It faces mountains to the east and waterfalls in the mountains.
On the steep mountain wall, a huge waterfall pours down into a pool of water that is as deep as a hundred feet. The hazy water curtain rises in all directions, and the roaring sound of the water makes people's eardrums swell.
In the clear water pool, a figure was swimming. The young man emerged from the water, holding two half-foot-long crucian carp in his hand, and then waved towards the cave next to the cliff.
Seeing that no one responded, Ling Xiao didn't care. He found two wooden sticks, strung up the crucian carp in his hands, and placed them beside him.
Then he sat cross-legged, constantly regulating his inner breath and refining his spiritual power.
Not long after, a young girl walked out of the cave. She had a beautiful face and long hair on her side. She brushed her forehead with her jade hand, looked at the rising sun, yawned, and stretched lazily.
He walked slowly to Ling Xiao and took away the two strings of crucian carp on the ground.
It has been five days since Ling Xiao woke up, and the two of them have gradually adapted to life in the mountains. Ling Xiao, in addition to practicing sword practice, is responsible for finding food for the two of them every day, and occasionally quarrels and bickers with Mu'er.
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Life is comfortable and stable without losing fun.
With the guidance of Xie Shizi, Ling Xiao also clarified the direction of his practice and avoided many detours.
However, all this is due to Ling Xiao's hard work. After experiencing life and death twice, he knew firsthand that if he didn't work hard to improve his strength, he would only be at the mercy of others.
However, what makes Ling Xiao strange is that no Ye family disciples have invaded in the past few days, but Mu'er said that this is the calm before the storm, and Ling Xiao must be allowed to investigate every day.
In desperation, Ling Xiao could only obey. In a rare moment of tranquility, Ling Xiao circulated his spiritual power throughout his body and then slowly stopped.
After brushing off the dust from his body, Ling Xiao quickly came to an open space, with a huge boulder two feet wide and high placed in the middle.
With a slight movement of thought, Xuan Que floated in the palm of his hand. Ling Xiao took a deep breath, holding the sword in both hands, his arms expanded, and he kept waving Xuan Que.
This was the task assigned to him by the Evil Dead Son. Because Ling Xiao's foundation in swordsmanship was too poor, he could only practice from the most basic level.
Half an hour later, Ling Xiao had taken off his outer shirt, and sweat was dripping from his body.
After swinging the sword a hundred times, Ling Xiao was exhausted. Xuan Que fell to the ground. Ling Xiao gasped for breath, but a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Xiao held the Xuan Que again, his thoughts condensed slightly, and it was already somewhat decent.
His eyes suddenly opened and he waved Xuan Que wildly.
Several swords were thrust out in succession, and illusory sword shadows were also lingering around Ling Xiao's body at this moment.
Xuan Que danced in the air, making bursts of sonic boom sounds. Three of the sword shadows turned into substantial sword energy and slashed hard on the boulder in front.
The boulder trembled but there was no crack. Ling Xiao slowly put away the Xuan Que, his face full of depression.
This boulder was taken out by Xie Shizi from his storage ring in order to train Ling Xiao. He said that Ling Xiao only needed to split it open to start the next step of his training.
But this boulder was extremely weird. No matter whether Ling Xiao used brute force to blast it or chopped it with Xuan Que, he was not hurt at all.
Now, he has begun to practice the first form of the sword technique given to him by the evil dead son. However, for Ling Xiao, who has never touched a sword, the sixth level martial arts is still too difficult to master.
After looking at the blazing sun, Ling Xiao reluctantly put away the Xuan Que and left slowly.
In the past few days, Ling Xiao also listened to Xie Shizi tell a lot about the general situation of this world. Before, Ling Xiao, who was only in a remote small town, had a somewhat vague concept of this world and the path of cultivation.
There are three forces in this world, the Demon Clan in the west, the Tiancang Empire and the Shenzhuan Empire that divide the country from north to south. The Donglin Mountains where Ling Xiao is located is in the north of the Tiancang Empire.
The rest of the land is a vast sea and a few islands, as well as barren and wild lands.
The road to spiritual practice is even more bumpy, divided into nine realms and ten realms, namely: Condensation of Qi, First Truth, Virtual Flow, Spiritual Consciousness, Jedi, Fengtian, Wangji, Imperial Prison, King's Landing, and the nine realms.
The realm turned into ten smaller realms.
Treasures of equipment and spiritual beasts are also divided into high and low levels, which are consistent with the realm of spiritual power, except that the first ten realms of Qi Condensation Realm are called the tenth level.
Unknowingly, Ling Xiao had arrived in front of the waterfall, and before he entered the cave, he smelled the rich aroma of meat.
The hungry Ling Xiao grinned slightly and quickly entered the cave. Mu'er had already prepared the grilled fish, and Ling Xiao swallowed it down his throat, wolfing down the food.
Mu'er stood aside quietly, holding her chin on her wrist and looking at Ling Xiao leisurely.
Ling Xiao was also a little frightened by her for a moment, and his body subconsciously moved back. Mu'er chuckled lightly, and also stepped forward at this moment, sitting quietly beside Ling Xiao.
"Am I terrible?"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao quickly shook his head.
"Then why don't you even dare to look at me during this period of time?"
"No way, haha, you are too worried..."
Mu'er's words lingered in his ears, Ling Xiao smiled, put down the food in his hands, and hurriedly escaped from the cave.
"puff"
Seeing Ling Xiao's rather embarrassed look, Mu'er chuckled lightly and looked at the young man's hurried back with a leisurely expression.
