My life of martial arts training

"Have you ever seen a black and white lake?"

The calm voice echoed in Yin Wuxue's ears, his face was twisted in pain, his whole body was shaking, and his tone was hoarse;

"No."

"No?"

A cold light flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he said coldly, "Is it because I haven't seen it before, or because I don't want to tell you?"

"I don't want to say it, and I don't want to..." Yin Wuxue sneered. If he fell into the hands of others, his skills were inferior to others, but trying to extract information from him was simply wishful thinking.

Bang! !

Shen Yuan kicked the opponent's chest, and there was a sound of bones breaking. He frowned and said in a deep voice;

"It's just an insignificant piece of information, why do you have to force me?"

"You should be talking about Black and White Lake." Zhang Cheng's weak voice came from behind.

"Oh." Shen Yuan turned around, looked at the other person, and asked, "Have you seen him before?"

Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Zhang Cheng was extremely shocked. In just two months, the other person had actually grown to this level.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said, "Yes, the location where I entered the Ghost Realm happened to be next to the Black and White Lake."

"In which direction?" Shen Yuan said lightly with joy in his eyes.

Zhang Cheng took a healing pill and frowned in thought.

Shen Yuan didn't bother him. The sea of ​​trees was too big and there was no reference, so it was difficult to determine the location.

Yin Wuxue naturally heard the conversation between the two clearly. Knowing that he had no effect, his expression changed drastically and he quickly said, "Wait, I still..."

Chen Yuan's eyes were dull and he clapped his hands.

Bang! !

The surging force blasted Yin Wuxue's head into pieces.

The next step is to model the corpse. First, take off the pair of bloody gloves. This is an earth-level mid-level weapon.

Then he only touched a few porcelain bottles, which contained many pills.

"Poor guy." Shen Yuan cursed secretly.

While Shen Yuan was molding the corpse, Zhang Cheng thought hard, put his feet down, and jumped toward the top of the tree.

After a few breaths, Zhang Cheng jumped down from the top of the tree and said, "It should be in that direction."

He pointed east.

"Are you sure?" Shen Yuan said calmly.

"OK." Zhang Cheng nodded, and a sudden pressure rose in his heart, reminding him;

"But the black and white lake is very weird."

"No need to thank you for saving your life." Shen Yuan waved his hand and walked towards the pointed location.

"Wait..." Zhang Cheng was stunned, and then quickly called out to the other party.

"Is there anything else?" Shen Yuanyuan asked without replying.

"Senior Sister Bai Congjun discovered the dragon scale stone and is now confronting Wen Tong."

"Dragon Scale Stone?"

A trace of interest appeared in Shen Yuan's eyes. He was naturally aware of this top-notch material, but he had no intention of getting involved.

Whether it is Bai Congjun or Wen Tong, their strength is not comparable to that of Yin Wuxue. Even if they face him now, they may not be able to defeat each other.

Even if you get the Dragon Scale Stone, who does it belong to? It's not Bai Congjun who has the final say.

He would not do such a thankless thing.

"Not interested?" He waved his hand and disappeared.

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The direction Zhang Cheng mentioned was not very accurate. It took me an hour to find the Black and White Mirror Lake.

The lake is not big, about ten feet in diameter. The lake water is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the branches above very clearly, and even the veins of the leaves can be faintly seen.

There is black water on the left and white water on the right. The two are intertwined without interfering with each other and are divided into two.

And the strange thing is that the water in the lake is extremely clear, and there is not even a fallen leaf on the lake surface.

Shen Yuan grabbed a piece of bark and threw it into the lake.

Snap...

Ripples appeared on the calm lake surface.

Shen Yuan frowned, and the bark of the tree sank directly into the lake.

He grabbed another handful of leaves and threw them into the lake, where they still sank.

"Trouble."

It's impossible to go down. The devil knows how deep the lake is, and even the leaves can sink. People can't even exert their strength in it.

No wonder there is no one in this damn place. Not to mention that there is nothing inside. The risk alone is not worth taking.

The entire ghost realm is full of treasures, there is no need to fight against something uncertain.

He couldn't help frowning and pacing back and forth.

"Try it first, just in case there is really a Yin-Yang Dragon Stone." He murmured, looking at the surrounding trees.

Pointing his toes, he leaped high into the air, with a long sword unsheathed at his waist.

Zheng!

Several rays of sword light were slashed out, cutting off some huge tree branches.

After landing on the ground, he immediately swung out a blade several feet long and cut through the bottom of the tree trunk.

Shen Yuan stepped forward, held the leaning tree, and used both arms to exert force. Terrifying power burst out from his body, and he barely pushed the leaning tree to the left toward the Black and White Mirror Lake.

Such a big tree weighs at least a hundred tons, and it cannot be lifted by manpower. However, he can still change the direction of the tilt, and he has never thought of throwing the big tree directly into it.

The big tree slowly fell towards Jinghu Lake, breaking many branches.

Boom....

Shen Yuan felt his feet shake, like an earth dragon turning over, large swaths of soil were blown away, and violent air waves surged in all directions.

Amidst the flying sand and rocks in the sky, Shen Yuan stood upright, staring at Jinghu Lake.

All the splashing sand and stones were blocked by the wall of power in front of him.

The power wall seemed to be hit by a heavy rain, causing violent ripples.

When everything returned to calm, the terrain next to the Mirror Lake was destroyed beyond recognition.

The Mirror Lake itself was cut in half, with trees falling down to form a terrifying deep pit, and the lake water flowed to the deep pits on both sides.

Shen Yuan came to the edge of the pit, his hands were wrapped in strength, and he held up a pool of white water.

As soon as the white water left, it quickly evaporated and turned into a ball of black mist, floating into the air.

He focused his eyes, dispersed the strength, and continued to hold up a pool of white water.

The white water gave him the feeling that it was not like water, but rather a ball of mist, without any weight.

He chose a small pit, about half a foot deep, and at this time there was already white water flowing into it.

When he jumped in, the white water did not wet the corners of his clothes, but instead dispersed like mist.

"Is this water or mist?" He was a little confused in his heart, and he didn't know what it was at all.

"Huh."

With a light exclamation, he found that the long sword on his waist was actually absorbing white mist.

"Could it be..."

He pulled out the long knife and placed it in the white mist, which kept drifting into the long knife, forming a small vortex.

When the white mist was sucked up, Shen Yuan placed the long knife in front of him and looked at it carefully.

The white part of the blade became darker and extremely asymmetrical with the black part.

Ding...

Shen Yuan knocked it, and a crisp sound of the knife rang out; "It seems to have increased its hardness."

His eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he found a pool of black water and stabbed the long knife into it.