Afterwards, everyone left the Tianxuan Palace. Yuan Futu walked on the bluestone steps, looked at Nangong Qiushui beside him, and wondered: "You clearly killed those two guys, why are they counted on me?"
There was a strange arc in the corner of Nangong Qiushui's mouth, and he said calmly: "I don't care what you were like before, but now that you have stepped into the Tianxuan Sword Sect and inherited the mantle of the elder, you can't lose his people."
Yuan Futu could see that Fang really held a lot of weight in Nangong Qiu Shui's heart, but he was certain that she was not the same type of person as the yin and yang weird Shen Wuyu.
But at this moment, Shen Wuyu also walked out of the palace, saw Yuan Futu, and said with a deep smile: "I heard from Pang De that the two of you made an appointment to fight at the Sword Discussion Conference. Is there such a thing?"
Yuan Futu said: "Yes, I have wanted to beat up such a lecherous person for a long time!"
Shen Wuyu's expression changed slightly and said: "Although I can arrange such an opportunity for you, Pang De is the most promising person among the new generation of inner disciples to inherit the "Tianxuan Sword Art". If you want to challenge him, you must first go through it. After several rounds of martial arts trials, I hope you have the strength to endure until then." After saying that, he hunched over and slowly walked down the steps.
Yuan Futu curled his lips and said, "You are so arrogant. The lower beam is not straight and the upper beam is crooked. There is such a disciple and there is such a master. They are all not good people."
Nangong Qiushui frowned slightly and said, "Pound is much stronger than you, why do you want to compete with him?"
Yuan Futu laughed bitterly, "Some things can be done regardless of the outcome, but they must be done. If we don't beat this despicable guy like Pound to the ground, our happiness in the rest of our lives will be uncertain."
At that time, in front of Lin Wan'er, she boldly agreed to a sword fight. In fact, from the beginning to the end, she wanted to win the favor of this fairy.
Nangong Qiushui heard the hidden meaning in his words and couldn't help but sneered twice and said: "Your shameless character has the charm of Mr. Fang when he was young. You were such a bastard."
Although Yuan Futu didn't know what Fang Huanzhen had done when he was young, he seemed to have an extraordinary friendship with Nangong Qiushui.
Yuan Futu stood on the steps, watching the two elders gradually walking away. He felt that he was definitely the weakest elder in history. Shen Wuyu's strength was unfathomable. Although he didn't know what kind of energy he was practicing, he didn't see it. Even worse than Sword Twelve, and Nangong Qiushui's dark energy power is at its peak. Looking at the entire imperial court, there are not many people who can match her in this aspect.
Although he had obtained the Black Rock Follower Stone, his current cultivation level was not suitable for setting up the black earth gale formation. Yuan Futu was not in a hurry to practice the formation. He looked up at the dim sky and turned towards Lin Wan'er. Walking to her residence, she should have returned from Baji Jianlu by now.
While walking on the road, Yuan Futu was thinking about Lin Wan'er's beautiful face and enchanting figure. After all, he had touched her hand and slept on her bed, so the relationship should have progressed. However, when he walked over, he found something. A female waitress walked out of the courtyard, carrying a vegetable box in her hand.
"Miss Wan'er, don't you have an appetite?" Although cultivators rarely eat, these ingredients are processed by Lingbao, and their nourishing effect on the human body is more effective than those century-old ginseng, God Snow Lotus, so people here do not Don't resist.
The waitress lowered her head and said respectfully: "Senior Sister Wan'er has left. She said she was going to retreat to practice. I don't know when she will come out."
Yuan Futu raised his eyebrows and said depressedly: "What's going on? She is also my swordsman after all. She goes into seclusion as long as she says it. Then leave me here to wait for someone to help me practice. It's really unreasonable."
The waitress lowered her head and muttered: "I'm just here to clean the courtyard..."
"I don't blame you." Yuan Futu waved his hand and couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Wan'er had swallowed the Jade God Pill and had made considerable progress in her practice at Baji Jianlu these days. It seemed that she had encountered a bottleneck.
If you suddenly choose to retreat, is it going to break through the peak of Hunyuan?
Thinking of this, most of the depression in his heart has been eliminated. He knows that Wan'er's life experience is unusual, so he practices extremely hard and will not miss any opportunity. Since he has touched that realm, practicing in seclusion is the best choice.
But wouldn’t it be boring to practice without a beautiful woman to accompany you? Yuan Futu shook his head and sighed: “Well, since you have gone into seclusion, I have to go back and practice hard. If you come out and find that I still have this virtue,
That's so shameless... By the way, do you know where Wan'er goes to retreat?"
"It should be among the mountains in the northwest. I don't know which peak. It is full of spiritual energy and undisturbed. Many inner disciples will practice there." The little maid knew quite a lot.
He said it very neatly.
Yuan Futu nodded and glanced at the wing on the inner side of the courtyard. He seemed to be still recalling the fragrance of that night. He turned around and left with some reluctance, returning to the house in the bamboo forest.
At night, he sat cross-legged on the hardwood bed, feeling the changes in the sea of souls in his body. He found that the absorbed medicinal power gradually settled down, nourishing this part of the human body. The secret realm was growing at an alarming rate. It must be said that the Chaos Spiritual Treasure
The power of digestion is really astonishing. If it were an ordinary person, either the Yuanshenhai would be exploded by the power of the medicine, or it would be unable to be absorbed and excreted from the body, resulting in a waste of natural resources.
Now the speed at which he absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth and transforms it is much faster than before.
Yuan Futu didn't have a weapon of his own yet. He was determined to awaken the innate spiritual treasure, so he had no idea of looking for a replacement before that. He just pointed his fingers like a sword and poured his energy into his fingertips, suddenly forming a long
About two inches of sword light, this sword light appears earthy yellow, but it is a pure earth energy.
His sword light is very short, and after all, his strength is only in the early stages, so it is quite difficult to release his energy.
"The "Earth God Technique" is a third-level Kung Fu book. It is unpredictable. Although it is very powerful, it requires a high level of realm. I am afraid that it will not be able to go further in the short term, but the destructive power of the Earth Thorns is too weak..."
Yuan Futu was thinking about it in his mind, and suddenly thought of the sword formula on the Tianxuan cliff. His eyes lit up and he said: "Sword formulas are moves, and earth stabs are also moves. If the artistic conception of "Tianxuan Sword formula" can be integrated into earth
Will it be more powerful if it is stabbed?"
On a whim, Yuan Futu was immediately eager to give it a try. However, although he had experienced the powerful sword power of the "Tianxuan Sword Art" from his first sect leader, he could still use his brave sword to kill eight desolates with his current state.
That's all.
He took a deep breath and stood in front of the window, looking at the bamboo forest that became increasingly quiet in the dark night. His hands slowly formed a strange seal on his chest, and his fingers bloomed like monster chrysanthemums.
It was extremely strange, and the earth energy also jumped up, causing a small piece of earth-yellow halo to wander in the surrounding void.