Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 42 Practice and Telephone

the next morning.

After finishing his meditation, Zhao Mingyu started today's breakfast. Since it is a Qi and blood cultivation, he should eat more.

"Dingling..." The phone came to mind.

Zhao Mingyu stopped what he was doing and started to connect: "Mom, what are you and Dad doing lately? I haven't been home for so long. I'm on vacation recently, but I'm going to school again in about [-] days. Haha."

"Mingyu, you've been living in such a bad way recently, the reason you didn't go home is because of your grandpa..." Tang Yuxuan said softly.

"Do I still have a grandfather? I haven't heard you say so much... I'm living a good life, but Tang Wulin's parents disappeared and were taken away by an organization. I suspect it is an evil soul master organization like the Holy Spirit Sect." ...She was very shocked and went to relax with the teacher."

"Can you find out? But the Holy Spirit Cult was defeated by Lingbing Douluo 1 years ago, and now it has made a comeback. I suspect it may be even stronger. I have no news about Naer..." Zhao Mingyu stopped after saying that.

"Really? The Holy Spirit taught me that there is no news from your father... Na'er has no news from my mother's side either. Why don't you chat with your father and he will listen to you!" Tang Yuxuan said and handed the phone to Zhao De.

"Father, what have you been doing lately?" Zhao Mingyu asked the third child.

"Mingyu, I don't have time to look for your father recently. Under the torture of your grandfather, I'm so weak...and I have become a Contra." Zhao De said proudly.

"So fast? Dad, you're only 34 years old..." Zhao Mingyu was a little surprised.

"That is, what level is your kid now." Zhao De asked.

"Level 31... Didn't you ask some time ago?"

"It hasn't changed. That happened last month. Don't talk anymore. Just remember to contact me every month. Goodbye son." Zhao De hung up the phone...

"Are you really in such a hurry?" Zhao Mingyu said helplessly.

Zhao Mingyu put down his phone and continued to prepare breakfast. After eating, he immediately went to the beach to start practicing.

"...I need to set up a safety device. Although it can be teleported actively, it will be cool to play it off." Zhao Mingyu thought, just use magic to link [Avalon], and I will be teleported there in an instant.

After making safety preparations, Zhao Mingyu dived into the bottom of the sea and found that he could breathe directly in the water... All these preparations were in vain.

However, it is much more tiring to practice underwater than on the shore.

Zhao Mingyu dived into the bottom of the sea at about 300 meters, and began to use his soul power to stimulate his blood power, and the dragon's heart beat every time.

Soul power spewed out from the palm, printing a palm print on the bottom of the sea.The sound travels quickly with the water flow.

Zhao Mingyu's body temperature gradually increased, gradually activating his body, and the surrounding sea water also oppressed him. After all, it was not a real marine life, even if it was only 300 meters deep, it was somewhat difficult.

Zhao Mingyu was under pressure, summoning the martial soul or training swordsmanship.

Repeated practice from the basic slashing, without adding any soul power, began to strike down with the sword, there was a vibration sound around, and the sword energy broke through the water flow.

Then he started the same training with the addition of soul power, coupled with the fusion of soul power and blood power, the indomitable sword energy split the rocks on the bottom of the sea.

The soul power on Zhao Mingyu's body has been transformed into fire element, burning the sea water, and the waves and white bubbles from the evaporated sea water are heading towards the surface of the sea.

"Sure enough, I practiced at the bottom of the sea and felt the pressure I haven't seen for a long time. When I practiced before, I could recover quickly with the dragon heart. I really don't know what it will be like when it is completely transformed." Zhao Mingyu thought to himself.

Zhao Mingyu narrowed his eyes, raised his right foot and kicked fiercely on the bottom of the sea, a big hole appeared under his foot instantly, he was not sure of his balance, and he accidentally drifted with the current, his hands kept adjusting to maintain his balance.

Constantly releasing the soul power, this training is to be pushed to the limit, the continuous release of skills, Zhao Mingyu's aura began to weaken, he could only move with the sea water, he didn't even want to open his eyes.

His lungs felt as if they were about to be burned, his entire chest was oppressed by the sea water, his head was dizzy, and his consciousness was not very clear, as if a weight of weight was pressing on him.Now he is like a drowning ordinary person unable to struggle.

As soon as the white light flashed, Zhao Mingyu was teleported to a place that only he could come to, [Avalon], Zhao Mingyu stared at the sky blankly, his right hand seemed to want to hold the sun in the sky, and his half-opened eyes slowly opened up. closed, before losing consciousness.

"It's overdone." Zhao Mingyu murmured.

Then he passed out, facing the sky with his right index finger pointing forward, as if hearing the flowers of hope.

After a while.

Zhao Mingyu gradually came to his senses...but he didn't have the strength to move at all. This practice was too much and he didn't grasp it well. Normally, this kind of practice requires at least someone to accompany him.

Weakness, chills all over the body, and the sleepiness that surrounds him all the time are tormenting Zhao Mingyu.

"Ah, how long has it been? It shouldn't be. I have a dragon heart and I should recover soon. Is it because I don't have enough energy? By the way, take medicine." Zhao Mingyu closed his eyes and tried to meditate. Restore a certain amount of stamina, and then drink a bottle of potion to recover quickly.

As the vitality of heaven and earth entered his body, Zhao Mingyu's body recovered a little, and he quickly took out the potion from the storage ring and drank it, and began to sit cross-legged and continue to practice.

Zhao Mingyu was more focused on cultivation than Tang Wulin, and Wuchangkong had noticed long ago that despite his seemingly lazy personality, he was still working hard.

If you want to become a strong person, if you can't even do the most basic things like hard work, what else can you do to save Suo Guyue...Na'er.

The invisible pressure pushes Zhao Mingyu forward, if he does not advance, he will fail, and will be destroyed, he cannot accept it.

"Cough! Cough..." Zhao Mingyu coughed while covering his mouth with his left hand.

"Go home first."

As soon as the words were finished, Zhao Mingyu appeared at home. After drinking some water, he began to take out food from the storage ring and began to eat.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed to practice after eating and drinking is simply a ruthless training machine.

"By the way, why did I go straight home just now? Shouldn't I still be on the sea? Could it be, right? I left this gem at home. I used it when I was learning magic, but it was too expensive so I didn't practice much. I can Is it linked to the place where the soul power is?"

"Then the necklace I gave to Gu Yue and Wu Lin contains my soul power. This is very similar to Uchiha Obito's ability, hehehe...hahaha!" Zhao Mingyu covered his face and laughed wildly, unexpectedly He can also indirectly gain the ability to teleport through space.

In this case, everything is easy to do, and he has already started to plan the way ahead.

"...It seems that teleportation is limited. Is my strength too low? It takes so much soul power at one time. Fortunately, I prepared in advance and set up magic, otherwise it will be troublesome." Zhao Mingyu said distressed.

The next day is to practice continuously, teleport with the practice space, set up anchor points, contact Gu Yue, and sometimes Tang Wulin will call...

The days passed quickly, and it was time for the school to start.

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