Chapter Seventy-One: Ask

The morning sun tore through the night sky, and a red sun mischievously revealed a semicircular silhouette from the distant eastern horizon, and finally slowly rose to reveal a complete circle. Suddenly, wisps of warm and bright glow projected from the distant heavenly dome, passing through the layers of clouds, shining on the Xuantian Continent, and also shining in the Heavenly Spirit Sect in the territory of the Divine Wind Dynasty.

Everything is awakened and full of vitality, and a dynamic scene of thousands of weather is slowly unfolding like a picture scroll.

In the attic, on the soft bed, Ye Xuan was still sleeping soundly with a sweet face. It wasn't until a ray of bright sunlight shone on the delicate and handsome cheeks through the clear window that Ye Xuan's eyelashes trembled slightly. Finally, he slowly raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stretched out his arms.

Ye Xuan jumped off the soft bed, tidied up the bed quilt, and then washed up briefly, and after swallowing all the snacks on the table into his stomach, he patted his little stomach with some satisfaction.

After straightening out some messy clothes, Ye Xuan began to go downstairs. After walking downstairs, he found that Mu Hua was already preparing to go out. Mu Hua also stopped the footsteps that were about to step out of the door when he heard the sound of going downstairs, and turned his head to look.

"Senior Brother Mu Hua, you have to go out to cultivate so early. Ye Xuan smiled at Mu Hua at the door and said hello. Mu Hua retracted his steps, looking at Ye Xuan, who was ruddy and full of energy, he couldn't help but show a gentle smile, he said a little jokingly, "There's no way, if you don't work hard to cultivate, you can't even see your back." ”

Ye Xuan also smiled a little wryly after hearing Mu Hua's words, and finally Mu Hua waved goodbye to Ye Xuan, walked out of the attic, and walked in the direction of the Gathering Spirit Attic. Ye Xuan looked at Mu Hua's distant back, and a slight inexplicable look appeared on his face.

Originally, before the two entered the inner door, their strength levels were about the same, but after entering the inner door, the gap between the two gradually appeared, and finally slowly widened. That's why Mu Hua wants to cultivate so hard, and wants to catch up with Ye Xuan again.

After letting the thoughts in his heart surge for a moment, Ye Xuan also shook his head and suppressed all those thoughts. He looked up at the attic, and a figure in a black dress was like a beautiful butterfly, slowly coming towards Ye Xuan with light steps.

The shadow in the black dress gradually appeared in Ye Xuan's sight from far and near, when Ye Xuan clearly saw the black shadow, he was also a little surprised in his heart, what was the reason why she came to find him?

The girl in the black dress outside the attic courtyard approached as she approached, obviously seeing Ye Xuan who was standing at the door, and then a bright smile appeared on her delicate cheeks, like a lily blooming in the dark night, eye-catching, extremely pleasing to the eye. A moment later, the girl in the black dress had already walked through the courtyard and came to Ye Xuan's approach, and the girl in the black dress with a smile like a flower was none other than Murong Meng.

As Murong Meng approached. Ye Xuan also sensed the faintly exposed Xuan Qi fluctuations in her body, and the fluctuations of that Xuan Qi became much stronger than the Xuan Qi fluctuations she had participated in the heaven-level mission before. Ye Xuan thought about it for a while, and thought that Murong Meng should have taken the jade spirit fruit she got and broke through to the Seven-Rank Cultivation Xuan Realm, it should not be long after the breakthrough, and the aura on her body was not perfectly hidden. That's why Ye Xuan was able to feel her current strength realm so easily.

Murong Meng stood in front of Ye Xuan, raised her beautiful eyes like a pool of autumn water, and looked at Ye Xuan's eyes. Ye Xuan's gaze collided with it and was slightly stunned, there seemed to be thousands of soft water in her eyes that entangled Ye Xuan's gaze, Ye Xuan hurriedly shifted his gaze elsewhere, and there was also an unnatural look on his face, but he was quickly suppressed by Ye Xuan.

"Is there anything you need my help with when you came to me?" Ye Xuan asked Murong Meng, who was standing in front of him. Being stared at by Ye Xuan's gaze like this, a trace of shyness flashed on Murong Meng's smooth cheeks. Like a flash in the pan, Ye Xuan was slightly amazed in an instant.

But she immediately suppressed the shyness in her heart, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, and her red lips opened lightly, like the crisp sound of a clear spring in the mountains resounding in Ye Xuan's ears, pleasant to the ear. "I have encountered some difficulties in the process of cultivating a mystical art, and there are some things that I really can't understand, so I want you to help me see if my cultivation method is wrong, so I can't successfully cultivate it. ”

As soon as Murong Meng's words fell, Ye Xuan felt a little stunned, there is a mentor in the sect who specializes in guiding the cultivation of occult arts, if there is a problem. You can go to those mentors at any time, it's just that you have to pay some spiritual values, but the spiritual values should not be lacking for Murong Meng now. She didn't go to a mentor for guidance, so she probably had her reasons.

