Cultivate the ruthless way for him

The mountains do not know the years.

In the blink of an eye, the next spring, half a year had passed since the new disciples officially entered the Heavenly Dao Trial.

In order not to waste the precious trial time of the disciples, the school's current morning classes are changed to every three days, interspersed with evening classes.There was no morning class this day, early in the morning, Ye Heng, Xie Yiming, and Lu Xinghe made an appointment to go to the sword practice together.

The three of them are considered to be the best among their peers. In just half a year, the immortal essence of the Neifu has improved qualitatively, and Ye Heng, who is a full-level immortal essence and a talented player, has even been able to wobble and separate a small strand of immortality. The formed sword of the primordial spirit.

The disciples who practice kendo in the school all aim at Ye Heng, practice diligently, and hope that they can transform the sword of the soul as soon as Ye Heng, and the disciples who line up every day to make an appointment with Ye Heng to practice together are not counted. number.

Therefore, when the three of them walked to the entrance of the Heavenly Dao, there were already seven or eight other disciples waiting, obviously all of them were waiting for Ye Heng.

"Ye Heng."

"Ye Heng is here!"

Everyone immediately rushed forward.

Ye Heng saluted everyone shyly, and said, "Actually, I'm still exploring the way of swordsmanship, and I don't have any special experience to share with you..."

"Don't be humble. At this age, you can transform into the sword of the primordial spirit, and step into the realm of the gods is just around the corner. Among our disciples in this year, there is no one who can compare with you. You are a full-level immortal, how can we chase after you?" It's impossible to catch up with you, so why don't you just be generous and don't hesitate to teach us a few tricks?"

"Yes, yes, I have been stuck in the third trial of sword intent for half a month, and I always lose in the last test. I don't know why. Ye Heng, how did you pass the test?"

Everyone chattered and surrounded Ye Heng thirsty for knowledge.

Ye Heng was still at a loss to argue: "I, I'm really not as powerful as you think."

Xie Yiming couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but speak: "I tell you, this cultivation is your own business. Everyone's understanding, background, talent, spells and diligence are different, and the problems encountered in cultivation are naturally different. You should review and reflect on your own problems, find out the reason, and solve it, instead of relying on others for everything. You can't just look at Ye Heng's good temper and just pester him all day long."

These words undoubtedly stepped on everyone's tail.

Immediately, someone said, "Xie Yiming, you said that we are pestering Ye Heng, but you are not the same. You invite Ye Heng to practice together every day. What are you doing? It's not for the convenience of asking Ye Heng for advice."

"We don't have a god like Mr. Nanshan to be our master, so we can't 'get the moon first when we are close to the water'. Why don't you let us take this opportunity to learn from Ye Heng? Ye Heng hasn't said anything yet, what are you doing? Boss, who are you, Ye Heng? Could it be that you are also pursuing Ye Heng and want to become a Taoist partner with Ye Heng?"

Xie Yiming was furious.

This group of people think about getting something for nothing every day, is it reasonable?

Lu Xinghe frowned lightly, and said: "Everyone, please be careful, don't spread rumors about your fellowship."

Lu Xinghe was born in the Kunlun clan, which is famous for its swordsmanship. His achievements in swordsmanship are comparable to Ye Heng. If he hadn't suffered the loss of Xianyuan level, he might be better than Ye Heng at this moment. He has always been very good among his disciples. prestige.

As soon as he opened his mouth, those disciples didn't dare to be too arrogant.

One of them muttered, "It's not that we are spreading rumors casually. Now everyone is busy making Taoist couples and practicing together. Those of us who practice swordsmanship don't want to become Taoist couples with Ye Heng?"

The folk customs of the fairy people are open, and the purpose of forming a Taoist couple is to have a confidant to accompany them on the long and lonely journey of cultivation, not to marry and have children and reproduce like ordinary people, so they don't care about gender.It is common for male disciples to form Taoist couples with male disciples.

Ye Heng is a master of swordsmanship, and he has the noble dragon blood of the fairy clan. He is also born with red lips and white teeth, gentle and handsome. If he can become a Taoist couple with Ye Heng, the benefits are obvious.

During this time, many disciples started pursuing Ye Heng frantically.

Both Xie Yiming and Lu Xinghe were born in the five great immortal clans, and they also practiced swordsmanship. Naturally, they were regarded as competitors by everyone, especially Xie Yiming, who was not as successful as Lu Xinghe. He wanted to use his family status to marry the Dragon Clan. It's really normal to improve your cultivation base.

Because after becoming a Taoist couple, they can practice double cultivation.

Both parties can share each other's celestial energy, and they can get twice the result with half the effort in cultivation.

Outside the square, Xuanyuan Feng was carried by the monks of the clan, wearing a bright purple fairy robe with colorful collars, sitting on his shoulders, hanging a jade pendant around his waist, not holding a sword in his hand, but holding a bone fan. He tapped the edge of the shoulders and shoulders one after another.

