Practice?

When Shang Yunmu heard these two words, a lot of imagination appeared in his mind, could it be that he was like in the Douluo Continent and achieved Dao improvement by constantly absorbing soul rings, or was he refining qi and medicine like he was in Douluo Continent?

Who would have imagined that events that only happened in the story of the novel actually happened to him!

That's right, cultivation! is cultivation, and when he came to this world, Shang Yunmu realized that he could only protect his father by embarking on the path of Xuanshi's cultivation, so that Wang Erbao could pay the price for his humiliation!

"What else do you want to do, come on, I won't be afraid of you anymore!" Shang Yunmu burst into tears, realizing that the purpose of his coming to this world was cultivation, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his thin body was thin, and his clear eyes flashed with excitement.

The sudden epiphany made him suddenly enlightened. He struggled to get up from the ground as if he had some kind of strength in an instant.

"You're so the bones. Wang Erbao didn't understand what could dominate this young man to stand up, obviously he had seriously injured him many times, and he might not be able to stand up if he was to change it. Besides, he's still a person who hasn't obtained the qualification of a Xuan Master!

Wang Erbao's face was gloomy, he didn't allow Shang Yunmu to stand up, he had to crawl!

"I'll see if you can get up this time!" Wang Erbao waved his arm suddenly, his five fingers were buckling into some strange posture, and he kept changing. And at this time, in front of the Soul Suppression Gate, an electric light suddenly crossed in an arc, and the flames fluctuating by the Xuan Power inspired by Wang Erbao in front of the mountain gate flickered in the dim air.

And Shang Yunmu didn't have the slightest ripple on his face, and he simply gasped lightly because of the punch wound on his body. On the other hand, those sect disciples, except for Wang Erbao, the others all gathered together one after another, thinking that the electric light was coming towards them.

Shang Yunmu spat blood from his mouth, and the blood held in his chest spit out unconsciously, "And then, what are you going to do? But so?" He guessed that this was the strange electric light that he had just obtained in front of him was made by Wang Erbao with Xuan power, but he didn't understand it, because after the electric light, he didn't receive any damage. Moreover, in front of the real heavenly thunder arranged around the barrier around the gate of the Desolate Sect Mountain Gate, the faint arc of electricity was just like a mayfly, so that he was a little contemptuous, thinking that Wang Erbao was playing tricks.

A sinister smile crossed the corner of Wang Erbao's mouth.

Then, he suddenly took a few steps back, and at the same time, a few silver silk threads emerged from the wind-filled cuffs, dragging the remaining five blue-shirted teenagers back, his eyes were shining, and he said as if he was interested: "Let you see the results of my cultivation over the years!"

Shang Yunmu listened to it in his ears, but he still remained calm for no reason, his nose was beaten with blood, and the tip of his nose was sore, he subconsciously covered his nose with his hand, took a breath, and the feeling of blood flowing back into his throat was as uncomfortable as being stuck in a fish bone.

"What's it, there are so many lines, but it's some real kung fu. ”

Shang Yunmu was kicked hard by Wang Erbao in front of his head, and now after standing for a few minutes, a feeling of suffocation and dizziness came to his face, as if there was blood in his head. In addition, his whole body was beaten by the disciples of those sects, and his skin was open, green and swollen.

“......”

"What is this?" Shang Yunmu suddenly felt that the oxygen in the air was rapidly being lost, and his chest felt a tightness.

Wang Erbao chanted a strange word like a mantra, which seemed to be the mantra of some kind of exercise, and a string of black characters suddenly appeared on the four stone cups that were lit with fire, and flew towards Shang Yunmu on the ground. Seeing that above his head, a black paragraph that seemed to be a scripture-like character was spinning back and forth, Shang Yunmu also felt interesting, could this be the good show that Wang Erbao wanted to show? Thinking so in his heart, he cautiously retracted his exposed limbs, crawled and curled up to the edge of a stone cup.

"Beep-poo-"

The sound of leaves peeling sounded in Shang Yunmu's ears, and a few leaves appeared on his body, and when he raised his head, he found that it had fallen from the sky, but where was there any tree here? There were more and more leaves, and they were gradually scattered all over the ground.

"What the hell?"

At this moment, after a buzzing sound in the air, the stone lamp behind the young man extinguished the fire, and suddenly the stone seemed to be touched by something, and it flew off the ground and smashed to the side. Then four thorny silver vines came out of his side, and in the thunderous air, these vines made a metallic buzzing sound, and the four vines formed a cage that trapped him in it, the silver vines with spikes and small grooves like ants, with a texture that had been washed by years of time.

This is a plant! This is clearly a silver utensil!

Shang Yunmu saw that the thing beside him was very strange, the body of the instrument was as sharp as the blade of the sword, and he felt seven up and eight times in his heart, after all, it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

Just when he was still at a loss to look at the embattled in front of him, a voice came from outside the sword vine, and several blue-shirted young men began to flatter Wang Erbao again with hypocrisy.

"Is this Senior Brother's magic weapon? It's really amazing, it can even fight out of the body!"

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother's realm really surprised me!"

Wang Erbao enjoyed the feeling of being held in the sky, immersed in the praise, and smiled. The cage-like container was the mysterious weapon that Wang Erbao obtained when he was promoted to the second-level realm Xuan Master, the Thorn Vine Silver Sword. It can be attacked and defended, turning into a silver arrow in the sky when attacking, so that the enemy has nowhere to escape, and turning into a cage when defending, almost without injury in a hundred battles.

"Xuanqi? Sister Xian'er said before that every Xuanshi on this continent has his own Xuanqi, and with the use of fixed exercises, it can exert infinite effects!"

Hearing Wang Erbao introducing the thorn vine in front of him, Shang Yunmu was taken aback in his heart, he didn't expect that there was such a thing as a magic weapon, he looked left and right, and tried to touch the boundary with his hand, but the spikes on it directly cut through his skin, and the blood dripped on the ground, as if a dark red fire lotus flower had bloomed.

The disciples behind Wang Erbao were also surprised, for the first time they saw the senior brother take out the mysterious weapon, in the market of Xiliang County, there were occasional merchants who heard the magic weapon say that this kind of thing, it is said that all the magic weapons are unborn treasures, all of them are produced in the Tianjiang Pavilion in Luoyang, and the world's first refiner there, Huang Yueying, refined.