Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

That night.

Rong Yan quietly came down from Xingchen Peak.

As soon as he exited the teleportation formation, he saw a figure already standing in front of him, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Rong Yan saw the person coming clearly and his expression was startled: "...Senior Brother."

Leng Mingjing walked over slowly and handed a string of heart-protecting bells to Rong Yan: "This heart-protecting bell is a pair with the junior sister's. They also have protective formations and are also your pass to go back and forth to Mingzhan Mountain in the future. ', you take it with you."

When he heard that it was a pair with Rong Shu's Heart Protecting Bell, Rong Yan couldn't move his eyes away. He took the Heart Protecting Bell with both hands and said in a solemn voice: "...Thank you."

Leng Mingjing said: "After settling your personal matters, you will be welcome back to Mingming Mountain at any time."

Rong Yan subconsciously clenched the heart-protecting bell in his hand and looked at Leng Mingjing, who was still calm and calm, with complicated eyes.

This man... seems to have everything under control in the world, and everyone's secrets will be invisible to him.

For a moment, Rong Yan thought that his identity had been revealed by the other party.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes and put the heart-protecting bell close to his body.

"Senior Brother, see you later."

...I hope he can still be him when he comes back in the future.

Leng Mingjing nodded with a smile: "There will be."

Rong Yan looked stunned for a moment, nodded slightly to the other party, then turned around and jumped into the air, flying towards the mountain gate.

As soon as he flew out of the mountain gate, he was hit by a sword energy.

Rong Yan's eyes were slightly stern and he quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

"Yanyan?"

"You're sneaking out so late?"

The two figures came together, and when they saw clearly that it was Rong Yan, they were both shocked.

Seeing Wu Hua and Lin Jingyue, Rong Yan's eyes flickered, and he raised his hands in salute: "Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother..."

Wuhua turned his head slightly, glanced at the Mingzhan Mountain behind Rong Yan, took back the snow sword in his hand, and said in a cold voice as usual: "Are you leaving?"

Rong Yan nodded silently: "Yes."

"I heard that you have reached the stage of becoming a god in the Xiao family."

"Ah."

Wu Hua raised his hand and made a move, and two flying swords flew out from his sleeves, like two meteors streaking across the night sky at an astonishing speed, and the sword energy was overwhelming.

"This is the deep-sea mysterious cold iron that was accidentally obtained in the Lianxingyu Sea. Thunder-breaking magnets were added to it. Finally, two spiritual swords were forged by the weapon refiner from the Lianxingyu. Due to insufficient materials, one of them was forged. It has become a small flying sword, and because it is taken from the same piece of deep-sea mysterious cold iron, when the two swords are injected with spiritual energy at the same time, they will form some kind of special induction, and they can be controlled simultaneously or fight like mirror images."

"You can take it with you on your way."

When taking over the two swords, Rong Yan couldn't help but think of what Wu Hua said when he and Wu Hua practiced sword fighting for the first time -

'When you learn how to use a sword, I won't drive you down the mountain...'

He had practiced swordsmanship for so long, but Wuhua had always asked him to use wooden swords or some ordinary spiritual swords, and never had a dedicated sword.

Rong Yan put away his swords and raised his fists to the man opposite him again: "Thank you, Third Senior Brother."

"Don't come back crying after losing..." Wu Hua said in a calm voice as he passed by Rong Yan.

"……Won't."

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, his thoughts a little confused.

He obviously didn't say anything, so why...

Lin Jingyue said with a slight smile on her face: "Yanyan, it's no shame if the kid can't beat you. Remember to come back and ask the adults for help, you know?" After that, she gently raised her hand and caressed the young man like a spring breeze. head.

The young man lowered his eyes, bit his lips lightly, and after the two figures had gone away, it took a long time before he responded: "...Yeah."

"..."

The night was dark.

The moonlight is beautiful.

It seems that from a certain moment, the trajectory of fate quietly turned...

……

Day two.

When Rong Shu woke up from practice, he walked out of the practice room and stood at the door of Rong Yan's room for a while before pushing the door open and entering.

The house was clean and tidy, but there was only one person missing.

Rong Shu sighed softly.

...Forget it, let's wait for Yanyan to come back.

Rong Shu closed the door again and continued to practice silently.

On the tenth day after Rong Shu returned to Zhanming Mountain, the little white tiger finally came out of seclusion for a long time.

After Rong Shu noticed the movement, he immediately went to greet the little white tiger.

"Shu Shu!"

"Xiaobai, congratulations on your release."

The bloodline of the mythical beast White Tiger is so good, he has inherited memories at every turn, and his cultivation speed is thousands of miles away, leaving others more than twenty blocks behind.

The little white tiger looked left and right to see if he saw Rong Yan, and asked a little strangely: "Huh? Where is Yanyan? Why don't you see him?"

On weekdays, Yanyan is timid and always likes to stick to strangers. Why don't you see him today?

Rong Shu was silent for a moment, and then explained: "Yanyan has something to do. He has been out for a while. He will come back after a while."

"Oh." Little White Tiger couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The little white tiger originally thought that after coming out of seclusion this time, it would be even more powerful than Yanyan.

Rong Shu quickly changed the topic: "Xiao Bai, there will be a competition of heroes five years from now. I have inquired about the rules of the competition, and contracted beasts are allowed to participate."

"Really? Then I want to participate!" Little White Tiger's eyes lit up and he started gearing up.

"Then from now on, let's work hard to practice together."

"Uh-huh!"

"..."

After Little White Tiger came out of seclusion, Rong Shu worked harder to practice.

Twelve hours a day.

There were five hours of meditation and cultivation.

There are four hours to practice swordsmanship, sword practice and bow practice.

I spent three hours going to Zangshu Peak to read and learn various techniques.

This cycle repeats over and over again, and three months of time flies by on your fingertips in the blink of an eye...

One day.

Rong Shu finished his five hours of meditation practice today.

"Strange, it seems that since the spiritual roots turned into transparent spiritual roots, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy has slowed down..."

In other words, it just returned to the normal absorption speed.

Rong Shu's current cultivation speed is only slightly faster than that of ordinary monks. He can be regarded as a genius, but he is far from those top geniuses, let alone his original cultivation speed.

"What went wrong..." Rong Shu was puzzled.

If he were to practice at a normal level, in the Heroes Competition four and a half years later, Rong Shu would still be at the early stage of Nascent Soul. Let alone participate in it, it would be difficult for him to pass the trials of Wenxin Academy.

"Is there any way to quickly increase the speed of cultivation..."

fast?

Rong Shu subconsciously remembered something in his mind.

Maybe that... can?

……

After a while.

Rong Shu came to the small bamboo house at Xianzhu Peak and saw Leng Mingjing reading a book. He ran to Leng Mingjing in a few steps. He diligently picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Leng Mingjing: "Senior Brother, I want to ask one thing."

Leng Mingjing put down the book: "You tell me."

This is the first time that the junior sister has been so attentive to making tea for him, well... there is a problem.