Looking at Sun Hao, who was frowning and eating meat, Bian Mu showed a successful expression on his face, and laughed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Boss Sun was once again cheated by himself, and he was a dog.

Sun Hao ignored Bian Mu.

No matter how unpalatable the meat of Feng Peng is, as long as it is beneficial to one's cultivation, he will eat it.

Chewing on Feng Peng's flesh in his mouth, Sun Hao walked over to Feng Peng's broken neck and saw a pool of Feng Peng's blood on the ground.

Frowning slightly, Sun Hao lowered his head, opened his mouth and sucked, and swallowed a mouthful of Feng Peng's blood into his stomach.

The taste of this blood is really unpalatable, bloody and sticky feeling makes Sun Hao a little nauseated, however, after Feng Peng's blood entered Sun Hao's body and was quickly incorporated into the dantian, Sun Hao instantly felt that he felt much clearer about the Ming Shu Feng around him, and the Ming Shu Feng Dacheng Sword Intent that he had just comprehended seemed to have made a slight progress.

His eyes couldn't help but light up, and Sun Hao said: "This blood should only be in the sky, how many times do you have to drink it in the world?", and then, he opened his big mouth, like a long whale sucking water, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

Not far away, the dog of the border herd showed a suspicious expression on his face, Feng Peng's blood is really so delicious? Boss Sun shouldn't be a liar, no, he must not be fooled.

After Sun Hao swallowed a few mouthfuls of Feng Peng's blood, he drew the agarwood sword in his hand, and sang softly in his mouth: "Every year the east comes to help happen, and the dance is all over the world." Secretly add the color of the grass pond, and the sound of the flute pipe of the high-rise building is ......"

The agarwood sword flew lightly, handsome and gentle as jade, with the help of the Mingshu spirit contained in Fengpeng's flesh and blood, Sun Hao began the cultivation of "gentle sword".

Bian Muhu looked at Sun Hao suspiciously, admiring the gentle sword, and while admiring the gentle sword, he secretly made up his mind in his heart, the cliff can't be fooled by Boss Sun, and the blood of Feng Peng must be super hard to drink, yes, definitely super hard to drink......

While secretly making up his mind, Bian Mu gnawed on the meat, although the Fengpeng meat was not delicious, but eating it could make him run "fast", and it was difficult to make him feel reluctant, so he still needed to eat some.

Feng Peng's flesh and blood supported Sun Hao's cultivation for about an hour, and the medicinal power, that is, the intimacy given to Sun Hao for Ming Shufeng, disappeared.

Sun Hao stopped the incense sword, opened his mouth, faced the pool of blood, sucked it again, and laughed: "This blood should only be in the sky, and it has to be drunk a few times in the world", and then ran to practice the sword again.

Bian Mu despises it, so he wants to let the wise and martial Bian Mu be fooled, but there is no door.

Sun Hao practiced for an hour, the medicinal power disappeared, this time, Sun Hao did not stop practicing the sword, but opened his mouth in the air to absorb the blood of Feng Peng, and after drinking, he came again: "This blood should only be in the sky, and it has to be drunk several times in the world", and the sword dance kept ......

Going back and forth like this, for a full day, the blood of Feng Peng looked less and less.

Bian Mu couldn't sit still, damn it, Feng Peng's blood might be really delicious, and Boss Sun was too unrighteous, such a good thing, he didn't even ask Bian Mu to share.

Seeing Sun Hao drinking blood and practicing his sword again, Bian Mu secretly ran over, stuck out his tongue, opened his mouth suddenly, and took a big suck.

Poof, a mouthful of old blood spit on the ground, Bian Mu broke open and scolded: "Boss Sun, this is the delicious Fengpeng blood you said, I'm ......, you lied to the dog."

Sun Hao smiled in his heart while dancing the sword, and said in his mouth: "Bian Mu, which ear did you hear me say that he was delicious? I mean, this Fengpeng's blood perception of the wind can only exist in the sky, not in the world, if you don't want to drink, don't waste it, I can practice the sword useful." ”

Bian Mu smashed his mouth, and did not spit out a trace of Fengpeng's blood into the dog's body, and suddenly felt that his body was light, and understood, Boss Sun really said it well, the effect of Fengpeng's blood is ten times that of Fengpeng's flesh.

Scolding in his mouth, Bian Mu said that in order to run "fast", Lao Tzu endured it, opened his mouth and sucked it, and the Feng Peng blood that had just been spit out by it was sucked up again, and his eyes were closed, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, swallowed.

Although this thing is unpalatable, but thinking about it, Boss Sun is also forcibly nauseous and drinking, Bian Mu's heart is instantly balanced.

Monks practice swords, under normal circumstances, after comprehending the first sword intent, the second sword intent after it is relatively difficult, and if you want to comprehend the general trend of the sword, especially after comprehending a general trend, and then want to comprehend the second and third, the difficulty is bound to increase greatly.

