Cultivation is a very hard thing.

Many warriors are not exempt. There is no shortcut to practice, and the content itself is boring, boring, all that is needed is to immerse oneself in study and monotonous repetitive practice, throughout the ages, there are many geniuses who have spent their talents and fallen into mediocrity because of laziness, and there are also many geniuses who have chosen an ordinary life because they can't stand the hardships and ups and downs of this road.

But the practice of this is a kind of enjoyment for Han Xu, or rather, it is an attitude of life that has forgotten his negative feelings because of the constant spurring of his self since he was a child.

This attitude of his, which is also what teachers like and appreciate the most.

Han Xu's daily life is now in a highly busy state.

In the morning, when there is a martial arts class, I have to learn the martial arts class and accept Yuan Fei's "Yuanqi Energy Training", but these days, my whole person looks thinner. In the afternoon, Wang Baixu will teach them some new Xuanka designs, as well as the design and design concepts of many of the world's top card patterns, and at night they will practice Xuanka in the basement, or Zhou Yong will come to instruct them on the powerful skills of card making and the use of Xuanka.

These techniques taught by Zhou Yong may not be as obvious as the Xuanka skills such as Card Xiangshen Shift, Duoka Tongshi, etc., most of them are in terms of spiritual power injection and pattern level processing, but most of the skills that Han Xu didn't know before, and after mastering these skills, he found that the use of Xuanka was smoother and more efficient than before.

Han Xu couldn't help but be even more happy.

After that, almost all of the night was spent practicing the mykha and meditating instead of sleeping. So much so that he and Bai Liuyi haven't returned to their own floors to sleep in their own beds for a long time, and they all spend every night meditating in the basement.

Wholehearted cultivation also made them live in the same room as a lonely man and widow who were envied by the king's eyes, and it became boring and not half charming.

So it can be said that he has been dealing with Genka and Martial Arts almost all day, and he has almost no time to rest.

In the days when he came to the Void Gate, the excellent educational resources of the Void Gate, as well as the cultivation of no distractions except for helping Mo Sleep Bing and them find the murderer behind the scenes, made the realm of Han Xu rise at a faster rate than before, compared to the time when Wanyu City, Han Xu has made great progress, not only in terms of skills, but also in cultivation, he is also advancing by leaps and bounds, both of which have reached the middle fifth grade, but he deliberately suppressed the martial arts cultivation, and only showed the middle second grade, to bite and his disguised identity.

As long as the teachers didn't forcibly probe his cultivation, the concealment of the powerful technique of Ling Feng's divine spectrum was enough for him to hide from the eyes of these powers.

He conservatively estimated that in a few months, he would be able to become a high-level martial artist, and by the time he was nineteen years old, he might be able to become a nineteen-year-old high-level master realm Xuanka master, and even martial arts would be able to enter the high-level master realm.

Nangong Bat was a great master at the age of nineteen, and he joined the Taidou at the age of twenty, of course, he can't be compared with such a pervert, and the nineteen-year-old master is already an extremely remarkable achievement.

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Just finished practicing a two-star fire attribute Xuanka "Fire Body" that Zhou Yong asked him to train, this Xuanka can produce a wall of flames around the Xuanka Master, which can isolate living objects, so as to prevent the rest of the people from approaching him, it is a particularly useful Xuanka, but he is still in its infancy.

After deciphering the Xuanka, he took advantage of the gap in his mind to try to make the Xuanka again.

The progress of Ka Wudao has reached a bottleneck, and he has not realized the new Ling Feng Divine Pattern for a long time, so he can only wait for Bai Liuyi to try to combine the previous Divine Pattern with the rest of the fire attribute Xuan Card, but Bai Liuyi really has too many things to do, in addition to cultivation, he also has to make cards, so the matter of combining Ling Feng Divine Patterns can only secretly progress at an extremely slow speed, plus the project with Bai Yan has not yet been approved, so now he has something to do when he has free time to try to make cards.

He always knew that he was a genius, or a genius valued by the invincible White Emperor below the Holy Realm back then, but in the matter of card making, he was always a complete loser, but it was the shackles that God put on his head on the day he was born, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"You take it easy, you know a lot about patterns, so you can try to understand those lines as the most ordinary lines, and don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself. Bai Liuyi stood beside him, pointing him like a teacher.

