Around noon, Axiu rushed back, and the depressed expression on his face showed the result.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Ying has gone out to perform her sect's mission, and I can't find her." Tears welled up in Axiu's eyes. Perhaps she was very sad because her uselessness had caused her senior brother to suffer.
Mo Wen looked back at her, his cold eyes showing a hint of softness: "It's okay, my body has recovered and I don't need to rest here anymore."
"But, this is Senior Sister Xiaoyue's private cave? You can't just leave it to others!" Axiu, who had always been gentle, showed rare stubbornness at this moment.
Mo Wen looked at her seriously. The girl didn't know what she did wrong and lowered her head in panic.
"Do you want to protect this mountain?" Mo Wen asked gently.
Axiu raised her head again, bit her lower lip and nodded vigorously.
There was a trace of confusion in Mo Wen's eyes: "Yes, how can Yueying's things be given away to others casually..."
"Senior brother...I, I will look for you in the afternoon. Senior Sister Xiaoyue still has many good friends and senior brothers and sisters. They, they should be able to help."
"No need, Axiu." Mo Wen looked at her: "You have to protect your own things by yourself, otherwise what's the point of protecting them?"
Axiu said with a sad face: "Senior brother, I am too weak to defeat them."
"You just can't defeat them now, but who will know in seven days?" Mo Wen murmured, as if he was talking to Axiu or to himself.
"Senior brother, what are you talking about? I can't beat them now, how can I beat them seven days later?" Axiu now began to wonder if her senior brother had also suffered a serious brain injury.
Mo Wen smiled faintly: "Axiu, do you want to defeat them?"
"Of course I thought about it! It's just, just..." Axiu didn't continue, she knew that this was impossible.
"As long as you want."
Mo Wen suddenly stretched out his right hand, as white and smooth as a woman's, from his sleeve, and pointed at A Xiu's Dantian.
Axiu was completely unprepared and felt a numbness in her Dantian. The Qingling Sword Qi she had cultivated for many years was dispersed by a huge force and completely wiped out from her Dantian.
"Ah..." Axiu groaned, and the sudden dissipation of her power made her weak and fell to the ground.
"Senior brother! You, why are you..." Axiu looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, her heart completely filled with fear and helplessness. She didn't know why her senior brother suddenly attacked her, and her sword energy was instantly disabled.
Cultivation, why would senior brother do this?
Mo Wen lowered his body and gently pressed Axiu's head with his remaining right hand. A warm and vigorous power slowly poured into Axiu's body, quickly dispelling the sequelae of San Gong on her body.
"The water attribute of your constitution is relatively cold. Although you can also practice Wood Sword Qi, it is not suitable for your constitution. If you continue like this, you probably won't be able to condense the sword veins for twenty years." Mo Wen withdrew his palm and stood up straight again.
Axiu felt that the power in her body was fully restored in this moment, and her energy seemed to be more vigorous than before, and her whole body was full of strength. It seemed that the senior brother was not trying to harm her, and Axiu's fear gradually disappeared, and she quickly stood up from the ground.
"I will give you a new set of Water Sword Art. If you can understand the first three moves of the sword art, no one below the sword vein will be your opponent." Mo Wen looked at Axiu, his eyes suddenly became infinitely deep,
Shadows appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Axiu's expression was shocked, her eyes were attracted by Mo Wen's gaze, and her mind completely sank in. Then a mysterious sword formula appeared in her mind, which was the general outline of the Da Yun Yu Sword Jue! And Da Yun Yu
The first three sword postures of the sword technique!
This process lasted only a few breaths, and Axiu left Mo Wen's mental space, but her head was dizzy. It took a long time to digest the information. After she woke up, she was extremely shocked: "Brother! What are you doing?"
"This is the Great Cloud and Rain Sword Technique. I got it from a deceased senior. I can't practice it now. I hope you won't bury this sword technique." Mo Wen said calmly.
"Senior brother..." Axiu didn't know what to say. She was both happy and worried at the same time. She was happy that her senior brother trusted her so much and passed on such important sword techniques to her, but she was worried that she had little regard for her cultivation talent.
Confidence, fear of failing to live up to senior brother's expectations.
"You already have the foundation of the fifth level of sword cultivation. It won't be too difficult to break through the first five levels of the Dayunyu Sword Technique."
"But senior brother, even if I return to the fifth level of raising swords in seven days, I won't be able to defeat them?"
Mo Wen raised his hand and threw two jade bottles, and Axiu took them blankly.
