Ice Phoenix of Douluo

Chapter 236 Waiting for the wind and rain to come

"Follow the breathing rhythm I taught you, and try to feel your own sword."

Xue Leihan said to Xiao Xue who was breathing evenly with her eyes closed.

The latter nodded, and began to immerse himself in the breathing rhythm bestowed by Xue Leihan.

This kind of rhythm was created by Xue Leihan himself when he was cultivating his soul power.

Maintaining this kind of rhythmic breathing during cultivation can maintain the peace of mind and at the same time mobilize the activity of soul power to the maximum.

Xiao Xue tried several times, but she couldn't find her own rhythm. After several attempts, her face turned red and she was out of breath.

She was a little ashamed, and suddenly felt that she was very clumsy, and couldn't even grasp the most basic breathing rhythm.

"Peace."

Xue Leihan's voice was calm, without any dissatisfaction.

If Xiao Xue was able to learn his breathing rhythm from the very beginning, then it would be his turn to be surprised.

No matter how you say it, you won't learn this way of cultivation in a day.

"The cold air of your Qinghan sword is very unstable. You should maintain a peaceful heart when you practice, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort when you cultivate your soul power."

Xue Leihan's Blue Rose Sword was in front of him, exuding an ice-blue brilliance.

Looking at the soft blue light, Xiao Xue was stunned for a while.

Powerful soul masters will always receive attention.

Especially, young soul masters with powerful soul power levels.

Xue Leihan gave Xiao Xue a strange look, and coughed: "Let's start, pay attention to my breathing style."

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands, and immediately entered the cultivation state.

Xiao Xue shook her head and put aside her girlish heart.

Following Xue Leihan's appearance, he also spread his hands on his knees, and at the same time imitated Xue Leihan's breathing rhythm, circulating his soul power one cycle after another.

. . . . . .

"Sovereign, how about teaching disciples this morning? Are there any difficulties?"

Jian Wuhen, Xuelang, Guigui, and Xueleihan sat on the second floor of the dining hall, talking and laughing as they watched the sunset outside the window.

Xue Leihan waved her hands helplessly when she heard Jian Wuhen's question, "What else can I teach after only teaching for one morning? Besides, the afternoon is the practice time for the disciples, and I can't spare so much time to teach Xiao Xue. "

"I taught a method of breathing rhythm and temperature control. Let her digest it slowly tonight. If you want to fully master these two, it will take time for some."

Xue Leihan complained.

"Sun Changxiao, that kid feels like he's gone mad. He's been asking me questions that I don't understand about cultivation since the morning. I guess he was stimulated by losing to Xiao Xue."

Jian Wuhun sighed, "Well, I also understand his self-esteem. Until now, Unknown is still cultivating soul skills in the training room, and he has completely retreated."

"I must be dissatisfied with losing to a girl who has just entered the sect and is younger than him." Gui Mei said with a smile.

"Xuelang, are you the coolest? Did that kid Xuehe get your true biography long ago?"

"I just taught him the most basic cultivation methods. When I was raising my son." Xuelang picked up the wine cup, looked at the purple sky outside the window, and sighed, "When I picked up Xuehe, his family had just They were slaughtered by unknown forces, leaving only a baby lying in a pool of blood. The old man saw that they were going to attack an innocent baby, so he immediately fought with them, and finally killed them by the sword."

"The baby lying in the blood river is named Blood River."

"Although the few people killed are insignificant and not enough to shake the existence of the black hand behind the scenes, I, Xuelang, have never told Xuehe this fact, and I don't want him to bear this monstrous hatred."

Xuelang let out a long sigh.

"Uncle Xuelang, you're drunk." Xue Leihan whispered while rubbing his nose.

"It's true that I drank too much." A rough smile appeared on Xuelang's face.

Xue Leihan sighed, put the vegetables into his own bowl, and began to chew slowly.

. . . . . .

Wuhun Temple.

On the supreme throne, sat a woman.

It's like sitting there and never moving.

"Wan Zong Conference, how are you preparing?"

Bibi Dong's voice was a little tired, and she put the secret message in her hand aside.

"Almost all respectable sects in the entire Douluo Continent have been notified, and letters have been sent to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the former Blue Lightning Overlord Sect by the way."

In the shadow, a middle-aged man in a white robe bowed and said.

"Where are the sects of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, have you been notified?"

Bibi Dong's pupils flickered.

"His Royal Highness, except for some sects that have not received the invitation letter in time, all others have been notified. Among the sects that have been invited, more than half are vassal forces of our Spirit Hall."

"You did a good job." Although Bibi Dong's words did not imply any praise, the middle-aged man in the white robe still shook his body excitedly.

"Sovereign, according to your instructions, we have also notified the Sanren Alliance in the south."

"Well, follow the plan and swallow them all at once."

Bibi Dong caressed Lian with her fingers, revealing an evil smile.

"Also... things that have nothing to do with the Wanzong Conference need to be reported."

The middle-aged man in the white robe cupped his fists and said.

"Say."

"The Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire have recently joined forces to train soul masters, and have continuously drawn foreign soul masters into the empire. The famous masters are the ones who train and train soul masters, and this should not be underestimated. Their purpose Just to defend us, Spirit Hall."

The middle-aged man said respectfully.

"yes...."

Bibi Dong suddenly heard the master's name, she was stunned, and then immediately came back to her senses.

"You just need to do your job well. The two empires are undoubtedly clowns. When we really rise, no one can stop us."

Bibi Dong's voice has returned to the original, with extremely strong ambition and desire.

"Subordinates obey."

The middle-aged man in white robe replied again, then turned around and left the throne step by step.

"Go to the Presbyterian Hall to receive the reward, and I will reward you with a ten-thousand-year soul skill."

Bibi Dong waved her hand and said.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward!"

The middle-aged man suddenly beamed with joy, his soul power level has reached level [-], and he can reach Contra if he goes one step further.

If it was him, it might take a long time to meet a soul beast suitable for him in the forest, and then hunt and kill it.

But if it is a reward from His Highness the Pope, then just ask the elders of the Presbyterian Church for instructions, and they will personally lead the team to the depths of the forest where the most densely populated soul beasts are, to hunt for the rewarded member's soul ring.

"Go."

Bibi Dong said flatly.

"As ordered!"

She looked at the hall that had become empty again, and sighed.

Heart, as slightly low as the voice.

Are you going to stand against me again, Xiao Gang?

Even if everything I do is for you?
(End of this chapter)