Outside of time Chapter 54: Butterfly
In the middle of the night, Hua Hai Jing made a breakthrough in Xu Qing's practice and went straight to the fourth floor.
This kind of speed is extremely exaggerated, and it also makes the disciples of the seventh peak outside shake their hearts, but most people in the seventh peak like to hide the waves.
So they noticed that Xu Qing's boat was a new one. After realizing that it was a newly promoted disciple, most of them returned to their boat. On the surface, they stopped paying attention. Everything was business as usual. .
Until the distant horizon slowly rises at the beginning of the sun, the sunlight falls on the sea and forms a dazzling light, which spreads in all directions, Xu Qing in the Wu Peng boat opened his eyes from his cross-legged knees.
The purple light in his eyes, this time it took more than a dozen breaths to slowly dissipate, revealing the surprise inside.
Although the practice in the second half of the night was obviously much slower, it just broke through from the fourth floor to the fifth floor.
But reaching this level overnight was beyond Xu Qing's expectations.
"Haishan Jue and Haihuajing can complement each other..." Xu Qing felt incredible.
Sitting there now, he looks different from yesterday. The sharp edges and corners have softened a bit now.
Even faintly, there is a kind of dusty temperament, which is slowly emerging.
This is the breath brought by Hua Hai Jing.
Feeling the spiritual sea in her body at the moment, Xu Qing took a deep breath and remembered what Hai Shanjue said.
A mandrill can move mountains, and a man can move the sea.
But after careful analysis and judgment in his heart, he finally felt that the reason for this was that the role of the Sea Mountain Art was on the one hand, and the more reason should be that the meridians in his body were transparent and there was no heterogeneity.
It is like an incomparably strong container that has been built, not comparable to the body of someone who has just come into contact with the practice.
That's why it can accommodate a large influx of spiritual energy in the early days, which explains why the speed of cultivation in the second half of the night has decreased.
The capacity of the container is not infinite.
"But from the second half of the night, I still broke through the first floor. Although the speed of cultivation has slowed down, it can still support me to continue to improve rapidly."
Xu Qing thought for a while, and his eyes flashed brightly. This night, not only did he improve the Sea Transformation Sutra, but his Sea Mountain Art also improved a lot.
At this moment, it is not far from the eighth floor.
The most important thing is that there are recording techniques in each layer of the Sea of Transformation, so he looked down at his right hand.
With the movement of his mind, a drop of sea water quickly formed in his palm, and instantly turned into a water ball the size of a head, constantly changing, sometimes forming a flying knife, sometimes turning into a small shield, and sometimes turning into a flying bird.
In his hands, the water ball is constantly changing. According to the different distribution of the sea water, the emphasis of each type of things is different, and the power is naturally different.
In the Huahaijing Jade Slip, there are no less than one hundred kinds of changes like this, from the first to the tenth floor.
While the icy cold exudes from it, there is also an aura belonging to the forbidden sea, which can form a shock to the enemy's mind, and at the same time, in terms of power... Xu Qing felt a little bit.
The explosive power in this water polo is enough to deter all the five layers of condensed air in the scavenger camps he has seen.
Xu Qing measured himself if he hadn't come to Seven Blood Eyes, and after analyzing it, he came to the answer that within 40 of this kind of water polo, he could be killed quickly.
But after feeling the spirit sea of more than fifty feet in his body, he analyzed that he could disperse about fifty water balls. If this kind of number is good at changing, then he must be extremely vigilant, although he can kill it. , but a little longer.
This is already an exaggeration. Xu Qinghai Mountain Art seems to be 70%, but compared to other people who practice Sea Mountain Art, the combat power is equivalent to ten layers. After all, Kuiying is a master.
In other words, a person who normally cultivates the Sea Mountain Art to the tenth floor will not be able to kill him instantly when he is beheaded by a disciple on the fifth floor of the seventh peak of Huajing.
All of this has made Xu Qing's understanding of Qixuetong improve again, and he has a deeper judgment on the length and strength of the disciples of the seventh peak.
"The gap between the loose cultivators and the sect disciples is too great."
"At this moment, with my body training, I have the confidence to kill my past self with a stick of incense." Xu Qing whispered, slowly revealing a bright expression on her face.
Although the cultivation base did not improve significantly, the improvement in combat power made him feel that he was on the right path.
In the early morning, the sun fell and poured into the cabin along the awning, causing Xu Qing's shadow to form on the ship's board. He looked down at the shadow.
After a night of cultivation, all the foreign substances were absorbed by the shadow, which made his shadow look darker than before. If you look closely, it seems that there is an abyss in the covered area.
At this moment, under Xu Qing's gaze, the shadow suddenly moved, swaying from side to side, spreading out his hands, clenching his fists and spreading out his fingers again, again and again, faster and faster.
It even expands and shrinks rapidly, which looks extremely strange.
Until a long while later, with Xu Qing's expression showing a hint of exhaustion, the shadow instantly returned to its original state and remained motionless.
"After going through the second test and the breakthrough of the Sea-changing Classic, my manipulation of shadows has also improved by leaps and bounds." Xu Qing raised her head and looked at the sun outside.
After a long while, he slowly stood up, sorted out his belongings, took out the gray Taoist robe, placed it on the table and touched it lightly.
Then, with a wave of his right hand, a drop of sea water formed, expanded into a water ball and flattened, and finally turned into a water mirror, reflecting Xu Qing's figure.
The faces in the water mirror have a hint of immaturity, incomparable beauty, and contain a unique charm. Although they are dirty, the look in their eyes is dazzling like the stars.
