Five Elements Heaven

Valley between the pines.

Blue and white, the 4800th species.

Duanmu is like a sculpture, motionless at dusk. Ai Hui and Lou Lan often visit him, but he is still immersed in his own epiphany. No one dared to alarm him, but they were a little worried. They had never experienced such a long period of enlightenment.

Two months have passed, and Duanmu hasn't woken up yet. He seemed to fall into a deep sleep and lose consciousness.

His body was spotless, and the aura around him was ever-changing.

Sometimes it was quiet, sometimes it was agitated, sometimes the wind would swirl around him, and sometimes the entire bamboo forest was like an airtight steel jungle with no wind at all.

The bamboo forest grows more and more lush, and the falling sword bamboo leaves are now spectacular. Not only the bamboo forest, but also the plants in the Songjian Valley are growing wildly during this period. I wonder if they are affected by Duanmu.

The sword light in the sky flashed away.

The huge windmill sword seemed to appear out of thin air over the Songjian Valley.

The children who were cultivating raised their heads one after another, with looks of admiration on their faces. They saw with their own eyes that the Windmill Sword came and went like the wind, showing its unpredictable power. The three children pestered Ai Hui and wanted to get involved with the Thunder Sword. Ai Hui promised that as long as they were strong enough, he would allow them to join the Thunder Sword.

The children in Songjian Valley are very enthusiastic about practicing.

The windmill sword slowly landed, and a group of sweaty guys jumped down from the windmill sword.

"It's really enjoyable. Now that I'm used to the Windmill Sword, how can I use Cloud Wings in the future?"

"Yeah, Yunyi is as slow as a turtle."

When everyone talked about Cloud Wings, they looked disgusted. The Windmill Sword was faster than any known Cloud Wing. Even those Yunyi who are famous for their speed are completely incompetent in front of the Windmill Sword, let alone the slower Huo Fuyun.

No one is used to the slow speed after getting used to the lightning speed.

"I just don't know when we can go to the front line! My eldest sister has won another great victory!"

"The boss said we are not up to the standard for actual combat."

"Boss's requirements are too high. How can it be possible to complete five swords in one breath?"

The so-called five swords in one breath refers to the windmill sword, which can complete five overall attacks in one breath. If they were just one person, with their current swordsmanship, they could easily wield five swords. But using the Windmill Sword to swing five swords in one breath is extremely difficult. So far, they haven't succeeded once.

"Yeah, five perfect resonances in one breath is so unrealistic."

"Three times is enough. I don't believe anyone can stop our three swords!"

"Not even Master!"

Many people agreed, and suddenly one person shouted: "Zhiguang, why don't you talk to the boss?"

Shi Zhiguang has now become a popular person in front of the boss. Everyone knows that the boss values ​​him very much and is the first choice for the future sword wielder.

Shi Zhiguang was unmoved at all and spread his hands: "Pull him down, we will practice whatever the boss tells us to do. I have to practice embroidery later. My fingers are sore when I see the embroidery needle."

"Hahaha, Zhiguang will be the number one embroiderer in our Songjian Valley from now on!"

"There are not many people who can be as virtuous as our Zhiguang!"

Faced with everyone's ridicule, Shi Zhiguang was not angry: "Please flatter me. If I don't get good at embroidery, no one will be able to go to the battlefield!"

"Hey, I really want to go to the battlefield as soon as possible. I heard that the Chongyun Spear suffered heavy casualties this time and was basically disabled. It's really worrying."

"The boss must be more anxious than us!"

"Yeah yeah."

Everyone subconsciously glanced at Ai Hui, who was absorbing the thunder at the top of Heiyuzui Mountain. A circle of faint clouds, like a hat, rests on Heiyuzui Mountain. From time to time there would be flashes of silver light, and there would be occasional rumbles.

"Thank you for your hard work! Yuanli soup is here!"

Loulan's energetic voice sounded, immediately drawing cheers.

Seeing everyone devouring their food, Loulan's eyes narrowed into two crooked moons.

After a while, Loulan turned around and looked towards the top of the mountain. The bamboo hat clouds on the top of the mountain became lighter and lighter, gradually dissipating in the air, revealing a figure wrapped in bandages.

On the top of the mountain, Ai Hui let out a long breath.

Phew, sting.

A white sword-like breath, with faint electric light flashing in it.

Behind the red chip, the light flashed away.

This period of training was not in vain. His body was still getting thinner, but the sword cloud in his body continued to grow. He carefully controlled the amount of thunder he absorbed to avoid excessive thunder that would cause damage to the body.

The sword cloud inside his body is now like a thick cloud mound, slowly rotating and churning. Within the cloud hill, lightning flashes from time to time. Underneath the cloud mound, three green seedlings exude a faint green light.

Although the green light is thin, it firmly protects the fragile seedlings.

The three seedlings are transformed from raw wood branches!

Green light continued to seep into Ai Hui's flesh and blood, nourishing his poor body. It was the three raw wooden branches that prevented Ai Hui's body from deteriorating further. The green light released by the growing branches is the source of life.

Ai Hui glanced into the distance.

