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Chapter 173: The Means Can Be Softer(2/2)

After entering the "Qingtian Sect" for three months, we have reached the power of the three dragons.

Such qualifications, understanding, and talent are far from comparable to those ordinary masters.

Of course, Lu Bu would not say that he had achieved the power of the Eight Dragons.

He is not the kind of person to show off.

"Junior Brother Meng is still so humble!"

Quan Daiyue smiled and said:

"How can your qualifications be worse if you can join the 'Qingtian Sect'?"

Lu Bu smiled.

After a moment of incisor, Quan Daiyue said again:

"The cultivation speed of the Grand Master's realm is far lower than before!"

"I have been in a state of great success in five years, and I have been pursuing my own martial arts and becoming a master in ten years. It took nearly twenty years for my martial arts will to transform into spiritual power and become a master!"

"But if you want to condense the intention of fist and become a martial master, you don't know how long it will take. Even in the "Qingtian Sect", it may not be possible for a hundred years!"

Lu Bu agreed with this and said:

"Concentrating the intention of fists requires integrating the heart, mind, spirit, power, and also integrating into the artistic conception, and even more will, it requires a knife, which is indeed extremely difficult!"

Indeed, compared to the Martial Master, even the level of a great master, it is just a small fight.

Over the past three months, Lu Bu’s understanding of martial arts in this world has long been incomparable.

The boxing intention is mysterious and unpredictable. Every move carries the unparalleled will of a warrior, and at the same time drives the great power of heaven and earth, which is unimaginable to ordinary people.

But because of this, it is even more difficult to become a Martial Master!

While talking, the two came to the main peak, "Qingtian Peak".

"Qingtian Peak", as the name suggests, means "Qingtian"!

It is so tall that it is thirty miles long. Just think about it and you will know how majestic and majestic it is!

Both of them are great masters who are inhuman, and their bodies are incredible with explosive power, and they are just a little while tall.

‘Swoosh swish swish’

Less than half a stick of incense, he climbed thousands of feet high and came to the mountainside, a grassland a hundred feet wide.

"Brother Chen!"

"Um!"

When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.

But no matter who it is.

Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

Regarding this.

Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.

Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.

Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.

Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.

Have the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and a different tranquility is presented in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.

Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.

The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.
Chapter completed!
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