340 future disciples
After staying in the Zhonghua Pavilion for a few days, Jiang Yi and Youruo returned to the stronghold of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
Subsequently, Jiang Yi found Xiongba again, and asked him to find an opportunity to let the Huolin Sword flow back into the rivers and lakes, so as not to affect the future Seven Martial Dragon Slayer.
In fact, you are practicing sword combo? When the ten directions were invincible, Jiang Yi thought about whether to gather ten divine weapons and use them with the exercises. I believe that with the assistance of the divine weapon, the power of this divine skill will definitely be able to increase a lot.
However, after thinking about it, he finally gave up this idea, after all, each of the existing divine weapons has unique characteristics, which may not necessarily match the artistic conception of the invincible moves of the ten directions. As for finding materials to customize the divine weapon, it is even more impossible.
In addition, he can't carry ten divine weapons with him every time he goes out, which is too weird and inconvenient.
In the end, Jiang Yi still put his mind on cultivation, thinking about breaking through to the realm of heaven and man first. As long as you can successfully break through, you think that with one sword and one sword, it is enough to perform a complete sword combination? Ten parties are invincible.
Time passed day by day, everyone was concentrating on cultivation, and the appearance of Emperor Shakti made everyone feel a strong pressure, and everyone did not dare to slack off.
On this day, a high-pitched eagle's cry sounded in the courtyard of the mansion.
Yo~
The white Haidongqing flapped its huge wings, and suddenly set off a gust of wind, whistling and sweeping out.
Whizzing!
Wang Yu and Wang Xiaoling were carried by the wind and flew out upside down, landed seven or eight feet away, and staggered to their feet.
Wang Xiaoling looked at Hai Dongqing, who was standing proudly in place, with a little annoyance, and exclaimed:
"Bai Baijun is really powerful, my brother and I are not its opponents."
Bai Baijun is the name that everyone gave to Hai Dongqing.
Wang Yu also looked at Bai Baijun with bright eyes, his eyes full of love.
It's a pity that Bai Baijun is too arrogant, except for Jiang Yi, he basically doesn't let anyone else touch him, and the two can only get closer to take a look, and can't reach out to touch it.
During this time, after swallowing all kinds of pills given by Jiang Yi, Bai Baijun can be said to have been reborn and become more and more a divine horse. At the same time, the body has become larger, large enough to carry three or four people.
Wang Yu and the two begged Jiang Yi for a long time in order to be able to soar into the sky in the daytime.
Jiang Yi could only set a rule for the two of them, as long as they could defeat Bai Baijun, they could let the two of them fly on Bai Baijun once.
It's a pity that the current cultivation of the two is not yet innate, and they are not Bai Baijun's opponents at all, and they are easily defeated by Bai Baijun every time. Bai Baijun was born with a strange spirit, his muscles and bones were extremely strong, and after swallowing Jiang Yi's elixir, he was even more invulnerable, and every feather on his body was like a sword.
Jiang Yi on the side walked over, holding a few freshly refined pills in his hand, fed them to Bai Jun, looked at his two apprentices and said:
"Don't waste your efforts, if you don't reach the innate realm, it will be impossible for you to defeat Bai Baijun."
Wang Xiaoling saw that Bai Baijun rubbed Jiang Yi affectionately after taking the pill, and felt envious in her heart, and then said aggrievedly:
"Master, you treat Bai Bai Jun better than us, feed it pills all day long, we don't have this treatment, so I'm afraid we won't be able to beat Bai Bai Jun for the rest of our lives."
Jiang Yi glanced at her angrily:
"If it weren't for the aid of the elixir, you would be able to have your current cultivation. I won't provide you with any more pills until you advance to the Innate Level, you need to break through this bottleneck by yourself. ”
"Yes."
Wang Yu and Wang Xiaoling also knew that Jiang Yi was doing this for his own good, so he didn't complain, nodded in response, and reluctantly said goodbye to Bai Baijun, and went back to his room to practice.
