Late in the evening, Ye Changkong left the martial arts arena.
Passing through the weapons room corridor connecting the martial arts field to the courtyard, a feeble shouting could be heard.
"Ye Changkong, if you have the ability, come out and go to Qingyuntai with me."
"What's the point of hiding like a tortoise?"
Ye Changkong frowned slightly and saw several figures staggering in front of the courtyard gate.
These people were lying or sitting, shouting one sentence at a time.
"He's out, Tang Qi, he's out."
Seeing Ye Changkong's figure in the courtyard, Chu Yun immediately sat up straight, with a nervous look on his face.
The spirits of Tang Qi and the others around him were immediately shaken, and they all looked at him warily.
"What a bunch of brownies. I dare not fight them, so what's the point of just staying here?"
Looking at the Tianyun Peak disciples outside the courtyard, Ye Changkong was angry and funny.
Shaking his head, he called over a handyman disciple who was watering flowers and weeding in the courtyard, asked him to close the courtyard door, and then walked straight towards the bathroom.
After taking a comfortable hot bath and lying on the bed, Ye Changkong murmured: "Sister Yaoyao, didn't you say you wanted to give me a surprise?"
"Close your eyes." Qin Yaorao said softly.
Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Changkong suddenly felt a strange power being released from the Dream Bead in his Dantian and spreading throughout his body.
Within a few breaths, a strong sense of sleepiness hit Ye Changkong, making him feel dizzy.
It was in Ye Changkong's sleepy state that the dream beads in the sea of ​​air were gurgling.
Every time the black-gray Dream Bead trembles, a cloud of mist spreads out.
The gray haze-like mist was like a black hole spiral, swallowing up all his consciousness.
"here it is?"
When Ye Changkong's consciousness was completely swallowed up, he suddenly found himself in a gray space: "The space in the Dream Bead?"
"Yes, this is the dreamland of time."
Qin Yaorao's enchanting figure slowly emerged in this gray space.
As Qin Yaorao's figure emerged, color began to appear in this gray space.
Like a painting, each real object is sketched out, the bluestone tile floor, the three-meter-high sword test stone...
But for a moment, the sword field in the martial arts field in the courtyard seemed to be completely cloned here, making it impossible to distinguish reality from fiction.
"Time dreams can change the time flow between dream time and reality."
Qin Yaoruo twisted her sexy waist without looking at Yingying's hand, and walked slowly to Ye Changkong: "My current soul power can only make the time in the dream twice as long as in the real world."
"That is to say, I practiced in the time dream for two hours, and only one hour passed in the outside world?"
There was unconcealable joy on Ye Changkong's face. Although he heard Qin Yaoruo mention the dream of time several times, he never expected that he actually had such a magical ability.
"Doesn't that mean that as long as I stay in this time dream every day, it means that I have twice as much time to practice as ordinary people?
Ye Changkong's heart was beating loudly. What's the worst thing about him now?
It's just time!
There is only half a month left before the competition, and it will be difficult to make another big breakthrough.
But now, Qin Yaorao has the ability to open the time dream in the Dream Bead, which is completely different.
Half a month, to him, is equivalent to a month!
"It's pretty beautiful to think about."
Qin Yaoruo chuckled and said in a soft voice: "Sister, my soul is very weak now. I can only support twice the time of the time dream for five hours. After that, I have to cultivate for five hours. I can't open it again until I recover.
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Seeing Qin Yaoruo raising her head and smiling coquettishly, her clothes were pulled up tightly to her body, outlining her graceful and concave body, Ye Changkong was in awe.
"The time difference of twice as long as five hours is a little less, but it's better than nothing."
After whispering to the little demon in his heart, Ye Changkong suddenly said: "By the way, Sister Yaoyao, last time I asked you how to quickly repair your soul, but you haven't told me yet."
"Let's wait until you enter the inner gate of Qingyun Sect."
Qin Yaoruo felt Ye Changkong's fiery gaze and was not angry. Instead, she chuckled and said, "By then, you should also be qualified to become a soul cultivator."
"Soul Raider? What is that?"
Ye Changkong looked confused. He knew about alchemists, formation masters, and spiritual weapon masters, but he had never heard of soul cultivators.
Is the Soul Cultivator a profession that can raise souls and summon evil spirits to help them fight?
Just when Ye Changkong was making random guesses, Qin Yaorao made a swipe of his jade hand in the air, and an epee appeared from above Ye Changkong's head and fell down.
Ye Changkong immediately reached out to take it, and immediately felt a heavy hand, which made it difficult for him to hold it with one hand.
"Isn't this in a dream? Why, how could it be so heavy?" Ye Changkong held the heavy sword and felt very incredible.
"The time dream is not an ordinary dream. Except for the different speed of time loss, it is no different from the real world."
Hearing what Qin Yaorao said, Ye Changkong felt relieved.
This Dream Bead is really a miraculous thing, and I don’t know who has such great magical power to refine it.
The next time passed quickly and was very fulfilling.
During the day, in the training room in the courtyard, he practiced the Immortal God Emperor Technique with the help of the Soul Gathering Crystal and the Green Spirit Liquid.
