After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 130|Broad mind

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Qiao Wan's body has been forged and made strong and durable. She can withstand the pressure that ordinary monks cannot bear.

So, after biting the tip of the pen and thinking hard for a long time, Qiao Wan finally developed a new move a few nights ago.

The abbreviation is, throw you Lei Mou·Change.

It is different from rubbing the electric ball with hands before. This time, the spiritual power is directly transported through the meridians, and the fists are used to make moves, replenish the meridians, refine the skin, and refine the bones. In addition, there are Tianlei body exercises and With the addition of force beads, Qiao Wan's body can withstand the current that runs through her body at this moment, and it can also be transformed into rapid and explosive power.

The body is like thunder and the movement is like thunder.

The whole person smashed through the area with sparks and lightning!

Sitting astride Miao Fa, Qiao Wan was in high spirits.

It’s done!

The joy of success stirred up my heart. After a second, I faintly realized that something was wrong.

Not only was something wrong, not far away, Lu Yao, Meng Wenliang and other unjust disciples all changed their expressions, looking at Qiao Wan astride Miao Fa in horror.

It’s so crazy and rude to ride on a senior!

Feeling something was wrong under her body, it was the tight abdominal muscles that could be felt through the cassock. Qiao Wan woke up as if from a dream. She trembled and rolled down like a burning buttocks. She stumbled in the middle. One head hit Miaofa's chest.

Bury your chest.

At that moment, Qiao Wan was in a subtle trance. The rolling mountains seemed to be reflected in front of her eyes, and her eyes were dull: Sure enough... she really had a very broad mind.

After half a second, consciousness suddenly returned. Qiao Wan's heart tightened, and a string of numbness seemed to follow the spine all the way to the scalp: "Senior, are you okay?"

But after meeting Miaofa's gaze, Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.

Different from the image of the Venerable's dark face, Miao Fa was slightly startled, as if he was a little distracted, and what was reflected in his cyan eyes was this beautiful and outstanding sword light.

This is indeed a good sword.

Miaofa raised his eyes and glanced at Qiao Wan, his expression suddenly became a little complicated. After a while, his expression softened, his expression calmed down, and he replied lightly: "I'm fine."

As soon as Qiao Wan climbed down and stood up straight, Miaofa also stood up. The drop of blood on his neck slid down his neck and into his cassock.

"Since you have broken the body-protecting diamond shield on my body, you will pass this round." Master Miaofa said, and when he saw Qiao Wan was in a daze, he immediately frowned angrily and said softly: "Why are you dazed? When we compete with others, we win and lose. Are you still afraid that I will blame you for this? ”

Under the sunlight, the eyebrows and eyes are outlined in regular script, sharp and handsome.

Qiao Wan suddenly came back to her senses, blushed and waved her hands: "That's not what I meant, junior."

It was a bit embarrassing, but when she thought that she was wearing a small vest at this time, Qiao Wan quickly put these thoughts behind her.

Senior is too upright and I can’t think too much about it.

Qiao Wan picked up the sword and stepped forward to say thank you: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

After a while, there was no sound of Miaofa.

The Buddha looked silently at the "girl" in front of him and the sword in her hand.

This sword is indeed a good sword. When the sword is drawn, it is fast and firm, beautiful and clear. This is the sword he has been looking for, and it will become his only retreat when necessary.

Thinking of this, Miaofa silently closed her eyes, hiding the deep and complicated thoughts in her eyes.

Qiao Wan was surprised: "Senior."

Miaofa said: "I'm fine."

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were as cold and bright as ever. The way he looked at Qiao Wan made Qiao Wan feel a little unexplainable, and his heart was beating fast inexplicably.

"You have passed this round, and there is a second round waiting for you. I hope you will practice diligently in the next few days and don't slack off."

The second game mentioned by Miao Fa was to survive ten moves under his hands.

I don’t know if it was because he was too embarrassed to be ridden underneath him, but this time Miaofa’s attack was so fierce and domineering that Qiao Wan burst into tears with every move.

When I went back to the house at night, I looked in the mirror alone to heal my wounds.

The young man in the mirror has firm eyes, but his face is a bit miserable, with patches of blue and purple, and his hair is frizzy and scattered on his shoulders.

Qiao Wan frowned and pursed her lips, stuffed the bodhi seeds in her sleeves into her arms, and clenched her fists!

We must win the second game too!

On the second day, the running slogan changed to: "Bi Ping Academy, boundless power, blessings like the East China Sea, longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

Seeing the group of unjust disciples, they all raised their arms and shouted as if they were beaten to death.

Li Pan:......

Time flies in special training.

After four or five days of desperate training, on the eighth day, Qiao Wan was finally able to survive ten moves under Miao Fa.

At the same time, the second session of the Three Religions Discussion Conference is about to begin.

Early in the morning that day, Li Pan and Qiao Wan led a group of unjust disciples and prepared to set off.

This time, everyone present was basically familiar faces.

