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Chapter 3 Fighting for fate

The inflammatory poison in the blood was as hot as magma, the whole body became extremely hot, and blood even overflowed from the eye sockets.

Si Xueyi felt as if she had been thrown into magma and was about to melt at any moment. Her entire body was in excruciating pain.

More troublesome than the severe pain in the body is the desire to kill in the mind.

Si Xueyi did not panic, everything was as expected.

He tried hard to control his emotions and took out a jade bottle from his arms, which contained the blood-eating pill he had refined.

In his previous life, in addition to martial arts, he also knew something about refining medicine, music, and formations.

Blood-eating Pill can temporarily suppress the negative factors of dragon blood, but long-term use can also cause drowsiness and decadence.

This is the reason why he has often been sleepy in the past three years. It is not easy to secretly refine the Blood-eating Pill. Si Xueyi is very careful when taking it.

After looking at the dozen or so blood-devouring pills left in the bottle, Si Xueyi gritted his teeth and poured them all into his mouth.

He completely cut off his own escape route.

When the elixir took effect, the blood in Si Xueyi's eyes faded, and the scorching red body also gradually decreased.

It was replaced by endless sleepiness, and consciousness continued to dissipate.

"Did I...forgot something..."

"Xuanlong Tower?"

"No matter what, I'm so sleepy, so sleepy..."

Before going to bed, Si Xueyi struggled hard, but he was too sleepy.

I slept for two days and two nights.

Si Xueyi was unconscious in his sleep, but what he said caused a huge stir in Canglan College, turning everything into a mess.

Xuanlong Tower is a forbidden area in the academy, but not everyone can break through it.

It is both a forbidden place and a supreme treasure.

Those who break through the barrier have a narrow escape, but once they break through the barrier, the benefits they reap are also unimaginable.

The number of places is limited. Only two people can pass the level within a year. Each person has only one chance to pass the level. Each time the forbidden area is opened, a lot of resources are consumed.

Only the best disciples will have the opportunity to compete for the qualifications of Xuanlong Pagoda.

If other disciples from outside the list said they wanted to break into the Xuanlong Tower, it would not cause any trouble, because they would not have the qualifications.

If you say you want to break through, you must first be qualified.

But Si Xueyi is different!

Three years ago, he and Feng Yueyu were called the Lingxiao Twins, and their heavenly soul power shocked Qingxuan.

The dean of Canglan College immediately promised to give the two of them the privilege of entering the Black Dragon Tower once, as long as they ask for it, they can do so at any time.

No one objected at that time. After all, it was a Tianpin bone, which had been rare to see in Cangxuan Mansion for hundreds of years.

Three years have passed, and Feng Yueyu has lived up to everyone's expectations and has entered the realm of Zhenxuan. She can be said to be the light of the sky, considering that she is only seventeen years old.

But Si Xueyi was different. Three years later, he was still in the state of acquired nature. Not to mention compared to Feng Yueyu, he was even inferior to the most ordinary disciples on the outside list.

If the qualification to break through was given to Si Xueyi, too many people would be unconvinced.

"The dean actually agreed to open the Black Dragon Tower for him!"

"This is ridiculous. There are so many people queuing up but they can't get in. Isn't it a waste of space to give it to Si Xueyi?"

"The dean may also have difficulties. He has no chance to go back on what he promised personally."

"If I were Si Xueyi, I would give up on my own initiative. How can a person who is about to be forced to retreat have any face?"

"How shameless!"

"Canglan College has been established for 900 years, and there has never been such a shameless person. He really doesn't deserve it."



There are endless rumors and discussions in the college.

When Si Xueyi woke up, it was already noon two days later.

"Comfortable!"

Under the ancient tree, Si Xueyi stretched and felt refreshed. He had never slept so comfortably in his life.

The dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on that handsome face, adding a little halo and a hazy and soft beauty.

"Xuanlong Tower..." Si Xueyi finally remembered that he had forgotten something.

Suddenly, he glanced over and found a secret book on the stone table in the courtyard.

"You don't have these things before going to bed, do you?"

Si Xueyi's pale and handsome face showed a look of doubt, then she stood up and walked over.

"Tian Shui Gun Technique."

Si Xueyi picked up the secret book and looked at it, and was immediately relieved.

It's not a peerless magical skill, it's a mysterious level marksmanship that can only be practiced by Canglan Academy's Tianbang disciples.

The skills in this world are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. The yellow level is the lowest but also valuable.

As for Xuan-level martial arts, even Canglan Academy doesn't have many of them.

Tianshui Spear requires a very high level of understanding to practice. It is difficult to get started and even harder to master, and the threshold is ridiculously high.

Those who can master this marksmanship are the best among all.

It should have been given by Feng Yueyu, this girl has always been a bit arrogant.

Si Xueyi put down the secret book and pondered in silence.

"Senior Brother Xueyi, you're awake!"

Just as Si Xueyi was deep in thought, a crisp and lively laughter sounded outside the courtyard door.

A beautiful girl with silver hair and a perfect figure walked towards him.

The silver-haired girl is not very old. In addition to her pure and beautiful face, she also has a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as stars.

"Duanmu Xi, why are you here?" Si Xueyi said in surprise.

Duanmuxi, one of the three beauties of Canglan College, is talented, intelligent, and has excellent bones. Her silver hair shines brightly wherever she goes.

"Humph, why can't I come!"

