It is obvious that Lu Hongyuan is not stupid when it comes to cultivating a body skill. He is just driven by his obsession in his heart.
Most people who have been reincarnated have this problem. If they don't know what they were like in their previous lives, and once they know what they were like in their previous lives, but it is difficult to achieve in this life, they will suddenly feel disappointed and depressed, which will make them more biased and their mood will be shaken.
This kind of love has already begun to appear in Lu Hongyuan.
"I have been taking this Pill of Falling Clouds for three years, but the Qi of Falling Clouds in my body has never reached its full limit." He felt depressed in his heart. Holding the pill in his palm, another thought came to his mind, "Although this Pill It's the first day of the month, but I can practice it completely without taking it three times each time, and I haven't felt tired since then. If it were changed to two or three times a month, would I be able to reach fullness faster? "
He had a strong foundation and took one Jiangyun every month. It had no effect on the meridians of the physical body, and he did not feel overwhelmed. Therefore, he also looked down upon Liu Xuan's instructions.
With the intention of trying, Lu Hongyuan put the elixir in his hand into his mouth. He had already taken one at the beginning of the month. It was now the first month of the month, and more than ten years had passed since the day he took the elixir. As long as nothing went wrong this time, he would be happy in the future. You can continue to try out your ideas.
As soon as the elixir entered, it immediately turned into a stream of water and flowed down from the throat. Just like what Lu Hongyuan had felt before, it turned into two qi, one warm and one cold, traveling through the meridians, making people feel uncomfortable and painful. But the pain was bearable, so he gritted his teeth and endured it. Before long, the two breaths began to intertwine and merge into a soft and light cloud, making Lu Hongyuan feel as if he were a fairy.
Before he could feel the joy in his heart due to the successful experiment, a murderous and brutal aura swept from all directions!
This breath was like a flood, causing the ground to collapse and the mountains to collapse. It quickly spread with an unstoppable force. Lu Hongyuan only felt a pair of invisible giants strangling his throat. His internal organs felt like they were falling, and his whole body was enveloped by this breath. After a few breaths of work, the cold that hit my back forced me to break out in cold sweat.
Yes, dare to do it in the Juwang Tower! ?
Lu Hongyuan was not the only one who was alarmed. This fierce aura could penetrate the Yunling Mansion and envelope the entire Juwang Tower. It was clearly noon, but it was like the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter on Hanxu Peak. Although there was no ice or snow, it was still deeply cold.
After returning to the monks, some Fenxuan and Ningyuan who were at a slightly lower level were frightened out of their wits by this pressure, and the true energy in their bodies boiled instantly to prevent themselves from falling to the ground softly.
There were real infants sitting in the watchtower, and they were all warriors who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Therefore, they did not lose their cool after seeing this. After slightly sensing the source of this cold murderous intention, they couldn't help but be surprised, stood up and walked up to Hanxu Peak. Walk away.
As soon as he stood up, the breath suddenly stopped. When the three true babies stood gracefully in Yunling Mansion, Zhao Chun also straightened his clothes and walked out of the mansion.
When she saw the person, she bowed first, with an upright and humble expression, and said in a warm voice: "Just now, I had a sudden change in the sword intention, and my breath was full, but I bothered the three seniors to rush over." She was neither humble nor humble when she spoke. He is tall and tall, standing as tall as green, and his bearing is outstanding.
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After the three true infants pondered what she said, it was not difficult to guess the identity of the woman in front of them. There were only two people with sword intentions in the watchtower. Except for Ji Wuxiu from the Taiyuan Taoist sect, there was only one who came here three years ago to experience slaying demons. Zhao Chun, the Sword Lord of Zhaoyan, died.
They looked at each other and felt dark in their hearts. Just now, even the monks in the late stage of the alliance had to retreat for three seconds. If they really fought, wouldn't this Zhaoyan Sword Lord be able to kill the enemy beyond the ranks?
It really shouldn’t be underestimated!
I thought that the geniuses that had emerged in the past few decades could be as famous as him, but now it seems that they are still far behind.
The three men then congratulated Zhao Chun. Seeing that there was no one here, they returned to the watchtower to comfort the frightened monks. Regardless of what others would do when they heard that the scene just now was caused by Zhao Chun's breakthrough, Zhao Chun himself turned to Liu Xuan. Go to Yunling Mansion where you are.
The military merit she has accumulated can be exchanged for many rare treasures. This time, it is best to leave it to the senior sister to refine it, so that she can get some elixirs that are beneficial to cultivating the power of the soul.
It is difficult to make progress in the sword in a short period of time. To cultivate Yuanshen, one is to be able to consolidate the Taoist God as soon as possible. After breaking through and integrating, the other is to prepare for condensing the heart of the sword.
After all, Zhao Shun was a layman in the alchemy world, so it would be better to ask Yifan Liu to see what elixirs were suitable for her.
As soon as we get close to the mansion, we have to argue (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 156: New grudges remain unsettled and old grudges arise
When the sound of quarrels came in, Zhao Chun stepped forward and heard the voice of one of the people. It was Liu Xuan's younger brother, Min Xiu, who always seemed a little reserved in front of him. The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, mixed with a bit of urgency and worry, and she said to a man:
"The last time Lu Zhenren asked for the spirit, it was in March. Now it's only January. Why do you want it again? My master has said that one pill a month is not much. If something goes wrong because of this, , I, Qichuan Sect, am such a small sect, I can’t afford to apologize to your sect.”
Min Xiu was anxious to be questioned, but he was worried about Lu Hongyuan's body. Now his face was flushed with anger, and he didn't dare to argue loudly with the man in front of him. He could only repeat what he said just now.
She had no choice but to stay in the Yuan Condensation Realm. The people sent by Lu Hongyuan were Fen Xuan Xiu. Perhaps because of this, Min Xiu also lost a bit of confidence when he spoke.
"How to take it is up to my master to decide. The girl only needs to take the medicine and spirit and ask Master Liu to make the elixir. Why do you need to ask more questions?" Chun Yuhu couldn't help but curse when he saw her pushing him in every possible way. She is so arrogant that she dares to show off in front of herself.
"I am not—"
"Whatever elixir Lu Hongyuan wants, just give it to him. Now that Senior Sister has made everything clear, if he comes out one day, the Yuecang Sect will not have the face to come and question him!"
Min Xiu paused slightly, followed the voice and looked towards him, then nodded respectfully and shouted, "I've seen Zhenren Zhao."
When Chunyu Hu suddenly heard this, he also felt that the person who spoke was very arrogant and loud. When he saw Min Xiuxing, he came back to his senses and realized that the monk in front of him was the Sword Lord Zhaoyan. He looked up and knew that this person could not afford to offend him, so he wanted to continue asking Min Xiu for pills based on these words.
However, he saw Zhao Chun's eyes dimming, moving up and down his face, and said in a cold tone: "What is your surname? What is the relationship between Chunyu Gui of the Renyang Sect and you?"
She saw that this man's face was very similar to that of Chun Yu Gui, except that his figure was more burly, almost like a man carved from the same mold, and the blood surging in his Dantian also had something to do with the Ren Yang insect Gu. Match!
She is a swordsman.
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Chapter 156: New grudges remain unsettled and old grudges arise
