Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 103 People are most afraid of three long and two short, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long

Hongyun Sect Market,
Chen Wang was sitting in the room, with nine flying knives flying around him.
Normally, a cultivator in the Qi training stage would not be able to use this set of Green Leaf Flying Knives so easily.

But as soon as Chen Wang got it, he was able to perform extremely detailed operations.
"As expected, strong mental strength has many benefits for cultivation."

Chen Wang curled his lips slightly, and the nine flying knives were put into his arms.

Now he has three attacking magic weapons in his hand.

A white jade bracelet, a three-inch flying sword, and this set of green leaf flying knives.

"Magic weapons can be used to defend yourself and kill enemies, but you can't get addicted to them. You still have to practice magic."

Chen Wang put away the Green Leaf Flying Knife and began to practice the Fire Snake Technique.

Fire Snake Magic is an intermediate magic that is extremely difficult to practice.

Although Chen Wang's affinity for fire has increased, the casting of a spell involves extremely complicated methods.
The formula for the Fire Snake Technique alone is extremely complicated.
It is impossible to cast it instantly like the elementary spells Fireball and Spectral Sword.
"Although mid-level and advanced spells are powerful, they are also relatively slow to cast. They can be used as a trump card. If you are facing an enemy in battle, it is more rapid to use small spells that can react quickly."

As his realm improved and the number of battles increased, Chen Wang also had some understanding of his own.

However, he did not give up the practice of Fire Snake Technique.

That day he successfully condensed a fire snake, which gave him great confidence.

But today, even after practicing till the end, I still couldn't condense the fire snake.

Chen Wang couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't rush anything."

…………

In the mountains,

A burly old man was running like the wind, with a yellow talisman paper pasted on his body.

As light as a swallow, as fast as a galloping horse, as nimble as a monkey,
Flying among the mountains and forests.

Suddenly!

A clear dragon roar sounded, and he turned around and saw that it was the sharp flying sword again.
"Again!"

The burly old man was fed up with it, so he raised his black shield again and rushed forward directly!
But the flying sword not only remained as powerful as before, but was even sharper than before.
Of course, this is also because his magic power has decreased.

clang!
There was a loud noise,
The burly old man was knocked away, and his back hit a tree hard.
Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs were shaking.
The flying sword once again moved away like a dragon and disappeared into the air.
"Just leave after the fight. If the fight continues like this, when will it end?"

The burly old man looked a little pale at this time. He took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it. Immediately, a warm medicinal power spread around.

It replenished some of the energy that had been consumed.

"If I can't completely get rid of this mysterious marking technique, I'm afraid I'll die under this flying sword if it happens again."

The burly old man put away his shield.

But then he frowned and his pupils shrank suddenly.
"Shield!!"

This shield is called the Black Iron Shield, and is made from the Cold Iron Elite.

After refining it for 49 days, three formations were carved.

This is the favorite of this burly old man.

The black iron shield moved at will, and its defense reached extreme speed.

If not, he wouldn't be able to resist the flying sword several times in a row.
The flying sword was of very high quality, surpassing the category of top-grade magical weapons.

At this time, the burly old man cast a spell in his hand, and rays of light fell on the black iron shield. After a moment, rays of starlight lit up on the black iron shield.

The burly old man's pupils contracted, and he slapped his thigh fiercely, unable to help but swear.
"Damn it! So that's how it is!"

Then, he came to a secluded place, leaned against a bluestone, and used his magical powers.
Rays of light continuously washed over the black iron shield, and the starlight on the black iron shield gradually faded.

Although the burly old man consumed a lot of mana, he was a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training and was now at the eighth level of Qi training.

The later you get into the Qi training stage, the more difficult it becomes to take a step forward.
Many people with poor qualifications also linger in the middle stage throughout their lives.

Some people even spend their entire lives practicing Qi at the first or second level and find it difficult to make further progress.

The burly old man turned his magic power around and couldn't help but drink another sip of the medicine, recovering some of his cultivation.
Finally, under the impact of magical powers, the starlight on the shield was completely shattered.

Looking at the black iron shield full of cracks, the burly old man felt a little distressed.
But I was also relieved.

"I didn't expect the secret to be here. If I can't figure it out, I will definitely die in the hands of this woman with three more swords."

He recognized the flying sword of the female cultivator of the Red Cloud Sect.
He had used various detection spells before, but could not find any marks on his body.

Later, an idea struck me, and I guessed that the mark might be on the shield.
Sure enough, after checking, it was found that the shield was marked many times!
"I think it was marked when the flying sword collided with the shield."

He took a deep breath and sighed.
"Who can stand this?"

He shook his head.

"The matter of the Alchemy Hall has been exposed. We must inform them of this matter as soon as possible."

The female cultivators of the Red Cloud Sect have a very advanced method of using talisman paper to communicate.

But this burly old man doesn't know how to do that.

Xiuxian is an extremely large system, which can be said to be vast and boundless, with various spells emerging one after another.

Each sect has different focuses on practice.

This burly old man was born in the Five Poison Sect and was more skilled in making and refining poisons.

With a move of his body, he disappeared into the mountains.

…………

In an antique room in Hongyun Sect,
The room was decorated in an extremely elegant style. There was an antique scabbard hanging beside the bed, and there was no trace of rouge or powder on it.

The owner of this room is a tall woman with a cool temperament.
It was the female cultivator that Chen Wang had seen before.
A disciple of the Red Cloud Sect, Su Jie.

The dream lover of all the Red Cloud Sect disciples,
Su Jie is extremely talented, and now many of the Hongyun Sect's law enforcement matters fall on her.

At this moment, Su Jie slowly opened her eyes. A flying sword broke through the air and hovered in front of her. The sword body kept humming, as if telling something.
Su Jie raised her eyebrows.
"This old thief is not that stupid."

She pointed casually, and the flying sword fell into the scabbard beside the bed, becoming extremely calm.

Su Jie pondered for a moment, grabbed the sword in her hand, stood up and walked out.

………………

A middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, with an iron sword across his knees.
At this time, there was still an incense burner in front of him, with smoke curling up, making him look ethereal.
He held the magic formula in his hands and muttered something, while the incense in the incense burner flickered.

Suddenly,

He opened his eyes. His temples were gray, and he looked elegant and romantic.

But these eyes were too sharp, as sharp as a knife, making it difficult to look directly at them, adding a bit of fierceness.
At this time, the incense burner has two short incense sticks and one long incense stick.
The middle-aged monk with gray hair on his temples was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
"People are most afraid of three longs and two shorts, and incense is most afraid of two shorts and one long. Is something really going to happen?"

(End of this chapter)