Hearing the voice of the sword spirit, Ye Huaian patted his head, only cared about arguing with the sword spirit, and almost forgot about important things.

"The swordsmanship in the lonely sword heart, why can't I practice it now!"

"Oh, yes, how did the old man forget!" The sword spirit twisted his beard and said in annoyance, "When people abolished martial arts and practiced swords, they opened eight tricks for the first time!" ”

"The most basic swordsmanship seems to use eight sword tricks, and your qualifications can't match!"

"What then?"

"What to do?"

"I can't practice, isn't this a vain sword technique?"

Ye Huaian was really angry now.

"How can it be considered vain? Isn't your true qi running faster? If you first nourish your meridians with sword temperature, maybe you can change your terrible qualifications? ”

"Don't you think you're humorous!" Ye Huai'an clenched his fists, his eyes looking at the sword spirit as if he was about to breathe fire.

"Huh? Why don't you count, this should be able to be said! The sword spirit looked at Ye Huai'an, with a gloating look on his face, "Actually, you can also practice swordsmanship, I still have some basic swordsmanship, but you have to carry a sword." ”

"I just don't want to carry a sword and dangle it around to practice this Laoshizi swordsmanship! I'm fucking convinced of you old man! ”

Ye Huai'an rushed up and wanted to grab the sword spirit's beard, but the sword spirit's figure suddenly dispersed, and he suddenly jumped into the air, hearing the sword spirit's voice ringing behind him.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can't beat me, there's no way, I'm so strong!"

Seeing that Ye Huai'an was about to turn around and pounce on his beard, the sword spirit hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I won't mess with you!" ”

"You're right to listen to me, use the sword temperature to nourish your body now, there is only good and no harm!"

Seeing that the sword spirit suddenly disappeared again, Ye Huaian turned to look at him sitting on the log table with his legs crossed, clasping his nostrils and talking: "And I have probably looked around, as far as you immortal cranes don't, you can't encounter danger if you don't practice swordsmanship." Even if you have, you can cope with it gradually! ”

Seeing that Ye Huai'an was still chasing after him, Jian Ling hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, it's almost dawn, hurry up and get ready to go to school!" ”

Then Ye Huai'an found that his divine soul was ...... by an inexplicable force

Forced out of the tower???

He was forced out of his tower by the sword spirit that existed in his small tower???

Ye Huai'an wanted to continue trying to enter the tower, but he was blocked by an invisible force, and there was no reaction at all in the small tower of his dantian.

But a voice suddenly sounded in his dantian!

"Little guy, don't think about coming in, don't think about seeing the old man until you open the ninth sword trick, although the old man kneels down when he sees the gods, and the spirit is convinced hahahahaha!"

Listening to the voice of the sword spirit gradually disappearing in his ears, Ye Huai'an gritted his teeth hatefully.

When I opened my eyes and looked at the time on the alarm clock, it was only three o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was almost dawn!

After complaining about the sword spirit again, Ye Huaian practiced the exercise of the hidden breath given by the sword spirit.

After a while, he took a long breath and opened his eyes, his body was as plain as before, and the sharp sword momentum disappeared all at once!

He didn't expect this exercise to be so simple, he only followed the direction of the true qi in the exercise, and the first layer was successfully cultivated.

This exercise is really as magical as the sword spirit said, and it is divided into four layers.

The first layer can conceal the aura that is released by itself.

The second layer can conceal all of its own breath, like dead wood.

The third layer can erase all the breath of one's own existence and conceal the breath of others.

The fourth layer is equivalent to escaping oneself into another dimension, and even if you twist Yangge in front of people, it will be like nothing.

Notice that this is about everyone! Not only is it the mortal world that Ye Huai'an lives in now, but it is also the same effect in the previous cultivation realm!

Ye Huai'an was about to continue to study how to cultivate at the second level, so he immediately crossed his legs and settled down.

--- – Dividing Line – –

"Jingle Bell Bell Ring!"

Ye Huai'an opened his eyes because of the noise on the table, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was six o'clock.

I haven't been in contact with the life of the college entrance examination for more than four years, and for a while, Ye Huaian was a little puzzled why the bell rang at half past six in his head.

After turning off the alarm clock and wanting to continue practicing, he entered a state of concentration again.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Huaian heard her grandmother knocking on the door and shouting: "I thought you were gone, why are you still sleeping in bed?" It's going to be late! ”

He suddenly remembered that at that time, he was required to arrive at school at 6:40 almost every day in the second semester of the third year of high school, and then glanced at the alarm clock at 6:35, and hurriedly jumped out of bed to change into school uniforms, rushed to the bathroom to wash up for a while, and ran outside with his schoolbag on his shoulder, and vaguely heard the voice of his grandmother behind him.

"Slow down, it's already 6:38, it's late."

Ye Huai'an saw that there were still a few classmates on the road who were also running hard, and hurriedly used Xuanying to go straight to the school!

A fat man who was still panting and running in front of Ye Huai'an just now only felt a gust of wind blowing by his side!