The general trend of the sword comprehended earlier will run out from time to time to make trouble, rejecting the generation of the new general trend.

Sun Hao now wanted to comprehend the general trend of the fourth sword.

The difficulty is so great, it can be called against the sky, for a full twenty years, Sun Hao cultivated in the uncertain wind domain, and only then did he push his Mingshu wind sword intent to Dacheng and cultivate into a gentle sword.

After Dacheng, if Sun Hao wants to truly cultivate his Mingshu Wind Sword Intent to the Great Perfection State, it may take a long time, and the peculiar effect of Feng Peng's flesh and blood has pointed out the way for Sun Hao to quickly become Mingshu Wind Sword Intent.

Feng Peng's flesh and blood has the power of Mingshu Wind Perception, which can effectively offset the suppression of the nascent sword intent by the three major sword potentials that Sun Hao has condensed, so that Sun Hao's Mingshu Wind Sword Intent can progress rapidly.

To digest the flesh and blood of the two small mountains, Sun Hao and Bian Mu spent half a year.

Sun Hao's newly completed Mingshu Wind Sword Intent has also taken a big step forward because of this, Sun Hao estimates that the effect of this half-year's cultivation is enough to be worth his ten to twenty years of diligent cultivation in the Mingshu Wind.

Dacheng's Mingshu Wind Sword Intent was enough for Sun Hao to walk freely in the Undetermined Wind Domain, and invisibly, Sun Hao spent decades to complete the Mingshu Thousand Years.

After digesting Feng Peng's flesh and blood, a blue array ball appeared on Sun Hao's left hand, and Ming Shufeng instantly launched an attack on this foreign object that appeared within his range, Sun Hao's consciousness moved, and his whole body sank into a state as warm as jade, and a breath of nothingness shrouded his array ball.

The uncertain Ming Shu Feng lost his goal and slowly settled down, Sun Hao's face showed a bright smile, the array ball in his hand slowly rotated, the flow direction of the Ming Shu wind, the flow speed of the Ming Shu wind, like a cloud of clouds, reflected on the array ball, Sun Hao's eyes looked at the array ball in his hand, and began to slowly understand.

"The flowers are smiling in the clouds, and the wind of Mingshu rises for another thousand years", this is the time it takes for the witch clan to comprehend the meaning of the Mingshu style, and the reason why it takes a thousand years, if Sun Hao's guess is correct, it is related to the length of time that the ball in the hands of the witch clan can hold on to the wind in the Mingshu.

Sun Hao believed that the vast majority of witch and witch monks could not make the formation ball always reflect the Ming Shu wind for their own enlightenment like himself.

Practice the sword intent first, use the sword intent as a cover, reflect it with the array ball, and at the same time realize the Ming Shu style, promote the Ming Shu sword intent, this is Sun Hao's current cultivation method, Sun Hao feels that his own way should be the best way to practice, but he doesn't know what the effect of cultivation will be.

Next, Sun Hao took the border herd and continued to wander around the Mingshu wind area.

There is no dragon tendon on the neck, no need to be walked by the dog, Bian Mu's enthusiasm has increased greatly, plus he has drunk a lot of Fengpeng blood, eaten a lot of Fengpeng meat, Bian Mu can also run in the uncertain wind domain, after hitting the road again, in less than a month, Bian Mu found a higher hill.

This time, what was found on the mountain was not Feng Peng, but a Mingshu Wind Elf.

The wind spirit is a special form of wind that is more common in the amorphous wind domain, its body is completely composed of wind, you can change your body size with the help of the wind, and you can also drive the wind to burst out of various powerful wind attribute spells, once encountered, it will be a headache, and more importantly, after killing the wind elf, often its elf body will completely collapse into a real uncertain wind, and the monk, but nothing is gained.

In the witch and witch texts, the wind elves are one of the most unpopular strange creatures in the Uncertain Wind Domain.

Sun Hao encountered one.

However, unlike other witch and witch cultivators, in the process of fighting against the wind elves, Sun Hao accidentally discovered that this form of wind elves had an additional sharpening and reference effect on his Mingshu sword intent cultivation, and moreover, in the array of balls in his hands, he could also gain more cultivation comprehension.

Instead of fleeing away as quickly as other senior monks of the witch clan encountered the wind elves, Sun Hao stopped on this mountain and started a protracted battle with the wind elves.

The biggest advantage of the wind elf is that it is composed of wind, and there is no such thing as exhaustion, as long as Sun Hao does not retreat, it does not know what exhaustion is.

The war unfolded, flying sand and stones, the Mingshu wind was pervasive, the spring was full of spring for three years, the vegetation on the hill was added by Sun Hao and the wind elves, and in the past three years, it expanded far and wide, as if forming a huge oasis in the wind plain. (To be continued.) )