to look inward at his body. The spiritual sense in the Niwan Palace was full and had recovered completely. The spiritual power in his Dao foundation was running...

!! ?

Zhao Qing was shocked and felt a little overwhelmed when he sensed the vast spiritual power.

The next moment, Hong Ning's voice echoed in his mind: "Practice the technique to make the spiritual power of the Dao base flow through the meridians of the whole body."

Condensed consciousness...

He felt a cool touch on his brow again, and his spiritual consciousness was nourished again. At the same time, an extremely condensed spiritual consciousness entered his dantian... constantly correcting the spiritual power path in his Taoist foundation.

Then, Si He's cold and melancholy voice rang out in his mind again: "Listen to her, she is helping you build your foundation."

it is good……

Zhao Qing had no doubts and practiced the "Essence of the Five Elements Transformation" to make the spiritual power in his Taoist foundation flow through the meridians of his body, gradually cutting off the spiritual energy in his Dantian.

【Qian·Five Elements Transformation: Perfection·Reaching the Pinnacle (1106/)】

……

Extremely pure spiritual energy emerged from the Dao foundation, circling the Dantian, passing through the Taiyin Meridian, Yangming Meridian, and Yang Gallbladder Meridian...

Then it goes through the Du Meridian, Ren Meridian, Chong Meridian...

By nourishing this body with spiritual power, it won't take long for him to enter the foundation-building stage!

The five spiritual roots rose and fell from the Taoist foundation, and strands of spiritual energy came from outside the body. They were condensed by the Taoist foundation and directly transformed into pure spiritual power... passing through the Taoist foundation through the Ren and Du meridians, and running throughout the body!

At this moment, Zhao Qing's mind was shaken, and his consciousness was able to extend out of his body. The strange feeling of drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

A man's steady voice came from my ears: "I have sent a message to the Emperor of Chu, asking him to make up the marriage contract with the Zhao family in the name of Duan Wenyu."

"The Zhou family's situation is easier to resolve. Zhao Qing can just go there later..."

Then Liu Zijing's voice rang out again: "Those Huanyu Pavilion disciples in Danxia City have been transferred out of Chu State."

"As for the Danxia Sect's affairs, I can just go and see Cheng Yue."

Shen Mo said, "The Zhao family's ancestral land in Songshan County has been abandoned for several years. Gu Qingci from Tianshui County is a mortal and knows nothing about what's going on..."

……

Zhao Qing slowly opened his eyes.

I was lying in a bamboo forest, with a woman in a goose yellow dress sitting cross-legged in meditation beside me. It was Hong Ning.

The crystal dewdrops are on the bamboo leaves, reflecting the brilliant rays of light.

Thick fog rose in the distance... The vast spiritual energy condensed into water droplets, surging like a clear spring, surrounding them.

Fourth-level spirit gathering array!

Zhao Qing suddenly stood up and looked back at the few people chatting in the bamboo forest not far away.

Liu Zijing leaned against the bluestone and drank silently.

Shen Mo plays chess with another Tianxiang woman in the bamboo forest.

Bai Wanqiu was sitting in front of the stone table sipping tea. Opposite her... there was a middle-aged male cultivator. His spiritual energy was restrained and it was impossible to sense his realm at all.

but!

Luo Xianning stood quietly beside him, seemingly serving tea.

This man!

Chen Changsheng!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Zhao Qing instantly tensed up, and a slender arm supported him from his side...

She said, "Heavenly fragrance, red lemon."

Everyone smiled.

The woman playing chess with Shen Mo nodded slightly: "Tianxiang, Su He."

Bai Wanqiu put down the teacup and said softly, "Tianxiang, Bai Wanqiu."

The Yuanying realm swordsman sitting quietly beside Luo Xianning smiled: "Nine Swords, Chen Changsheng."

Nine Swords! Chen Changsheng!

It’s really him!