Retracting his spiritual sense, Xiao Yichen stood quietly on the hillside. The strength has reached the second level of Tongxuan, and among the young disciples of the Yang family, it is not strong, but it is definitely not weak. However, compared to Yang Rufeng, it is still one level worse. If you fight hard with him, there is absolutely no chance of winning. Moreover, although he has the experience of two lifetimes, due to the problem of talent, the cultivation of martial arts is not as high as he was in the years.

No, martial arts!!

Xiao Yichen suddenly remembered the scene where Yang Yingming demonstrated the Yao Shaoxuan Sword before, the round jade on his chest exuded a biting cold, and the clear stream made him easily see through Yang Yingming's comprehension of the Yao Shaoxuan Sword.

In an instant, the seventeen swordsmanship clearly appeared in his mind, round and smooth, without any flaws!

Naturally, he raised his right hand and condensed it into a sword finger. The left foot stepped forward diagonally for half a meter, the right hand sword finger was held flat in front of the chest, and then gently slid to the right side, the right foot grabbed the front half, the left palm drew a half arc on the side, and the right hand sword finger gently turned and pointed obliquely to the sky.

The whole first type is flowing and smooth, as if it were natural.

Without waiting for the first form to make it old, the second form naturally followed, followed by the third form and the fourth form...... All the way to the seventeenth style, it is natural, without any flaws.

However, when he turned from the seventeenth style to the last style, he felt extremely jerky, as if these two moves were not the same sword move at all.

How could Xiao Yichen be willing to give up, so he reluctantly showed it, but it was extremely stiff. At this time, if there is an ordinary person with a completely different sword technique by his side, I am afraid that he can also see that there is an indescribable gap with the previous seventeen styles.

Xiao Yichen didn't worry about this, but his heart was full of excitement again.

That's right, these seventeen styles are almost the same as those performed by Yang Yingming, if there is a difference, it is only in terms of familiarity, for the swordsmanship that suddenly became natural, it has not been able to completely control it, and it is slightly flawed, but as long as you practice more and feel it twice, you can fully control it.

As for the eighteenth form, there must be other methods that can be fused with the first seventeen moves to achieve a natural success. No matter how bad it is, with the realm comprehension of the first seventeen moves, as long as he practices hard, he is convinced that he will always make up for the shortcomings of the eighteenth move.

Facing the breeze, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yichen's mouth. The Xuan power in the body was condensed at the fingertips, and the Yao Shaoxuan Sword appeared again. After condensing the power of Xuan, the sword technique emitted a slight sound of breaking the sky, and every move flowed smoothly, turning as expected.

"Broken!"

With Xiao Yichen's low shout, a mountain rock several zhang high in front of him was hit by the sword qi that burst out of the Xuan power, and instantly turned into a pile of dust, filling the sky, covering the head, and drifting away in the four fields with the mountain wind.

With such power, compared to the Yue Yao Shaoxuan Sword that had been cultivated for more than 20 years before rebirth, it was more than ten times more powerful.

Xiao Yichen stood in the wind, his clothes hunting. His heart was full of joy, and a strong self-confidence made his whole person completely different from before, and he looked like two people.

Three months, family big ratio?

If the memory of the previous life was not wrong, the big competition once in ten years would be directly advanced by more than two months, and there would be more than ten days left, presumably Yang Rufeng would not be able to fuse the Yue Yao Shaoxuan Sword and the Lingyun Shaoxuan Sword together. In this way, even though the realm is a grade worse, the odds of winning are one point greater.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk!

Xiao Yichen watched the red sunset gradually falling, covered by the mountains, his heart was full of indescribable confidence and excitement, and he quickly walked towards the bamboo house, he wanted to share the news that he had reached the second order of Tongxuan with Wan Qingyun, this was his only relative in the Wanxuan Continent.

In the bamboo house, Wan Qingyun had a smile on her face, but she was not as happy as Xiao Yichen imagined, as if everything was in her expectation.

"The medicinal power of Ning Zhen Pill cannot be completely absorbed at one time, you still need to cultivate diligently to say Yao Jin Wu Jue, don't waste the medicinal power!"

