The night was silent and silent.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the sky was not yet fully bright, and everything was still shrouded in haze.

"Ahem, ahem!"

As soon as he woke up in the morning, the sound of Di Yue's constant coughing came, Zhang Yixian got up violently, and then saw that Di Yue, who was originally curled up in the soft leaves last night, had woken up, with a slightly sick face, coupled with the torture of pain, the whole person looked no longer lively as before, but people couldn't help but have a feeling of care.

With a move of his mind, he took out the white jade cup in the golden seal, took out another high-quality immortal fruit, and carried it to Di Yue's side according to yesterday's method, and let him drink it.

A cool feeling full of fairy breath came from her mouth, which shocked her somewhat sluggish spirit.

"Drink first, quench your thirst, and I'll catch a fish for your breakfast." ”

With that, he grabbed the wooden harpoon on the ground and strode into the lake near the beach, his legs slowly submerged above his knees.

When he came to the waters frequented by schools of perch, he stood motionless in the water, waiting for the fish to pass by.

After drinking the juice formed by the fairy fruit, the sickly look on Di Yue's face improved slightly, her mind fell silent, feeling the injuries in her body, the domineering mana in the meridians had gradually disappeared, and the original endless mana repaired her meridians, and then completely disappeared.

At this moment, the injuries in Di Yue's body were still in the same condition as the meridians were generally unharmed.

Whenever she wanted to move, the injuries in her body would be affected, and the severe pain would spread throughout her body, and the pain would be unbearable.

Now, the immortal qi contained in the fairy fruit has melted into her body, temporarily controlling the injuries between her lungs and intestines, although it will not heal, but it will not deteriorate.

Looking at Zhang Yixian standing in the lake to fish, Di Yue's eyes flashed with joy.

"Is this the mortal world? It's exactly what my sisters said. Di Yue whispered.

Zhang Yixian walked back with the harpoon in his hand, and a one-foot-long perch on the top was struggling.

After cleaning up, the fish was roasted on the fire, and some condiments that Zhang Yixian had finally found were stored in the belly of the fish.

When you bite into it, the umami of the fish and the fusion of the condiments are instantly released between the mouths.

"Delicious!"

"Eat more, it's still early, and when you take a break, we'll get up and look for people's homes, and inquire about our location before we hit the road." ”

Zhang Yixian carried the long sword and came to a relatively spacious place, and after his body stood still and adjusted his state, the next moment, the sword in his hand moved.

"Hey!" Zhang Yixian shouted, his arm suddenly exerted force, and the three-foot long sword instantly slashed into the void in front of him, and a new wave of mana instantly burst out from the meridians and poured into the long sword.

"Ah~!"

A half-zhang high wave of water jumped up, and the power of the sword pierced through the surface of the lake to the bottom of the lake, and a horizontal dead wood broke from the middle, and the break did not stop at all.

"Big brother, your swordsmanship is terrible!" Seeing that his blow had such an effect, he was about to move with pride, when a clear voice sounded in his ears.

"Uhhhh How can this be considered rotten, just for the first time!"

Despite his best efforts, Di Yue still laughed.

As a last resort, Zhang Yixian had no choice but to accept the long sword and come to Di Yue's side.

"Big brother, your sword is a good sword, but the skills you use are too bad, not only the way of exerting force is wrong, but even the angle of the sword is three points lower, and the effect is very different............"

Di Yue said a lot, and the words that came out of her mouth did make some sense to Zhang Yixian's ears. When he lifted his sword again, he exerted his strength according to the method that Emperor Yue had done, and when he took out the sword, not only the power of the sword qi increased a lot, but even the loss of mana was reduced a little.

"Big brother, come here, you saved my life, this Taishang Sword Technique will be given to you. And it was also passed down to me by an old grandfather. ”

Di Yue's tender finger pressed against Zhang Yixian's eyebrows, and an obscure message came into his mind.

After sinking down and digesting it, Zhang Yixian's eyes became more and more refined.

The moves of "Taishang Sword Technique" are very simple, there are three realms in total, there are only five styles, the first type will have the power of the god realm, the second type will have the power of the realm of the catastrophe, the third type is more comparable to the heavenly immortals, the fourth type, the fifth style is practiced, and it is more capable of fighting against Da Luo Jinxian, if the mana is sufficient, it is not a problem to fight over the level.

With such a profound swordsmanship, Zhang Yixian felt more and more that Di Yue's background was unusual, so he immediately made a sword salute to her.

Then I came to the place where I practiced the sword again, and the long sword in my hand was shot, and I fused it with the skills in my mind little by little, and I realized the experience.

The more he practiced, the happier he became, the more and more times he used his sword, the mana consumption in his body gradually increased, and the beads of sweat on his forehead gradually increased.

After an hour, even though he was as strong as an ox, he had to stop and rest for a while.

Just now, what Zhang Yixian performed was the first style of "Heavenly Sword Style" of "Taishang Sword Technique", with his understanding, coupled with Di Yue's guidance, he probably mastered the essence of the first style, but he lacked the accumulation of time and experience, and he still needed to practice.

With swordsmanship to practice, coupled with the experience of Di Yue, the guidance of the discerning "master", Zhang Yixian's enthusiasm for practice is very high, and every time he swords, he feels that his strength is slowly improving, and this feeling of having strong strength is indeed very good.

"If you can consistently draw your sword a thousand times a day, it will be of great benefit to your control and mana. Di Yue saw that his sweat was like a pillar, so he reminded him loudly.

Without Di Yue's deliberate reminder, after only two hours of practice, he could perceive the subtle changes in the mana infused into the sword body, and he could even understand the trajectory of the sword in the void, so as to judge the best attack route and reduce the loss of strength.

If you don't experience these feelings yourself, you will never be able to put them into practice by relying on the dictation of others.

With the skillful movements of his hands, Di Yue made fewer and fewer noises, and then, Zhang Yixian felt the benefits of someone around him to point out, and at the same time, he also felt that he should squeeze Yuan Yi's oil and water.

With his mysterious identity, as well as his broad vision and profound knowledge, both in cultivation and practice of swordsmanship, there are unexpected benefits.

And at this moment, he became more and more determined in his heart to enhance his strength.

After all, when the strength is strong, the fate may be in your own hands.