Immortals come on the moon

Chapter 115

Going to participate in the sword competition in three years?It was possible to break through the Seventh Heaven Realm in five years, but now it has become three years, which is almost impossible.

"It depends on human effort. What you have to consider is whether Jun Yuenu will send people to snatch the holy water of Yingzhou. When you face them, you can get away with it once or twice. It is impossible to have such good luck all the time."

"We can protect you when we are here, but we will not stay by your side all the time. You need to become stronger and be able to compete with them."

Song Minhuan naturally understood that what he cared most about was Shen Yingxue.He had never heard of the Yingzhou holy water, but Shen Yingxue's body was a red lotus, and it seemed to be useful for curing Shen Yingxue's old illness.

The first thing he has to do is to walk out of this door.

"I see," Song Minhuan said, "I'll come over at Yinshi in the future, and practice swords on this mountain?"

"Anywhere is fine, you can find a place as you like," Gongzi Lan casually broke off a branch from the side, "Now let me take a look at your current level."

"Come."

Song Minhuan clenched the long sword in his hand, he understood what Gong Zilan meant, the sword was unsheathed, and the intent of the sword was pointed in the direction of Gong Zilan.

He didn't keep his hand, even if Young Master Lan's hand was just a dead branch, the opponent's strength should never be underestimated.

The blade of the sword collided with the dead branches, and the dead branches were not injured in the slightest. The coercion leaked out along with it, the surrounding vegetation shook, and the leaves on the trees were scraped off the ground.

Gong Zilan's posture was casual, he picked up the dead branch lightly, and the sword turned his spiritual power to aim at his cheek, a sword light brushed across his face, and there was a burning pain on his face.

He didn't care about the wound on his face, and focused on the dead branches.The long sword barely blocked the dead tree branch, the two collided together and made a muffled sound, the spiritual power gathered together, and the hair on his sideburns was blown away behind him.

The opponent completely crushed him, Song Minhuan felt that the sword in his hand was extremely heavy, he sideways dodged Gong Zilan's sword light, the opponent clearly used a tree branch, but he was able to release the coercion that belonged to the sword.

The dark coercion leaked from the edge of the branch, and in a trance, what Gongzi Lan held was no longer a branch, but a dark purple sword.There were six volumes of ornamentation on the sword, as if it had flowed from a pool of blood, and the pressure was so strong that his tiger's mouth hurt while holding the sword.

Several streaks of sword light came towards him fiercely, but he barely avoided it. His black boots touched the ground, and the long sword burst out with coercion. Two sword lights of different colors intertwined together.There was some surprise in Gong Zilan's eyes, and he exerted a little force on his hands.

The spiritual light of the dead branches flourished, converging into a sharp sword light, with a chill——

The moment he struck, Song Minhuan quickly dodged, and the tip of the sword brushed against Gong Zilan's wrist, cutting a wound on the back of Gong Zilan's hand.

With a sound of "bang dang", the long sword in Song Minhuan's hand was knocked off, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. His speed was actually not as fast as that of Young Master Lan, and he fought very hard, so he was a little out of breath now.

"That's right, it's not too wasteful," Young Master Lan threw the dry branch in his hand, "I've made great progress, I haven't made such progress before... Is it because I fought Jun Yuenu once?"

What Gong Zilan was talking about was the time he fought against Lan Su in Tianxuezong. At that time, he did cut off a part of Jun Yuenu's arm.

"According to your current cultivation base, you should not have such strength," Gong Zilan thoughtfully, "Your desperate fighting style...is somewhat similar to Changle."

"Do you now feel that the muscles and veins are burning like a fire, and there is no pain in the muscles and veins all over your body?"

Hearing Gong Zilan's question, Song Minhuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "The first time I fought against Shijun in the underground Chongguang City, it hurt a lot, but after I got used to it, I didn't take it seriously , and it didn't hurt that much after that."

He thought it was a normal phenomenon, after all, every time he rested for a few days and then recovered.

"You really hit it by mistake... I don't know whether to say that you are lucky or not," Gong Zilan, "If you are not careful, this kind of fighting will cause you to lose all your tendons and never use your sword again, but look! The way you are now, your physique has already adapted."

"That's why even if you have the same cultivation as Meng Qi, you can display a higher level of strength than Meng Qi."

To put it bluntly, it is to be cruel to oneself, holding a kind of ruthlessness to win even if the muscles of the whole body are destroyed.Generally, few people can do this... It seems that this kid doesn't know anything.

Gong Zilan inspected Song Minhuan's tendons, and there were signs of warming up the tendons, presumably Shen Yingxue had worked hard to raise them before, soaking in Lingquan every day was one of them.All kinds of reasons have come together, resulting in this kid's ability to bear is different from ordinary people.

"Changle was like this back then. He was at the same level as us, but his strength was far ahead of us. Later, he went further and further and became an existence that we cannot surpass."

For him, Changle is his partner, his general, and his king. He respects Changle, and he is obviously humbled when he mentions Changle.

Song Minhuan looked at his palm, he didn't feel it himself, the muscles and veins all over his body still felt sore, and he couldn't use his strength, but it must have gotten much better the previous few times.

Hearing what Young Master Lan said now, he feels a little lucky, but he has a better chance of winning, which is equivalent to six points of strength, and he can give full play to seven or eight points.

