It has been almost ten days since I returned to Linan Town from the Water Temple, and the door of the blacksmith shop has not been knocked open, and Song Jingxian cannot be contacted, and Dong Nanyan does not dare to walk in rashly.

Every day, he practiced swords in the Changing Life Lake, and the long sword that returned here with him from the Tibetan military realm was used by Dong Nanyan handy, He Yan and Hong Xu became like this because they coveted this spirit sword, Dong Nanyan once let Song Jingxian appreciate it, and the comment he got was, "It's not bad, it can absorb vitality, it's a rare spiritual treasure." ”

Dong Nanyan practiced the sword in Changsheng Lake for two hours, and when the families in Linan Town were still cooking pots and lighting fires and did not go out, he carried a long sword on his back, walked like a fly on the mountain road, and returned to Linan Town.

In the life and death bald head of the Tibetan military realm to a higher level, Dong Nanyan is now a monk in the second realm of the building, diligently breathing and practicing qi every day, although the aura in the body is getting stronger and stronger, but the realm is always standing still, strolling in the huge pavilion, and can't find the way to ascend the building.

Dong Nanyan once consulted He Yan and them on this kind of question, but the answer they got was the same, his Changsheng Building seemed to be different from other people's, even if he took the initiative to let He Yan and them come to see, He Yan and the others only vaguely saw a sky-high building, let alone help Dong Yanyan to go to the next level.

Dong Nanyan was a little anxious in his heart, maybe other cultivators were increasing their cultivation and improving their realm day by day, and his days passed day by day, as if they were countdowns, pressing on his heart like a talisman, making him can't help but practice more diligently day by day, wanting to cultivate to the Yuanying realm as soon as possible.

When he first opened the bag and saw Uncle Zhang's third uncle, the man once said to him that he had left something in his mind, and he could see it when he became the realm of ascending the building, but he had all ascended to the second realm, and he still had no clue about it, thinking that he was unable to find a way, so he asked Song Jingxian, and Song Jingxian said that he needed to climb to the top of the building to know.

There are six realms to climb the building, and each realm has a different vision.

It is rumored that some people open their windows to see the mountains and rivers, and some people open their windows to see the sun and the moon...

And Dong Nanyan couldn't even find the window at all, except for the golden door that had just opened when he became the realm of ascending the building, Dong Nanyan had been groping in the empty building, but he couldn't see anything except the pale golden jade slab that seemed to be in the realm of heaven under his feet.

Immediately arrived at Linan Town, the mountain road that used to take half an hour now only takes a few breaths, walking on the empty street, Dong Nanyan suddenly looked back and looked at the rebirth lake.

Swapping Lake is definitely not easy!

From the story of the immortals killing demons and demons, to the sword tricks that he and Song Jiyi got at the bottom of the lake, all of them show that there is a big secret in the Swap Lake.

The reason why Dong Nanyan chose to practice swords here is also because of this, and even sometimes when Dong Nanyan looked at the puddle by the lake, he always felt a palpitation, not the kind of palpitations that were frightened and frightened, but an indescribable feeling, as if it was innate.

This morning's Linan Town was quieter than usual, and seeing the smoke coming out of the chimneys of every house, Dong Nanyan smiled lightly and slowed down a little.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't go out to practice swords in the early morning, after Ma Chengcheng became an old fairy in the hearts of everyone in Linan Town, Ma Chengxin had already explained to the residents of the town that Dong Nanyan was a disaster star.

Anyway, Dong Nanyan will indeed not bring disaster to people now, Ma Cheng made up a story of what kind of ghost he had, of course, Nanzhen was convinced of what this old fairy said who blessed the side, so after Dong Nanyan came back, he occasionally bumped into the teenager who went out, and he was no longer afraid to avoid it as before, and now he would smile and nod lightly at the young man, and those who were older would feel that the young man had many disasters and difficulties, such as mending the guilt in his heart after seeing death and not saving him, and he would also come to Dong Nanyan's small courtyard to send some food, fruits and vegetables, Dong Nanyan did not accept it, nor did he accept it, and finally under Hong Xu's suggestion, Dong Nanyan accepted it, but it was not in vain, he sent out some inconspicuous small objects, all of which were polished from spirit stones, and they were worn by his side, not to mention longevity, but also to calm down and nourish his qi.

Back in his yard, He Yan had already steamed out a pot of fragrant white steamed buns, Hong Xu got up to greet him, his cyan robe and coat drooping on the ground, but he didn't have that sloppy feeling.

"How was the young master practicing today?"

After getting along for so many days, Dong Nanyan and these people did not see each other, washed his hands and sat at the table, sniffed his nose, sighed that He Yan's craftsmanship was improving again, and said with a smile: "It's a little better than yesterday." ”

Even if the realm can't go up, today will be better than yesterday, this is Dong Nanyan's current thoughts.

Dong Nanyan is back, so you can start eating.

Sitting around a small round table that is not too big and even a little compact, Le Shengyang has always been silent about eating, usually meditating except for turning books, and only talking more when it is difficult for the director to speak.

Hong Xu shook the white bowl on his palm, and signaled Elder Du not to be so stingy, the aging of the Water Dragon Sect, he did not refuse to come.

Le Shengyang and He Yan both don't like to drink, usually Hong Xu drinks with him, Elder Du is not stingy with drinks at first, and drinks with Hong Xu every day, but then he drinks day by day, Elder Du feels that something is wrong, Jingxuyuan, this old man, is like what he said before to accompany him to drink, a cup of belly, it is clearly to lie to him to drink!

