The night at the Yellow Sand Station is always filled with the sound of whirring wind and the sound of sand and gravel lapping.

The fat man had already fallen asleep after a tiring journey, but he was still chattering in his sleep, and it seemed that he was even imagining what food to taste in his dreams.

Gently closing the door, Bai Mei came to a clearing alone, not far away, a team of soldiers on duty was still patrolling dutifully.

With a flip of his hand, he took out the Grim Sword from the ring, and the dark silver blade reflected the flowing moonlight.

I don't know when it was a habit to develop, and Bai Mei, who sleeps less and less, is always used to dancing with a long sword alone in the quiet night.

The long sword in his hand waved gently, and the white eyebrows with half-closed eyes danced slowly and calmly.

The feeling of the sharp blade cutting through the air was transmitted along the blade to Bai Mei's body.

Xu Ling's swordsmanship, which is mainly fast and sharp, began to slowly give birth to a soft and delicate texture in Bai Mei's hands at this moment.

The stagnation of true qi cultivation made Bai Mei distressed and anxious. Whenever he is depressed to the extreme, Bai Mei will choose to use this way to soothe his mood.

It was only when he grasped the sword in his hand that the restlessness and uneasiness faded.

Airplanes!

The blade of the sword was erected, and the white-eyed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out an inch of essence. The gentle and gentle sword momentum changed suddenly, and the wind howled and surging from Bai Mei's body.

"Driving the long wind, its Xu is immeasurable!"

The figure seemed to suddenly transform into a hurricane surging from the sky, there was no shadow under Bai Mei's feet, and the long sword in his hand hissed constantly!

Bite!

The tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the infinite sword shadows swarmed out, turning the flat sand into a pockmarked face in an instant.

Bang bang bang

The applause from far and near made Bai Mei's earlobe move, and the negative sword turned around, and Bai Mei saw a pale cyan figure approaching quickly, and came to Bai Mei in the blink of an eye.

"At such a young age, the swordsmanship is so pure, who is your teacher?" The long beard blew slightly, and Pang Xuezhen asked Bai Mei with an appreciative look.

"I don't have a teacher, I'm a casual practitioner. Bai Mei replied honestly.

"Scattered cultivation?" A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Pang Xuezhen said: "It's really not easy for casual cultivation to have such a talent as you. ”

"Your Excellency has won the prize. In the face of such a Zhuji True Cultivator, Bai Mei always remained calm.

"I heard Feichen say that your qualifications for the test are average, but you still come out to practice swords late at night, you are really diligent. Looking at the stubborn sword in Bai Mei's hand, although it has the camouflage of the hidden blade scabbard, it is not enough for a foundation building true cultivator like Pang Xuezhen.

It seemed that he also felt Pang Xuezhen's gaze, and Bai Mei held the hand of the stubborn sword, and unconsciously retracted it.

Seeing Bai Mei's reaction, Pang Xuezhen couldn't help laughing: "You kid, it's hard to be afraid that I won't be able to rob you of your magic weapon." ”

"Come, sit. With a slight movement of his fingers, two sand chairs suddenly rose on the sand and beckoned Bai Mei to sit down, Pang Xuezhen said: "Somehow, I always feel like something is going to happen recently." If you build a foundation like me and cultivate a true foundation, once a whim happens, there must be a reason.

But no matter what I think, I can't tell what will happen.

Since the great war 10,000 years ago, the sword cultivation that was the main force in the battle has gradually withered, and it is far from the grand occasion of the year.

Ten thousand years have passed since that catastrophe, but if we do it again, will we be able to stop it?"

Looking at Pang Xuezhen, who was deep-eyed, Bai Mei said, "My lord, what do you mean by telling me this?"

"It's nothing, Pang has been guarding this Huangsha post for twenty years, and the geniuses and demons in the south have seen a lot. There are many people who are younger than you and have a higher cultivation than you, but they just can't see what I want to see, but fortunately, today, I got what I wanted. ”

Holding his long beard, Pang Xuezhen flipped his palm and took out a simple and simple small oil lamp: "This is a relic of my friend, for you." Hope it helps. ”

"No, no, no, since it's a relic of an adult's friend, how can I take it. Waving his hand and refusing, his white eyebrows swept his eyes, and he suddenly inadvertently saw the sparks on the oil lamp.

A flower in front of him, when Bai Mei saw it clearly, he was already on a pale blue water.

Strangely stepping on the mirror-like water, Bai Mei looked around, and the same scenery was seen as far as the eye could see.

What kind of place is this? Suddenly being teleported to such a strange place, Bai Mei frowned, originally thought that a foundation building true cultivator would not do anything to himself as a Qi cultivation cultivator, but now it seems that he is thinking simply.

Just as Bai Mei frowned and thought, a man wearing a purple striped red-bottomed robe suddenly appeared on the originally empty water.

"Take my sword and send you out. The empty and deep voice made the back of the white eyebrows cold, and the man who was facing the white eyebrows slowly turned around, and the pupils of the white eyebrows suddenly shrank.

A very ordinary middle-aged man's appearance, but the position of his eyes is two bloody hollows.

