"Niangniang, then I'll step back first, you have a good rest."

Seeing Concubine Li's tired face, Chen Xiangbei planned to leave, and had to go back to prepare for leaving the palace tomorrow.

"Wait...

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Li Guifei called out to him.

"Niangniang, what else do you command?" Chen Xiangbei turned around and said respectfully.

"That... If you have time tomorrow morning, come to a morning class and leave. ”

After Li Guifei finished speaking, she covered her face slightly with a quilt.

"Yes, sissy."

Chen Xiangbei nodded, then turned to leave, and gently closed the door of the dormitory.

Concubine Li Guifei is really caring, for fear that he will delay his homework after leaving the palace, so she will race against time to make up for him.

What man could refuse such a woman?

Back to the one-room cabin, Chen Xiangbei first cleaned it briefly.

I didn't come back for most of the year, and there was a thin layer of dust on the table and bed.

Then he fell asleep in bed, not only mentally exhausted, but also a feeling of overuse of his body.

Although the dual cultivation of the Yuan Shen is very beneficial to the growth of the Dao, it has great requirements for both the physical and the spiritual.

After reading it, you should practice more and exercise your body, and combine work and rest!

Entering the Falling Dust Sword Shrine in his dream, Chen Xiangbei began to cultivate as always.

After entering the Jing Ze Realm, his range of movement in the sword mound was a whole circle, and he could move freely within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, but the giant sword at the end was still untouchable.

Looking at the countless ancient divine soldiers planted on the ground, Chen Xiangbei's heart itched.

"Wouldn't it be nice if all the swords in this sword mound could be used by me?"

said.

He looked at a heavy sword made of dark iron, with mottled ancient sigils in it, and the blade was so sharp that it was terrifying just to look at.

Meanwhile.

Sou!

The giant sword unexpectedly rose from the ground and shot at the speed of a meteor's tail.

？

"What's the situation?"

Chen Xiangbei's face changed suddenly, and he clearly felt the killing intent of this heavy sword, and hurriedly jumped away, almost being stabbed into a big hole by this heavy sword.

"Hey, no, why did this heavy sword kill me?"

Just as he was puzzled, the heavy sword turned its edge again, and it flew like a bamboo.

Chen Xiangbei didn't dare to despise it, his mind moved, and the dragon slayer flew out of his boots and suspended in front of his chest.

After a confrontation, with the eight-move sword style of the Falling Dust Sword Technique, Chen Xiangbei finally pressed the heavy sword back to the ground.

But he was also so tired that he was panting like a cow, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Sure enough.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.

The simplest moves are often the most reliable killer moves!

After this confrontation, he finally realized the power of these eight sword moves.

The hard work of the previous days and nights was not in vain!

And just after the heavy sword was subdued, suddenly, a wisp of sword intent slowly rose from the sword body of the heavy sword and slipped into Chen Xiangbei's body.

Immediately afterward, the heavy sword seemed to have lost its aura, like a scrap of iron, motionless.

"Huh?"

Chen Xiangbei was stunned by this sudden scene.

"This is ... Sword intent? ”

Chen Xiangbei let go of the hand holding the heavy sword, his heart sank, and he tried to touch the sword intent in his heart.

A phantom shadow slowly appeared in front of him, it was the sword intent of that giant sword!

Hovering out of thin air, for his use!

"This..."

Chen Xiangbei was speechless in surprise for a while.

That's when it happened.

"Do you like it?"

Inside the sword mound, I remembered that ethereal voice again.

Chen Xiangbei looked up in astonishment, and in the giant sword that lingered with the aura of countless stars, a vague female figure appeared in it.

"I really can't imagine that she not only teaches you the Dao, but is also willing to double cultivate with you."

"You, you're still so dead!"

Chen Xiangbei felt awkward just listening to this.

In the words of the sword spirit, there was obviously an inexplicable vinegar.

But Chen Xiangbei didn't pay attention to it, due to the fragmentation and lack of memories in this life, he didn't even know the identity of this sword spirit.

What he cares about is how to become stronger, and what kind of changes will this wisp of sword intent produce after entering his body?

"What the hell is going on with this sword intent?" Chen Xiangbei asked curiously.

"This dusty sword mound is actually a dojo cave, after you practice the Dao, you can resonate with the thousands of divine soldiers in the sword mound, as long as you tame a spirit sword, you can resist its sword intent and control it freely in reality."

Sword Spirit said lightly.

After Chen Xiangbei heard this, his heart was shocked.

In this way, if he could tame all the swords in the sword mound, wouldn't he be able to control thousands of sword intents?

In this way, it is not a dream for any sword to open the gate of heaven, the sword qi to cross 90,000 miles, and the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect!

"Of course, the spirit sword in the sword mound is also graded, from one to nine, the higher it goes, the more difficult it is to tame, the giant sword you just tamed is called Chaotian, it belongs to a heavy sword intent, and it is almost impossible to turn the sword intent of the entire sword mound into your own use."

"And it also takes a lot of effort to conceive the sword intent, if you persevere, you can also conceive the sword intent of the first realm into the ninefold sword intent."

After the sword spirit understood Chen Xiangbei's thoughts, a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

After Chen Xiangbei heard this, his heart was really half cold.

But after thinking about it, although it is very difficult to tame high-level sword intent, it is always okay to tame a few first-level sword intents, right?

"Then after taming the sword intent, how should I conceive?"

Chen Xiangbei threw out the question again.

Unexpectedly, the sword spirit said nonchalantly: "With your current Dao practice, let's think about how to improve your cultivation first, it's not yet time to conceive your sword intent." ”

With that, there was no more to the empty voice.

The silhouette of the woman hidden in the misty nebula was also missing.

Although Chen Xiangbei was slightly disappointed, what Jian Ling said was not unreasonable, the meal always had to be eaten one bite at a time, right?

So he calmed down, and after completing the cultivation of the martial realm and the Dao method respectively, he continued to tame the sword intent.

A whole night passed, and Chen Xiangbei harvested three and one heavy sword intent.

Coming out of the sword mound, Chen Xiangbei opened his eyes.

Although the original god entered the sword mound cultivation, he slept comfortably this night.

He stretched slowly and subconsciously looked out the door.

In late autumn, there are still large dry leaves hanging on the big tree in front of the door.

Chen Xiangbei's divine consciousness moved slightly, and the three sword intents condensed out of thin air, and where he passed, the dead leaves and the dead branches fell down with a bang, and were cut into countless pieces of dead leaves by the sword intent in the air.

"It's so powerful!"

Chen Xiangbei's eyes moved slightly, and he put away the three sword intents, and his face was full of joy.

There is one more skill to press the bottom of the box, how can you not be happy!

Seeing that it was not too early, Chen Xiangbei washed up briefly, prepared to pack his bags, and went to the East Factory to find Liu Shi to gather.

In order to tame those three sword intents, he got up late today, and he didn't have time to go to Huaqing Palace for morning class.

"I wonder if the mother will be disappointed?"

Chen Xiangbei muttered in his heart.

In her absence, will she prepare for her own lessons?