Elder Du reluctantly poured a glass for Hong Xu, and the distress on his face made He Yan laugh at Hong Xu: "Be merciful, drink two glasses less, or I'm worried that Elder Du will add water to this wine pot tomorrow." ”

Hong Xu, whose face was as white as flawless jade, heard the title of Ming Mercy Taoist, and laughed: "When you sing about wine, what is your life? Lao Du would not do this if he has a confidant like me." ”

Wine confidant?

Elder Du rolled his eyes.

It's clear that you're an old man who only knows how to drink.

He was helpless, but Elder Du still clinked bowls with Hong Xu and drank.

The aroma of wine wafted out of the jade pot, Dong Nanyan was once curious that this thing was really so delicious?

At that time, Elder Du waved his hand again and again and said that it was not delicious, not that the old man was worried that Dong Nanyan was drinking, but that he was afraid that if this was another little drunkard, he would not have much stock in his hand at that time, but he would really want to cry without tears.

Hong Xu and Elder Du are still drinking, He Yan likes to cook, but he doesn't eat much every time, he is often the first to put down the chopsticks, Dong Nanyan is also full, and moved the bench to the side, leaving more room for Hong Xu and the two of them to stretch, Dong Nanyan said: "Mr. He, can I learn spells from you tomorrow?"

From the beginning, Dong Nanyan practiced there, He Yan and them gave a few instructions, and later it became He Yan and the four of them to teach Dong Nanyan every day, He Yan smiled: "Young master is tired today?"

Dong Nanyan said: "Learn something, what's so tiring, when I practiced sword today, there were some signs of loosening in the bottleneck of the thunder method in my brain, so I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and I asked Mr. Le for some thunder magic today." ”

What bottlenecks will there be for this teenager in front of him?

The only time He Yan had drunk with Elder Du these days was that he felt that he was a wasted person, and after cultivating for so many years, he was only a Yuan Infant Realm, if he put these times on Dong Nanyan, the achievement would be unimaginable.

He Yan shouted at Le Shengyang: "Mr. Leda, don't turn the book, it's time to come to teach." ”

Le Shengyang gently closed the book, and when he heard what Dong Nanyan had just said, he smiled and said, "Where is the bottleneck?"

Dong Nanyan got up and gestured, a few days ago, Le Shengyang taught him a spell, called Xuanlei Tianyin, which can lead to nine days of thunder and dazzle demons.

During the interval between practicing the sword in the Translife Lake, Dong Nanyan always felt in his mind that there was something wrong with this spell, and if he used it according to his own ideas, the power would be much smaller, but if he didn't use it according to his own ideas, it would always feel uncomfortable.

After Le Shengyang watched Dong Yanyan's performance, his heart was simply crying without tears.

What kind of bottleneck is this, it is clear that the teenager is finding fault with him.

Dong Nanyan's practice was even more orthodox than what he taught, and Le Shengyang deduced it several times in his heart before he was sure that there was indeed a mistake in the magic inheritance of the Thundering Palace.

Le Shengyang, who claimed to be invincible in the Jindan Realm, had a strong sense of frustration in his heart, especially when He Yan was still sitting next to him watching the excitement, and Le Shengyang was smiling, a knock suddenly sounded outside the door.

Dong Nanyan went over to open the door, and Le Shengyang couldn't help but feel a little more good in his heart for this visitor.

"Mr. Ma. ”

Ma Cheng didn't know that he was grateful to him because of knocking on the door, and at this moment his face was ugly, and he was pacing anxiously at the door.

"Dong is hard to say!"

Ma Congxin saw Dong Nanyan as if he had seen the backbone, holding Dong Nanyan's arm with both hands, and trembling unconsciously.

Ma was sincerely wrong and everyone could see it, Dong Nanyan asked, "Mr. Ma, what's wrong with you?"

Thinking of the distress letter sent by Wen Qiu, Ma said in a trembling voice: "It's a big deal!"

Nan Shin Koku.

Wen Qiu, who had a relationship with Dong Nanyan in the storytelling building, sat first under the dragon chair, and he was here to keep the Manchu ministers who knew the news of the defeat of the Xinnan Kingdom from panicking.

In my heart, I scolded Xinnanguo, and I don't know if their heads were kicked by a donkey, and they actually provoked an army of tens of thousands of people, all of whom were brave and good at fighting, and it didn't take more than a day to capture the two cities, especially when there was news that the other party was in the realm of no less than hundreds, and there were twelve in the realm of Ling Xu.

What does the Denglou Realm and the Ling Void Realm mean, the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu just understands it too well, but seeing Wen Qiu's panicked face, they understand.

Xinnanguo was already panicked, and he lost Liangcheng in one day, and the other party was about to approach the imperial city, so he sent a message to Nanxinguo, not to ask for help, the letter said that Xinnannanxin was a family, hoping to allow them to take refuge here.

Tens of thousands of troops.

Hundreds of climbs to the realm.

Twelve Ling Realm.

Wen Qiu's heart was like ashes.

But as he was dying, a figure flashed in his mind.

I heard that Ma, who is also a teacher and friend, said from the bottom of his heart that the young man worshiped the Fallen Leaves Sect, and he was not small in the sect.

Wen Qiu prayed in his heart: "I just hope that every evil will turn into good fortune." ”