However, Qiao Wan and Li Puan still attracted a lot of attention when they first climbed up to Huazuo Peak. Looking around, the disciples who were not equal were all wearing uniforms. At best, they were simple, at worst, they were poor. Wearing a green cloth shirt and wearing coarse cloth shoes, we took Route 11 all the way to Huazuo Peak.

As if he didn't see the curious, contemptuous or indifferent eyes on the peak, Li Pan's expression remained unchanged and he calmly directed the group of boys and girls to sit down on the viewing platform.

As soon as they sat down, the dissatisfied disciples immediately felt a vague hostility.

Following this line of sight, I saw only a row of good disciples sitting on the viewing platform, their white shirts fluttering in the wind. They all looked handsome and graceful.

The dissatisfied disciple glared and was immediately pressed down by Li Fan before he could get angry.

"Master...Uncle Master?" The young disciple who was pushed down looked confused.

Li Fan said calmly: "Don't cause too much trouble." After saying that, he looked at Qiao Wan.

There are still two quarters of an hour before the second field theory ceremony begins.

Li Pandao: "Go."

Qiao Wan pressed the sword on her waist and nodded.

"Mountain Chief." At this moment, a Buping disciple poked his head out, his expression as solemn as a **** joint code: "Biping Academy is extraordinary, punching Shandao and kicking Kunshan!"

Isn’t it Shandao Academy? ! Fuck him!

Looking at Qiao Wan's retreating back, Li Pan's heart sank when he heard these last words.

I really want to kick Kunshan, but it’s easier said than done.

Qiao Wan now lacks a natal spiritual sword, and there are still a lot of materials missing to repair Wensi Xingzhu. Among them, there is a red fire golden tire.

The red fire gold embryo is so rare that I haven’t seen many in the entire world of cultivation.

During the ten days of Qiao Wan's special training, he took advantage of the gathering of heroes from various sects at the Dharma discussion meeting to look around and finally found out some information about the red fire golden fetus.

It is said that a batch of red fire gold embryos are now in the hands of Kunshan Yuqing Master, who is preparing to forge a new sword for his young apprentice.

If Qiao Wan wants to forge her own natal spiritual sword, she will have to make a trip to Kunshan. She just doesn’t know if she will be willing to go back to Kunshan after the conference on the Three Religions is over.

……

The second Dharma conference is different from the first one. This one is not held at Huazuo Peak.

Qiao Wan glanced at the high platform, but did not see the figure of Master Miaofa.

With the experience of dreaming in the sea of ​​consciousness, Qiao Wan can probably guess that it may be because of inner demons. No wonder that from the time they first met until now, the Venerable has been in a state of retreat, retreat and retreat again.

Suppressing the strange feeling that arose in her heart, Qiao Wan calmed down and looked at the Guangming Hall disciple in charge of the Dharma discussion meeting.

After summoning disciples from various sects to the scene, disciples from the Great Light Hall distributed jade tokens one by one.

The Daguangming Hall disciple who distributed the jade tokens said with a smile: "The relevant information for this second game has been clearly written on this jade token."

"Everyone just follow the instructions on the jade plaque."

"I don't have any teammates, but if you fellow Taoists want to form your own team, that's welcome, but the jade token won't provide any convenience."

Qiao Wan glanced at the jade plaque in her hand.

There is no map, no red dot, and no teammates.

This time, there was a large, bare character floating on the smooth jade surface.

"East, Zhoufu Town."

There is also a picture of a stick of incense drawn next to it.

Is this what you mean by going to Dongzhoufu Town? In the time of a stick of incense?

Looking up, everyone was holding jade plaques, and everyone looked confused.

"If everyone has no objections, then this Dharma discussion meeting will begin."

The disciples of Guangming Hall bowed, turned around and struck the small bell next to them.

Dang——

Announced the official start of the second session of the Dharma Conference.

The stick of incense on the jade sign immediately gave off a faint red light above the head.

Qiao Wan took the jade token and scanned the surroundings. She saw everyone around them, ready to fight. After giving the order, everyone released their flying magic weapons.

The banging noises are all pointing in one direction - east!

It seemed that the instructions on the jade plaques were the same. Qiao Wan no longer hesitated, quickly set up a sword light and rushed into the crowded crowd.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of swords fired from the Flower Seat Peak, like countless dazzling shooting stars under the clear sky.

Although the posture of thousands of swords firing together is handsome, the consequences are very serious.

In mid-air, there’s a traffic jam!

The terrain of Jiuyue Mountain is relatively complicated, with high mountains rising one after another. Some flying magic weapons are relatively expensive. After setting up the sword light, riding Juechen, it can soar thousands of miles into the sky in one fell swoop, overlooking the entire Jiuyue Mountain. There are also The flying magic weapon takes a more popular route, such as the one Qiao Wan is currently driving.

Before going down the mountain, the Qiu Shui Han lightsaber that Qiao Wan had been using had been taken away by the Discipline Hall. Now, Qiao Wan was using an ordinary old sword with nothing unique about it. Fortunately, it was still handy, but compared with the various swords in the air, it suddenly became dim and pale in comparison.

