Chapter 159: Addicted to Cultivation
However, as the rain continued, Lu Zhanyuan chuckled, and the sunspot hit the ground with a "pop", which directly determined the outcome.
"Yuanlong, Yuanlong, you are in trouble again."
There was no "underhanded move" in this game, Zhuge Yuanlong just bluffed himself.
Elder Yuanlong sighed. He had just been thinking about guarding against the opponent's "underhanded moves", but he didn't pay much attention to the chessboard.
"Great Elder, playing chess with you is really tiring."
"Then you are still looking for me? Why, are you addicted to being abused?" The boy in Taoist robe asked with a smile. But Zhuge Yuanlong said the truth:
“It’s just a way to polish your mind.”
But having said that, what Elder Yunlong thinks in his heart is not that simple. During the period of playing chess with the great elder, he has experienced the "hidden chess method", "space hiding method", "automatic movement of pieces on the chessboard", etc. There are all kinds of strange spells, and it is absolutely impossible to say that I don't feel a little unhappy.
And Lu Zhanyuan naturally knew his purpose of sharpening his mind, so he deliberately made so many tricks.
Afterwards, the two started a new game again.
"Great Elder, why haven't you seen that boy these days?"
Since Yi Xifeng came back from the Kingdom of Beasts, he has shone brightly. He single-handedly faced off against three masters of the Dacheng Realm, and was still invincible. This strength was enough to attract the attention of the senior officials of the Zhenwu Dao Palace. .
"That kid is practicing on the back mountain."
"Cultivation?" After hearing what the great elder said, Zhuge Yuanlong suddenly frowned. Yi Xifeng had just returned from the Kingdom of Beasts. Logically speaking, he should cultivate for a while and calm himself down instead of rushing for success.
"Great Elder, you should let him cultivate for a while. If such a good young man makes any mistakes during his cultivation, it will be a great loss to the sect."
However, Elder Lu did not take it seriously. He said bluntly:
"You don't know, the skills this boy has fused are very weird, and his self-healing ability is no worse than those panaceas. Moreover, this boy is not stupid, so you don't have to worry about anything going wrong."
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On the mountain behind the Zhenwu Dao Hall, Yi Xifeng dug out all the techniques and moves he had memorized in the Divine Realm Capital. Ever since he became the guest elder of the Zhenwu Dao Hall, he had been running to the Sutra Pavilion day and night. Over the past few years, he has memorized almost half of the techniques in the Sutra Pavilion, and now it is time to take them out and practice them.
"Ti Feng Sword Formation", "Ling Hua Sword Technique", "Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword Technique", "Leading Thunder Sword Technique" and so on. Of course, we do not practice every one of these sword techniques, but look for those that compare with each other. Suitable for your own research.
For example, "Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword" and "Youlong Zhenyi" are both more suitable for him. The former has the Thirteen Swords of Chasing the Wind as a reference, and the latter has the foundation of Youlong Taichi style. Compared with those beginners, He was much smoother.
The fair young man held the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand and kept swinging it, trying to find the secret of the Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword. However, after practicing hundreds of times, he still found nothing.
"Your swordsmanship is quite interesting." Xizhou Sword Sword Spirit suddenly said something coldly, which made Yi Xifeng, who was practicing Xiaoyao Jinghong Sword, couldn't help but look sideways.
"What should I say?" Yi Xifeng wiped the sweat from his head and asked breathlessly.
"Haha, other sword techniques have people driving the sword to move, but this move has the sword driving people to move. I think the person who created this technique must be a wonderful person."
After mentioning this, the fair young man immediately understood. No wonder he always felt that Ye Jian Hanxing was about to escape his control when he was working on his internal energy just now. It turned out to be this reason.
"Senior means to let the sword play freely, and I just need to follow its movement, right?"
"Haha, you will know what is right and wrong once you try it."
As soon as he heard this, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but click his tongue. This sword spirit is good at everything, but he likes to show off, but he still needs to practice his swordsmanship.
The fair-skinned young man walked to a stone wall with the sword in hand, and then tried to keep his body relaxed. Then, a stream of light golden inner energy shuttled between the various meridians, and finally gathered at a point in the palm of his hand and flowed into the sword body.
"Xiaoyao Jing...hey!"
Just halfway through the low shout, the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand suddenly seemed to be out of control, dragging Yi Xifeng's body straight towards the stone wall.
There was a "boom" and dust flew up.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, they saw that the fair young man's entire right arm had been submerged into the wall along with the sword body. If his left palm hadn't supported the wall in time, he would have been buried by now.
I have mastered the swordsmanship, but my internal energy has been instilled a little too much.
"It seems that I will have to practice more and get used to it in the future."
Then, there was a loud shout, and Yi Xifeng's veins suddenly popped out, and then he pulled hard and pulled his arm out of the crack in the stone, but the Night Sword Hanxing was stuck inside.
After pulling out his arm, the fair young man first used the Nine Yang Divine Demonic Art to repair the scars on his arm. After moving his muscles, he suddenly punched the stone wall with a punch.
"God and Demon Power!"
There was a loud bang, and the stone wall suddenly cracked, and then with a "bang", the entire five feet deep of the stone wall was broken into pieces of small stones. There was only a crisp "crack" sound, and the night Jian Hanxing also fell to the ground.
Fortunately, there was no one around. The Zhenwu Dao Hall had regulations that prohibited disciples from opening caves in the back mountain without permission.
"Fortunately, the hole is not big." Yi Xifeng picked up the Hanxing Sword and hurriedly retreated. He looked at the hole in front of him and the gravel on the ground, and suddenly felt speechless. It was impossible to fill it up again. I can only think of other ways.
…
A stick of incense passed by in a hurry. At this time, the originally damaged stone wall seemed to be restored to its original state, but if someone observed carefully, some clues could still be found.
Yi Xifeng patted the dust on his hands, laughed, and said to Xizhou:
"It's done! How about it, Senior Sword Spirit, please give us your evaluation."
"Haha, it's okay for you to deceive ordinary disciples with your illusory formation, but if the person coming is an inner elder of the sect, he will be able to see through it at a glance."
Although the fair young man was ridiculed by the other party, he was not discouraged. This was the best solution he could think of.
"Well, I can't break the stone into powder and then transform it into reinforced concrete, right?"
Xizhou Sword Spirit frowned and asked, "What is 'reinforced concrete'?"
"Um...a composite material. Anyway, it has everything in it."
As he spoke, Yi Xifeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He quickly picked up the Hanxing Sword and walked towards the stone wall again.
(End of chapter)
