In a flash.

Gu Yusheng only felt that the dantian seemed to have broken through some kind of limited barrier, and suddenly turned into a vast sea, and the violent energy in his body was like a roaring river, although the waves were rushing and not stopping, but the sea was so wide and deep that the river could fill it up.

Just a few breaths.

The mysterious power of Gu Yusheng's body was summed up in the dantian, and his body even quickly felt an unprecedented feeling of hunger, hungry.

Gu Yusheng stopped meditating.

It took a while for him to open his eyes, and his immature face was full of incredulity.

He stared at the spirit gourd on the table, but his heart was contemplating the mysterious dragon script.

"It's dangerous!"

Gu Yusheng spit out a mouthful of turbid breath and stuffed what he ate into his mouth in a big gulp.

In just one stick of incense, he has experienced two lives and deaths.

A danger came from the terrifying spiritual power in the spirit gourd, which almost caused him to explode and die.

Another danger is that he meditated on the dragon map and the dragon text in a hurry, and in a few breaths, he was almost sucked dry, if there was no terrifying power in his body, he was only afraid that he would be squeezed out of his qi and blood and turned into a dry corpse.

"Whew."

Gu Yusheng ate a lot of things before he gradually filled his stomach.

Calming down, he looked inwardly at the dantian and felt the changes and condensation of the qi of the primordial fetus.

But after Gu Yusheng saw the situation in the dantian, the whole person couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the originally full cyan yuan fetal qi had all turned into silver at this moment, but the condensed silver yuan fetal qi was less than one thousandth of the original compared with before, not only that, but in his dantian, there were silver yuan tire lines, and the dantian was more than several times larger than the original.

Gu Yusheng was surprised and delighted.

Happily, he was finally able to condense the second-grade Yuan Fetus, and the surprise was that with the improvement of the quality of the Yuan Fetus Qi, it meant that he needed to condense the Yuan Fetus Qi hundreds of times that of the past.

In other words, he needs more time to practice, to work hard.

"It's no wonder that in the entire Qingyun Sect, there are very few people who have condensed the three-grade yuan fetus."

Gu Yusheng secretly said to himself, the path of cultivation not only requires talent and perseverance, but also requires more resources.

After his heart calmed down, Gu Yusheng picked up the spirit gourd on the table and fell into contemplation, in the past, the concentration of heaven and earth vitality gathered after seven days of wine in the spirit gourd was just suitable for him to use when condensing the Yuan Fetus, but today, it almost made him explode and die, where did the terrifying energy come from?

Could it be that there is another mystery to this spiritual gourd?

Thundered!

Outside the window, the rain was dripping, and the lightning was thundering.

A flash of thunder flashed.

Gu Yusheng was surprised to find that on the surface of the spirit gourd, there was an imperceptible mark that lit up.

"Thunder light? The power of nature? ”

Gu Yusheng looked incredulous, he thought about it, ran into the rain, hung the spirit gourd on the fence wall, and went back to the house to observe carefully.

The lightning pierced the sky, the silver light was reflected on the spirit gourd, Gu Yusheng stared at the spirit gourd motionlessly, every time the lightning appeared, Gu Yusheng could feel a terrifying wisp of heaven and earth vitality absorbed by the spirit gourd.

And so on.

Wait for the thunder to subside.

Gu Yusheng took the spirit gourd back and poured a few drops of wine from it.

This time, Gu Yusheng became much more cautious, and only dared to take a small drop into his throat.

But even so, the terrifying vitality contained in that wine still quickly rose a warm current in Gu Yusheng's body.

"Sure enough!"

Gu Yusheng can still withstand this force, and at the same time, he is glad that he is cautious.

Urging the Taiqing Yuan Fetal Spirit to lead the way, little by little, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Wine Cloud City was refined, and in the dry dantian, the silver Yuan Fetal Qi gradually became full.

The night passed.

