I overturned with the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Facing a group of young monks whose IQ was obviously not online and their minds were completely away from home, Yun Yuan naturally didn't bother to argue with them, and simply used his strength to break through all methods.

It just so happened that his natal spirit sword hadn't been in actual combat yet, so it was just the right time for him to take a serious walk.

With a sword point out, Yun Yuan felt the true energy flowing in his meridians, and suddenly remembered that he still had a strange knot in his heart, so he couldn't help but chuckled.

Now that the spiritual root has been repaired and the natal spirit sword has been refined, it is time to let go of the knot and make a breakthrough.

Thinking up to this point, Yun Yuan's sword style changed, completely abandoning the delicate and delicate, and returning to the upright and majestic.

The rush of thunder is like a raging wave, and the light of the sword is towering.

In an instant, the blue and purple light swept away like a shuttle, and the young monks turned pale with fright, and hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons to resist, forming a large net layer upon layer, as if they were going to wrap Yun Yuan's sword in it.

However, the thunder light is very powerful, as soon as it enters the group of magic weapons, it is as if it is destructive, it shatters gold and stones, blows clouds of smoke, and stabs at the monks.

The fragments of the magic weapon turned into dust in the air and fell one after another. Yun Yuan looked at the dull eyes of the monk opposite, the corners of his lips were raised higher, and he entered the prelude to the breakthrough with a flick of his sleeve.

The aura of heaven and earth fluctuated together, and the young monks came back to their senses one after another, showing horror while running wildly.

Who is this person who dares to break through while fighting skills? !

Focusing on two tasks without losing the wind really made them...

He can't talk, let's run first to respect!

Jiang Xing saw the group of monks running away with their heads in their hands, he really had nothing to say, he choked for a long time before sneering: "What is it, it's a farce!"

Huo Ming glanced at him, his heart sank a little, but before he could wink at his master, he saw Jiang Xing walking away with a flick of his sleeves, and fell silent immediately.

Jiang Xing obviously intends to calm down.

Lu Mohuan saw Jiang Xing leaving from the corner of his eye, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, it wasn't the first time Jiang Xing retreated silently, so he only praised Yun Yuan.

"I thought it was not the right way for him to retaliate with sword light, and I wanted to say a few words, but unexpectedly he was a little fussy. Looking at his current way, he will be able to practice the grand way when he condenses his sword intent in the future. If he can be accepted as a disciple , it’s a happy event!”

Huo Ming withdrew his gaze, frowned slightly and said, "Friend Daoist Yun is a man of understanding, but his swordsmanship is so outstanding, it's not surprising that someone taught him."

These words are very interesting, as if Huo Ming knew some inside information, Lu Mohuan glanced at him, and was about to ask again, when the fluctuation of the spiritual energy of the sky and earth over Yunyuan attracted his attention.

The natal spirit sword was still chasing after the group of monks, but Yun Yuan had already turned his attention back to himself, quickly guiding and compressing his true energy.

As the zhenqi became more and more condensed, his realm continued to rise.

The [-]th level of Qi training, the [-]th level of Qi training, and the great perfection of Qi training, touched the threshold of foundation establishment in the blink of an eye.

Huo Ming sensed the change in Yun Yuan's aura, and couldn't help becoming nervous, staring at Yun Yuan carefully, for fear that something would happen to him.

Without the assistance of the Foundation Establishment Pill, most monks would have some difficulty raising their legs and stepping over this threshold. It is normal for Huo Ming to react like this.However, Yun Yuan was different, his first reaction to the threshold was not to step over it, but to smash it.

So Yun Yuan simply and rudely began to compress the true energy, forcibly compressing the groups of true energy in the dantian into liquid droplets, directly forming extremely high-quality true energy.

The threshold of the foundation-building period was young, weak and helpless, unable to even fight back, and was directly chopped into scum by Yun Yuan's chaotic sword.

In the next moment, he suddenly broke through the initial stage of foundation establishment.

The onlookers were dumbfounded when they saw this: "..."

Huo Ming was also stunned, paused for a long time, took a deep breath and said: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Yun cultivates the way of using force to overcome ingenuity, and his power is indeed extraordinary, and he is out of the ordinary!"

The onlookers looked in disbelief: "..." Is this person stupid?

The silly Huo Ming turned a blind eye to the questioning eyes of the other monks. After thinking for a while, he boasted embarrassingly: "I just don't know what's going on with the anti-injury style? Could it be that Fellow Daoist Yun's swordsmanship is quite good at changing, or is it possible to comprehend while practicing swords?" Tiancheng?"

Lu Mohuan showed embarrassment, he didn't know how to answer, so he simply turned to look at the group of foolish monks.

Maybe it's because Yun Yuan didn't kill them, even though these stupid children were screaming and screaming after being drawn by the spirit sword, they still jumped around alive and kicking, and they didn't see any signs of being killed, at most they would be taught a lesson by Yun Yuan .

Lu Mohuan somewhat disagreed, but felt that Yun Yuan was too soft-hearted as a sword cultivator.

However, in fact, there used to be a saying on the mother planet Earth that if there is no son who can't be disciplined, if there is one, then it should be beaten twice.With the mentality of disciplining a brain-dead son, it's no wonder Yun Yuan is so soft-handed. After all, what can Yun Yuan do in the face of this group of brats?

Yun Yuan: Why don't you just forgive you like an old father, and pump you up for three hundred days at most.

He smoothed the waves of true energy in his body, started again with the natal spirit sword, and approached the leading fool monk with a light move, and knocked him down to the ground with a sword, showing a little kindness on his face, making his handsome face even more obvious cute.

