In the Art of War Building of the Double Sword Sect.

Looking at the back of the white-haired old man leaving, Chen Shenming's god became more and more gloomy, and his heart was cold to the bottom.

"The seventh-rank soldier soul turned out to be the lowest-level soldier soul!"

Such a reality made Chen Shenming a little unbearable, after refining the military realm, the cultivation was mainly based on the soldier soul, which was completely different from the condensation realm, and the cultivation of the condensing qi realm was mainly based on talent.

The higher the level of the soldier soul, the less time it takes to cultivate, and the higher the future achievement; the lower the level of the soldier soul, the longer the cultivation will take, and the lower the future achievement.

The seventh-rank soldier soul, the lowest-level soldier soul of the Divine Soldier Continent, for countless years, there are only a handful of soldiers of the seventh-rank soldier soul who can break through the shackles of the Martial Arts Realm.

Chen Shenming's heart was indescribably bitter, and he reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm twice before and after, for today, but the result in front of him was ......

"It's still a waste after all!"

Muttering to himself, Chen Shenming walked towards the door with an expressionless face.

forbearance for a year and a half, hard cultivation, suffering from white eyes, and several life and death ...... But all this in exchange for such a result, unwilling, helpless...... It's the unyielding heart of the heart.

Outside the Art of War Building, the atmosphere was tense at this time, and it could almost be said that it was to the point of looking at the eyes.

Chen Shenming, a teenager who had endured for a year and a half, used just two years to cultivate from the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm to the ninth stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, such a terrifying cultivation speed, the entire Twin Sword Sect, the entire Hanzhou, and the entire Tiannan Dynasty were beyond the reach of the dust, and no one could match.

Such a terrifying talent directly alarmed the people of the Twin Swords Sect, the sect leader Yi Dai, the top ten elders, the major stewards, four thousand brothers, and six thousand miscellaneous servants......

"Squeak!"

The sound of the door opening instantly attracted the attention of countless people, and all the eyes of the Twin Sword Sect were cast in unison.

The wooden door of the Art of War Building was slowly opened, and Chen Shenming walked out dressed in white, raised his head, first startled, but then indifferent, his face was full of loss.

"Chen Shenming, how is it?" your ......" Fifth Elder Ximen Wushuang asked very eagerly, the same sentence, at this time, almost everyone shared the same heart.

But Chen Shenming didn't pay attention to him, and walked directly sideways past several people without any expression.

"What's going on?" Ximen Wushuang was stunned, looked at the back of Chen Shenming leaving, and looked at Yi Dai and the others very strangely.

"I don't know!" Yi Dai's face sank, he had more or less guessed the answer in his heart, flicked his sleeves, and hurried towards the Art of War Building, and behind him, all the elders followed.

"Big brother......" Ling Yun shouted uncomfortably when he saw the loss on Chen Shenming's face.

Chen Shenming waved his hand and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, I'll go back first!"

......

After returning to the outer gate courtyard, Chen Shenming fell on the bed and fell asleep directly; after two years of cultivation, he had accumulated a lot of savings in his body, whether he was tired, injured, painful, he couldn't let go, he was the persistence buried deep in his heart, and he was thinking about how to return there strongly

A place to abandon him...... And now, the dream that has been all along has come true, which should have been a good start, but the reality is so cruel, as if you dodged a punch head-on, but you were given a stick in the back!

made his life lose a lot of luster for a while.

This night, he slept very soundly, very soundly......

......

"Big brother, are you awake?"

Chen Shenming's sleep was a day and a night, and it was not until the afternoon of the next day that he woke up from the nightmare, and an extremely familiar voice came from his ears, who could it be if he wasn't his best brother Ling Yun?

Closing his eyes vigorously, Chen Shenming felt that the bones in his whole body were in terrible pain, and his limbs were a little disobedient, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and his body was much more comfortable.

"Big brother, are you okay?"

