Chapter 3: Han Xiaoyu
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Today, Ye Zun did not return to his humble room.
When the night fell, the moon and stars were scarce, on the edge of the cliff, Ye Zun sat cross-legged, breathing extremely evenly, and streams of air entered the internal organs flowing towards Ye Zun from his nose, and finally returned to Ye Zun's dantian.
If you look closely, you will find that these air currents are all composed of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and there is a sufficient flow of spiritual energy around Ye Zun.
One night passed, and the bottleneck that hindered Ye Zun's progress was about to break under Ye Zun's countless impacts.
The aura on Ye Zun's body became stronger and stronger, and when the first glimmer of morning morning rose from the horizon, it was like an omen, and the bottleneck that hindered Ye Zun's progress was broken at the same time, and a powerful aura poured into Ye Zun's dantian.
Opening his eyes, Ye Zun stared at the morning glow that he didn't know how far away, and there were wisps of essence in his eyes, early morning is not a good time to practice swords, and it is also a good time to meditate, Ye Zunxin closed his eyes and began to circulate the aura in his body every day, consolidating the swordsman Seven Heavens.
W......hew, swoop!
The sound of sword practice sounded on the edge of the cliff again, and after finishing the meditation, Ye Zun began to practice the sword, and now Ye Zun's sword technique has been cultivated to the sixth form of Ziwei sword technique.
No pole Tailai this move swordsmanship pays attention to solidity, out of the sword must be indomitable, with its own strong pressure and the momentum in the sword move to oppress the opponent, first to suppress people, and then to attack with the sword, if the opponent is shocked by their own momentum, then will die under this sword.
The thick sword momentum permeated the edge of the cliff, the dust and sand on the ground were rolling, with Ye Zun as the center, an invisible momentum shrouded the front, and in the meantime, Ye Zun's sword was also sent forward like Mount Tai's top, full of indomitable momentum.
A soft sound sounded in the space ten meters in front of him, Ye Zun put away his sword and stood up, nodding with satisfaction, he had already cultivated the sixth form of Ziwei Sword Technique to the Dacheng realm, and he should cultivate the seventh form of Ziwei Sword Technique next-Xiaguang Tiantian.
However, it was already close to the afternoon, and Ye Zun did not continue to cultivate, his martial arts realm had not yet cultivated to the Eight Heavens of the Sword Master, and he still belonged to the miscellaneous disciples, and the miscellaneous disciples should do what the miscellaneous disciples should do.
Only by breaking through to the Sword Master Eight Heavens can he get rid of the identity of a miscellaneous disciple and become an outer disciple, and at that time, he will not have to do tasks such as carrying water, chopping wood, and cleaning.
After cleaning the garden and picking up a bundle of firewood, Ye Zun carried two buckets and walked down the mountain, the entire Dawn Peak was inhabited by miscellaneous disciples and outer disciples, during this time period, many people had already done what they had to do, some were cultivating, and some were wandering around the mountain peak with nothing to do.
On the way, Ye Zun also met many people, but none of these people greeted Ye Zun, because Ye Zun was a notoriously wasteful on Dawn Breaking Peak, and it took seven years to cultivate to the Sixth Heaven of the Sword Master, even the people who were also miscellaneous disciples felt very ashamed to stand with him.
In the entire Dawn Breaking Peak, there was no second person except Ye Zun who had cultivated to the Sword Sixfold Heaven in seven years.
Probably sensing the disdainful gazes around him, Ye Zun paused slightly, then smiled and rushed down the mountain, but his back revealed a strong self-confidence, and there was no longer the gloom of the past.
"This waste, I really don't know what he is doing in the Ziwei Sect? If I hadn't had the face to stay in the Ziwei Sect a long time ago. ”
"Hehe, isn't it, it took seven years to cultivate to the Sixth Heaven of the Swordsman, and to describe him as a waste is to lift him, I think he is an idiot at all, no matter how much he cultivates for a lifetime, he can only reach the realm of a swordsman. ”
"Hehe, swordsman realm, I think you are lifting him, at most he is the peak of the swordsman. ”
"Hey, have you noticed, he's already broken through the Six Heavens of the Swordsman. ”
"Hey, that's ......."
