Chapter 70 - Unaware of the Dangers of the World

  . A week has passed in a hurry.

  The whole Zixia City is in a panic.

  The demon cultivator is like a drop of water entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

  Although the resident immortal cultivators in Zixia City have mobilized all their forces to search, they have not given any results that people like to hear.

  Xu Jun naturally did not wait for the demon cultivator, but he waited for the projection opportunity in March.

  Sensing the two nodes emitting a faint glow in his mind.

  Xu Jun continued to choose the world of the sword boy without hesitation.

  Name: Xu Jun

  Age: 16 years old

  Cultivation: Sword Ming 82

  Talent: Sword Saint Body, Sword Heart Clear and

  Powerful, Sword Saint Body really has no bottleneck and limit.

  Xu Jun also tried to increase the sword ringing on Shuiyuan Star, but he clearly inherited all the cultivation methods and training skills from Xu Jun.

  However, when he was practicing, he found that increasing the sword ringing was so difficult that it was simply not something that people could do.

  Especially as the number of sword ringings increased, it would be even more difficult to superimpose them.

  According to Xu Jun's own estimation, after reaching thirty chimes, if he still wants to increase his original body, it may take ten years to sharpen a new sword chime.

  After reaching this conclusion, Xu Jun completely gave up the idea of ​​practicing hard.

  However, look at the other world's little Xu Jun.

  He has already accumulated seventy sword chimes, but he can still maintain the speed of increasing one chime per month.

  With this difficulty, how can people without talent... survive?

  If you have to compare it, it may be the difficulty of asking people who fail math to prove why 1+1 equals 2.

  The mind entered the light spot.

  Suddenly, all the experiences of little Xu Jun in this year unfolded slowly in front of him.

  There was nothing special.

  Little Xu Jun still lived a routine life, practicing swordsmanship and increasing the number of sword chimes every day.

  In addition, every now and then, little Xu Jun would find Brother Qingfeng, and the two would fight in the martial arts training field.

  However, as little Xu Jun became stronger, Qingfeng had already started to practice real kung fu.

  Flying swords, top-grade magic tools, first-level top-grade talismans, spells in the late stage of Qi training, etc.

  Little Xu Jun had seen and learned all these methods of fighting against enemies in the late stage of Qi training.

  Of course, the current little Xu Jun still couldn't beat Qingfeng. He had fought so many times, but he had never won once.

  Xu Jun suddenly remembered something.

  The current little Xu Jun was still an innate.

  Moreover, because little Xu Jun didn't have the ability of the Pixiu Saint Body to swallow everything without excreting, his own Qi and blood had only just entered the innate level.

  Whether it was strength, speed or endurance, they couldn't compare with himself.

  But even so, facing Qingfeng who was almost going all out, little Xu Jun was able to fight back and forth before he was exhausted. With

  such strength, what else could he ask for?

  Perhaps, when little Xu Jun opened the sky and became a cultivator in the Qi training stage, he would be able to defeat Qingfeng.

  As soon as this thought came up, Xu Jun was shocked.

  A Qi training level one defeated Qingfeng in the late stage of Qi training?

  This was too ridiculous.

  But think about it, if it was little Xu Jun, it would really be possible.

  Just as Xu Jun was daydreaming, little Xu Jun had already stood up with his sword and found Qingfeng again.

  This time, Qingfeng did not immediately agree to little Xu Jun's request for a sparring match. He said with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, you and I have fought so many times, and we are very familiar with each other's methods. There is no progress if we continue to spar."

  Little Xu Jun said without hesitation: "Senior Brother, I have made progress."

  Qingfeng's face darkened, which was really unlovable.

  Of course I know you have made progress, but your progress is too fast.   

  If we continue to fight, let alone the sword chirping over 100, even if the sword chirping reaches 90, I am afraid I will have to take a detour.

  Damn, I have tried it and I know that the more the sword chirping is superimposed, the more powerful

  it is. It is incredible. The experience imagined by the predecessors is far from the actual results.

  However, looking at the expectation of the little junior brother, Qingfeng did not know how to refuse.

  Little Xu Jun curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, you haven't practiced with me for two months."

  Qingfeng's mouth twitched slightly.

  Why don't you practice with you? Don't you know the reason?

  But think about it carefully, this kid really doesn't know.

  Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, Qingfeng coughed lightly, and said: "Little junior brother, in order to let you improve your swordsmanship as soon as possible, I have a suggestion."

  Xu Jun, who was a bystander, saw Qingfeng's tone and eyes that were obviously misleading the little boy, and immediately knew that he had bad intentions.

  "Reject, reject, reject."

  Unfortunately, this time, little Xu Jun did not hear Xu Jun's cry from the bottom of his heart.

  He said directly, "Brother, please speak."

  Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "Little brother, the cultivation world is not peaceful now. There are many robbery cultivators who are looking for prey everywhere to obtain money and property, and kill people for money."

  Although little Xu Jun is not very old, only sixteen years old, he is not stupid. He can understand what his brother means.

  His eyes rolled around and he said, "Brother, you want me to be a robbery cultivator?"

  Xu Jun's mind was shaken and he almost went home.

  I thought the little guy was smart, but now it seems that he is really stupid.

  "Pfft, pfft, pfft..." Qingfeng spat three times and said, "Nonsense, how can our Qinglian Sword Sect do the things of the robbery cultivators."

  Little Xu Jun laughed and said, "I understand, you want me to kill the robbery cultivators."

  Qingfeng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, although the strength of these robbery cultivators is not high, they are proficient in the art of killing, which is similar to our sword cultivators. Moreover, their cultivation is different, their skills are different, and their fighting methods are also different. Fighting with them will be of great benefit to you."

  Xu Jun's spiritual thoughts stared at Qingfeng's head.

  This guy is very bad. He actually encouraged little Xu Jun to kill the robbery cultivators.

  Are the robbery cultivators so easy to kill?

  Although everyone knows that there is great terror between life and death, when experiencing a life-and-death battle, more potential can often be released, and once you pass the life-and-death barrier, there will be huge gains.

  But, the life-and-death barrier.

  You can win countless times, but as long as you die once, that is the end of death.

  Little Xu Jun is sixteen years old this year, and he obviously has an infinitely bright future.

  As long as he practices quietly here, the foundation-building pill after the creation of the world cannot be said to be easily obtained, but as he has the holy body of the sword, there should be no bottleneck before the Nascent Soul.

  What if he dies in the battle...

  Xu Jun simply didn't dare to think about it.

  He tried to make the little guy refuse, but it didn't work at all.

  "Brother, I am willing. Wherever there is a robbery cultivator, let's go quickly."

  Qingfeng laughed and said, "Junior brother, if you want to find a robbery cultivator, there is a good way."

  "What method?"

  "Fishing."

  One day later, under the worried and unwilling gaze of Xu Jun.

  Little Xu Jun, who didn't know the dangers of the world, happily followed Qingfeng and left Xujiazhuang.

  The more Xu Jun looked at Qingfeng, the more he felt that this guy had rat eyebrows and cunning eyes, and looked like a bitch.

  He wouldn't do it on purpose because he was jealous of little Xu Jun's talent?

  If so, then...

  I seem to be powerless.

  (End of this chapter)