Five days later, on the clear lake with rippling autumn waves.
A fishing boat floated, and Fu Lei stood with a sword.
In the canopy of the boat, Chu He was sitting cross-legged practicing, but his body was like a black hole, absorbing the extremely rich water spirit energy.
Pulled by the power of his powerful soul, the water spirit energy within a hundred miles radius was rapidly gathering.
Fu Yulou is also considered a genius. He is only in the early stage of divine power, but after completing seven times of condensing the essence, the quality of his true essence has reached the top level, and his combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary peak master. Therefore, he is ranked eighth on the list.
After these few days of practice, Chu He has completed the eighth time of condensing the essence, so he began to absorb the water spirit energy and restore the true essence.
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Half a month later, Qinghu Sword Sect, back mountain courtyard.
A handsome young man in white clothes suddenly opened his eyes, a look of joy on his face.
After a while, the young man in white walked out of the yard.
A Qinghu Sword Sect disciple who was guarding the door suddenly looked delighted and said: "Great, the young master is out of seclusion!"
The young man in white is none other than the Young Master Wei Junjie. He nodded and said, "Did anything major happen in the sect during this period?"
"Young Master, Fu Yulou from the Qinghe Sword Sect came here to provoke him. He has been practicing in Qinghu during this period and said that he wants to wait for the Young Master to come out of seclusion!"
When Wei Junjie heard this, he was not angry but happy. He laughed and said: "My master has accomplished great feats, so I can use him to test the sword!"
After a while, Wei Junjie used his unparalleled lightness skills and quickly arrived at the lake like a phantom.
He looked at the fishing boat still parked in the lake and said loudly: "Fu Yulou, Wei is here for an appointment!"
At this time, on the deck of the fishing boat, Fu Lei looked solemn.
In the canopy of the boat, Chu He suddenly opened his eyes, then walked out and looked at Wei Junjie on the shore. His martial arts sense suddenly sensed a pure and powerful energy.
Immediately, he smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Wei, let's take action!"
Hearing this, Wei Junjie stretched out his right hand, and the palm of his hand exerted suction, sucking a piece of green lake water into the air.
Immediately, pure and thick true energy was quietly injected into the lake water.
Then, drops of lake water spurted toward the Chu River.
At this time, every drop contains pure sword energy and infinite murderous intent!
When Chu He saw it, he flicked his sleeves and a cold wind swept out.
All the lake water hit by the laser turned into ice and fell into the lake.
"Okay, indeed you are worthy of being number eight on the list!"
Wei Junjie said with a smile, and then pulled out the sword from his waist. The sword was blue and exuded a sharp water aura.
Qinghong Sword, the second-level mid-level magic weapon!
At the same time, Chu He thought, and the sword behind Fu Lei suddenly unsheathed and fell into his hand in a flash.
Qingxuan Sword, a second-level mid-level magic weapon!
This magic weapon originally had Fu Yulou's soul imprint, but it had been refined by him long ago, leaving his own soul imprint.
The two of them faced off attentively!
Immediately, Wei Junjie suddenly slashed with his sword, and a majestic true energy was submerged into the lake. Immediately, a water dragon with a length of more than ten feet soared from the lake, let out a dragon roar, and attacked towards the Chu River.
Chu He looked indifferent, and suddenly swung his sword to slash, and a ten-foot-long majestic sword energy hit the water dragon.
The huge water dragon collapsed, turned into lake water, and fell into the lake.
Upon seeing this, Wei Junjie understood that the opponent's cultivation level was not inferior to his own, and he had to use a unique move to win, so he began to use the power of his soul to condense the Qinghu Sword Intent.
After a moment, he suddenly swung his sword, and a majestic sword intent instantly broke through the air and invaded Chu He's sea of consciousness.
The Chu River seems to fall into a huge lake, which is the heart lake where Qinghu Sword Intent evolved.
When the Qinghu Sword Intent reaches the realm of the Heart Lake, it can trap the enemy's spirit and will in the Heart Lake. As long as the opponent's soul cultivation level does not exceed his own, he cannot escape from the Heart Lake.
The opponent's spirit and will will gradually suffocate and become comatose, and they will completely lose their ability to resist.
And Wei Junjie's so-called great achievement is the great achievement of Qinghu Sword Technique, where the sword intention has reached the realm of the inner lake!
However, Chu He just shook his head slightly, and with a thought in his mind, the sword light instantly defeated Xinhu.
Wei Junjie was traumatized and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
At this time, Chu He also opened his eyes and said: "Compared with Chu He's spiritual illusion, you are still far behind!"
He didn't feel embarrassed at all when he praised himself.
Wei Junjie heard this and said coldly: "Fu Yulou, you win, one year later, I will challenge you again!"
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
At this time, Fu Lei looked at Chu He and said with joy: "That's great, sir, you win!"
Chu He said calmly: "My master is already ranked above him. Isn't it natural to win? Let's go to the next sect!"
After he injured the young master of the Qinghu Sword Sect, he was no longer suitable to continue practicing here.
In order to eradicate future threats, the Qinghu Sword Sect may send out the Grand Master for a sneak attack, so it’s better to run away!
Immediately, Chuhe took a boat and waterway to various counties in Yunzhou to challenge some powerful masters.
Along the way, he had been practicing on the boat to improve his military soul skills.
Fu Yulou's identity is just a layer of skin, the key is to improve the cultivation of the military soul.
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Time flies, and one month has passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Chu He's military spirit clone had arrived in Huzhou, east of Yunzhou.
Huzhou has many water systems and many lakes. The largest lake in Daqian, Goddess Lake, is located in Huzhou, and the sect of Shenshui Palace, one of the six sects, is located on the island in the center of Goddess Lake.
At this time, in the green river water, a small boat was sailing rapidly, and the person rowing the boat was Fu Lei.
But Chu He still sat cross-legged in the canopy of the boat to practice, breathing in the water spirit.
After a while, he slowly stopped, with a smile on his lips.
After this month of training, his military soul method has reached the peak foundation-building level, and his true combat power is close to the golden elixir stage.
Immediately, Chu He asked: "Fu Lei, how long does it take to get to Shenshui Palace?"
Fu Lei took the oar back from the river and replied: "Sir, you can go directly to Shenshui Lake along this Goddess River. It takes about ten days."
Chu He nodded, and immediately moved a little closer to the lake. A fat carp wrapped in the lake water flew onto the boat, and then he continued to sit cross-legged and practice.
Next to him, Fu Lei took out a dagger, dissected it, removed the internal organs, and then took out an iron bucket.
There was charcoal in the iron bucket. After lighting the fire, he skewered the fish with an iron wire and started grilling.
Chuhe asked him to customize these things, and he also brought salt, oil and other seasonings.
As a personal guard, his original duty was to protect Fu Yulou from knives, but now he has become a cook and boatman.
After a while, the grilled fish was cooked and exuded an alluring aroma. Fu Lei skillfully sprinkled it with various seasonings.
Suddenly his expression changed, he put down the grilled fish, drew out the sword from his waist, and warned: "Sir, there is an enemy attack 6
As soon as he finished speaking, a white sword edge stabbed out from under his feet, almost piercing his feet.
Fortunately, Fu Lei reacted quickly and flew into the sky.
At the same time, a sword edge shining with cold light pierced the wooden boat and stabbed the sole of the Chuhe clone's feet.