"Here is a bottle of Qi-nourishing pills and a bottle of Yi-Ching pills. You can dissolve one pill with water and take it ten times alternately. After seven days, you will be able to condense the sword energy. Also, your original wooden sword has been
It’s not suitable for you. This is a first-order water-based high-grade spiritual sword. I’ve made a new seal for you to use.”
A black spirit sword was inserted in front of A Xiu, releasing a faint water spirit wave.
"Go and practice now, and don't disturb me before dinner."
The figure of Mo Wen who was talking has disappeared behind the wooden door.
Axiu's little head was always a little confused. She stayed in place for a full quarter of an hour before she could sort out her thoughts. She was even more surprised in her heart.
"Senior brother's Dantian has been shattered, how can he still break his own cultivation? And he hasn't even damaged his Dantian at all. This can only be done by a sword master in the sword vein stage?"
The ugly senior brother in front of her suddenly became infinitely mysterious and tall in her heart. Finally, she clenched her delicate fist and said, "I must not let down senior brother's expectations!"
The Qi Nourishing Pill and Yi Jing Pill that Mo Wen took out were actually just first-level low-grade elixirs, commonly used by sword masters in the Sword Meridian Stage. The former was used to nourish sword energy and speed up sword energy cultivation, while the latter was
Tempering the meridians enhances the tenacity and endurance of the meridians. This elixir has limited effect on sword-veined spirit sword masters. Only long-term use will have obvious effects, but it is rare for sword-raising level spirit sword masters.
It is a magical elixir, and its potency is not something that ordinary sword masters in the realm of raising swords can bear, so Mo Wen asked Axiu to dissolve it with water and take it in batches.
Although the Spiritual Desire Sword Sect is a large sect, not all of its registered disciples are qualified to receive first-level elixirs. Only those with outstanding performance and talents will be given the elixirs. Generally, the elixirs taken by the registered disciples have been processed to eliminate erysipelas.
The waste elixirs of the first-level spiritual elixirs have many impurities and are far less effective than the finished products. It can be said that ten waste elixirs may not be as good as one finished elixir!
However, registered disciples like Axiu, who are at the lower end of the scale in terms of strength, only have one Qi-nourishing Pill and Wasted Pill every ten days, and one Yi-Ching Pill and Wasted Pill every month. Most of them are deducted at all levels, and what they actually get is less than 30%.
If Axiu uses real Qi-nourishing Pills and Yi-Ching Pills to assist her cultivation, and her foundation and qualifications allow her to recover to her original cultivation within seven days, it is not impossible for her to take one or even two steps forward.
For seven days, Mo Wen locked himself in his room every day and repaired his body piece by piece, first his hands, arms, then his feet, legs, and torso...
The process of destroying his own body to grow and reorganize was unimaginably painful, but for Mo Wen at this moment, it couldn't shake his nerves even a little bit.
Seven days later, except for his face, Mo Wen's entire body had been reorganized and repaired, while Axiu was so busy practicing the Great Cloud and Rain Sword Art that he didn't realize that his ugly senior brother's body had undergone earth-shaking changes.
On the eighth day, Mo Wen stayed in his room and did not come forward. In his eyes, the fight between several sword-raising teenagers was no different from a fight between children. He had no extra mood to waste on this aspect.
Outside the cabin, Axiu couldn't help but feel nervous as she looked at the four teenagers in front of her.
Kong Junxiong's face also looked very bad. He cursed in a low voice: "Silly woman!"
Then he glared at Axiu fiercely and said, "Zhong Xiuer, do you really want to force me to use violence?"
Axiu was frightened by Kong Junxiong's ferocious expression and was a little panicked. She stuttered and said: "Kong Junxiong, I, I can't give you Xiao Nanshan. You, please go, I don't want to fight with you."
"Fight with me?" Kong Junxiong was a little stunned: "Zhong Xiu'er, do you still want to fight with us?"
"I, I really don't want to fight, I can't control the power of the sword style, it will hurt you." Axiu explained eagerly, her tone was very sincere.
The other three teenagers also burst out laughing. They already knew Zhong Xiuer's strength, but Hina who was on the fifth level of raising swords had probably never even seen blood. The weakest among them was on the sixth level of raising swords, and he was in the mountains.
Having hunted and killed unawakened monsters, to deal with a girl like Zhong Xiuer, there is no need to draw a sword, just release a little bit of her own thin evil spirit, I am afraid that the girl will become weak and unable to even pick up the sword.
"Senior Brother Kong, this little girl wants to play, so I can play with her. Don't worry, I won't hurt her hair." The young man, who was as skinny as a monkey, volunteered.
