Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

The third level of Qi training is almost the same as ordinary people, but it can kill them without any chance to fight back; even if that is the senior brother Ji they look forward to and admire, the famous Tianjiao in Yushuizong, such a gap makes these disciples feel sincere Frustration was born.

They couldn't even win the third level of qi training. In the sword test of the humble family, wouldn't they become the target of being killed by stepping over the level, all powerless trash?

These teenagers were visibly depressed.

Ji Zhaixing didn't make a sound to comfort them.

He only called softly, "Jin Wenning."

The disciple who was called by him subconsciously responded and raised his head.

"Junior brother's basic skills are very stable, and physical training is your advantage, so when facing me," Ji Jiexing turned the plain iron sword in his hand and pointed at the ankles of his legs, "attack my subordinates!" Pan, no matter how close the fight is, I won't be able to wield my sword."

"Ling Jun. You are the spirit root of water and wood. It is a good idea to use wood entangling and water cage to delay the enemy's action, but when there is no fellow practitioner to cover you, you may use water trap as a starting point." , and then strive for the space to attack."

"Di Yingrong. Quick footwork..."

Ji Jiexing calmly read the names of these disciples one by one, and pointed out their possible minor shortcomings, with an ordinary expression, as if he was doing an ordinary trivial matter.

But for these disciples, it is actually very different.

It is reasonable to remember Qi Baishan's name, after all, Qi Baishan is quite famous in Yu Shuizong, and he is also a direct disciple of Ji Zaixing.

But they may be familiar with Senior Brother Ji, but they didn't expect that Senior Brother Ji not only matched their names and appearances, but also remembered the details of the habit of shooting, and worked hard for them.

I am truly ashamed.

After Ji Zhaixing finished speaking, his lips curved slightly, and he asked gently: "Then do you want to try again?"

"Target," Ji Zhuixing took out his sword and said calmly, "defeat me."

In this quiet island, the sound of sharp weapons clashing can be heard continuously.

Yu Shuizong's disciples were more serious than before, and they didn't stick to the order of first and second, and finally it turned into a melee.

They really have thought about every technique, precise and fast.

Ji Zhaixing's movements are far from fast, like walking in the shadow of swords and swords, but he can use every move to the extreme.Every resistance is an attack, which makes this group of still raw wolf cubs a little flustered.

No one has ever won Ji Zhai Xing.

And the one standing at the end was Qi Baishan who practiced Qi at the ninth level.

Not only is he the highest in cultivation, but he is also a ghost. Every time he lets his younger brothers and younger sisters attack first, he only hides in the dark and makes sneak attacks.

But now, there is no one to back it up.

Qi Baishan's magic weapon is very special, it is the blade in the fan.When the magic weapon's white fan is opened, a scarlet blade will pop out from the fold.

This magic weapon, Qi Baifan is usually used as a close-up weapon, and it is especially restrained by the sword cultivator Ji Zhaixing.

Ji Zhaixing just changed his footwork slightly, and he rushed forward, and the cold sword edge suddenly touched Qi Baishan's left hand holding the fan.

As far as the point is concerned, the outcome has been decided.

But seeing Qi Baifan's eyes sinking slightly, as if he had made up his mind, the wrist that was hard against the sword's edge was also infused with real energy, and he took a step forward, touching Ji Jiexing's hair.

Ji Jiexing frowned slightly at that moment, and withdrew his sword, probably not expecting Qi Baishan to be so reckless.If it wasn't for his quick withdrawal, Qi Baishan's left hand would also be useless.

Qi Baishan's hand was finally cut with a line of blood, and the middle blade of the fan was not held firmly, and it fell all of a sudden, causing wind noise.

Ji Zhaixing raised his eyes to look at him, his expression a little cold.

Qi Baishan, who was about to dance in ecstasy, suddenly calmed down. He couldn't see the ferocity of him going to the sword's edge first. He even raised his head and said pitifully, "Senior brother Ji, do I win this move?"

It was only at this moment that Ji Zhaoxing realized that Qi Baishan's move just now seemed to be brave and fearless, but it turned out that he just cut off the headband he used to tie his hair.

"..."

As soon as he raised his hand, he could touch the hair tie that was cut in two by the poor.The icy silk satin surface seems to be overflowing with water in the palm of your hand.

Ji Zhaixing's ink-like hair was also pulled away from the already overwhelmed headband, and it fell over his shoulders.

With black hair and snow skin, his appearance is exquisite and dazzling.

Qi Baishan said with some embarrassment: "Senior brother looks good with his hair down..."

The other Yushuizong disciples frantically agreed in their hearts.

Ji Zhaixing said: "Thank you."

The hair tie was held in his palm.Ji Zhaixing paused for a while, and instead of throwing it away, tied it on his eyes casually, blindfolded his eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "You have made great progress, especially the younger brother."

Qi Baishan blushed again.

Then he heard his senior brother say again gently: "Then let's continue the training. This time I'm blindfolded and suppressed to the ninth level of Qi training. How should you deal with it?"

Qi Baifan touched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little subtle...

It seemed he was going to be unlucky.

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It was at this time that Yong Lianyin finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and confusion, and quietly climbed up to the edge of the courtyard wall.

