This overbearing energy did not give Chu Xiaohui any time to prepare or resist. In an instant, it defeated the orchid sword soul that he had finally gathered and almost fell off. No matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.
Can watch the energy body shatter into pieces.
"Um!"
The moment the energy body was broken, the docile spiritual energy in his body suddenly started running around like a wild horse, making him feel uncomfortable for a while. He groaned slightly in pain and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, his
His ruddy face turned pale, and there was a trace of blood that had not yet dried on the corners of his mouth.
"Am I really a hopeless loser!"
Looking at Niu Dadan who was still immersed in cultivation beside him, an indescribable sorrow quietly surged into his heart. In the past in Qingliu County, although there were many cultivators who were friends with his father and taught him everything, but
, after all, the techniques practiced by those casual cultivators cannot be compared with the world-famous Zilan Kung Fu. If even practicing such advanced techniques cannot make him condense the sword soul, it will be enough to destroy his only remaining trace.
Hope is wiped out.
A few moments,
"Squeak,,"
The door seemed to be blown open by a breeze, and Yuanyan's slightly short figure appeared in Chu Xiaohui's sad eyes. Chu Xiaohui couldn't help but feel a burst of shame in his heart, and he lowered his head sadly.
First, he still failed to live up to his master's careful cultivation.
"Xiaohui, what's wrong?"
With Yuanyan's cultivation, how could he not see the somewhat disordered spiritual energy in Chu Xiaohui's body? As for the sword soul, it was invisible. In his mind, Chu Xiaohui's condensation of the sword soul was almost completed. After all, Chu Xiaohui
Hui's spirit power was much higher than Niudadan, so the time it took would naturally be reduced a lot. He expected it to be true. If that domineering energy hadn't appeared, Chu Xiaohui would have already condensed the sword spirit just now.
However, the current situation was incompatible with what he had imagined and completely beyond his expectation. He used to have a rigid face, but at this time, he couldn't help but show a little surprise.
"Master, I'm sorry for letting you down!"
Chu Xiaohui's heart was full of helpless sorrow and bitterness. If it was another problem, maybe the master could help him. However, he still knew about the matter of condensing the sword soul, and there was no way outsiders could help.
No matter how high his cultivation level is, it doesn't help. When he thinks of how hard he has traveled thousands of miles from Qingliu County to get here, only he knows the bitterness during the process. After successfully entering Lanzong, this year, he has even more
They work from dawn to dusk every day to complete the tasks assigned to them by their master.
In an instant, this complicated feeling of grievance and shame could no longer be suppressed. There were sad tears in the firm eyes of the past. Although I no longer had much hope at the beginning, I still felt sad in my heart.
He had such extravagant hopes, and when this helpless result came to him again, he still felt so depressed that he could hardly breathe.