I make a contract with myself

Kendo secret realm.

There are no sun, moon or stars here, only swords.

Duan Rong could not sense the passage of time. Every time she opened her eyes, there was only one thing to do: fighting with swords.

The swords in the secret realm are strong and weak, and there are many of them.

In a sword fight, as long as you win, you can melt it into your own sword. This is the rule of the Kendo Secret Realm.

If you lose, leave behind your sword and your life, because the sword will not stop at a point.

Maybe the same bed really doesn't allow two different kinds of people to sleep together. At the beginning, Duan Rong only attacked with weak swords. After figuring out the rules, she gradually increased the difficulty.

Just one word: stable!

Nowadays, Duan Rong has the strength of the Imperial Sword in the secret realm.

Above these, there are the Holy Sword and the Divine Sword, which are currently considered to be above average and need to be improved.

"Spiritual Grade 2, Level 5, is not enough..."

Duan Rong murmured softly. The sword in her hand was named Xue Ri, which was the sword her mother wore when she was alive.

After a short rest, she planned to challenge the Holy Sword.

It was an ice sword that emitted cold air. The temperature around it was extremely low, and the blood-stained ground was covered with a thick layer of frost.

buzzing~~

Duan Rong drew his sword and faced each other with sword against sword, without any need for verbal communication.

The duel between man and sword ended with man's victory.

However, the whole process was not easy, and Duan Rong even broke an arm.

Of course, with the self-healing ability of a spiritual-level warrior, as long as the sword intent attached to it is eliminated, it will be easy to restore to its original state.

After taking the pill, Duan Rong sat cross-legged.

Compared to healing, the enlightenment that comes when the ice sword merges into the snow is more important.

This sword art state is enough for her to gain the power of the holy sword.

Even the sword Xue Ri will be tempered and become harder and stronger.

"Whoo~"

Duan Rong opened her eyes and slowly exhaled.

Her injuries were almost healed, so she didn't delay any longer and continued looking for her next opponent.

As luck would have it, I came across a battlefield filled with thunder.

Both the man and the sword are very powerful. This is a battle between holy swords.

Duan Rong was in no hurry to leave.

Even if you are just watching a fight, you can always learn something about sword moves, sword power, and sword intent as long as you think carefully.

After watching for a while, she suddenly lost interest.

The opponent's sword emphasizes skill, while your sword is fast, accurate and ruthless.

Strive to kill the enemy with one sword at the fastest speed!

The two sides have different ideas, and the differences are so great that even learning from each other seems difficult.

However, to Duan Rong's surprise, the man actually chased after her.

"What a coincidence, we meet again."

The man who came was holding a black sword, and he was flamboyant and unrestrained, yet had some of the elegance of a swordsman.

Unfortunately, Duan Rong was not interested in this at all.

After thinking for a while, she suddenly stopped, drew her sword and pointed it at the swordsman.

Fighting with swords all the time is indeed a bit boring, and someone coming to my door is a good change of taste.

"If I win, can you tell me your name?"

The swordsman made a sword flower.

Seeing the other party draw his sword, Duan Rong rushed forward with sword in hand without saying a word. She was too lazy to even say a word, and she didn't want to get to know the person in front of her.

She only wants to become stronger now!

……

In fact, Sun Yan was not idle either.

Staying in the abyss, he not only had no time to rest, but was even busier than when he was outside.

The environment in the abyss is quite depressing, but it is not dark, but rather desolate and remote.

Not only the Yuanchu Immortal Spirits were imprisoned, but also humans and life forms of all kinds.

Without exception, they are all very strong!

However, due to the limitations of the rules, no matter how strong one is, one can only be at the ninth grade and ninth level, which is not surprising even for an original immortal spirit.

Sun Yan is particularly popular here. He has old seniors from the Yishen Sect, his old friend with the Evil Ghost Mask, and people who ask for his life. His life is very comfortable.

It would be better if Mu Nian could be a little gentler.

Magic and martial arts are fine, and learning alchemy, refining and array formations are somewhat useful, but why is even fortune-telling included?

There are many big guys in the abyss. If Mu Nian doesn’t know something, he will take Sun Yan to ask for advice humbly, and he must learn it first.

"concentrate!"

Seeing Sun Yan sighing and distracted, Mu Nian slapped him on the head.

Sun Yanmeng returned to the high school classroom, feeling like crying but without tears.

The three years of high school seemed like a lifetime to him, but they were only those three years.

The abyss has no idea of ​​the passage of time. It was fine at the beginning, but now every second feels like a year.

I really don’t understand, why should we learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Sun Yan's cultivation had already reached the top, and both his Taoism and martial arts were at the ninth grade and ninth level, but he was restricted by the rules and could not break through.

In terms of actual combat, he is now evenly matched with the demon from Huangquan Tianfu.

Mu Nian knows a little about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is not proficient in them.

So she found a teacher for Sun Yan.

The other party is one of the original immortals, Wen!

He is very similar to a human woman, with a slender figure, well-proportioned limbs, long purple hair like a waterfall, hanging down to his jade feet, and his face is the most perfect creation in the world.

Judging from the appearance alone, it seems that only the pair of miraculous wings can prove that "He" is not a human.

Wen is obsessed with music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has average ability and lives a peaceful life in the abyss.

If someone wants to learn, He teaches, and He is a good teacher.

After finishing Wen's course, the two found Zai, and Mu Nian kicked Sun Yan over.

Zai is also the origin immortal spirit. According to the old predecessors of the Yishen Sect, this person was pushed into the abyss by many powerful people because he did too many evil things and killed countless people.

Under the wear and tear of time, Zai gradually became numb, and now his mind is full of thoughts about fighting. He wants to either kill the opponent or be killed by the opponent.

Disaster is the king of all insects. It has an extremely strong vitality and cannot be killed at all.

Not to mention that those strong men in the past could not do anything to him. Even now, with his limited cultivation, he just stood there motionless. Even if Sun Yan drained all his spiritual energy, he could not even cause effective damage.

"It's really fucking torturous!"

Sun Yan shouted in grief and anger.

Not only can it not be killed, but this ant is also incredibly strong. It has such great strength that one hit from it almost breaks all the bones in its body.

If Mu Nian hadn't been casting spells beside him to increase the difficulty for him, he would have been uncomfortable at most due to his speed advantage, but he wouldn't have been tortured to this extent.

I can't beat him, I can't touch him, I feel so frustrated...

One of the practical lessons of He Zai, a battle between one man and one spirit lasted for three days, and finally ended with Sun Yan being knocked away.

Mu Nian was very satisfied and dragged the half-dead man to find Zhu for treatment.

Zhu is also an original fairy, good at using poison and is called the ancestor of all poisons. He did nothing wrong, but because he is too dangerous and the poison he uses is almost impossible to be antidote, people feel that they cannot leave him alone, so they pushed him into the abyss and imprisoned him.

Although medicine and poison are inseparable, Zhu's treatment method is a bit...

Sun Yan rubbed his brows and didn't want to recall the past.

Using poison for treatment is understandable, after all, this is all He knows, and it won't kill anyone anyway.

The key point is that the poison is extremely fierce and it comes from the inside out. During the treatment, the whole body feels uncomfortable, making people wish they could be hit by the poison again to be done with it.

There were several times when Sun Yan really wanted to die.