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Chapter 1747

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After renting a courtyard in the northern district, Xiao Chen casually settled down.

He began to cultivate the Ice Feather Divine Incantation.

This Divine Art was only an Earth-ranked Middle Grade Cultivation Technique. Even a normal True Disciple of a Fifth Rank Sect would find it difficult to obtain such a precious Cultivation Technique.

There were a total of six layers, and it was said that if one had an astonishing comprehension ability, they could combine the six layers into one and comprehend the hidden seventh layer of the Ice Feather Divine Art.

In the cultivation room of the courtyard, Xiao Chen took out Medial Grade Spirit Jades and inserted them into the nodes of the Spirit Gathering Formation.

After filling it up, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the praying mat in the center of the formation and slowly circulated the Ice Feather Divine Incantation according to the route of the mental cultivation method.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Xuan formed a series of hand seals with his hands. Occasionally, he would cross his hands, and at other times, he would stack them up and down, placing them at his Dantian.

As the Ice Feather Divine Incantation circulated, the Spiritual Energy gathered in the formation quickly entered Xiao Chen's body, circulating endlessly in his meridians.

Originally, there was only the purple Qi whirlpool of the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation in the center of the dantian.

However, after the Ice Feather Divine Incantation completed a minor cycle, countless pure Spiritual Energy fell like snowflakes like pure white feathers.

Outside the purple cyclone, another small white cyclone formed.

From today onwards, he would officially cultivate an ice cultivation technique and walk on the path of ice and thunder.

The originally scattered will of ice in Xiao Chen's body slowly merged together according to the Ice Feather Divine Incantation.

Xiao Chen, who had never cultivated an ice-attributed cultivation technique before, made rather quick progress in cultivating the Ice Feather Divine Art.

"Phew …"

Opening his eyes, Xiao Chen exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and looked around.

The training room was already covered in frost, and sparse snowflakes slowly drifted down.

Snowflakes fell on her white robe, adding to her strength of character. She was like a winter plum flower standing proudly in the snow and ice.

Some white hairs appeared on his scattered hair. This was the result of successfully cultivating the first layer.

"To be able to successfully cultivate the first layer in half a day, he should possess the will of ice. That is why he can cultivate so quickly."

Xiao Chen was quite satisfied with his cultivation progress, but he was also very calm.

The main reason he was able to cultivate so quickly was because he had a good foundation. More importantly, he had only just started. He was only at the first level of the Ice Feather Divine Art.

The long march of ten thousand li had just begun.

Sou sou sou!

Strange auras could be sensed from outside the house, and they were rapidly approaching.

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled. "You're finally here. Let me see who you are."

This person definitely came for the so-called ancient Dragon Race totem and the Faux God Flame inheritance.

He did not hide his whereabouts. Anyone could find him if they wanted to.

Most importantly, his whereabouts had been leaked on purpose.

With a flash, Xiao Chen flew out of the cultivation room and landed on the roof of his courtyard.

Xiao Chen raised his gaze and saw Huangpu Qi leading the Snow Sword Palace disciples outside the courtyard. There was also Senior Ma, Senior Liu, and a group of "old friends."

He charged forward with a murderous aura.

Bang!

With a kick from Huangpu Qi, the courtyard door was smashed into powder. Then, a group of people rushed in without any scruples.

Xiao Chen raised his head and happened to see the white-clad Xiao Chen standing on the roof, holding his saber and smiling.

A few strands of white hair adorned Xiao Chen's handsome face. On the roof, Xiao Chen looked like a winter snow plum flower standing alone in the cold wind, looking delicate and refined.

Huangpu Qi felt slightly stunned. Then, he smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, it looks like you expected that I, Huangpu Qi, would come. You are a Rank 4 sect disciple, yet … "

"There is no point in saying so much. In Dragon Flame City, there is no sect or origin. Strength reigns supreme. The winner is king, and the loser is a bandit. If you surpass the saber in my hand, I will give you everything you want. "

Two Dao disks appeared behind Xiao Chen. His fighting spirit blazed, and his aura instantly reached its peak.

Huangpu Qi felt stifled. He had not expected Xiao Chen to be so direct.

"Senior Brother, there is no need to be polite with him. Let's attack together. Even if he has a great fortuitous encounter, he will find it hard to escape death. Why go to so much trouble? "

A Snow Sword Palace disciple stepped forward and whispered into Huangpu Qi's ear.

"Indeed, Brother Huangpu. In any case, he is just a Rank 4 sect disciple. How can he compare to your noble status? "

Senior Ma, who was at the side, said sullenly as he gave Xiao Chen a vicious look.

