Chapter 305: The competition is over, and the cultivation continues to improve
At this moment, the time traveler's heart was filled with pressure.
It seems that challenging the top ten geniuses or Qingyang Sword is not as easy as he thought.
After making the decision in his heart to try to surpass Zhang Ji, when he saw that Zhang Ji's competition was over, the time-traveling body wanted to turn around and leave.
However, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when he left, Zhang Ji seemed to look here with a slightly disdainful look.
The time traveler frowned and took Zhang Yong away.
[You have come to the library and are collecting your rewards...]
In the library attic.
"Have you figured out what you want?"
Behind the wooden table in front, an old man with a white beard was sitting.
After taking a look at the old man who seemed to be in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Transmigrating Body nodded and said, "Then the two extra rewards will be exchanged for ten Spiritual Essence Pills and one Spiritual Technique."
He was very clear that the most important thing about spiritual arts was quality rather than quantity, so he only planned to choose one spiritual art.
The white-bearded old man nodded, then patted the storage bag on his waist and took out two things from the storage bag, a white porcelain bottle and a brown book.
"There are ten Spiritual Yuan Pills in this bottle. The book records the spiritual arts of the Qi training stage in the family. You can pick one from it and tell me when you've picked one."
As he spoke, he took out another four Lingyuan Pills, put them together in a porcelain bottle, and handed them all to the time-traveling body.
The time traveler took the porcelain bottle and the book, put the porcelain bottle into the storage bag, and then started flipping through the book.
The book contains the names of some spiritual arts and detailed introductions.
Fireball...
Water polo...
Water Arrow Technique...
Flying Leaf Technique...
There was a dazzling array of spiritual arts that he recognized or did not recognize appearing on it.
For a moment, the time traveler was in a dilemma.
At this time, Zhang Yong, who was standing next to him with an envious look on his face, noticed that he had been staring at the water attribute magic, so he said, "Brother Zhang Yun, you can actually try to pick out magic of other attributes."
"Hmm?" The time traveler looked puzzled.
Zhang Yong explained, "Although the technique you practiced, little brother Zhang Yun, is the Water Spirit Technique, since you have five elements of mixed spiritual roots, you can actually perform spiritual techniques of other attributes, but they may be weaker..."
Listening to his narration, the time-traveling body seemed to be thinking about something.
With Zhang Yong's reminder, the scope of his search for spiritual arts was not limited to water-attributed spiritual arts. However, in the end he did not choose the five elements spell, but chose a spell outside the five elements.
The art of controlling objects!
The description of the spiritual technique states that after successful practice, one can control the movement of objects with the mind.
The time traveler had a deep impression of this spiritual art. It seemed that Zhang Yan's opponent Zhang Le was using the flying sword magic weapon controlled by this spiritual art.
Even though he lost in the end, it doesn't mean that this spiritual technique is weak.
“Perhaps whether I can fly during the Qi training period depends on this spiritual technique.”
The time traveler thought of controlling objects to make them fly.
After selecting the spiritual technique he wanted, the white-bearded elder threw a white jade slip to him and said, "Put the jade slip on your forehead, then probe your mind into the jade slip, and the information about the spiritual technique will be infused into your brain."
The time traveler looked at the jade slip which seemed vaguely familiar and did as he was told.
The next second, a bunch of information appeared in his mind.
After obtaining the spiritual technique, he returned the jade slip to the white-bearded old man, and then left the library with Zhang Yong.
After chatting for a while on the road, the time-traveling body and Zhang Yong separated.
As he walked towards his own courtyard, the impact of this incident was gradually becoming apparent.
In a courtyard full of red flowers, a tall, masculine young man with a stubbled face sat cross-legged on the ground, apparently practicing with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from him, and the surrounding flowers and plants were bent by the air wave.
Qingyang Sword Zhang Jiankun opened his eyes, "Finally broke through to the eighth level of Qi training."
In order to achieve this breakthrough, he didn't even take part in the family competition, but fortunately he succeeded.
However, just as he was consolidating the powerful spiritual energy in his body, a paper crane carrying a message flew in from outside.
Qingyang Jian frowned and grabbed the paper crane.
At this time, a young boy's voice came from the paper crane.
"Brother Jiankun, this time the competition..."
The voice slowly recounted Xiaobi's story, with emphasis on Zhang Yun.