All kinds of words came from behind Ye Zun, although it was far away, Ye Zun still heard it, but there was no expression on his face, could it be that he ran over and beat those people up, saying, Labor and management are not waste.
Speech that is too unexpected will only disturb one's state of mind.
Running all the way to the foot of the mountain, Ye Zun put on two buckets of water, stretched out his arms, hung the two buckets of water on them, and ran towards the mountain.
However, halfway up the mountain, Ye Zun saw a few people.
At the same time, those people also found Ye Zun running from the foot of the mountain.
"Hehe, it's actually Ye Zun's waste. Among the four, one of the teenagers sneered and said that he was the white pipe who had bullied Ye Zun for five or six years.
And in front of the white pipe, there are two people, these two people are a teenager and a girl, the status of the boy and the girl in the Ziwei Sect is not low, they are both disciples of the inner sect of the Ziwei Sect, and they are also the top ten genius disciples of the inner sect.
The girl is very outstanding, with Emei phoenix eyes, and delicate facial features just right, she is Han Xiaoyu, like Ye Zun, she was rescued by the elders of the Ziwei Sect eight years ago and brought into the Ziwei Sect, at the same time, Ye Zun and Han Xiaoyu also grew up in the same village, and the two of them have been two little guesses since they were children, but since joining the Ziwei Sect, after Ye Zun gradually showed that he had no cultivation talent, Han Xiaoyu was very talented, so he slowly distanced himself from Ye Zun.
Ye Zun naturally felt this, but thinking of the love that he had grown up with since childhood, Ye Zun has been trying to redeem it, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.
Han Xiaoyu looked at the young man standing motionless and staring at her below, her eyes were indifferent, not a little moved, and even a little disdain, in her mind, Ye Zun stood below and looked at herself and didn't dare to come up, she must be afraid of these people.
Actually, she knew that Ye Zun looked at her with a complicated expression, and the innocent and lovely little girl who grew up together since childhood was gone, replaced by a peacock with one eye above the top of the pride.
"Xiaoyu. Behind Han Xiaoyu, the rather handsome young man called out to her, his eyes glanced at the young man below, and there was a cold flash in his indifferent eyes, but he had always disdained to make a move against the miscellaneous disciples, and the attendant behind him would replace him.
Hearing this, Han Xiaoyu said, "You wait for me here first, and I'll go down and say a few words to him." ”
After speaking, Han Xiaoyu jumped down, like a dancing butterfly, showing an amazing beauty in Ye Zun's line of sight.
The distance between Ye Zun and Han Xiaoyu was about twenty meters, which was already fluttering in front of Ye Zun after two breaths from Han Xiaoyu, the place where Han Xiaoyu fell was half a meter higher than where Ye Zun was, she stood on it, looking down at Ye Zun slightly.
That kind of looking down made Ye Zun's heart ache slightly, it was a posture of the strong looking down on the weak.
"Ye Zun, I hope you don't bother me if you have nothing in the future, don't come to disturb me if you have something, I am no longer the Han Xiaoyu you know, you and I are not from the same world, and the person I Han Xiaoyu wants to rely on must at least have a well-known reputation in this Linlang County, not you, a miscellaneous disciple...... Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Han Xiaoyu looked down at the young man below, and said in a tone with a little arrogance and a little unquestionable.
"I understand, you are a dazzling star in the sky, and I am just a firefly on the ground, the light is dim, how dare I compare with your dazzling stars, but Xiaoyu, this is probably the last time I call you like this, the snake living in the rock crevice will also turn into a dragon one day, send you a word, don't look down on anyone, and don't think too highly of yourself. ”
"The serpent and the dragon are only separated by a thin line. ”
Although he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, Ye Zun still said with a smile, he knew that after saying these words, he and the girl in front of him would never have any intersection in the future. Even if there is an intersection, I am afraid that it is just a stranger.