Huangpu Qi raged in his heart. He demanded, "Do you think that I, Huangpu Qi, am definitely not a match for him? I am a Snow Sword Palace true inheritor, an early-stage Star Venerate. Do you think that I, Huangpu Qi, will need your help to deal with a Rank 4 sect disciple? "

Raising his gaze, Huangpu Qi said sullenly, "As long as you do not use that Puppet Technique from that day, why would I, Huangpu Qi, fear a fight with you?"

As a Rank 5 sect disciple, Huangpu Qi naturally had pride in his heart. From the start to the end, he had never treated Xiao Chen as an opponent.

Back then, when Huangpu Qi was forced to leave, he had been brooding over it, believing that Xiao Chen used an unorthodox Technique.

Huangpu Qi had long been suppressing the rage in his heart. Now, Xiao Chen wanted to fight him alone.

This was exactly what Huangpu Qi wanted.

Xiao Chen said softly, "Don't worry. The Technique from that day is very strict and exhausts a lot of energy. I will definitely not use it when fighting you."

"In that case, you can die."

Huangpu Qi radiated killing intent as he took a big stride forward and charged over.

"Whoosh!"

Snowflakes filled the air, and boundless cold Qi spread out. Frost instantly covered the entire courtyard, turning it into an ice palace.

The instant Huangpu Qi drew his sword, a boundless sword light shot out.

Huangpu Qi's figure suddenly vanished, becoming one with the snowflakes filling the air.

"Exquisite!"

Several Dragon Flame City experts and Snow Sword Palace disciples, who were watching in secret, could not help praising Huangpu Qi when they saw this sword strike.

"Huangpu Qi truly lives up to being a Snow Sword Palace true inheritor. This is a fusion of the Sword Dao and the Ice Dao. Even many of the old seniors cannot compare to this. "

"This is truly indescribably exquisite. When the sword strikes, the flying snow and the sword light merge. This sky full of flying snow, is it sword light, or is it flying snow? What is real and what is fake, it is truly unpredictable. "

"I heard that the founder of the Snow Sword Palace comprehended the Snowflake Divine Sword from the snow, establishing the Rank 5 Snow Sword Palace. The Snow Sword Palace's profound Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques are all derived from the Snowflake Divine Sword. This Huangpu Qi has indeed learned a trace of the true essence. It's admirable. "

On the roof, Xiao Chen looked at the snow-filled sky and immediately saw the beauty of it.

One had to admit that Huangpu Qi's sword was indeed eye-catching.

Not only was his cultivation outstanding, but he also had deep attainments in the Ice Dao and the Sword Dao. He was worth learning from.

Snowflakes fluttered in the air, as beautiful as a dream, as fragmented as jade, as clear as crystal, and as undulating as the sea, with turbulent undercurrents.

This was Huangpu Qi's true strength. It was also the reason why he had always thought highly of himself and looked down on Xiao Chen.

How to break this move?

Was he going to find Huangpu Qi's true body in the snowstorm and see through the sword light and snowflakes?

If that was the case, then he would have fallen into Huangpu Qi's trap. After one move, Xiao Chen would definitely lose.

The spring snow came treading on the air, and wherever it touched, it seemed as if flowers were blooming. Among the trees in the garden, which one was the real plum blossom?

Where is the flying snow, where is the sword light; one wrong look, and the sky is filled with murderous intent!

But why should I look at it …

Flowers will wilt, snow will melt. There is nothing in the world that is eternal.

However, if I Resolve the Mundane and jump out of the mundane world, what is real and what is fake will be decided with just a thought.

If my wish is real, the flowers will bloom, never wilting.

If my wish is fake, the snow will dance in the air, never melting.

Xiao Chen's thoughts wandered as the snowstorm filled the courtyard.

With just a thought, Xiao Chen gained many comprehensions from Huangpu Qi's move.

Unknowingly, the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique's Resolve the Mundane improved further. He now knew how to break this move.

The Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique circulated in his body. However, Xiao Chen did not draw his saber, only using the true meaning of Resolve the Mundane.

He gently stretched out a finger, and the white whirlpool in his dantian started spinning frantically.

All the ice-attributed Veritable Essence Energy in his body poured out. Then, he gently tapped the flying snow with his finger.

The snowstorm filling the courtyard suddenly paused.

Every snowflake bloomed in the air. One petal, two petals, three petals … formed a seven-petal white flower.

The flying snow in the air instantly condensed into a flower.

The courtyard, the snowflakes, the house, and the white-clad bladesman all formed a poetic painting.

Huangpu Qi, who had already merged with the flying snow, was forcefully squeezed out of the state that he created.

When Huangpu Qi looked up, his eyes met. He saw Xiao Chen standing alone under the roof, holding a flower and smiling.

This startled Huangpu Qi into retreating frantically.

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