Ling Yun asked with great concern, after Chen Shenming left gloomily yesterday, the Sect Master of the Double Sword Sect and the ten elders immediately rushed into the Art of War Building, and then, the matter of Chen Shenming's red sè seven and other flying knife warrior souls spread throughout the entire Double Sword Sect.

Red sè seventh-class flying knife soldier soul, this soldier soul can almost be said to be the worst of all soldier souls, the power of the flying knife is small, even if the skill reaches the realm of refining, the soldier soul can be released and attack from a distance, but the power is still not strong enough, unless there is a chance to get the most magical heaven and earth aura in the Divine Soldier Continent to refine the soldier soul, so that the soldier soul becomes more powerful and fierce.

But how rare the aura of heaven and earth is, not to mention the entire Bazhou, even the entire Divine Weapon Continent is difficult to meet.

So far, the Twin Swords Sect is still in a heated discussion about the matter of Chen Shenming's soldier soul, some are speechless, some are amazed, and some are disappointed, but the most are excited.

There are already many inner disciples who have already jumped to try, wanting to frustrate Chen Shenming's sharpness.

"It's okay!" Chen Shenming waved his hand, two years of cultivation without sleeping and forgetting to eat, made him jīng God has been in a state of high tension, yesterday's loss made his body and mind relax at once, and after putting aside everything and sleeping in the dark, his state of mind was much calmer.

"What about the seventh-rank soldier soul? I, Chen Shenming, will be stumped by such a question? What others can't do, I, Chen Shenming, must do, and I must succeed!"

When he woke up, Chen Shenming's inflamed ambition burned again.

"I have experienced things like being framed by others, dissipating my anger overnight, and driving out of the family, and I have cultivated twice before and after the Nine Levels of Qi Condensation Realm, I am not afraid of these, what else do I have to be afraid of?"

"Isn't it just that the level of the soldier's soul is a little worse?

"The art of exercise, the art of war, the art of body...... What the Twin Swords Sect doesn't have, I have!"

At this moment, Chen Shenming's heart thought of many past events, bits and pieces that happened to him, those clansmen who framed him, those relatives who drove him away, and the humiliation he suffered in the past two years, the memories of the past bit by bit in his mind, made his belief more firm.

"Brother Yun, how long have I been asleep?"

"One day and one night!"

"What did the sect say about my seventh-rank soldier soul?" The corners of Chen Shenming's mouth were slightly bitter, he thought that he would rise once, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen again.

Ling Yun pondered for a moment, his face was a little ugly, and when the words came to his lips, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Brother Yun, even if you say it, I'm fine, if I can't withstand this little wind and waves, my Chen Shenming's future achievements can only stop at the Refining Soldier Realm!" Chen Shenming's face became serious, and his heart was determined, and he didn't care about the arrangements that the Twin Sword Sect had made for him.

"That's right, this is my eldest brother!" Ling Yun was infected by Chen Shenming's words, his face was firm, and he said heavily: "Big brother has a great future, what can this little thing do? Although the seventh-rank soldier soul is a little worse, but on the Divine Soldier Continent, it is not that no one has broken through the shackles of the Martial Arts Realm, Ling Yun believes that the eldest brother will definitely be able to!"

Chen Shenming's face softened, and he smiled: "Brother Yun, there have been such ups and downs on my body twice before and after, only you will never abandon me, this affection, I Chen Shenming is unforgettable, now hurry up and tell me how the sect arranged me, right?"

Ling Yun nodded, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said hatefully: "The sect came with news this morning, arranging for the eldest brother to go to the inner gate iron horse room to take up a job - domesticating the iron horse!"

"Hehe......" Hearing such an arrangement, Chen Shenming didn't react at all, he didn't look angry at all, but smiled indifferently.

This situation made Ling Yun feel weird, and Ling Yun asked in a low voice, "Big brother, are you okay?"

For such a result, if Chen Shenming said that he was not angry, but he was really in trouble, but even if he was angry, what could he do?

"You, sooner or later, you will regret the results you have done!"

Chen Shenming thought with hatred in his heart.