At night, I practiced the stabbing sword in the dreamland of time, and not a single moment of time was wasted.
Ye Changkong's own learning ability is very strong. After integrating some of Qin Yaorao's soul talents, his talents are far beyond those of his peers.
In just a few days, he completely mastered the essence of the stabbing sword and began to practice the Dian Cang Sword Technique.
Cultivation is timeless, and more than ten days are just a fleeting moment for Ye Changkong, who is immersed in cultivation.
The Dian Cang Sword Technique, a low-grade Xuan-level swordsmanship, has reached the entry-level level after more than ten days of hard training.
In the realm of cultivation, he has gone one step further and entered the fourth main line of the warrior. He has entered the fourth level of the Chongmai realm and is not far away from breaking through the fifth main line of the warrior.
On this day, sonorous sounds echoed endlessly in the dreamland of time.
Ye Changkong held the Dark Iron Heavy Sword in one hand and stabbed out one sword after another. After each sword passed, he would pause for a moment and carefully reflect on the charm of the sword.
Qin Yaoruo was lying on a rattan chair that he had transformed into a cane chair, looking leisurely at Ye Changkong who was concentrating on practicing his sword.
When~click~
The tip of the dark iron heavy sword hit the boulder again, making a muffled sound. The boulder cracked like a spider web, and then shattered into a pile of rubble.
"The power of this sword is still not fully concentrated on the tip of the sword."
Ye Changkong frowned. The boulder in front of him was already the eighth one he had broken tonight, but it still failed to improve Dian Cang's swordsmanship.
The sound of the boulders breaking made Qin Yaorao frown. She raised her hand, and another sword-testing stone appeared in the dream of time: "The Dian Cang Sword Technique is about condensing the power into one point, and
It’s not about relying on the brute strength of the epee to strike the sword, but technique, do you understand the technique?”
"I will demonstrate it one last time. There will be a big competition the day after tomorrow. Whether you can master the Dian Cang Sword Technique is up to you."
As he finished speaking, an epee appeared out of thin air in Qin Yaorao's hand, and a sword-testing stone appeared in front of him.
Her figure suddenly moved, and she struck out at an extremely fast speed. The heavy sword in her hand struck out several times at an extremely tricky angle.
Every time the sword is used and the tip of the epee is released, there is a flash of light. This light is not very conspicuous, but its existence can be clearly felt.
Click~click~click!~
Each sword was like piercing tofu, piercing through the sword test stone and making a crisp reverberating sound.
These consecutive sword strikes not only completely penetrated the sword test stone, but also did not cause any stone chips to fall off.
"do you understand."
The heavy sword and the sword-testing stone in Qin Yaorao's hand disappeared, and she lay on the wicker chair again.
During her lifetime, she did not use heavy swords, but she saw Ye Changkong practicing swords here every day. She was bored in every way, so she practiced a few moves, and then she mastered the Dian Cang Sword Technique, a low-level Xuan-level sword technique.
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Compared to Ye Changkong, who has been practicing hard here for more than ten days and is still just getting started, the talents between the two are truly as good as heaven and earth.
"Sister Yaoyao, do you think everyone has your evil talent?"
If he hadn't known that Qin Yaorao was a supreme human emperor, Ye Changkong would never have believed that there was such a talented and evil person in the world.
Ye Changkong curled his lips, and after finishing speaking, he began to think thoughtfully, immersed in the swords Qin Yaoruo had just made.
After a long time, he had an epiphany and drew the black iron heavy sword towards the sword test stone in front of him again.
Ding!~
He seemed to have mastered the trick with this sword. The sound of the sword hitting the boulder had changed from the dull impact to a crisp sound, just like a long sword hitting the boulder.
And the blade of the dark iron epee in his hand was mostly submerged into the sword test stone. It was as easy as breaking through tissue paper with the sword, and even the stone chips that flew out were much less.
This sword allowed Ye Changkong to tear through the barrier of Dian Cang's sword technique.
Each subsequent sword strike was more skillful than the last, and there was even a vague hint of sharpness on the tip of the dull heavy sword.
One after another, the sword testing stones were pierced, and they were full of holes of the same size. Ye Changkong repeatedly drew the sword, without any boring feeling, but with a kind of determination and perseverance.
Tomorrow is the big competition. If he can practice Dian Cang Sword Technique to a small degree, he will have a greater chance of getting into the top ten again and entering the inner sect.
Cha!~
A crisp echo came out, and a huge stone in front of him was hit by the tip of the dark iron heavy sword, and the point where it hit was completely penetrated.
When he pointed out the sword, there was clearly a sharp sword light flickering at the tip of the sword.
"It's finally done!"
Looking at his masterpiece in front of him, Ye Changkong shouted excitedly.
"It's enlightening."
A smile appeared on Qin Yaoruo's lips, and with a wave of her hand, she expelled the excited Ye Changkong from the dreamland of time.
Ye Changkong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and looked at the light shining on the ground from the window gap. He realized that it was already dawn. One night was equivalent to two nights in the time dream, and he could get up so quickly.
It's past.
After washing up and walking out of the room, I discovered that there was a beautiful figure in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!