The night is dark.

The group walked in the dark woods for a while, and Qingqiu Laosuo suddenly stopped vigilantly.

"It's not good, there is an enemy! turn off the lights, run away!" Qingqiu Laosuo's ears twitched, and his eyes were nervous, signaling the direction of the little guys' escape.

Chen Haoyu heard Grandpa Qingqiu's warning, and hurriedly took off the luminous Yuan Spirit Aperture on his body, and fled in the direction of his grandfather's finger with his two friends.

They were too young to confront the enemy head-on.

Chen Haoyu nervously ran away, and heard a voice calling him from behind.

His speed slowed down.

"Yu'er, what are you doing, don't you run away quickly?" Qingqiu Lao Suo warned in panic.

"Grandpa, it's my brother's voice!" Chen Haoyu stopped.

"Don't be stupid, run away. Why did your brother come here, most of them were pretended to be enemies!" Qingqiu Lao Su urged.

"Let's hide and see if it's my brother. Chen Haoyu misses his brother and would rather take a risk.

Qingqiu Laosuo had no choice but to rely on him and hide behind a big tree. I saw that the light in the rear was getting closer and closer, and the monks in the rear came really fast.

Chen Haoyu's little heart was about to jump to his throat, he was both excited to see his brother, and worried that someone would pretend to be his brother's voice.

In the distance, a shadow wrapped in a faint white mist flew by, so fast that Chen Haoyu couldn't see the true form.

The shadow slowed down, and the faint mist cleared at the same time. A Taoist boy of about twelve years old sits on the back of a deer-shaped strange beast.

The Yuan Lingguang on Dao Tong's body was shining, and Chen Haoyu could clearly see his face.

Dao Tong wears a wooden flute around his waist, although his figure looks a little thinner, but he is as plump as jade, handsome and handsome, and has a transcendent temperament like a fairy child.

In comparison, an ordinary child is like cow dung, and he is like a piece of jade that has been chosen by thousands of people.

The night breeze was blowing, and two strands of hair fluttered in his ears.

Chen Haoyu was excited, and immediately rushed to the Dao Tong opposite in ecstasy.

"Don't go over!" Qingqiu Lao Suo exclaimed with raised his arms, afraid that Chen Haoyu would be lured by the disguised enemy.

......

"Brother, it's really you ......" Chen Haoyu cried with joy, crying while running.

"Haoyu, come to ......" Dao Tong was also delighted and stretched out his hands.

Chen Haoyu jumped up and threw himself into Dao Tong's arms.

Dao Tongzhen is Chen Haoyu's cousin, named Chen Yunyu.

Qingqiu Lao Suo breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Haoyu threw himself into his brother's arms and cried profusely.

In his subconscious, there is not a day when he does not miss his brother.

The two brothers parted in Mixianmen, when Chen Haoyu was less than a year old and had not seen each other for several years.

Chen Haoyu has the blood of a blood demon, which is different from a purely human child, and he has been remembering since he was half a year old.

The Southern Wilderness is so big, Chen Yunyu was able to find his younger brother, which was really a fluke.

......

It was already two hours before sunset, and the moon was bright and starry in the sky.

Like water and moonlight, the whole beach and the whole lake are covered with a faint clear light. The beach was quiet, with the occasional gust of wind blowing and the rustling of leaves in the woods.

Chen Yunyu stood under the tree, watching his younger brother dance his sword.

Chen Haoyu's body was full of anger, the silver shadow flashed at the beginning of his hand, and the sound of the sword breaking through the air was clear in his ears. His body moved quickly, and wherever he went, the surging energy lifted the fine sand, and the short sword in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Huan'er dragged her white tail to watch in the shade of the tree, clapped her hands and said, "Brother Haoyu, you are so good!"

Dalmatian stood next to Huan'er with an extremely humane expression.

Dalmatian glanced at Huan'er and said, "Of course, our elven prince is the best." ”

Huan'er waved her fist at the dalmatian a few times, and said with protest: "Hmph, Brother Haoyu is my brother, not the prince of your elves!"

"Well, he saved our big weasel brother, so we all think of him as a prince. Dalmatian said.

"We, the animal elves, must listen to the elven prince. "It's the big black cat that's talking.

With Chen Haoyu as the center, the fine sand flies outward in a circle.

The wind howled, and the fine sand carried by the Gang Qi was so strong that it made many holes in the trunk of the tree that were half an inch deep, and easily pierced the leaves.

A loud 'poof' sound continued, and the trees near the beach swayed, and the leaves made a rattling sound.

Seeing Chen Haoyu making a move, the fine sand flew wildly, and the silver-haired rat was so frightened that he got into the sand. The other elves ran away in fright, hiding behind the thick trunks.

Qingqiu Laosuo took the lead and hurried away, and Huan'er and the little monkey followed, hurriedly hiding behind the bushes.

They all ran as fast as they could, dodging the sand that flew in all directions like hidden weapons.

Qingqiu Laosuo seemed to have palpitations, patted his thin chest, and said: "Yu'er's cultivation is really advancing by leaps and bounds, and now he makes a random move, and it is so terrifying!"

Huan'er blinked her big eyes, looked innocent and cute, and said in a loud voice: "Of course, Brother Haoyu is the proud son of the Heaven in the Xiuzhen Realm, the son of Uncle Jiannan!"

Chen Haoyu finished casting a move, and with his body as the center, a groove appeared on the beach.

After practicing the sword for a while, Chen Haoyu felt that he was about to break through, and immediately meditated cross-legged on the beach, squinting his eyes slightly.

There was gradually a 'sword intent' in his sea of consciousness, and the white light flashed from time to time, just like a sword light.

