Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xu Yuan carefully felt the strange feeling coming from his body after the realm breakthrough.

The iron body breaking through the condensing soul is the first major bottleneck on the path of cultivation.

Not everyone can practice this thing, and secret methods, understanding, and qualifications are indispensable.

The soul is a thing that originates from the sea of knowledge, which is almost a qualitative leap for the improvement of the five senses of the cultivator, and the condensed soul that can be separated from the body can almost be used as mental power.

Although the condensation level of the soul condensed at the beginning is not too strong, it can also cause some trouble to the enemy in battle.

When fighting, a moment of trance is the difference between life and death.

But this is an ordinary cultivator.

The innate Dao body's soul can leave the body from the beginning of cultivation, and the use of the soul has long been integrated into Xu Yuan's life.

Therefore, Xu Yuan's feelings for his own soul are not very large, but he feels that he is more condensed, and the strange feeling of his body comes more from the source qi in his body.

Like a dam bursting, there are a lot more reserves of Yuanqi.

Moreover, these source qi are not only in large quantities, but they seem to have experienced the compression of the soul and become extremely condensed when they break through.

While thinking, Xu Yuan put on his boots and walked towards the outside of the wing.

He could feel that his basic strength was twice as strong as when he was in the Iron Body Realm.

It is in response to the saying that is circulating among ordinary cultivators,

All under the condensation are mortals.

In the eyes of ordinary Great Yan people or low-level cultivators, the Soul Condensation Realm was already terrifying.

In some small families, it can already become an enshrined existence.

After all, at the beginning, the steward of the Xu Mansion in Jingjiang, with Xu Yuan's dictation, to besiege and kill the former protagonist Qin Mo, he could only call a few seventh-grade cultivators of the Bone Cultivation Realm at most, and then the sixth-grade iron body had to apply for a report.

Gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan got up silently, put on his boots and prepared to go to his uncle to practice.

Although the Soul Condensation Realm was already very strong, he didn't have any real feelings about breaking through the Soul Condensing Realm Xu Yuan.

Even if you can feel that your strength has improved visibly, you still don't feel it.

Silence walked out of the chamber,

Silently stepping on the stone road,

He took a few silent steps.

And then

A figure in green clothes appeared beside him.

Very abrupt,

There was no one in front of me in the blink of an eye, and suddenly appeared after the blink.

Look,

Climbing from the sewer of Xiangguo's Mansion to the floor tiles, what real feeling can he have?

Xu Changge didn't speak, Xu Yuan didn't speak, and the two brothers walked silently towards the outside of the inner court.

Walking out of the inner courtyard and looking at the greenery in the courtyard, Xu Changge suddenly asked casually:

"Breakthrough?"

Xu Yuan looked sideways at the other party beside him:

"What?"

Xu Changge frowned:

"I heard that there was movement on your side, come and ask."

Xu Yuan retracted his gaze and choked:

"Can't you see it with your cultivation? Do you have to come and ask, sick? ”

Hearing this, Xu Changge's eyes changed, as if he was about to brush his sleeves away, but he couldn't help it:

"Changtian, you break through, and you naturally want to care about it as a brother."

Xu Yuan's eyes staring at Xu Changge were a little strange, and he slowly raised a finger, pointed at Xu Changge, pointed at himself, and tilted his head.

“.” Xu Changge's face was expressionless.

Xu Yuan suddenly sneered:

"Xu Changge, did you take the wrong medicine?"

“.” Xu Changge.

Xu Yuan turned sideways and patted Xu Changge on the shoulder:

"Don't be afraid, although my cultivation speed is very fast, I won't beat you until I reach the Origin Beginning."

Xu Changge took a deep breath, stared at Xu Yuan, and his breath began to leak out:

"Changtian, you just entered the soul condensation and dared to fight the beginning, which is very good."

Xu Yuan sneered, looked behind Xu Changge, and said:

"Father, Xu Changge's brain is full of muscles, you don't care?"

Xu Changge was stunned for a moment, if his father came over, he really couldn't sense it, so he turned around with a restrained breath.

“.” Xu Changge.

The huge courtyard is empty, how can there be a father's figure.

Xu Changge looked back with a smile, but saw that Xu Yuan behind him had already raised his sword.

Slash!

“.” Xu Changge.

People are gone.

Looking at the third brother who disappeared in place, Xu Changge was a little trembling with anger, and looked in the direction of the Northwest Sword Pavilion with his fists clenched, as if he was considering whether to chase after him and beat that kid up.

But after a while,

Xu Changge suddenly chuckled:

"Really, it's still the same as before, and I want to follow and persuade my uncle to do it lightly, but now it seems that it's better to let this kid enjoy it slowly."

