Chapter 42: The Shadow of the Sword Under the Moon

Since that day, Fu Xingyun discovered the Immortal Folding Spell in Yue Xiaohuan's sea of consciousness, his divine sense was damaged, he had to meditate every day to heal his wounds, and his cultivation was even forced to lower by one level, which made Yue Xiaohuan feel guilty in his heart, and more hatred for the enemy who murdered him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking about the reason why her life is so difficult, it is all from the hands of others, every time she thinks of this, Yue Xiaohuan can't wait to find out the villain who is secretly doing all kinds of actions, and fight with him to the death in a dignified manner.

Why should her Yue Xiaohuan's fate be at the mercy of others!

But right now, Yue Xiaohuan can only secretly put away her anger and keep silent, with her current ability, if she really meets the person who can use the immortal spell head-on, I am afraid that she will only have one end, and that is death.

So, from the day Fu Xingyun was injured, Yue Xiaohuan seemed to have changed as a person, she began to become like a machine, every time she took classes, meditated, practiced swords, and returned to the study building, she had to listen to Fu Xingyun's professor hear it in the middle of the night, and then it was endless technique practice.

Fu Xingyun said that with her current talisman making ability, she is basically already a first-grade talisman master, and some simple low-grade talismans are no problem at all, but how can the talisman making technique be so easy to master.

Logically speaking, the runes are usually distinguished by the degree of complexity of the difficulty, the more advanced the runes, the more complex the depiction of the runes, first of all, the runes of each rune, have a combination and enlightenment, the combination is the overlapping of the strokes, the opening is the stroke of the turn, the more and the more the opening, it shows the degree of redundancy of the runes, and the drawing of the runes just to acquiesce in the thousands of different runes has to take a lot of energy, but fortunately, Yue Xiaohuan's spiritual power is amazing, as long as the runes within the lily Baiqi, Whenever she looks at Fu Xingyun's paintings, she can basically write them down completely.

But the drawing of the talisman is not just the copy of these talismans on the paper, the most subtle and most difficult point of the talisman is to use different techniques, the combination and the enlightenment in one go to draw on the paper, one stroke, never mention the second stroke, if the pen is restarted halfway, then this talisman is even if it is made, I am afraid it is also a waste talisman, this is one of the basic techniques in the talisman, wave.

There are 360 kinds of talisman making techniques, and now Yue Xiaohuan has mastered three techniques, and she can only draw and transmit notes, but although she can only make this kind of talisman, this talisman is in charge of an hour, but in the twelve hours of this day, she basically has to draw twelve pieces every day, as far as Yue Xiaohuan is concerned, such an efficient talisman has given her a basic perception of the control of spiritual power. And now the most important thing is to let yourself quickly master the three hundred and sixty kinds of talisman techniques, the more you master, the more you can draw the talisman, if it is a moment of crisis, she will hold a lot more hole cards!

After the day's class, Yue Xiaohuan returned to the Shuyi Building and saw Fu Xingyun meditating in the house to heal his injuries, and couldn't help frowning.

The master already had an old illness, but now for the sake of herself, she is injured and injured, and her spirit is not as good as before, every time she sees Fu Xingyun healing, her heart is sour.

Yue Xiaohuan, Yue Xiaohuan, you have to speed up the time to become stronger, and you can't let the master shelter himself from the wind and rain alone!

She bit her lip, made up her mind in her heart, took out the spirit control instrument that Fu Xingyun made for her from the study, and quietly left the building.

The little figure faded away in the moonlight, and she came to Wanjianping alone, in the night, this place was very different from the past, and there was no one on the quiet Wanjianping, only the bright moon, reflected on the cold golden granite.

Yue Xiaohuan silently walked to the sword viewing platform in front of Wanjian Ping, on weekdays, she was standing in the corner and practicing swords, but she had no chance to stand in the center of this sword ping, and at this time, she was in a high place, her eyes swept everything under her, and the smiling faces that mocked her on weekdays appeared in front of her one by one.

There is Bai Zhenzhen's disdainful eyes, Yuru's evasive and gloomy eyes, and those who think that her existence is a joke, and there is also a gentleness in the heart.

Thinking of the young man who was silent every time, holding a rattan and standing in the corner with himself to practice the sword, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, there is still a master in this world, and Lin Luoxi, with them, so that she still believes that there is warmth in this world, at least they chose to believe in themselves!

Yue Xiaohuan stood on the sword viewing platform and took a deep breath, during this time, she followed these disciples in class, she had long been accustomed to their cynicism, after listening to those words, she seemed to be numb, the whole world was saying that you can't do it, but only she knows in her heart that it's not that it can't be done, it's that she doesn't work hard to seize every opportunity, then she will be greeted in the future by death!

