The wind is getting colder and colder in late autumn, and looking out through the window, you are about to enter the early winter.

It was still the same neat and simple loft hut, and the sunlight filled the room through the foliage as always, swaying in the wind.

Nearly a month has passed since the change in the martial arts field, and what Jiang Changan does every day is nothing more than meditating, quenching his body, and listening to the old man Song Daoling's sermons.

But today is different from the past, the time has reached noon, Jiang Changan sat on the wooden bed with his bare legs and poured a few drops of newly refined body fluid directly onto his body.

"Uhhh

There was a sound of flesh being burned.

It was diluted and poured directly on the quenching fluid, like a few drops of magma jumping and tumbling on the body, leaving a faint red mark with fire light in the place it passed, and then disappeared after a while.

Jiang Changan's hands were sealed. The face tried its best to remain calm, but the burning pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the whole person trembled slightly, and after a while, he was already sweating profusely.

But his breathing was unusually steady, and a wonderful cycle was formed between one exhale and one inhalation, and his chest followed this cycle in a regular volt.

"Crackle—"

Jiang Changan was accustomed to such movements, and the bones on his body were broken and healed, and then broken again. It's like a kind of remodeling, every time you insist, there will be unexpected surprises, Jiang Changan didn't expect that as time passed, this body bone has become more and more accustomed to this feeling, and the amount and purity of the quenching fluid have also been adjusted upwards, so it is not surprising that the quenching fluid is used up so quickly.

"Good boy, I really don't know where your master is sacred, he gave you a divine object such as the ancient quenching body fluid formula, and this formula is also worthy of a masterpiece in the Jiang family, you are really out of shit luck. Song Daoling leaned against the window and sighed.

Jiang Changan had no time to answer, and after the quenching body fluid had gone through the whole body and the effect of the medicine had completely disappeared, his hands quickly changed and he closed his eyes and meditated.

Invisible bunches of souls entered the room like fish swimming in shallow water, and then entered Jiang Changan's palm, the top of his head, and between his eyebrows.

As time passed, Jiang Chang'an's face slowly began to show an extremely comfortable and enjoyable expression, and his healthy wheat-colored skin also exuded a warm luster.

After half a month of foundation building, Jiang Changan's spiritual power has approached the peak state of saturation. It can be said that he has already stepped into the initial stage of the Vientiane Realm with one foot.

Whether to step into the Vientiane realm or not, it was just a thought of Jiang Changan, but the old man Song repeatedly delayed and dissuaded him on the grounds that the excuse of building the foundation had not arrived.

Song Daoling secretly praised in his heart, after a few years of being scolded as a useless man, it is estimated that he will not be so resolute all day long, and there are not many people who endure it at a young age. And there are even fewer who have this opportunity.

"I'm about to break through but I can endure the extraordinary temperament, not impatient, not bad, not bad. Song Daoling was secretly thinking about it, and saw Jiang Changan eager to try.

"Old man, you can always break through today, right? Huh? Why is your face a little ugly?"

Song Daoling coughed violently and glared and said: "It's for your own good not to let you break through, you are kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs!" How many times have I told you, there are two kinds of ranks, one is that the timing is barely suitable, and you can take the initiative to forcibly rush to the ranks, which is like using drugs to forcibly improve your own strength, and it is difficult to go far.

And the second kind is that when the time is really ripe, the melon will naturally ripen and fall, and the melon will be much sweeter than the twisted melon! Therefore, the first type is not the same grade as the second kind at all! Young people must not be too ambitious. ”

"The devil believes it. Jiang Chang'an said that, but his body was still quite honest, and he continued to consolidate his foundation.

The slight fluctuations in the air are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and countless spiritual thoughts quickly rush into the spiritual sea like a flying transparent liquid, and the dim water surface suddenly glows, and then it darkens again, these days Jiang Changan keeps repeating nothing more than this kind of thing, although the water surface has not risen, but the ocean is becoming more and more pure.

The slender and slender body has lost its former whiteness and is slightly yellowish. After half a month of training in quenching body fluids, Jiang Changan's muscles became stronger. Who would have imagined that the body that was weak and seemingly at the end of the day four years ago is now inhabited like a coiled dragon, containing the danger of slaughter.

After meditating for a long time, seeing that Jiang Changan had no sign of breaking through, Song Daoling went down to the attic boringly.

