The mountain road in the green mountains is very narrow, but it is extremely neat, and the smooth bluestone is spread among the mountain roads according to a certain rule, and the pieces are the same, looking at some orderly beauty.

Stepping into the mountain formation, Ye Fan realized the horror of the sword qi emitted by the Nine Heavens, countless invisible sword qi flew wantonly in the air, bringing up strong wind traces, and the Haoran Qi had already spread to Ye Fan's body to resist the fierce sword qi, but Ye Fan was still struggling.

Dense sword qi scratches gradually appeared on the young man's clothes, and occasionally a few sword qi broke through the defense line of Haoran Qi and slashed at Ye Fan's body, bringing up blood-colored thin lines, and within a while, Ye Fan became a bloody man, standing on the first bluestone step staggeringly.

Yes, from beginning to end, Ye Fan has not taken a step forward.

In this fierce sword qi trend, even if Ye Fan has the support of Haoran Qi, he still seems too weak and insignificant.

Xiu Wudao looked at Ye Fan, who was covered in blood not far away, his expression did not change in the slightest, he just put his hands behind his back and muttered, "Go forward, even if it is only one step." ”

The soles of Ye Fan's feet had sunk into the bluestone steps for half an inch, his knees kept shaking, and his bones kept rubbing against each other, and it could be seen that Ye Fan really wanted to take a step forward.

But even if he exerted all his strength, the bluestone steps that were close at hand could not be touched.

When manpower is exhausted.

Xiu Wudao sighed slightly, knowing that with only Ye Fan's Three Realms cultivation, even if he had Haoran Qi to resist, it would only be a grasshopper shaking the tree after all, but he still had some expectations in his heart.

This kid, will he surprise himself again.

Suddenly, the purple light on Ye Fan's body suddenly flourished, shaking the invisible sword qi around his body by more than an inch, and then silently took a step forward.

It was this step that drained all the spiritual energy in Ye Fan's body, and it was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

Xiu Wudao didn't hesitate much, and the black chain swept out quickly, pulling Ye Fan, who was about to fall to the ground, out of the green mountain and dragging him in front of him.

Ye Fan, who was covered in blood, said weakly: "Next time I can go to the fifth quarter." ”

In his current state, it's hard not to believe he's bragging.

It took all the best effort to take a step forward, and there will be such a big breakthrough directly next time?

Xiu Wudao let out a soft 'um'.

Although there is only one word, the trust contained in it is vividly highlighted.

Ye Fan grinned miserably twice and said, "I want to sleep for a while." ”

Xiu Wudao said: "What if you fall asleep now and can't wake up?"

Ye Fan didn't answer the question of cultivating Wudao because he was already asleep.

The boy lay on the ground covered in blood and fell into a deep sleep, and after a while he let out a slight snoring sound.

Xiu Wudao waved his hand, and a stream of water came from the sky and washed Ye Fan clean, but the clothes on his body were not so lucky, he had been cut by the sword qi of Jiuxiaotian several times, and was washed by the water flow again, and spread on the young man's body in the form of tattered catkins, looking a little dirty.

Xiu Wudao's mind moved slightly, and the Qianqiu lock rushed out like a black snake, entangled Ye Fan's body.

He took a few steps forward, thought about it, bent down and lifted Ye Fan, turned around and walked towards the bamboo house.

Ye Fan was held in his hand, swaying with the pace of walking, but he still didn't wake up, and he looked really tired.

......

......

I don't know how long it took, but the sun was still warm, and the night never came.

Ye Fan opened his eyes and rubbed his face.

Even after such a long time, the impact of those sword qi still made his face faintly numb.

The terrifying level of that Nine Heavens is really staggering.

"Awake?"

This is the voice of Xiu Wudao, of course, it can only be his.

Ye Fan clenched his fists, looked at the black clothes on his body, and said, "This is your clothes?"

Xiu Wudao nodded and sat in front of him, "You can't be naked." ”

Ye Fan got up slowly, the muscles all over his body were pulled in extreme pain, and he couldn't help but hiss lightly.

Xiu Wudao bowed slightly, and smiled gently: "I didn't expect you to take that step." ”

Ye Fan tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect it either, but that's the case." ”

Xiu Wudao nodded, "How does it feel to refine the void?"

Ye Fan also nodded and said, "It's not bad." ”

From ancient times to the present, whenever a monk has come into contact with a bottleneck and has the opportunity to break through the realm, he is not prepared wholeheartedly, and he does not dare to be careless. Even if it is just to break through to the four realms, it is impossible to break it like Ye Fan, who fell asleep in a daze.

Xiu Wudao said: "The sword qi of the Nine Heavens is very beneficial to sword cultivation, although you are not a real sword cultivator, but if you can be baptized by this often, it will also be of great benefit." ”

Ye Fan straightened his waist, clenched his fists, and said with some joy: "I can feel that every second I stay in it, it is like fighting with myself for a second, and every time I take a step forward, I have defeated myself once, this feeling is very wonderful." ”

Xiu Wudao looked at Ye Fan, as if he was a little surprised, and asked, "You haven't killed anyone?"

