Si Xueyi's eyes shone brightly, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome cheeks.
The next time you meet the leader, you will definitely recognize each other and there will never be any hesitation.
Si Xueyi wanted to fall here, but she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, with a faint look of joy on her face.
He lived a new life and made friends with many good people.
There are also confidantes like Feng Yueyu and Duanmu Xi, and there is the Moonlight Sword Master who is infinitely tolerant of him.
There is also an innocent girl like Hong Yao, and there is also a sweet-tempered person like Xuan Ming in the Holy Courtyard.
But the grudges and grudges from the past life can never be forgotten.
Being able to see Yue Bingyun again, Si Xueyi regarded it as God's mercy and gave him a chance to make up for his debt.
There are no words to describe this excitement.
But he has been unable to recognize her for a long time, and even caused the other party to misunderstand. This kind of pain cannot be understood by outsiders.
"This time, I will never let you down."
Si Xueyi carefully put away the Qilin Jade Pendant, and then began to look at the secret realm of time and space.
This place is full of spiritual energy and the sun and moon alternate.
Everything he could see was green grass and red flowers. This was a spiritual valley where many spiritual fruits could be seen growing wantonly.
In the center of the valley plain, there is a stone platform for practice, with a futon placed on it.
Si Xueyi walked towards the futon. Flowers were blooming all around, and the fragrance was fragrant.
boom!
The moment he sat down on the futon, the formation began to rotate, and the speed of the sun above his head actually accelerated.
Wow!
Countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into the futon from various formations, and Si Xueyi instantly felt that his body was about to burst.
"What an outrageous aura!"
Si Xueyi was shocked, this was stronger than usual training with high-grade spiritual jade, it was simply unbelievable.
He didn't have time to think about it, and he used the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique to digest the spiritual energy in his body.
After the spiritual energy rotates for a week, it flows into Zifu and immediately turns into golden raindrops.
The nine-petal dragon lotus all bloomed, and it was devoured with incomparable greed.
"wonderful!"
Si Xueyi's lips curled up into a smile, this secret realm of time and space was truly a mysterious place.
Half a month later.
A dragon roar came from the secret realm of time and space, and Si Xueyi broke through the bottleneck and successfully reached the sixth level of dragon vein cultivation.
Another month passed.
Amidst the thunder and lightning, Si Xueyi roared and reached the realm of the seventh level of dragon veins where purple energy comes from the east.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi opened his eyes and looked at the big sun picture in the secret realm to condense the dragon essence.
After reaching the seventh level of Dragon Vein, the rapid advancement of cultivation finally slowed down.
Si Xueyi was not in a hurry, he tempered the dragon essence steadily and at the same time honed his divine dragon sword heart.
Under the light of the big sun, the Shenlong Sword Heart gradually condensed into substance in the mind, and countless threads were entangled and intertwined in the sea of consciousness.
Finally, when his cultivation reached the peak of the seventh level of Dragon Vein.
The sword intention threads in his sea of consciousness were completely intertwined and condensed together, turning into a golden sword pill.
"The sword's heart has become a substance, which can be regarded as entering the palace."
Si Xueyi murmured to herself, unable to hide the joy on her face.
Although he was not a sword cultivator in his previous life, he had met many important people and knew a lot about sword cultivators.
His father, Si Xueqing, is the best swordsman in the world.
The heart of the sword and the intention of the sword are different.
To put it bluntly, sword will is the will of martial arts. Anyone who is a swordsman will have it. It is nothing more than the difference between high and low, strong and weak.
But the heart of the sword is hard to come by, and many swordsmen who have reached the semi-saint or even holy realm cannot master the heart of the sword.
The heart of the sword is divided into five realms: shape transformation, energy creation, mountains and rivers, sky reflection, and sun and moon.
The Shenlong Sword Heart is condensed into a sword pill, which can be regarded as entering the palace and reaching the state of transformation into a small form.
"By mistake in this life, I actually mastered the heart of the sword. There is a destiny, father?"
Si Xueyi's expression was changing, and the image of Si Xueqing's sword flying across the sky thousands of miles away appeared in his mind, and the sky was split into two halves like a curtain.
Whoosh!
He put his fingers together and pointed upwards, and with the urging of his mind, the sword pills in the sea of consciousness turned into thousands of sword threads and flew away.
The sword thread wandered within the body, rushing towards the right hand.
When the sword thread came out and condensed into balls on the fingertips, a miniature sun seemed to appear on Si Xueyi's fingers together.
There was a loud explosion, and the terrifying sword intent swept out, wiping out everything within a thousand meters of it.
The ground seemed to have been washed away countless times by rain, and all the exotic flowers and plants were wiped out, leaving only the spotlessly clean ground.
And this was just the power of the sword intent, and the sword pill was still spinning at his fingertips.
Si Xueyi stabbed forward with his finger, and boom, the sword ball erupted into a dazzling beam of light.
The speed of light spreads all the way, and the air explodes layer by layer wherever it passes.
Finally, the beam of light stopped a thousand meters away. Si Xueyi raised his brows and suddenly turned his body.
Swish, swish, swish!
The beam of light rotated crazily, and the sword light shone dazzlingly, causing the secret realm of time and space to flicker.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi knelt on one knee, sweat dripping from his forehead.
He was so tired that he almost collapsed, his true energy and sword intent were completely exhausted, but his face could not stop showing excitement.
