After the man drank the second jar of wine, he pouted, and praised it, "What a good wine!"

Jing Yun suddenly had black lines on his head, and he dared to feel that he had forgotten everything about what had just happened, and he tasted the wine.

"In the wind of a thousand words, dare to ask the Taoist friend, what do you call it?" the man took out a blue handkerchief, wiped his mouth carefully, and arched his hand and asked.

Jing Yun then remembered that he hadn't told his name until now, but let this sister speak first, scolded herself, and hurriedly replied: "Hello sister, my name is Jing Yun, taken from the meaning of auspicious clouds." ”

"Hey, I'm really a man. ”

"My sister's name is so nice. ”

"The men's clothes I wear"

"Well, for the sake of convenience, I wouldn't say that my sister is a woman. ”

"Damn"

"Sister, don't scold. ”

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At this time, the dishes were ready, Jing Yun was eating tomato scrambled eggs slowly, and his eyes were aimed at Feng Qianyu who was drinking wine from time to time.

"Sister"

"Don't talk!"

Jing Yun's heart was weak for a while, and countless pictures of himself being beaten appeared in his mind, but Feng Qianyu didn't give himself a chance to speak at all, and it would be impolite if he sneaked away.

Alas, it's not that Jingyun can't do anything to the beauty, it's because he can't beat it!

Feng Qianyu had a vague aura around him, and he drank four or five jars of wine in a row without red breath, although he drank wine made from mortal grains, but it was also wine! If he didn't have the cultivation of the self-cultivation realm, he would have been drunk a long time ago.

Besides, even if he can fight, Jingyun won't fight.

You can't beat someone up or kill someone just because they're drunk or crazy, right?

Therefore, he chose to run away from the beginning, but he never found a chance.

After Feng Qianyu drank the last jar of wine, he didn't say a word, turned his head and went downstairs.

Jing Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and after eating the last bit of food, it was already getting dark, so he called the little servant to take him to the backyard guest room, found a relatively quiet room, and began to study the sword technique.

As early as ten years ago, he had reached the Great Consummation of the Condensing Fetus Realm, and the Illusory Sword Soul in the original Yuan Fetus had undergone great changes after his continuous careful cultivation over the years.

In that year, due to the revival of the will of the candle yin, it appeared on the top of the island in the middle of the lake, and blessed the entire Valley of Beasts with Xuanyin. At that time, Jingyun was also favored by him, and from the late stage of the condensation fetus, he forcibly condensed the scattered spiritual energy sand in the yuan fetus into one, and directly stepped into the condensation of the great condensation.

In this way, due to the rapid improvement of the realm, the foundation is unstable, and the control of one's own spiritual power is also a little difficult to grasp. For a long time since then, Jingyun has been stabilizing the realm, and finally got rid of the sequelae caused by this seedling-fueled ascension.

After that, according to the cultivation method of the Blood Sword Duel, he used the spiritual power of the Yuan Fetus to warm up the sword soul, give it a strike, and prepare for breaking through the Condensing Fetal Realm.

As the sword soul became more and more condensed and sharp, the small characters of the ancient seal on both sides of the sword body became clearer.

What made Jing Yun feel strange was that through the technique of inner vision recorded in the Blood Sword Duel, he could clearly see two lines of words, two lines of words that he had never seen before.

However, after he withdrew from the Yuan Fetus, he couldn't remember what kind of words it was in his mind at all, just like this kind of word could only exist on the sword soul in his body, and could not be rubbed in any form in this world.

After Jingyun tried for many days, he finally had to recognize this fact, so he could only give up unwillingly!

Later, he asked a few people he knew euphemistically, and also went to the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and looked through a lot of anecdotes from his predecessors, but he didn't find any records similar to the ancient seals and seven-colored rings that appeared on the sword soul.

It seems that this kind of thing only happened to him alone.

However, Jing Yun didn't dare to tell others about it, not even the best crepe Budong.

He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

If it's a good thing, it's fine, if it's a bad thing, with his realm of condensing the Great Perfection, people don't have the qualifications to take it seriously.

After all, there were quite a lot of various things recorded in the Scripture Pavilion, which made him deeply impressed by the way things were done in the cultivation realm.

This kind of secret that cannot be said can only be investigated when it becomes stronger in the future.

Subsequently, Jing Yun felt that everything was in place, and he began to impact the Great Perfection barrier of the Condensing Tire Realm, and when he was about to break through the shackles and step into the Cultivation Realm, he inexplicably failed.

I thought it was a coincidence, but after he rested for a few days to adjust his mentality, he was still the same when he hit again.

It's like every time a foot steps into that threshold, a huge resistance appears from inside, pushing him out hard.

After failing countless times, Jingyun remembered the words of patrolling the top of the island in the middle of the lake.

He didn't know what secrets existed in the polar body, or what those words meant.

However, the only thing Jing Yun can be sure of is that he does not have the qualifications to know at all at the moment.

All he can do is keep getting stronger, stronger, and stronger.

However, if you can't break through the condensation realm, it's a bit funny to say that you will become stronger.

It was a joke made by God, and only gave him two choices that were not very good.

Either die in obscurity after a hundred years, or gamble your life for a chance to know the secret.

He, he chose the latter.

For this reason, Jing Yun used the resources issued by the sect and the rewards of the Hundred Beast Valley to find out the news, leaving only a sword.

After many inquiries, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally let him learn that 10,000 years ago, someone had seen a plant in the bitter cold land of the extreme north.

It's just a few words, and no one knows what the three-leaf heart lotus looks like.

Moreover, it was a long time ago, and for the sake of a legend, he set foot in the extreme north with the cultivation of the Condensation Realm, which was no different from looking for death.

However, Jingyun didn't have a choice, and even if he had a choice, he wouldn't choose.

However, the Sword Sect, as a super sect in the Xuan Domain, has a wide range of disciples, and the door rules are relatively strict. Therefore, outer disciples are not allowed to travel down the mountain until they are sixteen years old.

As a last resort, Jingyun could only hold back his temperament and wait slowly.

In the past few years, he has watched his fellow disciples break through to the realm of self-cultivation one by one, but he has been standing still, and no one will believe it if he is not disappointed in his heart.

From the first time to step into the Great Perfection and have a psychic sword body, but he can't break through the condensation realm, it is inevitable to receive some ridicule and cold eyes, after all, there are a hundred kinds of people, and the world is so realistic.

But he never had even the slightest hint of jealousy or resentment, as he had said to Crepe Budong.

It's all fate!

Although there is no breakthrough, it cannot be said that there is no gain.

After all these years of precipitation, his mind has become more calm, and the soul melting sword moves he comprehended at the beginning, through his continuous efforts, have become more handy to use, and his power has also increased a lot.

As for the sword style, although it can't become as exciting as the legend, it's not much worse.