Six months ago as a new disciple, Xuanyuan Feng also chose the way of swordsmanship.

It was Xuanyuan Hong, the Patriarch of the Xuanyuan Family, who personally made the decision.

There is no other reason, except for Yushan, the disciples of the Dragon, Kunlun, and Penglai all chose the way of swordsmanship this year. Since the Xuanyuan clan has the ambition to become the leader of the five great fairy clans, naturally the disciples of the sect cannot be inferior to other clans.What's more, the Dragon Clan has also produced Ye Heng, who is extremely talented and full of immortality.

As we all know, the way of swordsmanship is second only to the way of ruthlessness, and the fastest way to become a god.

The suffering of the ruthless way is not something ordinary people can cultivate.

When most of the immortals choose the way for their disciples, the first choice is the way of the sword.

This greatly offended Prince Xuanyuan's mentor, Xiaoyaozi who majored in Qi Dao, but the other party was the Xuanyuan clan who was famous for their arrogance and domineering, so Xiaoyaozi didn't dare to say anything.

From Xiaoyaozi's point of view, the ancestral disciple Xuanyuan is obviously more talented in the way of weapons, and he is not a material that can endure hardships in the way of swordsmanship at all.

However, Xiaoyaozi didn't dare to tell Xuanyuanhong what he said, so he could only refine many magical weapons that could protect his body overnight, and covered Xuanyuanfeng's whole body so that the obedient student would not be cut into meatloaf by the sword energy during the trial. Come out with all beard and tail.

Even so, ten days later, the first time he came out of the Heavenly Dao Refining Realm, Eldest Master Xuanyuan lay on the bed out of breath and screamed for several days.

The monks of the Xuanyuan clan saw that the eldest son was dressed extraordinarily glamorous today. They not only put on pills and powder, but also specially changed into brand-new fairy robes. On the crown of hair, they also adorned two strings of precious pearls and jade pendants in a coquettish manner. They came to the entrance of the Heavenly Dao, but instead of going in, they just stared at the square in front of them.

A self-confessed astute glanced at Ye Heng who was surrounded by everyone, flatteringly said: "Young master, you also want to ask Ye Heng about cultivation? Why don't you go down and drive away the idlers? The space where Young Master and Young Master Ye spend together alone."

Xuanyuan Feng frowned: "Ye Heng?"

"That's right. The eldest son came here early in the morning, didn't he just wait for the young master Ye?"

"My subordinates have heard that there are quite a few people who are pursuing Young Master Ye recently and want to be a Taoist partner with Young Master Ye. If the eldest son really likes Young Master Ye, it's not easy to get it, and there are no other people."

Xuanyuan Feng snorted softly: "I'm not interested in going by yourselves."

All the monks looked at each other in blank dismay. Didn't the eldest son come here early in the morning to wait for the young master Ye? Who was it for?

Seeing how the eldest son kept stretching his neck and looking forward, he was clearly waiting for someone.

At this time, there was a bang at the entrance of the Heavenly Dao, and a young man came out slowly.

The young man was dressed in a black robe with sleeves, carrying a spiritual sword on his back, with a ponytail on the back of his head, thin and thin, he stepped out of the five-colored path refreshingly and neatly.There is a small peach blossom mole at the end of the eye, exuding dazzling colors under the sun.

The disciples gathered at the door suddenly lost their voices.

He looked at the boy involuntarily.

As the disciples of the fairy clan grow in cultivation, their appearance will gradually grow and change.Ye Heng was already considered a handsome young man with outstanding appearance and very eye-catching, but compared with the young man who just walked out in front of him, he still seemed a bit overshadowed.

The young man has snow skin and black hair, a pointed chin, and a pair of beautiful black eyes that seem to be carved out of the most precious gemstones in the world. Although he looks only about 16 years old, he is already an out-and-out beauty embryo.

The peach blossom mole at the end of the eye, as she grows older, has added a touch of evil spirit in addition to the spirit and purity.

One can't help being thrilled at first sight.

It's just that those overly beautiful eyes are cold at the moment, as if covered with a layer of frost and snow, which is somewhat incompatible with the delicacy and beauty of the young man.

"Zhao Zhao."

Xie Yiming shouted first.

Question: "Did you stay in Lian territory for a day and a night?"

The Heavenly Dao Refining Realm is only open during the time of Mao and Hai, and it will automatically close after the time of Hai. When you come out of the Heavenly Dao at this time, it is obviously locked in at night.

The boy is exactly Zhao Zhao.

After half a year of trials, Zhao Zhao has passed the ten trials of no situation, and every time he comes out of the illusion, there will be a frosty feeling in his eyes that belongs to no situation.

The tenth illusion, Zhao Zhao spent half a month before finally breaking through this morning.

