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    "I have also been to the sword hall of Wanjian Palace. The sword moves on the stone wall are scattered and disorderly. Practicing them one by one alone is not very powerful at all, and it is very time-consuming. How can the Jing Shifang Envoy be so scary?  "

    Zhang Ling kept this question deep in his heart and did not ask it directly.

    Zhang Ling used swords in the early days and gave up swordsmanship after entering the inner sect. However, the desire for swordsmanship in his heart has never faded, so he went to the sword hall that he had admired for a long time as early as the first moment he entered the inner sect.

    The stone wall was filled with countless sword moves, making him think that he could pick up his sword skills again.

    But soon, the cruel fact told Zhang Ling that he was overthinking it. The simplest sword move took him two months, and the effect was not as good as using the ninth-grade sword technique directly.

    Others don¡¯t have Zhang Ling¡¯s personal experience, so they still have illusions about the sword hall of Wanjian Palace and are eager to try it.  But he was sure that after these people practiced it, they would regret it and wasted their time.

    Seeing small beasts such as hares and wolverines, a few people had no interest in doing anything. Nine inner disciples of Wanluo Academy came out to hunt. The targets were either ferocious monsters or large beasts like tigers and leopards.

    "Are there monsters on Meishan Mountain?" Jing Shifang didn't even visit the inside of the academy, let alone the situation on Meishan Mountain.

    "Of course there is. Someone hunted a three-eyed fox some time ago." Although Zhang Ling is not from Qingzhou, after so many years in the academy, his understanding of the surrounding area is no worse than that of the locals.

    Jing Shifang nodded slightly, thinking in his mind: Three-eyed fox.  Isn't it just like the fossil python, a low-level monster with relatively poor value?

    Jing Shifang has been longing for a low-level monster that can be used as a riding beast. The long and long one he raised is huge, but unfortunately it cannot be used as a riding beast, so he can only keep it for fun.

    "Smoke-breathing beasts are the most precious among low-level riding beasts. Many mid-level monsters are not that effective when used as riding beasts. They are only found in Beiming Territory, and they won't be available for a while. How can I have one?  It¡¯s acceptable to ride a flaming ostrich.¡±

    Song Zhenbei suddenly took off the bow from his back.  The bow was fully stretched, and two iron arrows with carved feathers tore through the air and shot towards the forest with a sound of breaking through the air.

    Whoops!  call out!

    The two iron arrows with carved feathers were still parallel when they were shot.  Half a moment later, a strange arc was drawn. They both deflected outwards, just in time to avoid a pine tree, and then they suddenly moved together and shot something in the darkness.

    Roar!

    "It's Blind Bear! Senior Brother Song, what an accurate arrow!" Zhou Xueer said, clapping her little hands.

    Jing Shifang couldn't help but stare at this taciturn inner disciple for a few more minutes, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

    Most of the inner disciples invited by Jiang Long were at the eighth level of body refining. Only Zhang Ling and Song Zhenbei were at the ninth level of body refining.  From the beginning, Song Zhenbei never spoke.  Always play the role of an observer.

    Zhou Xueer's praise could not change Song Zhenbei's wooden face.

    This is not an ordinary arrow technique, it is already somewhat similar to the style of martial arts. If Song Zhenbei's cultivation level is stronger, the lethality of the carved feather iron arrows will increase exponentially.

    "Zhenbei has learned an eighth-grade martial art called Catch the Seven Arrows of the Moon. In terms of archery skills, few people in the entire inner sect can surpass him." Zhang Ling learned that Jing Shifang's sword moves were all learned from the stone wall of the sword hall.  After that, she kept close to him, deliberately getting close to him.

    ¡°There are also specialized bow and arrow martial arts, I¡¯ve never seen them before.¡± Jing Shifang shook his head, he¡¯s never seen this kind of long-range killing martial arts.  But it¡¯s normal to think that bows and arrows are considered mainstream weapons and have corresponding martial arts.

    However, archery and martial arts are also quite unpopular, and the academy disciples are not interested in them.

    No matter how good your archery skills are from a distance, you are still helpless when someone gets close to you, and the limited space of the arena competition is not conducive to the performance of bows and arrows.  When the level of cultivation becomes higher and higher, warriors can control the air with the help of the void, and high-quality arrow martial arts will not be so powerful that they cannot fight as soon as they get close, then there will be a foothold for warriors with arrows.

    Walking into the forest, a black bear had two iron arrows with carved feathers stuck in its head, which penetrated directly into the back of its skull. It was completely breathless.

    "Good archery skills!" Jing Shifang praised, stroking his palms.

    If there is a life and death fight, it would be really scary to have such a master of archery hiding in the dark and carrying out sneak attacks with cold arrows.

    Song Zhenbei may not be able to shine in a one-on-one match, but in a team, with the cooperation and protection of his teammates, he can definitely play a hundred times the role and become a sharp sword in the team.

    "This person is someone you can make friends with. If you can win over him, he will be a big help when we form a team in the future."

    This black bear weighed five to six hundred kilograms, so Luo Genghan and Jiang Long tied it up with thick ropes.?Tie to two flaming ostriches.

    Although the Fiery Ostrich is not known for carrying heavy loads, it is a dignified low-level monster that can easily drag objects weighing several hundred kilograms.

    Zhou Xueer ran forward and backward, and said excitedly: "It would be great if there was a Qiankun Ring, just put the black bear in it!"

