You look better than a sword.

It seems that this sentence is still echoing in my ears.

Time has passed for a while, and Lu Caiwei has already fallen asleep, but she is still holding the Spring and Autumn Sword in her arms.

Ye Wuwu leaned against the window, looking at the girl who was already asleep on the bed, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a smile.

He turned around, looked at the breeze and moon outside the window, and took a sip of wine alone before chuckling.

"Master, it seems that my junior sister and Dugu Xuan are really different."

The final result was that Lu Caiwei had a hangover in bed for a night, and Ye Wuwu was on the bamboo chair on the side, quietly pranayama.

When the first glimmer of light in the morning passed, and the darkness of the night was dispersed little by little, Ye Wuwu slowly opened his eyes and gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath.

His eyes were bright, and his aura was faintly at its peak.

[Shock value: 50000]

[Realm: Second product (499999/500000)]

[Heart Sword: 100%]

[Sword Intent: 70%]

【Sword Spirit: Not unlocked yet】

Ye Wuwu quietly glanced at the system panel, and then retracted his gaze, and couldn't help but smile a little heartily in the corner of his eyes.

This time, the sword collection line, whether it is sword intent, cultivation, and shock value, have been greatly improved.

At this point, he has adjusted the qi in his body again, but now he is about to break through.

No, it can be said that as long as Ye Wuwu wants to, he can break through at any time now.

Moreover, because he had already turned all the internal power in his body into true qi in the second-grade realm, after breaking through Bai Hong, Ye Wuwu was exempted from the pranayama time that others needed.

If it's a normal breakout. After the martial artist enters the Yipin Baihong, it will take at least a few months to transform the internal force in his body into true qi.

Ye Wuwu is waiting for an opportunity.

The qi in his body calmed down, and Ye Wuwu did not choose to break through to a product immediately.

If it was in the past, it is estimated that Ye Wuwu would have long been eager to choose to break through quickly, but now......

After seeing the scenery above the first product, looking at Bai Hong again, it is actually nothing.

"Hmm......"

The figure on the bed suddenly let out a murmur at this moment.

Ye Wuwu raised his eyebrows, and then walked over.

……

Nine days later, two figures slowly walked from the foot of Xiaoyan Mountain.

Ye Wuwu looked up at the mountain peaks in front of him, which were still shrouded in mist, and sighed slightly.

followed by Lu Caiwei, who had a quiet face.

Since Lu Caiwei drank for the first time that day, and it was also the first time she was drunk, she was originally silent, and her words became more and more rare.

Ye Wuwu was also very considerate and didn't mention the events of that night, but sometimes he chuckled.

At this time, Lu Caiwei always looked a little embarrassed, turned her head disdainfully, pursed her lips, and didn't look at her senior brother.

Ye Wuwu stopped at this moment and joked to his junior sister.

"Let's go, go home, when the time comes, distribute the spirit sword to your junior brothers and sisters, and send a few more to Liu Lao and Miss Cinnabar, to ensure that their surprised eyes will fall."

Lu Caiwei nodded and walked towards the mountain road.

Ye Wuwu hurriedly took the other party's hand and led the way one step ahead.

Joke, this top road idiot, if no one leads the way, she is afraid that she will not be able to walk back for a day in the fog of Xiaoyan Mountain.

Under the leadership of Ye Wuwu, the misty mountain road walked easily, and finally came to the outside of the sect.

The sect is still as quiet and peaceful as before.

Although the most important thing is that there are not many disciples, the people of the Five Poison Sect like to hide in their rooms to cultivate.

In the sky, a cloud suddenly blew by.

Ye Wuwu didn't know why, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look back.

His gaze was on the cloud.

That floating cloud is somehow different from other clouds, there is a faint golden red light around the cloud, as if it is illuminated by the early sun, and the whole body exudes red, which is very beautiful.

"Burning clouds?"

Ye Wuwu frowned, but then shook his head.

Although the cloud looked like a burning cloud, there was something strange in the sky at this moment, and the rest of the clouds were still white, floating slowly.

What is this?

Ye Wuwu was puzzled in his heart, but seeing that the cloud was floating quickly, it swept over the sky above the Taibai Sword Sect after a while, disappeared from view, and didn't bother anymore.

The world is full of wonders, but what is a glowing cloud?

Maybe it's this cloud that wants to be on fire.

Ye Wuwu laughed softly, and pulled Lu Caiwei to enter the sect.

But randomly, he was in shape just now, and then a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he looked at a place in the sect.

Above an attic, an old man's figure suddenly appeared at this moment.

The man was dressed in a long robe, but his face was still a little sloppy, and he was standing alone in the attic at the moment, his hands behind his back, and his eyes looking at the distant sky.

A majestic momentum emanated from him, followed by a slight pause, and in the next second, the momentum soared into the sky.

Ye Wuwu's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then there was a strange look.

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart at this moment, and he muttered.

"This blind man, is he going to break through?"

Above the attic, Liu Blind Man's eyes were deep at the moment, feeling the majestic aura around him at the moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was a little silent.

He stretched out his somewhat old arm and clenched his fist.

The qi around the body suddenly transformed into a strong sword intent, and then slowly retracted and returned to his body.