Kong Junxiong frowned. He knew Zhong Xiuer's temper. She was soft on the outside but tough on the inside. She looked weak and could be bullied, but in fact she was more stubborn than anyone else when it came to things she was determined to do. It seemed that she wouldn't back down if she didn't give this girl some pain, so she clicked
He nodded: "Be careful and don't hurt her, otherwise it will be difficult for the deacon and elder to explain."
"Just take a look!"
The skinny monkey boy was overjoyed, lifted up his pants and walked towards the field.
Looking at that malicious smile, Axiu felt timid and took a step back involuntarily.
The skinny monkey boy was even more excited. He rushed towards the battle casually, pulled out his own spirit sword from his back, and waved his sword in a cool and unrestrained way: "Junior Sister Axiu, Senior Brother asked you to take action first."
A Xiubei bit her lower lip lightly, struggling in her heart. She really didn't want to fight with them. Although they always bullied her, which was a bit hateful, they didn't do anything that really hurt her.
"Junior sister Axiu, are you going to fight or not? If not, step aside and we will throw that trash out of Xiaonanshan." The thin monkey posed for a long time, but the girl opposite him didn't pay attention to him, which was quite depressing.
When mentioning the ugly senior brother, Axiu's hesitant heart suddenly became firm. Yes, she wants to protect Xiao Nanshan and her senior brother!
Thinking of this, Axiu pulled out the spiritual sword that was trapped by her from behind. This spiritual sword, which was destined to be a clear spring, immediately released a heart-stopping spiritual power fluctuation, and the entire Xiaonan Mountain was immediately enveloped by a sense of coolness.
The hearts of the four teenagers were shocked. Kong Junxiong frowned and said: "Water-attribute spiritual energy fluctuates? Zhong Xiu'er, when did you change to water sword technique? And where did your sword come from? It doesn't look like a spirit-building sword."
Axiu didn't answer, but the skinny monkey boy shouted: "No matter what his attributes are, can a little girl turn into a peerless master in seven days? I will send her away now."
The thin monkey boy swung his sword at Axiu, and three inches of sword light came out from the tip of the sword. Axiu was extremely nervous, and was provoked by the skinny monkey boy, so she immediately closed her eyes and struck out with the sword.
The first move of the Great Cloud and Rain Sword Technique is booming!
A faint stream of water vapor tore through the air, passed through the waist and ribs of the thin monkey boy, and finally landed on a towering ancient tree more than ten feet high a dozen feet away.
The ancient tree hugged by the three of them trembled slightly, then slowly fell from the bottom of the trunk and hit the ground with a roar.
Kong Junxiong was stunned, and the other two teenagers were also stunned. The thin monkey boy felt that he was wandering around the line of death, and he didn't even notice the coldness under his crotch. He stared at Axiu with wide eyes, as if
It's like seeing a ghost.
In the end, it was Axiu's scream that brought the four teenagers back to their senses.
"Sword Qi takes shape! The seventh level of sword cultivation!" Kong Junxiong opened his eyes wide and stared at Axiu fiercely, as if he was eating someone: "Zhong Xiu'er! I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"
At this moment, Axiu's aura belonging to the seventh level of sword cultivation was completely released due to the activation of the sword technique. In just seven days, she not only fully restored her original cultivation level, but also took two steps forward, turning the sword into energy in one fell swoop.
The form has reached the seventh level of sword cultivation! On the one hand, it is her solid foundation and accumulation, and on the other hand, it also shows her cultivation qualifications.
Ah Xiu reached the seventh level of sword cultivation without any noise, but this fact made Kong Junxiong unable to accept it. He had prided himself on being a genius since he was a child, but now he was surpassed by a sixteen-year-old girl. What was even more detestable was that this girl...
She was once his bride-to-be! No man would be able to accept being compared to his own woman.
Axiu covered her eyes and blushed, saying, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to..."
Seeing that Axiu ignored him, Kong Junxiong was even more angry. This woman actually ignored him? Jealousy arises in a man's heart, and he is often more destructive than women, because they are often dominated by emotions.
"Zhong Xiu'er! Take my sword!"
Kong Junxiong pounced directly on Axiu and cut him off with a sword. Now he can only regain some manly self-esteem by defeating Axiu.
Axiu was covering her eyes to avoid the indecency of the skinny monkey boy. She didn't expect that Kong Junxiong would suddenly attack her. When she felt the pressure of the sword and hurriedly looked, Kong Junxiong's sword light was already less than three feet away from her head!
Staring blankly at the falling sword light, A Xiu was a little confused. Was he going to die?