Saying,

Xu Changge took out two bottles of the pill from the Sumeru ring, sent it to Xu Yuan's room, shook his head and flew back to his courtyard

Xiangguo Mansion, Northwest, Sword Pavilion.

Then the saint's soul power teleported, and Xu Yuan's figure suddenly appeared at the top of the Sword Pavilion.

It was very abrupt, but as soon as his front foot appeared, a white-clothed figure of Shengxue on his back foot also appeared on the top of the Sword Pavilion.

It should be faster than Xu Changge, but it's the same for Xu Yuan.

Treating Feng Jiuxuan, Xu Yuan behaved very respectfully:

"Uncle, I broke through."

Feng Jiuxuan glanced slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes:

"Soon, good."

Xu Yuan grinned:

"In addition to all kinds of pills, there are also medicinal diets and medicinal baths, so the cultivation speed is naturally faster."

Xu Yuan took less than a year to break through from the white body all the way to the condensing soul, in addition to his own talent, there were more cultivation resources that could barely be used.

Poor and rich in martial arts.

The reason why you are not strong enough is often because you don't have enough krypton.

It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

Xu Yuan spent countless amounts of silver on his cultivation, especially after returning to the imperial capital, since his cultivation, the total amount of zero and zero has been 400,000 taels.

There may not be a second person in the world who can take drugs like him, and he can't be the crown prince.

In the long run, just the cultivation resources he has used up now are enough to cultivate several great grandmaster powerhouses, but now they are just used to make his rookie quickly improve his cultivation.

If he continued to practice like this to reach the Third Rank Grand Master, he would have to spend at least one million silver taels on his father.

Feng Jiuxuan didn't know if it was okay, but said with a little interest:

"Your sword skills just now, some doorways, seem to have teleported over."

Xu Yuan smiled when he heard this:

"Founded by a genius with a heavenly posture, it is indeed very strong."

Feng Jiuxuan asked neatly:

"A genius in the sky?"

Xu Yuan smiled slightly: "It's Qin Mo who Xu Changge went to Jingjiang Mansion to kill before." ”

"The remnants of the burial village? Eight Grades of Cultivation created such a technique."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes had a hint of solemnity: "At the same level, your brother may not be his opponent, if he is allowed to grow up, it will really be a big trouble." ”

Xu Yuanyi spread his hands:

"Dead people don't grow."

Two figures stood on the top of the pavilion, the sky was clear, and the early summer wind was gently blowing.

Feng Jiuxuan's narrow eyes had a hint of a smile, and he didn't say anything more about this matter, but asked:

"Changtian, are you ready now?"

Xu Yuan was a little strange:

"Huh? What to prepare, uncle, didn't you let me come to you after breaking through the five grades? ”

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes were a little strange:

"Didn't he tell you Changge?"

The corners of Xu Yuan's eyes jumped, and he replied categorically: "No." ”

Feng Jiuxuan seemed to understand something, and glanced at the three nephews helplessly, patted Xu Yuan on the shoulder, jumped over, and jumped out of the attic:

"It's all the same, you know, let's come down first."

The Sword Pavilion is about 40 zhang high, it is the tallest building in the Xiangguo Mansion, and there are countless divine weapons hidden during the period.

Xu Yuan didn't jump in a hurry, his strength didn't allow it, he stood on the edge and looked at the distance from the ground.

Forty witchers could be killed, but he shouldn't be killed.

Thinking about it, Xu Yuan cautiously made a few moves and landed heavily on the ground.

In front of the Sword Pavilion was a huge martial arts arena, about the size of two football fields.

This is also a forbidden area in Xiangguo's Mansion, and it is only for Feng Jiuxuan to study swordsmanship.

After all, it's the Dojo of the Sword Master.

After landing,

Xu Yuan's feet were a little numb, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Jiuxuan standing in the middle of the martial arts arena, staring at him calmly, and said:

"Changtian, you try to swing your sword at me."

"Swing a sword?"

Xu Yuan was a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Is it like when you were in the inner court before?" ”

Feng Jiuxuan shook his head, his voice soft:

"Whatever you want, as long as you can swing your sword at me in the long sky, you can use the soul power of Naluo Daofan."

Hearing this, although Xu Yuan was still a little puzzled in his heart, he didn't say anything more, and first estimated the distance.

The distance between this uncle and him is about twenty feet.

Let's use the old routine first.

Step on the void slash + blood ink jade.

With a decision, Xu Yuan raised the Qingyu sword to his chest and stared at Feng Jiuxuan, who pressed his thumb on the hilt of the sword not far away.

As soon as the eyes met,

Xu Yuan suddenly felt that he was flying, and in the process of flying, he saw a headless body wearing a bloody suit.