What is the situation? The miscellaneous flakes in Bai Mei's mind had just risen, and the purple-robed man had already turned into a sharp sword light and stabbed towards Bai Mei.

A strong sense of danger frantically stimulated Bai Mei's nerves. The huge pressure that has never been felt before made the green tendons on Bai Mei's forehead bulge suddenly.

Since the beginning of the Dao, the strongest sword cultivation that Bai Mei has encountered is the wine sword man at the peak of the qi training period, but when the wine sword man and Bai Mei make a move, they will grasp the proportion, and the purpose is to teach Bai Mei.

But the man's sword in front of him, as soon as it appeared, made Bai Mei feel a strong breath of death, just like this sword, if Bai Mei really can't catch it, then there is only one way to wait for him.

The Qinglian True Qi in the body spontaneously began to operate, and the stubborn sword fell into his hand, looking at the man's speeding sword light, the white-eyed eyes trembled rapidly, and his brain analyzed the man's sword momentum hundreds of times per second, looking for the flaws in it!

There are no flaws!How is it possible?!The confidence in his own sword sect's master expertise made Bai Mei never dare to believe this fact.

The sword light is getting closer and closer, and even the faint white eyebrows can smell a sharp edge that stings the tip of the nose!

The right hand holding the stubborn sword kept trembling, and it was the first time that someone crushed it with swordsmanship, so that Bai Mei's heart could not be calmed for a long time.

What should I do? What should I do? The way to deal with it kept rising in my heart, and the next second I was quickly vetoed by Bai Mei himself. Caught in a state of endless cycle, Bai Mei seems to be able to only lead his neck to be killed, waiting for death.

Consciousness sank, and the Qinglian True Qi in Bai Mei's body was also like a wild horse that had been loosened, and began to roar wildly and wantonly in Bai Mei's body.

The breath was abnormally disordered, and a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Bai Mei's mouth.

Boom! The sword light that roared and ripped the breath flew in front of Bai Mei.

The fierce blade of the sword blew the hair of the white eyebrows and temples to the back of the head, and victory or defeat was life and death in an instant!

Recite!

The white eyebrows, who lowered their heads in dazed contemplation, suddenly widened, and their eyes, which were originally full of confusion and entanglement, suddenly became bright.

The long sword suddenly left his hand, and above the three-foot sword blade, wisps of sword qi like mist swam out, surrounding the purple-robed man in the blink of an eye!

The tip of the sword that was as bright as a man's head stopped in front of the center of the white eyebrows, and the sword qi as thin as a cow's hair floated on the side of the purple-robed man.

No matter who goes further, it is the difference between life and death.

Slowly put down the long sword, the hollow eyes of the purple-robed man stared at the white eyebrows for a long time, and then the pair of hollow eyes suddenly became flesh and blood, and a pair of starry eyes grew.

"You've passed. ”

The purple-robed man said softly, and his white eyebrows were suddenly soaked with sweat.

The battle just now was only a few breaths at most, but in Bai Mei's heart, it was like experiencing a big battle for three days and three nights.

However, although this battle was unprecedentedly dangerous, Bai Mei's harvest made him feel more worthwhile.

Feeling the true qi that had changed a lot in his body, Bai Mei smiled happily, Bai Mei, who had cultivated the fourth layer of qi, finally stepped into the ranks of the mid-stage cultivators of qi training.

There are nine layers of Qi training, and there is a difficulty in every third layer.

Monks in the early stage of qi cultivation have shallow true qi in their bodies, and they are more used as an introduction to spells or attach weapons to increase their power. Just like the previous Lu Fang, every time you cast a spell, you have to catch the materials prepared in advance, and the role of true qi is more of a guide.

Another example is Bai Mei, the cultivation of the third level of qi training allows him to only stay at the level of sword intent, no matter how deep he understands which sword technique, he can't go beyond the level to use the sword qi that can only be controlled in the middle of qi training.

Most sword cultivation is always the realm of the sword path that cannot catch up with their own cultivation, and even if they break through the early stage of qi training, it will take a long time to practice to master the skills of sword qi.

But Bai Mei is different, due to the effect of the main specialty of the Shushan Sword Sect, Bai Mei's kendo realm will always remain at the critical point of its own cultivation, once the cultivation has a breakthrough, the kendo realm will also break through.

Under the threat of death from the purple-robed man, Bai Mei's stagnant cultivation finally made progress, and after being promoted to the middle stage of qi training, Bai Mei instantly mastered the sword qi method, and took over the sword of the purple-robed man on the condition of losing both.

Sitting on the ground, Bai Mei slowly spread out his palms, and a wisp of sword qi like silk threads fluttered gently.

This is the sword qi condensed by Xu Ling's swordsmanship, containing the sword intent of the strong wind, which is extremely sharp.

Staring at the wisp of sword qi in Bai Mei's palm, the purple-robed man on the side slowly showed a smile: "You can go!" With a wave of his robe, Bai Mei suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Mei had already returned to Huangsha Station, and he was facing Pang Xuezhen, who was holding an oil lamp and looking at him with a smile.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyou, cultivation is a breakthrough. Looking at Bai Mei with a smile on his face, Pang Xuezhen said: "Now this gift of mine, do you still want it?"