The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 94:

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The purple smoked dragon is the manifestation of the true essence that impacts the purple mansion; the mysterious meaning of the sky is the meaning of the fire under the heavenly way and the monk of the fire.

If the smoked dragon can win, then the purple mansion will be opened and the foundation will be built. The little similar fire will also merge with the monks, making the monks reborn; if the smoked dragon fails, the foundation will fail. What will be the consequences? It’s hard to tell...

The cultivators gathered their eyesight and held their breath together, looking at the purple smoke dragon.

But when they saw it clearly, they all changed color.

Among the purple smoky dragon, there are black spots and cloth, although there are not many, but all over it.

This is clearly the impurity contained in the true essence, and went to the Purple Mansion with the true essence!

As we all know, people with mixed spiritual roots, but depending on your talents and comprehension, you will suffer from impurities. Even though most of the spiritual energy that enters the body through the mixed spiritual roots belongs to the same main spiritual root, some of those secondary spiritual roots must be brought in more or less, and they will gather in the body all year round.

At the same time, many monks will take pills to encourage them to enter the country and supplement their cultivation. There are also impurities in the spirit pill. Unless there is a high-grade pill, the impurity is very small and can be excreted from the body with the breath. If the other middle-grade and low-grade pill are used too much, the impurities in the inside will also accumulate, which is the same. A spiritual meeting, transformed into that kind of black particles, densely covered in the true essence.

Looking at the smoked dragon of Kishi Zhenyuan now, the black particles are like pockmarks, and the grains are distinct. It has obviously been deposited for many years. He dared to attack the Purple Mansion at this time, he was really not afraid of death!

But because of this, all the monks were aware of it.

This Cheng An, I am afraid that the foundation cannot be successfully built...

Xu Ziqing has a bit of worry on her face, and she is also a fellow of the same way. Seeing that he can't build the foundation, I only hope that he will not be in danger of life.

It's a pity that the sky does not fulfill the wishes of the people, under the heavenly way, the threshold of immortality is fixed, and it is stuck firmly, harsh and ruthless!

Everyone saw that the smoke dragon pounced quickly, and in the mysterious meaning of the sky, a group of fire was suddenly spit out!

The color of the fire is white, like curd, but the momentum is so great, when you touch the smoke dragon, it is like the flames are stained with kerosene, and they climb up in a flash and continue to spread!

In the blink of an eye, the milky white flames wrapped the entire smoke dragon and turned it into a white fire dragon, which is really beautiful!

But all the monks present can't help but turn pale.

What they saw was not pretty, but terrible!

At this moment, there was a scream from the cave.

"Ah--"

This scream is extremely sharp, and the fire dragon in the sky gradually shrinks. It turned out that the smoke dragon was swallowed by the fire, and it was almost exhausted!

The smoke dragon finally dissipated in the air, and at the same time, the cry gradually died down, and no one's voice came from the cave...

The soul is gone.

The foundation of Cheng An failed!

No more suspense, Xu Ziqing and the monks are slightly sad.

This Cheng An was the first of the monks to build the foundation. The reason why many people came to see it was not only to take the opportunity to gain insights and increase experience, but also to observe and hope for its success. Add a bit of confidence.

Unfortunately, Cheng An failed.

He was defeated by his excessive pride. Isn't this a wake-up call for everyone?

Don't get overwhelmed. Even if you have Tier 3 spiritual veins to help you, even if your aptitude is far better than others, it can't ensure the success of foundation building. If you are careless, it is like this journey, and there is no chance of reincarnation!

The cultivators thought for a long time, before leaving this place in twos and threes.

Xu Ziqing sighed softly, and turned around to leave.

But the next moment, he was stopped by someone.

"Xu Ziqing, wait a minute!"

The voice is very unfamiliar, Xu Ziqing stopped and looked back.

The people he saw were unexpected, but also expected.

Zhang Chi, the only disciple left by Wuliangzong who has a cultivation level above the ninth level of Qi refining, is also a down-to-earth and dedicated practitioner.

However, Xu Ziqing reminded him through Su Xin before the retreat for half a year, that this person's character is indeed quite good, but it is too pedantic, and there is a stick in his mind. This class made him progress quite quickly in practice, but it also made him loyal to Wuliangzong regardless of right or wrong, and did not know that he was making his own decisions.

Xu Ziqing turned around and faced Zhang Chi.

At this time, he called to himself, presumably the way he did it will not be far from their previous analysis.

Sure enough, Zhang Chi walked quickly and said: "Friend Xu Dao, I want to make an appointment with you."

Xu Ziqing sighed secretly, then smiled slightly: "Daoyou Zhang, you and I have no sympathy, are you here to meet for discussion or for the side?"

Zhang Chi paused: "This... is just a meeting."

He is clumsy in his tongue, and he doesn't know how to show off. He knew clearly that he was going to do something wrong with this young man in a green shirt. He couldn't say his purpose bluntly, and he didn't know how to fool him, so he was a little confused.

Xu Ziqing knew that this matter could not be avoided. Seeing him like this again, he couldn't help being a little funny and a little helpless. He thought for a while, and then said: "Daoyou Zhang, whatever you want, you have to get a charter. Senior Tang has orders, not to fight with each other for life, if you are to discuss, you must stop."

Zhang Chi also thought about it, and said: "It's not a discussion, it's an appointment."

Xu Ziqing is clear.

