At night, Ye Qingcheng was restless, sitting alone in the house, leaning on the chair in a daze.

Originally, he had gradually become accustomed to his current identity and the current world, but suddenly there was a little hope of going back, and his heart began to be restless again.

Even he couldn't tell whether he wanted to go back or stay. It has always been his dream to become a world-famous chivalrous man like Ye Gucheng, but it is also his pursuit to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person. Maybe no one would face such a choice, but Ye Chengcheng encountered it.

He laughed bitterly at himself and shook his head, why do you think so much, maybe everything is too much for yourself.

The danger of the trip to Qingniu Mountain, my father has already made it clear that he doesn't want to be a burden, so Ye Tingcheng must use all the time to improve his strength, the third order of Xuan power, I am afraid that any Xuan family guard can slap him to death with one palm.

It is imminent to improve the strength. Ye Chengcheng once again took out the broken sword technique, this is the only attack mystic technique he currently has, thinking about it, he can only try his luck to see if he can read this broken sword move, if he learns it, at least he has one more means to fight the enemy.

Ye Tingcheng sank his heart and opened the sword technique, three very ordinary pictures, three actions, Ye Tingcheng would never believe in the mystical arts in the Cangling Tomb, it would only be such vague three pictures, in this, there must be a way to cultivate.

Since you can't see any eyebrows with the naked eye, why not try your mind.

Ye Chengcheng closed his eyes, put the sword trick on his chest, his mind condensed, and slowly floated on this sword trick, looking for it carefully, but the fragment was not abnormal at all, just like an ordinary drawing.

Ye Tingcheng did not give up, and once again condensed his thoughts, continued to explore, and continued more than a dozen times, the fragment was still unmoving, Ye Tingcheng sighed, and finally decided to give up. Perhaps, this fragment is too advanced and profound, and with his current strength, he can't understand it at all. Or perhaps, this fragment is simply an ordinary three pictures.

Ye Qingcheng sighed, stopped thinking about it, and then began to run the exercises, absorbing the Xuan Qi, since there was no Xuan Gong to practice, then he could only lay a good foundation for the Xuan Gong first.

Since the last time a set of cultivation techniques came out of the Book of Heaven, Ye Chengcheng had already abandoned the Dragon Elephant Technique. Although the Heavenly Book Exercise is slow to absorb Xuan Qi, it is very different from the Dragon Elephant Technique.

The Dragon Elephant Jue pursues speed and efficiency, while the Book of Heaven seems to be the opposite, pursuing slowness and solidity.

Ye Chengcheng continued to run the Heavenly Book Exercises, and the aura between heaven and earth, although slow, was extremely regular, and every wisp entered his body.

The moon hung high in the night sky, and a ray of moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on his body, and in the dark night, it seemed that every beam of light carried hope.

And that beam of moonlight, at this time, had quietly climbed up Ye Tingcheng's forehead, and the Heavenly Book in his spiritual platform did not know when it slowly unfolded, gently flipping, Ye Tingcheng did not notice it, but felt that the Xuan Qi in his body seemed to be much thicker, maybe this is where the Dragon Elephant Technique is not as good as the Heavenly Book Exercises.

The wordless heavenly book exuded a faint light, turning it gently, and at this time, the broken sword technique placed on Ye Qingcheng's leg actually moved for the first time, and the characters on the first picture seemed to move slowly.

Ye Tingcheng didn't know anything about what was happening, he still kept running the exercises, absorbing the Xuan Qi, he wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, so he could only continue to cultivate.

The pictures on the fragment became fainter and fainter, and actually began to fade away, the breeze blew, and the fragment gently turned a page, and it was the same scene again, until the three pictures on the fragment all disappeared, and the moonlight finally slowly receded, and the room was silent, only the slight breathing of Ye Qingcheng.

After a long time, Ye Tingcheng finally felt that the situation in his body was already a matter of course, and began to condense Xuan Qi and impact the realm of the fourth order of Xuan Li.

Ye Chengcheng, who had originally cultivated once, was exceptionally smooth at the initial level of Xuanli, and in less than an hour, new meridian acupuncture points were revealed. Ye Chengcheng was very satisfied with this cultivation speed, if he continued to practice at this speed, I am afraid that it would not take him a month to reach the original realm of the sword idiot again.

Although it turned out later that he was thinking too much, at this moment, Ye Tingcheng was immersed in the joy of growing his strength, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

It wasn't until a soft light suddenly flashed in the spirit platform that Ye Chengcheng came back to his senses.

"What's going on?" Ye Tingcheng was puzzled, condensed his mind and entered the spiritual platform to check, this look startled Ye Tingcheng, the Heavenly Book, which had been wordless, actually had a picture on it at this moment, and that picture was exactly the same as the picture on the Remnant Sword Technique.

The same humanoid figure is holding a sword, but the difference is that the humanoid figure on the remnant sword technique is motionless, while the humanoid in the heavenly book is slowly dancing, and as it dances, there are drawing lines constantly lit up in the humanoid's body.

"This is ......" Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but marvel, looking at the picture dumbfounded.

"Xuanqi path, this is ...... Cultivation method?"

Ye Tingcheng couldn't control his joy, and hurriedly followed the path on the map to control the operation of the Xuan Li in his body.

However, as soon as Xuan Qi moved, Ye Tingcheng's body suddenly had a tearing pain, and the pain was almost like tearing his body apart.

"Ah......" Ye Tingcheng screamed in pain, opened his eyes in an instant, and withdrew from his cultivation, Ye Tingcheng was weak, lying on the bed, gasping for breath. On his forehead, cold sweat broke out.

The pain was too intense. Ye Chengcheng has been afraid of pain since he was a child, and he can't stand the devastating feeling.

On the path of cultivation, Xuan Qi gathers in the dantian, and it is necessary to rely on Xuan Qi to draw Xuan Qi out of the body in order to achieve the purpose of attacking. And different occult arts, the meridian path of Xuan Qi out of the body is also different, and for the first time, everyone will have a feeling of discomfort. But like Ye Tingcheng, the feeling of prostration in pain has never been.

Ye Tingcheng's cheeks were as pale as snow, although the pain was no longer there after quitting cultivation, but the heart-rending feeling just now was haunting his heart like a nightmare at this time.

"This ...... Practicing occult arts, is it going to kill people like this?" Ye Qingcheng collapsed on the bed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and scolded: "Damn, Lao Tzu regrets it." I don't want to practice anymore! I want to go back, I want to go back to where I came from, I want to be an ordinary person with peace of mind, I want to go home......"

"Do you regret it? Allure...... You never said give up. ”

A sudden voice made Ye Tingcheng tremble, "Who?

"Huh...... Am I not right in front of you?"