I don't know how long I walked, in addition to seeing the scenery of the world, he never met a person again, he finally got a little tired, and finally returned to Kaiyang Mountain to settle down and live, the residence is surrounded by phalaenopsis, and the mountain has no one to take care of the free blooming phalaenopsis into a sea of flowers, but although these phalaenopsis orchids are in full bloom, he always feels that something is missing, what is missing, but he can't remember anything.

He seems to be the only one in the world, and maybe he is really the only one.

I don't know how many spring and autumn have passed since the flowers bloomed and fell, he couldn't feel the traces of time, but his heart didn't seem to hurt so much, so he began to practice the sword, boring practice over and over again, and gradually immersed himself in it, forgetting love and forgetting, and the weird ghost sword became even more weird in his hand. Although he only had half a set of swordsmanship, he felt that if he encountered someone who used the purple fairy sword to kill Qu Jing with a single sword, if he fought against him, it would not be without a fight. At that time, Qu Jing used the Demon Golden Gun, and he didn't know how to shoot, but the Netherworld Sword did not exert its due power in Qu Jing's hands.

The sword danced faster and faster, and the wisps of light blue spiritual power in the meridians swayed out through the sword light, and the blue traces of the Dao Dao drawn around his body were like a spider web, winding him layer by layer, and finally formed a blue light cocoon that slowly shrank inward, and finally all submerged into his body.

He closed his eyes and felt that those pale blue sword lights seeped into his flesh and blood, entered his meridians, and once again turned into a trace of aura and fused with the original aura in the body meridians, these aura were originally his own, and at this time he entered the body meridians again to participate in the circulation, and there were many more than before, and it is unknown where this extra aura came from, but he was sure that this extra aura was no different from his own aura, Every cycle of Zhou Tian makes the clouds in the dantian wrapped around the outer layer of the dark blue petrified glass ball thicker.

It turned out that this was the secret of the Netherworld Sword Technique that Si Neng deduced, and the Nether Sword Technique turned out to be really a sword technique that combined law and art. In the cultivation world, only the swordsmanship of the Shushan School is a combination of law and art, and there is only one set of swordsmanship of the Shushan School, which is never passed on, and the different swordsmanship performed by the disciples of the sect is evolved according to this set of swordsmanship. Where did his Netherworld Sword Technique come from, could it also be from Shu Mountain? But it's impossible to think about it, at least there is no record of this in history, and I don't even know the well-informed Si Neng, not to mention that the swordsmanship that Si Neng took out was recorded on the jade slip, and it needs to be read with mental power. This kind of recording method only existed in ancient times, and few people used jade slips to record things in the era of civilization, not that they couldn't do it, but the jade that could withstand the power of huge spiritual power was too difficult to find, and even if it was occasionally obtained, it would be mostly used to refine magic weapons, there were simpler paper writing records, and there were magic bans that could allow books to be handed down and preserved, who would be stupid enough to use precious materials to make books?

Lu Xiaonan felt the longing of his body, especially the light blue clouds in the dantian like a baby waiting to be fed, unable to feed it. He practiced the sword again, forming a blue light cocoon again, and the aura entered the meridian circulation again, and so on and on, like a tireless machine, the dantian Yunxia was constantly thickening.

I don't know how long it took, the light blue clouds accumulated to a certain extent, filling the entire dantian, leaving no gaps, but Lu Xiaonan still continued to practice the sword, and those spiritual qi continued to converge towards the dantian, and the aura in the meridians was also full, and the light cocoon was more condensed, and the strength of the feedback increased several times, and the entire dantian and the meridians of the whole body seemed to be about to burst, and there was gray slurry flowing out of the body, dripping like blood. The pain of his flesh made him feel real, and this reality teased his nerves, making him dance the sword even more frantically, and one by one the light cocoons continued to merge into his body......

In the Hongguang Temple in the real world, Ruoxi is still guarding Lu Xiaonan's side, it has been seven consecutive days, Lu Xiaonan's soul has returned, but there is still no sign of waking up, except for the aura in the meridians running more quickly and smoothly, and the body exudes a faint blue glimmer that is almost invisible to the naked eye, the others are the same as before.

Everything she can do has been done, although her magic power is heavenly, but at this time, she is helpless, and there is always a kind of uneasiness lingering in her heart.

Suddenly, a light blue light flashed on Lu Xiaonan's body, it was very slow at first, one on the left and one on the right, and the traces were still obvious, like the scars drawn with a sword. But as these brilliance continued to emerge, the frequency became faster and faster, and those blue traces were almost impossible to find with the naked eye, just a piece of blue, as if it suddenly appeared, and instantly intertwined into a light net, and the light net was densely packed layer by layer, and finally formed a blue light cocoon to wrap him, and then the light cocoon suddenly retracted into his body......

The whole room is flooded with rich blue.

This is? Is this Nether Swordsmanship? He's practicing swords in a dream!

Ruoxi's mana is many times deeper than Lu Xiaonan, how sharp her eyes are, she can see the clues at a glance, and the blue traces are the trajectory of the Netherworld Sword Technique, others can't see it, but she can't hide her eyes, and she was surprised and delighted for a while.

Quietly poked out a trace of demon yuan into Lu Xiaonan's meridians, and found that the aura in his body was surging, and he was really practicing swords! Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, maybe he is really blessed by misfortune this time. It was not the first time she had seen the Nether Sword Technique, and her familiarity with this set of sword techniques was even more familiar than that of Lu Xiaonan now.

Watching one after another pale blue light cocoons appear and feed back to his body, Ruoxi's joy at the beginning gradually disappeared, and a faint worry crept up his eyebrows, maybe this is a bit radical, right? Her expression became more solemn, and she was more cautious in protecting the Dharma.

As the light cocoon formed and fed back faster and faster, Lu Xiaonan's body gradually swelled, and bright red blood oozed out from the pores on the surface of his body, staining the white sheets.

Ruoxi was shocked, and immediately activated the demon yuan to protect his heart, and at the same time used the voice of mana to call out his name in a deep voice, hoping that he would come to his senses.

But Lu Xiaonan's body continued to expand, like a balloon that was constantly inflating, almost reaching the critical point of bursting, but he still had a smile on his face, and the smile was very stable and weird.

Ruoxi's face turned pale in an instant, a bunch of magic weapons were thrown on the side of the bed, but none of them worked, the silver teeth were almost crushed, and finally she seemed to suddenly think of something, the jade hand hit her lower abdomen hard, opened her mouth, and a bloodshot milky white bead flew out, and she grabbed it in her hand and quickly slapped it on the top of Lu Xiaonan's head Baihui acupoint, and a cool breath seeped into all parts of Lu Xiaonan's body in an instant......

"What are you doing! You're looking for death! Shang Yu suddenly appeared in the room, roared eagerly, and tried to send the bead back into Ruoxi's body, but she raised her hand to block it.

Shang Yu's eyes were full of anger, and his words almost roared out, "Even if he is the person he was back then, even if you were born by his blood, even if you put your life on the line, what can you do, you are just a snake, a snake demon made of silk threads, you have done enough for him, you are already worthy of him, what else do you want!" Do you want to give him your life too? ”

"My life is his, what can I do if I give it back to him." Ruoxi had a poignant smile on her face.

Shang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly, "I interrupted the retreat to heal my wounds, but it was all for you, have you ever considered my feelings?" The way you look hurts my heart. ”

Ruoxi smiled faintly, "It's just a natal demon pill, and you can't die." ”

Shang Yu stomped his feet, "You fool, how can the demon pill be used like this......"

Ruoxi's eyes never left Lu Xiaonan, "What you don't understand, what you really don't understand......"