Night and day, the lake here is like a pool of stagnant water, and Su Changtian in the lake is like an old monk.

Day and night were reversed, time was reversed, and the number of martial veins in Su Changtian's body became more and more invisibly, and after this half-month of cultivation, his strength had been completely stabilized at the level of the Three Xuanwu Warriors.

And faintly has the potential to continue to break through!

At this time, Su Changtian's long hair was fluttering, and in the past half a month, in addition to basic eating and sleeping, he had almost always been between cultivation, immersed in this boundless martial artery sweet spring, which made him unable to extricate himself.

This feeling is quite wonderful, different from the feeling when I was soaked in the essence blood of the rock python in Yuanshan Town, soaked in the sweet spring of the martial arts, there is a cold and clear feeling all over the body, and the pain and fatigue in the body are lost in an instant for a while, and there is only the refreshing feeling of pleasure.

Time passed in a flash, Su Changtian stayed in the lake, and stayed for half a month, until the abnormal movement in his body was so strong that even the lake around him produced fine waves, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Whew..."

Su Changtian's long-lost strength was all over his body, and he really couldn't give him time to cultivate alone, otherwise he would reveal his true nature as a cultivator.

From the beginning to the end of this month, he has been immersed in the lake, and it is precisely because of this month of endless cultivation that his strength has changed from the beginning to the top of the Three Xuan.

There was a slight sense of wonder in his breath, but Su Changtian was extremely clear, this feeling was exactly the same as the feeling he broke through a month ago.

Whether you can break through the four mysteries depends on the present.

The thunder force came out, wrapping Su Changtian's body tightly, and Su Changtian's breath at this time was not directly exposed, but all gathered in this thunder force, brewing and rippling.

Thump!

With Su Changtian's heart trembling, the floating aura immediately hung away, and at this time, a trace of joy slipped between Su Changtian's eyebrows, and this feeling of promotion was quite wonderful every time.

Su Changtian raised his hand and took it, and his breath became much weaker in an instant, and this floating aura wrapped around Su Changtian's body, and with it, there was also an abundant force.

Su Changtian condensed his senses, and nearly half of the meridians in his body were transformed into martial veins, and it could be said that this abundant force came from here.

At this moment, a majestic thunderbolt burst out, Su Changtian flashed out directly, and suddenly appeared next to the lake.

The blood hole caused by Huo Nanfeng's ferocious shot that pierced his right shoulder before had completely healed in this month, and he couldn't see the slightest injury.

"There is still half a year before the preliminary selection. ”

He Su Changtian can't stay in this lake all the time, although the effect of Wumai Ganquan is good, but everything pays attention to a degree, long-term immersion in this pool of Wumai Ganquan to moisturize, the effect will immediately weaken a lot, and he still has a lot to do, such a paradise, let's come back next time.

Looking at the fluctuations of the four Xuanwu Martial Artists that he exuded, Su Changtian had a lot of thoughts, and it had been nearly half a year since he came to Luobei City, and he was able to go from only condensing nine martial arts patterns to the current Four Xuanwu Martial Artists, which must have been beyond most people's expectations.

I have to thank the opportunity along the way, and every difficult battle along the way, if he is comfortable in Yuanshan Town, he dares to assert that after a year, he will definitely not be qualified to contact the preliminary selection of the Beiwu Academy, and the flowers in the greenhouse, no matter how bright they bloom, are so fragile.

I'm afraid that now that I have returned to Luo Tianzong, even Master Cui Qing and Elder Baixun are probably dumbfounded, and I can't imagine that the kid with nine patterns at the beginning can really reach this point in nearly half a year.

However, this is far from enough for a martial artist.

Moreover, Su Changtian has gradually understood that the so-called reaching the martial artist class is only the most basic thing, there are surprisingly many young martial artists in Luobei City, and if they want to have more chances of winning in the preliminary selection, I am afraid that their cultivation in the martial artist class will not be too low.

Looking at Luo Jingnian's white paintings, all of them are young martial arts powerhouses, compared with them, they still have a long way to go, you must know that the preliminary selection of Su Changtian does not intend to use divine weapons, so he must reach the level of martial artists in his own strength.

Thinking of this, Su Changtian clenched his fists, even so, he still had to try his best to fight for it, he also wanted to know what was brilliant about the Beiwu Academy, the first university in the Northern Regions.

As soon as the thunder and force were retracted, Su Changtian came back to his senses in an instant, but when he was tidying up his clothes, he felt tired for some reason.

"Where did this tiredness come from?"

It was not simply fatigue and tiredness, but a feeling of deprivation after his own strength had been quietly absorbed, and although it was not the reason, this feeling had been present since he entered the lake to retreat, but it was masked by his aura at that time.

The sharp eyes looked at the boundless lake, the lake was still as calm as ever, and there was nothing wrong with Su Changtian's perception.

How can it be so good that it feels this way?

His eyes wandered, just as Su Changtian was thinking, a piece of turquoise vine fell from in front of him and fell on the surface of the lake, he leaned over and grabbed the vine, and touched it with his fingers.

Su Changtian's frowning brows stretched slightly, and after walking along the long path for a while, the vine immortal tree appeared in front of him, but the vine immortal tree in front of him seemed to become more lush.

Looking up at the vine immortal tree in front of him, and looking at the lake generated by the Wumai Ganquan just now, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"Could it be that the reason why this vine immortal tree can grow like this in such a dangerous environment is precisely because of this martial vein sweet spring?"

With such a large amount of martial vein nectar, even a rather rare vine immortal tree can grow here, and it is also with the help of the nourishment of the martial vein nectar, that it grows like this.

And the previous Su Changtian strayed into the lake, and part of his own force was gradually transformed into the nutrients of the vine immortal tree, although there was not much loss to him himself, just a little more recovery, but the vine immortal tree in front of him was really a little insatiable.

"Boy, today you have taken advantage of me, and in the future I will come to take your fruit, which is a yard for a yard. ”

Su Changtian punched the trunk of this vine immortal tree, the big tree stood still, Su Changtian couldn't help but pretend to be vicious and said fiercely, the little abacus was already fighting in his heart.

In that case, it's time to think about how to get out of the Mountains.