"Yin and Yang at the end of the seven, the water at the end of the eight desolations, the lotus demon...!"

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With a soft shout, Chen Tiansheng slashed towards the empty place in front of him with a short sword in his hand.

With his sword slashing out, the space around him gathered in an instant, and with the sword blade in his hand, it converged towards the front of him.

It's just that there is a sea in front of him, and the ripples of the water gather with his sword, and then all of them pour out in front of him.

In the end, it turned into a dull one, as if nothing had ever happened.

Chen Tiansheng stood in place, holding a short sword in his right hand, his brows furrowed slightly, the moment he took out the sword, he caught something, but it was lost in an instant.

After a brief silence, his figure moved again.

"The left is the fire, three inches, the upper dry is the sky, and the five inches are ......"

"Yin and Yang at the end of the seven, the water at the end of the eight desolations, the lotus demon...!"

"Ghost style. ”

In front of him, Chen Tiansheng slashed out with a sword again.

Just like the previous sword, a ripple converged when the sword was drawn, and then followed by the blade, slashing towards the eyes.

It's just that in the process of the sword blade moving, the ripple is also slowly disappearing, and when the sword blade is completely split in front of you, the ripple has disappeared without a trace.

The only difference was that the ripples had taken longer to condense, longer than the previous first sword... 0.01 seconds.

The short sword was withdrawn, and Chen Tiansheng was silent again, just standing in place with a frown.

This stop is more than half an hour.

The sunlight shines through the light clouds and shines on the grass and trees in the back mountain, reflecting the green light, and the breeze blows, and a faint fragrance of flowers and plants comes to the face.

Chen Tiansheng, who was still in the midst of it, moved again, and the steps under his feet seemed to be much more proficient, no longer as jerky as the first change.

As his steps changed, the short sword in his hand swung towards him like a dream.

"Lotus Demon... Ghost style. ”

The short sword in his hand turned into layers of water waves in an instant, surging towards his eyes.

Layer after layer, there were more than thirty layers, like endless ripples, directly blasting into a dead tree three meters away.

The old tree had lost its moisture for many years, and at this time it had become a dead tree, and it was suddenly crossed by dozens of layers of transparent ripples.

In silence, it was cut off by the waist, and the whole dead tree leaned to the side, and finally fell with a bang, and many birds flew out one after another.

A flash of brightness flashed in Chen Tiansheng's mind, and he maintained the posture of drawing the sword, just frozen in place, as if time had stopped, and at the same time, his mind kept replaying the feeling brought by the moment when the sword was drawn before.

And so, another hour passed, and the sun hung high in the sky, and a trace of heat rose from the surface.

Chen Tiansheng fell into a downward spiral, and came back with his sword, with a clear understanding on his face, he was a little more aware of the lotus demon ghost style.

"The lotus demon, taken from the lotus, is out of the mud but not stained, and the water is clear and rippling but not demonic, describing that the shot should be fast and not chaotic, and it should not drag mud and water. ”

"Ghost, ghost, but not a demon, let alone a bloody thing, refers to Diao, unpredictable, in fact, the true meaning is probably unexpected, unguardable meaning. ”

After a short period of contemplation, he had a clearer understanding of this set of spiritual formulas.

"I'm afraid that this set of spirit tricks can have a lot of power when practiced to the fullest, and such a set of spirit tricks is actually just a low-level killing move, which is really incredible. ”

Knowing the true meaning of the spiritual formula does not mean that you have cultivated the spiritual formula to the great perfection, it is only the understanding of the theory, but if you want to practice to the small level and reach the great completion, you still need to work hard and go through the accumulated practice.

Chen Tiansheng, who understood the truth of this, clenched the short sword in his hand, and when he wanted to continue cultivating, his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes immediately looked in front of him.

"It's... Wind?"

Chen Tiansheng was slightly puzzled in his heart, and looked at the dead tree in front of him.

The dead tree was naturally the one that was cut off by Chen Tiansheng.

A few dead leaves fell on the trunk of the tree, but were blown away by the faint wind.

The dead leaves were blown away from the trunk at once, tossed in the air a few times, and then returned to the earth.

"The tree is hollow?"

Chen Tiansheng, who walked in front of him, stretched out his hand and gently landed on the trunk of the severed dead tree.

Suddenly, a faint wind blew from the disconnected trunk, and there was a slight hint of wetness in the wind.

Chen Tiansheng's expression was slightly surprised.

"Isn't there a cave down here?"

There was a different kind of light flashing in his eyes, he groaned a little, and the cultivation in his body was slightly scattered, and a wisp of gold covered his arm.

Chen Tiansheng put his feet on the ground, and while he exerted a slight force under his waist, his left hand was attached to the trunk of the dead tree in front of him, and then he lifted it up forcefully.

Something surprising happened, his palm, which did not look strong, seemed to be glued to the trunk, and with the force of his hand, suddenly there was a rumbling sound on the ground, and the dead tree was slowly uprooted.

When he lifted the head of the dead tree above his head, seven or eight arm-thick dead tree roots had been pulled out of the ground, and Chen Tiansheng had pulled them out along with the wet soil.

A fresh, earthy smell suddenly hits your face.

The spiritual power in his body moved, and a trace of spiritual power surged towards the short sword in his hand like a tide, wrapping the short sword in a layer of weak spiritual power.

Chen Tiansheng's short sword in his right hand swung towards the seven or eight dead tree roots that had been pulled out in front of him.

"Huh!"

The inferior short swords that had been distributed by the academy became extremely sharp in his hands, and the seven or eight dead tree roots were directly cut off by a ray of light.

Chen Tiansheng held the root of the tree that looked to weigh more than 100 catties in his left hand and threw it to the side.

In a roar, the fallen tree roots brought the screams of a large number of birds and beasts nearby.

Chen Tiansheng looked at his feet, and at this moment, there was a small hole on the ground, which was faintly torn apart, and there were many intertwined dead tree roots on it.

Chen Tiansheng leaned closer, and suddenly felt a slightly damp wind blowing out of the hole.

The hand he held the hilt of the sword was slightly forced, and a spiritual power covered his right arm, wrapping the short sword in his hand in the blink of an eye.

The blade of the short sword looked extremely dazzling in the sunlight, and a cold light flickered, slashing towards the hole at his feet.

"Huh!"

Several old roots had been severed by the sharp sword, but they seemed so insignificant to the intertwined roots.

Chen Tiansheng's brows furrowed, his mind moved, and the spiritual power covering his arm and short sword suddenly retracted, and all of it was absorbed into his body.

Then, a golden ray suddenly appeared from the body.

Vindictive...