Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xu Yuan carefully felt the strange feeling coming from his body after his realm was broken through.
Breaking through the iron body and condensing the soul is the first big bottleneck on the road to spiritual practice.
Not everyone can practice the mind soul. Secret technique, understanding, and qualifications are all indispensable.
The mind soul, which originates from the sea of consciousness, is almost a qualitative leap in improving the five senses of the cultivator, and the solidified mind soul that can leave the body can almost be used as telekinesis.
Although the concentration of Soul Condensing Soul will not be too strong for the first time, it can still cause some trouble to the enemy in battle.
When fighting, a moment of trance can be the difference between life and death.
But this is an ordinary cultivator.
The mind and soul of the innate Taoist body can leave the body from the beginning of cultivation, and the use of the mind and soul has long been integrated into Xu Yuan's life.
Because of this, Xu Yuan didn't feel much about his mind and soul, he just felt a little more solid. The strange feeling in his body was more from the source of energy in his body.
It's like a dam bursting, and the reserves of Yuan Qi are much greater.
Moreover, these source Qi are not only abundant in quantity, but also seem to have experienced the compression of the mind and soul at the time of breakthrough and become extremely condensed.
While thinking about it, Xu Yuan put on his boots and walked out of the room.
He could feel that his basic strength was much stronger than when he was in the Iron Body Realm.
It is in response to a saying circulated among ordinary practitioners,
Under the condensed soul, everyone is mortal.
In the eyes of ordinary Great Yan people or low-level cultivators, the Soul Condensation Realm is already terrifying.
In some small aristocratic families, they can already be worshiped.
After all, with Xu Yuan's oral instructions, the steward of the Xu Mansion in Jingjiang could only call on a few cultivators of the seventh-level bone training realm and the sixth-level iron body cultivator to kill the former protagonist Qin Mo. You have to apply for a report.
After gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan stood up silently, put on his boots and prepared to go to his uncle to practice.
Although the Soul Condensing Realm was considered very strong, Xu Yuan had no real feelings about breaking through the Soul Condensing Realm.
Even if I can feel that my strength has improved visibly, it still doesn't feel real.
Walking out of the wing in silence,
Stepping onto the stone road in silence,
He took a few steps in silence.
Then,
A figure in green clothes appeared next to him.
Very abrupt,
There was no one there before you blinked, and suddenly they appeared after you blinked.
Look,
Climbing from the sewer of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the floor tiles, what real feeling could he have?
Xu Changge didn't speak, Xu Yuan also became silent, and the two brothers walked toward the outside of the inner court in silence.
After walking out of the inner court and looking at the greenery in the courtyard, Xu Changge suddenly asked nonchalantly:
"Breakthrough?"
Xu Yuan looked sideways at the person beside him:
"what?"
Xu Changge frowned:
"I heard something going on here, come and ask."
Xu Yuan looked away and choked:
"Can't you tell with your cultivation level? Do you have to come over and ask, are you sick?"
Hearing this, Xu Changge's eyes changed, as if he was ready to walk away, but he held back:
"Changtian, since you have made a breakthrough, I naturally have to come and take care of you as a brother."
Xu Yuan stared at Xu Changge with a strange look. He slowly raised a finger, pointed at Xu Changge, then pointed at himself, and tilted his head.
"." Xu Changge had no expression on his face.
Xu Yuan suddenly sneered:
"Xu Changge, did you take the wrong medicine?"
"."Xu Changge.
Xu Yuan turned sideways and patted Xu Changge on the shoulder:
"Don't be afraid. Although my cultivation speed is very fast, I won't beat you until I reach Yuanchu."
Xu Changge took a deep breath, stared at Xu Yuan, and his breath began to leak out:
"Changtian, you dared to fight Yuanchu as soon as you entered Ninghun. It's very good."
Xu Yuan sneered, looked behind Xu Changge, and said:
"Father, Xu Changge's brain is all about muscles, you don't care?"
Xu Changge was stunned for a moment. If his father came over, he really wouldn't be able to sense it, so he calmed down and turned around.
"."Xu Changge.
The huge courtyard was empty, and there was no sign of my father.
Xu Changge looked back with a smile, only to see Xu Yuan behind him had raised his sword.
Step on the void and kill!
"."Xu Changge.
People are gone.
Seeing his third brother disappearing on the spot, Xu Changge was trembling with anger. He clenched his fists and looked in the direction of the northwest sword pavilion, as if he was considering whether to chase after the boy and beat him up.
But after a while,
Xu Changge suddenly chuckled:
"Really, it's still the same as before. I still want to follow and persuade my uncle to be gentle. Now it seems that it is better to let this kid enjoy it slowly."