A soft sigh resounded in the wooden house, and then a sharp roar suddenly sounded, and a small black shadow shot out from the window of the wooden house like lightning, hitting Kong Junxiong's spiritual sword.
Snap!
Kong Junxiong was in mid-air, but as if he was struck by an electric shock, the spirit sword actually broke into two pieces and fell straight to the side. On the spot, a piece of gray-white porcelain powder slowly fell.
"Wow!" Kong Junxiong opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The tiger's mouth of his right hand was full of blood. He couldn't even hold the remaining half of the broken sword. The originally burly Chinese character was now wilted on the ground like a sick cat.
A faint voice came from the wooden house: "You go, go back and tell the person who asked you to come, if you want Xiao Nanshan, let him get it by himself."
Kong Junxiong's face, which was slightly pale due to his injury, was even more pale at the moment. He looked at the ordinary wooden house in fear, but his spiritual sense did not sense anyone's aura!
The four teenagers left with frightened and uneasy hearts. When they came, they didn't know that there was a terrifying master on Xiaonan Mountain who could break the spirit-building sword at will! Although the master did not show up, the last words were even more interesting.
All their luck was defeated. It turned out that the other party knew everything!
A courtyard somewhere in Xiaoxuanfeng.
Wu Ming stared at the four teenagers lying in front of him with a gloomy face: "Did he really say that?"
Kong Junxiong lowered his tall body to the ground as much as possible, not daring to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead: "Yes, yes, that's what he said..."
"Hmph!" Wu Ming sneered: "Very good, I want to see who dares to bravely stand up for them now. No need for tomorrow, I will go and meet him today."
In Xiaonanshan, Axiu was quietly guarding outside the cabin. At this moment, she was still immersed in the joy of successfully guarding Xiaonanshan, when a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly fell on her body.
"Are you Qiu Yueying's sword attendant?" Wu Ming put his hands behind his back and looked at Axiu quietly in front of the wooden house.
Axiu didn't know when this person appeared, but the mountain-like spiritual pressure on him definitely surpassed the level of raising a sword!
"Teacher, senior brother, I am, what do you want from me?" Axiu looked fearfully at the strange senior brother in front of her.
"I am Wu Ming, an outer disciple of Xiaoxuan Peak. You should have heard of my name."
"Ah! It's Senior Brother Wu Ming! Registered disciple Zhong Xiu'er has met Senior Brother Wu Ming." Axiu saluted hurriedly.
There are thousands of outer disciples of Xiaoxuanfeng. Generally speaking, even if Axiu is a memory genius, it is impossible to remember everyone's name. But Wu Ming is different. He is not only the outer disciple of Xiaoxuanfeng, but also the third disciple of Xiaoxuanfeng.
The grandson of Qiu Lin, one of the outer sect law enforcement elders! This identity may be nothing among the inner sect disciples and inner sect elders, but to them, the registered disciples and even the outer sect disciples, it is a heaven-like existence! It can be said that they have control over
Their future future!
Wu Ming snorted softly, and was very satisfied with Axiu's fearful and humble attitude. This girl was not bad looking. Maybe she would come over as a sword attendant after he was promoted to an inner disciple. But this idea was just a thought, he would come
There is serious business here.
"Who is Zhong Xiu'er? I am now going to enter the middle stage of Sword Vein and need a quiet place with abundant spiritual energy. Your place is good and I am very satisfied with it. You should pack up and make room immediately and go to Qingye Garden to find a place to live again."
"What?" Axiu couldn't believe her ears and looked at Wu Ming in shock. She never imagined that senior brother Wu Ming, an outer disciple, would do the same thing as Kong Junxiong.
"What? You want me to say it a second time?" Wu Ming's face darkened.
"Wu, Senior Brother Wu, this is Senior Sister Xiaoyue's private cave territory, you can't do this!" Axiu said anxiously.
Wu Ming waved his hand impatiently: "It's not your slave's turn to teach me what I do! I will explain it to Qiu Yueying, you just obey my orders!"
Axiu had no idea at all. If Kong Junxiong and the others were there, she would still have the confidence to fight, but facing this senior brother Wu Ming, she was completely unqualified to fight. From the three aspects of strength, power, and background, regardless of
None of them are something she can fight against.
Squeak——
The thin wooden door of the wooden house suddenly opened from the inside, and a figure wearing a navy blue robe of a registered disciple came out.
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, but Axiu screamed, as if seeing the most terrifying thing, he stepped back in fear, and said incoherently: "You? Who are you? Why are you in the room? Where is my senior brother?