Gu Yusheng woke up from Tuna, he came to the small courtyard to wash, and his temperament in the bronze mirror seemed to have changed a little, and his body had grown taller.

The wine gourd is next to him, and it doesn't look so abrupt.

Armed with a wooden sword, he came to the peach blossom forest.

Gu Yusheng stabbed out with a sword as usual.

The sword was silent.

A peach petal on the tip of the sword is scattered.

"Huh?"

Gu Yusheng's pupils shrank.

With this sword just now, he didn't release any sword qi, but the peach blossom at the tip of the sword was cut off by an invisible force, and it was neatly split.

"Sword Momentum?!"

"I've entered the second realm of kendo?"

Gu Yusheng was slightly stunned, concentrated again, and swung out the second sword.

This time, within the sword arc pointed by the tip of his sword, pieces of peach blossoms fell, and the peach blossoms flew one by one, and the invisible force stirred the falling flowers.

The realm of sword power is longer than attack, and win with potential!

"The Second Realm of Kendo."

Gu Yusheng muttered to himself.

At this moment, he felt that all his efforts were worth it, swinging his sword ten thousand times a day, and finally getting promoted, he knew in his heart that it must be related to the change in the dantian yuan fetus yesterday, but he never denied his efforts.

"Don't be proud, this is just a small step on the path of cultivation."

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath and kept reminding himself that he had seen that amazing sword at the foot of Qingping Mountain, compared to it, the sword realm in front of him was not even the light of rice grains compared to the sword swung by the mysterious old man.

"I drank peach blossom brew this year, and I will come back next year."

Gu Yusheng still remembered what the mysterious old man said.

From that moment on, the goal that Gu Yusheng pursued was the sword that the old man slashed out.

The joy of the heart turns the page.

Gu Yusheng was as usual, holding a wooden sword, swinging sword after sword.

"Today's goal, nine thousand swords!"

Gu Yusheng's goal is to have a thousand fewer swords than before, not because he is lazy, but because he feels that after the sword path enters the second realm, every sword stabbed out will form a potential, and the perception of the force in the sword is a new path, that is to say, Gu Yusheng needs to reduce the number of sword swings a little bit, and in the end, he only needs to swing a sword.

The wind and rain blew all night, and the peach blossom forest fell colorfully.

Such a magnificent scene naturally attracted many disciples of Qingyunmen to stand on the cloud bridge connected by the six peaks to watch the scenery.

It's still those female disciples of Falling Dust Peak.

They stand on the cloud bridge to watch the peach blossoms for 300 miles, the back of the young man waving the sword in the peach blossom forest, the beautiful scenery of Qingping Mountain becomes extremely romantic, in the Qingyun Gate, there are many Taoist couples walking together, stopping on the cloud bridge or the single peak, watching the flowers of Qingping Mountain bloom and fall.

There is a way that has always been ruthless and affectionate, and it is difficult to climb Qingping Mountain with a sword.

Gu Yusheng practiced swords for a day, they laughed at it for a day, and they couldn't reach the dream of slaying demons, so they subconsciously felt that others couldn't do it, and denied the efforts of others.

Now the back of that young man is still waving the wooden sword in his hand, and he still can't get the approval in their hearts.

"Hey, you say, is it really useful for him to swing his sword like this every day?"

The woman who has always been wearing a Qingluo skirt asked her companions, the woman frowned slightly, in fact, she asked like this, not because of the question itself, but because she was unable to condense the yuan fetus, and her inner anxiety was nowhere to be released, and she hoped to get an answer from others.

"If it's useful, what do you want a genius to do?"

The woman standing at the front looked proud, surrounded by all the women, and she was also a newly recruited Qingyunmen disciple, she had already condensed a wisp of Yuan Fetal Qi in the dantian, although it was only a slightly better light color than the gray Yuan Fetus Qi, and the probability of condensing the lower grade Yuan Fetus was relatively large, but even so, under the rule of the sect's one-year limit, it was enough to make countless people feel envious and jealous.