After flying forward for a while, Qiao Wan's head froze and she immediately realized something was wrong!

There is someone behind you!

Stepping on the long sword, he made a sharp turn in mid-air.

A sword light full of murderous intent "suddenly" passed by him.

Qiao Wan quickly looked up and saw only a sleeve with the word "kind" embroidered in gold.

The good disciple Yu Zixing, who had just flown over with sword light, was floating high in the air, sneering at the corner of his mouth. Qiao Wan glanced behind him.

Qiao Wan felt a chill in her heart, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in her mind.

Countless rays of sword light roared from all directions.

A dazzling sword light swooped up from below and immediately knocked Qiao Wan into the air!

Oops!

The weightlessness of falling at a rapid speed suddenly hit me.

Qiao Wan reached out and grabbed the old sword that was still flying. The blade penetrated deep into the palm of her hand and cut a thin red strip. This was not over yet. As soon as she successfully hung herself on the sword, another sound came from her side. A little whistling sword sound.

On the right!

A young Confucian cultivator's face was pale, and he looked at Qiao Wan who was "hanging" on the sword in horror. He couldn't brake in time, and the flying sword he stepped on rushed over like lightning.

"Fellow Taoist!! Give in, give in!"

Qiao Wan:! !

Seeing that an air traffic accident was about to happen, at the critical moment, Qiao Wan used strength on her hand, and the blade of the sword penetrated a few inches into the palm of her hand, and hung on the sword forcibly.

Hula——

The young Confucian cultivator stepped on his sword and blew it away like the wind.

But doing so will have chain consequences.

In an instant, the car was rear-ended in mid-air and became a mess.

"Give way! Give way!!"

"How do you wield a sword?! Don't you have eyes?!"

"This fellow Taoist, you stabbed me in the waist!!! QAQ"

At the same time, several more murderous sword lights shot straight at him! Qiao Wan hung on the sword, dodging up and down, left and right, but still got hit unexpectedly.

A sword light penetrated the body, and a **** hole was poked out of the left hand holding the sword blade. Fortunately, with the blessing of body training, the wound was not too deep. Qiao Wan took a deep breath, jumped up with all her strength, and finally climbed onto the sword with great difficulty.

The top of the head——

Aware of the danger above his head, Qiao Wan tilted his body upwards. Although he had avoided the fatal sword light, half of his body and the back of his head were sticking out of the sword. Below was the endless Jiuyue Mountain. If you are not careful, you may fall and be shattered to pieces!

Seeing this, Shandao Academy looked happy.

What a good opportunity. Lu Cixian is now alone. Master Miaofa is not here. He has neither a backer nor a backing. Let’s take advantage of this moment to make a move!

Yu Zixing smiled slightly: "Friend Lu, you have to be careful when wielding a sword alone."

Several rays of sword light coincided with each other, slicing towards Qiao Wan in different directions.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Qiao Wan had no choice but to mobilize her spiritual power to protect the meridians all over her body. She chose to grit her teeth and use her body to resist the fierce sword lights. In the blink of an eye, the thin green cloth shirt Inside, there was a little thin red smeared out.

It’s not that easy to kick her down!

The good disciples were all stunned. They did not expect that the people from the Buping Academy in front of them were so tough, and they actually chose to use their bodies to carry their swords, and they were stuck in mid-air, entangled with them for such a long time.

Yu Zixing's expression changed. He couldn't delay it any longer. If he didn't seize the opportunity to push Lu Cixian down now, he wouldn't be able to find such a good opportunity when he fell to the ground. So what if he was an individual cultivator?

He can't do it. With so many of their fellow disciples wielding swords together, they can't hold down even one Lu Cixian!

The meaning of the sword is like a rainbow.

On this occasion when all kinds of rainbow lights are in full bloom.

Qiao Wan felt a fierce sword light pass above her head, and a broad hand stretched out. Without thinking, Qiao Wan took the hand without hesitation, followed by a slight movement of her body, and it had fallen to the other side. Up comes a flying sword.

Several other sword rays simultaneously forced Yu Zixing and his party back.

Caught off guard, half of his hair was cut off with a sword. Yu Zixing was stunned: "Who?!"

With a flash of vision, Qiao Wan finally saw the face of the person coming.

Liu Xinwen stood on the sword and smiled at her: "Friend Daoist Lu."

As soon as Qiao Wan turned around, she saw a group of disciples from the Three Religions who had formed a deep revolutionary friendship with them by pushing past the boss and brushing people's heads together.

The flying swords stepped on by the young people formed a sword formation, guarding them firmly in front, back, left and right, while wielding the swords, they waved warmly and friendly hands.

"Friend Lu Dao!"

"Friend Lu Dao, long time no see!"

What's going on?

Yu Xingzhi and the nearby Shandao disciples had different expressions.

Why are there so many people here? And everyone gathered around Lu Cixian?

Under the sky, the light of the sword flew past.

The teenagers came close to Qiao Wan, waved cheerfully, and grinned in the bright sunshine: "Friend Lu, thank you last time, let's form a team together this time."