Not only is she going to die, maybe a disaster like her will also harm everyone around her!

"Why!"

The little man stood on the sword viewing platform and suddenly made a sound, and a roar startled the countless fairy birds in front of the sword flat, and the fire in Yue Xiaohuan's heart that had been suppressed for a long time was like a volcano that had been silent for ten thousand years finally erupted.

"Why! There are thousands of living beings in the world, why am I! Why is my Yue Xiaohuan going to be like this! ”

She shouted loudly at the stars, if someone was present, she would be extremely surprised at this month Xiao Huan, how could a small person let out such a hoarse roar.

"Once reborn, ten years..... It's ridiculous that you only gave me ten years to rebel against this sad fate! What an ethereal root, a remnant soul life, a spell to break immortals! No matter how much you put a heavy shackle on me, I won't give up! Tell you, God you're wrong! Heaven will punish me, and I will seal the heavens! ”

The anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out, Yue Xiaohuan laughed and roared, but there were drops of crystal in her eyes, she seemed to be crazy, standing on the sword viewing platform, tears streaming down her face but laughing loudly, and then she slowly got up and took out the pen with a head as big as half a fist.

Every time she uses it, she only needs to put the spirit stone into the groove on the side of the pen, and she can use the sound transmission note to silently recite the incantation in her heart when drawing the talisman, so as to drive the pen to gradually turn the aura of the spirit stone into the spiritual power into the talisman.

The spirit outside the body is not comparable to the spiritual power stored in one's own cultivation, and it is more difficult to control it when it is used, when Yue Xiaohuan was able to successfully make a transmission note, but it took hundreds of pieces of clear spirit paper to practice, and finally he was gradually able to accurately control the spiritual power on this pen to draw the talisman.

Under the moonlight, I saw Yue Xiaohuan holding the spirit pen with one hand, raising it high in the air, she closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, and then she suddenly pulled out a piece of spiritual paper from her waist with her other hand, her eyes were firm, and the other hand held the pen and made it, and concentrated on the paper with a fierce force, and a trajectory with aura jumped on the paper.

Looking closely, although Xiao Huan's body is slow, the movements of her hands are surprisingly steady, the arms standing in the air do not tremble at all, and the night wind moves, raising her sleeves, and the terrifying bruises can still be clearly seen on the small arms.

You must know that just this trick is the way to hug Pu, she Yue Xiaohuan has been practicing for nearly a month, and she began to practice lifting weights with her arms, from ten catties, twenty catties, increasing every day, to now lifting a hundred catties of heavy objects with one hand for an hour, it is already her daily compulsory course, every morning, when others are still asleep, she is standing outside the Shuyi Building early to practice.

The pen in Yue Xiaohuan's hand was ten and nine inspired, and finally the charm was completed, and the pen was closed, and a medium-grade charm - the wind charm fell into her hand, Yue Xiaohuan was already full of sweat beads at this time, but when she saw the wind charm in her hand, she did not have the slightest image of prostration after the energy consumption after making the talisman, but a trace of excitement burst out of her eyes,

"After practicing for so long, I can finally successfully make a medium-grade talisman!"

The joy was overflowing, Yue Xiaohuan had wanted to make this wind talisman for a long time, but under the guidance of Fu Xingyun before, she had never succeeded, and today it may be because she vented the anger that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, and she finally concentrated on making this talisman.

The corners of Yue Xiaohuan's mouth unconsciously raised slightly, and she picked up the wind charm and flicked it to herself.

The Wind Resisting Talisman can stimulate the potential of the whole body to burst out in a very short time, so as soon as the spiritual power of this Wind Resisting Talisman spreads, Yue Xiaohuan obviously felt that his strength and speed were completely different from before.

Surprise flashed in her eyes, and then Yue Xiaohuan turned around and pulled out a Qingfeng sword on the sword viewing platform.

The sword, which was usually heavy to death, was now much lighter in her hand, and she knew that it was only because the Wind Charm had increased her own strength.

A smile appeared on the little face, and in the next moment, the little figure was like a fluttering butterfly, dancing with the wind on the sword viewing platform.

She took a step, feeling this amazing speed, holding Qingfeng in her hand, she turned around and swung her legs, raising a gust of wind, this move was the first type of shock sword in the gossip sword! This figure did not slow down in the slightest, she danced the sword like flowing water, followed by the second type of dry sword, the third type of Kun sword, one move after another, a lonely shadow under the moon, and the sword roared endlessly!

No one would have thought that the person standing on the sword viewing platform at this time would be Yue Xiaohuan, yes, how could a little waste who couldn't even pick up a sword on weekdays play the Bagua Forty-six Style Sword Technique so accurately and smoothly!