Chapter 1529： You Long Sword Formation

"Experience does not mean absolute, and the same is true of qualifications. Those monks with spiritual bodies are not very experienced, and they are not promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. Wuling Sanren is the root of the five spiritual roots, so don't they also enter the Nascent Soul stage?"

Wang Changsheng did not agree with Wang Qingling's statement, and his face was full of sadness.

Wang Huabiao has failed, I hope Wang Mengbin will succeed!

Wang Mengbin's experience is indeed richer than Wang Huabi's, but Wang Changsheng is not sure that Wang Mengbin will definitely enter the Yuanying period.

The rumbling thunder continued, and the silver lightning poured down one after another. The whole valley was submerged by the dazzling silver lightning. The ground shook violently, the dust flew up, several peaks shook violently, and a large number of gravel rolled from the stone walls. fall.

After a cup of tea, Leiyun was still more than a hundred feet in size. With a huge roar, Leiyun turned into a silver giant tiger more than thirty feet in size, swooped down from the sky and plunged into the ground. Wang Mengbin's cave.

Boom!

After an earth-shattering loud noise, the two mountain peaks suddenly burst, turning into dust, thick smoke billowing, and the powerful air waves shook countless flying sand and rocks.

As soon as these flying sand and stones approached Wang Changsheng, they were blocked by an invisible force and could not move forward.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, the valley was razed to the ground, and the Lei Xing Ling fruit tree was also smashed into **** by the thunder tribulation. There were some silver sawdust scattered on the ground, and the silver sawdust flashed with a faint aura.

Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingling, and Ye Haitang flew into the valley, and their eyes swept around, looking for Wang Mengbin.

A large cloud of smoke and dust splashed on the ground, and Wang Mengbin climbed out of a mound. He was ragged, with a gray face, and looked a little embarrassed. His face was pale and excited, and a huge spiritual pressure was exuding from his body.

"Haha, I finally entered the Yuan Ying stage."

Wang Mengbin laughed wildly in the sky. After cultivating for hundreds of years, he finally entered the Nascent Soul period. How many monks have stopped at the golden elixir throughout the ages?

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and finally let go of his dangling heart. The more Nascent Soul cultivators in the family, the safer the family would be, and he could go out and travel with confidence.

After a while, Wang Mengbin returned to normal. He calmed down his excitement, walked quickly to Wang Changsheng, bowed and said, "Grandson pays respects to the ancestors."

"Meng Bin, congratulations! Three happy birthdays are coming today."

Wang Changsheng said with a smile, the Gold Swallowing Ant Queen, Double Eyed Rat and Wang Mengbin advanced one after another.

Wang Mengbin was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously, "Three joys are coming? Are they also entering the Nascent Soul stage?"

"That's not true, Qingqing and Qingjun are still in retreat, Huaya failed, Meng Bin, you have just given birth, take care of yourself, consolidate your cultivation, go to Qinglian Peak to cultivate first, Meng Fen will send someone to help you rebuild the cave. of."

Wang Changsheng warned with a look of concern on his face.

Wang Mengbin responded and followed Wang Changsheng towards Qinglian Peak.

East Wilderness, Taiyi Immortal Gate.

In a secluded small courtyard with green tiles, there is a silver fruit tree more than ten feet high in the corner of the courtyard. The fruit branches are lush and leafy, and dozens of pale silver fruits are hanging. There are some silver leaves scattered on the ground, and the leaves are cut by sharp tools. Yes, very smooth at the edges.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged under the fruit tree, his eyes fixed on the silver fruit tree. The nine green glass swords moved slowly among the silver fruit trees. The speed was very slow. Surprisingly, the green glass swords did not touch a leaf or trunk.

He is practicing the sword formation, which he learned from the Taiyi Sword Wall.

After a while, Wang Qingshan's sword art changed, and the nine azure glass swords suddenly burst into blue light, scurrying up and down the silver fruit trees, the sound of breaking wind was loud, accompanied by a loud sword chant, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and the sword light was like a sword. Electric, from a distance, nine azure lights danced around in the silver fruit trees.

Strangely, the nine green glass swords did not touch a single leaf, nor did they touch the trunk.

Wang Qingshan's face showed a happy expression, and when he pinched the sword, the nine azure lights burst into a loud sword chant, turning into nine azure lights and flew towards him. It was torn apart by nine blue lights.

The speed of the nine azure lights was getting faster and faster, leaving behind afterimages, vaguely forming a miniature cyan flood dragon, and the cyan flood dragon rampaged.

After a while, Wang Qingshan's sword art changed again. Nine azure lights fell in front of him and turned into nine flying swords with sparkling azure light. Generally, the shaking is constant.

"It's called Youlong Sword Formation!"

Wang Qingshan's eyes showed a strong look of joy, and he muttered to himself.

It took him ten years to perfect this set of sword formations, which integrated attack and defense, far from being comparable to the sword formations he had mastered in the past.

Jianxiu is almost invincible at the same level. This is the consensus of the Xiuxian world. However, Jianxiu's defense is not strong, and he is afraid of body cultivator's close attack.

This set of Dragon Sword Formation is a combination of offense and defense, with many changes. With the Qinglian sword as the eye, its power is even greater. However, Wang Qingshan has not had the opportunity to test the power of the Dragon Sword Formation for the time being.

"It's not too long to come out, it's time to return to Qinglian Island."

Wang Qingshan muttered to himself, with a pinch of his sword technique, the nine azure glass swords turned into nine azure lights, which disappeared into his sleeves.

Wang Qingshan got up and walked out Three cunningly lying at the gate of the courtyard, it is currently a third-order middle grade.

He pursues swordsmanship, but he does not care about the cultivation of the three cunning. For him, the three cunning are used for transportation. He is not Wang Qingling, and regards the spirit beasts as everything.

Wang Qingshan jumped on the back of Sanshoujiao, his legs were sandwiched between his legs, and Sanshoujiu let out a low roar and flew towards the sky.

On the way, I met many disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect. They all stopped and made way. Wang Qingshan nodded and said nothing.

A quarter of an hour later, the three cunning appeared outside a vast blue bamboo forest. Looking around, the bamboos in the bamboo forest were more than a hundred feet high. Outside the bamboo forest stood a blue stone tablet with a height of three feet. "Xiaoyao Forest" three golden characters, this is the cave residence of Xiaoyao Jianzun.

As soon as Wang Qingshan landed, the voice of Xiaoyao Jianzun suddenly sounded: "It took so long to understand a set of sword formations, come in! I have something to tell you."

As soon as the voice fell, the green bamboo moved quickly, making way for a passage, and Wang Qingshan strode in.

Not long after, he appeared in front of a simple green bamboo building. The interior of the bamboo building was simple. Sword Master Xiaoyao was lying on a bamboo slump, holding a green gourd in his hand. .

"The disciple meets the master."

Wang Qingshan walked quickly to Sword Master Xiaoyao, bowed and saluted.

"What's the name of the sword formation you understood? It actually took ten years."

Xiaoyao Jianzun poured a sip of spirit wine into his mouth and asked casually.

"You Long Sword Formation, after ten years, the disciple has finally perfected this sword formation."

Wang Qingshan's face was full of joy. To be honest, it took ten years to perfect a sword formation, and it took thousands of years to perfect a set of exercises.

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