Three days later, it was just dawn.

Xia Yan in the study lit the candle, looked at the handwriting in front of him, and carefully checked it.

The branches of the whole body are connected, and the meridian diagram of the flood has been fully confirmed, and there is no error.

The practice of "Intercepting the Yuan Chongmai" has also been proven to be feasible, and now he has written it out.

At this point, Xia Yan has fully understood the two systems of dantian and meridians, and there is no doubt about the cultivation within the five layers of the day after tomorrow.

Once he has internal strength, when he arrives at the preliminaries of the campus of Lunjian, Xia Yan also has confidence.

The gap between the first and second heavy and the second day after tomorrow is very large.

The day after tomorrow is one heavy and two, and the main thing to cultivate is strength, which is a physical ability.

No matter how good the sense of battle is, no matter how high the swordsmanship, without physical support, everything is in vain, and it will be reduced by one force.

And when it comes to the double peak, the internal and external strength is already available, and the combat power can be put on the table.

Of course, the third, fourth, and fifth realms of the day after tomorrow will be stronger, but these three realms pay more attention to inner cultivation to prepare for the innate realm in the future.

Therefore, in terms of speed and strength, it is not strong enough to make the double peak have no chance.

This is also the reason why in the previous year's sword primary, the double peak could pass directly.

The campus preliminaries will officially start tomorrow.

At this time, there was a slight movement in Xia Yan's ears, and something was knocking on the window lattice of his study.

Xia Yan knew what it was, and reached out to open the window.

The cyan long sword on one side swept into the window lightly and hovered next to Xia Yan's bookcase.

In this case, Xia Yan is no longer surprised.

The junior girl in the Hidden Sword Pavilion seemed to realize that it was inappropriate to let the flying sword come to the door at night, so the three days were changed to morning.

It's all this kind of time before dawn, as if Xia Yan likes to practice at night.

The first morning when he knocked on the door of the practice room, Xia Yan let him in and left after a while.

The next day, instead of knocking on the door, it flew outside the study and knocked on the window.

At first, Xia Yan wondered why it would be different to come to the Fa.

Later, he figured out that the other party was hiding the sword pavilion on the top of the mountain, and he could see the lights of his residence from a distance.

Wherever the lights are on, her flying sword knocks on the door or window.

It's just that in the past two days, Xia Yan has been busy rushing to the pulse, and the flying sword has been put in, and there is no way to give anything.

I was a little embarrassed to go back and forth, so I could only write a note to the other party and ask her to pick it up this morning.

This morning, the sword still knocked on the window, and after putting it in, Xia Yan took a closer look and found that there was a rolled-up note tied to the hilt of the sword.

She wrote back.

Xia Yan stretched out his hand to take it off, spread out the note and saw that it was still that kind of handwriting.

Four words: "It's called Xiaoqing." ”

Xia Yan turned his head to look at the cyan long sword and understood.

This is the name of the sword.

He couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "It's called Xiaoqing, so what's your name?" ”

Of course, the other party couldn't hear this, Xia Yan shook his head, and rolled up the manuscript he wrote last night, "Intercepting Yuan Chongmai", like that note, tied to the hilt of the sword.

After a while, the cyan long sword "nodded" to Xia Yan and saluted, and swept out of the window.

Xia Yan stretched and went to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

……

The sky was just dawning, and the Hidden Sword Pavilion on the South Campus had not yet opened.

Zhang Shuyang, the sword cultivator of the pavilion, tied a wine gourd and a cigarette stick to his waist, walked up to the crane stone flat with his hands behind his back.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that the windows on the fifth floor were open, and a flash of blue light flashed.

The old man smiled: "Girl, this early in the morning, you are playing flying sword with the kid at the bottom of the mountain?" ”

"Elder Zhang!" There were protests from upstairs.

"How? Did that kid give the cultivation method of the branch vein? Zhang Shuyang asked.

"Given."

"Huh?" Zhang Shuyang was a little surprised, and then his expression tightened, "Hey girl, don't you cultivate regardless of it, his method doesn't know if it works." ”

"Don't make any noise, I'm watching."

The two of them went upstairs and downstairs, and while they were talking, Zhang Shuyang had already come to the door of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

The old Jianxiu who guarded the pavilion quickly took out the key and unlocked it, opened the deadbolt, and pushed the door in.

He walked briskly through the hall on the first floor and went up to the fifth floor in one go.