The snow-capped mountains have returned to green, the sky and the earth are still vast, and there is no trace of the figure passing away. Only the wind passing over the mountains has the faint sound of laughter like silver bells.

Ai Hui was in a daze.

The good news is that Tie Niu won again, but the bad news is that this time it was a tragic victory.

You have to seize the time.

Ai Hui took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in his heart. Reason told him that being anxious at this time was of little use. Whether it was the Thunder Sword or himself, they were far from what he expected.

The Windmill Sword, until now, can only do one sword with one breath. Such an attack frequency simply cannot take advantage of the Windmill Sword's speed advantage. They only have one windmill sword now. If they can only send out one sword in one breath, their contribution to the battlefield will be pitifully small. There's no use going into battle like that.

Shi Zhiguang's skills as a sword wielder are far from adequate. The Windmill Sword can only survive on the battlefield by always maintaining high speed and constantly changing directions. The windmill sword's defense is far inferior to that of Zhenshen Peak.

And his current status is also a problem. What he was worried about was not his body, but Jian Yun. Can Jian Yun at this level sustain a battle? If you can't last even one battle, you will only become a burden to everyone on the battlefield.

All problems are easy to solve and only require enough time.

As long as there is enough time, one breath and five swords are not a problem at all. As long as there is enough time, Shi Zhiguang's sword-handling skills will improve to a good enough level. He has such potential. As long as there is enough time, Ai Hui's sword cloud is strong enough to support him in a battle.

But now, what they lack most is time.

Hearing about the casualties of Tie Niu and others, Ai Hui looked ugly for several days.

Not only him, but the members of the Thunder Sword have been practicing much more intensely than usual these days, and everyone is also anxious.

But Ai Hui knew that at this time, the more he needed to remain calm.

He held the hilt of the sword, and the anxiety in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his whole body became "cold" from head to toe. The long sword in the hand is like a part of the body, and thoughts and perceptions extend along the sword.

The tip of the sword suddenly trembled, tearing the air, and the sword light flickered.

A force came from the hilt of the sword, taking his body into the air and turning into a sword light, falling from the top of the mountain to the valley.

The clouds dispersed and the sun shone down, illuminating the round and graceful sword light extremely dazzlingly.

The team members who had just finished eating Yuanshi Soup happened to see this scene at this time. This is not the first time they have seen the boss's swordsmanship, but every time they see it, they can't help but feel amazed.

Everyone held their breath and admired the beautiful picture composed of the sky, mountains and sword light.

Especially Gu Xuan, a look of intoxication flashed in his eyes.

The boss's swordsmanship becomes more and more incredible and mysterious.

Gu Xuan's own swordsmanship level is not low, but he can't understand the boss's swordsmanship at all. Every time he saw the boss's sword light, he would always simulate it over and over again in his mind, thinking about how he could swing such a beautiful sword if it were him.

Beautiful is the first impression that Boss Jian Guang gives people now.

Breathtakingly beautiful!

Everyone knows that the boss is mean, stingy, stingy, cold, and ruthless. The boss's fighting style is also very direct and pursues efficiency. It has nothing to do with being beautiful anyway.

In contrast, Duanmu Huang's temperament is more consistent.

But she is so beautiful that even the boss is holding a sword flower casually, so beautiful that Gu Xuan can't take his eyes away.

However, no matter how hard Gu Xuan racked his brains, he could not restore the boss's stunning sword light.

The boss seems to be able to do anything with the sword now, which is incredible.

The sword light was like a rainbow after the rain, gradually fading and disappearing, but the exclamation on Gu Xuan's face had not yet receded.

Ai Hui fell into the valley and found He Xiazi: "This sword is about to be used up again!"

Blind He took the long sword from Ai Hui's hand and gently rubbed the sword. The eye in the center of his palm opened and shot out a ray of light that swept across the sword. Dense cracks immediately appeared on the sword.

He Xiazi said: "Your sword light contains thunder, which will cause great damage to the sword. Even the heavenly weapons cannot withstand it. I haven't found the right material yet."

"Just give me one and keep it with you, otherwise you won't be able to practice." Ai Hui said in a troubled tone: "Am I going to have swords all over my body in the future?"

Blind He said: "Thunder is the power of the ancients and the nemesis of all living things. It is a force more powerful than Yuanli. No one has studied this. I need time to slowly explore it. In addition, the Fuli Sword is not just a sword."

Ai Hui laughed loudly, and Blind He's words felt a bit like a cold joke: "I know about the heavenly weapons. Give me a few more and I'll take them all with me."

Blind He said expressionlessly: "There's only a handful left."

Ai Hui was stunned for a moment: "Why is there only one handful?"

"I haven't had time to refine it recently." Blind He snorted coldly: "Refining the fire pool."

Only then did Ai Hui remember.

Due to the increase in practice, the amount of snow lava consumed by Windmill Sword every day has also increased sharply, and the amount of snow lava that was originally sufficient in stock has become less. Moreover, Ai Hui considered that the Earthfire Tower Cannon played a key role in Chongyun's Gun's victory. He estimated that the market for snow lava was bullish, so he asked He Xiazi to refine a few more fire pools to produce snow lava.

However, Ai Hui still underestimated the impact of this victory.