Ye Fan didn't know why he asked, but he still nodded and responded: "I really haven't killed anyone, but I helped the old man kill chickens and pigs when I was in Yanming Town." ”

Xiu Wudao rubbed his chin and muttered, "It's really strange that you can resist the murderous aura of the Nine Heavens without even killing anyone. Or is your Dao heart clear to the point of vajra being unsullied?"

This is a joke, of course.

The only person in the world whose Dao heart has reached the point of vajra immaculateness is in the extreme northern snowfield.

Xiu Wudao shook his head and lay on the bamboo chair with his eyes slightly closed.

Closing his eyes doesn't necessarily mean he's resting, but he may be silently calculating something. 596

The mind of cultivating the Tao is immersed in this small world.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen the world in this way, but now it's not the same as before.

Because someone came.

It means change.

The mind swept to the green mountain with a breeze, and slowly drifted towards the top of the mountain, Jiuxiaotian was obviously not very concerned about this kind of exploration, and did not make the slightest move.

It didn't take long for the entire green mountain to come into view.

There is a sword stuck in the top of the mountain.

This sword looks very delicate, of course, it is not violent and burly, occasionally a ray of sunlight will reflect a dazzling white light on it, and there is nothing strange about it.

It doesn't quite match its fame.

Cultivating Wudao didn't dare to be careless, controlling his mind and slowly approaching the sword, carefully probing.

Still no change.

It's a little strange to cultivate Wudao, if in the past, if he was so bold in investigating it, he would have already exuded an aura to shock himself, how could he be as unreasonable as he is now?

Xiu Wudao opened his eyes and found Ye Fan sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed, meditating on his cultivation.

A vague aura flowed back and forth in his body.

This is sword intent.

The existence of sword intent for a monk who has not even refined the natal flying sword is too incredible.

Xiu Wudao didn't think much about it.

Because there is a kind of person in the world, called genius.

He himself is such a person.

So there's nothing to marvel at.

At this time, the wind outside the house is clear, the sun is shining, and it is pleasing to the eye.

Xiu Wudao got up from the bamboo chair and walked straight out of the house.

The scenery is just right, and it's time to eat.

......

By the time he returned with a full load of cultivation Wudao, Ye Fan had already woken up from his cultivation state, and his complexion looked good, so he should be in a good mood.

According to Ye Fan's original plan, it should take several months to step into the fourth realm, but he didn't expect that it would only take one day to step in naturally, how could he not be happy.

Ye Fan looked at the dishes in Xiu Wudao's hand and said, "My cooking skills are also acceptable, do you want to try it?"

Xiu Wudao placed the ingredients in the kitchen and said with a smile: "My tongue is very picky, and I have only eaten my own food." ”

The implication is that if Ye Fan doesn't do a good job himself, don't be ugly.

Ye Fan smiled, "Just try it?"

Xiu Wudao thought for a moment, then turned around and made a "please" gesture.

Ye Fan walked to the kitchen leisurely, looked at the various vegetables listed on the bamboo table, and asked curiously, "You don't eat meat?"

Xiu Wudao was carefully washing his hands in the wooden basin, and when he heard this, he turned his head and looked at Ye Fan like a fool, and said, "In addition to you and me, there are other living creatures here?"

Ye Fan coughed lightly twice, as if he hadn't heard it.

......

The iron pot was set on the charcoal fire, the water kept boiling, and the sound of bursting blisters sounded, Ye Fan kept fanning lightly with a pu fan, and his movements seemed very skillful.

Xiu Wudao frowned slightly and asked, "What is this?"

"Hot pot. Ye Fan didn't raise his head.

"Hot pot?" Xiu Wudao's brows furrowed even tighter.

Ye Fan poured the cut chili spices into the pot, but said regretfully: "If you don't have a hot pot base, you can only make do with it, and if you have a chance to eat a hot pot in a restaurant another day, it's called a delicacy." ”

Xiu Wudao looked at this picture and felt that it was very ridiculous.

Strictly speaking, hot pot is just about putting food in water and boiling for a while, how can this kind of thing be called delicious?

Ye Fan didn't say anything, just put the cut ingredients into it one by one, looked at the vegetables that kept tumbling in the red and spicy soup, and swallowed.

Although Xiu Wudao was not very satisfied with this kind of food in his heart, there was no unusual emotion on his face, he just looked at the floating ingredients in the hot pot, and he didn't mean to raise a chopstick.

Ye Fan picked up a piece of cabbage that had been cooked, dipped it in some homemade sauce and put it in his mouth, his face was happy.

It seems to taste good.

Xiu Wudao looked at Ye Fan's appearance, and he was also a little curious in his heart, so for the first time in his life, he tried this strange method called hot pot.

After only two breaths of food in his mouth, Xiu Wudao was spicy tears flowed out.

The young man laughed heartily, he could make Xiu Wudao show such an embarrassed appearance, he only felt that even if he broke through to the Qianyuan Realm, it was impossible for him to be so happy.

The hot pot and sauce are all spicy that have been heavily inflicted by the teenager, and the tongue has been wrapped with aura before tasting, so it is fine.

How could he have thought that Ye Fan, who was old and serious, could still have such a childish heart, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

I was so careless.