This sword's heart is a bit ridiculously strong!
"Dad, I seem to have experienced a little bit of the fun you had back then. This is swordsmanship, and this is what it feels like to be invincible."
Si Xueyi whispered to herself, with a smile on her face.
In the following time, Si Xueyi stabilized his cultivation and cultivated the Dragon Sword Heart.
Wait until one hundred days comes.
Si Xueyi's cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of Dragon Vein, and is only half a step away from the Daluo Golden Body.
Shenlong Kenshin is completely proficient.
It is no longer like the first time, where the real energy is exhausted after a little use. Now it can be freely used, and it can be freely used.
Si Xueyi calmed down and left the secret realm of time and space calmly.
Soon, he left the Longyuan Treasure House and saw the waiting Holy Lord Yanmiao.
The Holy King is as usual, wearing a purple and white garland and a brightly colored dress, lingering with pure natural beauty.
Seeing the mist is like seeing a lush green forest, always so fresh and lively.
"The peak of the seventh level of dragon vein!"
Saint Lord Yanmiao saw Si Xueyi's cultivation, a strange color flashed in his beautiful eyes, and praised: "Young man, you are really surprising. In one hundred days, you have broken through two realms in a row, Daluo Golden Body."
It’s only half a step away.”
She paused and continued: "I feel that you can enter the eighth level of Dragon Vein at any time. The Great Luo Golden Body seems to have no difficulty for you."
Si Xueyi was noncommittal.
He has the body of a divine dragon, and the Golden Body of Daluo, which is difficult for others, is indeed not too difficult for him.
It's just a matter of last minute, when the fate comes, you can master the Golden Body of Daluo with just one thought.
"The sword heart has become stronger again? The sword mark between your eyebrows still has some light."
Yan Miao stared at Si Xueyi's eyebrows.
The latter has withdrawn his sword, but the purple mark between his eyebrows still has not dissipated, exuding a shocking edge.
But having said that, this sword seal is really pretty.
Yan Miao secretly murmured in her heart that he was already good-looking, but now he has this purple mark.
The leader said that he was the reincarnation of a banished immortal, which was absolutely true.
She had never seen a banished immortal, but she thought that the banished immortal should look like Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi nodded and said: "The sword heart has indeed made some progress and has been condensed into a sword pill."
"oh oh."
Yan Miao nodded, but immediately woke up and said in surprise: "You said that you condensed the sword pill, didn't the sword heart reach the state of transformation? You have entered the palace!"
Si Xueyi blinked and said with a smile: "I can barely get on the table to eat."
Yan Miao smiled and said: "Young man, excessive modesty is the beginning of pride."
Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he smiled and said: "Pride is my original intention. This is what sword cultivators want to be. They must be sharp and arrogant. No one can be missing."
Yanmiao was amused by him and laughed, and said: "Let's go, come with me to see the leader."
Si Xueyi nodded and asked tentatively: "Sister, what does the chief want from me?"
When Shengjun Yanmiao heard her call her sister, his eyebrows bloomed and he said with a smile: "Do you know the Holy Feast of Qianqiu? It's not a grand feast, but a holy one. This place used to be the Holy Land of Qianqiu, and a feast was held every year.
The feast is once in a thousand years."
Si Xueyi's complexion changed slightly, how could he not know about the Qianqiu Holy Feast.
This was the thousand-year agreement between him and Yue Bingyun.
Yan Miao did not notice Si Xueyi's strange behavior and continued: "This Qianqiu Holy Banquet will be extremely grand. Even many hidden families and ancient sects outside the Tianxu Pure Land will participate. It is an unprecedented event."
Si Xueyi listened absently, his expression changing.
"The First Palace intends to formally train you so that you can maintain the dignity of the Holy Court during the Holy Banquet. After all, the Holy Court has long ceased to be the grand occasion where one hospital controlled nine sects."
Yanmiao was talking in front, then suddenly looked back.
She blinked and asked curiously: "Si Xueyi, what are you thinking about?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I'm shocked."
Yan Miao smiled and said: "It's okay to be shocked. Hey, you are holding something in your hand. You have been clenching your fist since you came out of the treasure house. What's going on?"
Saint Lord Yanmiao noticed something strange and said curiously.
She is very simple and has no other thoughts, she is just really curious.
"A jade pendant."
Si Xueyi thought about it and didn't hide it.
Seeing that Si Xueyi looked calm and not at all nervous, Yan Miao had no curiosity at all.
She smiled casually and said: "If you hold it so tightly, it couldn't be a gift from your beloved, right?"
Si Xueyi opened her mouth and was stunned for a moment.
Fortunately, Holy Lord Yanmiao had already turned around at this time, otherwise he would definitely have to continue questioning.
Si Xueyi smiled and said in her heart that it was naturally a gift from her beloved.
After half a cup of tea.
Holy Lord Yanmiao brought Si Xueyi to Wangyue Hall again. The smile on her face faded and she involuntarily became solemn.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but she was even more nervous than Si Xueyi.
rock!
Just when she was about to report outside the door, the ancient bronze door suddenly opened.
The light coming from the crack in the door turned from a crack into a sea in the blink of an eye, engulfing Si Xueyi and Yanmiao Shengjun.
Holy Lord Yanmiao said: "Young man, go in."
Si Xueyi nodded, holding the Qilin Jade Pendant, and walked in without looking back.