In the deep sea, Shu Jinran's knees were slightly bent, and her feet were already deep in the mud. The smell of the dusty white power suit is faintly visible, isolating the squeezed seawater.

Zhuo Yuming above floated in the sea with one hand, and under the urging of spiritual power, the sea water meandered like a giant dragon and rushed towards the woman below.

Three months after the tide hit the beach, Sui Jin asked Shu Jinran to change to the bottom of the sea to withstand the water pressure. The water pressure on the bottom of the sea is extremely high, and the load itself is extremely high, coupled with the fact that Sui Jin or Zhuo Yuming used the qi machine to pull the undercurrent, even Shu Jinran, who was in the eight-rank realm, was a little stretched at the beginning.

After adapting to the high pressure on the seabed, Shu Jinran began to move slowly, set up a boxing fight, and slowly practiced boxing moves.

In the sea where she practiced boxing, the bottom of the sea had long been razed to the ground, and countless reefs and caves had been destroyed in the past two months. Originally, there were still a large number of sea creatures here, and after being killed by these invaders in the past few days, all the rest have migrated elsewhere.

As Shu Jinran's fist was pulled away, Zhuo Yuming also increased the intensity of the flow of the qi, and the undercurrent he controlled was a little more turbulent than before.

During this period of time, he accompanied Shu Jinran to boil up his physique, and Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but have nothing to do at first. But later, he controlled the current at the bottom of the sea, and after many times, he found that with the fine control of the current, it was also beneficial to the operation of his spiritual power. It was because he began to strive for more excellence in the operation of his qi engine later, so that while helping Shu Jinran sharpen his physique, he also made himself more familiar with the delicate control of spiritual power.

Zhuo Yuming controlled the undercurrent, as if condensing into an invisible monk with spiritual power to accompany Shu Jinran to practice boxing at the bottom of the sea, but he also enjoyed it.

Shu Jinran has always only used three points of true qi, and most of it is relying on his own physical body to punch non-stop in the huge water pressure. Even though the spiritual power exerted by Zhuo Yuming's side was gradually rising, she was still unmoved. Gradually, there will be some clumsiness.

As he was hit by the undercurrent of the sea water again and again, Shu Jinran's breath gradually weakened.

"Jinran, let's stop here today. ”

Sensing that Shu Jinran's breath was already a little unstable, Zhuo Yuming also dissipated his spiritual power and spoke.

Shu Jinran was in the sea, unlike a qi practitioner who could breathe in the water without hindrance by relying on secret techniques, as a pure martial artist, she was always supported by a breath of true qi in her chest. The longer you stay at the bottom of the sea, the more you test the longevity of this breath of true qi.

Feeling a deep tiredness welling up in his heart, Shu Jinran nodded, on tiptoe, and the whole person suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string, breaking through the sea.

After returning to the shore, Shu Jinran did not immediately sit down to rest, but slowly breathed to calm the true qi in his body.

"Jinran, every time I look at your boxing technique, it has a bit of a different charm, and it is really unpredictable. ”

After running the exercises slightly and steaming the clothes on his body, Zhuo Yuming said with a smile.

On the other side, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and after the true qi traveled away Zhou Tian, Shu Jinran, who had completely recovered his spirit, smiled when he heard this. "My boxing technique is full of Taoist rhyme, and with my daily state of mind and divine realm, the fist intent will also be different. To put it bluntly, it's completely arbitrary. So every once in a while, you feel a difference in punching. ”

This fist technique that I don't know where the demon master came from is indeed unfathomable, if it weren't for Shu Jinran's natural compatibility, he wouldn't have entered the realm so quickly. And thanks to this strange fist technique, Shu Jinran's innate cultivation talent is also useful.

While the two were chatting, a streamer of light flew from the sky.

Zhuo Yuming stretched out his hand and put the streamer flying arrow into his palm, which was a short teleportation flying sword.

The moment he saw that flying sword, a trace of strangeness rose in Zhuo Yuming's heart.

The divine sense penetrated into it, and a mellow voice sounded above the heart lake, it was the voice of the Sword Saint.

After a while, after Zhuo Yuming replied to the message with his divine sense, he cast a spell again and sent the teleportation flying sword out.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

Shu Jinran saw that his face was slightly heavy, and asked softly.

Zhuo Yuming smiled slightly and said, "It's not a big deal, it's the Sword Saint seniors who sent me a message to invite me to Zhongshenzhou." It is said that there seems to be some fluctuations on the side of the demon clan's ban, and it may be that the demon clan is about to break the ban of the demon emperor and make a comeback again. ”

Hearing that it was an important matter that might involve a war between the two clans, Shu Jinran's face couldn't help but calm a little.

"It's nothing you still say it's such a big thing, then you hurry up and leave for the Demon Town, don't delay the plan. If I have a chance in the future, I will go to the Demon City to find you. ”

Silently stepped forward, Shu Jinran stood in front of Zhuo Yuming, stretched out his hands and gently helped him gently smooth the folds on his shirt. Looking at his sweetheart in front of him, who was looking like a graceful woman, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but feel a trace of reluctance in his heart. raised his hand to hold Shu Jinran's tenderness, and looked at each other, full of tenderness.

Stared at by that scorching gaze, Shu Jinran's face showed a slight flush, and she lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"Okay, it's a big deal, you kid hurry up to the demon town, and then contact the young lady if you have something. ”

Sui Jin, who was sitting not far away, also walked over slowly and spoke.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't worry about letting the young lady be here alone, Sui Jin would also want to go to the Demon City with Zhuo Yuming, and he actually longed for Feng Xing, the existence of the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, for a long time. It's just that due to the complicated situation between the Demon Gate and the Righteous Path, the last time the two clans fought together, he didn't go to the war without the approval of the Demon Lord.

"Okay, then the junior can leave, and Jinran will trouble the Sui seniors to take care of it more. ”

Zhuo Yuming and Sui Jin hugged their fists, and then whispered in Shu Jinran's ear: "When I come back from the Demon City this time, I will go to Bingyuan Prefecture to find Senior Bai to mention the marriage contract." Gathering less and leaving more often like this really makes it difficult for me to sleep. ”

Shu Jinran's face flushed even more when she heard this, she raised her hand and clenched her fist and lightly hammered it on his chest, and she breathed like a lan: "Didn't you make an agreement with him for a hundred years to be an immortal, you are only now returning to the Tibetan realm, which family to mention." Besides, when did I say I would marry you. ”

Grabbing the girl's mutton fat white jade-like jade hand in the palm of his hand, Zhuo Yuming smiled and said in a narrow tone: "If you dare to disobey, I will find a dark and windy night to forcibly kidnap you." When the raw rice is cooked and matured, you can still stand it. ”

Shu Jinran blushed all of a sudden, knowing that deep in her neck, there was a hint of redness.

It's just that this time without waiting for her to speak, Sui Jin took the lead in speaking: "Miss, stand away, the old man will give him a ride." ”

Suddenly remembering that there was still this old martial artist peeping around, Zhuo Yuming was shocked.

"Jinran, I'll go first, and I'll go back and send a message. ”

A hurried goodbye, thunder roared in the clear sky, and a thunderbolt rose from the seashore, and in an instant it swept across the sky and disappeared into the sky.