Chapter 43：

After condensing his breath, Su Yun stretched out and began to ponder the cultivation of the common axe technique.

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These days, the atmosphere in the White Moon Sect gradually changed.

It seems that they are warming up for the upcoming Zongmen Grand Competition, there are fewer people wandering around on weekdays, and the sword tower and training room are almost overcrowded.

Even, recently rumored in the sect that the young master uncle of Qingxuanfeng has begun to work hard.

As usual, take a walk every day, take a look here and there, and feel free to go.

But now for a long time, no Su Yun wandered down the mountain.

Everyone speculated that what happened to Qingxuanfeng now.

But when I want to return, the young master uncle has mediocre aptitude, even if he doesn't practice, he still has the name of the first big disciple of Yifeng.

Natural resources, environment, and so on.

Unlike them, a pill has to be broken into two halves to use it.

In a fantasy world, the weak eat the strong.

Although the atmosphere in the Baiyue Sect was harmonious, there were not so many intrigues.

But people with outstanding talents and powerful people are naturally treated differently.

For ordinary disciples, the Zongmen Grand Competition is like an opportunity to leap into a dragon.

Show off talent, achieve results, and luck. If any elder regards him as a closed disciple, everything will be different in the future.

Cultivation, three points of talent, three points of chance, three points of hard work, and one point is something mysterious and mysterious.

Like this, a month passed away quietly.

This day.

Qingxuanfeng, wooden house.

A sharp air rose into the sky, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, turning into sharp sharp edges and dispersing them all around.

Leng Yiyi stood in a clearing with a sword, unmoved, with a natural momentum.

The sound of swords breaking through the air rang out in the air, and in an instant, an icy chill came, killing and terrifying!

The sword is great!

The road to kendo starts from the most basic swordsmanship, and the next level is sword power.

After condensing the sword power, the swordsmanship is no longer restricted to fixed moves.

Each blow condenses the essence of this set of swordsmanship, forming a unique momentum, using momentum to overwhelm others and breaking moves with momentum.

The sword power is mysterious and mysterious, and people who are not talented can not comprehend it.

Leng Yiyi was born with a sword body, and under the influence of the sword tower, the sword intent in his body was awakened.

"My junior sister is too evil!"

Seeing Leng Yiyi dancing sword in the distance, Su Yun couldn't help but let out a sigh.

It has only been more than a month, and Leng Yiyi has jumped from a novice Xiaobai to an outstanding sword repairman on Qingxuan Peak.

This trick makes him much better than him.

Su Yun only taught Leng Yiyi for three days at first, and then the realm of swordsmanship was surpassed by the latter.

He once again realized what a natural sword repair is.

With such a terrifying talent, coupled with the Spirit Gathering Array laid by Liu Jiu'er, now Leng Yiyi's cultivation has reached the peak of the spiritual realm, and he has overwhelmed the great brother of Qingxuanfeng on the bright side.

Su Yun shook his head secretly, his mood was calm and there were no waves.

"A pot of wine, a sword at ease."

He poured himself a glass of wine and muttered.

When he first crossed over, he never thought of becoming an admired sword repairman?

Isn’t it happy to hold the sword and live a life freely?

Unfortunately, the difference between people is bigger than the difference between people and pigs.

When someone holds a sword, it is sword repair, and it is unique.

If you hold a sword, it is called a fire stick, playing a monkey and watching a show.

"Brother!"

Su Yun was cut off by a bare hand before he even drank the wine.

Liu Jiu'erfeng stared: "You are lazy here again!"

"Haha~ Junior Sister Jiu'er, come here, sit down and have a drink with the senior brother." Su Yun smiled heartily.

"Brother, you." Liu Jiu'er helped her forehead.

She didn't know what to say.

Obviously, Su Yun arranged a superior spirit gathering array.

There is also the support of the holy order.

There are a lot of elixirs.

But why didn't the brother practice?

Liu Jiu'er had already determined that Su Yun must be carrying some kind of Taoism on his back.

Such a person, as long as the cultivation base is up, the artistic conception will naturally appear.

Natural Dao Body!

I don't know how many people in Upper Realm envy.

You know, cultivation qualifications can be improved, and even blood can be replaced by secret methods.

It is difficult to take tricks only with Taoist artistic conception.