Thinking about it, Evil Zisheng slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when Evil Zisheng opened his eyes again, he saw a moonlight shining in from outside the door, as clear as water, and it was already night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Evil Zisheng got out of bed, pulled out the sword stuck in the floor, and walked down the attic.

Huan Garden, the pale blue lake is flooded with moonlight, the breeze blows, the lake waves swaying and sparkling, it seems to be very quiet in the night, and the rockeries around the strange rocks seem to have become a dormant monster.

Evil Zisheng flipped his wrist, and the moonlight shone on the blade, reflecting a dazzling white light.

Subsequently, the evil self-sheng began to practice the day-by-day swordsmanship, the body is like a swimming dragon, like a frightened rainbow, the sword light is bright and hidden in the moonlight, and the light body dances and flies in the moonlight.

Suddenly, the action of the evil self-generation stopped, and the two fingers of the index on the left hand pressed on the blade of the sword, and the sword on the right hand then stabbed out violently, and on the tip of the sword, there was a red arc of round light.

The figure of the evil self-born was extremely fast, like an electric bubble, and the red arc round light directly pierced a strange stone on the side of the rockery next to it, and the strange stone was instantly cut in half, and the strange stone cut was smooth and reflected the light.

"There are a total of nine styles of this day-by-day sword technique, and with the body shape and footwork, it can evolve into eighty general changes, and this sword just now is the most powerful day-by-day style in the sword technique, and the power is really not to be underestimated. ”

If the sword just now had been stabbed on a person's body, I was afraid that the person would be split in half in an instant, and his flesh and blood would be blurred.

"But just now, with this move, the sword qi seems to be about to be released, what's going on?"

Evil Zisheng knew in his heart that if it was the last sword just now, if the tip of the sword did not have that red arc-shaped round light, it would be absolutely impossible to break a stone in half with the tip of the sword itself.

That red arc-shaped round light, but the evil self-generation understood that it was the sword qi cultivated by the Wanyang Sword Sect.

Although he has a soul devouring bead and can remember the sword moves of the day-by-day sword technique, this sword qi is not something that can be released by memory, and he must practice diligently according to the day-by-day sword method, refining and refining the qi, so that he can form a sword qi in his body.

"Could it be that this sword qi is the former owner of this body, Wan Yun. Evil Zisheng's eyes rolled sharply, and he guessed.

Although Wan Yun's cultivation is not good, but after all, he is also a monk in the Qi Refining Realm, and the cultivation method of the Wanyang Sword Sect is to store the sword qi in the dantian of the body, although this Wan Yun has lost his soul, but this body is still Wan Yun's body.

The evil self-generated pondered carefully, and he was nine times out of ten sure of the outcome of his guess.

Just as Evil Zisheng was thinking, a figure floated from the other side of the lake, and Evil Zisheng glanced back at the shrewd handyman.

But this shrewd handyman, as empty as air, is more like a transparent person.

"Can you see me?" The shrewd handyman was shocked when he saw the evil self-generated gaze, and then forcibly calmed down, "Impossible, this is my soul, the human eye can't see at all, and I can't hear the sound of my speech, unless the other party cultivates the Yuan Shen inside, he can distinguish things with the Yuan Shen, but the Yuan Shen Distinguishing Objects is the third layer of the Yuan Shen Dao Dao, I didn't get it with all my efforts, how can I get this waste, and over the years, he has been under my surveillance, and he has never seen him cultivate the Dao of the Yuan Shen Dao." ”

Evil Zisheng turned his head around, it seems that the other party's strange appearance should be related to his cultivation of some kind of Taoism, but the other party is arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he can't see him, but he didn't expect that his every move fell in the eyes of Evil Zisheng.

Evil self-generated pretended not to notice him, and continued to practice swords.

Seeing that the evil self-born was practicing swords again, the face of the shrewd handyman looked much better, "I'll just say, my soul is traveling, it's strange that he can see me." ”

He felt strange and wondered why he was able to see each other.

"Could it be that you have taken the effect of the Soul Devouring Bead?" Evil Zisheng suddenly thought of a reason in his heart, and forcibly retracted his sword move.

