"When one's own Xuan Qi is successfully integrated into the bone marrow?" Yun Yuan muttered to himself as he looked at the dissipated energy on his right arm.

He rolled his eyes, looked down and thought about it, and muttered in a low voice, "Blend into the bone marrow... ? ”

Before he finished speaking, he sat up again, his eyes slowly closed, and his body exuded a cold ice blue aura.

"Integrating into the bone marrow is not the same as filling the whole bone, and integrating into the bone marrow may mean that the bone marrow is transformed with Xuan Qi?" he thought alone in his mind, and once again mobilized a trace of Xuan Qi from the Qi Mansion and rushed towards his right hand bone.

Yun Yuan carefully integrated the Xuan Qi into the hand bones, feeling his hand bones, and trying to condense the Xuan Qi in it into bone marrow.

However, after a long while, the Xuan Qi in the bones of his hand still did not change in the slightest, which made him impatient.

"Damn, it's too difficult, I'll ask the old man tomorrow. He finally gave up and turned the page backwards.

When he saw the things on the page, he suddenly felt that there was a surging qi and blood in his body that was rushing madly towards his brain, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

He slapped his head, pinched his own person, and gritted his teeth and said, "Is this still a man's practice?"

Why did Yun Yuan react like this?

That's because on this page of the book it says, "Integrating into the bone marrow is not just the fusion of Xuan Qi with the bone marrow, and this method cannot directly make the Xuan Qi stay in the bone marrow forever." The so-called integration into the bone marrow is actually to abandon one's own original bone marrow and then cast a new bone marrow with Xuan Qi, which is truly integrated into the bone marrow!" and then on the other side is a diagram of the bone structure of the human body.

"One, two, three..." Yun Yuan stared at the structure diagram and counted, the more he counted, the more his mouth opened, and when he finished counting, he gasped, "Two hundred and six bones!

"Moreover, what does it mean to give up the bone marrow of your true body, do you hollow out all the bone marrow in your bones?" Yun Yuan said as he spoke, his brain made up the picture, and he felt a chill in his back.

He shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Forget it, let's read this book first." Then he flipped back to the page.

As a result, on that page, there was only one sentence left, "If you have not cultivated to the first level of the immortal body, you will not want to obtain the second level." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Yun Yuan scolded a little annoyed, and turned the page back again, but there was no word on that page.

He flipped back a few more pages, but there was still not half a word, Yun Yuan was completely angry, closed the book, threw it on the ground, and scolded at the book: "Whoever wants to learn will learn! Anyway, I won't learn it!"

Then he jumped out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran outside.

Outside the house, Yango was looking at the full moon shuttling through the clouds, and the silver moonlight illuminated the mountainside and his face.

He held a teacup in his hand, looking very leisurely, but with a faint sense of melancholy.

Yun Yuan ran over, stood beside the stone table, picked up the teapot, held the spout to his mouth, and drank it in a big gulp.

When Yango looked at him like that, his face darkened, and he thought to himself, "Ah... My tea..."

"Ahh

"Stinky boy, I don't have much tea leaves left, so you just drank it all?" Yan Ge stood up and knocked Yun Yuan's head.

Seeing this, Yun Yuan said with a smile: "I haven't seen you so stingy usually!"

Hearing this, Yan Ge's old face turned red and scolded: "You talk a lot of!." Then he changed the subject and said, "Why, have you finished reading the book? ”

"Oh, don't mention it, that broken book is just an appetite, and I left it in the house, too lazy to learn. Yun Yuan confronted Yan Ge and criticized the book.

"Do you know how precious that book is, if it is placed in the Xuantian Domain, I don't know how many people will fight for it!" Yan Ge sighed.

"But the author of this book is also really too eccentric. Yun Yuan said.

"Forget it, don't worry, I'm slowly teaching you tomorrow, your swordsmanship should also be practiced, just consolidate the realm, it's not good if the realm is promoted too quickly." Jengo responded.

After hearing this, Yun Yuan was also eager to try, he had indeed not practiced swords for a long time, and he just wanted to know how much his strength would improve after reaching the late stage of the Origin Realm.

"Okay!" Yun Yuan nodded and responded, then jumped to the flat ground not far away.

Jengo sat down, eyes fixed on him, as if the boy had once again appeared in front of him.

He steadied himself and stood up straight, his eyes slowly closed, his handsome mouth slowly opened, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

Even if he is only ten years old, under the moonlight, his face still looks so handsome and handsome, exuding an indescribable temperament, which is very eye-catching.

His right hand slowly stretched out to the right, his five fingers opened, the ice blue Xuan Qi gathered, the hilt of the Xuan Yan Sword condensed from his palm, and continued to condense the sword body and tip to the right, and a blue and white long sword gradually took shape.

Since the last battle, Yun Yuan has been in a coma for two months. In the past two months, the Xuan Yan Sword in his body has been constantly nourished by the Xuan Qi brought by the green vortex, and the blue on the sword body has become more and more beautiful, just like the sky on a clear day, exuding a comfortable blue light.

