"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" is divided into internal strength and external strength, and those who must cultivate internal strength do not have half of their vitality in their bodies.

The two decided to start their cultivation from internal strength.

Nameless has been practicing swords since he was a child, and his understanding of kendo is deeper than Kunjun's.

During the meal, he said some cultivation matters to Kunjun.

After the meal, the two of them finished preparing and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The first thing they have to do is to dissipate the remaining internal force in their bodies.

The two of them used their internal strength, and the blood flared up again, and the severe pain came again.

However, both of them endured, because the toxicity had diminished a lot, and there was only a little left.

After half a cup of tea, Kunjun finished his work.

He was sweating profusely and almost collapsed!

"Now there is no internal strength at all."

Kunjun gasped and said, "This blood is really powerful. ”

"But as the internal force is exhausted, this poison can be regarded as a solution." Nameless said.

After a night's rest, the next day, a few rays of morning glow shone through the small wooden window.

Kunjun sat down namelessly and began to practice the inner strength method.

"Sword Rush Waste Cave ......" Kun Jun closed his eyes and began to recite the mantra silently.

A trace of special luck began to grow in the body, and then slowly flowed in the veins and tendons according to a certain trajectory.

If you magnify that vitality hundreds or thousands of times, you can see that they are actually in the form of "swords", which is very magical.

At this moment, Kunjun felt that his body was like a bottomless pit, and he needed a lot of vitality to replenish it.

After practicing all morning, Jian Yuan didn't give birth much, and Kunjun felt that this progress was too slow.

What to do?

It suddenly occurred to him that he still had three Blood Bodhi left.

This made him overjoyed, this is not only a healing elixir, but also can enhance internal strength.

Just what is needed now.

After lunch, rest for an hour.

Kunjun swallowed a blood bodhi and began to continue practicing.

Soon, a strange scene appeared!

He was slowly enveloped in a myriad of red rays.

The rays of light twisted and swayed, then transformed into red "swords" that began to rush into his body as soon as they took shape.

At this time, Kunjun felt that his entry had been accelerated by a hundred times!

And the whole body is comfortable!

He couldn't help but want to yell out!

Fortunately, they were important prisoners, and the cells were far away from the others, otherwise they would have been shocked to see them.

Because the sight is so amazing!

Nameless felt that something was not right, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the surface of his body was dazzling red, and streams of "red sword streams" rushed into his body.

Speechless with shock!

I wondered why I didn't have such a vision when I was cultivating.

Could it be that my qualifications are too much worse than this kid's?

What a genius?!

Nameless actually wants to ask...... Why?

But seeing that he was in a wonderful situation with his eyes closed, and knew that he could not be disturbed, he gave up.

"I can't be ......outdone by this kid," Nameless muttered, closing his eyes and practicing.

Soon another afternoon passed.

The red light on Kunjun's body disappeared, and he reaped his credit.

Huo Di opened his eyes, and a red sword light flashed under his eyes.

In a moment, Nameless also opened his eyes.

"Nameless senior, I feel that I am making rapid progress today, I believe that it will not be long before I can recover my strength, what about you?" Kunjun asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay......" said Nameless.

He actually felt very uncomfortable, because the entry was very slow.

He has been known as a kendo genius since he was a child, but compared to this kid today, there is so much difference.

Thinking about it, he sighed again in his heart, he was really too mediocre.

How did he know that Kunjun was taking blood Bodhi.

Kunjun didn't know what he was thinking, and seeing that his face was a little wrong, he asked, "Senior, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Maybe I'm a little tired from practicing." Nameless said, he was actually a little tired.

"Oh." Kunjun said, he wondered in his heart, he said it was okay just now, why was he suddenly tired again.

Just then, footsteps sounded in the passage of the cell.

Kunjun thought it was a food delivery, but who knew that it was a man with pockmarks on his face.

He didn't look very old, wearing a satin gown, like a dignitary.

Waving his fan, he came to the door of Kunjun's cell with a smile on his face, looked at him and said, "Shenjun, we meet again." ”

"You are? ......" Kunjun felt that he had never seen this person, but looking at the contours of his face and voice, it was a little familiar, and he walked two steps towards him, but finally did not recognize him.

"Shenjun is really a noble person who forgets things, why did he forget it so quickly." The visitor laughed.

Divine Monarch ...... Divine Monarch ...... He actually called himself a god, and it seems that there is only ...... who calls himself a god

Kunjun's eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed at him and said, "You are a mud bodhisattva!?" ”

"Hehehe...... Shenjun finally remembered, it was under him. The mud bodhisattva said.

"How did you become like this?!"

Kunjun remembered that the last time he was in Qingliang Temple, he was like an old man, his face was full of hemorrhoids, and he couldn't see people at all.

Although his face is full of pockmarks now, his appearance is much higher, and with this luxurious dress, he looks like a middle-aged man.

"Isn't it much better?"

The mud bodhisattva said proudly, shook off the folding fan, and fanned it twice, his black hair fluttering, wanting to show an elegant temperament.

"It's much better-looking, you looked scary last time, and you don't like to hear it—like a ghost!" Kunjun said with a smile.

"Hahaha...... Shenjun said it well. ”

The mud bodhisattva was not angry, and said, "The reason why I am like a ghost is because of the gods, so what ......?"

Kun Jun said: "So you and Broken Lang harmed me, but it's a pity, I'm still alive." ”

Mud Bodhisattva said: "I didn't expect your life to be so big, even the fire qilin can't kill you." ”

"You're disappointed, aren't you?" Kunjun said.

"Yes, I'm disappointed."

The mud bodhisattva continued, "If you don't die for a day, the hemorrhoids on my face will not be good for a day. So I've always wanted to find another chance to you. As soon as the Godless Palace entered the Central Plains this time, I knew that the opportunity had come. ”

Hearing this, Kun Jun shot two cold lightning bolts in his eyes, looked at him and said, "There is absolutely no god to deal with me, you instigated it?" ”

"Hahaha......"

The mud bodhisattva took two steps back and laughed, "It's the true appearance, you're unlucky, my illness will be cured." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bronze mirror and took a photo, looked at his beautiful face, and praised: "It's really much better." ”

"You're a pervert!"

Kunjun scolded: "First the hero, then the absolute godless, you stir up the wind and rain, what are you trying to do?!" ”

"Why do you have to have a picture? It's just a game, the golden scales are not the things in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter the wind and clouds, which is fun...... Playful! ……”

The mud bodhisattva waved his hands and laughed so hard that his whole face began to distort, "I want to be the god who dominates the world......"

"When I get out, the first person I'm going to kill is you madman!" Kunjun said hatefully.

"You are now like a bird in a cage, and your martial arts are useless!"

The mud bodhisattva laughed wildly and walked out, "I'll wait for you......"

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