At this moment, the physical strength is already a little weak.

Hearing Xie Yiming calling him, the ruthless coldness in Zhao Zhao's eyes faded a bit, he nodded, and said, "Accidentally fell asleep."

Everyone has long been familiar with this scene.

Because Zhaozhao was often trapped in the realm of kendo training due to poor cultivation, the longest time he came out was five days and five nights.

The way of heaven is all-encompassing, even if they are practicing in the same way, disciples rarely have the opportunity to encounter it, so even if they are trapped, they can basically only rely on self-help, and others cannot help.

Xie Yiming said: "Next time you should stay with us, how can you sleep in that kind of place."

Zhao Zhao said, "It depends on the situation."

"I don't have the same time as you."

Zhaozhao urgently needed to replenish his strength, so he greeted everyone briefly, and then walked out of the square.

Xuanyuan Feng, who was waiting at the bottom of the steps, immediately sat up straight, put away his dandyism, tapped his shoulders, pointed at a group of subordinates who also looked straight at him and cursed: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and catch up?"

The monks looked at each other.

What, the eldest son of their family is not looking at Ye Heng, but the young disciple of God of War?

That goblin?

A monk tactfully said: "Young master, that Si Zhao has a bad temper, last time he slashed the young master's shoulder with a sword..."

Eldest son, are you sure you want to provoke others?

Xuanyuan Feng had a fearless face: "Is this young master the kind of person who is always in a hurry and gives up lightly?"

"The little wild cat is just waving its paws, it's all for fun, what do you know?"

We don't understand, thought the monk.

With a wave of your paw, you can be beaten into a pig's head, if you really show off your power, how about it?

"Si Zhao!"

Zhao Zhao was walking on the mountain path when he heard a shout from behind.

Zhao Zhao didn't bother to look back, nor did he bother to stop, he just asked, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, you wait for me."

"I've been waiting for you all morning."

"I, I bought a gift and want to give it to you."

Zhao Zhao walks briskly, not wanting to talk to this idiot.

"Thank you."

"Need not."

"Young Master Xuanyuan, you should keep it to yourself."

"Oh, why are you so ruthless?"

"Don't you ask, what did I buy?"

"Sorry, not interested."

Xuanyuan Feng was about to say another word, but the figure of the young man flashed in front of him, and he was already ten feet away in an instant.

When he blinked again, even the shadow was gone.

"Son, this..."

Xuanyuan Feng was extremely irritable.

"What is this, don't hurry up!"

When Zhaozhao returned to the Hall of Thoughts, he fell headlong on the bed and fell into a deep sleep with his head covered.

Lingshu went in to look a few times, and as usual, poured some decoctions for Zhaozhao's spiritual energy, and then sat outside the hall to guard.

This is the case every time.

As long as he came out of the Dao Refining Realm that day, his cheap little son would sleep half-dead for a while, the time ranging from one to two days.

Fortunately, there is no need to have morning classes every day in the classroom, otherwise I would not be able to ask for leave.

After everyone else entered the Tao, they became more and more energetic day by day, but only my little son got injured all over his body every time.Those who didn't know thought that he didn't go to practice Taoism, but rolled in the sea of ​​swords and fire.

Lingshu couldn't forget it.

Entering the heaven for the first time, on the tenth day, Zhaozhao was lying in front of the Temple of Siguo covered in blood in the middle of the night.

Zhao Zhao was in good condition this time, she slept for most of the day and woke up in the afternoon.

Lingshu was overjoyed and asked: "Young master, do you want to eat something?"

Zhao Zhao shook his head.

After thinking for a while, he put on his shoes and said, "No need, I'll go find Master."

Now every time he breaks through, Zhao Zhao can clearly feel that certain emotional entanglements deep in his heart are unknowingly affected by the situationless situation, and are being sealed little by little.

Zhao Zhao is always worried that he will forget about his master before he reaches No. 30 five ways.

So every time after finishing the practice, Zhaozhao must look at Zhang Yuan's face like taking drugs, so as to offset the "negative" impact of no situation.

Lingshu thumped in his heart. Could it be that the young master wants to—— Lingshu reminded politely: "At this time, Your Majesty should take care of His Highness Mo Yu in the Forbidden Palace."

Now His Royal Highness Mo Yu's soul has returned to his place, and it is said that the primordial spirit is already awake, and I am afraid that it will not be long before people can wake up.

"so what?"

Zhao Zhao didn't care.

He just needs to take medicine.

Zhang Yuan's face is his medicine.

What can he do.

As long as you take the medicine and don't forget the master, as for what Zhang Yuan is doing, it has nothing to do with him.

Now Zhaozhao's way of "knocking" Master is also very direct, no longer tactfully trying to discuss it as usual, but directly hugging the quilt, and came to Xueyang Palace, like a bunny, wrapped himself into a ball, and slept in Changyuan on the bed.