Han Xu nodded, exhaled deeply, and the fragrance emanating from Bai Liuyi's body poured into her nose, and Han Xu's emotions were further eased. Having failed twice in just half an hour, he adjusted his mindset and started the final attempt again.

The card making thing is completely different from the control card, even if the card pattern is the same, but it is completely different in principle, and it is not as simple as copying or reading from the book. Both card control and card making have extremely profound truths, which have been cultivated by countless card makers and Xuanka masters for thousands of years, even so, these two still have the potential to be infinitely excavated, and lead countless Xuanka masters to dedicate themselves to it one after another.

Card control is a handy thing for Han Xu, and card making is God's biggest punishment for him.

Han Xu held the titanium pen, carefully controlling the direction of the strokes, and a simple line in his mind that he knew so much about only six strokes was shining like a light in his mind, reminding him of all these subtle changes in every micron.

Spiritual power slowly flowed through his mind, pouring into the titanium metal pen in his hand specially used for card making, mixed with the tip of the pen ink, and turned into a red glow on the bottom of the black card.

The black card bottom is the infinite sky curtain, and the red light band slowly outlined is the bright Milky Way in the sky, and the grace and mystery gently ripple in the air with the faint light emitted, and the emotions of the two are in a tense and enjoyable situation.

Looking at the lines of Han Xu's pen, Bai Liuyi subconsciously held his breath and did not interfere with him for half a minute.

The nib slides over time.

Ten minutes passed, and Han Xu completed the first stroke of the simple six-stroke card pattern, and then tried to control the pen and wind back, completing the second stroke that looked like a small snake without interruption.

And the second stroke was just about to be outlined, every time the card was made before, because of the slightly longer maintenance of the card production state, the situation that would happen did not get better and happened again: everything in Han Xu's brain began to become more and more chaotic, and the original bright pattern in his brain began to become more and more blurred, and although it was not smooth, and the slow output of mental power began to become more and more difficult, so that the gate was suddenly limited to his sea of knowledge.

He felt like he was at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, holding not a titanium pen in his hand, but a mountain that could not be moved any further.

His brows couched together in mental anguish.

"Cold ......" Bai Liuyi's hand gently grasped his shoulder worriedly.

The floodgates slammed shut, and the lines in his brain were sprinkled like broken lanterns, and Han Xu's steady hand trembled suddenly, and there was only one stroke, and it looked like a perfect card bottom, because he suddenly passed through it uncontrollably, and it was completely destroyed, and the soft and comfortable red luster on it was darkened, and this card was the same as the previous two, and it became a waste card.

Han Xu opened his eyes, looked at the scrapped Xuanka on the table, and sighed with some annoyance.

Bai Liuyi was also a little accustomed to his failure, his hand slowly retracted, and he sat back on the opposite side with an expressionless face, and said, "Is it still the same problem?"

Han Xu nodded, looked at her and said, "As you said, I really have no talent, it's like God has completely closed this door for you, there is not a single gap left for me, no matter how hard I try, I can't break the shackles." The teachers must have known this, so they didn't let me try to make cards. ”

Bai Liuyi thought about it silently, some complicated feelings appeared in her heart, she wanted to reply something, but she was ashamed to say it, and then thought of the good-looking golden card that Han Xu felt out of her arms at a critical time in the crater, she was gloomy again, and crushed all the words she wanted to say in her heart, everything was not exposed on her expression, she calmly picked up the titanium pen and started her own card making.

She needs to complete the task of making the new Xuanka assigned by Wang Baixu in the past two days, and Zhou Yong will give them a new course in a few days, so the time is very tight, and the tasks assigned to them by the teachers are all designed according to their talents, so even they must go all out in the face of these homework.

Han continued not to say much, put down the titanium pen, closed the ink cartridge and put it again, no longer immersed in the infinite painful cycle of card failure, although he was always unwilling to give up, but he has been accustomed to so many years of failure, more often just a fluke to see if he can hit the luck.

Xun Bingyue in the twenty-third training hall was still waiting for him to appear, and he was completely unaware of it, and once again devoted himself to cultivation.

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The underground prison of the Void Gate, from the inside, does not look like a prison.

The soothing and non-dazzling light is different from the cold and stern of the rest of the prisons, and the blue floors and walls even have a sense of home, but the mechanical sounds overhead and underground will remind the people here of the impregnable impenetrable walls of the copper wall.

