"Junior brother! You have such a strong physique. If you don't practice physical cultivation, why are you practicing swordsmanship?
It’s still a wooden sword!
What exactly do you want to do.
If you have this time, why not cultivate your realm?
When you reach a higher level, we can fight."
There were two slap marks on Wei Qingshu's face, which was swollen.
He doesn't understand!
What's the point for Qin Feng, this guy, to spend so much time every day swinging his sword and practicing basic sword moves?
At least change to a better weapon.
"Senior Brother, your face?" Qin Feng put away his sword and looked at Wei Qingshu's swollen face. He wanted to laugh, but was afraid it would be impolite.
"Don't worry about it." Wei Qingshu was upset and sat on the stone beside him.
"Hey, isn't this a backing stone? How come it's broken into pieces like this? Who is this wicked person who did this?" Wei Qingshu was furious.
Venting out the anger received from Fan Tianyong.
Qin Feng's mouth twitched.
"Brother, what do you mean by physical cultivation and sword cultivation?" Qin Feng changed the subject.
"You don't understand this? Who taught you to practice?" Wei Qingshu snorted coldly, lying directly on the stone, holding his head with his hands as a pillow, and crossing his legs.
"We monks have limited energy and lifespan.
Therefore, many times, everyone will only choose the path that they are best at to practice.
For example, that bastard Lin Huaian has a strong physique, so he can definitely take the path of physical cultivation.
Skills, techniques, and even magical weapons will be chosen to strengthen the body.
Monks, there are many paths to choose from.
Physical cultivation that cultivates the physique.
A swordsman who practices sword skills.
Alchemist who refines elixirs!
Soldiers who cultivate weapons, etc.
However, every road is difficult.
Your physique is so strong, you can definitely choose physical cultivation.
Practicing swordplay is such a waste of time.
What a waste of one’s talent!
Look, I have been practicing for thirty years, but I was beaten like this by Lin Huaian, who has only practiced for more than ten years.
It is obvious that Lin Huaian is very talented in physical training.
"Master uncle doesn't care about your cultivation?" Wei Qing said slowly.
Qin Feng seemed to be thinking about something.
No one has ever told him about this.
but!
If I really have to choose.
Qin Feng thought of the swordsman in the Heavenly Palace.
Sword cultivators are very cool.
However, there is no rush for this matter now.
After all, my current level is not good enough.
If Wang San has time in the future, you can listen to his opinions.
"Senior Brother, how many spirit stones are usually required to practice the techniques in the Sutra Repository?" Qin Feng asked.
Magic is currently his only way to quickly improve his strength.
The improvement of the four techniques is completely equivalent to a breakthrough in realm.
Upon hearing the word "magic", Wei Qingshu immediately stood up.
He stared at Qin Feng with envy and jealousy.
Four top-level Qi Refining techniques!
Qin Feng succeeded in his cultivation after three months.
Inhuman!
"Junior brother, don't worry about the magic for now, how about we play some fun?
Why don't you practice your magic with me?
Your newcomer trials are about to begin, so I'll help you improve your combat effectiveness." Wei Qingshu jumped down from the rock and came to Qin Feng's side.
He really doesn't believe it!
The Myriad Scriptures! The Dragon and Snake Classic! The Hidden Sword Technique! The Vajra Body!
They are all at the Qi Refining realm, the most advanced and difficult techniques to practice.
Three months!
Even if it is just one of them, it will only be an entry-level one at best.
So, he wanted to verify it himself.
Qin Feng's heart was moved.
He was really tempted by the rewards for the rookie trial.
but!
After the battle between Lin Huaian and Wei Qingshu, he felt less confident again.
It would be great if Wei Qingshu could help him improve his combat experience.
"But, senior brother, are you okay?" Qin Feng asked with concern.
"What can happen to me? Hey, are you looking down on me, Senior Brother?
Even though I'm injured, I still have no problem beating you." Wei Qingshu said confidently.
He practiced hard for thirty years!
This kid Qin Feng is just a little stronger in physique.
Even if he stood there and let Qin Feng hit him, Qin Feng couldn't break his green shield!
Wei Qingshu pushed forward with both hands, and a halo appeared on his body.
"Come on, junior brother! Give it your all!" Wei Qingshu said.
Qin Feng nodded.
There is a black spiritual light in the body, swimming rapidly.
Qin Feng stretched out his hand!
The sword in the palm of his hand was ready to move.
Qin Feng suddenly let go.
Judging from Wang San’s previous reaction, Jianwan should be very powerful.
just in case……
Qin Feng stared!
An elephant shadow appeared behind him.
Wei Qingshu's pupils shrank and he was shocked!
Did Qin Feng really succeed in practicing it?
"Brother, be careful, I'm coming." Qin Feng stared and took a step forward!
"Junior brother, you are not good enough yet." Wei Qingshu chuckled, raised his index finger and shook it.
Seeing Wei Qingshu so confident, Qin Feng felt relieved!
In the Dan Sea!
The black aura spread rapidly.
Qin Feng really wanted to know the limit of his full-strength attack.
Danhai!
Six thick cyclones are spinning rapidly.
The shadow of the elephant behind Qin Feng became clearer and clearer.
The elephant's hoof overlapped with Qin Feng's fist.
A sudden storm!
The fist landed on the green shield in front of Wei Qingshu.
Just a moment!
Cracks appeared on the green shield.
“Crack! Crack!”
The next moment!
The green shield exploded, turning into countless spiritual lights and dissipating in the air.
Wei Qingshu's pupils trembled and his expression changed drastically.
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