2923: C2923 The Place Where the Purple Frost Sect Accepted Disciples

C2923 The Place Where the Purple Frost Sect Accepted Disciples

Jiang Ting followed the instructions on the jade slip and started circulating his energy. After about five breaths of time, he stopped and waved his right hand in front of him.

The high temperature rose instantly. A three meter long flame Longsword suddenly appeared and slashed forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A muffled sound rang out.

Jiang Ting could clearly see that wherever the flaming Longsword passed by, the trees and whatnot would be cut off one after another. The flaming sword only disappeared after it had extended for nearly 30 meters... Luckily, this was a marshland. If not, if he used the Fire Cloud Sword, he would be suspected of setting the mountain on fire.

Compared to the fireball technique, the power of the flame sword was much more restrained. The penetrating power of the wind blade must have increased by at least several times.

If he had practiced the Firecloud Sword when he was fighting with the big mouse earlier... With one slash of the sword, the big mouse would definitely be dismembered on the spot. There was no need for him to continue fighting!

However, the consumption... was also extremely high.

According to the jade slip's records, the consumption of the Firecloud Sword should be a third of the magic power of the fourth level of Qi Refining. That was, a third of the magic power.

But Jiang Ting's sword just now had used forty percent of his magic power!

Cultivating magic techniques, to Jiang Ting, was actually very simple. Even though he had sealed his understanding and everything else, his memories still existed. His familiarity with the human body, there was probably no one in the entire world who could compare to him.

With the help of the diagram, he wouldn't fail to cast a spell. However, this didn't mean that Jiang Ting had completely mastered it.

The degree of complete mastery was like a fireball spell and a wind blade. He didn't need to look at the trajectory of the spell and could use it very easily. As for the Fire Cloud Sword just now, it took him more than five breaths of time to condense it.

During the battle, he used five breaths of time to condense a spell. ... He was afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

One had to know that once the spell was cast, the spiritual energy in the outside world would start to fluctuate, and the spiritual energy in the outside world would start to fluctuate. Which idiot would sit back and watch Jiang Ting cast the spell?

According to the records on the jade slip, the time required to circulate magic power to the Fire Cloud Sword was limited to one and a half breaths of time. Only then could one be considered to have completely mastered it, and instant casting required one's cultivation.

The higher one's cultivation, the faster one's magical energy would circulate.

Just like Fireball and Wind Blade. Although they had only increased their cultivation level by one level, Jiang Ting could clearly sense that compared to before, the time he used it had been reduced by about thirty percent!

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ting said softly: "Looks like I have to find a way to change my cultivation technique."

He felt that the magic power in his body was very little... The amount of pure magic power in his body was incomparable to the others. Firstly, he had just broken through, and secondly, his cultivation technique was too ordinary.

With a thought, Jiang Ting jumped onto the tree branch and started to recover his magic power. The Fire Cloud Sword had used about forty percent of his magic power. And he still had to continue familiarizing himself with the Fire Cloud Sword and shorten the time he needed to use it. He couldn't help but keep practicing.

.....

The sun rose and the moon fell.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Around noon, at the edge of the swamp.

Jiang Ting, dressed in cloth clothes, jumped between the branches of the swamp and arrived at the edge of the swamp. He left the swamp and was surrounded by white fog.

Outside of the swamp, it was not a jungle or grassland. Instead, it was a cliff. A bottomless cliff!

About 150 meters away from the cliff was a platform at the peak of a mountain, connected by a fist sized iron chain.

After looking at it carefully, Jiang Ting focused his gaze on the platform. The platform was obviously man-made. There were dozens of people gathered on the platform at this moment.

One by one, they were all cultivators.

Because they were too far away, they couldn't see very clearly, nor could they hear what those people were saying. They could only see that because of Jiang Ting's appearance, a small portion of them were looking at Jiang Ting.

Most of the remaining people were sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed. It was unknown whether they were sleeping or cultivating.

After observing clearly, Jiang Ting slowly walked to the side of the iron chain on the cliff. Why were the people opposite him gathered there?

Should he go over?

Speaking up to this point, it had to be mentioned. Even though only ten days had passed, Jiang Ting had already completely familiarized himself with the Fire Cloud Sword's circulation path. He no longer needed to use the circulation path on the memory jade slip. The time he used it had already reached three breaths.

There were many meridians involved in magic, and once there was a mistake in the meridians, there might be a problem. Even though Jiang Ting was already at the 4th level of Qi Refining, he was still unable to forget it for the rest of his life. Compared to ordinary people, his memory had only improved by a lot.

Therefore, even if he thought he wouldn't make any mistakes, he would still be cautious during the early stages of practice. He would constantly refer to the path of the jade slip. And now, there was no need for him to look at the jade slip. He definitely wouldn't make any mistakes. This was already an incredible improvement.

If not for the Fire Cloud Sword's consumption of energy being too great, he would even have the confidence to shorten the time to two breaths, or perhaps even completely grasp it.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Jiang Ting suppressed his thoughts and focused on the iron chain in front of him.

Very quickly, he stopped hesitating. He had come here to see what this so-called gathering place meant. Since he had come, why did he retreat?

Thus, when he used the Body-Lifting Technique, his body, which was as light as a swallow, directly jumped into the iron chain and continued to rise and fall on it.

In just twenty breaths of time, Jiang Ting had crossed the iron chain of fifty zhang and arrived at the high platform.

Those who were observing him were slightly startled.

"Doesn't this person know fear?"

"That's right. When I came over, I slowly walked over step by step, afraid that I would fall."

"He must have practiced it before..."

They whispered in groups of three to five.

A man and a woman whom he had met once before were also on the platform.

Noticing Jiang Ting's gaze, the man nodded slightly with a smile, while the woman nodded slightly to show that she had seen him before.

After glancing around, Jiang Ting walked to an empty space on the high platform and sat down... What was this place for?

He wanted to take a look first, then think of a way to get some information out of it.

About fifteen minutes later, it was noon.

A streak of light suddenly appeared in the depths of the mountain, rapidly approaching this place.

The people sitting here all stood up.

"They're finally here."

"The Purple Frost Sect is a Holy Land of the Immortal Dao. From now on, I'm also a disciple of the Purple Frost Sect..."

"You? Come on, your bone age is 27. " Although this time's disciple recruitment is simple, I heard that those who are over 25 years old can't enter at all. "

Amidst the chaotic sounds, the streak of light was getting closer and closer.

The Purple Frost Sect? Disciple?

Jiang Ting raised his brows. He had unexpectedly come to participate in this disciple gathering called Purple Frost Sect? However, he didn't know what was the difference between the sects in this Immortal Dao World and those in the Boundless Divine Domain.

Of course, even if there was a difference, it was very hard for him to know... He had never entered any sect in the Endless Divine Domain. Although he had a close relationship with Mirage Moon Palace in the late stage, it was only because of Chai Ying that he had a close relationship with them.

About half an incense stick of time later, that streak of light quietly descended with the whistling sound of the wind. The streak of light dispersed, revealing a middle-aged man dressed like a Daoist stepping on a huge sword.1

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