This is the cell that Nangong Bat specially built for him after he began to become the demon of the Kamikaze Federation when everyone talked about the tiger's discoloration, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy, and this prodigy fell into the galaxy.

Zhou Yong carried his hands behind his back, and in front of him was a transparent glass wall, and inside the wall was the prisoner who had been destined to be stinking for 10,000 years in these days-Willow Leaf.

was able to rely on his own strength to twist and change the wisdom of countless teachers in the Void Gate Xuanka Department, and single-handedly confronted the entire Void Gate, so that the two royal disciples were almost killed, and hundreds of genius students were killed...... This is a bridge that I dare not write in the book, but it is a fact.

"The Federation will hand you over to King Gu Zheng and King Zhao Zheng. ”

Zhou Yong lowered his eyelids slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said in a flat and deep voice.

Liu Ye slowly raised his head, and his mottled hair hung down to the sides, revealing his vicissitudes of life, but in the past month or so, he looked more than ten years old.

He can still keep smiling in the face of the cold, but waiting in this brain for years, his original smile has been worn into wrinkles that will not bend by time.

"Wang Baixu told me. Liu Ye replied blandly, as if he only knew some insignificant news.

Zhou Yong raised his head slightly, and his gaze fell on him.

Zhou Yong is one of the most legendary figures in the world, but his body is unscrupulous and gives people a sense of distance, even when Han Xu faces him, he sometimes forgets his identity. At this moment, facing this traitor from the Void Gate, he still does not have half a point of arrogance and the loftiness that only a strong man has, but is calm and calm, just like an ordinary middle-aged man.

"This is the first time you've come to see me since I was in prison, and I think you should be angry. Liu Ye said slowly.

Zhou Yong's expression was as usual, and he was silent for a moment before he said: "You entered the void door before me, and I am not as good as you in terms of qualifications." ”

Liu Ye looked at Zhou Yong's eyes and sighed: "The last thing to talk about in the void door is qualifications, but strength. ”

Zhou Yong looked at his reflection reflected on the glass window, and the vicissitudes of willow leaves behind the reflection, suddenly his emotions were a little complicated, his mind had not been turbulent for a long time, but now, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"When I first came to Xumen, you were the most opposed to me as the principal, but later, you were the most supportive of me as the principal. Zhou Yong took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag rarely, lit the fire and smoked it, then took out one and put it on the platform in front of him.

The stage slid up like an elevator, and then only a series of mechanical sounds were heard, and a stage above Willow Leaf's head was slowly lowered, bringing cigarettes and lighters to him.

Many people in the world don't know that Zhou Yong can smoke.

Only Liu Ye and Wang Baixu knew that Zhou Yong could smoke.

On the bark-like face of the willow leaves, a touch of regret rippled out, and a long-lost brilliance bloomed in the eyes.

He lit a cigarette rustily and smoked.

"When Nangong Bat died, several of us drank together to drown our sorrows, lamenting the fall of this genius, what a pity, you also smoked the first cigarette in your life. I've always felt that this thing disturbs my nerves, so I rarely touch it even if I am annoyed, and I don't think you have touched this thing much because of your clumsy movements. Liu Ye smoked awkwardly and looked at Zhou Yong, who was also clumsily spitting smoke.

This picture is a bit joyful, the two high-level people of the virtual door, through the glass curtain wall, smoking in the same unfamiliar posture, the smoke is a little choking out of their mouths and noses, judging from the expressions of the two, neither of them enjoys the process, but both of them stubbornly smoke.

Zhou Yong took six or seven mouthfuls before finally saying, "You tell the person behind it, I will try to protect you." ”

Liu Ye smiled slightly, and the spark of the cigarette in his hand seemed to be the last ember in his life.

"I played chess with Wang Baixu, I won him, but we are actually losers, Wang Baixu misunderstood me in many places, but it is meaningless for me to explain, because I know that this game of chess from the moment it is played, whether it is explained or not, there is no meaning, how I play this game of chess, there is no meaning, what I do is just the result that others want to see, in fact, it excludes the murder itself, whether I exist or not, it is meaningless. I am born or not, there is a difference. ”

Liu Ye raised his head and calmly looked at Zhou Yong's equally calm eyes.

Zhou Yong felt like he couldn't see the end of his eyes like a vast ocean.

Liu Ye pushed the cigarette butt to the ground and looked at the scattered cigarette ash on the ground, "If I say it, you can't save me." I don't say it, I'm protecting you. ”

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