Yun Yuan felt that the Xuanyan Sword in his hand seemed to have become a lot stronger, and he was overjoyed, and his right hand held the Xuanyan Sword floating in front of his palm, and waved it a few times towards the air.

The blue sword light flashed, leaving a cold mist in the air, as if it was about to freeze the air.

Yun Yuan nodded with satisfaction, closed his eyes again, and the first move of the Xuanyang Sword Book appeared in his mind, and then his body moved, and the Xuanyan Sword in his right hand exuded a faint sword aura, only to see him swing a sword forward violently, then swing the second sword to the side, and the third sword followed...

Seeing that the first eight-style combo of the "Xuanyang Sword Codex" was used by Yun Yuan perfectly, Yan Ge felt a little relieved in his heart, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

In the dark night under the moonlight, Yun Yuan danced his sword, the speed became faster and faster, the Xuanyan Sword in his hand was like frost and snow, and the blue light was all around, and the sword qi of the Xuanyan Sword seemed to be given life, surrounding Yun Yuan's body, swimming freely.

At this time, Qin Yang's voice with a hint of excitement suddenly sounded in Yun Yuan's mind, "I'm here too!"

Yun Yuan nodded and said happily, "Okay!"

Then slowed down his body, the Xuanyan sword in his right hand was inserted on the ground, his left hand was raised high, his five fingers were opened, his palm was upward, and the fiery red Xuan Qi condensed in his hand, just like the Xuanyan Sword, the Qinyang Sword began to condense from the hilt, and in the blink of an eye, a black and red long sword appeared in Yun Yuan's palm.

As soon as Yun Yuan grasped the Qinyang Sword in the palm of his left hand, the momentum in his body instantly changed from cold to gentle, and the red and blue light emitted by the two long swords became even more brilliant.

He pulled out the Xuanyan Sword in his right hand and placed it horizontally in front of him, and the Qinyang Sword in his left hand was placed diagonally behind him, his body was slightly bent, his body rushed forward and turned, and the sword qi emitted by the two long swords formed a light and shadow that was half ice blue and half fiery red beside him.

Two thick sword qi swam beside him, the sword was like a white snake spitting letters, hissing through the wind, and like a dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, sometimes as sudden as lightning.

"Giggles" Qin Yang's voice kept echoing in Yun Yuan's mind, sounding very happy.

"Hahahaha. Yun Yuan was also affected by her touching laughter, and involuntarily felt a very satisfied feeling in his heart, and laughed while dancing his sword.

Seeing this, Yan Ge on the side also laughed, looked at the full moon in the sky, and muttered: "Perhaps, this is the life you want." ”

Just as the twin swords dancing in Yun Yuan's hands were getting faster and faster, he suddenly felt as if he had been electrocuted, and there was a trace of numbness in his arm.

"What's going on?" Yun Yuan said suspiciously.

Then he stopped his movements, and the moment Yun Yuan stopped moving, the feeling on his arm suddenly disappeared.

Yun Yuan shook his head and said to himself, "Maybe it's my hallucination." ”

After Yan Ge saw Yun Yuan stop, he asked, "Why did you stop?

Yun Yuan looked at Yan Ge, bared his teeth at him, and said, "No, no." His body moved, he waved his hands, and practiced swordsmanship again.

"Now that I've reached the late stage of the Origin Realm, maybe I can try the second level of the Xuanyang Sword Codex. He thought to himself.

Then he closed his eyes and used his soul power to extract in his mind the entire Xuanyang Sword Codex that Yan Ge had given him a long time ago, and rehearsed the second eight-style combo and the second martial art in his mind.

Suddenly, Yun Yuan's eyes opened, the Xuanyan Sword in his hand turned into a little blue starlight, returned to his Qi Mansion, took the Qinyang Sword with his right hand, and his body was in the second preparatory posture of the Xuanyang Sword Codex.

The Qinyang Sword seemed to sense something, and the sword body suddenly vibrated violently, and the fiery red light overflowed the sword body, swimming around the entire sword.

Seeing this, Yan Ge looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Hahaha, this kid is really like him, he has extraordinary talent!"

Before the words fell, Yun Yuan's figure had already moved.

Maybe it's an illusion, or maybe it's because of the environment, Yun Yuan, who holds the Qinyang Sword in his hand and performs the second eight-style combo of the "Xuanyang Sword Codex", actually exudes a unique arrogant temperament of "being at the top of the mountain, and seeing the mountains at a glance", as if it is right in front of you, but it is difficult to grasp.

Eight swords in a row passed, and fiery red sword light surrounded him.

Suddenly, he jumped up suddenly, in mid-air, the index finger and middle finger together, the thick Xuan Qi on the two fingers gathered, Yun Yuan put the Qinyang Sword in front of him, the two fingers quickly slashed across the sword body, a blazing flame ignited on the sword body of the Qinyang Sword, and the flame illuminated the mountainside.

Immediately after that, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, feeling the powerful energy fluctuations on the sword, and the two pairs of black eyes seemed to turn fiery red, muttering: "Is this the second martial art?"

Yun Yuan was very excited in his heart, and then set his eyes on a large stone not far away, and slaughtered it from mid-air.