As for Changle... that was the God of War 3000 years ago, so he is naturally incomparable.Chang Le cultivated in this way, maybe Shen Yingxue did too, presumably Shen Yingxue suffered a lot when she was young.

"There is a spiritual spring on the back mountain. From now on, you choose an hour every day to go there to warm and nourish your tendons." Gong Zilan made a decision, "You are still in the stage of realizing the way of swordsmanship. Next, you have to have a sword in your heart and be able to transform it." Everything is a sword."

"The branch I used just now is actually a sword. In my heart it is a sword, so it can become a sword."

Gong Zilan casually broke another branch, and the branch was instantly filled with pressure. He waved his hand casually, and the sword light reflected, and a huge rock opposite was split into two halves by the sword intent.

With a "boom", the boulder fell to the ground, with a neat and complete cut on it.

Gong Zilan still held the branch in his hand, "If you want to do this, first you have to abandon your cognition of the sword itself, it is no different from everything, it is not just a 'sword', it can be everything, and everything can be is it."

"Not only swords, but also other weapons."

"Being able to turn everything into a sword requires countless times of practice and exploration. Your master taught you the Feixue sword technique before, and now you practice it every day. Don't feel boring, the way is simple, many times what you think There are many tricks and mysteries that you don't know about in simple moves."

"The most important thing is perseverance and persistence. Besides that, it is a serious attitude."

After Gong Zilan finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving him here alone.

Here is an empty stone platform, Song Minhuan recalled what Gong Zilan said, he is still far from being able to do it.I was a little slack in practicing swords before, but now I have to treat it with a very serious attitude.

He remembered every move and trial of Feixue's swordsmanship very clearly.Holding the sword in his hand, Song Minhuan practiced the Feixue swordplay on the stone platform. The Feixue swordplay came from Shen Yingxue. It is characterized by fast speed and the ability to gather spiritual power to exert powerful coercion.

The long sword was stained with frost, carrying a chill, and his grasp of swordsmanship was not precise. After practicing this way a few times, he quickly realized his problem.

He has no way to gather his spiritual power at one point, and the power he can display is not enough. This requires a subtle control of the spiritual power, and his speed is not fast enough, and his sword moves are not decisive enough.

After practicing like this for a whole day, he wrote down all his problems and planned to correct them one by one. The first thing to improve is speed.

The day passed quickly, and he was sweating all over his body. He sat on a tree and rested for a while, planning to practice for another half an hour, when a red figure appeared not far away.

Feng Yuan looked at him from a distance, "Shanshan, let's come here today, go have dinner now, don't be too tired."

"Dinner?" Song Minhuan jumped down from the tree, the hair on his forehead was wet, he reached out to touch it, and asked, "Master Fengyuan made it?"

"You don't have to be so polite to me," Feng Yuan, "Just call me Feng Yuan on weekdays."

"We don't have to eat, but we don't have anything to do on weekdays. I will cook in the courtyard every night in the future. You go there at this time every day."

They have not been in contact with the world for 3000 years, and what they miss most is the ordinary life. It is very rare for them to be able to eat food, breathe fresh air, and touch everything in the world.

Song Minhuan followed Feng Yuan all the way to the side courtyard, the courtyard was lit, and there was a table of meals on the table, simple rice, some fried vegetables and two pots of soup.

The hot food smelled fragrant, and he hadn't eaten these for a long time.Gong Zilan and Mu Yin were sitting on the side, there were two jars of wine on the table, and the three-eyed female ghost was holding chopsticks, looking very happy.

He sat next to the three-eyed female ghost, Feng Yuan sat next to him, the three-eyed female ghost stared at him with a bad expression, so he changed seats with the three-eyed female ghost.

Sitting with her master Feng Yuan, the three-eyed female ghost exuded a happy atmosphere, and picked up several chopsticks for Feng Yuan.

"Nowadays disciples of cultivating immortals regard bigu as their style. I don't know who made the rules, and they still prohibit alcohol."

There was a bit of pity in Gong Zilan's voice. He held a jar of wine in his hand, tasted the food in front of him, and asked Feng Yuan, "When do you plan to take her back?"

The three-eyed female ghost has obviously awakened her self-awareness, and she is still honest and obedient in front of Feng Yuan, but she is still a part of Feng Yuan, and she will take it back sooner or later.

The three-eyed female ghost was not stupid, she knew she was talking about her, her dark eyes looked at Gongzi Lan with a warning in her eyes.

Feng Yuan: "Look at her performance, if she behaves well...it's okay if she doesn't take it back."

Song Minhuan glanced at them. Both of them were wearing long red dresses and had the same body shape, but their temperaments were completely different.

The three-eyed female ghost obviously did not have the pure divine aura of Feng Yuan.

He took two mouthfuls of rice, and he didn't feel hungry even if he didn't eat before, but now he feels hungry after eating. After three bowls of rice and one bowl of soup, he was the first to put down his chopsticks.

Gong Zilan sneered, and glanced at the female ghost three times lightly, with no emotion in her eyes.

Now it is arrogant, Song Minhuan recalled that when he first saw the three-eyed female ghost, Gong Zilan was still a sword spirit, and he didn't even dare to raise his head at that time.

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