    Wu Keshan chuckled and said: "Don't think about good things. There are probably only three or four Qiankun Rings in your clan. It is the turn of us juniors. Among the academy disciples, only the core disciples can have the Qiankun Ring."

    "Yes, the grand finale of last year's year-end auction of Baobao Building was a Qiankun Ring. In the end, it fetched a sky-high price of 1.8 million gold and was bought by a mysterious person." Liu Shuangshuang said softly.  , a treasure like the Qiankun Ring is also out of reach for the children of these aristocratic families.

    "The mysterious person finally photographed is a reclusive sage from the academy. It is said that he is a veteran strong man of the same level as the ancient one." Behind the Baibao Tower is the Wu family. As the only son of the current head of the Wu family, Wu Tianming has no knowledge of these secrets.  Naturally, he knows the news better than others.

    Jing Shifang casually pressed his chest, and the harsh pressure reminded him that he had a Qiankun Ring on his body that they were envious of, and it was at the level of a treasure.

    "Wu Tianming is the most favored junior of the Wu family. He doesn't even have the Qiankun Ring, which shows the value of this treasure. Of course, it may also be because the head of the Wu family wants to protect him. After all, a junior in the Body Tempering Realm carries the Qiankun Ring.  It¡¯s too dangerous to walk around in public, and it¡¯s easy to be spotted outside.¡±

    Jing Shifang listened to the conversations of several people and learned a lot of secrets about Qingzhou City from these people. The rich people had their own channels for information.

    Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in the blink of an eye. Not even the shadow of the three-eyed fox was seen, but everyone was not discouraged.  When the inner disciples meet to go hunting, they are not really there to hunt, but to relax and, more importantly, to connect with each other.

    Although Wu Tianming, Wu Keshan, Zhou Xueer, and Liu Shuangshuang are all descendants of a wealthy family and have great reputations outside, they are complete weaklings in the academy. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are weak in everything in the inner sect.

    Those truly top geniuses may have started a little slower than the children of wealthy families when they were young due to family constraints, but they soon made rapid progress after entering the academy, showing an unstoppable momentum.

    There are more than a hundred inner disciples, and only one-third are from the five major families of Wu, Zhou, Liu, Feng, and Luo. The rest are from small families or poor families; and there are ten core disciples, even more from the five major families.  There are only two locations.

    This is not because the children of the five major families in Qingzhou are not good enough or do not practice hard enough, but because no matter how many children the family has, compared with the number of people in the entire Qingzhou, the base number is more than ten million times different.

    Being able to occupy this proportion is thanks to the fact that each of the five major families has a quota directly recommended as an inner disciple every year, as well as a massive amount of cultivation resources that ordinary disciples cannot compare with.

    Wu Tianming and others are not very strong, and life in the outer sect is not easy, especially for Song Zhenbei and others who come from ordinary backgrounds.  If they are able to talk to each other, they can get closer together, exchange information, and provide some simple help, which is the prototype of a group.

    Jing Shifang's clean defeat of Liu Lie caused a shock among their group, but they never had the chance to get to know him.  This time, it was Jiang Long who offered to make an appointment, which led to the Meishan hunting trip.

    It can be said that 90% of this gathering was held for Jing Shifang.

    Quack, quack, quack!

    Suddenly, there was an unpleasant piercing sound coming from the sky, and a black shadow sprinted closer, enlarging to the size of a washbasin.

    "Ghost-faced sparrow! It's ghost-faced sparrow!"

    Zhang Ling shouted, his calm demeanor gone, and his face turned pale with fright.

    The other people were not much better, and the two female disciples were even more shaky, their delicate bodies were weak, and they were shrinking back.

    Jing Shifang frowned and fixed his gaze on the hovering bird. It was really a ghost-faced sparrow!

    The ghost-faced sparrow is named because the front half of its body resembles the face of a ferocious evil spirit. It is a mid-level monster.

    Low-level monsters are equivalent to the ninth level of body refining; mid-level monsters are equivalent to the Earth Yuan realm; high-level monsters are equivalent to the Tian Yuan realm.

    To a group of inner disciples, a gap in rank is like a chasm in strength. Naturally, everyone changes color and their legs tremble.

    Dean Baishi¡¯s mount Flamingo is a mid-level monster that has become a representative figure in the entire Great Wilderness Dynasty.  Of course, this is also related to the fact that the flamingo is a rare species, but it can also be seen that the mid-level monster is rare.

    "The chance of encountering a ghost-faced sparrow in a place like Meishan is not much higher than picking up the secret technique of this martial art directly on the road."?

    "You can't retreat! If you run away, you will die. If you stand in formation, you might still have a chance to survive." Song Zhenbei drew his bow and arrow, already aiming at the ghost-faced sparrow in the sky, and said his first words since the hunt.

    "That's right, we may not be able to drive away the Ghost-faced Spirit Bird if we work together. It seems that this monster has not reached maturity yet, and its power is only between the Body Tempering Realm and the Earth Element Realm. Let's not panic first!"

    Jing Shifang shouted loudly, raised his sword and stood next to Song Zhenbei.

    Even Zhang Ling and Jiang Long were a little flustered, but Song Zhenbei still remained calm, his mind was clear, and his character was obviously much better than the others.

    It¡¯s not simple!  (To be continued)

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