The moonlight fell through the window into Leng Xiaoshi's house, and the bright white light shone on Leng Xiaoshi's little face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As if sensing the moonlight, Leng Xiaoshi's small face frowned slightly, and he transferred the spiritual power full of his body back to the spirit mansion, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and the next moment, his dark eyes suddenly opened.

In the depths of the black eyes, a gloomy color flashed away, and unlike before, there was a fluctuation of spiritual power on Leng Xiaoshi's body now.

"Brother Sheng, I didn't expect me to really succeed."

Leng Xiaoshi had just woken up, his heart was full of joy, and his face was full of spring breeze, as if he was very proud that his spiritual power could be used for the recovery of his spiritual mansion.

"Cut, look at your bear-like appearance, and don't look at who will help you, it's not a good job." Brother Sheng looked at Leng Xiaoshi with disdain, and there was a slight pride in his tone.

"But why did I only get the first level of exercises?" Leng Xiaoshi felt the exercises he had obtained, and gently touched his face, looking puzzled.

"That's a long answer, are you sure you want to talk to me like that?" Brother Sheng pinched his nose and looked at Leng Xiaoshi with a different color.

"Ah~, I'll go, it stinks, what's the situation." Leng Xiaoshi jumped out of the bucket of sewage. snatched the door, it seems that he can't stand it anymore.

"This kid, but fortunately, my estimate is correct." Brother Sheng looked at Leng Xiaoshi's figure running away, and couldn't help but laugh and scold.

……

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was reflected in the courtyard of the cold rock.

Leng Xiaoshi climbed onto the roof and lay on the rubble roof, holding a tender grass root in the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Sheng, I thought about it just now, something is wrong, I got the first layer of the "Sword Sutra" in the Demon Sword, but why is the Demon Sword gone, and the exercises are only one layer?"

The moonlight sprinkled on Leng Xiaoshi's fair face, clearly reflecting the puzzled and troubled look.

On the side, a white-haired and white-robed man was lying comfortably on the roof, riding the night breeze and enjoying the moonlight. Hearing Leng Xiaoshi's doubts, he couldn't help but open his eyes lazily.

"You don't seem to have gone to the depths to discover your harvest this time, let me tell you, the Demon Sword has not disappeared, it is an extremely powerful sword, I used the Ancient Fusion Technique, and it was barely integrated into your body, you just need to concentrate on checking your body, you will naturally find that it is different from before. As for the exercises? As long as the sword is still there, the exercises are still there, what's the hurry. ”

When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he couldn't help but close his eyes, concentrate and check it. I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

The skin is just as fat as jade, and the complexion is fairer than that of a woman, I don't know how many beauties will be glamorous. Leng Xiaoshi clearly felt that in his ten-zhang radius of the Spirit Mansion, a long sword glowing with blue light loomed, and a dark blue word "Zun" looked even more weird.

Leng Xiaoshi's heart moved, and the Demon Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and he tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the Spirit Mansion to instill it into the sword.

But at this time, a powerful sense of devouring quietly appeared, and in the spirit mansion of Leng Xiaoshi, the spiritual power was withdrawn in an instant, and poured into the dark sword hilt in his hand, and in the next breath, the spirit mansion was already empty.

Sensing all this, Leng Xiaoshi hurriedly put the Demon Sword into the Spirit Mansion, panting, feeling afraid of the devouring power that erupted from the Demon Sword, and then his face sank, and he looked at Brother Sheng: "Brother Sheng, what's the matter, how can the Demon Sword devour my spiritual power." ”

"Well. I don't know much about the Demon Sword, I died soon after I got him, but according to my experience, it should be that the Demon Sword is too strong, and your strength is too weak, so you take it out of your body and instill spiritual power, just to urge it, and your strength is low, and you can't withstand the need for the sword, so you will feel the intention of devouring, if one day your strength is enough to urge it, this problem should be solved. Brother Sheng rolled over, yawned long, and said slowly.

"Forget it, I'd better hurry up and cultivate." Leng Xiaoshi cried with a sad face, and said to the comfortable and hazy brother on the side.

After speaking, Leng Xiaoshi's face straightened, he turned over, sat down cross-legged, and started the "Sword Sutra".

When the moon was in the sky, the wind was surging, and the rubble roof was on the roof, and the young man sat cross-legged, his hands in front of his chest, and there were handprints. In the air, a trace of heaven and earth aura drilled into Leng Xiaoshi's body, circulating and converging in the spirit mansion between the meridians and meridians.

The night passed, the dawn of dawn was slightly revealed in the sky, Leng Xiaoshi's eyes moved slightly, slowly opened, and a blue light flashed under his eyes.

After a night of practice, Leng Xiaoshi felt that his aura was a little stronger, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cute smile.

Jumping off the roof, Leng Xiaoshi tidied up his robe, and casually asked Brother Sheng: "Brother Sheng, what is my current strength?" ”

"The spiritual power of the Spirit Mansion is eleven zhang, the middle level of the small spirit realm, but you are fused with the Demon Sword, and your qualifications and physique must be excellent, so the spiritual power you cultivate should also be purer than others, and the strength will be higher."

Brother Sheng's faint voice sounded in Leng Xiaoshi's ears, and then it was silent again. "Alas"""

"This is the middle level of the small spirit realm." When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his face was incredible.

"What's this, boy, in the place where I live, you're already in the Spirit King Realm at your age. Cultivate well, and one day you will step on that level. ”

Brother Sheng's joking voice slowly sounded in his ears, and Leng Xiaoshi couldn't help but be stunned, Spirit King Realm?

"Alas~"

With a wry smile and a sigh, Leng Xiaoshi quickly stepped into his room, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

……

Two months later, on the roof of Leng Xiaoshi, a powerful aura suddenly flashed, and after a while, it was immediately restrained.

The moonlight shone on Leng Xiaoshi's little face, and as soon as his eyes opened, a faint blue color flashed quietly under his eyes.

Lazily falling on the rubble roof, Leng Xiaoshiba blinked his eyes, his chest contracted, and he let out a long breath of turbidity. With his right arm resting on his head, he looked at the moon in the sky.

"Brother Sheng, why do you say I just can't break through the Great Spirit Realm?" Halfway, Leng Xiaoshi sighed and turned to look at the comfortable brother on the side.

"Your cultivation has reached a bottleneck, your spiritual power is increasing, and the spiritual mansion is increasing, but you can't break through the realm. If I were you, I wouldn't stay here all the time to cultivate, try fighting, and fighting can make people break through bottlenecks. ”

Brother Sheng's eyes were still closed, lying lazily on the rubble roof, enjoying the moonlit night breeze, and a faint voice sounded out of thin air.

When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he fell into deep thought, a different color flashed in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes, ran the Sword Sutra, and began to cultivate.

;