Jiang Yi injected his true qi into Bai Baijun's body to probe its physical condition.
At this moment, Xiongba came over and said:
"The whereabouts of the couple have been found, and the two of them are now being hunted down by several sects and are ......"
Jiang Yi nodded:
"Thank you."
Then he said goodbye to Xiongba and found Youruo.
"Youruo, go out with me, I found a disciple for you."
"Disciple? I? ”
Youruo was a little strange, and she didn't understand why Jiang Yi suddenly wanted to find a disciple for herself.
Jiang Yi smiled slightly and said meaningfully:
"This is a kendo genius who is destined to learn the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and Sword Twenty-Three, so naturally it is up to you to take in the apprentice and pass on his sword technique. But now he may still be in his mother's womb, not yet born. ”
You Ruo thought that this was calculated by Jiang Yibu, after all, Jiang Yi has always been able to pinch and calculate, she was not too surprised, nodded, and said with interest:
"Okay, then let's go see my future disciple."
Jiang Yi jumped onto Bai Baijun's back with Youruo and said:
"Bai Baijun, let's go."
Call.
During the day, Jun's wings fluttered, and a gust of wind rolled up, and his body turned into a white lightning bolt, soaring straight into the sky.
……
Tread, stomp.
The sound of horses' hooves was rapid and intense, and a carriage galloped along the official road like the wind.
"Quick, keep up, he can't escape."
Dozens of feet behind the carriage, there were several figures in hot pursuit, and between the flashes, the speed was a few points faster than the carriage.
"Drive, drive!"
Tenganir sat at the front of the carriage, waving the whip in his hand and whipping the yellow horse pulling the cart to speed it up.
"Ahh
A woman's scream suddenly sounded in the carriage.
"What's wrong?"
Tengnir was shocked and hurriedly asked.
"I, I'm going to give birth."
Wu Mei in the carriage endured the severe pain of childbirth, replied with panic, and then exclaimed in pain.
Although Tengganir's heart is as strong as iron, but at this moment, listening to the screams of his lover, he still can't help but regret a little, he used to look for people to compete with swords, and as a result, he made enemies everywhere, should he really be.
However, he was a decisive person after all, and he instantly put these chaotic thoughts aside and concentrated on the crisis in front of him. The few people from the Galaxy Sword Sect behind him were bent on revenge, and they needed to get rid of them, otherwise they might affect their wives and children.
Just as Tengenil was pondering, suddenly, a brilliant sword light pierced through the air like a sharp arrow, stabbing towards the carriage.
Zheng!
"Galaxy Flying Sword!"
Tengnir's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the two-pole sword in his right hand and swung it violently.
Recite!
A sword qi shot out from the tip of the sword, cut through an arc, circled the back of the carriage, and collided with the attacking sword.
Rumble!
The domineering sword burst open, shattering a corner of the carriage.
"Ahh
The woman in the carriage was frightened, and another scream was heard.
Tengnir gritted his teeth with hatred: no, his wife is giving birth, and she can't continue to stay in the bumpy carriage, otherwise something will go wrong. And the speed of the carriage was still too slow, and it was impossible to avoid the pursuit of the people behind him.
With a cold glint in his eyes, he grabbed the reins and pulled the carriage to the side of the road.
"Why did you stop?"
Wu Mei in the carriage sensed that something was wrong and asked in surprise.
"You wait here for a while, and I'll be right back."
Tengnir commanded, and jumped out of the carriage with his two-pole sword. But in his heart, he made up his mind that after killing this group of pursuers, he would be separated from his wife and children, and he could not continue to burden them.
After all, there were too many enemies chasing him.
He stood in the middle of the avenue with the two-pole sword in his hand, facing the five figures that were rushing towards him, and two diametrically opposed mystical sword intents were permeated from his body.
A sword intent is domineering, a sword intent is feminine and treacherous, the two are entangled with each other, confront each other and faintly form a whole.