"Fourth Senior Sister, can you be more partial? You're praising my junior sister for having beaten the third level? I'm only in the Foundation Establishment stage, and I've already surpassed the first level of the second stage. I'm at least worthy of a few compliments, right?"
Su Qingqing listened, and before she could say anything, she heard Xiang Sheng smile and praise, "Sixth Senior Brother is really amazing. He can fight against opponents of higher levels. He is much more powerful than me."
Li Xiaoliu was clearly asking for praise, but when Xiang Sheng praised him so directly, his face suddenly turned red and he stammered, unable to speak.
"Ha ha!"
Su Qingqing laughed so hard that her body shook. "You're already a senior brother, and you still want to compete with a junior sister for praise? Do you know how embarrassing it is now?"
Li Xiaoliu scratched his head, his tone still stubborn: "How could I argue with you? Fourth Senior Sister, why don't you praise me too?"
After saying this, he chuckled again and approached Xiang Sheng with concern, "Junior Sister, are you tired? Shall we go back to the Sword Sect's courtyard to rest?"
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly, "It just so happens that I have some insights as well, and I want to go back and digest them as soon as possible."
“Is this a reward?”
Su Qingqing's eyes lit up: "Great! We'll go back now, but it's not the sect's courtyard. I found another good place for you."
"What good place is there? Can it be better than the sect's courtyard?"
Li Xiaoliu was surprised. "I heard that there is a fifth-grade spirit gathering array in the sect's courtyard here, which is one grade higher than the one on our peak."
Su Qingqing shook her head: "That place is crowded with people and eyes, and the Pantheon loves to watch it. Apart from that large formation, which can barely be considered an advantage, everything else is a disadvantage."
As soon as Li Xiaoliu heard the word Pantheon, he immediately lost interest in the villa.
The tragic experience of Feng Qingmen was still fresh in his mind, as if it happened yesterday, so he didn't want to be ambushed by the Pantheon again.
Having made up their minds, the three of them quickly left the square and headed to the place Su Qingqing mentioned.
Shortly after the three of them left, a light flashed in front of the gate of the Sword Sect's formation area, and Xiang Jianjue's figure slowly emerged from the gate.
He glanced at the few scattered disciples outside the tower, but did not see Li Changting.
"Senior Brother hasn't come out yet..."
Xiang Jianjue muttered to himself, then walked to the side, sat cross-legged, and waited with his eyes lowered.
Seeing his extremely cold expression, the other disciples did not approach him and only talked privately from a distance.
Xiang Jianjue had long been accustomed to this and didn't care at all, concentrating on practicing.
But when he thought of his current progress in cultivation, a sense of irritation emerged between his brows and could not be shaken off.
After entering the territory of Xizhou, his spiritual roots transformed and his cultivation also skyrocketed during this transformation.
In just twenty years, he cultivated from the Jindan stage to the late Yuanying stage, and also realized a fourth-grade water sword intent, which was no longer in its infancy.
But in recent years, he clearly felt that his progress in cultivation had slowed down, and he often felt sluggish when practicing the "Five Elements Sword Canon".
The progress of his cultivation slowed down because the period of spiritual root explosion was nearing its end. He could still accept it, but the hindrance to his practice of the "Sword Classic" made him feel a little disappointed.
Back in Dongzhou, he was considered the most gifted of the Wanjian Sect. His senior brother, Li Changting, also said that he had an astonishing understanding and would definitely achieve great things in Xizhou.
But now, he was stuck in the "Sword Canon", and his sword intent was stuck at the 10% threshold, making slow progress.
He had doubts in his heart and asked the leader and senior brothers for advice, but every time he did, the answer he got was not to act hastily.
Perhaps in their view, their rapid progress and subsequent obstacles must be due to their impetuous nature, and they need some time to settle down.
But Xiang Jianjue knew that he was not.
He always felt that something was wrong when he was practicing, and it was quite difficult for him to comprehend the sword manual. Now, as time went by, this feeling of difficulty became more and more obvious.
If Master were here...
Xiang Jianjue inevitably thought of Xiang Sheng, his eyes dimming slightly.
So what if Master is here?
The master is strong, but only in the way of the Earth God. Without the support of a fifth-grade sect, how deep can the master's research in sword cultivation be?
He has also mastered the sword intent, and he has to walk the next path on his own.
"Silly boy, why are you looking so sad?"
A hearty laugh came from his ears. When Xiang Jianjue looked up, he saw Li Changting's silly face and felt helpless.
"Didn't we agree not to call me a fool outside?"
Li Changting laughed heartily upon hearing this. "Haven't you forgotten? Senior Brother is in a good mood today, so I'd like to take you to a nice place for a drink. Do you want to come?"
Xiang Jianjue was silent for a moment, and without asking why Li Changting was happy, he nodded in agreement.
"Huh? The sun is rising from the west today?"
Li Changting looked surprised. "When I asked you to go drinking in the past, you always kept to yourself. Have you changed your personality?"
Xiang Jianjue's face darkened slightly: "If you say that again, I won't go."
Li Changting immediately waved his hand and changed the subject: "No more talking, let's go."
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