Saying,
Xu Changge took out two bottles of elixirs that strengthened the body and strengthened the body, sent them towards Xu Yuan's room, shook his head and flew back to his courtyard.
Prime Minister's Mansion, northwest, Jiange.
Then the saint's soul power teleported a hundred feet, and Xu Yuan's figure suddenly appeared on the top of the sword pavilion.
It was very sudden, but as soon as his front legs appeared, a white-clothed figure Sheng Xue also appeared on the top of the sword pavilion.
It should be faster than Xu Changge, but it is the same for Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan behaved very respectfully towards Feng Jiuxuan:
"Uncle, I made a breakthrough."
Feng Jiuxuan glanced slightly, with a touch of relief in his eyes:
"Soon, good."
Xu Yuan grinned:
"In addition to various elixirs, there are also medicated diets and medicated baths to assist. Naturally, the cultivation speed will be faster."
It took Xu Yuan him less than a year to progress from a white body to a condensed soul. In addition to his own talent, he also had almost inexhaustible training resources.
Poor in literature and rich in martial arts.
The reason why you are not strong enough is often because you do not have enough krypton.
It’s nice to enjoy the shade under the big tree.
Xu Yuan spent countless amounts of money on his cultivation, especially after returning to the Imperial Capital. The total amount of money he spent since his cultivation has reached 400,000 taels.
There may be no other person in the world who can take drugs like him, not even the current prince.
Looking forward to the future, the cultivation resources he has used now are enough to train several powerful masters, but now they are only used to allow him, a rookie, to quickly improve his cultivation.
If he continues to take drugs and practice like this to reach the third level of Grand Master, he will have to spend at least one million silver taels from his father to get started.
Feng Jiuxuan didn't know whether it was okay or not, so he turned to say with slight interest:
"The sword skill you had just now had some skills, as if you teleported here."
Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this:
"It was founded by a genius with extraordinary talent. It is indeed very strong."
Feng Jiuxuan asked simply and neatly:
"A genius with a celestial appearance?"
Xu Yuan smiled slightly: "It's Qin Mo who Xu Changge went to Jingjiang Mansion to kill."
"That remnant of the Burial Village? The eighth-level cultivation master created such a technique."
Feng Jiuxuan's eyes showed a hint of solemnity: "At the same level, your brother may not be his opponent. If he is allowed to grow up, he will really be in trouble."
Xu Yuan spread his hands:
"Dead people don't grow."
Two figures stood on the top of the pavilion. The sky was clear and the early summer wind was blowing gently.
Feng Jiuxuan's narrow eyes brought a hint of smile. He didn't say more on this matter, but asked:
"Changtian, are you ready now?"
Xu Yuan was a little strange:
"Ah? What are you preparing for? Uncle, didn't you ask me to come to you after I break through the fifth level?"
Feng Jiuxuan's eyes were a little strange:
"Didn't Changge tell you?"
Xu Yuan's eyes twitched and he answered resolutely: "No."
Feng Jiuxuan seemed to understand something. He glanced helplessly at the three nephews, patted Xu Yuan on the shoulder, jumped down from the attic:
"You'll know it's the same once it starts, so come down first."
The sword pavilion is about forty feet high and is the tallest building in the Prime Minister's Mansion. It contains countless magical weapons.
Xu Yuan was not in a hurry to jump, as his strength did not allow it. He stood on the edge and looked at the distance from the ground.
It could probably kill forty witchers, but it shouldn't kill him.
Thinking about it, Xu Yuan moved carefully and landed heavily on the ground.
In front of the sword pavilion is a huge martial arts field, about the size of two football fields.
This is also a restricted area in the Prime Minister's Mansion, only for Feng Jiuxuan to learn sword skills.
After all, it is the dojo of the sword master.
After landing,
Xu Yuan's feet were a little numb. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Jiuxuan standing in the middle of the martial arts arena, staring at him calmly and saying:
"Changtian, try swinging your sword at me."
"Swinging a sword?"
Xu Yuan was a little puzzled and asked in a low voice: "Is it like before in the inner court?"
Feng Jiuxuan shook his head and said in a soft voice:
"It's up to you to swing it however you want. As long as you can swing the sword at me, Changtian, you can use Luo Daofan's soul power."
Hearing this, although Xu Yuan was still a little confused, he didn't say anything more and first estimated the distance.
The distance between this uncle and him was about twenty feet.
Let’s use the old routine first.
Stepping on the void + blood ink jade.
After making up his mind, Xu Yuan raised the Qingyu Sword to his chest and stared at Feng Jiuxuan, who was not far away and pressed his thumb on the hilt of the sword.
As soon as their eyes met,
Xu Yuan suddenly felt like he was flying, and while flying, he saw a headless body dressed in blood.