"Sister-in-law, I know! I won't let you down, and I won't let you shelter me from the wind and rain in the future, and let you be wronged. In the future, everything will be handed over to me!" Xiao Yichen looked at Wan Qingyun, who was only twenty-four or five years old, and a trace of crow's feet appeared in the corner of his eye, and said solemnly.

"Silly boy, as long as you can get ahead, my sister-in-law will be very happy! Remember, you must enter the top eight before I can persuade the patriarch to let you obtain the Yang family surname and have the qualification to enter the fourth layer of Qiyun Pavilion's cultivation!" Wan Qingyun looked at Xiao Yichen, who was already taller than herself in front of her, and patted his cheek, and the doting in her beautiful eyes was revealed.

Xiao Yichen looked at Wan Qingyun, and there was some impulse in his heart, wanting to tell Wan Qingyun about his condensed egg-sized spiritual sea and Yang Yingming's comprehension of the Yao Shaoxuan Sword, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but say it.

First of all, he didn't know how to say it. Secondly, I'm afraid that Wan Qingyun can't believe it, after all, his talent is really average, if it weren't for Ning Zhen Dan, if he cultivated normally, it would take at least ten years to break through the shackles and reach Tongxuan. With such a talent, you tell Wan Qingyun that she has formed an egg-sized spiritual sea, which will make her, who has always been rigorous, think that she is bragging.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Yichen still decided to hide it for the time being, and tell her when the opportunity was ripe in the future.

Wan Qingyun's background is extremely mysterious, even before she died in her previous life, she never revealed her life experience to Xiao Yichen.

However, in the previous life, Xiao Yichen recalled carefully, but found that no matter how much the two were excluded, discriminated against, and even insulted, they could finally support themselves. Relying on Wan Qingyun, I don't know what method to use, I can turn the danger into a disaster every time, and I can resist it.

However, no matter how mysterious Wan Qingyun is, she is also seriously injured, and her cultivation has been exhausted, and now she is a weak woman.

Xiao Yichen looked at Wan Qingyun in front of him, and secretly swore in his heart that in this life, he would never let her suffer or suffer grievances again.

Cultivation, endless cultivation, hard cultivation!

Xiao Yichen only slept two hours a day, and the rest of the time was basically spent on cultivation. The Yao Shao Xuan Sword has to be practiced thousands of times a day, and the Xuan power in the body is also constantly condensed in the body under the urging of the Yao Golden Crow.

Xiao Yichen has the realm of the third order of Tongxuan, but his real strength is not yet the late stage of the second order of Tongxuan. He needs a lot of spiritual power.

However, as a disciple with a foreign surname, he could not get the pills distributed by the family every month, and could only rely on the unpopular herbs he planted to improve some spiritual power, and the others could only rely on the operation of the Yao Golden Crow Recipe to absorb the spirit of the earth and transform it into the power of the Xuan.

Bang Bang Bang!

The melodious and urgent bell rang in the Qiyun Mountain, and then, a light and shadow rose to the sky, suddenly exploded in the air, and the colorful light condensed in the air, forming a brilliant sword-shaped rainbow, hanging in the sky.

"This is the family's emergency summoning order, Yichen, you go to Qiyun Peak to see what happened!" Wan Qingyun looked at the sword-shaped rainbow in the sky with a calm face, and said in a low voice.

Xiao Yichen nodded, already knowing in his heart that this summoning was to advance the family competition to ten days later. It seems that his memory has not deviated too much.

"Sister-in-law, I'll take a look!" Xiao Yichen was a little nervous, in his previous life, he was not vulnerable at all in the family competition, and he was seriously injured in the first round.

In this life, he was reborn in just a few days, but his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the second order of Tongxuan. Moreover, it is comparable to the Yao Shaoxuan Sword comprehended by Yang Yingming, who broke through the Xuan Chu Heavy Realm, and there should be no problem in entering the top eight this time.

Do you really want to get the Yang family name?

Since the sister-in-law and the eldest brother are so looking forward to it, then fight it together, which can be regarded as the end of the eldest brother's last wish.