?The evening of May 21, 2017

Li Qingming was in a big crisis.

"Oh my God, I actually forgot everything. The outer door exam is the Wind Chasing Sword... Oh my God, I haven't practiced the Wind Chasing Sword these days!"

The girl squatted down weakly while talking to herself in shock, and she was completely disappointed.

Jian Ling couldn't understand: "Didn't you all join the mutual aid association and get rich? Why do you care about such external assessments?"

Li Qingming said: "The Mutual Aid Association basically does not provide guidance on practice. If you want more advanced skills, you still have to rely on the power of the family."

“The Mutual Aid Association does not provide guidance on practice? Why?”

Li Qingming had a headache and barely explained to the sword spirit.

The biggest funder and supporter of the Mutual Aid Association is now the three major families in Qingyun City. The middle management team is mostly from some small and medium-sized families and sects. Any one has a large number of martial arts secrets that cannot be leaked, so the association is naturally secretive about this issue and will not go beyond the line. It is not difficult for young disciples to want some martial arts secrets, but it is difficult to get a little higher. On the other hand, the members of the association will be careful when obtaining martial arts secret resources. If they cause dissatisfaction with their own sects, it will be more than worth the loss.

But Wang Jiu became increasingly unable to understand: "What is this? The practice of practice should be shared open source, so why should we hide it? The organizers are nothing more than strictly managing grassroots monks to avoid backlash from being ambitious and forcibly practicing superior practices."

Li Qingming was simply incredible: "...Who is the open source shared practice?!"

"The Nine Immortals' skills were all open source. Not to mention the few people who were also Nine Immortals, even the people in the mortal world could read them freely."

"Are they not afraid of being found in the martial arts to target them?"

Wang Jiu asked: "What's wrong with the defects of the martial arts being discovered, adjust and correct them in time, and make preparations?"

Li Qingming was speechless. Although he felt that Wang Jiu's theory was very problematic, he couldn't explain the reason: "Uh, but..."

Wang Jiu said again: "Speaking of this, since the monks in Xiangzhou have not yet figured out this truth, it is better for you to start this, advocate open source sharing of martial arts, and lead the revolution in cultivating immortals."

"I will definitely be beaten to death!"

"A person will die. Judging from your qualifications and understanding, dying for the revolution may be the most dignified way for you to die..."

"Shut up!"

"Ah, humans are really stupid creatures."

"It's not your turn to mock humans with this white-board stupid sword!" Li Qingming refuted the sword spirit's remarks with serious indifference, and then turned around twice in a hurry, and began to gesture the sword path of the Wind Chasing Sword in his hand.

Wang Jiu was puzzled by the side: "Even if this external assessment cannot be avoided, you have broken through the wind barrier now, which is much more powerful than practicing the wind-chasing sword."

"It's different." Li Qingming shook his head, "Although it's even more rare to break through the wind barrier, the teacher has already set the test content before, and it's useless to get irrelevant grades to take the exam. What's more, breaking the wind barrier at the age of 14 is not something worthy of an exception for outside teachers."

While speaking, Li Qingming picked up the Godly Sword from the Sky and began to officially practice the thirty-six-way Wind Chasing Sword. At this time, she broke through the wind barrier and entered the realm of immortality. She also achieved the first move of the body and became successful. Her physical quality almost doubled compared to one week ago. When practicing sword skills, many of the once slightly awkward aspects naturally became smoother.

However, when it came to the last three sword poses, Li Qingming felt that the long sword in his hand was a little out of control. This wind-chasing sword is a classic introductory classic of the Li family. The last few sword techniques inspired the disciples to break through the wind barriers and even used tricks to deal with the battles in the Fengqi realm. It was really difficult to control without sufficient practice.

After practicing twice, Li Qingming gradually felt something, thinking that his sword skill has soared. On the one hand, the girl lamented that all qualities had changed qualitatively after breaking through the wind barrier. On the other hand, she looked at the gradually gloomy sky and had to bite the bullet and prepare to set off.

According to the course arrangement of the outer disciples, today is the last day of the outer disciple’s regular exam. If she cannot arrive at the school before nightfall to complete the assessment, the title of her outer disciple will be difficult to guarantee. With her current proficiency in swordsmanship, it is really unknown whether she can handle the harsh teaching.

In response, Wang Jiu comforted him: "Don't blame yourself. With your IQ, it is normal to have such omissions."

Li Qingming suddenly became angry: "If it weren't for your unmoving body being trapped in bed for a while, how could he not even have time to practice swordsmanship!"

Wang Jiu sneered at this: "The sword technique of a three-legged cat like Zhuifeng Sword still needs to be practiced specifically, it is purely a matter of your qualifications. If you change to your ancestor Li Jiulong, you can copy it immediately by just using the Jiulong eye to read it. You can improve it independently in the second time, and he is still one of the most qualified people among the Nine Immortals."

"Don't tell me legends that I can't understand at all!" Li Qingming was also powerless. She had already known her talent for swordsmanship.

Even though it is not as worthless as Wang Jiu said, it is indeed not genius. At the time, she was in the inner sect, thanks to her tenacity and perseverance, she was able to get the chief position. Compared with a real genius like Li Wanqing, she was really the brilliance of fireflies...

"It's okay, don't worry. If you can't practice, I'll help you."

"You help me?"

Wang Jiu said: "Although I disdain to learn this kind of inferior mount sword technique, after all, you have been familiar with it after playing so many times. At that time, as long as you give up the control of your body, I will take you to use up these thirty-six sword techniques."

