Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

"System, can I really save my brother?" Song Nian couldn't help calling the system in his mind.

"The perfect ending of this book has been achieved, and you will return to the day before your brother's death." The familiar voice of the system sounded instantly, but then there was silence again.

Still the same answer, useless.Song Nian pressed his brows, and recited a few formulas to clear his heart before suppressing his chaotic mood.No matter how difficult it is, he must go on, this is the only way.

Song Nian was not in the mood to eat at this time, so he went back to his room to meditate.I planned to practice directly until tomorrow, but the quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken.

"Master, can I come in?" Song Zhiyu's voice came from outside the door. Song Nian instantly opened his eyes and broke away from the state of meditation.

"come in."

Zhiyu opened the door, came in with small steps, stopped a few steps in front of Song Nian, bowed and said respectfully: "Master, I don't understand the sword skills I have learned in the past few days. No matter how I practice, it seems that I am only a few steps away from a breakthrough. The apprentice is stupid, I don't know if the master is free now, so I can give some pointers to the apprentice."

"Did you practice today?" Song Nian got up and asked.

"Exactly."

"This set of swordsmanship is indeed more difficult than what I taught you before. When practicing, you not only need to pay attention to the swordsmanship, but also pay attention to the movement of spiritual power in the veins. I'll demonstrate it again, so you can see it clearly." Zhiyu Mian Lastly, Song Nian has never demonstrated in person that he has been with Master for so many days.I saw Song Nianfei leaping outside the house, under the bright moonlight, his white clothes were more snowy, and his whole body was covered with a faint silver halo.Song Nian held a sharp silver sword that moved with the wind.The robes are graceful, the black hair is like a waterfall, the body is imposing, but the expression is calm, there seems to be a "buzzing" sound at the point of the sword, shaking the air waves.The sword has form and seems to be invisible. The sword energy around him breaks the leaves close to him into two pieces.Bits of broken moonlight fell on his body, as if it came from the fairy world, Zhiyu froze in place for a moment.After the dance, Song Nian landed on the ground, without a trace of panting: "Did you remember everything clearly?"

Song Zhiyu hurriedly ran to his master, looked up at him, his eyes were full of respect and eagerness that could not be hidden in the night: "I am inspired by your swordsmanship, I have found a way to break through, thank you, master!"

"That's right, you are very enlightened, and it's getting late, so you should rest as soon as possible, and don't rush to practice for a while."

Back in the room, the water in the teapot on the desk beside the bed was already cold, and there were various fruits and snacks beside it. Most of the snacks here in Song Nian were made by Song Zhiyu himself. For some reason, Song Nian It's always easy to eat.And Song Nian's previous depression was also freely vented by dancing the sword, and his thoughts became much clearer.

Lying on the bed, Song Nian carefully sorted out the context of "The Fate of Dust". Although in the novel it was said that Zhiyu was lucky enough to learn from Cangshan's sect, but at that time, he was just chopping wood and fetching water, and he didn't actually practice any magic skills.But after he transmigrated, he continued to pass on the precious cheats to him, and now his ability has already surpassed before. "Song Zhiyu" has changed, so will the next direction be different?Song Nian guessed that one of the important turning points in the novel should be the battle between immortals and demons five years later, and there are still five years to go before that.What should he do in these five years, is there nothing to do except practice, can he find a direction to attack besides waiting?

Song Nian pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered that in the original novel, this room should have a secret room. In the book, Song Nian often went there, but the novel did not mention the details of opening the secret room mechanism.

The organ is in the study room here, but there are many items in the room, and there are thousands of books alone, so Song Nian had to explore bit by bit.He has already looked through the secret books hidden under the bed carefully, and it is basically unlikely that there is any mechanism.To be able to become the location of the secret room, it must not be discovered by others.Song Nian's head spun rapidly, but his eyes stopped at the books on the wall on the east wall.

The books in the room are arranged from difficult to easy, and the rows of defecation on the east wall are all obscure cheat books, which are placed in the dark corner of the room.Taking a closer look, the books that should be seldom read are rarely stained with dust. It seems that there is a big mystery here.Song Nian began to check each one carefully, and when he found a set of spiritual secret books, it was extremely difficult to get, and there was a slight remnant of spiritual energy on it.Song Nian tried to inject a ray of true energy into it. Suddenly, the bookcase moved, and a gap opened in the middle. Song Nian forcefully widened the gap to the two sides, and one stretched downward, showing the steps made of bluestone slabs. In front of the eyes, the depths are pitch black, with no end in sight.

