Looking at Murong Meng, who had a bright smile on his delicate face in front of him, Ye Xuan was also slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little intoxicated, and the sunlight outside the attic courtyard seemed to have dimmed a lot under this bright smile. A cloud suddenly drifted in the distance, quietly obscuring the glowing sun.

A light snort exploded in Ye Xuan's ears, and Ye Xuan was also awakened from his intoxicated state, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Murong Meng in front of him staring at him with a blushing face. The shy appearance of such a little girl, even Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. However, Ye Xuan's concentration was still outstanding, and after a slight gaffe, he was quickly restored to his calm and calm appearance before.

"Let's go into the courtyard, which is more open and well demonstrated. Ye Xuan said to Murong Meng, and then without waiting for Murong Meng to reply, he walked past her with steps. After the gaffe just now, Ye Xuan was already a little afraid to look into Murong Meng's eyes. The gentle water that seems to contain thousands of inadvertent will completely surround him and let him indulge in it.

But the moment Murong Meng passed by Ye Xuan's side, he seemed to see Ye Xuan's somewhat reddened ears, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, and then followed Ye Xuan's footsteps to the center of the courtyard.

After Ye Xuan stood still under a big tree in the courtyard, he turned to look at Murong Meng in front of him, and said to her, "You cast this mystic technique first, I will carefully observe your way of casting the mystical technique, and then I will help you improve it, what do you think?"

"Well, okay. Murong Meng did not object, and lightly tapped his elegant snow-white chin.

So she took a step forward, took out her soft sword from the storage bag hanging from her slender waist, and she slashed it out, and the slender soft sword suddenly became straight, flashing with a sharp cold light in the sun, and the cold light of the forest emanated. Ye Xuan looked sideways slightly, his eyes carefully observing every step of Murong Meng's occult technique.

Murong Meng danced with a sword, turning his snow-white wrist in the air, and the slender soft sword in his hand cut a cold light in the air. Murong Meng's Hao wrist rotated slightly along a strange arc, and the Xuan Qi in his body was injected into the slender soft sword along the delicate jade arm, and finally shot out. Under the control of Murong Meng, he floated in the void and slowly sketched a Tai Chi pattern along a sleek arc, but just when he was about to meet each other head and tail at the end, there was an extremely short stagnation, and the Tai Chi pattern that was about to be completed suddenly dissipated in the air.

Murong Meng was also a little discouraged when she saw this scene, every time she came to this step before, she would fall short, and there was also a little helplessness on her pretty face. Gently wiped away the fragrant sweat that appeared on her forehead, obviously the occult art she had just cast also had a lot of consumption on her, she turned around and looked at Ye Xuan with beautiful eyes.

Ye Xuan smiled at her without waves, and then walked over to her and stood side by side with her. "I have seen the situation just now, and at the last moment, it seems that the Xuan Qi is a little unable to keep up, resulting in a momentary stagnation in the process of sketching, but the previous efforts are wasted. ”

Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and motioned for her to give him the soft sword in her hand. Murong Meng was suddenly a little stunned, she had always carried this soft sword close to her, except for her, no one had ever touched it, for her, this soft sword was her personal thing, and now Ye Xuan reached over and wanted to borrow it, Murong Meng's cheeks couldn't help but fly a touch of red.

But looking at Ye Xuan's eyes, there was only a sincere look of puzzle and nothing else, so he reassuredly handed the soft sword to Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan's soft armor was soft at the beginning, but it had very high toughness and extreme flexibility. Ye Xuan waved his hand a few times, like a layman watching a play, he didn't know the essentials, and the soft sword was not straight. Ye Xuan had no choice but to reluctantly convey the Xuan Qi to the soft sword, and then he became straight.

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and carefully recalled the method of the three-grade Xuanshu Sword Taiji just now, after a while, Ye Xuan opened his eyes, and the Xuan Qi in his body frantically surged towards the soft sword in his hand, and after an instant, Ye Xuan felt that the Xuan Qi in the soft sword had been able to outline the Tai-level pattern, so he did not continue to input Xuan Qi into it.

What Ye Xuan did seemed to be relatively simple and easy, and he was not as laborious as Murong Meng just now. Although there is a lot of mystic art needed, but that is only for Murong Meng, now he is a nine-grade cultivation of the Xuan Realm, and the background of the Xuan Qi is naturally far from being comparable to Murong Meng.

The wrist trembled slightly in the void, and the soft sword in his hand quickly outlined a Tai Chi pattern, and when the last step met head to end, Murong Meng's beautiful eyes stared tightly, this was the most critical step, so she also prayed in her heart that Ye Xuan could complete it.

The Xuan Qi in the soft sword gushed out endlessly, and the Tai Chi pattern in the void was quickly outlined, and the whole process was smooth and smooth, without a trace of stagnation.

When the Tai Chi group in the void was completed, there was a hum, and suddenly the light was flourishing, and it slowly rotated under Ye Xuan's control, exuding strange fluctuations. Ye Xuan was also quite surprised to look at the Tai Chi pattern in front of him, which seemed to contain extremely mysterious traces of operation, endlessly.