Staying in Qingyunmen to practice is a dream that is unattainable for most people.

The woman in Tsing Yi looked gloomy, he wanted such an answer, but when others said the answer they thought in their hearts, they were extremely disappointed and unwilling in their hearts, she pursed her lips and said, "Is it really useless to work hard?" ”

"Why don't you go and ask him? Ha ha! ”

All around was the sound of chuckles.

There was a charming woman who even said explicit words: "Wielding a sword may not make you stronger, but he can stab so many times a day...... If you marry him, you may be very happy every day! ”

"Boom!"

Such explicit words immediately caused Yingying Yanyan to laugh.

At this moment, at the end of the cloud bridge, there was a sword qi vertical and horizontal, and between the changes of the sword qi, the clouds and mountains above were triggered, and the sword rain fell like a star.

"Hey, someone is practicing swords!"

"It's Senior Sister Mo!"

The women looked intently, and saw that on the platform of the falling dust peak, there was a petite figure swinging the sword vigorously, and the sword was flowing wherever it went.

The sword technique practiced by Mo Wanyun is even more the Yunshui sword technique that everyone can practice as a disciple of Luochen Peak!

What a trick to turn the clouds and rain!

The women who were still laughing at Gu Yusheng just now instantly felt like they had been slapped in the face by an invisible slap, and they all felt ashamed one by one.

A person who is dozens of times more talented than them works a hundred times harder than them.

And just now they were laughing at the sword-wielding boy, saying that the effort was useless.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, but there are many people who have been mistaken by wisdom all their lives.

"Hmph, Senior Sister Mo is really good at pretending, if I have a background like her, I must be better than her!"

The woman who laughed at Gu Yusheng just now looked jealous, and said unconvincing words in her mouth, and there were still a lot of echoing voices behind her, while the woman in Tsing Yi was deep in thought, her confused eyes gradually became clear, she and others fell behind, staring at the young man in the peach blossom forest, and said with a smile: "Work hard, it should be useful." ”

In a no-man's land, a thin man stared at the position where Gu Yusheng practiced swords, his mole-like eyes narrowed slightly, his hand stretched out from his sleeve, and he held a packet of medicinal powder in his palm.

"Gu Yusheng, if you want to blame, you will be blamed for your bad life."

The corners of Zhao Zhi's mouth showed a touch of cruelty, and his thin body burrowed into the deep forest.

Peach Blossom Forest.

Gu Yusheng swung nine thousand swords.

He had been able to feel the threshold of sword swinging power and the existence of sword momentum, but he never released his sword qi.

He raised his head and stared in the direction of Luochen Peak, just now, he felt a sword aura, and vaguely, he saw that familiar figure.

Mo Wanyun

"Even if she works so hard, I have to work harder."

Gu Yusheng patted the wine gourd casually.

There is very little wine in Huzhong, and before I handed over a jar of wine to do the task of the sect, there was not much fruit in the barrel.

Looking at the peach blossoms, the peach blossoms will fall in a few days, and you need to pick them, so you have to go to the high places of Qingping Mountain.

"Pick more today."

Gu Yusheng came to the small courtyard, lifted the bamboo basket, ran in the peach blossom forest, he walked along the creek all the way, unconsciously, he had come to a quiet foot of the mountain, only the sound of the spring rain turning into a stream.

Gu Yusheng looked up and saw that there was a thousand-year-old peach tree on the edge of the waterfall cliff, the peach blossoms on it were scorching, completely different from other peach blossoms, blooming luxuriantly, and the refreshing aroma made Gu Yusheng's tired body after swinging the sword feel very comfortable and relaxed between breaths.

"These peach blossoms are used to make wine, and they must be very luscious."

Gu Yusheng walked briskly through the edge of the creek and forest.

Swish.

In a trance, he seemed to hear something.

"Huh?"

Gu Yusheng was vigilant.

He had heard his father say that there were demon beasts lurking in Qingping Mountain, and it might not be really safe.