Song Nian walked in carefully. Just as he entered the secret room, the bookcase behind him was suddenly closed, and the torches on both sides of the staircase were lit, revealing a long staircase leading directly to the ground.Song Nian walked inward, and the surrounding air did not become oppressive because of the underground, but a natural fragrance was entrained, which made people feel refreshed, and there seemed to be a faint sound of water flowing.

After about an incense stick of time, the stairs came to the end, and the vision in front suddenly widened, revealing the well-tended yard in front of us.I didn't imagine the cold and gloomy appearance of the secret room in the middle, and the owner planted many moonflowers in the corners. This flower does not need sunlight, and can live for a long time underground, revealing a faint purple color.There is a pool on the left side of the yard, and the gurgling water continuously falls into the pool from above the secret room, forming a small waterfall.There seems to be a stone gate behind the waterfall. Song Nian leaped forward and came to the stone gate. Seeing the scene of Cangshan Mountain engraved on it, he put his hand on the stone gate, and the gate slowly opened.

Inside is a study room, all kinds of precious books cover the four walls, and there are several big jade boxes in the corner of the room, which faintly reveal pure spiritual power.Song Nian opened one of the boxes and took a look inside. It was full of books with spiritual power. He flipped through a book, and the spells recorded in the book were all secrets from the world, and the moves also revealed some secrets. Share chilling meaning.Song Nian flipped through the secret book in his hand for a long time, and he was attracted by the magic in it unconsciously. The villain drawn in the book seemed to be performing moves in front of his eyes and moved.

Song Nian only learned a few tricks, and he could feel the spiritual power in his body colliding with each other in the veins. Song Nian's face turned pale, and he used the formula to calm the restlessness of the spiritual veins.This is indeed a secret method that is hard to find in the world, and you can feel the powerful power contained in it with just a few moves.Song Nian was overjoyed, these secret techniques would surely allow him to break through to a higher realm.

This small world is full of fairy flowers and grasses, full of aura, quiet and quiet, it is the most suitable place for cultivation.After making a good plan, Song Nian began to watch his disciples practice during the day, and return to the secret room at night to break through these secret books one by one.

Time flies, and the osmanthus tree in the backyard is in full bloom three times.Song Nian also penetrated most of the Cangshan secret books in the secret room in three years, broke through two realms at once, and reached the stage of transforming gods.With a wave of Song Nian's hand, he could move a boulder ten meters away at will, and with his palm closed, the terrifying stone turned into powder in an instant.

And Song Zhiyu has also made amazing progress in the past three years, and has already reached the golden core stage.And his stature is already as tall as Song Nian's, the youthful look on his face gradually fades away, and the baby fat also fades from his cheeks, leaving a resolute outline, under the full forehead is a pair of thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, The two grape-like black eyes are no longer innocent, and the firm gaze can be seen when looking up, coupled with the slightly curved thin lips under the straight bridge of the nose, he looks like a handsome and heroic young man.

At the beginning of spring, the atmosphere in Cangshan became dignified. Laughing and cursing seldom appeared, only the sound of weapons clashing among various schools and factions. After three months, the ninth martial arts competition in Cangshan The conference is about to begin.

The Martial Arts Tournament is a tradition that has been established since the establishment of the Cangshan Sect. At the beginning, it was held once every ten years for the purpose of exchanging ideas between the various branches of the same sect. More and more, the interval between martial arts competitions has been shortened to five years, and students who have entered the foundation building period can sign up to participate. The conference is held according to the simplest wheel battle, and the person who fights to the end will naturally become a celebrity in the sect and get a special rewards.

The martial arts competition was only mentioned in a few sentences in the original novel. At that time, Song Zhiyu didn't even have the qualifications to participate, and only a few of his other apprentices got a good ranking.Song Nian didn't care about "whose apprentice wins" and so on. Fame is like a thing outside of him, but Zhiyu seems to want to prove himself, practicing day and night for the past few months.Thinking about this, Song Nian unconsciously came to the training ground. The huge venue is like a market. Hundreds of students are practicing here, and they have even started to compete with each other to strengthen the foundation. They are all working hard for the martial arts competition.

