Chapter 271 Teach Breath

Sword dust's divine consciousness was released little by little. Towards the stele. Like a kind mother who wants to touch her son. Be very careful.

Just when Jian Chen's divine sense had just probed the Mixed Yuan Stone Tablet. Abnormal protrusions. Jian Chen's divine sense is stronger than ordinary people, and this time he didn't help Jian Chen. It bounces off like a steel ball hitting a stone wall. The bounce of consciousness fluctuated for a while.

Feeling this fluctuation, Jian Chen, was stunned for a moment. Immediately, the mudra knotted, and all the scattered divine consciousness gathered together at once. It seems that this stele is not too easy to handle.

"I see how different you kid is." The stone king on the side smiled smirkedly when he saw Jian Chen's loss. It's rare to feel a little confident at this point.

"Rest assured. That's all I can surrender."

Jian Chen, who was gathering his divine sense, replied when he heard the words of the stone king. Take a deep breath. Settle the chaos in your body. Close your eyes again. The vitality in his body began to surge, and every stream of colorful light flickered on the surface of Jian Chen's body.

Jian Chen's divine consciousness wrapped in a trace of colorful vitality rushed towards the stone tablet again. This time the consciousness was not pushed away by the stele. Instead, they enter the interior of the stele. Slowly start to leave scars. There was a faint muffled sound coming from the stele. See so. Jian Chen's face also had a bright smile.

Sword dust closes his eyes and refines the tombstone. Two hours flew by. The stone king on the side saw the little change on the stone tablet, and his eyes were full of horror. The speed of this young man in front of him is too fast. Although the stele is mutilated. But after all, it usually takes more than a day to refine the earth-level spirit treasure. Jian Chen: It's only been two hours, and it's almost there.

Jian Chen's eyes opened little by little under the gaze of the Stone King. At this time, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. The face is also slightly pale. But the joy on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"It worked." Seeing Jian Chen's movements, the stone king still didn't believe it, and asked again.

"Oh. Hmm." Jian Chen nodded when he heard the stone king's question. The hands are knotted with a gesture and a mudra. A peculiar sigil emerges. The huge mixed element stele disappeared from the ground in an instant.

The stone king's gaze kept looking at Jian Chen's body. I was amazed. This hand is not a superb thing. As long as it is above the ground level, the spirit treasure can be collected into the body. It's just that the meaning of this is profound. This means that the martial artist and the spirit treasure are very compatible. Even at the beginning, he would only do so on the seventh day after he got the Mixed Yuan Stele. And it's nowhere near as easy as Jian Chen's right now.

"It's a pity that I still can't break through to the martial artist." Jian Chen took the next pill and regained his vitality and stood up. Clench your fists. At this moment, the vitality in his body is already very surging. I'm afraid it's more than twice as strong as when I first entered the ninth level of the samurai. But even so, he still couldn't advance to the martial arts realm. You must know that due to the effect of the Defiant Heaven Technique and the Nameless Sword Technique, the vitality capacity of Sword Dust has always been far higher than that of ordinary people. I'm afraid that the current sword dust is not inferior to a martial artist at the level of a martial artist.

"Forget it. I'm in a hurry." Jian Chen shook his head. Leave the feeling of failure to break through behind. In addition to not breaking through to the realm of martial artists, this short cultivation can be regarded as a lot of money.

"Not bad. Not arrogant, not impatient." The Stone King saw the changes in the sword dust in his eyes. Nodding. Even if you are a genius on the way to cultivation, it will not be smooth sailing. Jian Chen's state of mind is rare among geniuses.

"Sword dust. How are you in the small yard. I went to your room just now and called for a long time, but no one answered." Ling'er's voice sounded at the gate of the courtyard. looked at Jian Chen and said dissatisfied.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I came to this small courtyard to practice last night and forgot to go back." Only then did Jian Chen notice that the sun was already hanging above his head. I spent a lot of time cultivating this time.

"You didn't notice anything unusual last night." Ling'er's smart eyes blinked. There was a strange fluctuation in Jian Chen's room last night. Later disappeared. Originally, Ling'er wanted to come and find out. But the ensuing coercion actually made her unconscious.

"Nope. What happened last night." Jian Chen didn't want to mention his breakthrough last night. I took it with me. His gaze turned to Zhong Yanchen's body. Brother Yanchen knows that yesterday ......"

Jian Chen's words were not finished, but they were stuck in his throat and could not be spoken, and he looked at Zhong Yanchen with a shocked expression. He said in disbelief: "Brother Yanchen has broken through."

"How is that possible?" Ling'er is on the side of the path. Zhong Yanchen's strength is still some way away from breaking through again. Although she also hopes that her brother will break through soon. But it can't be so fast.

Zhong Yanchen nodded. Looking at Jian Chen, he looked at Jian Chen with a little confusion and said, "Jian Chen. Your perception is really sensitive. I'm trying to restrain the breath you can still find. It's amazing."

"Brother. You really broke through." When Ling'er heard Yanchen's answer, a smile appeared on her face. But I couldn't believe it and asked again.

Hear Ling'er's question. Zhong Yanchen no longer restrained his breath. The aura of the third level of the martial artist suddenly pressed towards the two of them. The abundant vitality was spitting in the palm of his hand. The buzzing sound in the air is very intimidating.

"Martial Master's third-level pinnacle." Jian Chen was a little puzzled, and overnight, this Yanchen's strength actually increased by a whole realm. It's horrible. Don't say it's sword dust. Even the stone king who has experienced the world is a little strange. That's the speed unless you have a genius treasure. But it was obviously impossible for Jian Chen to be so surprised by the genius earth treasure.

"Not bad. I woke up this morning and somehow broke through a realm." Yanchen spread out his hands and smiled bitterly. The strength inexplicably grows somewhat strangely.

"Last night. Is it because of the colorful vision?" Jian Chen's heart was slightly cold. Guessed.

"How. Jian Chen, you know the secret." Ling'er saw the change in Jian Chen's eyes and said with some expectations.

"Nope. Brother Yanchen. Wait a minute, I'll pass you on a set of exercises that can really restrain your breath. When the time comes, you will have a greater grasp of revenge." Jian Chen thought about it for a while and decided to pass on the recipe to the two siblings. Jian Chen faintly felt that the young man in front of him, who was slightly older than himself, seemed to be involved in something.

"Is it because of this exercise that you can detect my breath?" Yanchen is not stupid. Hearing Jian Chen's words, he guessed something from it.

"Not bad. This exercise is called the Breath Technique. You can restrain your own breath, and you can also detect the breath of others." Jian Chen nodded.

"Thank you." Yanchen looked at Jian Chen and nodded. He also knew the high value of this auxiliary type of exercise. For revenge, he did not refuse. Just keep this kindness in your heart.

"Good. I want it too." Ling'er on the side jumped up when she heard Jian Chen's words. She didn't know what to be polite with Jian Chen.

"Good. No questions asked. Don't be impatient when the time comes." Jian Chen quipped. In the wilderness, Yanchen has to teach a lot of martial arts to Ling'er. But Ling'er is either tired or not fun halfway through the practice. Find all sorts of reasons to shirk. The first shift, the second shift is relatively late, about eleven o'clock