Chen Haoyu took a long deep breath, exhaled slowly, his body gradually settled, and a swordsmanship was formed in his sea of consciousness and engraved in the depths of his heart.

His body gradually exuded an awe-inspiring sword intent, as if it was not a child meditating cross-legged on the beach, but a sharp sword stuck in the sand.

The three onlookers and one monkey discovered the change in Chen Haoyu's momentum, and the elves also discovered his change.

"Great, the legendary 'human sword' state, Haoyu is really a one-in-a-million kendo genius!"

Seeing Chen Haoyu enter the state of perception of the 'human sword', and being surprised by his younger brother's genius's kendo perception ability, Chen Yunyu was so excited that he couldn't suppress it.

Chen Yunyu muttered to himself, while constantly hitting his left palm with his right fist.

From a distance, I saw that Chen Haoyu's body seemed to have turned into a sword shape, the sword intent on his body was vigorous, and the sword qi went straight into the air, and even the young Huan'er was stunned.

Although Xiao Nizi couldn't say why, her intuition told her that Brother Haoyu had entered a transcendent cultivation state, a certain state that only a top-notch genius could enter.

"Brother Haoyu, you are so good!" Huan'er was happy in her heart, and her eyes shone brightly.

"One is the pride of the Lost Immortal Sect, the other is the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect, the combination of Chen Jiannan and Yin Susu's essence, if it weren't for a genius, I'm afraid no one would believe it. Qingqiu Lao Su smiled, and his orange-peeled old face was full of joy.

Qingqiu Lao Suo was so happy that the wrinkles on his face stretched out, as if he was hundreds of years younger.

Seeing that Chen Haoyu's body was becoming more and more like a sharp sword, the sword qi rushed up from the top of his head, gradually climbing to a height of more than ten zhang, and the air was 'crackling'.

Seeing the excitement, the little monkey jumped to his feet and squeaked excitedly. He also cultivated the Immortal Sword Technique, so he naturally knew the indescribable wonder of the state of perception that Brother Haoyu was currently in.

Dalmatians looked at Chen Haoyu who had entered the cultivation state, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"It seems that our elven clan has hit a lot of luck this time, our elven prince is a rare Tianjiao in a hundred years!" Dalmatian sighed dumbfoundedly.

The silver-haired mouse blinked his obscene little eyes and asked curiously, "Hey, lewd dog, don't be so mysterious." Tell me, what is Tianjiao?"

Dalmatian stared blankly at Chen Haoyu's front meditating on his knees, like a wise wisdom dog, and said lightly: "Tianjiao is the pride of heaven in the cultivation world, the best among geniuses. ”

When the silver-haired mouse heard what Dalmatians said, he was immediately excited, and his eyes turned wildly, not knowing what he thought.

"Our elven prince is the pride of heaven in the cultivation realm, and the king of the rat, as the first messenger of the elven prince, will not eat and drink spicy food in the future, and he will have the wind and the rain. Which rat girl do you want to sleep, which rat girl has to obediently sleep with the rat king?"

The big black cat couldn't get used to the obscene appearance of the silver-haired mouse, and there was an urge to beat him down.

However, the thought of approaching the obscene silver-haired rat gave the big black cat goosebumps, and immediately dispelled the idea of slapping the other party.

Glancing at the mouse, which was much smaller than her, the big black cat shouted, "Hey, lewd rat, get out of the way." No matter what kind of Tianjiao our elven prince is, it will not be your turn to be the first messenger. ”

"If you want to say who is more suitable for the first messenger of the elven prince, the big black cat girl with oily black hair and beautiful appearance is of course the first cat choice. ”

"No shame, no shame...... Silver-haired rat-man stood up, waving his paws in protest and retaliating.

Silver Retriever Mouse: "The Rat King is the first rat choice!"

Little White Rabbit: "None of you are either, the Queen of Rabbits is the first rabbit choice!"

Dalmatian: "Wangwang, you all shut up for me, the dog king is the first dog choice!"

Qingqiu Laosuo: "......"

Huan'er: "......"

Little Monkey: "......"

Chen Yunyu: "......"

Chen Haoyu entered the state of comprehending the swordsmanship, and in his consciousness he saw a hazy little golden man, who was quickly dancing all kinds of sword moves.

At the same time, the sword moves were like a trickle, flowing in Chen Haoyu's heart.

In Chen Haoyu's subconscious, combined with the sword duel, he carefully remembered the ups and downs of the sword moves performed by the little golden man, as well as the posture of the limbs and torsos of the body.

The sword technique of the Lost Immortal is broad and profound, and the sword duel, body posture, and the angle and speed of the sword must be matched just right, and with the display of sword intent, it finally reaches the unpredictable realm of the sword almost Tao.

Chen Haoyu's body gradually exuded stronger and stronger sword intent, as if he was the sword, and the sword was him.

Ordinary cultivators who practice swordsmanship, even if they cultivate to the Jindan Dacheng, often can't enter such a state of skill. Chen Haoyu is just a beginner, and he hasn't even touched the edge of the Jindan realm, so he can actually enter the 'human sword' state.

It's not an accident, it's talent.

What a stunning thing this is!

He is not a genius, who is a genius; he is not a genius, who is a genius.

Father Tianjiao, son Tianjiao, father and son Tianjiao.

Even though Chen Haoyu is a genius, he is a seedling after all, if he is in the wind and waves, he will not be able to be beaten after all.

The cultivation realm is like a whirlpool of wind and rain, even if it is a monk standing at the top, if he is not careful, he will die.

His father, Chen Jiannan, as a monk of Yuanying Dacheng, could not protect himself in the treacherous cultivation realm.

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