Qian Jiang did not do this. He continued to sit on the bed, and Zhenyuan entered the heart along the blood vessels. As soon as Zhenyuan entered the heart, Qian Jiang felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been punched. However, he endured the severe pain and continued to enter Zhenyuan into it to open the orifices of the heart.

This is the eighth level of the mountain heart of the coagulation period he discovered, with a majestic heart like a mountain. In this way, all kinds of difficulties in practicing in the future will be much easier, although it will take a lot of pain to practice the mountain heart now.

Qian Jiang only practiced for half an hour and felt exhausted both physically and mentally. He had to give up. After the impact continued, his heart would not be able to stand it. Qian Jiang no longer held it. The next morning he rested until the bell of the competition rang before he stood up. He hurried to the ring of the competition. Both sides had already started the competition. The opponent was the last disciple of Xuandao Sect in the seven holy lands. Seeing Qian Jiang coming hurriedly, Jiang Yueyin asked with concern: "You are fine." Qian Jiang shook his head and looked at the game above.

The two of them were in a fierce competition, and the two swords fought quickly on the ring. Both of them were evenly matched. Gu Jinghong's swordsmanship improved a lot after six games, but Qian Jiang could still feel that the opponent did not use all his strength.

I don’t know whether this disciple of Xuandao Sect was trying to hide his strength or to take care of Gu Jinghong’s face. The two of them fought for a long time. In the last time, the disciple of Xuandao Sect won with half a move, and the victory was dull.

When Gu Jinghong got off the arena, he smiled and gave Qian Jiang. Qian Jiang nodded with a smile, and Gu Jinghong's heart knot was enough to open it.

At this time, Qian Jiang suddenly noticed a sharp gaze looking at him. Qian Jiang looked over. It was Qi Changsheng. Qi Changsheng quickly turned his eyes to Jiang Yueyin, looking at Jiang Yueyin's wonderful body, and an unpleasant gaze shot out of his eyes.

Jiang Yueyin naturally noticed it, grabbed Qian Jiang's hand, and said sweetly: "Brother Qian, let's go." Qian Jiang didn't like Qi Changsheng's gaze, so he did not object.

The two left here intimately, and Qi Changsheng said coldly: "I really don't know what luck that boy Qian has left, and I'm waiting for the beauty to favor him."

"Beauties are heroes. With the ability of Senior Brother Qi, they can easily get the title of Tianqing monk, so they can naturally return the beauty." Yun Wuzong appeared next to Qi Changsheng and said to Qi Changsheng.

When Qi Changsheng heard this, he smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yun, I think you are joking. It's great if my ability to become a Jiaotai monk. What a question is about the Tianqing monk."

Yun Wuzong smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you are really joking. If you can only obtain Jiaotai monks, won't we even get a quota?" Qi Changsheng listened to Yun Wuzong's flattery and said to Yun Wuzong: "If I can become a Tianqing monk, it will naturally have your benefits, and your strength is not weak."

Yun Wuzong said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, my brother, whether you can be enthroned as a monk this time depends entirely on your face." Qi Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, but monk Feng was entirely on your face." Qi Changsheng nodded with satisfaction and then left here.

Yun Wuzong looked at Qi Changsheng's departure back and whispered: "Everyone wants this beauty, but unfortunately there is only one beauty." After Yun Wuzong finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qian Jiang and Jiang Yueyin didn't know about Qi Changsheng's conversation. They went to the yard again. Qian Jiang said to Jiang Yueyin: "Miss Jiang, there will be a competition again tomorrow. Are you sure?" Jiang Yueyin looked at Qian Jiang with a smile and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qian, for your concern. Qi Changsheng is indeed a bit difficult to deal with tomorrow." Qian Jiang looked at her smiling face, knowing that she was sure to win, and she didn't ask more questions. At this time, Jiang Yueyin asked, "Well, did Brother Qian come to my place yesterday?"

Qian Jiang did not deny it and nodded and said, "Indeed, but when she saw Miss Jiang practicing swords, she didn't dare to disturb her." Jiang Yueyin said in a low voice: "Does Mr. Qian think that my sword magic has a deep magical energy, like an evil way?"

Qian Jiang nodded and said, "Indeed, it's too savory, not like the righteous sword technique." Jiang Yueyin said in a low voice: "This sword technique is the sword technique passed down by my family, and it is said that it was left by an ancestor named Chen."

When Qian Jiang heard that his surname was Chen, he thought of the woman who was as famous as him. He was called Jiankui, and the one who was known as the Sword Demon. Although the two were as famous as the Sword Demon, Qian Jiang had never seen the Sword Demon. He only heard that his sword moves were strange, especially when it came to sword control, which often defiled people's magic swords.

Qian Jiang did not expect that the sword technique that he had never seen in his previous life. He was naturally very happy to see it in this life. Looking at the smile on Qian Jiang's face, Jiang Yueyin said in confusion: "Mr. Qian, why are you happy? By the way, Mr. Qian, I suddenly thought that in that era, there seemed to be a sword master as famous as Mr. Qian. However, I thought that in that era, there seemed to be a sword master as famous as Mr. Qian. It is said that when he was forty, he broke the void and ascended to become an immortal. It is really enviable."

Qian Jiang touched his nose, not knowing what to say in his heart. It seemed that the assassination was hidden, and Qian Jiang was not going to reveal it. The two of them chatted for a while before they separated. Qian Jiang returned to the room without practicing, but closed his eyes and recalled Jiang Yueyin's sword technique. There were no tricks in this sword technique. Each move was for the sake of winning, which was very difficult to deal with. Qian Jiang could not calculate enough in his mind, and he began to deal with the sword himself. Qian Jiang broke more than thirty moves and found that he did not have much chance of winning later. These sword moves were too weird. Qian Jiang could not use this sword move.

Qian Jiang practiced until the evening before cracking more than forty moves. He sighed. Fortunately, he could still watch two Jiang Yueyin games. During this period, he could slowly come up with a way to crack them.

As soon as the sky was dawn in the morning, Qian Jiang hurried to the ring. He must remember Jiang Yueyin's moves and think about how to deal with it again. He obviously came too early, and there was no one around the ring. Qian Jiang waited for a long time before he saw the disciple of Xuandao Sect coming here. He looked at Qian Jiang and greeted him friendlyly: "Hello, Junior Brother Qian."

Qian Jiang nodded and said to him, "I don't know what this senior brother is called?" The man smiled and said, "My name is Ling Feifan, and he is a disciple of Xuandao Sect." Qian Jiang nodded, and Ling Feifan came to him and sighed and said, "Oh, it has been almost fifty years. I have not had Xuandao Sect and have been enthroned by a cultivator. In this term, it was actually a Tianqing cultivator who was given the false god stage in the Returning Sword Tower.
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