Two days later, in the evening, Su Zinan still took firm steps and came to the soup pool in the jungle.

The power of the cold sword is very strong, so she basically rarely uses it, and a few days ago she went to the market and refined an iron sword for herself, which is more friendly to the surrounding elves.

She hadn't practiced swords for two days, and her hands were a little itchy, so she took out the iron sword from her pocket and opened the "Nine Turns Refining Divine Technique".

The Nine Turns Refining Divine Technique is a wonderful technique for cultivating secrets in the world, and it is precisely because of this that she can cultivate her immortal method to the middle stage of Mahayana.

Still, she won't be satisfied with that.

Adjust your breath, hold the iron sword in the palm of your hand, and start dancing.

The iron sword was not so powerful, and she could control it more freely.

When I usually practice swords, I subconsciously take out the iron sword directly.

Nearly two hours have passed since a set of swordsmanship dance has been practiced.

Su Zinan sat on the stone by the pond and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The sound of leaves falling on the ground is clearly audible.

Because of her long-term meditation and cultivation, her swordsmanship and spiritual power have made her already sensitive sense of hearing more acute. Whispers within three miles can be heard at any time as long as she wants to hear them, but under normal circumstances, she selectively blocks these sounds.

When I was young, the slight wind whistled in my ears, and the insects in the forest seemed to sing for a romantic night.

Su Zinan heard a "fluttering" sword dancing sound in his ears.

She opened her eyes and stood up, following the source of the sound to see a woman her age a few kilometers away who was also practicing her sword.

She practiced extremely seriously, staring at the tip of the sword the whole time, not noticing that Su Zinan was looking at her.

"Who is also dancing the sword here?"

Su Zinan was a little surprised, and couldn't help but walk towards the source of the sound, and his figure flashed, turning into a golden light and falling on the branch of a giant tree.

She looked at the woman's face.

Beautiful eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth, graceful posture, fairy posture, a light purple ruffled fairy skirt on the body, dancing with a sword, sassy and beautiful.

"Is that her?"

Su Zinan muttered to herself, looking at the light purple standard sect skirt, she immediately remembered her identity.

Wasn't this girl the senior sister Gu Mingyue she had gone to the Chixiao Palace to discuss before? I can't imagine that I look so cute!

Look so good and work so hard, woman, are you trying to fascinate me?

Su Zinan stared at the girl for more than ten minutes, and felt that it was not enough, so he simply sat on the trunk of the tree and took out a pot of wine.

Gu Mingyue was still cultivating hard, but she seemed to be stuck in a move, and she practiced in place no less than eighty times.

Her body was soaked in sweat, revealing her delicate collarbones and a more defined figure.

Su Zinan swallowed when he saw it.

It wasn't until Gu Mingyue practiced that move one hundred and eighty times that Su Zinan couldn't sit still.

She only now understands that Gu Mingyue is the same as her previous life, she is a good child who works hard.

Looking at her sword dancing movements, it should be the Hanqing swordsmanship of Hanqing Palace, in Hanqing Palace, there are many women, and the masters are all girls.

Therefore, the swordsmanship of Hanqing Palace is biased towards feminine and tactful, elegant and roundabout, its essence is unexpected, unprepared, and the core point is defense.

Unlike the jade flute swordsmanship she cultivated, the sword aura was furious, as wild as a stormy wave or a huge wave sweeping, the beauty of her swordsmanship was that it was lethal, and the damage was extremely high.

If you want to talk about the root bones, Gu Mingyue is one of the few existences in the same group of disciples.

But she has a stubborn personality, and her moves are too ruthless and aggressive, which is completely opposite to the feminine core of Hanqing Sword's sword qi, and the swordsmanship she uses in this way will backfire and will not have the best effect.

She had been practicing in place nearly two hundred times, and by the time she started practicing her one hundred and eighty times. Su Zinan sat down on the branch and sat down, carefully concentrating.

After ten years of studying the entire "Jade Xiao Sword Technique", and learning the top secret techniques of "Nine Turns Refining Divine Technique", Su Zinan excavated every move and style in the secret book; In countless days and nights, reciting the mental formula, memorizing and practicing, practicing and memorizing, how can you not see the flaws in Gu Mingyue's sword practice?

Becoming an immortal argues that you must not be impetuous, and be anxious for quick success.

This law is an eternal truth, and it is also the most fatal point for the strong.

Gu Mingyue was young and obviously didn't realize this, but in terms of cultivation, she was already beyond ordinary people.

Su Zinan sat on the branch and practiced with her, just reciting the mantra of the "Nine Turns Refining Divine Technique" and some small tricks.

The clear air at the end of her eyes was diffuse, and she was wrapped in a misty aura, and after a stick of incense, she slowly opened her eyes.

The girl on the ground is still practicing, without interruption.

She was soaking wet, and her eyes showed clear stubbornness.

Suddenly, Su Zinan found the faintly entangled turbidity and dark gray mist on her sword.

She had seen in the "Secret Book of Immortals" that if a cultivator practiced too much, and if he didn't break through for a long time, it would lead to miasma on his body, if he didn't interfere with it from the outside world, over time, Gu Mingyue would cultivate to the point of going mad!

Generally speaking, only a profound strong person can see the miasma, but Gu Mingyue's master, Fairy Yunmeng, didn't even notice it!

A disciple of an immortal root like Gu Mingyue is one of the best existences in the Hongluan Palace, and it would be a pity if he went mad because of his practice.

They are also fairies and powerhouses in the world of cultivating immortals, they are all girls who are working silently for themselves, and they are existences that are worth cherishing.

I have the same destiny as you, and since you are frustrated, then I will definitely help you!

Su Zinan took out a handful of ice hairpins from the space ring, the texture was crystal clear, like a fine blue jade.

The ice hairpin exudes a transparent and bright light blue aura, pinched in the hand, cold and cold.

This ice hairpin was once a reward for answering a question in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and wearing it on a person's head can change the appearance of the cultivator, and it has the miraculous effect of not invading all poisons and repairing skin tissue.

Su Zinan put the ice hairpin on his head.

In an instant, the aura on her body was covered, and she turned into a middle-aged woman with fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and moles next to her nose.

She stood on the tree and cleared her throat: "Ahem." ”

Gu Mingyue followed the voice and raised her head: "Who are you?" ”

Su Zinan didn't speak, one lightly weighed his feet, and landed on the ground gracefully.

Gu Mingyue's face turned sharply, and she took the sword in her hand and stabbed Su Zinan's neck.

It is possible that this person has been watching himself practice swords, but he has not found it, which shows that this person's martial arts are mysterious, and he must be a person whose cultivation is unfathomable.

Gu Mingyue held the sword, and the sword suddenly rose, like a raging storm rolling up the surrounding grass and leaves, making it difficult to prevent.

What kind of peerless master is Su Zinan?

When the sword qi and sword stabbed at her, it paused in the air, a few meters away from her, Su Zinan raised his hand lightly, and in an instant, the sword turned into clouds and smoke, and all disappeared in the air.

"What!"

Gu Mingyue had a loud alarm in her heart, and her five fingers turned into claws, wanting to withdraw the sword.