"The second-level Qi training Zhang Yun who was defeated by you last time not only broke through to the fourth level of Qi training, but also mastered the spiritual arts to perfection, and even comprehended the artistic conception..."
What?
Qingyang Sword Zhang Jiankun thought for a long time before he remembered who Zhang Yun was.
But he did think about it. After hearing these words, his eyebrows on his indifferent face furrowed tightly.
"Fourth level of Qi training, great spiritual skills, artistic conception?"
"That guy with such poor qualifications?"
Qingyang Jian was a little bit unconvinced.
In order to verify the correctness of these words, he went out to confirm it, and then got an answer that surprised him.
It’s actually true!
The boy who he previously thought had poor qualifications and was not even qualified to challenge him, actually grew so much in just one month?
"How did he improve so quickly?"
He couldn't help but feel a little fearful.
However, when he later learned that the boy's spiritual roots had been tested again and the result was still that he had mixed five elements spiritual roots, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He commented calmly, "With his qualifications, he will never have a chance to catch up with me in this lifetime."
Especially since he had already reached the eighth level of Qi training, it was even more impossible for the young man named Zhang Yun to catch up with him.
The opponent was already four levels behind him, and now his spiritual roots were so poor, how could he catch up?
"When I build my foundation, it will be good if Zhang Yun can reach the late stage of Qi training."
Qingyang Jian thought lightly.
After thinking about it, he withdrew his attention and did not continue to focus on that person.
He is just an insignificant person and is not worth paying too much attention to. Instead of paying more attention to him, it is better to pay more attention to the nine guys that he is afraid of.
In addition to his reaction, the Zhang family cultivators who did not attend the competition also received the news one after another, and knew that there was an additional genius in this competition.
Of course, they also knew that the man had five elements of mixed spiritual roots. For a moment, some people gloated over his misfortune, some felt regretful, and some were relieved...
While they were discussing the time traveler, the time traveler returned to the small courtyard.
As soon as I entered the courtyard, a greeting was heard.
"Hello, Master."
The person who spoke was a simple and honest man in his thirties with dark skin and solid muscles.
At this moment, he was busy in the spiritual field barefoot, his whole body covered with sweat. Seeing him enter the small courtyard, he hurriedly said hello.
The time traveler glanced at him, nodded, and walked towards the bamboo house.
Of course he knew this person. Since the spiritual field was rather troublesome to manage, he specially hired a mortal.
Of course, to put it nicely, it's employment, but to put it bluntly, it's a personal slave. His life belongs to him, and he specializes in doing dirty and tiring work.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in the family, but rather very common.
Moreover, those mortals were willing to be slaves, and they fought tooth and nail just to have a chance to become immortals.
Among them are ordinary people and some warriors.
As far as the time-traveling body knew, the honest man who was busy in the fields was just a second-rate warrior outside.
The time traveler would naturally not refuse such a good thing as having someone take care of chores.
Moreover, apart from the dangerous jade slip, all his important things were in the storage bag, so he was not afraid of losing anything.
Of course, what the time traveler doesn’t know is that there is competition everywhere, and those who want to be slaves are no exception.
Being a slave to someone with a good temper and high cultivation is naturally the best, and being a slave to someone with a bad temper and low cultivation is naturally the worst.
This man named Yu Dazhuang was a stubborn and violent person because of his martial arts skills and he didn't know how to bribe, so he was naturally the kind of person who was excluded.
After some operations, it was assigned to him, a cultivator who had only reached the second level of Qi training and had a bleak future.
The time-traveling body walked into the bamboo house, and the man named Yu Dazhuang also stopped what he was doing and looked at the young man who walked into the house with complicated eyes.
After getting to know him over this period of time, he naturally knew where he was assigned.
I know that this young man is only at the second level of Qi training, and I heard that his aptitude for cultivation is also the worst.
After a few seconds, a deep sigh was heard.
"Why think so much? I should think about how to serve this immortal..."
Since you have chosen the immortal, there is no way to change it and you can only follow it.
In the bamboo house.
The time-traveling body tried to practice the art of controlling objects.
He was practicing here, and Su Qi, who was looking at him practicing from high in the sky, frowned slightly.
"It's a pity that the object control technique is not recorded in books, otherwise I could have written it down."
He remembered the previous water arrow technique, spiritual rain technique, and water curtain technique.
As for why I wrote it down...
“I don’t know if it will be useful in the real world.”
If only I could...
Su Qi's eyes showed curiosity and some anticipation.
