He didn't know at this moment that for the next period of time, Chen Ying would almost have a small meal every day, even in the middle of the night, as long as the sixth uncle was on a whim, he would have pulled Xu Xian to talk about swordsmanship.

Sometimes he even slept directly in Xu Xian's house.

Uncle Six didn't feel anything, but Xu Xian was very embarrassed.

Early that morning, Yun'e came to look for Xu Xian, but after pushing the door, she saw Uncle Six lying on the table and sleeping soundly. Yun'e stood there on the spot. However, when he saw Xu Xian was not in the room, he knew what was going on, so he hurriedly closed the door quietly. He was curious about how could he not wake up with Uncle Six's cultivation?

Could it be that you are drunk?

When I arrived at the backyard, I found Xu Xian.

The latter seemed to have meditated all night in the bamboo forest in the backyard.

"Senior Sister." When Xu Xian saw Yun'e, he stood up. At the same time, many bamboos around him disappeared without a trace. This made Yun'e stunned. Could what he saw just now be an illusion?

Seeing this, Xu Xian explained: "This is a sword technique I have practiced, the spirit-cutting sword style, and it is a surprise..."

Yun'e suddenly realized.

This is indeed unexpected. If someone who doesn't know mistakenly enters the bamboo forest and thinks that the surroundings are real bamboos, who would have thought that the many bamboos around are actually deadly sword energy.

"My junior brother's sword cultivation is indeed terrifying."

Yun'e said in her heart.

"I just saw Uncle Six, she..." Yun E couldn't help but be curious and asked. She knew that Uncle Six often came to Xu Xian to communicate, but she didn't expect that she would sleep directly in Xu Xian's house.

This is too easy to associate.

After all, although Uncle Six is ​​a fourth generation of monk, she looks like a woman in her twenties, and she is both talented and beautiful, and has not yet found a Taoist partner.

In the cultivation world, not only male monks like old cows to eat young grass, but many female monks also like it.

However, this can only be said in Yun'e's stomach. Even if she cares very much, she will pretend to be calm and gentle.

Xu Xian didn't realize that he was, and sighed with a hint of helplessness: "Uncle Six's cultivation is indeed quite hard. To consolidate the sword intent of the illusion god to the realm of great success, it requires continuous and steady cultivation, but this is the most exhausting. After excessive amounts, you will naturally be exhausted. Even if Uncle Six's cultivation is high, you need to sleep to replenish your mind. I guess she will have to sleep for two days and two nights..."

Yun'e stuck out her tongue.

Recently, she has also been practicing sword intent, so she naturally knows the difficulty. Speaking of which, with Xu Xian helping her, she is only at the level of the second level of the mind-savvy sword intent. In terms of hard work, she is not as good as the sixth master Chen Ying.

Next, Xu Xian explained the way of sword intent to Yun'e.

"The mind is thought, and the hands and feet extend, and they are placed on the sword, which can kill the enemy a hundred miles away..." Xu Xian personally demonstrated himself, and once he grabbed the void, he took the sword around Sister Yun'e's waist, and instantly controlled it with the sword intent.

Yun'e was stunned by this. You must know that this sword was a magic sword she had condensed for more than ten years, and others could not control it.

Today, it was easily taken away by Xu Xian.

In other words, I don’t even have the qualifications to fight against Xu Xian now, and I can pay my weapons every minute.

"The mind-shen sword intent is to do whatever you want. There are several extremes in sword control. The initial one is to hold it with hand, which can cut, chop, sting, and stab it... to use sword techniques. The higher ones are to use energy to control swords and sword control techniques, and the attack and killing distance increases, but in fact, the agility is not as good as when holding it with hand. If you use mind-shen to control swords, you can take into account both advantages..."

As he said that, Xu Xian raised his hand and pointed the magic sword hanging in the air flew away instantly, cutting a huge rock thousands of feet away, and then returning instantly.

"Using the mind to control the sword can continuously condense the mind to the mind to the mind. In the future, when you are leading the sword, you can always control the sword with the mind to the mind. When can you continue for a month and continue to go to the next step."

Xu Xian really did not hide his own personal feelings to his senior sister, and the skills he summarized to condense his mind were all taught without reservation.

When Yun'e heard this, she wanted to try it immediately.

But Xu Xian forgot to disperse his mind from the sword. In this way, the two of them collided. Even if Xu Xian did not attack, it was like a person directly hitting the wall.

Yun'e fainted directly to the ground.

"Senior Sister..." Xu Xian was startled, but he knew that this was an accident, and his senior sister just fainted and would wake up on her own after a while.

Of course, Xu Xian could just call her up, but that would cause some damage to her mind.

There was no way, so Xu Xian could only carry her senior sister and put her in the house and put it on the bed to wake her up by herself.

When she went out, Xu Xian looked at Uncle Six. She slept soundly and muttered, but didn't know what she was saying. Speaking of which, it was impossible to let monks like Uncle Six and Senior Sister sleep soundly. Under normal circumstances, they would not even use labyrinths. Only when they condensed the sword intent, would they be so fragile.

When he got outside, Xu Xian was about to continue to comprehend the sixth level of sword intent. At this moment, he suddenly felt something, and a grinned smile on the corner of his mouth, a golden light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Not long after Xu Xian left, Qi Qiongyue arrived.

"Junior brother, are you here?"

She whispered softly, but without seeing a response, she stepped forward and pushed the door.

The door was pushed open, and the scene in the room immediately stunned Qi Qiongyue.

"Senior Sister Yun'e, Master...you, you..."

Qi Qiongyue shivered in fear, and then hurriedly closed the door.

She was leaning against the wooden door, her chest was bumping like a deer, and she didn't know what she thought of, and her face turned red.

...

The forbidden area in the back mountain.

Several monks of the Five Elements Sect who were guarding the forbidden area fell to the ground and struggled in pain. Not far away, an old monk with a tall figure but hunched body smiled, stretched out his dry claws, and grabbed the void.

A green light gathered in the old monk's claws. Among these green lights, many tentacles that looked like spirit snakes were stretched out, and they were about to attach to the monks on the ground.

Obviously this thing is not a good thing. If you touch a few monks of the Five Elements Sect, you will probably end up miserably.

However, at this moment, several sword shadows suddenly flew out from the monks, and in an instant, the green light was cut off, and a sword shadow even slashed at the old monk's arm. The latter could not dodge, and his wrist fell to the ground, with neat cuts, and it was obviously slashed by the sword shadow.

"Interesting!" The old monk only realized at this time. Looking at the place where he cut his arm, he actually laughed. The scene was extremely strange.

At this moment, a golden light flashed and Xu Xian had arrived.

The old monk looked at Xu Xian with a fixed eye, looked up and down, and there was no trace of fear in his muddy eyes.

Xu Xian was also looking at this weird old monk.

The spell thread tied to the Tianyu Sword is connected to the other party, which means that this person is the mysterious corpse refiner.

As Xu Xian expected, this person was very mysterious. His wrist was cut off, as if a hair had fallen, without any feeling.

It seemed as if it wasn't his hand.

In addition, this old monk had a strong dead aura on his body. No matter how he looked at it, it gave Xu Xian a feeling.

This is not a living person.

Could it be a puppet?

There is such a possibility. After all, Xu Xian has learned a lot of puppet academic knowledge from Master Jia and has a wide range of knowledge. If the strange old monk in front of him is a puppet, there must be someone who controls this puppet.
Chapter completed!