"Do you think you have a fairy sword in your hand? We must pay attention to skills in sword practice, and we must be fast and accurate in sword play. Tang Ji said angrily

Zhou An hurriedly said yes and continued to wield the True Qi Sword. It's just that when Liuyun taught him, he never taught him sword moves. Just let him practice qi, and then he never had the opportunity to learn.

"A ranger like us doesn't have a complete martial arts technique like the 'Three Tombs and Five Classics'. We can't take the path of pure martial arts, so weapons that increase our strength are very important to us. Tang Ji said

The five spices floated in the air, and I thought it was interesting. A Kunlun Sword Immortal is really weird to be taught swordsmanship by an unpopular ranger.

Zhou An heard for the first time that martial arts were pure and impure, and he was a little curious. I was just embarrassed to ask, so I had to practice swordsmanship.

Tang Ji shook his head for a while, it was really a mistake for him to stay. The person in front of him has practiced his true qi well. It's just the moves and the body, it's too bad.

Zhou An put away the True Qi Long Sword, and the two continued to hurry. On the way, the two chatted again, but Zhou An mostly asked, and Tang Ji answered.

It turns out that there are two kinds of Terran warriors. One of the 'Five Classics' from the nobility and practiced to perfection requires elixir immersion to increase potential.

What I walked was, a breath of true qi in my body. The body is polished and comparable to the demon beasts of the same realm, and it does not borrow foreign objects.

The second is because there is no elixir to nourish the body. The body is not polished enough, and weapons are needed to improve the attack.

First, in the first three realms, each realm must be soaked in secret medicine. Therefore, only less than 10% of people can walk this path. But the Terran Martial Saints are all from this Chengli.

The second type accounts for ninety percent of the warriors of the human race, but not a single martial saint has ever appeared. Even in the third realm, there are only two percent.

The only advantage is that the second type is good at weapons. Fist and foot kung fu is much worse than the first one.

Tang Ji said in the end that there was no sexual interest at all, but he was silent, and Zhou An felt for the first time that his first realm seemed to be a pure way.

Wuxiang continued to talk to Zhou An about the totem secret art of Beidi and the witchcraft of Nanban.

Three days later, a dense forest.

Zhou An was hung from a tree, and the vines on the branches entangled him.

"Don't struggle, it'll get tighter and tighter. Xia Ji said softly

The vines stretched out again, and the wooden sword in Natsugi's hand swung it.

It's just that it obviously can't be cut off, Zhou An looked at the five spices wafting in front of him. Glancing fiercely, Wuxiang continued to watch the play.

"It's just a six-rank dryad, you lose your mana. You can win with your true qi, and you should run away at worst. Wuxiang looked at Zhou An and said softly

Zhou An quickly thought about how to deal with it, but most of what he learned was vertical and horizontal techniques. The history of the Terrans, as well as the languages of the Five Kingdoms. I also have to practice martial arts and qi.

No one could have imagined that one day they would need to travel in person.

Because only the third realm is allowed to travel, most of the records of the Zhou people are monsters above the third grade.

According to the three elders, under the three mirrors. There is no need to write it down, because it is different from place to place.

"Not good"

Donji shouted, and a vine wrapped around his feet. Hanging him in the air all of a sudden, Zhou An felt that his body was getting tighter and tighter.

Wuxiang waited quietly because she wanted to verify something.

Zhou An's eyes darkened, and a silver eye appeared on his forehead.

Natsugi was screaming, and his voice was extremely miserable.

A white True Qi long sword appeared in Zhou An's hand, and the Dryad seemed to sense the danger.

There were two vines stretched out, tightly wrapping around Zhou An. The True Qi Long Sword fell to the ground and did not dissipate immediately.

Silver-eyed Zhou An, fingers moved lightly. Only the five spices can be seen, and the true qi on the fingers is condensed into silk. On the other end, pulling the True Qi Sword, the dryad danced excitedly.

A white light appeared in front of Natsugi's eyes, and then the dryad screamed.

Peng, Xia Ji fell to the ground. Looking up, the three-foot tall dryad. Pierced by a white True Qi sword, the dryad struggled and finally stopped moving.

