The villa hall was silent.
After a long time, Ning Zimo came back to his senses, his lips were trembling, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably with excitement, "Is what the senior said true?"
"Don't worry, Xiao Mo." Chu Chen smiled, "Sister Jun has always been good at what she does."
Yang Xiaojin's body was also trembling slightly, and her eyes became hazy.
No girl doesn't care about her appearance, especially in Yang Xiaojin's case. She dreams of healing the scars on her face.
Within half a month, the scars on her face disappeared without a trace, and Yang Xiaojin felt like she was in a dream.
"Yang Xiaojin, kneel down to thank senior for your great kindness." Yang Xiaojin knelt down and cried.
Nangong Yun motioned to Song Yan to help Yang Xiaojin up, "I need some materials. You will have half a day to prepare them for me tomorrow." Nangong Yun paused and glanced at Chu Chen, "Chen Chen, record it down."
Chu Chen immediately brought a pen and paper.
Nangong Yun listed out the required medicinal materials one by one, "Remember, it is best to use top-grade ones for the best effect."
"I'll take care of it." Ning Zimo carefully took the paper recording the medicinal materials from Chu Chen's hand with a firm expression. It was related to Yang Xiaojin, and he would never allow any mistakes.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let's all take a rest early." Nangongyun said with a smile, "Chenchen, go out and let me check your homework."
Chu Chen suddenly became bitter. He had been sealed by the soul-suppressing talisman for five years, and his strength had not improved at all.
However, Chu Chen did not dare to say anything and followed Nangong Yun out.
It was the first time that Song Yan saw Chu Chen looking so deflated, and she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.
Song Lake, plum blossom pile.
The two figures stepped on each other like shooting stars. Chu Chen felt great pressure, but he soon touched the threshold of innateness again.
Chu Chen understood that the master was going to help him step into the innate world.
Chu Chen was about to enter the innate realm five years ago, and this step was just a matter of course for him.
The breeze ruffled Song Lake.
Chu Chen suddenly entered a state of trance and sat cross-legged.
Nangong Yun stood aside and looked at Chu Chen with a smile, "Whether you sharpen your sword or chop wood, in less than three years, there will definitely be another breath realm in the world of warriors."
About a quarter of an hour later, Chu Chen slowly opened his eyes.
Innate warrior.
He finally reached this level.
Chu Chen felt a lot lighter and more agile. He clenched his fists subconsciously, and his strength increased a lot.
The most obvious one is that there is an extra qi in the Dantian.
"Congratulations, after five years of hard training, you have finally reached the level of an innate warrior." Nangong Yun said with a smile.
Chu Chen's mouth twitched slightly.
If nothing else, he would have been an innate warrior five years ago.
"Feel the qi in your Dantian. This is related to the height you can grow to in the future." Nangongyun said, "From an innate warrior to the peak of martial arts master, it is actually the process of nourishing Qi. When the Qi is full in the Dantian,
, is when you surpass the martial arts master and enter the breath realm."
Chu Chen looked at Nangong Yun in confusion, "Why have I never heard you mention it before?"
"It's useless to tell you before you reach Xiantian. What's more... cough." Nangongyun did not continue.
Chu Chen's eyes became resentful.
He understands.
Soul Calming Talisman is simply a scam.
With his attainments in the art of talismans, he was not qualified to study real soul-suppressing talismans, but when he was going down the mountain, the master suddenly gave him the soul-suppressing talisman and asked him to feel it and study it when he had time. As a result, it was five...
Year.
"After five years of soul-suppressing, your soul has been tempered like this, and you can expect a bright future." Nangong Yun said seriously, "When you enter the aura realm, you will know the benefits of a strong soul."
"What does breath realm mean?" Chu Chen couldn't help but ask.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Chen suddenly felt that Nangong Yun in front of him suddenly became extremely tall, like a giant peak, carrying a strong oppressive aura. Chu Chen felt that as long as Nangong Yun had a thought, he could tear him apart.
The feeling of being broken.
Soon, Nangong Yun returned to normal.
"Do you feel it?" Nangong Yun smiled, "This is the aura state. In layman's terms, it is momentum. However, this is not an aura that pretends to scare people. It is a real 'momentum' that can defeat the enemy with just one look. The aura state
, it is to present the Qi cultivated in the Dantian in a certain way."
"Sister Jun, are you in the breath realm now?" Chu Chen was curious. He had never asked the realms of several masters.
Nangong Yun blinked, "Guess."
Chu Chen, "..."
Something flew in front of his eyes, and Chu Chen quickly caught it. It was a copper-green flute.
"Let's play Requiem." Nangong Yun said.
Chu Chen took a look at Dizi, the nine branches of Jiuxuanmen, Nangong Yun's branch, majoring in 'music'.
Feeling the coolness coming from the flute, Chu Chen immediately put his mind away, and soon, the flute sounded.
Chu Chen and Song Yan’s nest.
Song Yan was lying on the bed with her eyes open.
She couldn't sleep.
Chu Chen's master is so young and beautiful. She is so kind to Chu Chen.
Tomorrow is the day when Beichen's medicine is officially put on the shelves, which will definitely have a huge impact on Chancheng's medicine market.
The bracelet given by Sister Jun is so beautiful.
Song Yan was thinking about all kinds of things in her head.
Suddenly, the sound of a flute came to my ears.
Song Yan thought the flute sound was quite pleasant at first, "Why is there suddenly a flute sound in the middle of the night?" However, gradually, sleepiness came over her, and Song Yan also felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her mind was in a mess.
The thought disappeared...
After finishing the song "Requiem", Chu Chen looked at Nangong Yun with some uneasiness.
Although stepping into the level of an innate warrior gave him a deeper understanding of the performance of "Requiem", after all, he had not practiced it for five years and was a bit rusty.
Nangong Yun looked at Chu Chen with a smile and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Chu Chen stretched out his hand.
Nangong Yun took the flute, then slapped it down, "Hmph, let's see if you still dare to be lazy."
"Again."
After the song, there was another sound of high-fives.
After repeating it several times, Nangong Yun was finally satisfied and said, "Go back to sleep. To be honest, after five years since you came down the mountain, I haven't experienced the master's addiction for a long time."
Chu Chen:???
He didn't dare to ask any more questions and left in a hurry.
Sister Jun was obviously playing with him.
Early the next morning, Song Yan opened her eyes, sat up, and stared at herself.
When she woke up, Song Yan felt that she was in an excellent mental state.
I was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep last night, but then the mysterious flute sound came...
"The sound of the flute actually has a hypnotic effect?" Song Yan was stunned. After getting up and washing up, she saw that the door of Chu Chen's room was still closed. She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but knock on the door, "Chu Chen, get up.
Oh, have you forgotten what day it is today?"
This chapter has been completed!