Dong Pingchao was completely stupefied. He stood there in a daze for a long time. He even forgot to ask Xu Liao to stop practicing and stop 'humiliating' his fellow disciples.
Bai Qiulian looked around with her beautiful eyes and smiled like a flower. Although Xu Liao had mastered the Changjiang Sword Art and was even more talented than her, the girl of the Bai family felt honored and did not feel unconvinced.
Xu Liao practiced the Changjiang Sword Art more than ten times. It seemed that a layer of hard shell in his heart had been broken. He suddenly roared and the Sword Qi radiated from his body. The Dark Gold Iron Thread Demon Nucleus suddenly changed and turned into six dark gold long swords. One of them quietly turned into light and gushed out from his body, attaching to the long sword in the young man's palm.
The long sword in Xu Liao's palm that was made of Golden Spear Grass became neither gold nor jade. It was clear and melodious. When the sword was slashed, the Sword Qi turned into waves. Each wave was made of countless tiny sword lights and went straight to the sky, making a rumbling sound.
Dong Pingchao's body shook and the long sword in his hand was thrown to the ground. The rest of the people who learned the sword from him also had different expressions. They were all shocked to the extreme. No one could believe their eyes. They all felt that what they saw was like a dream and could no longer be comprehended.
Xu Liao's heart also collapsed. Other people's "Fuck You Mud Horses" could run wildly, but their "Ten Thousand Mud Horses" could already fly!
"What the hell … The Dark Gold Iron Thread Demon Nucleus can turn into a long sword?"
Xu Liao took back the Dark Gold Demon Qi. However, the long sword in his hand that was made of Golden Spear Grass had changed its attribute permanently. It no longer had any vitality and could no longer store the Dark Light Demon Nucleus. However, its sharpness and sharpness had increased several times, and it was even better than the ordinary golden long sword.
Bai Qiulian gently applauded and shouted, "Good sword art!"
With Bai Qiulian taking the lead, all the disciples who were learning swordsmanship in Changjiang Palace cheered. Their eyes were filled with admiration.
When a person was only an ordinary outstanding person, there would definitely be people who would be jealous of his achievements. However, when a person's excellence had already surpassed the ordinary level, to the point where others could only look up to him, what he would gain would not be jealousy, because everyone would feel that they were not even qualified to be jealous, only reverence!
Xu Liao had already surpassed everyone's "boundary of excellence", causing everyone to be unable to think of anything else other than prostrating themselves in admiration.
Xu Liao smiled brightly and casually put the longsword in his hand back into the Universe. He said, "When you enter the Marrow Cleansing Pool, I'll send you off again!"
Bai Qiulian agreed with a smile, and Xu Liao left without looking back.
After Xu Liao left Changjiang Palace, he went to Yang Chun Palace to learn the Yang Chun Sword Art. In the next few days, other than occasionally going back to Yi Cheng Palace to discuss the Yi Cheng Sword Art with Lu Lang, he did not go anywhere else.
Seven to eight days passed by in the blink of an eye. He calculated that it was already time for the Marrow Cleansing Pool to open, so he went there first. Xu Liao himself definitely did not want to enter the Marrow Cleansing Pool. He was definitely considered to be gifted now, and he could learn any spell as fast as lightning. He could master it the moment he learned it, so it was almost unnecessary for him to change his cultivation to Spiritual Qi. However, he was also a little curious, and he wanted to know how Demon Qi could be transformed into Spiritual Qi.
The Marrow Cleansing Pool was located in the depths of the Qingxu Grotto-Heaven, and it was an extraordinary treasure in itself. It was usually hidden, and other than a few elders, no one else could find it. It would only appear in front of people on the day it opened.
When Xu Liao rushed to the Marrow Cleansing Pool, there were already twenty to thirty people there. Ying Qiang was sitting cross-legged, and she was wearing a British-style hunting outfit. Compared to the last time, she was wearing a windbreaker, and her clothes were fluttering in the wind. She was as stylish as one could imagine.
A few female disciples were surrounding this Big Senior Sister, like stars surrounding the moon, which made Ying Qiang even more extraordinary.
Although there were more male disciples, Xu Liao did not recognize many of them. Just as he was staring at the clear Marrow Cleansing Pool in a daze, a hearty voice called out, "So it's Junior Brother Xu Liao! Have you also come to the Marrow Cleansing Pool to watch the newcomers shed their Demon Fetus? "
Xu Liao's hair instantly stood on end. This voice was still fresh in his memory, it was that Senior Brother Wang Chao. He raised his hand, and a ray of sword light shot out, and grew to more than ten meters. He shouted, "Please don't come over!"
Wang Chao chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, Xu Liao's sword light was involuntarily deflected, and went around him. He shouted, "Junior Brother Xu Liao! What you're doing is too much. I've only added 300 coins to Senior Sister Ying Qiang's cool photo album. Although it's a little expensive, I've given you the latest edition, and quite a few of the photos are newly added … "
Xu Liao did not expect this Senior Brother to be so shameless, but his Kung Fu was also so strange that he could actually divert his sword light. He could even recognize that Wang Chao was using the Crane-Controlling Art, which he also knew.
Wang Chao's words were very loud, and the female disciples around Ying Qiang all glared at him, and some even pulled out their swords. The three female disciples leapt into the air and brandished their long swords, enveloping him and Wang Chao. It was obvious that they had also regarded him as a playboy or something of the sort.
Xu Liao really wanted to shout, "I don't know this guy!" But the female disciples around Ying Qiang obviously did not think so, and regarded him and Wang Chao as the same group.
Xu Liao was very angry at this kind of undeserved disaster, and was about to fight back angrily. But Wang Chao had already shouted, and his hands grasped the air, and the long swords in the hands of the three female disciples flew into his big palm. He was tall and mighty, but his Crane-Controlling Art was exquisite and unparalleled, more than ten times better than Xu Liao.
Wang Chao held the long swords in his hand, and said to the three female disciples with a smile, "Cousin Ying Qin, Cousin Xu Qing, Cousin Ruyu, you accidentally dropped your swords."
Each of the three female disciples glared at him and shouted together, "Don't call us cousin!"
Wang Chao said shamelessly, "We are biological siblings! When I was young, you often held my hand and played with me. Why don't you recognize us as relatives? "
The three female disciples were ashamed and annoyed, and they all scolded him fiercely. But how could they be a match for Wang Chao? His cousin kept calling him cousin, and even accidentally called him cousin a few times, making it seem like they were flirting.
Xu Liao was flabbergasted. He carefully asked, "Are you really cousins?"
The three female disciples objected together. Wang Chao said with a smile, "As long as it is a young and beautiful girl, I think she is my long-lost cousin. Sometimes, if I call her a few times, she will remember our friendship and remember me as a cousin..."
Xu Liao couldn't help but scold, "Isn't this the same as forcing a beautiful girl to be your cousin?"
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