Before the empress goes dark, adopt her as a villain

There are countless human cultivators in the Lingwu Continent. Each of them condenses different true essences during the Qi training period based on their own physique and the techniques they practice.

The greater the amount of true energy, the stronger the foundation of Dantian Qihai.

In the future, if you achieve the Sea Transformation Realm and officially cultivate the Sea of ​​Spiritual Energy, the chances will be greater, and the upper limit will be higher.

And if the amount of true energy is too small, it is basically equivalent to saying goodbye to the path of cultivating immortals, and the strongest in life will not be in the realm of pill formation.

This is only a difference in the quantity of real yuan. In terms of attributes, real yuan is also different.

There can be up to nine true essences, and most cultivators condense the messy "chaotic true essence". That is to say, the attributes of the true essence are different or even conflict with each other.

As for those geniuses who came from wealthy families, their cultivation path was designed for them when they were in their infancy, and the attributes of each true essence they condensed were consistent. This was called "Tianhe True Essence".

The combination of Qi, spirit and heaven can unleash huge power, which is far superior to the ordinary Poluan Zhenyuan!

Li Luobing, and now Ning Wuxie, are all Tianhe Zhenyuan.

In Ning Wuxie's previous life, he could only break through to the Concentrating Soul Realm with the Eight Breaks of Chaos True Yuan.

The condensation of true essence is hard to come by, and it does not mean that you will be able to condense true essence as long as you advance. In addition to the Wutian Transformation Sun Kung Fu, this time he was completely influenced by Xuan'er.

Outside the martial arts arena in Hermitage Valley, even though it was early morning, it was already crowded with people.

Loose cultivators from all walks of life stood under the stage, with different shapes and colors, but they were all in high spirits.

I don't know who released the news. Jiang Ren, a close disciple of the famous Wu Yuan Zhenren, will duel with someone here today, and the opponent has only entered the valley for a week.

All the casual cultivators in the world were in awe of Master Wuyuan. After all, he was a powerful man who had entered the ninth realm of immortality more than three hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, he single-handedly killed an entire sect's demons. The valley was filled with corpses, so he was called Wuyuan.

His eldest disciple, Li Luobing, is worthy of the title of master. He is of noble birth, quick in cultivation, and has one of the best looks in the world. He is the dream of the 300 million male compatriots in the Lingwu Continent.

But Jiang Ren, the closed disciple from the same sect... is hard to describe.

His qualifications are only above average, and his character is domineering and arrogant. People often wonder if Master Wuyuan gave him to Li Luobing when he accepted him.

The onlookers were eagerly looking forward to it. Some hoped that Jiang Ren would be defeated, while others complained in their hearts that his opponent had offended such a plague.

Ning Wuxie led Xuan'er to the martial arts arena, found Master Xuanji sitting by the ring, and asked him to take care of Xuan'er.

Elder Xuanji looked sad, a little regretful.

"Little innocent friend, why do you have to agree to a duel with this Jiang Ren?"

"Dueling in the Hermitage Valley has no bottom line. If you can't hold it within three moves, he can kill you directly!"

Ning Wuxie waved her hands, not wanting to say this in front of Xuan'er.

"Don't worry, Senior Xuanji, I won't die."

"elder brother……"

Xuan'er, who was originally a little excited to see so many people, turned pale with fright when she heard Elder Xuanji's words. She grabbed Ning Wuxie's sleeves and refused to let go.

Ning Wuxie knelt down and touched Xuan'er's round face.

"Don't be afraid, brother keeps his word and won't leave you."

Xuan'er's big ink-like eyes looked at Ning Wuxie, with a look of panic and fear on her face.

Ning Wuxie pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Rat Ning Wuxie, get out and die!"

A sharp and arrogant shout suddenly came from the ring behind him.

"Brother, go up and come back soon. I'll buy you some candied haws."

Ning Wuxie showed a gentle and reliable smile, pushed Xuan'er away, grabbed his long knife, turned around and walked onto the ring.

Seeing that someone actually responded to the challenge, the crowd couldn't help but burst into noise.

"Damn it, you're here, you're so young!"

"No...it seems like this person only...refines qi?"

"It's true, the weapon he holds is a steel knife! A steel knife used by mortals!"

"Why would a person in the Qi refining stage fight with Jin Dan? Are you tired of living?!"

