Chapter 47
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"Holy shit!" Yi Qing's heart skipped a beat. He would have to be crazy to believe Shen Ying's words. Neither master nor disciple could be trusted. "Hey, hey, hey. Yi Qing, are you still alive?" No matter how powerful he was, there was no way he could win against Yi Qing who was two whole realms apart.
"You're a sword cultivator indeed. Kid, you do have some skills." Qing Yi pressed a hand to his chest and stood up shakily. He looked at Yi Qing, who was covered in blood, warily. "If you were a little stronger today, a Soul Formation cultivator … no, maybe a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. I would have died in your hands. " That strike just now had actually broken through his Red Lotus Hellfire. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation level was low and he didn't have enough Spiritual Energy, he would have died under that strike.
"Master …" Yi Qing moved and turned to look at Shen Ying, his eyes full of guilt and indignation. "I'm sorry, your disciple is not good enough … I didn't win … against him."
"Oh, it's okay." Shen Ying glanced at him and subconsciously put her hand on his head. She thought for a moment and added, "Don't worry. You won't get points deducted if you don't finish your homework."
"But even my sword …" He picked up the broken sword in his hand. It was a shame for a sword cultivator to have his sword broken.
"It's okay. Actually …"
Shen Ying tilted her head. Before she could answer, Qing Yi suddenly took two steps forward and stared at Yi Qing. "I really can't let you go on like this. Otherwise, there will be endless trouble. " With that said, he endured the pain on his body and summoned the huge dragon formed by the Karmic Fire again. He charged toward the three of them. "Today, you must die here."
The Fire Dragon left a trail of scorched earth in its wake. Just as it was about to engulf the three of them, Shen Ying frowned. She dropped her hand from Yi Qing's head and took the broken sword from his hand. She waved it in the direction of the Fire Dragon. "Shut up!"
Suddenly, there was a loud rumble. Qing Yi only felt a white light that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth brush past his sword. The fire dragon instantly disappeared, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank. Turning around, he saw that the entire Immortal Palace Secret Territory had been cut in half!
(⊙ _ ⊙) What … is this?!
Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! A series of cracking sounds came from all around. Cracks appeared on the ground, the palace, and even the sky, and they began to extend in all directions. The entire mystic realm seemed to be on the verge of shattering.
"Don't interrupt when others are talking!" Shen Ying said word by word.
Qing Yi: "..."
What … just happened?
"F * ck." Lonemoon jumped up. "Shen Ying, can you take it easy? Why did you attack this mystic realm for no reason?" This was bad. This was such a good ancient mystic realm. She might not even be able to use it now.
"You're blaming me?" Shen Ying rolled her eyes. It was clearly this place that was too fragile.
"F * ck!"
"Mas … ter?" Yi Qing stared blankly at the sword in her hand. The sword was clearly broken. It could no longer be considered a weapon. "Why …" Why was Master still able to use such a powerful technique?
"Huh?" Shen Ying was stunned. She followed his gaze to the sword in her hand. What did he mean?
"Why is Master still able to use this sword?" His eyes were filled with curiosity. This sword was clearly broken. No one could use any sword techniques. "Your disciple wants to know, where exactly am I lacking?"
Shen Ying stiffened. Was he asking his teacher because he did not finish his homework?
"Er …" Shen Ying coughed. Her eyes darted around before she said seriously, "Well … swordplay is about becoming one with the sword. You don't have a sword in your hand, but you have a sword in your heart. The sword is just a medium. Even a flower or a tree can be a sword. "
"Cheh, plagiarist!" Lonemoon rolled his eyes. He exposed her directly. Plagiarizing lines from martial arts novels again. Have some shame. "Don't listen to her nonsense. She's …"
"There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart …"
"No way. You really believe that?" Where's your IQ?
"Becoming one with the sword …" Yi Qing's body suddenly exploded with a huge amount of sword Qi. The Spirit Qi in the surroundings began to rush into his body. In an instant, it filled up his already depleted dantian. The wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his cultivation level began to increase.
"Holy shit. That works too!" Damn it. Do you have to have an epiphany just by listening to me? Even a die-hard fan doesn't have to be so professional, right? Do you think epiphanies are something your fans do?
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"Master, I understand now!" He suppressed the rapid growth of his cultivation level and turned to bow to Shen Ying. Then, he flew directly towards Qing Yi.
At this moment, he did not have any Dharma artifacts in his hands. Yet, thousands of spirit swords appeared around him. His sword intent was a hundred times stronger than before. Qing Yi's Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus could no longer hurt him. He had already suppressed his cultivation level to the Nascent Soul stage. Qing Yi was still a traveling immortal. Yet, the two of them seemed to have swapped positions. Now, it was Yi Qing who was suppressing Qing Yi.
Lonemoon: "…" He felt like he understood less and less this stupid world.
Fine. Do whatever you want. I don't care anymore!
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"Ha … yawn. I'm so tired! Father Niu, watch. I'm going to take a nap. "Shen Ying stretched lazily and suddenly spoke.
"…" Sleep my ass. Do you have any hobbies other than eating and sleeping? Is the person fighting over there your own disciple?
Wait a minute!
"You just agreed to let Yi Qing choose. Don't tell me it's because you're too tired to move?"
"…"
A while later …
"The weather is so good today. What are we having for lunch?"
Why are you hesitating! It's true, right? You're f * cking lazy, aren't you?!
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Yi Qing's counterattack took less than half an hour to finish off Qing Yi. He had suppressed his cultivation level to its limit. Perhaps it was because the Spirit Qi in this immortal palace was too thick. Yi Qing's epiphany ended in less than four hours. His cultivation level rose from the Nascent Soul stage to the Soul Formation stage. He caught up with Lonemoon's cultivation level in an instant.
Lonemoon could only curse at this.
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You can't cheat like this. It's one thing for the master to cheat, but why is the disciple like this too? How long has it been? He went from a Golden Core stage cultivator to a Soul Formation stage cultivator. This is too f * cking illogical.
He felt that ever since the master and disciple appeared, his originally smooth sailing and talented immortal path became more and more ridiculous. He felt like he was picked up by the heavens.
"Master." When Yi Qing woke up from his epiphany, Shen Ying had already woken up from her afternoon nap. "Thank you, Master, for your guidance. Your disciple's cultivation level has improved a little."
"Heh heh …" Lonemoon wanted to slap the two of them in the face. This was called 'improved a little'. This step was like pulling his balls, alright?
"Mm." Shen Ying nodded seriously. "Can we cook now?"
"Yes Master, no problem Master!"
The orphan: "…" Damn it, a pair of retards!
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