Only the Soul Eater Bead can explain such a strange thing.

However, the evil self-generated thoughts were soon interrupted by the words of the shrewd miscellaneous servant, "When I practiced the sword, I was full of distracting thoughts, and it was really a waste." ”

The shrewd handyman was also vicious, and he could see through the evil self-born absent-mindedness at a glance, but the evil self-born did not take the shrewd handyman's words to heart, but turned around and walked into the attic.

It wasn't long before someone lit a candle in the attic on the second floor, and the shadow of the evil self-generated was shining on the window by the candlelight, and the shadow was undressing, and it seemed that it was ready to rest.

Only then did the shrewd miscellaneous soul retract his gaze, turned his head to look at the stone that had been split by the evil self-generated, and said: "Although the sword qi is powerful, it is in vain if it can't attack the opponent's body, only when the cultivation reaches the sword qi vertically and horizontally, the sword qi is away from the sword vertically and horizontally, and the sword has not yet arrived, but the opponent has already been killed by the sword qi, so he can be called a master of making swords." ”

"It's a pity that the Yuan Shen Dao Dao technique that I secretly practiced has not been able to cultivate to the second level, otherwise the exorcism will manifest, use the soul manifestation to drive the sword, and use the sword qi to exert the sword qi when fighting, and there is no need to worry about the destruction of the body, it is simply an immortal body, which can be called a superb means. ”

After the shrewd handyman finished speaking, he left the place with a satisfied expression.

It wasn't until the voice of the shrewd handyman didn't come again that the evil self-born in front of the candlelight let out a breath and blew out the candle in front of him.

Dongfang only showed a little white belly, and the evil self-born had already gotten up from the bed to practice swords.

"The Taoist art in the world is divided into the five elements of yin and yang, this day-by-day sword method belongs to yang, this morning sun, the essence of the sun is the most refined, refining and refining qi, and cultivation has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. ”

With the help of Wanyun's body, the evil self-born is already a monk in the Qi refining realm, and he has already comprehended the qi, so he only needs to study diligently and practice the sword technique day by day, increase the strength of the sword qi in the dantian, and impact the next layer of the realm.

Just like repairing a house, the original body of this Wanyun is like a foundation that has been laid, and it only needs to continue to add bricks and tiles to the evil itself.

At this time, the evil self-born knew that the shrewd handyman would not come to spy on him, and the other party was not a fool, so it was impossible for him to delay his cultivation time to spy on him.

"In the middle of the night, I hugged the sword and slept in the middle of the night, smelling the chicken dancing and the sword madness, if there is no breeze blowing, who will the cloud sail for. ”

Evil self-born chanted poems in his mouth, danced with swords in his hands, his body was vigorous, his clothes were fluttering, indescribably chic, and he was inexhaustibly free and easy.

"Good poetry, good poetry, I didn't expect that I haven't seen it for a day, and the junior brother of Wanyun has already been able to dance and ink, so it shouldn't be the young lady who fell in love with a scholarly family and started to be coquettish. ”

A voice came from the sky in the distance, it was Wan Shun of Edgeworth's flight, with a smile on his face, a little teasing.

It's no wonder that in Wan Shun's eyes, this junior brother is not a well-read person.

Evil Zisheng put away the sword, "Senior Brother Wan Shun said and laughed, this poem was written by a world-famous genius, I also heard it by chance, that genius himself is a swordsmanship genius, he practiced swordsmanship, but he was framed by someone, and his ambition was nowhere to be displayed, so he wrote this sad quatrain, I just practiced the sword when I had a feeling for a while, so that Wan Shun smiled." ”

Wan Shun fell from the air, said: "This is also normal, this poem is some of our day-by-day sword trick of the artistic conception, day-by-day, is the meaning of chasing the sun, it is rumored that there was a great power in ancient times, the speed is extremely fast, step out of the foot, you can cross 108,000 miles, this power wants to chase the sun, but in the end it is exhaustion and death, this is the origin of the day-chasing road. ”

"But junior brother, have you ever wondered why that great power would rather die of exhaustion than stop his steps?" Wan Shun asked.

"Why is that?" asked the evil self-generated.

"For the sun is the way of his heart. ”