Sanqinghua is an extremely rare spiritual grass, and its biggest feature is that it can temporarily enhance the understanding of the human body.

In the past, in order to help Su Yanru recover, Shi Xiaole once went deep into the Silver Snow Field alone, and with the help of the girl Ye Yiyi, he picked a Sanqing flower.

It was with that Sanqing Flower that he was able to greatly improve the Sword Heart realm in two days, and finally killed the Spicy Scholar and the Blood-Clad Swordsman Wei Yan.

Under normal circumstances, once ripe, sanqinghua can only be stored for three days. However, the Jade Sword Palace's means are extraordinary, and it is clear that the holes dug out are coated with special medicinal liquids, and they are blocked with glass tablets, so that the Sanqing flowers are always undefeated.

"A full thirty Sanqing flowers are enough for me to comprehend for sixty days. ”

Shi Xiaole was overjoyed.

There is a lot of food in the system space, and he is not worried about starvation at all, but the real question now is how to make the most of these thirty Sanqing flowers.

"The fifteenth sword of death has only been perfected eighty percent so far, and it can be used to improve, and the realm of kendo is also the top priority. ”

Looking around, no one came to disturb him, Shi Xiaole guessed if it was because he had passed the most levels, so he received special treatment from the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Not wanting to waste time, he immediately took out a Sanqing flower from the nearest hole, put it in his mouth, and began to practice the fifteenth sword of death.

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"The fifth. ”

After defeating five humanoid lights and shadows one after another, Shen Wumei was slightly excited.

According to the master and grandfather, this achievement, even if it was placed in the Jade Sword Palace thousands of years ago, could be regarded as a once-in-a-decade event. But this is not the end of his Shen Wumei.

When he absorbs enough nutrients, his qualifications will definitely be able to go further, and he will not be inferior to those top geniuses at that time.

......

"Cross Lightning Slash!"

Yang Feng's opponent was the fourth humanoid light and shadow, and he saw his long knife raised above his head, and then quickly slashed vertically and horizontally, and a cross knife light with electricity roared out.

After countless life-and-death battles, Yang Feng finally comprehended the true meaning of electricity, and the one-word lightning slash was also sublimated into a stronger cross lightning slash.

Bang!

Unloading eighty percent of the strength, the fourth humanoid light and shadow still flew out dozens of meters away.

"My strength now is more than 50% stronger than before. ”

Yang Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, very satisfied with this knife.

In terms of strength, he could barely be regarded as a quasi-first-class genius in Xuanwu Prefecture before, and as for now, he was by no means worse than many first-class geniuses.

Yang Feng believes that as long as he works hard, he may not be worse than others in the future.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Shi?"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered Shi Xiaole, in his opinion, with the other party's amazing talent, he must have also gained a lot.

......

"In the past, I paid too much attention to the flexibility of the true meaning of Green Willow, but neglected the rigidity. ”

The Crowned Sword Marquis muttered to himself, and when he saw the fourth humanoid light and shadow rushing towards him, he suddenly stabbed out with a sword.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the green willow sword qi has condensed into a larger willow branch, stretched straight, and with a sneer, it directly penetrates the fourth humanoid light and shadow.

Except for Shi Xiaole, the other twenty-six spiritual illusion arrays were still fighting fiercely. Because this group of people is a carefully selected elite with extraordinary qualifications, they have different harvests, large and small.

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"It's useless. ”

Half a day after swallowing Sanqinghua, Shi Xiaole woke up from his meditation.

His comprehension has indeed improved a lot, but if he wants to perfect the fifteenth sword of death to ten percent, it still feels unattainable.

"I'm a little taken for granted, the complete fifteenth sword of death should be a first-class swordsmanship, with my current knowledge and background, how can I complete it. ”

To complete a sword technique, the difficulty is actually no less than creating a sword technique.

The principle is the same as building a house, whether it is building a house or making up a house, you need to have a comprehensive and deep understanding of the structure of the house.

If you can't perfect the fifteenth sword of death, you can't naturally improve the realm of swordsmanship, and the latter also pays attention to the background.

"The best choice now should be to cultivate a first-class swordsmanship. ”

Shi Xiaole was a little excited and a little lost.

To purchase a first-class low-grade martial arts, you need a minimum of 50,000 reward points, and a first-class mid-grade martial arts is 75,000 reward points. And his current reward value is seventy-one thousand two hundred points, which means that he is not far from the threshold of buying a first-class mid-grade martial arts.

First-class middle-grade martial arts, what kind of concept is this, it is several times more precious than first-class low-grade martial arts.

However, it is said that it is a few thousand points short, but it may not be so easy to achieve.

What's more, once the Sanqinghua here is taken away, it can only be kept for three days, and it would be a pity to waste it.

"If I don't cultivate first-class martial arts as soon as possible, and use the Sanqing Flowers here to ascend to the highest realm, even if I have a good martial arts, I won't be able to enjoy it. ”

Thinking of the Golden Knife Marquis, the Silver Spear Marquis and others, Shi Xiaole made a decision.

In this crisis-ridden Tibetan Sword Pavilion, a little more improvement in strength is equivalent to an extra point of life-saving capital, as long as there is a life, why worry about cheats?

His mind sank into the system space, Shi Xiaole looked at the third floor of the Martial God Temple, walked around among the many stone walls, and quickly made a choice in his heart.

Bite.