Seeing that Ye Xuan's face was stunned, Murong Meng could also think of what Ye Xuan was thinking, and couldn't help but open his mouth to explain to Ye Xuan, "The mystic art I cultivate does not belong to the sect, it is what I brought from home, and the cultivation method is not passed on, those masters in the sect may not know how to help me." ”

"Uh... Then how do you know that I can help you?" Ye Xuan said to Murong Meng with a wry smile.

"I don't know, but my gut tells me you can help me. And you're one of the few people I know in the sect, so I trust you more," Murong Meng said.

Ye Xuan also had a black line on his face when he heard Murong Meng's answer like this, could this be a woman's sixth sense?

"Okay then, but I don't dare give you a packing ticket, but I'll do my best. Murong Meng said so, and Ye Xuan did not refuse, but told her that he could not help her find out the problem 100%.

"Well, thank you, this is the occult art I practiced, you can help me see if I can find anything unusual. Seeing that Ye Xuan agreed, Murong Meng also showed a sweet smile, and then took out a scroll from the storage bag hanging between her slender waist.

Ye Xuan took the scroll from Murong Meng's slender jade hand, and when Murong Meng handed the scroll to Ye Xuan's hand, it was inevitable that it would touch Ye Xuan's palm, and suddenly Ye Xuan felt a delicate touch that was as warm as jade, soft and boneless, Ye Xuan's heart rippled slightly, but Ye Xuan hurriedly suppressed this same emotion in his heart. When Murong Meng touched Ye Xuan's palm, the gentle touch with a little warmth made Murong Meng's pretty face pass a little shy.

Ye Xuan's gaze fell on the scroll handed over by Murong Meng, but he didn't notice the expression on Murong Meng's face, and missed this amazing scene.

The whole body of the scroll is pitch black, and the whole body is cold and lubricated, and it feels very comfortable to hold in the hand. The scroll is engraved with large golden characters, three grades of mysticism: Sword Taiji.

Ye Xuan's heart was slightly moved, Murong Meng could have such a high-level occult technique, but she showed it to herself so easily, it seemed that she really trusted herself. Ye Xuan raised his eyes and looked at Murong Meng, Murong Meng nodded gently, and Ye Xuan's palm slowly pulled the black scroll to both sides.

The cultivation method of this occult technique was presented in front of Ye Xuan's eyes, and Ye Xuan read it carefully, and his brows were also tightly locked. The cultivation method of this occult technique is also quite faint and obscure, no wonder Murong Meng is difficult to understand, come and ask yourself. However, Ye Xuan was also confused, but as time went by, Ye Xuan's understanding became deeper and deeper, and his brows gradually relaxed, but there were still some things in it that he didn't understand.

Murong Meng saw Ye Xuan's brows furrowed for a while, and her brows stretched for a while, and her palms were also filled with fragrant sweat, clenching her pink fists tightly, and looking at Ye Xuan quietly.

This mystic technique is to outline the sword qi into a Tai Chi pattern, after the outline is successful, it can be attacked and defended, with the miraculous effect of four or two thousand catties, and the opponent's attack can be returned to about two percent, which is indeed a good occult art in this regard.

But if you want to outline a Tai Chi pattern, you must go smoothly and in one go, without the slightest pause in the middle, otherwise you will directly lose your efforts. This is also the most difficult place, at this time, if the operation of Xuan Qi cannot keep up, it can only fall short in the end.

Just when Ye Xuan was at a loss and had a sad face, a childish voice came out of his body. Ye Xuan was suddenly taken aback, it was Xiao Tian's voice, Ye Xuan was overjoyed, how could he forget Xiao Tian, he is a sword spirit, and he can best understand the use of swords.

"Brother Xuan, you can ask your friend to gather all the Xuan Qi on the body of the sword first, and then outline the Tai Chi pattern, so that there will not be a situation where the Xuan Qi will not have time to supply and stagnation. Xiao Tian appeared on the tip of the sword and reminded Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was as clear as the clouds opened to see the moon, he raised his head and said to Murong Meng, "I seem to already know how to outline the Tai Chi pattern." ”

Murong Meng was also happy, and a bright smile bloomed on his pretty face again, like the dazzling stars on the sky dome in the summer night, and like a lily in quiet bloom that was pleasing to the eye, Ye Xuan was fiercely amazed.

"Really? Great!"