After many days of cultivation and verification, Xu Yan finally concluded that this perception was correct. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Cloud Splitting Style is just a martial arts technique to improve the ability of flying stones, while the Cloud Clearing Technique is a mental method related to the cultivation realm.

Different from the foundation building method, the method of dividing the clouds can not only refine and absorb the aura faster, but also improve the cultivation more quickly.

Xu Yan tried it carefully, and the speed at which he cultivated with the Cloud Clearing Technique was almost more than double that of the Foundation Building Heart Method.

"What kind of exercise is this!"

Confirming the terrifying aspect of the Piyun Jue, Xu Yan couldn't help but exclaim to himself, he was now more and more unable to see through his master.

Although the foundation building method is different between the good and evil factions, the cultivation speed of the evil sect will be a few points faster, but it is definitely not twice as fast as the decent mental method, but Xu Yan's enlightenment of the cloud determination can reach more than double the evil sect's foundation building method, which even Xu Yan himself was shocked.

If it weren't for the exercises that the old Taoist priest taught him since he was a child, Xu Yan would even want to give up this strange method.

Master will not harm himself, Xu Yanneng is very sure, because the old Taoist priest is his only relative in this world.

Like a teacher, like a father.

"Master......"

Looking up at the sky outside the window, the young emperor frowned and fell into his own memories.

In the memories, the old Taoist priest is still as simple as a peasant, and the old man who has accompanied Xu Yan for fifteen years can't see the appearance of a half-point master, so ordinary that people can even ignore it.

After pondering for a long time, Xu Yan was still puzzled.

Senior Brother Chu Bai of the Biyun Style will also, but Chu Bai has never said anything to him about the Piyun Jue, didn't the senior brother understand the mental method in this miraculous skill?

Or is it that this miracle specially prepared for himself is difficult for others to master?

With a deep doubt, Xu Yan cultivated again, and the foundation building method was completely abandoned by him, and it was the Cloud Clearing Technique that was working.

The old Taoist priest has long since passed away, so Xu Yan's question is destined to not be answered in the slightest.

After a day, Xu Yan, whose heart is bigger than a pig, has already dispersed the doubts in his heart, since the master has specially prepared for himself, he is sorry for the old Taoist priest if he doesn't practice, according to Xu Yan's estimate, as long as he practices hard for a few years, Xudan is expected!

In the quiet palace, apart from a few live snakes that were sent every few days, it was so calm that there were not even a few waves.

The emperor was practicing boringly, and the others were also happy.

Even the sound of a divine cannon every once in a while, people were accustomed to hearing it later, and the eunuchs and palace maids were no longer as trembling as waiting for the emperor, and they seemed to be idle people in a big family, and the emperor was like a family master who did not care about the world, and only liked to slaughter snakes in his spare time.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yan has been the emperor for a whole year.

He is really not very competent as the emperor, the Manchu Dynasty has only seen the emperor twice in this year, and the authority of Liang Gonggong began to become heavier and heavier, and later, some people suspected that Liang Gonggong was plotting against him and was preparing to usurp the throne.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has been wronged......"

In the side hall where countless big snakes are raised, Xu Yan is grabbing a big snake more than a zhang long and preparing to go under the knife, while Liang Gonggong is crying and wiping his tears on the side to complain about his grievances.

"General Li of the Ministry of War united more than a dozen generals today and presented a piece of paper, saying that the old slave has bad intentions and wants to blackmail the Son of Heaven and command the world. ”

Liang Gonggong was indeed wronged, because Xu Yan didn't care about anything, whether it was the transfer of the military department or other major family and country affairs, he would all be left to Liang Gonggong to deal with.

After all, he was a eunuch, and the result of Liang's father-in-law must be different from that of the emperor, which caused public anger, and no one dared to offend him, so it was several hard-working generals who took the lead.

"Ignore them, that's it, cry what, is it a man. Xu Yan was preparing to kill the snake, and Gonggong Liang was crying on the side, and he was helpless for a while.

"Your Majesty, the old slave is not a man in the first place. Father-in-law Liang had a bitter face and a complaining look.

"Next time, whoever says yours is not, just let him go home and farm. ”

Pinching the seven inches of the big snake, Xu Yan said casually: "When I am enough of being the emperor, I will pass on the throne to you, who will let us get acquainted." ”

Bang bang bang.

There was a sound of kowtowing from his feet, and Xu Yan's words were just casually said, almost scaring Liang's father-in-law to death.

It's not that the throne can't be passed on to others, but throughout the ages, I haven't heard of the emperor passing on the throne to a eunuch.

"Okay, okay, go ahead of you, just take care of those civil and military ministers for me. ”

As he spoke, Xu Yan raised the knife in his hand, and a big snake was cut in half by him, and the snake's blood sprayed all over the ground, drenching Liang's father-in-law.

Knowing the emperor's hobby of slaughtering snakes, he didn't eat it after slaughtering, he took it to see, and he didn't know what to see, Liang Gonggong retreated with a sad face.

In a year's time, half of the Shenwu cannons in Xu Yan's storage bag have been refined into the mountains and rivers map, and there are five thousand Shenwu bullets, which is earth-shattering, so now Xu Yan has begun to study the crystal soul forbidden brought out of the snake's nest in addition to cultivation.

Although the snake in his hand was dead, the snake soul was still there, fluttering like a wisp of green smoke, and was quickly imprisoned by Xu Yan with his left eye, and then began to be refined.

The refining method of the Crystal Soul Forbidden, the mad elder Jin Hao had already informed Xu Yan of everything, but when it was really refined, Xu Yan found that Jin Hao's method was not applicable.

The refining method is correct, but there is something missing.

The breath of the demon clan.

Xu Yan once tried to refine the snake soul and then refine it to the crystal soul forbidden, but he kept failing, and when he couldn't find a reason, Xu Yan used his left eye, and after the breath from the left eye fused with the snake soul, the eye mark on the crystal soul forbidden was only half more.

At first, Xu Yan couldn't figure it out, but later he realized that the prohibition that only belonged to the demon clan must need the blessing of the breath of those big demons, otherwise the human monks would basically not be able to repair the soul ban that the big demon sacrificed for.

There was a monster living in his eyes, Xu Yan had the opportunity to repair the crystal soul forbidden, if he was replaced by other cultivators, even if he got this crystal soul forbidden, I am afraid that he would not be able to repair it successfully in his lifetime.

Cultivation, sacrifice, and eating imperial banquets, these three things have become Xu Yan's daily life, although boring, Xu Yan feels relaxed and peaceful.

The ordinary life is the life that Xu Yan likes, except for the pretty face that always appears in front of him when he dreams back at midnight, Xu Yan almost has no intention of having anything to do with the ascetic.

"Red Moon ......"

In the depths of the palace, the emperor in a Taoist robe looked up at the full moon in the night sky and whispered his favorite name.

Although the days when he was king in a foreign country were peaceful and peaceful, the wisps of longing in his heart grew wildly every time the moon was full.

When it is a full moon of another year, it is another reunion day, but the husband and wife who are separated for thousands of miles can only sigh at the moon and drink the wine alone. (To be continued.) )