"In my opinion, you have too little homework to be idle. Have the elders in the family reviewed the sermons? Have you completed your daily practice? Have you done three reflections on yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the idiot monks immediately looked ashamed, and for some reason they immediately thought of their old father who was still alive or had passed away.

They couldn't help crying bitterly: I have never seen such a person who hit people while breaking through, and asked them to kneel down and call Dad after the beating was over!

The leading monk couldn't care less about the pain, blushed, got up and stammered and argued, "You, you're talking nonsense! I worked hard in the past, and never hung out outside—"

Yun Yuan drew his sword on his ass again, and said coldly: "Have you learned to lie? You didn't hang out outside, so what's going on today?"

The leading monk yelped in pain, quickly covered his buttocks, looked a little dazed, and didn't know what he was thinking of, but he didn't directly refute Yun Yuan.

On the contrary, his own father, who did not know when he mixed into the crowd, heard Yun Yuan's words, he stepped out of the crowd and bowed his hands to Yun Yuan.

"Gouzi acted too much today and caused trouble for my little friend. The old man is very sorry." He said, "Thank you so much, little friend, for saving the face of Quanzi. Make up for one or two?"

Yun Yuan returned the salute, and categorically refused: "No need, this junior still has important matters to attend to. If senior doesn't want to let it go, why don't you take your young master and those fellow Taoists away together to admonish him?"

Speaking of admonishment, he shook the natal spirit sword in his hand, the meaning could not be more clear.

The leading monk's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at his father with horror in his eyes: "Father! Father! I am your own son!"

His father let out a cry, thanked Yun Yuan again, and then said to his son: "You are my own son. Have you reviewed your uncle's sermon today? Have you completed the practice of spells? Can you do it with three self-examinations? ?”

The leading monk almost cried: Dad, how can you talk to that bad guy!

Yun Yuan glanced at him with a smile, bowed to his father again, turned around and wanted to leave.

This time, he used thunder to make up for his spiritual roots and break through his knots. Because Jiang Xing attracted too many people to watch, it would not be a good thing to stay any longer, and it would be wiser to leave earlier.

Lu Mohuan also knew this, but subconsciously picked a thorn: as a swordsman, Yun Yuan avoided troubles as much as he could, and his sharpness was not enough, so I'm afraid his temperament was still a bit biased.

As soon as Lu Mohuan had such thoughts, he frowned, and when blocking Yun Yuan's way, his expression was barely gentle, and there was some scrutiny in his eyes.

Knowing that these Nascent Souls do not like others to look directly at them, Yun Yuan's gaze flicked away from his face, and he did not study his expression carefully, but only confirmed his identity.

Lu Mohuan saw that Yun Yuan was courteous, his eyes softened a little, he introduced his name in a deep voice, and said again: "I am the visiting elder of the Taizhen Sect, today I saw that my little friend has some talents in the way of swords, but he seems to have gone astray, so I would like to present it to you A few proverbs."

"Swordsman, sharp edge. You are the root of lightning and spirit, heaven and endowment, misfortune and fortune must depend on each other, so cultivating the sword should be like cultivating the heart, don't look forward and backward, and don't rush forward, follow the brilliant and righteous way, and never go forward, only then will you be forever."

After saying that, he quietly looked at Yun Yuan, as if he was full of good intentions, but actually the meaning behind his words was quite arrogant.

He pointed out the problem with Yun Yuan, and roughly pointed out the solution. If Yun Yuan had enough understanding and was humble, he would naturally thank him along the way, and then he would hint at the matter of recruiting apprentices. All the procedures can be described as perfect.

Yun Yuan is very familiar with the plot, upon hearing what he said, he laughed: "Thank you for your guidance, senior, the junior master has also taught the junior in this way, and the junior will pay attention to it."

Lu Mohuan was startled: "When did you become a teacher? Little friend, talking nonsense is going to—"

Huo Mingqi said: "Friend Daoist Yun has already apprenticed to a master? Presumably Master Ling is also a master of swordsmanship, so he can teach you such an outstanding disciple."

This kind of forced embarrassment made Yun Yuan get goosebumps all over his body, and his eyes moved to Huo Ming, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"Fellow Daoist?"

Huo Ming said hastily: "My servant, Huo Ming, was delighted to see that fellow daoist's swordsmanship is outstanding. If there is any offense, I hope fellow daoist will forgive you."

Yun Yuan suddenly had a feeling that couldn't be explained in words: ...I always feel that this person's words are slightly familiar.

Huo Ming didn't hear Yun Yuan's answer and didn't feel annoyed. Looking at Yun Yuan's natal spirit sword with bright eyes, he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, the natal sword is really extraordinary! I'll wait until the next natal sword is refined, and I'm noncommittal. ?”

Seeing the other party's greedy look almost wanting to rub his hands, Yun Yuan seemed to realize something: This person seems to be a sword idiot?

Sure enough, Huo Ming only paused for a while, and then praised Yun Yuan's sword skills and natal spirit sword endlessly. He really felt that the embarrassment about Yun Yuan himself before was like an illusion.

After listening for a while, Yun Yuan found him very interesting, and the subtle feeling in his heart dissipated: "Of course it's okay to discuss, but I still have things to do now, why don't we leave a contact information for another day?"

Huo Ming simply said: "Of course."

Hearing this, Yun Yuan wanted to take out the communication talisman and exchange it with Huo Ming, but was interrupted by Lu Mohuan the moment he moved.

"What is more important than consolidating your cultivation? Your master is so unwise, let me see him!"