The vision is darkened

I don't know how long time has passed,

When I woke up from my coma, I was greeted by a flourishing starry sky.

It's beautiful.

But the trembling feeling of complete death still remained in Xu Yuan's body.

Not a near-death experience, but the utter despair of death.

Forcibly enduring the discomfort in his heart, Xu Yuan slowly sat up:

"Hahu. I.. I just died.? No, my uncle can't kill me."

"Awake?" Feng Jiuxuan's flat voice came from not far away.

Xu Yuan turned his eyes back and looked at him, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"Uncle, just that. What is that? ”

Feng Jiuxuan smiled slightly, and his voice was gentle:

"A way to use sword intent."

Xu Yuan remembered the hallucinations that the big ice mounds and shadows had given him when he had just crossed.

One severed head, one severed hand.

Barely supporting himself, Xu Yuan asked tentatively:

"I experienced this feeling in Ran Qingmo and Ying'er when I wasn't cultivating, but I remember that it won't be realistic."

Feng Jiuxuan shook his head, his eyes soft:

"It's different, what you're talking about is probably just an illusion caused by coercion, and my "will" can directly cause damage to people. ”

Kill a person at a glance.

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment and asked:

"Uncle, you asked me to cultivate until I condensed my soul before coming over, because I was afraid that my soul would collapse?"

"There's that in mind."

Feng Jiuxuan nodded and pointed to the Qingyu Sword that fell to the side: "Let's continue." ”

Xu Yuan honestly stood in place and did not move.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuxuan chuckled:

"Don't worry, uncle, I'll start lightly, this is to exercise your perception of meaning."

Xu Yuan still didn't move.

Just kidding, he's not stupid, and when he picks it up, he estimates that his head will have to move again.

There was a pause

Xu Yuan smiled and asked cautiously:

"Uncle, aren't we talking about cultivating kendo? And what kind of sword Yun of Tianmen Mountain."

"You have to perceive the "meaning" before you can use the sword essence. Feng Jiuxuan explained: "And as long as you master this thing, there will be no other people in the future, and you will only find out when other people's moves hit you." ”

Xu Yuan still didn't move, and glanced around.

Feng Jiuxuan said with a smile:

"Changtian, don't look at the sword and pick it up, your father has already handed you over to me, even if he comes over to stop, it's useless.

"Here, uncle, I have the final say."

Silence counts.

Xu Yuan finally chose to bend down to pick up the sword, estimating that it should be able to ease his eyes without looking at his uncle.

Just thinking about it, as soon as the sword was picked up, there was no one left.

Ten years later,

Xu Yuan found that in addition to experiencing various ways of dying, he couldn't detect what kind of hanging thing this uncle's mouth was.

Wake up again,

Looking at Feng Jiuxuan, who was still standing in the center of the venue without moving at all, Xu Yuan missed his eldest brother Xu Changge very much.

This mother-in-law, she is even more ruthless than Xu Changge!

The full moon hung high, and Xu Yuan sat paralyzed in the venue,

has been beheaded, and his mentality has changed a little bit.

In short, I want to swing away.

A moment of silence,

Xu Yuan suddenly said in his heart:

"Old man Luo, how can this thing break?!"

This maternal uncle also said that he could borrow the power of Old Man Luo.

Although he is now down, how can I say that this old man is also a saint, and there should be a way to deal with it.

Old man Luo replied very brilliantly when he heard this:

"It's simple, just let your uncle not cut off your head directly, just experience it a few more times."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally."

After a little silence, Xu Yuan asked in his heart:

"If you were asked to hide, would you be able to dodge?"

"Of course you can, your mother-in-law's intention is that you can avoid it now."

"Then you control my body and hide?" Xu Yuandao.

Old man Luo's voice was strange:

"Meaningful?"

"At least demonstrate."

"Okay, you relax."

Old man Luo agreed, and his voice carried a hint of eagerness:

"Old man, I also want to see how strong the young man is now."

Feng Jiuxuan, who had been standing in the venue waiting for Xu Yuan to stand up, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and did not speak, but his eyes staring at Xu Yuan showed a touch of interest.

In silence,

Old man Luo slowly picked up the Qingyu Sword on the ground.

Silently,

The Qingyu Sword in his hand was slightly raised, as if it was facing something.

But it's a pity that Xu Yuan, a rookie, can't see it.

Under Old Man Luo's control, the cold light of the blade danced like a butterfly under the moonlight.

suddenly

My uncle, who had not moved, suddenly tilted his head slightly, as if something was flying past.

And this time, Xu Yuan vaguely saw it.

It's not Qi, it's an indescribable phantom.