Murong Meng saw that Ye Xuan had not failed, and he hurriedly came over to look at the slowly rotating Tai Chi pattern in front of Ye Xuan, and there was a look of amazement in his beautiful eyes. With a slight wave of the soft sword in Ye Xuan's hand, the Tai Chi pattern dissipated leisurely.

He returned the soft sword in his hand to Murong Meng, and after taking the soft sword, the soft sword hilt still had a faint warm residual warmth on the man's palm, and Murong Meng's heart couldn't help but be confused, and trembled slightly. "If you want to completely outline the Tai Chi group, you must first inject a large amount of Xuan Qi in your body into the soft sword, and then drive the Xuan Qi in the soft sword to outline the Tai Chi pattern, so that there will be no slight stagnation due to the lack of supply of Xuan Qi, resulting in a fall short. Just when Murong Meng's heart was a little confused, Ye Xuan's voice slowly sounded in his ears.

Murong Meng put away the thoughts in his heart and followed the method given by Ye Xuan. The Xuan Qi in her body was like a dam bursting for thousands of miles, with a ferocious momentum injected into the soft sword, and within a few breaths, Murong Meng's forehead was already dripping with sweat, obviously her Xuan Qi background was not as strong as Ye Xuan. Finally, just when Murong Meng's breathing suddenly became short, Ye Xuan's voice of shouting to stop sounded at the right time, and Murong Meng stopped continuing to convey Xuan Qi.

The snow-white Hao wrist was in the void, turning slightly, and a large amount of Xuan Qi gushing out of the soft sword outlined the Tai Chi pattern, and after an instant, it came to the most critical step, Murong Meng gently gritted his silver teeth, and the Xuan Qi in the soft sword was transported out one by one, and then in her happy gaze, the Tai Chi pattern was slowly taking shape, and finally with a buzz, the light was flourishing, and it was quietly suspended in the void under the control of Murong Meng.

Murong Meng couldn't help but jump out of her heart, she had finally succeeded in cultivating this mystic technique.

"Do you want to try the power of this mystical technique?" Ye Xuan appeared on Murong Meng's side and said to her, in fact, Ye Xuan himself also wanted to know how powerful this three-grade occult sword Taiji was. Murong Meng nodded lightly, and then Ye Xuan floated back behind him, and then said to Murong Meng, "Attack that Tai Chi pattern at me." ”

"But... Will this hurt you?" Murong Meng's pretty face had a worried look, she was afraid that it would cause harm to Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan showed a reassuring smile at her, and said, "It's okay, I also condensed it just now, and I also have some understanding of this Tai Chi, and I will shout to you to stop when the situation is not right." ”

When Murong Meng heard Ye Xuan say this, the worry on her pretty face also disappeared a lot, and then she nodded at Ye Xuan, and Ye Xuan also smiled back. The soft sword in Murong Meng's hand drew a graceful arc in the air, and finally pointed at Ye Xuan. So the Tai Chi pattern was swept away towards Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan's hand slowly emerged with a sky-piercing bow, the palm of the hand on the bowstring, five sky-piercing arrows condensed out, pulled to the full string, the palm was released, and the five sky-piercing arrows shot out like a wild horse that had escaped.

"Changhong Sun: Five Arrows!"

In the blink of an eye, the Tai Chi pattern was shaped by the five oncoming sky-piercing arrows, and after the sky-piercing arrows hit the Taiji pattern, they did not directly penetrate it, but there was a stalemate. Ye Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, his attack would be quite embarrassed even if it was the Eighth Rank Cultivation Xuan Realm, but he didn't expect that Murong Meng's Tai Chi pattern would be able to follow, but it was beyond his expectations.

The soft sword in Murong Meng's palm swirled slightly, and the Tai Chi pattern spun up, four of the five sky-piercing arrows were shaken open, and the other turned its head and shot directly at Ye Xuan. A look of worry appeared in Murong Meng's beautiful eyes, Ye Xuan looked at the sky-piercing arrow that shot rapidly, and grabbed it firmly in the palm of his hand as soon as he grabbed it forward, making it difficult to move an inch, and crushing it with a palm grip.

"This three-grade Xuanshu Sword Taiji is extremely good. Ye Xuan walked over and said to Murong Meng with unhesitant appreciation.

Murong Meng's pretty face also had a red glow, she looked at Ye Xuan and said sincerely, "Thank you this time, otherwise I wouldn't know if I want to succeed in cultivation until the Year of the Monkey." ”

"It's fine. Ye Xuan waved his hand lightly at Murong Meng, and said with a smile, speaking of which, he still took advantage of it and learned this not low-level mystic technique. The person who should say thank you should be him Ye Xuan.

The clouds in the sky that blocked the sun quietly moved away, and the bright sunlight shone down, enveloping the figures of both men in a layer of golden light.