Looking at herself in the water mirror, Xu Qing was silent for a moment, her face showed decisiveness, she took off the clothes of the scavenger, and revealed her refined and perfectly proportioned body after practicing the Sea Mountain Art.
He raised his left hand and grabbed the water mirror. Immediately, the water mirror came straight to Xu Qing. When it got close, it turned into a large amount of water vapor, directly covering his whole body. During the continuous washing, the black sewage ran along his slender body. The body flows and spreads under the feet.
Xu Qing stood there calmly. This was the first time in seven years that he had thoroughly cleaned his body.
Because he knows that today's environment has changed. In the slums and scavenger camps, he is covered in dirt, just like everyone else, so he is inconspicuous.
But here, if it is the same as before, it will attract too much unnecessary attention. Although the scavenger dresses up, it will give people a sense of poverty, but it is not a secret that he has a law boat. I know it, so if you still pretend to cover it up, it doesn't make much sense.
Therefore, there was no turbulence on his face, allowing the water vapor to wash away, gradually revealing a large area of his fair skin, his face and hair.
Until a moment, when the last trace of dirt on his body dissipated, Xu Qing opened his eyes.
The sun shone into the awning, fell on his black hair, and fell on his face, as if he was nostalgic and did not want to leave, but wanted to gently flow through his body, Xu Qing felt a little uncomfortable, and took a few steps back to make his body fall. into the dark.
A shadowy figure with black, vertical hair.
He looks like he is sixteen or seventeen years old, with sharp eyebrows flying obliquely, slender black eyes with sharp black eyes, thin and pursed lips, angular silhouette, slender body, like a dark night, wanting to spread his wings eagle.
Cold and arrogant, but arrogant, solitary and independent, blending with the immaturity on the boy's face, he exudes amazing charm all over his body.
Xu Qing looked down at her hands, took out the inner part of the gray robe, and put it on one by one.
Finally, he put on the shoes made by Zongmen and put the Taoist robe on his body. He waved his hand and water drops appeared again, washing away the bloodstains from the previous night in the cabin until it was completely clean. People glow with indescribable radiance.
Like a dusty gem, it has been wiped away to reveal a dazzling light.
Many of the guards patrolling the shore looked sideways.
Xu Qing stood on the boat, squinting, as if trying to cut off the eyes of the outside world. The direct sunlight on his skin also made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he understood that this was a necessary experience for him, so Xu Qing quickly slowed down. Slowly open your eyes and force yourself to adapt.
After a while, he took a deep breath, turned and stepped off the boat.
With a wave of hands, put the Wu Peng boat into the bottle, and slowly walk away under the gaze of the patrolling guards in the distance.
Today is the day he went to the arrest department to report.
At the same time, he also planned to go to the pharmacy in the port to buy some medicinal herbs for refining Baidan and Dusan. The medicinal herbs on his body are now empty.
In the early morning, the port was very lively.
Outside merchant ships from more than 100 ports and disciples from Seventh Peak made the port bustling with many people coming and going. Most of the shops are also open at this moment, and the pedestrians on the street also start a busy day.
Xu Qing's arrival attracted some attention because of her appearance, but for cultivators, appearance was nothing but skin, so most of them glanced at them and turned their eyes away.
Xu Qing slowly got used to it, but he was still accustomed to walking in the shadows when he was walking on the street. At the same time, on the way to the arresting department, Xu Qing also noticed that the shops opened in the port besides the pharmacy , as well as some refining workshops and engraving shops.
Through the jade slips of the Fazhou, Xu Qing knew that not every disciple could make a boat by himself. For most of the disciples, the materials and the boat were often sent to the shop set up by the disciples of Sixth Peak. , or the engraving shop opened by the disciples of the fifth peak, to entrust the refining.
After paying attention to these shops, Xu Qing inquired about it, knew the location of the Seventh Peak Hunting Division, and walked quickly.
Not long after ~IndoMTL.com~ a magnificent building appeared in front of Xu Qing.
The gate of this building is very similar to the City Lord's Mansion he has seen, but it has a larger area inside, with dozens of small buildings lining up, and bursts of coercion spread from it, suppressing all directions.
Especially the overall color is dark, and the two stone sculptures in front of the gate look hideous, like the fusion of man and beast, like a Rakshasa, shocking.
The front of the door is deserted, and pedestrians often take a detour to avoid it and dare not approach it.
At the door at the moment, there are two young monks in gray robes, one male and one female, both in their twenties, with ordinary appearance, they are leaning lazily on the doorpost, breathing as if not asleep Wake up, but the moment Xu Qing came, the two immediately raised their heads, and their eyes fell on Xu Qing like electricity.
Xu Qing's expression was calm, he walked under the eyes of the two, not too close, stopped at the door, and folded his fists and bowed.
"Xu Qing, a disciple of the Seventh Peak, was ordered to serve and came here to report."
"Newcomer?" A faint glow appeared in the young man's eyes, and he swept Xu Qing up and down, but his eyes shrank slightly, and he seemed to feel the good fluctuations in Xu Qing's body. Pushing it away, he walked in front of Xu Qing first, looking at Xu Qing's face with a soft smile.
"This little junior brother, why are you here?"
"Everyone said they came here to report, what else do you ask?" The young man was half-smiling.
The female nun didn't seem to hear these words and continued to look at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing instinctively took a few steps back. He didn't like being very close to people. At this moment, he was habitually observing the two of them, especially the two cultivators, a man and a woman, who instinctively took a few more glances.
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I guess there will be many teenagers and girls feeling that Xu Qing finally took a bath...