He is also the monk who came to participate in the cold forest sword trial this time. His cultivation level can be said to be extremely high at his age, and he is definitely the kind of dragon and phoenix among people with amazing talent and beauty.

But who told him that the sect he was born in was too poor. It was a branch of the Bu Mengzong 800 years ago, and there are only two people in it today-his long-dead master, and his unreliable suzerain.

If you are unreliable, you will probably come to participate in the sword trial in the cold forest, and be regarded as a hooligan by Bu Mengzong monks.Even if he took out the test token, the monk looked at him as if he was asking Yong Lianyin where he stole it from.

The final result of the discussion was that it was okay to participate, there were no vacant rooms, and Bu Mengzong would not keep anyone, so he went to find an inn on an island near the Zongmen.

Yong Lianyin really wanted to fight for his integrity, so he touched the money bag, and he gave up.

He has no money to stay in the inn, no gold and silver, and no spirit stone.

So, some small thoughts came into being.

He knew that Bu Mengzong arranged for those disciples who were born in a big sect, not to mention a house for each person, even a courtyard for each person.He sneaked in and stayed for a few nights, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Yong Lianyin even wondered if it would be too shabby for him to keep his corner of the spirit stone as a house payment.

It's a pity that Yong Lianyin's luck is not good.

He purposely picked a sub-island with a large area and few people, and there were many houses, so he prepared to move carefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, the sound of soldiers fighting came from the courtyard next to him.

He was born with keen senses, thinking that these monks are not tired, and they still gather to fight in the middle of the night.Tossed and turned on the bed, finally couldn't hold it anymore, carefully concealed his figure and prepared to take a look——

With just one look, he almost fell off the wall.

Yong Lianyin saw a particularly good-looking beauty.

Under the moonlight, her complexion was snow-white, and the green shirt made her waist look particularly thin.The pitch-black hair fell down, some of which fell into the collarbone, which made her complexion look like snow.

In fact, Yong Lianyin couldn't see the whole face of the young man, because he was probably suffering from eye problems, and there was a snow-white medicine belt wrapped around his eyes, which made him look extremely weak and distressing.

In fact, there are other people in this courtyard, they look like dogs, but each of them is holding a murder weapon, approaching the beauty.

At that moment, Yong Lianyin quickly recalled countless goofy scripts he had read in his mind, and filled his mind with 80 words of strife between sects and beauties suffering.He thought to himself that these big sects are dirty, so many people can do anything to a good-looking but weak beauty, beast!

Yong Lianyin is actually a bit of a chivalrous man with a warm heart.At this moment, what he was thinking was that even if he offended these disciples of the big sect, he couldn't just watch the beauty being bullied. Even if he turned over and lit the talisman in his hand; Can't see clearly either.

Even if Ji Zhaixing had suppressed himself to the stage of Qi training, his spiritual sense was still very keen.Almost immediately realized that something was wrong, and that someone was lurking to attack——

Just when Ji Zhuixing was about to make a move, that person had already arrived by his side.

"Don't be afraid," Yong Lianyin said nervously, "I'm here to save you."

Ji Zhaixing: "?"

This person, Yong Lianyin, knows quite a lot of secret methods, just like at this time, he took advantage of the moment when Ji Zhaixing hesitated, and quickly completed the space magic circle that was only a stroke away, and disappeared in place with him .

When the strange mist dissipated, the disciples of Yu Shuizong looked at each other, and found that none of them was missing—but Senior Brother Ji was stolen!

The temporarily drawn space magic circle took the two of them to the edge of the island five hundred miles away. Yong Lianyin felt that those sect disciples would not let it go, so he urged Ji Zhaixing to leave quickly, and said very solemnly: "I will help you Stop their pursuit, don't turn your head—”

Ji Zhaixing found it a little funny.

"If they are really chasing and killing, they are also chasing and killing you, not me."

Yong Lianyin felt that the beauty was too kind and didn't know the dangers in the world: "That's because you can't see it, they are all planning to bully you."

Ji Zhaoxing took off the blindfolded hairband.

Although I don't know what the other party misunderstood, it must be clear as soon as possible.

As soon as Ji Jiexing took off his blindfold, he saw a rather handsome young man staring at him blankly.

——Yong Lianyin had guessed that the other party was a great beauty, but he didn't expect Ji Jiexing to be so good-looking.Those eyes were full of mist, and they were extremely beautiful. I am afraid that only a blind person would think that he is blind.

Yong Lianyin's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The big beauty asked him: "Which sect are you a disciple of, and why did you come here?"

Yong Lianyin never cared about his background before, and carelessly publicized his status as the suzerain of the poor and poor sect.But in front of Ji Zhaixing, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and told him that he was born in a small Pozong who couldn't afford to eat, and he came to live in the wild on the road of Mengzong for a month. Spine to rub against other people's houses.I had no choice but to talk about the reputation of the world's number one sect—anyway, there are so many people in the sect, it is easy to fish in troubled waters.

"Hey, I belong to Yu Shuizong, so I just lost my way."

Ji Zhai Xing: "..."

Yong Lianyin was afraid that he would ask Yu Shuizong what he was like, so he asked guiltily: "What about you?"

Ji Zhaixing: "Yu Shuizong."

Yong Lianyin: "..."