"Dengfeng?"

Liu's blind man's only one eye showed a hint of suspicion at this moment, but he didn't say much, and a smile appeared on his old face at this moment.

Immediately after, the entire sect could hear his heroic laughter.

"Old man Liu Feng, today he stepped into the realm of Dengfeng!"

There was a hint of joy in Ye Wuwu's eyes, although he didn't know why it was so sudden, but it was undoubtedly a good thing that Liu Blind could reach the Dengfeng Realm.

"Senior sister, let's go, let's go and see what is going on with Liu Lao, who actually stepped into Dengfeng."

He said with a smile, and then his figure swept up and hurried towards the attic.

But where Ye Wuwu didn't notice, a trace of doubt flashed in Lu Caiwei's eyes, and a touch of qi emerged from her, as if she was going to stage a scene like Fang Cai again.

The girl with the negative sword snorted lightly at this moment, and the qi that was about to overflow suddenly stopped abruptly and returned to her body.

Her steps were a little light, and she glanced at the red clouds that had disappeared in the sky, and then she spoke softly, her eyes flashing with wisps of light.

"Senior brother often says that you don't want to eat what you come to eat."

That red cloud did not only appear in the Taibai Sword Sect, but floated all the way from Yanyun, crossed the sixteen states of Yanyun, crossed the mountains and mountains of Xishu, crossed the vast and boundless Western Regions, and finally, slowly dissipated in the territory of Great Chu.

In the Hidden Sword Villa, Ning Shixia, who had been concentrating on sword practice, was suddenly stunned at this moment, and then a wisp of true qi white rainbow emerged from her.

A white rainbow realm.

This made her eyes look pleasantly surprised.

In the same Tibetan Sword Villa, Song Lao's face showed a trace of disgust, his eyes glanced at the sky, and he spit, looking very disdainful.

In the territory of Xishu, somewhere in the mountains, Feng Yun, who had just cleared a group of bandits, refused the kindness of the people, and turned around and left alone.

But at this moment, his original footsteps slowed down, and his face showed a trace of doubt.

A trace of the power of heaven and earth floated from all around, but it was already sealed.

This Fengyun Sword God, who has no sect or sect and has relied on his own cultivation so far, looked at his hands with a somewhat silent face at this moment, shook his head and said in a low voice.

"Well deserved."

Mo Yu of the Diancang Sect, a twenty-five-year-old man who is now twenty-six years old, stepped into the blowing snow with a puzzled look on his face at this moment.

He looked at his master Chen Feng beside him with a puzzled expression, and spoke.

"It doesn't seem like it's my ......"

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Chen Feng.

"Don't think about it, it's yours to take it."

At the Xishu Daomen, Shang Lu was staying in a Taoist temple with a helpless and bitter face, and next to him was the white-bearded old man who came back with him that day.

Above the sky, a red cloud floated by.

The young Taoist priest was stunned at this moment, and then his eyes showed surprise, and he laughed even more.

"Hahahaha, I'm going to buy a product, sir."

As he spoke, the qi in his body suddenly condensed at this moment, as if he was about to break through.

The white-bearded old man on the side stepped out at this moment, and slapped Shang Lu on the head mercilessly, and the qi that was about to condense dissipated.

The old man reprimanded even more at this moment.

"What kind of nerves does the little rabbit cub have, and he still wants to enter a product? The heart of the Dao is not condensed, and the body is even more burdened with the current luck of the Daomen, is it now looking for death in a product? ”

"Do you know why your defected senior brother has not been in the first grade? Do you really think he can't get in? My Daomen, how can I have such a stupid Daoist as you!! ”

Shang Lu looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

And in Da Chu, which is thousands of miles away from this moment, in a mansion, there lives an existence that can be said to be the first person in the martial arts of Great Chu.

When the red cloud slowly dissipated above Da Chu, Bai Ye walked out of the mansion and looked at the sky.

There was an aura around him, but he shattered himself.

His gaze was still flat, and he immediately commanded to the side.

"Tell them, this time it's ten years, I won't go, if you ask the reason, just say that Dugu Xuan's sword has seriously injured me and not healed."

A black shadow suddenly flashed beside him, half-kneeling on the ground, and replied respectfully.

"So what are you going to do?"

"Take a trip to South Tomb Hill to retrieve something."

Things like this are happening all over the world.

Whether it is Yanyun, or Western Shu, Great Chu, or the distant Western Regions.

I don't know how many martial artists broke through one after another at this moment, and their eyes showed joy.

The entire rivers and lakes, at this moment, the combat power has reached the peak moment in thousands of years.

Without exception, these are people with good luck.

The white-bearded old man of the Dao Gate appeared on a mountain peak at this moment, looked at this piece of heaven and earth, stroked his beard and smiled.

"The luck of heaven and earth is so strong, it is really an auspicious omen."

In the capital of Xishu, a middle-aged Confucian scholar slowly entered the city at this moment, and in front of him was Li Jin, who received him as a national scholar.

The middle-aged Confucian was about to speak at this moment, but his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes looked at the sky.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and spoke softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"A bad omen."

(End of chapter)