Jiang Changan was thinking about getting some materials needed to quench body fluids, when suddenly the back of his head was cold, and a wind blade came from outside the window.

Jiang Changan snorted coldly, and instinctively manipulated the smart movement method, leaving only an afterimage in place.

Jiang Chang'an's five fingers and palms were knives, and the whole person rose into the air like a person outside the window.

"Bang!"

Opposite to the palm fist, Jiang Changan only felt a surge of energy in the palm of his hand, but if it was not good to say in the past, after half a month of baptism of quenching body fluids, Jiang Changan could completely intercept this level of strength with just his body.

The people who came didn't expect that Jiang Changan's body was already so strong, and they didn't have time to be surprised.

Jiang Changan's five fingers bent into claws, and with a grasp of his five fingers, he had already grabbed the wrist veins of the comer, as long as Jiang Changan used so much force, even if he didn't die, he would be disabled, and this good cultivation would be dissipated!

Just as Jiang Changan was about to do this, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, which was extremely dazzling in the night, but it was not slashed at Jiang Changan, but his own wrist.

There was a muffled sound, and a large amount of blood gushed out, and the assassin's eyes were even more annoyed, and he took out a pill from his bosom with a quick snort and ate it, but the blood no longer overflowed after a few breaths, and there were already scabbing marks on the wound.

"A strong man broke his wrist and made a decision immediately, not bad, not bad. It's just that you shouldn't mess with me!" Jiang Changan's appreciative gaze became cold, and with force in his hand, the severed hand had been kneaded into a ball of minced meat and sprinkled in the pond downstairs to make feed.

The two of them stood on the top of the building in a corner of the eaves, looking at each other, with the eyesight that ordinary people did not have, Jiang Chang'an looked, although the people who came were wearing ordinary nocturnal fish scale black armor, but no matter how they looked, there was a sense of disobedience, just like a weak scholar wearing dozens of catties of armor.

Hearing Jiang Changan's banter, the man in black also laughed and said: "I didn't expect you to really stop being the waste you were back then, it's really beyond my expectations." ”

"Who the hell are you? Who asked you to come, Jiang Xiaoru?" Jiang Changan hurriedly asked, not many people knew about his past in Yingzhou, unless he came from Jiangzhou specifically.

The man in black laughed, looking like he didn't even notice the pain in his arm, and used his only remaining right hand to tidy up his temples slightly, and said humbly and politely: "Chu Meifeng, as for Jiang Xiaoru asked me to come?" I could have said that this would be a cross in the gap between the two of you, but such a superficial sow of discord, this son disdains to use it. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black shadow shook again—

Chu Meifeng suddenly attacked Jiang Changan again with a silver light short sword, although there was only one hand left, the sword momentum did not decrease at all, on the other hand, it was even more powerful, and the sword light shrouded Jiang Changan in it, and directly took the head.

Jiang Changan's hands were lightly crossed in front of his chest, and the purple gold shield shrouded in an invisible eggshell barrier, just a very casual movement, but it blocked all Chu Meifeng's sword momentum!

Chu Meifeng seemed to refuse to believe it, and slashed at it again with a silver light. Jiang Changan then took out the cold light sword and greeted him.

"When—"

With a crisp sound, the two swords collided together, bursting with lightning and stone fire.

"Dark energy!" Jiang Changan exclaimed?

The huge power came from the short sword for the second time, Jiang Changan didn't take precautions, and the tiger's mouth cracked, and his arms were a little numb.

With his feet firmly on the ground, he firmly stabilized his body, and the whole person shook like a tumbler, completely discharging this domineering power. It's just that there is already a deep crack on the cold light sword, absolutely!

The Cold Light Sword has been with him for three years, and this is the first time that a rift has appeared!

At this moment, the two of them were only a stone's throw away, Chu Meifeng suddenly abandoned his sword from his claws, increasing his strength, and even a trace of spiritual power to protect his heart was directly poured into this hand, and all the accumulated strength fell with a bang, directly to Jiang Chang'an's throat.

Jiang Changan flipped sideways, and his body twisted into a terrifying angle in an instant, almost stacking his head and feet together, and flashed.

"How is it possible-" Chu Meifeng couldn't believe the scene that had just happened, it was not something that people could do at all.

Jiang Changan said angrily: "Intercepting the wind claw! Liu Xiong Liu Wenwen was killed by you?!"