It was three days after Qi Ling woke up again, and her state changed from the early stage of Nascent Soul to the middle stage.

The Qianfeng Sect prepared a robe and Nascent Soul stage magic weapon for her, which could be regarded as some help from Lu Chan to her senior sister.

Afterwards, she was invited out of the mountain gate.

Walking down the mountain gate, this time my steps were strong and I looked forward, without any fear anymore.

As long as he kills other reincarnations, he will be the "best friend" of Yuqing Tianzun, the senior sister of Xuanjin Tianzun of Qianfeng Sect, and someone who can stand on an equal footing with them.

He is also a great supernatural being who stands at the pinnacle of the spiritual world and is admired by hundreds of millions of people.

This kind of future is what she expects. It doesn't matter if it's Qi Ling or an extremely unfamiliar Jun Yan.

After walking down the mountain for hundreds of miles, there seemed to be some kind of guidance, making Qi Ling always want to go somewhere.

This should be where the reincarnated body is.

Qi Ling followed this feeling and drove for three more days, averaging two hundred miles a day, barely covering one third of Huajian Prefecture.

On a winding path, with the setting sun slanting down, a yellow-robed monk stood holding a sword. One side of the sword reflected the setting sun, and the other side reflected Qi Ling's face.

In the later stage of Jindan cultivation, judging from his aura, he should be a sword cultivator.

He got straight to the point and asked, "How many people are there with you?"

"Three."

Qi Lingyan replied briefly, and then drew out the spiritual sword given by Qianfeng Sect.

‘It seems like I don’t need to explain too much, it’s just right. Even though we all have to fight to the death, there are always people who don’t know and just kill innocent people indiscriminately. I don’t like it.’

"The same goes for poor Taoists."

The yellow-robed swordsman nodded, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pointed the sword downward, and bowed slightly with his hands raised.

The handsome faces are more upright, and there is no trace of the reincarnation of the devil. This further reflects that they are not pure reincarnations, but more like independent individuals.

Most people are shaped by their environment. Although they are demons, they may not be the same in the next life.

"Yin Lingfeng, the Guanchao Sword Sect of Jianzhou, will teach you how to make a great move. Today you and I are both superior and inferior, and we are also deciding between life and death. There is no grievance or enmity. You will live and die."

Qi Ling also returned the greeting and said: "Qi Ling has no family or sect, please give me some advice."

The sound falls.

The two of them were like a bolt of lightning, turning into two sword lights, one green and one red respectively, and suddenly collided with each other, causing the surrounding trees to sway in the strong wind.

The crisp sound of swords and the sound of metal collision continued to sound.

Under the setting sun, two figures were dancing with swords, fighting each other, and fighting.

The two sides were fair and square, and instead of being brutally fighting, it was filled with a sense of joy.

Above the clouds, four figures stand tall, with their feet on the auspicious clouds like gods.

Gu Wen and others followed for several days, wanting to see how these reincarnated bodies found each other?

If there is no special connection, then even if there are millions of reincarnations in the world, it is impossible to get them all together.

You must know that the territory of a state starts with a territory of ten thousand miles, and the average territory can be one hundred thousand. In some areas where most of the land is barren, it can even reach one million miles.

For example, each of the nine frontiers is millions of miles long, but less than one percent of them are actually habitable. The rest are either deserts or dead lands.

This is just the boundary of the human race. Beyond it is an endless wasteland with only buildings and trees standing.

As for the length, it is still unknown, at least no one has measured it specifically.

"The beating was really simple. I thought I would have to talk about it for a long time."

Akabane poked her head out from the clouds, watching the fighting below while nibbling rice cake snacks. The magpies would pick up the crumbs as they fell.

"Speaking of which, will someone join forces and kill others first?"

"Maybe, these reincarnated bodies are all normal people in a sense."

Lu Chan made a judgment based on her observations during this period.

Qi Ling is very normal, and so is this yellow-robed swordsman who just appeared. He can communicate, he can think for himself, and he has all the joys and sorrows of a normal person.

It was unusual for the two of them to meet together. They invariably revealed a pure murderous intention, which did not require any reason.

They both think it's natural to kill each other.

"The dojo is the prototype of the law. It is their instinct to fight each other. It has nothing to do with good or evil in letting them fight.

Gu Wen waved his sleeves and turned the auspicious clouds into a table, and placed a shabby Qiankun bag shaped like a fox's head with the word "Gu" sewn on it on the table.

