Sword Tower.
When Xiang Sheng appeared in the sword tower, he saw a palm-sized woman floating in front of him, bowing and smiling:
"I'm well, fellow Daoist."
Xiang Sheng showed surprise: "You are... Geng Qi?"
"Exactly."
Geng Qi's expression revealed joy. "Master Ta Ling has given me a spiritual body. After nurturing it for a while, I can embark on the path of ghost cultivation."
Xiang Sheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "That's really congratulations."
"This is all thanks to fellow Taoist."
Geng Qi showed a look of gratitude, then slid the light wheel with one hand, "Which level do you want to start from today?"
Xiang Sheng pondered for a moment and replied, "Fourth level, ninth floor."
Through days of fierce fighting, she has gradually adapted to fighting under the high pressure of the fourth level and ninth layer.
Moreover, the day before yesterday, she had successfully passed the fourth stage and ninth level once, but it was very difficult, and she suffered serious injuries every time.
Later, she tried to reach the first level of the fifth stage, but unfortunately, the pressure from the Spirit Transformation Stage was too heavy, and she was no match for it. If she had not stopped in time, she would have been blasted out of the sword tower and seen by Su Qingqing.
Geng Qi turned the light wheel to "Sijiu", and nine people in the late stage of out-of-body state soon appeared...
After a hearty fight, Xiang Sheng entered a state of comprehension. He stopped immediately and returned to his resting place. Without waiting for his injuries to heal, he tried to condense his physical strength.
"Fellow Daoist, are you trying to condense your destiny?" Geng Qi, who was watching from the side, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Xiang Sheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Geng Qi: "Destiny?"
Geng Qi nodded: "The way of physical cultivation is to go against fate. The momentum that is condensed is called fate momentum."
After Geng Qi answered, he belatedly murmured, "I seem to be quite familiar with this."
Xiang Sheng's eyes lit up slightly: "Then is there any omission in my method of refining?"
Geng Qi suppressed some of his distracting thoughts and said, "Practice it again and let me see."
Xiang Sheng immediately did as he was told.
After Geng Qi read it, he immediately realized something and said, "Fellow Daoist, destiny is not an external thing, but exists in the root. Your constant attempt to condense it outside the body is the biggest fallacy."
When Xiang Sheng heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the seal in his hand changed immediately, gathering energy in his body.
"The best location is at the Mingmen. Using the Mingmen as the source, the life force can unleash its strongest power."
Geng Qi continued to remind: "But if you do this, the foundation of your life force explosion will be more damaged.
The vital gate is the weakest point of a physical cultivator, but your physical body is extremely strong, so the vital gate should be able to withstand it. I think this little loss can be replenished in a moment."
Xiang Sheng listened to Geng Qi's reminder, and his practice gradually improved as the seals in his hands changed.
When the breath of destiny approached the Mingmen acupoint, they were quickly attracted to each other and merged into one, then turned into a funnel shape, absorbing the destiny that Xiang Sheng had condensed during these days and the breath of destiny that occasionally remained in the body.
For a moment, the life force grew rapidly. In just a few breaths, it turned into a blood-red illusory lock and fell into the Mingmen acupoint.
When Geng Qi saw the blood lock, his pupils shrank immediately, "Life lock?!"
"What life lock?"
Xiang Sheng opened his eyes and asked back, his aura slowly subsiding.
The destiny has been established! She feels very good at this moment.
Geng Qi pondered for a moment and replied, "Sword power contains sword spirit, and the style varies from person to person, ranging from light and agile to heavy and powerful.
Life force is related to the mysteries of the human body and is even more magical. It is different for each person.
Having said this, Geng Qi paused slightly, then smiled bitterly: My memory is not complete, and I no longer remember what the function of this life lock is, but it left such a deep impression on me that I blurted it out directly, so it must not be an ordinary fate.
The specific function of this, fellow Daoist can only explore it on his own."
"Well, it would be more interesting to explore it myself."
Xiang Sheng smiled, then his eyes flashed, "How is the Sword Ranking now?"
Geng Qi immediately flicked his sleeves, revealing the sword list.
Xiang Sheng looked closely and saw that the person ranked first was Zhuang Teng.
"Zhuang Teng, 532 years old, level 5, first floor."
"Level 5."
Xiang Sheng's face darkened slightly. The fourth level was the Out-of-Body Stage, and the fifth level was the Spirit Transformation Stage.
The main sword vein of the Sword Sect is not as good as the secondary vein. The minimum threshold for true disciples is the late stage of out-of-body experience.
According to Sixth Senior Brother, Zhuang Teng had just become a true disciple not long ago, and should have just broken through to the late stage of out-of-body state. His sword intent probably had not reached the threshold of transformation into a spirit.
Such a Zhuang Teng was able to surpass a major realm and kill a person in the God Transformation Stage, most likely relying on magic weapons.
"With such achievements, I'm afraid Jian Jue will find it difficult to surpass..."
While Xiang Sheng was looking at the sword list, Xiang Jianjue had just finished a fight and also used his spiritual thoughts to reveal the names on the sword list.
"Level 5, level 1?"
Seeing Zhuang Teng's results, he frowned slightly.
His senior brother had told him that the magic weapon on Zhuang Teng was amazing and could most likely kill a Divine Transformation cultivator of a higher level. And he was right.
He was just at the Nascent Soul stage, so even if he could jump to the fifth level and defeat the first layer, his result would not be better than Zhuang Teng's.
Fortunately, he had agreed with his senior brother last night not to compete with Zhuang Teng.
"Fellow Daoist, are you really not going to fight anymore?"
The spiritual thought "Ren Jiu" couldn't help but ask.
Xiang Jianjue nodded slightly, his tone calm, "Since I have no chance of surpassing the opponent, revealing my true strength will only add to the danger and will not bring any benefits. It is better to continue to hide my strength."
"That being said..."
Ren Jiu sighed, "But after you leave, your reputation among the cultivators of Dongzhou will probably plummet again."
Xiang Jianjue heard this, but a faint smile appeared on his face: "It's just an empty title, let's announce the results."
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