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Sikong's family, in the villa. Sikong half language, the old monk is in a state of tranquility, with five hearts to the sky. The whole person exudes a terrible evil spirit, which pervades the whole room. If ordinary people break into the room, they will be scared by this evil spirit and lose their heart.

His second sword spirit was condensed with the spirit of killing. At one time, Sikong Banyu was a man stained with countless blood, and there were more than a million dead souls. Now, from the perspective of new cohesion and sword spirit, it is enough to release the breath of these two sword spirits in the face of some lower martial artists and friars, which is enough to subdue people without fighting.

"The second sword spirit, finally condensed." Sikong half language took a deep breath, his heart moved, countless spirit stones flew out of the ring, flying around him. With his hands tied, the aura of those spirit stones rushed to his Tanzhong acupoint like a torrent, and the second sword spirit condensed, which was the second elixir field opened up.

With the absorption of the aura in the spirit stone, Sikong's cultivation of Banyu increased rapidly with the speed visible to the naked eye, and soon crossed the boundary of the demigod peak and rushed into the divine realm, that is, the xiaodanyuan realm. However, this is not over. Sword practitioners take the promotion of Kendo as the foundation, and their accomplishments are only secondary. As long as the realm is reached and there is enough aura, they can absorb and improve their own cultivation without fear.

Now Sikong Banyu has condensed the second sword spirit, so his cultivation limit is the peak of Xiaodan Yuanjing. As long as he does not surpass such cultivation, there will be no situation beyond the control of the virtual high realm.

Looking at the heart of a stone, a piece of heart. In this world, spirit stone is not easy to get! If it was not for the inventory of Yin Tiangong, he would not have the opportunity to be a rich man. If it was not that the time of the battle with Zhang Lingyu was too close, he would not like to consume his precious spirit stone like this.

"Hoo..." At last, almost a quarter of the spirit stone was consumed, and his cultivation was finally promoted to the peak of Xiaodan Yuanjing. Looking at the shrinking spirit stone, Sikong felt a lot of pain. But feeling the full strength of the body, a little better.

"The next step is to condense the third sword spirit. The second sword spirit is condensed with the spirit of killing. With the evil spirit I have accumulated for many years, I can quickly complete it. As for the third sword soul... "

If he had been, he would have chosen to warm up naturally, but now he can't, because he has already known that his son of heaven's sword art is quite different from other swordsmanship. The cohesion of sword spirit needs the rudiment of sword spirit, which plays an important role in the future when he condenses his sword idea into the original state. In the previous life, he did not know. Therefore, he has been stuck here for so long It has to be progressive.

It's just that how to condense the spirit of the third sword and what kind of sword idea to condense it, we have to think about it.

"Yin Tiangong said that I didn't need to go to Kui Niu and let me wait in the capital. I don't know what the old man really means. Go out and have a look first." At the thought of this, Sikong Banyu stood up and opened the door of the secret room. Because the family was not only practicing by themselves, but ye Lingxin, they also set foot on the path of monks. Therefore, they secretly opened several cultivation rooms under the villa. Even Sikong Banyu's old mother didn't know about this place. After all, they were ordinary people, and some things were better if they didn't know.

"You Are you out? " Sikong half language just came out, saw the door of Cheng Ting suddenly stand up, face full of joy.

"Well? Cheng Ting, where are you? " Sikong asked in surprise.

"Ah?" Hearing this, Cheng Ting was stunned, and immediately her pretty face turned red. Her eyes flashed with panic. She even said, "I I'm just wandering around when I have nothing to do. I happen to meet you when I'm out of the customs. Um That's it, half language. What's the result of your closing up? "

"Is it?" Sikong half language looks at Cheng ting with half a smile, which makes Cheng Ting's face redder. She knows that she can't hide this clever guy, but she is so embarrassed that she simply lowers her head and stops talking.

Looking at Cheng Ting's appearance, Sikong Banyu couldn't help laughing. He walked forward and gently grasped her slender waist and said, "you are the most charming when you are gentle. If you have always been like this, how good it is!"

For Cheng Ting, who was a little neurotic before, Sikong Banyu was really a bit unbearable.

"Ah? I Is it really good? " Cheng Ting is filled with joy when she hears the speech. In fact, she knows that it's not that Sikong Banyu doesn't like her like that, but he sometimes doesn't have so much energy to care about. Although she doesn't participate in the external affairs, she more or less understands everything. Sikong Banyu has a heavy burden on him. He hopes to have a place to release pressure when he goes home.

"Well, of course, there are better ones."

"Well? Really? What's better? " Cheng Ting quickly asked, in fact, many people have said this, but from Sikong half language, she felt very happy.

"Body! Tut, this feeling... "

"Ah? Hooligans Scum... " Cheng ting a listen, immediately scold a, a shake off Sikong half language, run toward the outside, Qiao blush.

"Er..." Sikong half language looks at the run away Cheng Ting, can't help but feel the nose, this is almost old husband and wife, still need to be so shy? However, the shy appearance of the big witch is really delicious!"Hooligan, you don't know which little lover miss you, hum You'll know to be merciful. " As soon as Cheng Ting's voice appeared, he saw something flying towards Sikong Banyu. He reached out and held it. It was a pink invitation card. No wonder Cheng Ting thought it was a woman's thing. Pink seemed to be the exclusive color of women's home all the time!

However, Sikong Banyu looked at the color and couldn't help but feel a Ling, because he seemed to have seen it.

"Cheng Ting, who sent this Sikong half language asked aloud, but where there is Cheng Ting's figure, has already run out of shadow.

See no response, Sikong half language bitterly curled his lips, looked down at the pink invitation in his hand, opened and looked.

"Long moon, Huaxuan."

There is only one sentence on the invitation. There is no signature and no time. It is not like an invitation at all!

"Who sent the invitation? So weird? " Sikong Banyu frowned. In this era, if we meet alone, it is no longer popular, except for some kind of party.

"Long moon Huaxuan? What is this place? "

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