The white silk threads on the silver-eyed Zhou An's body swam, and the vines that the dryad could not let go of became a piece.

Wuxiang admired this Zhou An a little, as if nothing could stump him.

Silver-eyed Zhou An walked towards the dryad. Xia Ji suddenly felt that he didn't know Zhou An in front of him, and he had a temperament that no one should enter.

Xia Ji looked at it with a surprised face, and the silver-eyed Zhou An walked to the side of the dryad.

The right hand is raised, and a thin white thread appears in the hand. Like a white hair, white threads turning.

A large tree the thickness of one person becomes like tofu under the cutting of thin lines.

In the end, only a sixteen-foot-high stake remained, and the thin thread continued to wrap around.

The stump turned into a small, charred tree, the thickness of a bowl.

Wuxiang looked at Xiaoshu with a surprised face, and just wanted to leave. A thin white thread wrapped around her, and Spice chuckled forward. The thin line shattered, and the true qi turned into a point of light and disappeared.

"Immortal spare, I don't dare!" the black stump howled

Xia Ji's face changed, and he was speechless in fear.

Silver-eyed Zhou An looked at the stump and spoke for the first time: "Say"

A small black tree appeared on a branch, a willow leaf, emerald green like a jewel.

"I don't remember the past, the only memory is that I was struck here by lightning. Liu Ye said softly

Wuxiang sensed the demonic power of the stump. It is true that there is only six grades of demonic power

"You have too much corpse and death in you, and it conflicts with the masculine power of thunder and lightning. Silver-eyed Zhou An said softly

Liu Ye swayed in the wind and asked, "Daxian, don't you just say what you want, I can't give it!"

"You split two wooden swords from the body, and they have to be so big. Silver-eyed Zhou An pointed to the wooden sword that Xia Ji had landed on the ground and said

The willow leaves are still, as if thinking. The silver-eyed Zhou An fluttered the thin thread in his hand, and Wuxiang chuckled.

Finally, the stump split into two black wooden swords, shrunk to the thickness of an arm. The willow leaves on the branches of the trees have turned pale yellow.

Silver-eyed Zhou An threw a wooden sword to Xia Ji, and then bit his finger.

Three drops of blood, dripping on the willow tree. The black body of the tree does not dare to absorb.

"These three drops of blood are your reward, and you want to live and do one thing for me. Silver-eyed Zhou An said

"Daxian, you command. Willow said, sucking the blood

Silver-eyed Zhou An, the thin line in his hand. The changes kept on and on, and finally formed a painting.

"This is the map of the Terrans, you help me complete and revise it. Silver-eyed Zhou An threw the True Qi Painting to Willow and said.

Willow had no choice but to agree, and Silver-Eyed Zhou An turned around and left.

"How can a tree move, you're stupid on Wednesday. Xia Ji said with a smile

The willow tree seems to be angry, yes, and even sneaks underground. Xia Ji looked at the remaining tree pit without giving up, only to see a three-zhang deep tree pit.

There was a skeleton in the pit, and the bones were as white as jade. Just as I was about to scream, a tree root twitched. The bones were buried in the ground.

Silver-eyed Zhou An didn't speak, looking at Xia Ji. Natsugi was furry for a while, and after a while.

"What are you looking for, are you looking for a fight?" said Natsuyoshi

The black wooden sword in the silver-eyed Zhou An's hand waved lightly. Natsugi, the wooden sword in his hand is out of his hand.

Xia Ji was surprised, and the silver-eyed Zhou An stood silent.

Xia Ji picked up the wooden sword, still a move. The wooden sword fell, and Wuxiang looked at it curiously.

And so on and so forth, after three thousand times. Natsugi couldn't hold the wooden sword anymore, and his two fingers made the sword finger shape to attack for the first time.

With a scream, Natsuji fainted to the ground. The middle and index fingers of the right hand, blood flowing.

In Zhou An's body, a black dragon with the thickness of an arm rushed out.

The dragon wrapped around Zhou An's body and confronted the silver eyes.

Zhou An's eyes were struggling. The silver eyes slowly closed, and Zhou An opened his eyes and looked at the dragon on his body.

The black dragon roared and circled around Zhou An. It turned into a black light and hid in the cuff of his right hand.