He could have obtained all the points within the scope of all the pill forming stages.
But if the ranking is too high, it will not be beneficial to his next actions. He plans to temporarily rank outside twenty-four out of three hundred and twenty-four, so that he can reach the middle level formation.
In this way, he can continue to improve his cultivation. This concentration should be enough to practice for a while, and he can also start to convert the ordinary elixirs of the first level of red grade into saturated elixirs.
After making the decision, he recalled other people's scores. He stopped after roughly comprehending three fifty-fifty points of sword intent, and did not continue to comprehend it.
In the remaining time, he began to reproduce the three sword intentions he had just comprehended, displaying them as perfectly as possible.
It's a pity that his experience is not enough to reproduce it perfectly.
After half an hour, his figure began to become blurry, indicating that he was about to leave. Looking at the number one hundred and fifty in his hand, there was a high probability that it would be within three hundred and twenty-four.
The next moment, he appeared at the martial arts training ground and walked into the Canglong Sect's team but did not see Luo Mu.
"Where's Senior Brother Luo?"
"He went back by himself and said he wanted to be quiet." Mo Xixi said angrily, "I don't know why he is so angry. He usually looks hypocritical, but now he is pretending!"
Qi Mingchen knew what he had said to Luo Mu when he was on the road, and suspected that the other party's change had something to do with him.
However, this change may not be entirely a bad thing for Senior Brother Luo.
At least it wouldn't be like when he saved Luo Mu before, pointing out that he shouldn't have come out so late and letting him go.
Compared with the state then, the current state is much more pleasing.
Qi Mingchen didn't comment much. After the ranking appeared, he immediately looked at the numbers in his palm.
Three hundred and twenty.
Almost scratching the edge to reach the second level of ranking.
There is a certain distance between this and the ranking he calculated. A large part of the reason is that many people have increased their proficiency after entering for the second time. He cannot judge the degree of this increase, and the calculation is slightly less.
After gaining experience, you will probably know what range your score should be controlled next time.
For some unknown reason, Mo Xixi's ranking this time reached over 400 and did not enter the middle level formation. Huo Mian's ranking also dropped to over 200 and remained in the middle level formation.
Except for Romu's ranking, whose ranking is unknown, the others are all in the outer formation, and their rankings have begun to decline more or less.
Qi Mingchen suspected that a large part of the reason was that the disciples of Jiange began to exert their strength.
Many disciples of Jiange have been exposed to swordsmanship since childhood, and their talent in swordsmanship is definitely better than those of third-class forces like them.
And the final competition is definitely inseparable from the sword, so if the Canglong Sect does not want to fall behind too far, it must find a way to quickly understand the meaning of the sword.
But he didn't have much energy to care about other people's affairs, so he could only put this matter aside for the time being.
At dinner, in order to collect his thoughts, he avoided everyone and drank alone in the woods outside.
"Junior Brother Qi."
Luo Mu's voice sounded from behind, and then he walked to him and sat down one meter away, looking at the moon in front of him, and said: "I've heard before that you like to watch the moon and drink alone in the woods. .”
He didn't answer, but took another sip of wine in silence.
If possible, he also hopes that someone can drink with him. Of course, now he feels quite comfortable alone.
"Can I ask you a question?"
Qi Mingchen turned his head and looked at the other person, gesturing for the other person to continue speaking.
"Why did you slap me that way in the first place?"
Luo Mu looked at him with burning eyes, as if he wanted to know the answer to the question.
He paused while drinking. He didn't expect this person to ask such an embarrassing question. To be honest, at that time, he simply felt that his face had changed. Now he can't say it. Luo Mu is obviously in a confused state of mind now. State, it would be bad if he answered incorrectly and caused the other party to take irreversible actions.
However, I don’t know why Ro Mu trusts him so much?
Is it just because of that slap?
"Maybe I thought you were too self-centered at that time."
"Am I too self-centered?" Luo Mu pointed at himself, "But I have always been dedicated to the sect. Didn't I help you when we first met?"
Qi Mingchen looked at the moon, took a sip of wine, and his eyes became more relaxed, "Are you really helping me? Or are you helping me to turn the sect into what you want it to be first?"
"I just hope that the sects will unite so that they can have the strength to deal with the Meteor Sect..."
"Senior Brother Luo!" He raised his voice and interrupted the other party, "I want to ask you, do you really think that people in the sect can be united?"
Luo Mu opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but was speechless.
Qi Mingchen sneered, "Senior Brother Luo, of course you can have ideals, and of course you can take dealing with the Meteor Sect as your ultimate goal, but the last thing you should do is let others sacrifice for your ideals. You value your own wishes too much and ignore them. What the people around you think."
The air became quiet, and the person who originally had a lot to say suddenly became silent. In the end, he just asked in frustration: "Why do you know this? You are only sixteen years old..."