Vision falls into darkness
I don’t know how much time has passed,
When I woke up from a coma, I saw a prosperous starry sky.
Very beautiful.
But the trembling feeling of complete death still remained in Xu Yuan's body.
Not near death, but the complete despair when dying.
Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Xu Yuan slowly sat up:
"Hahu. I... I died just now...? No, it's impossible for my uncle to kill me."
"Are you awake?" Feng Jiuxuan's calm voice came from not far away.
Xu Yuan turned his eyes and looked at him, his voice trembling uncontrollably:
"Uncle, what was that...what was that just now?"
Feng Jiuxuan smiled slightly and said in a gentle voice:
"A way to use the sword's will."
Xu Yuan thought of the hallucination that Big Ice Tuozi and Ying'er had caused him when he just traveled through time.
Once the head was cut off, and once the hand was cut off.
Barely supporting himself, Xu Yuan asked tentatively:
"I experienced this feeling with Ran Qingmo and Ying'er before I started practicing, but I remember it didn't feel real."
Feng Jiuxuan shook his head, his eyes soft:
"It's different. What you said is probably just an illusion caused by coercion, while my "intention" can directly cause harm to people."
Kill someone with one glance.
Xu Yuan thought for a moment and asked:
"Uncle, you asked me to cultivate until my soul is condensed before coming here, is it because you are afraid that my soul will collapse?"
"There is this consideration."
Feng Jiuxuan nodded and pointed to the Qingyu Sword that fell aside: "Let's continue."
Xu Yuan stood there obediently and did not move.
Feng Jiuxuan chuckled when he saw this:
"Don't worry, uncle, I will be gentler. This is to train your perception of intention."
Xu Yuan still didn't move.
Just kidding, he's not stupid. Once he picks it up, he probably has to move his head again.
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Xu Yuan smiled and asked cautiously:
"Uncle, aren't we talking about practicing swordsmanship? And there's that sword-yun from Tianmen Mountain."
"You must first perceive the "intention" before you can use the sword Yun." Feng Jiuxuan explained: "And as long as you master this thing, you won't find out after other people's moves hit you in the future."
Xu Yuan still didn't move and looked around.
Feng Jiuxuan said with a smile:
"Changtian, don't look away and pick up the sword. Your father has already handed you over to me. Even if he comes to stop, it will be useless.
"Uncle, I have the final say here."
Silence for several breaths.
Xu Yuan finally chose to bend down to pick up the sword, thinking that not looking into his uncle's eyes would help him feel better.
Just as I was thinking about it, as soon as I picked up the sword, the person was gone again.
Ten days later,
Xu Yuan found that apart from experiencing various ways to die, Xu Yuan had no idea what the "meaning" in his uncle's words was.
wake up again,
Looking at Feng Jiuxuan who was still standing in the center of the field without moving at all, Xu Yuan missed his eldest brother Xu Changge very much.
This uncle is more ruthless than Xu Changge!
The full moon hung high in the sky, Xu Yuan sat paralyzed in the field,
Having been beheaded all the time, his mentality has changed a little bit.
In short, think about it.
Be quiet for a moment,
Xu Yuan suddenly said in his heart:
"Old man Luo, how can this thing be broken?!"
The uncle also said that he could borrow Old Man Luo's power.
Although he is in despair now, this old man is also a saint after all, and he should have a way to deal with it.
When Old Man Luo heard this, he answered very bachelorly:
"Simple, tell your uncle not to chop your head off directly, and just experience it a few more times."
"What's the meaning?"
"literal meaning."
After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan asked in his heart:
"If you were asked to hide, could you escape?"
"Of course, your uncle means you can avoid it now."
"Then you control my body and hide for a while?" Xu Yuandao.
Old Man Luo had a strange voice:
"Significant?"
"At least demonstrate."
"Okay, relax."
Old Man Luo agreed immediately, with a hint of eagerness in his voice:
"Old man, I also want to see how strong the young man is now."
Feng Jiuxuan, who had been standing in the middle of the field waiting for Xu Yuan to stand up, suddenly raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but his eyes showed a hint of interest as he stared at Xu Yuan.
in silence,
Old Man Luo slowly picked up the Qingyu Sword from the ground.
In silence,
The Qingyu Sword in his hand was slightly raised, as if he was fighting something.
But it's a pity that Xu Yuan, a rookie, can't see it.
Under the control of Old Man Luo, the cold light from the sword blade danced like a butterfly under the moonlight.
suddenly,
My uncle, who had not moved all this time, suddenly turned his head slightly, as if something was flying past.
But this time, Xu Yuan vaguely saw it.
It's not Qi, it's an inexplicable shadow.
