Hearing the sound of people and horses outside, Wu Wang's heart was furious, and he strode out with a light spirit sword in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Mr. Murong suddenly retreated again and again, and the others ran back in even more panic. Wu Forget let out a loud shout, and slashed at Mr. Murong with a sword, only to see a powerful sword qi roaring out, like thunder and lightning.

Mr. Murong hurriedly dodged away, and the place where he was standing just now turned into a huge pothole, and at this moment, he no longer dared to have crooked thoughts, so he led everyone to hurry up and leave.

Wu Wu didn't chase after him, he was not a person who held grudges, although Mr. Murong's kick just now was heavy, but now he has recovered, and even further cultivated because of this, and his anger gradually subsided.

He sat on the floor and rested for a while, and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw that the small snack shop in front of him was in a mess, and the owner was nowhere to go, probably because he had caused the chaos. When he saw a wine gourd fall on the ground, he remembered that he needed to fill it with water, so he hung it on his body.

Then, he walked towards the mountains and forests, and there were still a few days to go, so he didn't need to hurry, and walked slowly with the mentality of walking while looking at the scenery. This mountain forest seems to be inaccessible, everywhere is vines and green roses, and thorns, every time it is blocked, it becomes very difficult to walk, fortunately, when it is difficult to walk, Wu Wu swept up to the top of the tree, a few ups and downs swept to the other end.

Suddenly he heard a murmur in front of him, and when he pulled out the branches of the tree, he saw a green stream flowing slowly, and after a bend it had accumulated into a pool, about five or six feet deep and two zhang wide, and all around it was smooth stones, like a natural bath.

Wu Wu couldn't help but take off his clothes and jump in, and after a good wash, he felt that the stream was soft and pure, and it was so comfortable that it was beyond words.

After bathing, he sat cross-legged on the stone to practice, guiding the breath to run along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, just one hour to run a small Zhoutian, feeling that the whole person was full of energy, so he jumped up, full of three zhang high, to the apex, he suddenly shielded the breath, clinging to the dantian, the breath seemed to overflow a layer outside the body, with the power of air support, he actually stayed in the air for a moment.

To be able to do this, he is already one of the few first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and when he left Senior Brother Danbao that day, he felt that Danbao seemed to have reached this level, or a little higher, but it was not far behind.

He thought to himself: I don't know if Senior Brother Danbao has reached the Sword Immortal now, and I don't know what Senior Brother Danbei's strength is, in short, I have to work harder, otherwise I will lose the face of my master if I am too far away from them?

He remembered that the master treated him the best and valued him the most, and even handed over treasures such as the Excalibur to him, which shows how much hope the master placed on him! Therefore, you can't live up to the high expectations of your master.

He slowly descended from the sky, and the aura that overflowed from his body was like invisible wings, supporting the rapid force of the fall. He suddenly thought, if I used this breath as wings, wouldn't I be able to fly in the air without the help of a divine sword?

He was very excited, so he jumped into the air again, trying his best to hold the overflowing breath, paddling his hands like swimming, and sure enough, his whole body actually floated slowly in the air, flying straight out of three or four miles, because the overflowing breath of the body could not be condensed for a long time, and gradually dissipated in the wind, and he slowly fell to the ground.

It is true that he can fly with true qi as he thought, but after all, it consumes too much true qi, and after flying for three or four miles like this, he already feels that the dantian is empty, and it is not worth it, unless he can use it when he responds to the enemy, otherwise, who would use this method in order to walk three or four miles.

Edgeworth had to go back to the bath and continue to practice cross-legged on the stone. Guiding a faint breath to run for a long week, the true qi finally recovered a little.

He also cultivated with the help of the Divine Sword Qi, but in half a day, the lost power gradually became abundant again, reaching the feeling of overflowing power. In such a pleasure, I felt a little pity, and the overflowing power proved that my dantian could not contain too much true qi.

He knew that the breath was not tight enough, like a large ball of loose cotton, if the cotton could be pressed into silk threads, then more breath would be accumulated, and the overflowing power would not dissipate in vain.

However, there is never a shortcut to the heavens in cultivation, and it is always necessary to follow the old rules, a steady and gradual pattern, and if you are in a hurry for quick success, it is often easy to go astray.

He didn't stop until midnight, and then he casually lay down on a large smooth rock and slept.

I don't know when, he heard a low cry in the haze, and hurriedly jumped up, in the faint moonlight, he saw that there was nothing around except the sound of running water and the cries of some insects, but he clearly heard it clearly just now, the sound was very low, not like the sound of insects.

Could it be that some wild beast has broken in? He listened quietly, and oh, sure enough, there was another sound, and this time it was clear that it was actually coming from the pool water. He couldn't help but be curious, took a small pebble and threw it into the water, grunting, and making another sound.

After a while, Wu Wang strangely found that it was a turtle on the side of the rock that made the noise, what a strange turtle, the whole body was snow-white, mixed with the white stone, it was really difficult to find if you didn't observe carefully.

Wu Wangxin thought: Ordinary turtles don't make sounds, where did this turtle come from, looking at the dense wrinkled lines on its back, I'm afraid it has lived for hundreds of years, it's really rare!

He couldn't help but slowly climb onto the white stone, squatted down and continued to observe the white turtle, but he didn't expect its eyes to be golden, and the golden light was shining, which was very weird.

Wu Wangyi stretched out his hand, grabbed its back and picked it up, feeling very heavy, far beyond his imagination, like a palm-sized turtle at most about a catty, but this white tortoise weighed at least five catties.

He turned the turtle over and looked at it, and he saw that it had grabbed a golden beetle egg the size of his index finger on its hind feet, and he snatched it with his other hand. I only felt that the beetle egg was very heavy, and the excess weight was actually on this small egg, which was so small but about four catties, and it was not strange that no one would believe it.

He flipped the tortoise over and placed it on the stone face, let it dance, and then continued to study the eggs. I can't understand why it's so heavy. He couldn't help but shake it in his ear a few times, quietly listening to whether there was any movement inside, but he was very disappointed, this turtle egg looked beautiful, but it was like a stone, only a little heavier.

He thought he had found some treasure that would make him happy. I looked at the white turtle again, and felt that strange things must have strange paths, maybe I didn't find it.

He put the golden turtle egg in his arms, and then turned the white turtle right, leaving it to go to itself, not wanting to hurt it. Unexpectedly, the white turtle did not leave, but stared at Wu Wang, as if he wanted to take back the golden turtle egg.

Wu Wu spread his hands and shook his head, he is not a man who is loved, but a turtle who is loved, and there is nothing disgraceful.

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