Song Nian quietly came to the platform. When the students saw him coming, they stopped and bowed to say hello.Song Nian nodded to them, injected spiritual energy into his voice, and said: "

"The martial arts tournament is coming, this is your chance to show yourself to others! If you don't want to make progress, you can only do things that ordinary handymen can do! I will help you with everything I can teach you, but the cultivation of immortals People can only achieve great things with a firm mind, and you should know how to act next."

After hearing these words, the disciples on the field looked solemn and replied loudly:

"Got it, Master!"

"Understood, Master!"

As if eating a golden elixir, after a few words, the disciples practiced with all their might.Song Nian took a willow stick from anywhere and wandered around the practice field, correcting some mistakes of his disciples from time to time.

A few hours passed by, and today's practice was about to end. After bidding farewell to the master, the disciples left the practice field one by one.Only Song Zhiyu remained where he was, holding a peach-wood sword. In the blink of an eye, he struck out and closed his hands in one go, dazzled. He thrust the peach-wood sword into the ground, and suddenly a deep hole appeared on the hard ground. !Song Zhiyu took a step back and used the sword spirit formula, and saw that the mahogany sword suddenly exploded, forming ten sword auras like real swords, Zhiyu shouted: "Scatter", the sword aura seemed to be alive Floating into the air, pointing the sword at Stonehenge in the distance, Zhiyu shouted: "Open!" The sword energy rushed towards the stone pile like a sword flying off the string, with a "boom"! When the smoke and dust dissipated, only a piece of gravel was left !

Seeing this, Song Nian couldn't help nodding. Song Zhiyu was indeed a genius of cultivating immortals. He had reached such a state at a young age. Even if he looked at the world, he was a rare treasure in the world!

"Zhiyu, you've made great progress in the past few years!" Song Nianfei came to Zhiyu's side, and casually praised the sword-wielding youth with a slight smile.

Hearing these words, Song Zhiyu couldn't help but smile on his face, but his movements in his hands were not slack at all. He said "Stop", and the ten sword qi returned to the mahogany sword in an instant, He then stepped forward and pulled out the sword.

Seeing his actions, Song Nian couldn't help but feel his heart move. "Teaching in person is the most effective," Song Nian smiled, raised the wicker in his hand and threw it at Zhiyu!

When the powerful spiritual force came, Song Zhiyu unconsciously tensed his muscles, raised his mahogany sword to resist the attack from the opposite side, but found that it was the master, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then realized Song Nian's intention, he sent the spiritual energy to Reached the sword, struck it hard, and shouted with a smile, "Master, don't come here without any harm!"

Song Nian jumped up with Zhiyu's strength, and suddenly appeared under Song Zhiyu in a breath, locked Zhiyu's right arm holding the sword, "bang-dang--" and the peach wood sword straightened The ground fell, and Song Nian turned around again and came behind Zhiyu. The wicker left and put it on Zhiyu's neck, but saw a sword shadow flying over Song Nian's head!It turned out that Song Zhiyu elicited a "sword energy" at the moment of being imprisoned just now. After breaking away from Song Nian's attack, he quickly picked up the mahogany sword on the ground, and returned to the best defensive state in a blink of an eye.Song Nian sighed inwardly, and couldn't help but get serious.On the training ground, the dust was raised after the two of them fought each other. However, Zhiyu, who was two levels below Song Nian, was naturally no match for him. After only a few moves, beads of sweat appeared on Zhiyu's forehead, and his expression changed. I have to work hard.

The competition should be over, Song Nian turned the willow stick in his hand and turned the thick end outward.

"The back of the hand should face outward, so that there will be no hindrance to the movement of the sword," he tapped Zhiyu's wrist.

"The back is tense," he tapped Zhiyu's back again.

In the following time, Song Nian carefully corrected the deficiencies exposed in the competition of knowledge and encounter.

Before you know it, the moon is on the tip of the mountain.

"It's getting late, so let's leave today as a teacher, you've done a good job, go back and have a good rest." Song Nian threw the wicker aside, said lightly and left.

Song Zhiyu, who was so tired that he couldn't stand up straight, was blushed by Song Nian's praise, and he shouted loudly in the direction where Song Nian was leaving: "Thank you, Master! I will, I will be better!"

After finishing speaking, Song Zhiyu was alone in the martial arts training ground, a chuckle or two spread out in the air, and then there was another sound of sword movement.