If spiritual arts could be used in reality, then combined with the isotope mode, perhaps some miracles could be created.
For example, the Spirit Rain Technique might be able to bring life to the Death Star.
[You continue to practice spiritual arts...]
The scene flashed rapidly.
Su Qi saw that after Yu Dazhuang had tidied up the spiritual field, he walked out of the small courtyard and went to a small wooden house that had been built outside.
After he left, the time-traveling body dug out the mysterious jade slip.
[You are testing the mysterious jade slip...]
after a while.
[You failed. Nothing came out of your test. The blood oath and the divine sense probe were like a drop of water in the ocean. Nothing happened at all.]
"Um?"
"What exactly is this jade slip?"
After failing to find out anything, the time-traveling body sighed, buried the jade slip again, and started practicing spiritual arts again.
Just as he was practicing spiritual arts, a group of people came outside the small courtyard.
"Hey, isn't this the martial arts master Yu Dazhuang?"
Yu Dazhuang walked out of the house and looked at the eight people standing outside with a frown.
The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man with a small goatee on his face. He was vaguely the leader of the eight people.
"Recently, the master gave me a health pill as a reward. If we mortals take it, it can prolong our lives!"
As he spoke, he raised a yellow pill in his hand.
After showing off for a bit, he said with a hint of sarcasm, "I wonder if you are having a good time here?"
He felt very disgusted with this guy who pretended to be noble by relying on his martial arts skills.
But he knew that this so-called master of Yu Dazhuang was only at the second level of Qi training.
You have to know that his master is at the seventh level of Qi training. How can he be compared to the one at the second level?
So, this is why he dared to come here. After all, when beating a dog, you have to look at its owner.
He thought to himself that even if the immortal came, he would not dare to do anything to him.
The master of the seventh level of Qi training is also the reason why he can occupy a dominant position among the eight people.
Hu Dao thought proudly.
Yu Dazhuang glanced at the pill, lowered his eyes slightly, concealed the complicated emotions in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Stay away from me!"
"What's wrong? Are you disappointed, envious or jealous? I thought so too. How could your master, who is at the second level of Qi training, possibly reward you with something like this?"
The more he talked, the smuger his face became.
“Yes, yes!”
"Brother Hu Dao is right. Brother Hu Dao, your master, Immortal Zhang Zhi, has reached the seventh level of Qi training. How could Yu Dazhuang's master possibly give you such a thing..."
Several people nearby immediately agreed.
Yu Dazhuang listened to their mockery of the immortal and said angrily, "If you don't leave now, don't blame me for using violence!"
"Haha, come on, don't think I'm afraid of you, let me tell you..."
Hu Dao was just about to make a few sarcastic remarks when suddenly a fist as big as a sandbag appeared in front of him.
With a bang, he stumbled and one of his eyes became swollen.
"How dare you hit me?"
"I'm going to hit you!" Yu Dazhuang snorted coldly, then stepped forward and continued to beat him.
Suddenly there was a sound of wailing.
"If you dare to hit me, you're done!"
Hu Dao's face was full of resentment, and he quickly crushed a jade plate.
Yu Dazhuang's face changed and he thought of something.
The facts were pretty much as he had guessed. In less than a minute, while Hu Dao was grinning triumphantly, a young man with a sinister look slowly walked over from a distance.
"What are you doing?"
Hu Dao pointed at Yu Dazhuang and said, adding fuel to the fire, "Master, he..."
Not long after he finished explaining, Zhang Zhi glanced at Yu Dazhuang with a cold look, which made his body stiffen and filled him with fear.
"You think you can bully my servant?"
A cold and murderous voice sounded.
The next moment, he raised his hand, as if he was about to attack.
Seeing this, Yu Dazhuang's eyes showed some despair.
Just when he thought he was going to die, and was even thinking about how the little immortal at the second level of Qi training would react after his death, another pair of footsteps sounded.
"what happened?"
The time traveler who heard the noise came out and asked.
Seeing him walk out of the small courtyard, Hu Dao guessed who he was in an instant, his eyes lit up immediately, "Master, he should be the master of this guy."
Hearing his words, Yu Dazhuang's face changed. After a moment's change, he hurriedly said, "Little Immortal, this is none of your business... Leave quickly..."
However, just as he was worried that the little immortal would be implicated, a slightly fearful exclamation came out of Zhang Zhi's mouth unexpectedly.
"Zhang Yun is you!"