"Because I used to care too much about the people around me, I discovered that there are never real feelings in the sect, only eternal interests."
Qi Mingchen took the last sip of wine and stood up, saying, "It's time to go to the training tower. Senior brother, please do as you please."
After saying that, he stood up and left, leaving Luo Mu alone to think under the moonlight.
[Tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s really not easy. Not only do you have to be busy with cultivation, but you also have to take care of your senior brother’s psychological problems! 】
Qi Mingchen: Shut up.
[I’m so pathetic, I’m not even allowed to tell the truth, eh eh eh…]
Qi Mingchen: You were very imposing at the beginning and knew how to maintain your identity, but now you are not pretending at all.
[You’re so familiar, what’s there to pretend about? Who am I showing off like that? 】
Qi Mingchen: Since we are so familiar, let me share some of the good things in the secret realm.
The ghost immediately pretended to be dead.
After arriving under the triangular training tower, he walked to the stairs and showed the ranking between his palms. The two sword pavilion disciples moved aside to allow him to go up.
When I came to the second floor for the first time, it was completely different from the first floor. All the rooms inside were separate rooms with numbers marked on them. You should be able to enter the rooms according to your ranking.
I found my room and walked in. Although the place was still very shabby, it had obviously been cleaned and was completely incomparable to the mess on the first floor.
It seems that the difference between rankings is not only reflected in the concentration of spiritual power.
Speaking of spiritual power, the spiritual power on the second level was twice as rich as the first level. The speed at which he could absorb the spiritual power by running his skills could not match the speed at which the spiritual power was replenished.
This way he can practice freely without affecting others.
With this thought in mind, he sat up cross-legged and started to run the Soul Divine Veins. The spiritual power rapidly condensed in his body. Fortunately, the movement was not as big as the first level, and there was no feeling of breakthrough.
Thinking about it, I just broke through to the sixth level of pill formation last week. How could I continue to break through just a week later? It is impossible without the aid of pills.
He absorbed the spiritual energy around him without restraint. The rich spiritual energy in his Dantian was continuously compressed and compressed, almost turning into liquid. When the technique was running, the meridians shone with a faint golden light.
The feeling of fullness spreads all over the body, and the practice that should be boring is not boring at all. This state seems to be addictive, and I just want to keep it.
Time has lost its meaning at this moment. The only thing he wants to do is to continuously absorb spiritual power and compress it!
After an unknown amount of time, he felt movement in his Dantian, and the spiritual power in the air finally fluctuated.
Qi Mingchen opened his eyes helplessly and asked, "How long has it been?"
[If you count from the time you started practicing, it should be three days. 】
It was truly worthy of Jiange's formation. After only spending three days on this second level, he hit the bottleneck and felt like he was about to break through.
But he didn't want to be too high-profile, so he could only stop practicing for the time being.
He took out all the ordinary elixirs from the early stage of the red product and prepared to convert the more than 50 elixirs into the elixirs of the middle stage of the red product.
In this process, you can also consolidate your cultivation and become more adaptable to the improved spiritual power.
…
The week of formation practice came to an end soon.
Qi Mingchen looked slightly tired as he felt the more than fifty red-grade intermediate pills in the space ring.
After the cultivation level reached the middle stage of elixir formation, the speed of converting red-grade elixirs was much faster than before, so it only took four days to complete the conversion of all ordinary red-grade elixirs.
But in order to quickly improve all these elixirs, he had almost no rest time, and continued to use spiritual power, which exhausted him to death.
Fortunately, the harvest is still very good.
[I really don’t know what you can do in the future? 】
Ming Gui didn't say much this time, but after he finished converting all the red-grade mid-level elixirs, he said a few words lightly and continued to pretend to be dead.
He controlled the practice well this time, without making any big noise, and smoothly left with the large team.
What he didn't expect was that in addition to Huo Mian, he also saw Luo Mu on the second floor.
"Junior Brother Qi, it turns out you are also on the second floor. Think about it, you are definitely not just on the first floor."
Luo Mu seemed to be a lot more energetic, as if he had figured something out. He didn't look as worried as before at all, and his whole person looked much brighter.
This is a completely different person!
Qi Mingchen didn't expect that his words would bring such a big change to the other party. Fortunately, he didn't turn into an extreme look, which was lucky.
Arriving at the martial arts training ground, the third round of competition will begin soon.
Before the secret realm opened, he thought for a while and said to other members of the Canglong Sect: "If you want to get higher points, you can not insist on high-scoring sword intent, but you can quickly understand the low-scoring sword intent. This can avoid wasting time."
Seeing everyone's thoughtful expressions, Qi Mingchen knew that his words should have an effect, and all that was left was to see the ranking results in the coming nights.
Thinking of the Sword King's soul that was probably waiting for him in the secret realm, he felt that the time was almost here...