Ye Huai'an, who ran to the door of the classroom, heard the sound of sparse endorsements, and dodged into the classroom.

"Ahh Chu Xinrou, who was about to take out her textbook, was startled by Ye Huai'an, who suddenly appeared next to her!

"You're a ghost, when will you scare me?" As he spoke, he pinched his pink fist and hammered towards Ye Huai'an.

In his previous life, Ye Huai'an was always hammered by Chu Xinrou, and after graduation, he was still a little unaccustomed to attending classes in college.

But this time, looking at Chu Xinrou's hammered fist, Ye Huaian actually reflexively held it in his hand.

Grip...... In the hands??

He stared blankly at the hand he was holding Chu Xinrou.

Chu Xinrou looked blankly at the hand held by Ye Huai'an.

In an instant, Chu Xinrou's face flushed to the heel of her neck, and she silently pulled her hand out of Ye Huai'an's hand and asked in a low voice.

"What are you doing, hooligan?"

Ye Huai'an swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he hadn't heard what Chu Xinrou said, and replied directly.

"It's soft."

"Die! Ignore you, stinky rascal! Another pink fist smashed into Ye Huai'an, this time Ye Huai'an didn't hold it or hide.

Chu Xinrou seemed to be really angry, and she didn't pay attention to Ye Huai'an's apology, just holding the book and reading it.

Seeing that Chu Xinrou ignored herself, Ye Huaian also took out the English textbook and was about to memorize it, but found that he had finished reading the book the night before yesterday, and he remembered the content very clearly.

I flipped through my bag to see if there were any other books to read, but I saw a copy of Shakespeare's "Hamlet" in English in the bag.

It was a gift from his junior high school English at the time. Although Ye Huai'an was the worst of the five main subjects in junior high school, he had a good relationship with the English teacher.

When he left junior high school, the teacher gave him this all-English version of Hamlet, hoping that he would continue to enjoy reading literature, but really hoping that she could improve her English scores.

In high school, Ye Huai'an's English has always been so-so, and this book has been eating dust on his bookshelf. I should have been in a hurry to pack my schoolbag this morning and accidentally loaded it in.

Ye Huai'an saw that there was no other book to read, so he took out Hamlet and read it.

The corner of Chu Xinrou's mouth caught a glimpse that he was not reciting English, but reading the "idle book", and just about to say something, he turned his head and pouted.

When Ye Huai'an was still thinking about why Hamlet didn't take revenge when his uncle prayed, whether it was slow action or reverence for the gods, he felt that his elbow was pounded.

Ye Huai'an took out his head from the back of the book and saw Chu Xinrou lip shape, probably "The class representative is here".

Ye Huai'an raised his head, and sure enough, he found a class representative wearing a white skirt, with a slightly baby fat face, but a proud face like a white swan standing in front of him.

Ye Huaian reviewed his memory, and it turned out to be Zhou Shutong, the representative of the English class in the class.

Ye Huai'an's class is already the best class of the best high school in the county, and Zhou Shutong's English score is even more outrageous in the class, almost ranking first, and every mock exam is close to full score.

An English teacher in a class said that if he went to a subjective topic such as English composition, Zhou Shutong could get a full score every time.

Ye Huai'an remembered that in his previous life, Zhou Shutong seemed to like literature, but he hardly chatted with him. Because most people read the original English books, and the key thing is that this girl has always been like a proud white swan.

Ye Huaian looked at Zhou Shutong and said lightly: "I don't know what happened to the representative of Zhou Dajiao coming to me." ”

Zhou Shutong had a cold face and asked, "Ye Huaian, why don't you memorize English words and read other books?" ”

Ye Huai'an knew that this girl used to read English early and didn't memorize words, because she knew how to do it. With the acquiescence of her English teacher, she could read other books, but only in English.

Ye Huai'an looked at it at a glance and found that Zhou Shutong was carrying a book in his hand, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Hamlet.

"Aren't you reading other books, too?"

The people around Ye Huai'an thought that Ye Huai'an was stunned, Zhou Shutong read idle books with the acquiescence of the English teacher, and the poor English students who went to the office every week were still compared with others.

Zhou Shutong obviously didn't react for a moment, looked at Ye Huai'an with some confusion, and asked again: "Are you just asking me if I'm reading other books?" ”

Chu Xinrou pulled Ye Huai'an's sleeve.

Ye Huaian didn't speak, just looked at Zhou Shutong and nodded.

"Because I'm still reading English books!"

Ye Huaian looked at Zhou Shutong with some incomprehension and said, "Is there any difference?" I also read English books. ”

"You are obviously Hamlet......" Ye Huaian opened the Hamlet in his hand in front of Zhou Shutong, Zhou Shutong looked at the English book full of books, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"I'm also reading books in English, Hamlet in English, the same as the one in your hand!"

Zhou Shutong seemed to have heard something funny, and couldn't help laughing, and the people around him also laughed.

In the midst of laughter, a voice rang out abruptly in the doorway.

"If you don't read well in the morning, what are you arguing about!"