A bright moon slowly rises, in the Luliang Mountains, the mountains are undulating,

Uncle Tai sat cross-legged on a cliff, his long and heavy smoky sword lying across his knees, the green light flowing, and the sharpness could cut through the skin even if it was slightly placed on the blade.

A turquoise pill and swallow it. Uncle Tai held the Dan in both hands, slowly running the Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi, swimming all over his body, and a faint blue light appeared on his body.

The pill turned into a stream of clear qi, which was melted by the sword qi in the body, and merged into the eight veins of the miracle, the internal organs, and even all parts of the body, blending all over again.

With a stick of incense, Uncle Tai slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of essence flashed.

"Nested in the big mountain nest, in three days, the injuries in my body finally healed, and it is not in vain that I wasted so many pills." The injury of the internal organs is the most difficult to recover, because the internal organs are quite fragile, and although they have been continuously tempered, they are still not as strong as the muscles.

Uncle Tai stood up, the twilight sword roared lightly, and a sword slashed out, which seemed to be slow and fast, but the big sword was extremely condensed, as if it had the weight of ten thousand jun, and a sword slashed into the air, and there was a stirring.

A sword slashed out, the second sword did not stop, another slash, this time the momentum changed, it seemed to be a tsunami rolling, driving the mountain peaks to rush into the coast, colliding with the reef, and the sky and the earth cracked.

"This kind of power is what I want, it's not in vain that I cultivate in the mountain nest and understand the sword."

Uncle Tai let out a sigh of relief, although the previous swordsmanship was powerful, his body was strong, the big sword was heavy, and the power of a sword swing was amazing, and ordinary people would definitely kill him with a sword. But when you meet a master, that's another situation, every time you always have a weak heart, I don't know why, and I always feel that I owe something to my shortcomings.

This is true for Dugu Yihe, and the same is true for Shanxi Yan. After three days of sorting and understanding, his swordsmanship has taken shape, and the same slash has a completely different effect.

The power of the heavy sword was fully exerted by him, majestic and majestic.

The sound of Jinpeng's carving resounded in the sky, its wings flapped, and it stopped beside Uncle Tai.

He shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, it was still important to increase his strength at the moment.

When Ximen was about to leave, he asked him to be on the top of Wutai Mountain.

What to do, of course he knows, naturally it is a sword competition.

This time, Ximen Fuxue attaches great importance to him, and presumably the sword will be ruthless.

There are still flaws in his Xuanwu Qigong, and it is still unknown whether he can withstand the sword qi of Ximen Blowing Snow. In this case, it is better to increase the strength and come safely.

He had a feeling that he would break through again tonight.

Ximen Blowing Snow is different from other masters, and Uncle Tai must take it seriously.

Since he has a war book, he must go, a swordsman pays attention to the narrow road to meet the brave wins, even in the face of the world's first swordsman, he must make the courage to draw the sword, and this trip may not be able to lose to Ximen Blowing Snow.

After three days of speculation, his swordsmanship has greatly improved, and he has the confidence to fight with Simon Blowing Snow.

Uncle Tai's hands were on the golden eagle's body, and the internal qi was of the same origin and functioned.

Gradually, a wonderful realm began to appear, and the surrounding moon essence began to condense towards them, and a faint pillar of white light above the sky covered their heads. The essence of the moon drilled into his body, and then turned into Xuantian Weak Water Sword Qi.

Uncle Tai took a breath slowly, the Xuantian weak water sword qi in his body was running rapidly, the essence of the moon and the internal qi were integrated, and the sword qi in his body gradually thickened, but he could only absorb one wisp of the essence of the moon at a time.

Because the essence of the moon is very pure, and it is also a little violent, it exists between heaven and earth, and is equal to the vitality of heaven and earth. If he absorbs too much, he will definitely not be able to control it, so he can only absorb it slowly in a safe way, and he doesn't want to make a mess of his body.

Continuously, wisps and wisps, trace by trace of the essence of the moon were assimilated by the internal qi, and then circulated around the body, spreading to all parts of the body, refining and strengthening, and the internal qi in the meridians of his physical body was changing little by little.

Uncle Tai was completely immersed in this wonderful situation.

Two hours later, with a soft whistling, a mouthful of white mist spat out from between his snorts like an arrow.

Uncle Tai opened his eyes, and he finally reached the strength of the eleventh level of the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, a message came out of his mind, it was a quaint message: "Congratulations to the host for reaching the eleventh realm of the day after tomorrow, you can open the storage space, the current space level is one, you can upgrade, please name, please choose the binding item, ready to project, it can be a ring, a pouch, a ring, a sleeve." ”

This message came suddenly, and Uncle Tai was slightly stunned, only to realize that this was a message from the bronze ancient gate. For a long time, except for the bronze ancient gate that moved when traveling through the world, why did it suddenly come again now.

Uncle Tai's eyes flickered, and he knew that the storage space should be able to store things from the name, but why should he bind items.

He looked all over his body, and there was no ring, no pouch, no ring, only two sleeves. Forget the sleeves, just the sleeves, this storage space is still useful, at least his cheats, pills, and clothes must be put in.

Then follow the binding method given in the message and apply it to the sleeve of the left hand.

In an instant, the sleeves shone brightly, and countless mysterious lines appeared on the sleeves, and then gradually turned into phantoms, and then disappeared, and the sleeves became ordinary, and then he named Qingluan.

Uncle Tai opens the attribute interface:

Host: Uncle Tai

Overworld: The Great World of Qingfutu

Second World: Unbound

Cultivation: The early stage of the eleventh day after tomorrow

Exercises: Blue Sea Tide Sound Sword Technique, Lost Soul Sword Technique............

Equipment: Twilight Greatsword

Spirit Pet: Jinpeng (Mid-Tenfold Acquired Days)

Question: None

Partner: None

Qingluan Space: Level 1

Uncle Tai exhaled lightly, put the burden and a number of items in front of him, and then mentally communicated with Qingluan's sleeves and brushed them towards the items, only to see that the original ordinary sleeves suddenly became larger, and a strong suction force sucked all the items in front of him.

This?

Uncle Tai was very surprised by this scene in front of him. I really didn't expect him to experience such a magical scene.

The items in the space could still be sensed in his mind, and with a flip of his left hand, a cheatbook appeared, and then he moved again, and the cheats disappeared.

"Fun, fun, and like magic, it's a great helper for home travel."

Uncle Tai smiled slightly, isn't it a good helper, with this, you don't need any baggage. Dry food, wine, clothing, cheats, etc. are all placed in it, with big sleeves fluttering, carrying a sword on his back, as chic as he wants.

The sky is gradually revealing light, and a new day is about to begin.

It's time to go out for a walk, rush to Wutai County, and go to the West Gate to blow snow.