Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu Chapter 40 – Chapter 40: 30 Years of Spring Breeze and Morning Dew, Qi Refining Realm's extremes

Chapter 40: 30 Years of Spring Breeze and Morning Dew, Qi Refining Realm's extremes
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Ye Yuntian attacked with all his might, and the situation instantly changed.

Even though the white bone claws on Zhang Yangdao's back resisted with all their might, they were still insignificant in the face of Ye Yuntian's long and domineering sword light.

The bones turned into bone fragments under the sword light.

Zhang Yangdao, who had four arms on his back and three of them broken, held the longsword in his hand and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and slashed at Feng Qi again.

Feng Qi instantly turned into mist.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Yangdao's sword landed on Feng Qi's mist, it instantly ignited a raging fire.

Feng Qi, who then left the mist state, spat out a mouthful of blood. He spun the sword in his hand and slashed down ruthlessly again.

On the other side, Ye Yuntian's three-meter-long sword beam swept across and directly shattered Zhang Yangdao's last white bone claw!

Ju Xiu controlled her tiger to leap up and made it sweep with its claws, stirring up a gust of wind.

A strong wind blew at Zhang Yangdao's face. Zhang Yangdao raised his sword with difficulty and blocked the tiger's claws.

Naturally, Feng Qi would not let go of this good opportunity. With a slash of his sword, Zhang Yangdao's head fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Gongsun Xiu got up and went downstairs. “A little weaker than I expected.”

Chen Qing asked, “Senior Brother, do you mean that Zhang Yangdao is not strong enough for an ascetic?”

Gongsun Xiu nodded. “If you meet an ascetic who has been cultivating for more than 30 years, you will see the limit of the Qi Refining realm.”

When they went downstairs, Gongsun Xiu asked, “Qingshuang, did you learn anything from today's battle?”

Yu Qingshuang said, “I feel that my sword technique has improved again.”

Gongsun Xiu said, “I think what Senior Brother Feng wants you to know is that the martial world has never been about duels nobody interferes in, but about group fights.”

The two of them followed Gongsun Xiu to the center of the battlefield. The entire street was ruined.

Zhang Yangdao's strange corpse lay in the middle of the street. He knelt on the ground, but did not fall.

Chen Qing walked to Zhang Yangdao's head, and realized that the head was actually laughing strangely.

Feng Qi, who was standing beside this head, had a gloomy expression, as if he was also puzzled by this head that had a frozen expression and was laughing.

More than 10 Carefree Mountain disciples walked out from all directions, and started to clean up the battlefield.

Ye Yuntian held three Gu insects in his hands. “Only Rain Gu, Sword Gu, and that strange four-armed white bone Gu are left.”

After returning to his cave abode, Chen Qing lay on the stone bed in the basement and recalled the battle.

After this battle, Chen Qing finally had a slight understanding of the battles in this world.

Cultivation was the foundation of everything. Only when one had spiritual qi in their body could they activate Gu insects.

Of course, Gu insects like Iron Skin Gu and Strength Gu that were related to physique had very low requirements for spiritual qi.

Even without spiritual qi, it could still unleash extraordinary power.

Gu insects were magic, and they were related to the power of spells.

Sword techniques were techniques, and were concerned with how to unleash Gu insects' power to the utmost.

Zhang Yangdao had many Gu insects, but they were of poor quality. Other than Rain Gu, Sword Gu, and the unknown white bone Gu, most of them were rank two or three.

Even so, he was still able to hold on for so long in front of the four strongest hall masters of Carefree Mountain.

Ye Yuntian's Sword Gu looked like it had only turned into a butterfly rank three or four. He still had a rank nine Wind Gu. As for him having more Gu insects, it was hard to tell.

Cheng Qing had to continue getting more Gu insects!

In a battle of sword techniques, other than Fog Gu, Wind Gu was the key!

If his techniques were insufficient, he would make up for it with speed!

‘If I nurtured all the Gu insects to the butterfly transformation stage or even beyond it, the situation would be completely different.'

Even if Ye Yuntian, Feng Qi, Ju Xiu, and He Ming attacked together, they should not be his match!

In the face of absolute speed and strength, everything would be reduced to ashes!

Of course, this was based on the performance of the four of them tonight.

After all, they had only suffered minor injuries. Chen Qing guessed that they still had more tricks up their sleeves.

After confirming his future path, Chen Qing began to recall their moves.

It was a sword technique that was even more straightforward and direct than Yu Qingshuang's sword technique. It purely pursued lethality.

It wasn't that Yu Qingshuang's sword technique was fanciness over practicality, but Yu Qingshuang's sword technique was still a little superficial, and lacked a hint of ruthlessness.

After this, this senior sister's sword technique would improve again.

Chen Qing had a new understanding of sword moves. He struck while the iron was hot and practiced again.

The next morning, Chen Qing woke up early, and found some first dew in the morning to feed Fog Gu in the spirit plant garden.

As soon as he arrived at the spirit plant hall, a senior brother from the Shadow Hall carried a box over.

“Hall Master Chen, what happened last night is over. This is remuneration for the information you provided a few days ago.”

That was right. If Chen Qing hadn't reported this news, how could they have intercepted and killed Zhang Yangdao?

This was what he deserved.

Chen Qing opened the box. There were about 1,000 low-grade spirit stones inside. He smiled, and said, “Help me thank Senior Brother Feng.”

Carefree Mountain didn't even have the intention to impart the sword scripture to him now. The sect wouldn't be stupid enough to send him out to fight.

It was time to raise the Sword Gu to the rank nine and turn it into a butterfly.

At night, Chen Qing carried a bag and quickly went down the mountain.

He booked a room in the Bright Moon Building, locked the door, and used his godly Clothes Swap Skill to arrive at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

He followed a clerk into the tea room.

“Give me 20 segments of purple-striped bamboo.”

The purple-striped bamboo was as thick as a thumb and solid. Not only were there purple stripes on the outside, but there were also purple veins inside.

This item was extremely tough, and its surface was extremely sharp.

When the clerk brought over the purple-striped bamboo, Chen Qing asked, “Do you have Sword Gu here?

“The kind that is at rank one,” Chen Qing emphasized.

The sword darling needed a Sword Gu to evolve into a butterfly. However, since it only needed a Sword Gu, there was no need to buy a wild one. It was fine as long as it was left behind after killing and robbing.

The priority was in it being a cheap one.

After hearing this, the clerk understood what Chen Qing meant. He did not say much. “This kind of Sword Gu is cheap. I'll help you get a few.”

Soon, the clerk brought over three rank one Sword Gu. Chen Qing first picked the one with the shortest lifespan, and asked, “How much is this one?”

The clerk smiled, and said, “These Sword Gu are all of the same price, 2,500 low-grade spirit stones.”

When Chen Qing saw this, he pointed at the one with the most lifespan, and said, “This one then. This one looks pleasing to the eye.”

The clerk quickly sealed the Sword Gu. “Sir, what else do you want?”

Chen Qing said, “Three wisps of geng gold qi, and get me a high-quality green snake gallbladder.”

The shop assistant asked, “Regarding green snake gallbladders, we have 200-year-old, 300-year-old, and 500-year-old gallbladders here. I wonder what kind you want?”

Chen Qing thought for a moment. The higher the quality of the materials used to advance to butterfly form, the better.

“How much is the 500 years old type?”

The clerk smiled, and said, “500-year-old ones are more precious. It costs about 2,400 low-grade spirit stones.”

Chen Qing counted his current spirit stones. It was not a big deal to get a 500-year-old green snake gallbladder. “I'll take one.”

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