In other words, even if it can't hurt people's lives, it won't show mercy. I'm afraid, he secretly got what Hu Guangyuan asked, and he wanted to use it on himself.

Xu Ziqing is not the one to escape, so she simply nodded: "Zhang Daoyou is very kind, and it is difficult to make an appointment to fight. Can you want a witness?"

Zhang Chi shook his head: "No need."

There are only two people left in Wuliangzong, and there is another poor cultivation base chosen by the spiritual root, but there are four people in the Sanxiu League, each with extraordinary cultivation bases. Zhang Chi didn't want to let them stay for fear of hindering him.

Xu Ziqing saw it sideways, Su Xin just watched people build the foundation, and realized that he has hurried back to the cave. The rest of Zhuohan, Yanran and Xingjian also left. He is the only one who moves slowly, but he is not good now. Go call someone again. Think about it a bit, then come down.

After these days of hard work, Xu Ziqing also wants to know how her own strength has progressed. This relaxation can be regarded as a sharpening stone!

Zhang Chi had planned for a long time, so he took Xu Ziqing to the back mountain, away from this mountain wall, and prevented others from watching.

Xu Ziqing didn't say anything, just let him go.

Soon, the two are already facing each other.

Zhang Chi is also welcome. With a shake of his arm, a flying sword has appeared in his palm.

This flying sword is about three feet long, with a sharp blade, and a brown color throughout, which shows that he is practicing the exercises of the earth genus. The defense of this type of exercise is the strongest, and if it is to attack, it is relatively weak.

However, Xu Ziqing belongs to the wood genus, and if it is compared with the attack power, it is even worse than the earth genus.

Seeing that Zhang Chi was ready, the palm of his right hand flashed with blue light, and he also grabbed the steel-wood sword.

Zhang Chi didn't have any nonsense, and only said: "I'm here!" He flew up immediately, grabbed the flying sword, and turned to Xu Ziqing's side!

Xu Ziqing saw that he was extremely fast, took a deep breath, and slashed the steel-wood sword obliquely, just against the flying sword and knocked out a "ping" sound.

Only after he met him in short-term combat, Xu Ziqing felt that the steel-wood sword seemed to have pierced into a swamp, as if trapped in it, and could not be easily pulled out.

However, this was just a stalemate, but the next moment, he saw Zhang Chi also showing a dagger in his left hand, but it was pale golden, and his figure was depressed, so he stabbed Xu Ziqing's dantian!

Xu Ziqing frowned. It turned out that the purpose of this Wuliangzong was to destroy his dantian!

His dantian has already been abandoned once, thanks to the accidental hitting and inhaling the essence of Otsuki in the cave at the bottom of the lake, he was able to repair it completely. Now he can't expect to get the Essence of Yimu again. If he is abolished at this time, he will be in vain for nearly ten years of hard work!

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in her heart.

If you just want to overwhelm him in terms of strength and get some face back, it's fine. The big deal is that you will win or lose if you win or lose. It happened to use this method, and the moves were more like a sneak attack, with no demeanor at all. He also thought of being deceived by Nian Hongzhi and the other three people back then, and he became more and more unhappy.

So many grass stalks sprang from Xu Ziqing's left palm, covering his entire palm, and then he immediately pressed down his palm, grabbed the dagger, and squeezed it firmly!

Zhang Chi raised his head, his expression was quite surprised. He didn't expect that this seemingly gentle young man would be so cruel that he dared to grasp the magic weapon with his hand.

It is indeed Xu Ziqing's heart cruel. Even though the grass stem is a spiritual thing, it is very flexible, but it is far from resisting the benefits of the magic weapon. It can only slightly hinder it.

Xu Ziqing squeezed the dagger tightly and grasped it abruptly, so that the dagger pierced the grass stem to the end and penetrated into the flesh for three points, making him flow.

While Zhang Chi was surprised, Xu Ziqing stood in a posture that he was most familiar with in the past six months, while the steel-wood sword with his right hand pressed down hard, causing the blade of the Zhang Chi Flying Sword to deviate, and then vibrated his wrist again and slashed again. Down!

"Qiang——"

Zhang Chi only felt that his right arm was bearing the weight, and there was a pain from the tiger's mouth, and he could barely hold the flying sword! But at this moment in the battle, unable to remove the flying sword from his hand, he had to let go of the dagger and dodge back.

This missed hit, Zhang Chi knew that there were no more opportunities, so he made a decisive decision and gave up the magic weapon dagger.

Xu Ziqing's heart moved slightly, and the dagger that was caught in the flesh disappeared instantly and was put into the storage ring.

Afterwards, he retracted the grass stalk, revealing the **** palm.

Xu Ziqing's expression is calm, urging Yimu's power, and in a blink of an eye, the wound scabs and gives birth to powdered meat, and soon the powdered meat turns into white meat, and the wound before it seems like a dream.

The whole process was completed in a blink of an eye. He now knows how harsh the other party is going to play, and he no longer has the slightest hint of mercy.

In today's situation, it's not that you don't end up dying, you also need to have a person lying on the spot!

Zhang Chi thought the same way. Before Xu Ziqing took the self-treatment, he had already changed the sword style, swung the sword with his crossarm, raised it high, and fell heavily!

"Not letting an inch of earth-crack! Crack! Crack!"

In a moment, the flying sword hit the ground, and the yellow light overflowed.

At the point where the tip of the sword fell, the ground was tumbling with smoke and dust, cracking inch by inch, like a cobweb, constantly approaching Xu Ziqing's feet——