After teasing Ling Xiao, Mu'er was in a good mood and couldn't help but lightly wiping her black hair on her temples. Her eyes moved and looked at the herbs beside her.
"Tsk, this little girl is not simple. Now that she has become your furnace, don't you have any other ideas?" The Evil Dead Son appeared leisurely beside Ling Xiao.
"What do you think? I'm afraid she'll slap me to death! Besides, she only had to do this to save me. If she really touches her, I'm afraid the forces behind her will kill me alive."
Ling Xiao rolled his eyes at Xie Shizi with a look of complaint on his face.
Mu'er's life experience is too mysterious, and the techniques she practices are also extremely weird. Ling Xiao has a premonition that the so-called furnace refining technique is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface. If it is harmful to him without any benefit, Mu'er
With his own thoughts and methods, he will definitely not choose to practice.
But every time she gets close to Mu'er, the fire of destiny stored in her spiritual veins becomes particularly active, and her spiritual power is tempered silently.
Even with such benefits, Ling Xiao still did not dare to have too much contact with Mu'er. Moreover, every time she mentioned her life experience and origin, Mu'er did not mention a word, and would even vent her anger on him. This also made Ling Xiao
Xiao was even more afraid of her.
Throwing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Ling Xiao came to the boulder again, summoned Xuan Que, and began to practice.
"Accumulate the power of hundreds of rivers, move it at the flick of your finger, swing it a hundred times without getting tired, cut it a thousand times without losing any rhythm, turn the sky into a sword, the momentum will not diminish, and the energy will not be exhausted..."
Ling Xiao silently recited the formula for the first form of the Illusion Sword, and his mind was calm. The originally calm sea of consciousness was also churning at this moment. Ling Xiao was shocked and continued to concentrate. In his mind, the figure of the evil dead son came and went again and again, constantly using the first move.
Mode.
The picture was getting slower and slower, and Ling Xiao could see more and more details. After a while, Ling Xiao woke up from his enlightenment. As he breathed, he seemed to feel that his thoughts were spreading around his body, and then condensing into Xuan Que.
superior.
Concentrating his concentration, Ling Xiao suddenly waved Xuan Que. Ling Ran's sword edge spread from his body, and countless strong winds intertwined in response.
Countless sword shadows met in an instant, and then turned into thirteen sharp sword edges, slashing directly at the boulder in front of them with a violent wind-like attack.
A deafening roar resounded in the trees, stirring up smoke and dust four feet high, and the leaves on the side were shot down like raindrops.
A half-foot-long gap also appeared on the boulder. Ling Xiao looked at his hands in a daze, with a confused look on his face.
"It's done, it's done?!"
"Well, it's done. Although you are new to swordsmanship, you have mastered the first style of Thousand Blades to the beginning. Your qualifications are really good." Xie Shizi nodded leisurely at the side.
Ling Xiao smiled happily, but looked at the boulder in front of him again, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
"Such a sharp blow actually cut open such a tiny part of this boulder. Where did you get this thing from?" Ling Xiao looked at the Evil Dead Son with a depressed look on his face.
"Oh, don't worry about it. Just focus on practicing. By the way, go back quickly. That little girl is still waiting for you~"
"Tsk, I'm not serious."
Listening to Xie Shizi's words, Ling Xiao curled his lips, picked up Xuan Que, turned around and left, ignoring Xie Shizi with a smirk on his face.
Night came again, and the bright moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dots of light, pointing the way for Ling Xiao.
A quarter of an hour later, Ling Xiao had arrived in front of the waterfall. He was about to sit cross-legged and meditate by the pool, but found Mu'er sitting quietly on the other side.
The water is sparkling, and the girl's slender jade legs are exposed. From time to time, she taps the water gently, bringing up crystal water drops. Under the moonlight, her fair and jade-like skin is as creamy as snow, and her pair of jade feet are only as big as the palm of her hand, but they are hard to find.
Be patient and want to hold it in the palm of your hand and play with it.
The girl sat in a lazy posture, her coat was messy, and her black hair was spread behind her, dancing in the gentle night breeze.
The starry eyes were flowing, but they were full of charm. The slightly sweet aroma of the wine hit him. He touched the wine cup lightly with his jade fingers, and took a sip under Ling Xiao's gaze.
A lot of wine flowed down the delicate neck. Ling Xiao, who had just practiced, was surging with energy and blood. How could he withstand such temptation.
He turned around suddenly and was about to leave, but was stopped by the charming voice behind him.
"You just came back, why are you leaving again? Why don't you have a drink with me?"
The lazy and sweet voice made Ling Xiao's whole body tingle, and then he remembered the meaning of what the Evil Dead Son had just said.
"Damn old man! You knew she was like this, why didn't you tell her earlier?!" Ling Xiao kept yelling in his heart.
"Hey, isn't this a good thing? What if someone really likes you? You are riding a dragon to become a son-in-law in one step, and you don't have to run around for your life. The mere Ye family can be destroyed with just a hand." Xie Shizi joked.
said.
"piss off!"
Ling Xiao cursed secretly, and just as he started to leave, a huge force came from behind him.
A deafening roar struck, and the three giant trees beside Ling Xiao collapsed, leaving a huge crater three feet deep on the ground.
"If you dare to leave, I will slap you half to death!" Mu'er said slowly.
Looking at the huge pit in front of him, Ling Xiao swallowed harder and his heart went cold. What kind of trick is this little witch... trying to do again? Please stop seducing me, okay...
Helplessly putting away Xuan Que, Ling Xiao quietly walked to Mu'er's side, but this distance...