In the days after Hu Junge returned, the Chunyang Temple was surprisingly calm. It may be that the sect event is about to end, and the game has ended, whether you are satisfied or not, it is not something that can be changed in a short time.

The only thing that made a little wave in this still water was the progress of Li Rufeng's poisoning.

Tianji Pavilion found some clues, and these clues all pointed to the Xuanmen. Nian came forward to mediate before the abbot of Chunyang Temple, Jueming, and the strength of the Xuanmen was too strong, so the people of Tianji Pavilion decided to report the matter to the pavilion master himself.

The waves did not evolve into monstrous waves, everyone was preparing to leave Chunyang Temple, and it was best if nothing happened.

Xiaowan had already put away her things, and two days ago she went to the nine-story pagoda alone. Before leaving, remember the old courtyard and give him a ride.

Mu Fan didn't go there again, he was trying to exercise his soul.

In the battle of Dian Xiang, he used two flying swords at the same time, so that his strength was fully utilized. He wanted the Divine Soul to continue to be strong and wield more flying swords in the future.

First a flying sword soared into the air, then a second. He lay on the recliner, relaxing his control over his body and controlling the third flying sword with all his heart.

The first two were easy to control, but the third was a little overwhelmed. All three flying swords flew up, but their speed dropped quite a bit.

Single-mindedness and three-use are extremely burdensome to the divine soul, and Mu Fan constantly tries to adjust it when he is in the sword. He planned to take a break every moment.

Sweat soon appeared on his forehead, Mu Fan put away the flying sword, rested for a while, took a few deep breaths, and decided to try again to increase the speed of the flying sword as much as possible.

Failure over and over again, adjustment of methods over and over again. From early morning until noon, all the time.

At noon, in Song Changgeng's room.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, and the severe pain made Song Changgeng's muscles burst up.

The two true elements of Haoran Qi and Death Soul Sutra converged, and then they were crushed and smelted together by the World's Double Perfection Method.

The process was like a walk to hell, and the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow was unbearable at first, and he was still used to it.

His body instinctively sweated, and his muscles were exposed, but his mind was very clear. Even if someone slashed him ten times at his body, it would not affect his concentration.

As the ghost brother said, practicing the three exercises in one body can torture people's bodies and temper people's spirits.

The green tendons on Song Changgeng's body gradually disappeared, he let out a long breath, and said secretly: "I still haven't been able to reach the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm, it's damnable!" ”

The pure energy in the Xiangzhou crystal ore wished him to break through to the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm in one fell swoop, but he was stuck in the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm.

Song Changgeng was too anxious, he desperately wanted to catch up with the two senior brothers. Even if he can't catch up, he doesn't want to be too far behind.

True Yuan condensed, and a qi blade appeared in the palm of his hand. The true element contained in this air blade is very dense and has a strange color.

The true element fused by the world's two perfect methods is both good and evil, and he has never tried the power of this qi blade.

With a twist of mind, the qi blade slowly dissipated and returned to heaven and earth.

He got up from the bed and took off his clothes as usual. You don't need to twist the clothes you take off, and you keep dripping water outward.

Every drop of sweat is not in vain, and when no one is paying attention, his strength continues to improve, and he has never slackened for a moment.

I walked straight to the basin, took a simple shower, changed the water and washed my head. After doing all this, he seriously put on the unified costume of the Sword Sect.

Unlike the eldest and second brothers, he has great respect for this outfit. From a small dart game minion to a disciple of the Seven Elders of the Sword Sect, he has accomplished something that many people have not done in their lifetimes.

Seriously looking at the bronze mirror, he straightened his clothes and smiled with satisfaction, as if the person who had been tortured just now was not him.

With a smile and passion, he pushed open the door of the room and saw Mu Fan in the courtyard controlling the flying sword.

Mu Fan sensed that Song Changgeng was coming, so he relaxed his spirit, and three flying swords fell from the air to the ground.

Song Changgeng moved a chair, put it under the Bodhi tree, lay on it, and asked, "Still can't do it?" ”

"Still no, if you want to control three swords at the same time, it will be difficult to control them flexibly. It's okay for a short time, but once I fight for a long time, in the end, not only will I not be able to exert my power, but it will hinder my strength. Mu Fan was a little helpless.

"It's always going to work." Song Changgeng asked, "How is the eldest brother's injury?" ”

"It's a lot better, Master Huikong personally helped to recuperate, and the injuries on the eldest brother's body are not fatal, and he will be fine in a few days."

"Big brother is fine."

Mu Fan changed his posture and lay on his side in the chair, "How are you doing?" Hardly ever discharged from the hospital. ”

Song Changgeng smiled: "That's it, try your best to cultivate." ”

"Your cultivation has already advanced very quickly." Mu Fan Zhengse said: "I have opportunities to break through my strength, and at the same time, I also have the accumulation of my childhood. It's really nice that you're at this point where you are today, you don't have anything. ”

Mu Fan was not comforting Song Changgeng, he cultivated when he was a child, and his comprehension ability was limited, so he basically cultivated according to the teachings of adults.

In the first ten years of life, it is more important to lay the foundation, and after the age of fourteen or fifteen is the period when the strength enters the country relatively quickly.

Nowadays, there is not much difference in the realm of the outstanding disciples of the major sects, because they all start from their tens, and the difficulty in the early stage of cultivation is not great, and they really can't get rid of the realm gap in a few years.

Occasionally, there will be a few demons in the world, and the geniuses of the heavens are cultivating top exercises, and they may be able to break this law.

However, demons are demons, and they need both absolute talent and top-notch exercises, and the chances are too slim.

In Mu Fan's opinion, Song Changgeng has excellent roots and talents, and he cultivates Haoran Qi, as long as he cultivates steadily, no matter how bad he is in the future, he will also be a master of the Tiantu Realm.

But now Song Changgeng is in a hurry, and the foundation is not strong enough, and there may be some hidden dangers left in the future.

Mu Fan didn't know that Song Changgeng had the World's Double Perfection Law and the Dead Soul Sutra, if he knew, he didn't know what to think.

Thinking about it carefully, he is actually the same as Song Changgeng, desperate for power. It's just that his foundation is relatively solid and will not leave any major hidden dangers.

Anyway, what needs to be said is still to be said.

Mu Fan persuaded: "Chang Geng, you have first-class roots, but don't underestimate the foundation." If the foundation is not stable, it will be more and more difficult to enter the country in the future. ”

Song Changgeng didn't answer immediately, he thought for a while and said, "I understand, it's just that I don't want to be a drag on you." ”

He sighed helplessly, "Recently, even Xiao Wan has broken through to the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm, but I ......"

"Don't care about me and my eldest brother, and don't ask Xiaowan's strength to enter the realm, you just need to consider your own actual situation, my eldest brother and I understand you."

Song Changgeng looked up to the sky, "I'll pay attention to it and take a more long-term view." ”

"Anyway, I have the best bones among the three." He smiled, "Maybe in a few tens or hundreds of years, it will be my turn to protect you and my eldest brother." ”

Mu Fan smiled, "I hope that the day will come, and when the three of us brothers will work together, what bullshit Xuanmen, sweep all the way over!" ”