Yu Hua sewed this for him, using the same beautiful female fox.

It's just that it has been eroded by the years and looks a little worn, and the snow-white fox hair is no longer bright and shiny.

"So let's take a gamble."

Akabane immediately dug out the only three spiritual stones he had, slapped them on the table, and said, "I'll go all-in on Big Boss."

The same goes for Jade Sword Buddha and Lu Chan, pressing on Qi Ling front and back.

It is obvious that although Qi Ling is a little behind and belongs to the swordsmanship school known for its fighting skills, Qi Ling was forcibly pulled to an incredible height by Gu Wen a few days ago.

He is exactly like Gu Wen back then. Not to mention that he is in the same realm, and even if he is in a higher realm, he may not be able to win.

"Pindao hasn't finished speaking yet. What we are betting on is not who wins or who loses, but whether this swordsman can escape.

It can support a few moves."

"The first thing is whether you can escape."

"It's boring. Isn't it just a matter of who makes a mistake in this kind of junior fight? Since you have a high level of cultivation, you will naturally see things in more detail than we do. Why don't we just play the leaf trick? At least I know what cards I got."

Chi Yuzi curled her lips. She could tell that Gu Wen was playing rogue, but she still relied on him.

"I bet you can't escape. Sword cultivators would rather die than escape."

"Not everyone has this determination." Lu Chan threw a bag of spiritual stones to the other side.

"I bet you can run away. A monk's most powerful means is often escape."

The Jade Sword Buddha silently casts it and runs away, as quiet as usual.

The four of them decided to leave. The fight below has entered a fierce stage. The sword cultivator's incarnation was injured on one side.

Almost climbed to the ground.

Qi Ling had the absolute upper hand, as they expected. The two magical powers given by Gu Wen almost made Qi Ling invincible at the same level.

No sword cultivator's technique could cause any useful damage to her. However, Qi Ling's sword could hit her with a strong murderous aura, which could shock her mind.

In just five minutes, the swordsman was already out of breath and his clothes were wet with sweat.

Blood was constantly seeping out of the tiger's mouth and flowing down the tip of the sword, and one arm was already half-wasted.

He was defeated like a mountain. He couldn't have won in his prime, let alone being injured.

The sword cultivator turned around and ran away, and Qi Ling quickly chased after him, covering a distance of hundreds of miles.

Gu Wen and others were sitting upright in the auspicious clouds, looking behind them in a leisurely manner, and then suddenly turned their heads to look to the southeast.

A sword light was approaching rapidly, and a familiar aura came from above.

A ray of snow-white sword light came from the southeast, and a sword blocked Qi Ling's path. When she looked up, she saw a cold female cultivator coming on the wind.

Dressed in white clothes like snow, he is tall, holding a Taoist weapon, and has a late-stage Nascent Soul breath.

Xie Yunan lowered his eyes, looking at the ice in the lake, and said: "This fellow Taoist is a disciple of my elders. Please keep me under the sword."

The Sword Sect has close ties with other swordsmanship sects, and quite a few of the sects are the inheritance established by a certain master who left Jianjian Mountain.

Xie Yunan met a yellow-robed swordsman in a small competition between major sword sects, and she could not ignore him.

"I am the inspector of Zhenwu Palace. If you have any grievances, you can tell me."

"It's no use talking more!"

Qi Ling did not hesitate to attack with all her strength. The sword energy of the magic sword rolled like waves, and the boundless murderous aura on top was like a prairie fire.

The sword is like waves, the air is like fire, the fire rides on the waves, and the waves ride on the fire.

Xie Yunan swung out the sword, cutting through the wave of the sword, and stabbed Qi Ling's shoulder at close range. The Dao sword only penetrated the skin when it entered the body.

"Complete Body Refining?!"

Her expression changed, and she immediately stepped back to avoid close combat.

Qi Ling was not much better. She didn't expect that the opponent's sword energy was so strong. With the help of Yuqing Tianzun's teachings, she was no match for him.

The two sides fought again for thirty rounds, this time evenly matched, and even defeated by Xie Yunan.

Xie Yunan was vaguely cautious, not wanting to hurt Qi Ling.

She is here to save people, not to kill. She does not dare to hurt people rashly until she understands the cause and effect of the matter.

Another thirty rounds of back and forth, this time it was Qi Ling's turn to turn around and run away.

It was you chasing after me again, Xie Yunan was obviously not that persistent, and stopped after flying for dozens of miles.
To be continued...