Many monks had already seen Ning Wuxie's cultivation, and they all burst out in surprise and confusion.

Many people shook their heads helplessly and mourned for the stupid boy. Some people cursed in a low voice. This Jiang Ren had no martial ethics and bullied the weak so blatantly.

The moment Ning Wuxie stepped onto the ring, the lines around the ring suddenly lit up, and several lines of large characters appeared above the ring.

[Ning Wuxie has three moves against Jiang Ren, and the bet is: a piece of Jueyun Negative Qi Formation]

This is shown by the will of both parties on the stage read by the Hermit Valley Arena, and it cannot be faked.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was surprised again.

In a seat far away from the ring, a man covered in a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly, was sitting. Next to him, a woman wearing a white skirt and a veil on her face was talking to him.

"Master, A-Nin must have been humiliated by this guy and was so excited that he rashly agreed to the duel. Don't be angry..."

Although the veil covers her face, the woman's eyes are still extremely beautiful, her figure is tall and exquisite, and her temperament is outstanding.

If Ning Wuxie saw her, he would be able to recognize her at a glance. This was her idol in her previous life and the enemy who killed her, the future Human Emperor Li Luobing!

Upon hearing Li Luobing's plea, Master Wuyuan snorted coldly without saying anything.

Because the battle in the arena has already begun.

Facing Ning Wuxie who came to the field with a knife, Jiang Ren mocked wantonly.

"Little Lianqi, you don't plan to use a mortal steel knife to resist me, do you?" Jiang Ren said jokingly.

Zheng——

A green long sword soared into the sky from behind Jiang Ren, arousing a sword light several feet high and hovering behind Jiang Ren.

"Put on a more attractive pose." Jiang Ren waved his hand, as if planning to kill Ning Wuxie with one move.

Ning Wuxie untied the long cloth wrapping the knife and silently made a starting gesture.

Jiang Ren glanced at him, his expression even more disdainful.

Whoosh——

The sound of the sword cutting through the air came! Jiang Ren's flying sword swooped down from the sky and headed straight for Ning Wuxie's head!

The whole place was silent, everyone was waiting for the bloody scene to appear.

Ning Wuxie didn't move, as if he was frightened. He didn't move away until the sword was less than one meter away from him!

Jiang Ren's flying sword couldn't hold back for a moment, and it hit the ground of the arena, letting out a mournful cry.

Everyone watching in the audience was in an uproar!

Xuan'er, who was covering her eyes and not daring to look, heard the crowd's voices, took her little hands away, and saw her brother still standing on the stage intact, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Elder Xuanji and Master Wuyuan couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

This qi refining monk has a lot of combat experience, and his mind is also first-class calm!

Ordinary monks, faced with such a blow, would instinctively want to resist, but this played into Jiang Ren's hands. How could ordinary soldiers compete with the magic weapon!

Ning Wuxie's dodge just now, if it were one second worse, he would definitely be pierced!

It was only then that everyone in the audience felt that this Qi Refining monk was not as simple as they thought.

Ning Wuxie stepped out of the way without any hesitation, turned around to face the flying sword that had just been hit hard, and splashed ink with his sword skills like rain!

Now he is a Qi Refining monk, and his sword skills contain spiritual power, which is more than ten times more powerful than the massacre in the slums.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

Before Jiang Ren's flying sword could adjust its stance, it was immediately slashed by splashing ink sword skills, dangling in the air and teetering on the edge of collapse.

Not far away, Jiang Ren was also feeling uncomfortable. Attacking the magic weapon also had an impact on his soul. At this moment, his soul was itching unbearably, and it was difficult to recall the flying sword, but he did not dare to withdraw his mind.

Not only that, he was also sad. He thought it was a direct kill, but he didn't expect to be countered like this.

Thinking that his master and senior sister must be watching him in the audience at this time, his face became increasingly red and angry.

Bang!

A wave of spiritual energy erupted from Feijian's body, pushing Ning Wuxie away. He rolled on the ground without any injuries.

But the steel knife in his hand gradually accumulated cracks during the attack on Jiang Ren's flying sword, and finally exploded.

This fluctuation is the spiritual energy shock released by Jiang Ren in order to adjust his posture. It does no harm, but consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

Ning Wuxie smiled slightly, his goal was achieved, Jiang Ren became anxious.