"Can you do it?" Li Qingming was highly suspicious.

"What a joke!" As he said that, Wang Jiu activated the magic sword technique, projecting the true form of his own sword spirit, holding the original body of the divine sword in one hand, and using the Wind Chasing Sword all the way.

Li Qingming initially looked at it with a picky look, trying to find out the unfamiliarities, but after only looking at it for two, he could no longer take his eyes away.

It's really perfect.

Although it is just an introductory sword technique for the outer sect, every simple sword path of Zhuifeng Sword actually contains countless changes, and the sword style connection is even more particular. In the last three paths, you must combine the true interpretation of the sword intent to get the essence, which is not a routine.

This is why Li Qingming is not optimistic about Wang Jiu. She has never told Wang Jiu about the true explanation of the Feng Zhuang Sword. She just practiced the routine by herself. He was just a sword spirit, and after just reading it twice, he could afford the essence. Isn’t that saying that his qualifications and understanding have become extraordinary and saints? It is absolutely impossible!

But now, the impossible thing happened in front of you. The thirty-six wind-chasing swords seemed to be sublimated in Wang Jiu's hands. Each sword technique showed a more exquisiteness than the original version, but it did not lose the original intention of the wind-chasing sword. When it reached the last three paths, Wang Jiu's eyes condensed and his breath was held. The white sword in his hand suddenly burst into a shimmer. From one side, he released three feet of sword energy and shot it out, which easily tore the sand and stone floor in the courtyard.

Li Qingming stopped breathing immediately.

Without relying on the true qi and spiritual wind, and relying solely on the sword intent to release the sword energy, this is the supreme realm of the last three ways of the Feng Zhuang Sword, or even the supreme realm that only exists in theory, actually...

Wang Jiu said: "Do you believe it now? The poor swordsmanship of your mounts is really too simple for me."

Li Qingming was silent for a while: "To be honest, it's really fun to see you melt and brag while you are bragging."

"This hell is inferior pigment!"

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In any case, Li Qingming still hurried to the outer school grounds located on the outskirts of Dongcheng, Qingyun. After breaking through the wind barrier, the girl was extremely fast and came outside the city in less than a quarter of an hour. At this time, the night had not yet arrived, so she could barely be counted as before the time limit.

Unexpectedly, the school ground was almost crowded, with more than 200 younger disciples from the outside sect gathering, and the surrounding area was densely packed. Li Zhiyuan, a swordsman, stood in the middle of the school ground, holding a black iron sword in his hand, and looked at Li Qingming who was rushing toward him coldly.

"Finally come? Then start."

Li Qingming was a little surprised at the other party's cleanliness and vigor. Before, this swordsman must have a cold word to himself who was almost late.

However, you should not take it lightly. As a child of Li Jiayuan who is not very young, Li Zhiyuan has ordinary talents, qualifications, blood and connections, and his talent in swordsmanship is still good. Thanks to the promotion of Lu Xin, the mistress of the Li family, he was able to serve as an outside teacher and gain a foothold in Qingyun City.

Since it is Lu Xin's camp, it is naturally her Li Qingming's enemy. God knows how many conspiracies have been prepared for him...

Li Qingming walked slowly to the colonel's field, feeling hundreds of gazes around him in an instant, which seemed even more nervous than before.

"So let me do it." Wang Jiu suggested.

"No, I'll do it myself. This is my practice after all, my assessment... I may have poor qualifications and mediocre intelligence, but at least I still have the pride of a monk."

After saying that, Li Qingming raised the white sword, nodded to the teacher, and began to demonstrate the Wind Chasing Sword all the way.

As soon as she got started, the girl felt something was wrong. Her limbs and bones seemed to be vaguely repulsive, and every move was particularly far-fetched.

No, Wang Jiu, are you still making trouble at this time?

"Don't let me swear, I did nothing."

"Then what's going on?"

Before Wang Jiu's answer was enough, Li Qingming tightened his spiritual consciousness without hesitation in order to overcome the repulsion of his body, and the power after breaking through the wind barrier was released without reservation.

boom!

With a dull sound of wind, a wave of air was thrust in the entire martial arts venue.

Li Zhiyuan's eyes changed, and there was even more discussion around the schoolyard.

At the same time, Li Qingming finally calmed down and began to continue practicing along the way. Soon the sword light was like a net, and the sword force chased the wind.

If the thirty-six-way wind-chasing sword is just used for practice, the practice can be completed with a cup of tea. Soon, Li Qingming used the last three paths. These three paths are seriously insufficient, but at this time, he could only rely on the wind-flying realm and forcefully to use it. As soon as the long sword moved, Wang Jiu's perfect sword path, which was like a flying immortal from the sky, could not help but appear in his mind.

When the thought broke in his mind, the movements on his hands naturally deformed. Li Qingming only felt a tingling pain in his arm meridians, which was retaliated by the sword intent. He quickly pressed the pain, but this repeated, contradictory, and the control of the power was a mess. In the end, even the sword could not control it and broke out, smashing the stone slab all the way...

The venue was dead silent.

Li Qingming raised his head high to cover up the uncoverable blush on his face.

In full view of everyone... this is a lifelong shame for her!

In silence, Li Qingming suddenly heard the voice of his own sword spirit in his mind.

"Let me tell them that you are practicing the flying sword outside the sky. Just say that after the thirty-six-way wind-chasing sword, you suddenly flew out of your hand. The enemy must have expected it..."
Chapter completed!