"This skill is a first-class inferior level, and it needs to be purchased with 61,200 reward points, may I ask the host, are you sure to buy it?"

The mechanical sound of the system sounded.

"Sure. ”

The reward value dropped for a while, but Shi Xiaole was not heartbroken at all.

"Congratulations to the host, you successfully purchased a first-class low-grade swordsmanship, Ye Gucheng's set of flying immortals outside the sky!"

The light flashed in the stone wall, and Shi Xiaole had an extra mantra in his mind.

And his soul seemed to be out of this world, and he saw the snow-white figure standing on the top of the Forbidden City under the full moon on September 15.

The sword is like a flying immortal, and the person is like a flying immortal.

No one can understand Ye Gucheng's loneliness.

He once looked down on others, and he was cold in a high place. Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship has already reached the realm of transformation, and he has nothing to ask for for the rest of his life. So he wants to exert greater ambitions to help the prince of Nanwang seek power and usurp the throne, so that the boring life is not so boring.

Yes, assassinating the emperor and rebelling against the government are just interesting games for this noble and arrogant peerless swordsman to spice up his life.

If it weren't for the nosy Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, he would have almost succeeded.

Some people are born not to regard life as one thing, whether it is someone else's or their own.

Therefore, after the conspiracy was exposed, in the face of the encirclement of thousands of troops, Ye Gucheng still calmly fought with Ximen to blow blood and sword. Knowing that victory is death, defeat is death, why not die in the hands of Simon blowing blood?

At least the glory of his peerless swordsman will not be allowed to be tarnished by ordinary people!

That beam of rainbows illuminated Ye Gucheng's last life, made him a sword god, and made Lu Xiaofeng feel an eternal regret.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

Ye Gucheng finally became the white cloud in the sky, flawless and unstained, untainted by the world, wandering leisurely between heaven and earth.

Shi Xiaole sighed and said to himself: "How can such a swordsmanship be buried?"

As one of the four invincible swordsmanship in the world, the Flying Immortal outside the sky does not have the killing power of the fifteen swords in the perfect state, it is not as domineering as the divine sword technique created by Yan Nantian, and it does not have the return to the basics of the natural sword, but it has the ultimate brilliance that the three swordsmanship does not have.

With Shi Xiaole's understanding, at first glance, he can only remember the mantra of the flying immortals outside the sky.

Fortunately, with the blessing of Sanqinghua, his mind was extremely active, and he soon practiced in the octagonal pavilion.

......

After a long battle with the sixth humanoid light and shadow, Shen Wumei was never able to win. Maybe it was the time to come, and after being repulsed again, the spiritual illusion array in front of him suddenly collapsed, and he stood in the labyrinth.

At the same time, 25 others returned to their original locations.

"My knife skills have finally improved. ”

Jin Daohou looked happy.

Cultivating first-class internal skills and knife skills, the energy is inevitably biased. Therefore, in the past two hundred years, the Golden Dao Hou has only cultivated his internal strength to perfection, but the Golden Light Earth Xuan Slash he has cultivated is still in the Dacheng realm.

This time, he broke through four levels in a row, and his sword skills that had been stagnant for a long time had improved, how could he not be happy?

"We have to find a way out quickly. ”

For fear that there would be another moth next, the Golden Daohou did not dare to slack off, and quickly swept forward.

"Where's Brother Shi?"

Yang Feng and Guanjian Hou looked at each other and asked.

Guanjian Hou frowned, and said, "Could it be that something has changed?" ”

Soon after, the people who were struggling to find a way out of the labyrinth heard a great movement, and saw that the jade bibs were being lifted upwards, and in front of them, a large lawn appeared.

The Jade Sword Palace has been buried underground for thousands of years, and without sunlight and water, how can the lawn be kept for so long?

The figure flashed, and someone rushed to the lawn first, and then sat down cross-legged and began to practice, but it was Shen Wumei.

Seeing that he was unharmed, more people walked in with curiosity, but they were pleasantly surprised to find that there seemed to be a force rushing from the lawn to the soles of their feet, which not only improved the dark wounds on their bodies, but even made their skills begin to slowly improve.

"Could this be the legendary Jade Sword Ping?"

Someone was trembling.

Jade Sword Ping, a big legend of the Jade Sword Palace, is said to be a piece of turf obtained from a supreme secret realm, with abilities that ordinary people can't explain.

Figures rushed one after another, and soon, twenty-six people arrived.

Everyone's injuries were recovering at a rapid pace, and the Gang Qi was automatically operating in the meridians in the body, gradually growing.

Including Shen Wumei, Guanjian Hou, Yang Feng and the other nine people, an illusory sword appeared above their heads, and the speed at which they absorbed the power of the lawn was several times faster than the others.

"Soak it up, hahaha......"

No one noticed that the corners of Shen Wumei's mouth moved slightly, as if he was smiling.

Ten days.

Twenty days.

The food that everyone had carefully stored had long been exhausted, but after absorbing the power of the lawn, not only did they not have the slightest hunger and thirst, but they were full of strength.

From time to time, people would get up and fight each other, because they found that it was more helpful to absorb the power of the lawn.

And just like that, a month passed.

Almost at the same time.

In an octagonal pavilion, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and every time it is stabbed, it is like the wind, thunder and glacier moving together, dazzling to unimaginable. At a certain moment, all the sword light converged at one point, bursting out with brilliant sword light that seemed to make time stand still.