She walked in carelessly, holding the box in her hands. She was familiar with the place, and it was obviously not her first time here.

When the box was opened, a gorgeous white gown was neatly folded inside. In addition to the dress, there were also jade pendants, belts and various accessories.

While Duanmuxi was busy, he complained: "No wonder you are annoying, I managed to get here without telling Senior Sister Feng."

"Hey, this secret book was given by Senior Sister Feng, right?" Duanmu Xi stopped what he was doing and looked slightly startled after seeing Tian Shui's marksmanship.

"Probably so." Si Xueyi said.

Duanmuxi blinked and said with a smile: "You always make Senior Sister angry. Senior Sister Feng is still so kind to you. You should really reflect on it. But Senior Sister Feng, do you really think that you can practice in three days?"

To master this marksmanship?"

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "That's better than giving me a set of clothes."

"Who said that!"

Duanmuxi refused to accept it and said with a smile: "You look pretty good after cleaning yourself up. Good-looking people must have good luck."

When she said this, she paused and then said seriously: "Si Xueyi, do you know why I gave you this set of clothes?"

Si Xueyi was startled for a moment, he really couldn't remember clearly.

Seeing Duanmu Xi's serious expression, he tried to remember it and finally remembered it.

Three years ago, he did a favor for Duanmu Xi, and the other party asked him what he wanted in return.

It was such a small thing, Si Xueyi remembered that she casually said, "Let me prepare a set of white clothes when I break into the Black Dragon Tower."

"You really remember." Si Xueyi sighed and smiled bitterly.

"I will do what I promised you. Don't let me down. I believe you are still the talented boy you were three years ago."

Duanmuxi's eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, looking extremely cute.

"You've already prepared all the white clothes, then prepare a beautiful wine for me. The stronger the better, I will definitely pass the Black Dragon Tower!" Si Xueyi smiled and said seriously.

"You are really good at bragging, and you still want to drink. If you can survive, I will treat you as an extraordinary performer. There is only one day left, and you still want to drink, but there is no way!"

Duanmuxi smiled and turned around to leave without waiting for his reply.

She gave him long silver hair that shone in the sun.

Baiyi, secret book, Si Xueyi looked at the two objects in front of him, knowing that there was really no way out this time.

"No one really believes that I am a genius? Nine hundred years ago, when I was eighteen years old, I was a world-famous young king... To be honest, it's too difficult."

Si Xueyi smiled bitterly, a rare look of seriousness flashed across his lazy face. He took a step forward and grabbed the book of Tian Shui Gun Technique.

boom!

Then he threw it violently, and all the pages fell apart, flying in the air.

Si Xueyi spread his left hand, and the surge of true energy turned into the breeze, stirring the pages of the book and spinning around him.

There are three major realms in the Zhenxuan Realm: True Yuan, True Spirit and True Soul.

The Realm of True Yuan can refine the innate Qi into True Yuan, allowing the spiritual energy to undergo qualitative changes. In a strict sense, the Realm of True Yuan can activate martial arts.

The true spirit is the true essence that possesses spirituality and can blend with all things, and the power of the true essence also skyrockets.

As for the true soul, it is a qualitative change, which can condense the soul and let the martial arts will be released. Feng Yueyu is in this state.

Si Xueyi looked up, and the moves of Tianshui Thirteen Spears were constantly imprinted in his mind.

"The sea of ​​clouds has no limit."

"Tian Shui asks the moon."

"Heaven's heart picks up the moon."

"The fog is rising and the clouds are deep."



After just one repetition, Si Xueyi could not forget it. He could recite it backwards and forwards. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

In all directions around him, figures appeared one after another, holding long spears and practicing various changes in Tianshui's marksmanship.

When Si Xueyi opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed through him. He had already mastered this swordsmanship.

It was only then that the pages of the book fell to the ground.

Clang!

Si Xueyi reached out and pulled the spear from the weapons rack in the courtyard, then held it.

The cold light from the tip of the spear was sharp and extremely sharp.

Si Xueyi danced with the spear and performed it many times in succession, finally completing all the Tianshui Spear Techniques.

Any martial arts is divided into four realms: Beginner, Xiaocheng, Dacheng and Perfection, as well as the legendary fifth realm, Transformation.

Mastering one move is considered a beginner, mastering three or four moves is considered a small success, mastering eight or nine moves is considered a master, and practicing them all is considered complete.

Xuan-level martial arts only last for ten days and a half, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to even get started.

Not to mention the extremely high threshold of Tianshui marksmanship.

"This marksmanship is indeed a bit difficult. It took more than ten times of practice before it was perfected. It will take some time to transform." Si Xueyi whispered to himself.

If others heard this, they would probably vomit blood on the spot. You have completed it more than ten times and you are still not satisfied?

"not enough!"

Si Xueyi's long hair was flying, and his expression was cold and arrogant. He held the spear in both hands and danced it so fast that no one could see clearly.

The whistling sound of the spear tip piercing the air was as violent as a violent storm.

He looked crazy, as if he wanted to dissolve the loneliness and resentment accumulated over nine hundred years in this shooting technique.

A young man from nine hundred years ago dances with a spear in the night. The young man wants to fight the black dragon alone and fight for his life with the sky!

[For the time being, the new book is mainly archived, and the focus is still on completing the old book. A lot of effort has been put into this book. I hope everyone will collect it. 】

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