[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

In fact, the person who said this was not sure at first whether Qin Luo after Jindan was still the same as before in Qi training and foundation building stages. After all, the later the cultivation level, the more obvious the difference between levels. If someone said outside that a cultivator in the early Jindan stage could defeat a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, he would not believe it.

Although sword cultivators can fight across levels, the opponent is not only a sword cultivator, but also a direct disciple, and is in the late stage. He has jumped two levels in succession. If you say that you are 100% sure that he will win, it is actually uncertain.

I didn't expect that after not coming to the competition stage for more than a year, Qin Luo's style is still the same, even better!

Before Mo Fanli left, she could see the admiration her fellow disciples had for Qin Luo, the looks in their eyes that showed them they regarded him as a role model, and the endless words of praise they gave him.

"Little brother, you are so awesome!"

That senior brother is in the late Jindan stage!

Before Qin Luo opened his mouth, Chen Weihua at the side spoke first, "This is just a routine operation of Junior Brother." With a sense of pride as a descendant of Linsong Peak, he said, "Junior Sister, you still don't see enough. Back then, I saw this kid go from being ridiculed in the competition arena to being sought after now."

He whispered again, "It may be popular among female cultivators."

Chen Weihua and Mo Fanli were talking without telepathy, but Qin Luo heard it. He glanced at his senior brother indifferently.

Chen Weihua immediately covered his mouth and said, "I didn't say anything."

After the two left the competition stage, the circle of people surrounding the Jindan stage had not yet dispersed. The Yuanying stage expert guarding the competition stage sighed and said, "This boy is indeed extraordinary. Wen Hong has picked up a good disciple."

Then he immediately sent a message to Taoist Master Wen Hong, "Your apprentice broke the ground on the competition stage again. Remember to compensate him for the damage."

If he hadn't been guarding here and immediately set up another barrier, the low-level disciples nearby would have been in trouble the next second the barrier was penetrated.

Fortunately, he did not go to play chess with his good friend today, otherwise he would be the one punished by the master, and he would not be able to see this wonderful competition.

The battle between the two Jindan-stage disciples greatly benefited many disciples who were watching the battle, including Mo Fanli.

She rarely saw Qin Luo take action seriously. The last time she saw him was when she first met him. This was the second time.

Moreover, his swordsmanship and cultivation are different from before.

Seeing Qin Luo fighting seriously, Mo Fanli's heart beat faster uncontrollably.

Thump, thump, thump.

This heartbeat frequency was maintained until they returned to Linsong Peak.

"Keep practicing."

Qin Luo was beside her and naturally knew that she was in a trance. Although he didn't know what she was thinking about, perhaps she had gained some insights after watching the competition between him and Qiao Xiang, so he let her practice sword while she was thinking, perhaps she would gain something and make a breakthrough.

Mo Fanli immediately came back to her senses because of these words. Her heartbeat gradually slowed down. She looked around and didn't even notice when her senior brother disappeared.

After saying this, Qin Luo returned to his original place to meditate.

Mo Fanli put one hand behind her back and held the magic sword in the other hand. She stood half a step forward with the sword in her hand. She recalled the scenes she saw on the competition stage, put them into practice, and integrated them into her own sword moves.

The sword in her hand was given to her by City Lord Mo. It was a top-grade spiritual sword that she found in an ancient secret realm.

In fact, those in the Qi Refining Stage cannot unleash half of its power. Only those in the Golden Core Stage or above can match it.

Mo Fanli exhaled a breath of fresh air, put two fingers together, and pointed in the air in front of him. The spiritual sword in his hand spun, then turned into sword energy and rushed straight into the sky.

......

After a set of sword techniques, its power increased a lot compared to before.

The clouds and mist returned with the sword, and Mo Fanli seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy light and shadow.

Mo Fanli was about to speak, but Qin Luo closed his eyes, without even opening them. He had obviously seen her performance just now, and said in a light tone, "Continue."

Hearing this, Mo Fanli no longer made excuses or slacked off like she did before. The more she practiced, the more energetic she became, as if she had endless energy, and her mind became clearer and clearer.

The picture of two people, one still and one moving, one standing and one sitting, is pleasing to the eye.

*

Time passed slowly. This was the second year that Mo Fanli came to the Sword Sect, and also one year after Fanli traveled through time.

One evening.

A golden full moon shines on the Sword Sect.

The high mountain peaks and cliffs are covered with a layer of silver light under the moonlight.

In the silence, Mo Fanli was strolling in the Sword Sect.

She looked at the lake in front of her. The moonlight seemed to be born from the water, and the stars were reflected in the lake, sparkling.

A gust of wind blew across the surface of the lake, leaving behind layers of ripples.

There was also a scent.

It’s the smell of barbecue!

Mo Fanli looked towards the back mountain of Linsong Peak. The fragrance came from the back mountain.

She was wondering who would have the leisure to go to the back mountain to have a barbecue instead of meditating or closing their eyes to rest at night!

Mo Fanli swept his spiritual sense and went to the back mountain where the fragrance came from.

"Who are you?"

Mo Fanli saw from afar a man sitting on a rock, roasting a chicken in front of him, and he seemed to be sprinkling seasoning in his hands.

There are very few people at Linsong Peak, except for a few familiar faces. The person in front of him is neither the eldest senior brother nor the younger senior brother. Mo Fanli wondered, could it be that an outer sect or menial disciple secretly ran to Linsong Peak?

He did not answer after hearing Mo Fanli's reply. He stood up after finishing the actions in his hands.

Looking at the young and beautiful woman in front of him, Dou Heng guessed who the person was as soon as she approached.

Junior sister of Lin Songfeng, and the new disciple accepted by the master.

"Little Junior Sister, you still have to call me Second Senior Brother."

Mo Fanli's eyes widened. Apart from believing him, she had no other explanation for why this man was here. Only Taoist Master Wenhong and several of his disciples were qualified to pass through the restrictions and barriers of Linsong Peak. As for other disciples, they had to state the reason for their visit outside the barrier or have the elders convey the message in advance. The menial disciples or waiters all wore passes.

The person in front of him had no pass, yet dared to eat roast chicken late at night, which should be consistent with what he said.

Mo Fanli called him directly, "Second Senior Brother."

Dou Heng laughed a few times, "So straightforward, aren't you afraid that I'll trick you?"

"Who dares to break into Linsong Peak at night, and even in the back mountain... Well, roast chicken..." Mo Fanli looked at the roast chicken in front of him.

"Junior sister, come here." Dou Heng waved at her, motioning her to come over. "You must have been attracted by the aroma of my roasted chicken. It will be ready soon. Come and have a taste."

Mo Fanli did not refuse and sat down next to Dou Heng. She had indeed come here because of the smell.