Chapter 41: do as promised

Feeling the realm of Lin Qian, Lei Qian had a possibility in his mind: "Is it possible that you have successfully collapsed your soul power again?"
The Xing Yuan realm cultivation base drops from the 9th to the first step, which will only happen when the nine rounds of Nirvana cultivation are completed.
Now that Lin Qian's realm has fallen, it is only when the Nine Wheels of Nirvana is practicing.
However, during the battle of life and death, Lei Qian clearly remembered that Lin Qian had nine levels of soul power, and he had completed nine rounds of Nirvana, even surpassing him by one level, which was shocking.
You know, among the inner disciples of the Vientiane Sect, only the strongest inner disciple is the one who has completed the breakthrough of the nine rounds of Nirvana.
Obviously the nine rounds of Nirvana have been completed, and now the cultivation base has fallen again...
Lin Qian didn't give much explanation, just aroused the spirit power in his body and showed it to Lei Gan.
"One, two... ten! Hiss!" He carefully counted the thunder dry on Lin Qian's body, inhaled a breath of cold air, his eyes darkened, "I am really convinced of what kind of monster you are."
Lei Qian, who was originally proud of his eight-round Nirvana breakthrough, has been struck by the phenomena of Lin Qian.
I've seen a pervert, have you really seen such a pervert.
Lei Gan suddenly felt that he was taking advantage of calling this kind of monster boss.
"Speaking of which, can you still grab the spot for this Medieval Relic?" After a long time, Lin Qian recovered.
Lei Gan wiped his face and eased his fright: "Indeed, before going to the Middle Ancient Ruins, you can challenge the holder of the quota. If you win, you can get the opponent's quota."
"Furthermore, in order to stimulate the competition among the disciples under the sect, the challenged cannot just refuse, but must fight."
After listening, Lin Qian stared suspiciously at Lei Gan: "It's weird, your inner strength is only ranked tenth, why no one comes to you?"
Seeing Lin Qian asking this, Lei Gan smiled awkwardly: "Because of my grandfather, they dare not."
"My master is still a war emperor, how can I have the courage to challenge me?" Lin Qian said, turning his head angrily, "Master, they look down on you."
Wei Wushuang smiled, and after thinking it over, he understood: "Now it is said that I am dying and will die soon. Even though I am a war emperor, what is there to be afraid of for a war emperor who is about to die?"
"The younger generation is deeply impressed by the free and easy of the emperor." Seeing that the emperor was so indifferent to his own life and death, Lei Qian felt in his heart and said respectfully to Wei Wushuang.
Wei Wushuang didn't say anything about this, but just smiled: "This problem, you can solve this problem yourself."
After speaking, Wei Wushuang turned around and went straight back to the room, leaving the yard for Lin Qian and Lei Gan.
"What should I do now?" Lei Gan looked at Lin Qian and asked aloud after Wei Wushuang left.
"The soldiers are here to stop, and the water comes to cover. Since he thinks I am a soft persimmon, how about a fight with him?" Lin Qian shrugged disapprovingly and asked Lei Gan, "What exactly is this challenge? Now Are you going to fight him?"
Lei Gan shook his head quickly and explained: "That's not true. Liu Ming has threatened to challenge you and agreed to wait for you at the 13th competition table at noon after seven days. According to the rules, if you don't go, then the place will go to him. "
"In that case, after seven days, I will go to the battle." At this point, Lin Qian suddenly flew up, kicking past Lei Gan.
Lei Gan was caught off guard, kicked by Lin Qian, and flew out.
When Lei Gan grabbed his chest and got up with a grin, Lin Qian smiled and said, "Now, cultivation begins."
Inside the Divine Sword Sect and outside the Jianlu, the female sword sage with aloof temperament was standing outside, looking at the content of a crystal in her hand.
"What a young emperor!" After reading the content that appeared on the crystal, the female sword master couldn't help exclaiming.
After putting away the crystal, her mood was still hard to settle for a long time because of the content on the crystal.
"An ancestral martial soul, with a mysterious life experience, completed ten rounds of Nirvana alone!" The female sword sage was immersed in shock as if she was overwhelmed in her heart.
When she looked at Jianlu, she was full of emotion: "My good disciple, how sacred is your childhood fiancé?"
In the Jianlu, a violent aura suddenly appeared, and the sword intent rushed into the sky, shaking everywhere.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the door of Jianlu opened, and a girl who looked like an immortal ran out, rushed to the female sword sage, with a happy smile: "Master, I have broken through to Nirvana, can I go to Xiao Qian now? ?"
"Silly girl, since you know he is in the Vientiane Sect, why bother to look for it." The female sword sage touched the head of the impatient, feeling a bit amused, "Concentrate on consolidating the cultivation base, be familiar with the power of Nirvana, and prepare for the ancient ruins."
"Don't blame the teacher for not telling you, your little love man will also go to the Middle Ancient Ruins." The female sword saint said this, her tone was a bit ridiculous.
When Ye Xin heard this, he was both surprised and suspicious: "It's impossible, isn't Xiao Qian yet to break through Nirvana? How can I go to the Middle Ancient Ruins? Master will make me happy, right?"
When the female sword saint heard this, she knocked Ye Xin's head irritably: "When have I deceived you during these years as a teacher, be prepared. You will be able to get what you want after more than a month."
Ye Xin nodded lightly and looked in the direction of the Vientiane Sect: "Xiao Qian, I will see you again soon."
At dusk, in the courtyard of Maoqingshan, Lin Qian was sweating. He looked at Lei Gan who was beaten like a pig in the sunset, and nodded in admiration: "Yes, I have increased my strength, and I can hold on to the present, making rapid progress. what."
Lei Qian, who was sitting on the ground, sat with a blue nose and a swollen face, tears streaming from his eyes, and he just nodded at Lin Qian.
"... I said you won't be the one. When my master trained me, I beat him harder. I never cried." Seeing that Lei Gan was beaten and crying by himself, Lin Qian was also embarrassed.
Lei Gan shook his head, his cheeks as big as a bun were swollen, making him speechless, so he could only write on the ground with his hand.
"It's not crying, I was beaten by you, I can't help it!"
After finishing writing, Lei Qian looked at Lin Qian with the only gap left, eyes that kept oozing tears, waved his hand, ready to get up and go back.
Seeing Lei Gan who was limping and preparing to leave, Lin Qian laughed, and a crystal bottle suddenly appeared in his hand.
Today, Lin Qian deliberately took a heavy shot, which was actually to test Lei Gan.
Despite being beaten so miserably, Lei Gan tried to counterattack him very seriously from the beginning to the end, and his mind was focused on actual combat training. Until just now, there was no resentment.
"Next!" Lin Qian said, and threw the crystal bottle in his hand to thunder.
Lei Gan took the crystal bottle and found that the bottle body was even a little hot. He looked up blankly and looked at Lin Qian with his tearful squinting eyes.
"Puff..." Seeing Lei Gan's appearance, Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh, and shouted after half a while, "Go back and pick up a bucket of hot water. When you are busy, you can sit over your head. Pour all the contents inside, practice for one night, temper your body and soul power, don't break through."
"I promise, within one month, you will become strong enough to rely on your own strength to win the place in the Middle Ancient Ruins."
"I, Lin Qian, do what I say!"