On the fifth floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, only students of the Innate Realm could enter.

And the South Campus has been established for ten years, and there is only one innate state among the students.

She had trouble with her legs, and the campus hierarchy simply allowed her to live here.

At the top of the staircase on the fifth floor is a small hall with only a row of bookshelves and a set of tables and chairs.

There were two doors across the small hall, one of which was closed, and it was the residence of the woman with inconvenient legs.

The other door was open, and it was her study.

Zhang Shuyang listened to her voice just now, which came from the study, so he walked to the door of the study: "Girl, can I come in?" ”

"Come in."

Zhang Shuyang entered the door at this time, and then saw the woman sitting behind the bookcase, took out a copy from the manuscript in his hand, and handed it out: "Old Zhang, look at this." ”

This is a folded piece of paper, and after Zhang Shuyang took it, he hurriedly unfolded it.

I saw a number of criss-crossing curves drawn on it, densely packed.

Eight of them are particularly thick, and there are also thinner curves, almost a hundred, which extend and branch out from these eight thick lines.

And all these curves come together and weave into a web in the shape of a human.

Zhang Shuyang looked at these eight thick lines and recognized them at once, these are the eight meridians of the human body.

But these thin lines, he saw them in the clouds, and couldn't help asking: "Are these the branches that Xia Yan said?" ”

"Hmm." The woman answered, her eyes staring at the manuscript in her hand, her expression became more and more excited, and she muttered in her mouth, "Great, it turns out that the branch veins can really be cultivated......"

"How do you cultivate?" Zhang Shuyang asked, and couldn't help but take a few steps closer to the bookcase.

"Hey!" The woman snorted lightly and protected the manuscript in her hand on her chest, "Elder Zhang, this is what he wrote to me, and he didn't say that it could be passed on." ”

Zhang Shuyang stopped, rolled his eyes, and shook the paper in his hand: "Then what are you giving me this picture for?" ”

"I'm just giving you a look to prove that there is indeed a branch." The woman stretched out her pink palm, "Give it back to me." ”

"Hey! This little girl. Zhang Shuyang angrily slapped the meridian diagram in his hand on the bookcase, "What's the big deal, I'm not uncommon to read!" ”

After saying that, the old man turned his head and left, and walked angrily to the small hall outside the door, and stopped his steps.

Lao Jianxiu stood in front of the window of the small hall and took out the dry tobacco pole from the waist pole.

Fill the smoke pot with five dollars of tobacco, then light it with a fire fold, and smoke it.

I thought about it while smoking.

What would happen if these branches really existed.

His mind sank, and he entered a turning state of inward vision.

But he has been looking inward all his life, and he can't experience any branches.

Even if he had already looked at the meridian diagram just now, he had memorized the direction of one of the branches.

Now, according to the map, the idea is still in the sea.

How should these branches be cultivated?

This question popped up in his mind, and Lao Jian Xiu felt like a fish in his throat, and he didn't mention the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

He stopped smoking, the cigarette stick knocked on the windowsill, inserted it into his waist, pretended to be relaxed, and slowly paced back to the study with his hands behind his back:

"Girl, are you hungry? Do you want me to go to Wushan Town to buy you a bowl of wontons? ”

The woman in the study was reading the manuscript intently, and shook her head: "I'm not hungry." ”

"Thirsty or not? I'm going to make you a pot of tea? ”

"Not thirsty."

The old sword couldn't go on, so he asked directly: "Do you think Xia Yan's branch cultivation method is feasible?" ”

"Looks like it works, I'll try it later." The woman said.

This sentence made Zhang Shuyang calm down all of a sudden.

yes, I haven't tried.

Xia Yan is a mutated sword species, and the sword species mutates one person at a time.

What if the branch of his mouth is only a special case of him?

Thinking of this, the old sword cultivated his mind and said, "Girl, I advise you to still be cautious, what if these branches are only available to him, a mutated sword species, and others don't?" What if you practice according to him and something goes wrong? ”

The woman behind the bookcase smiled and raised her head: "Elder Zhang, my legs are paralyzed, and my life is short, are you still afraid that something will go wrong?" ”

"This ......" Old Jian Xiu was helpless for a while, "You two are really one who dares to teach, and the other who dares to learn." ”

"Elder Zhang, it's time to open the Hidden Sword Pavilion, you go down and get busy."

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