i have a sword fairy

Chapter 468 Cultivation Techniques from Outside the World

"Hey, Su Qingdai, my girl sleeps on a big bed, you go down to make a bed on the floor, do you understand?"

In the courtyard where Zhao Rong and the others stayed, in the west wing, a pretty girl with random double ponytails commanded arrogantly.

She pursed her lips slightly, and squinted at the woman in black skirt who was quietly reading a book at the table in the room.

"I won't sleep, I won't fight with you, I will rest quietly tonight." Su Qingdai shook her head, and turned another page of the book.

"Hmph, this is the best."

Xiaoqian'er nodded.

She was wearing a close-fitting thin nightgown, and her skin and hair exuded the fragrance after bathing. If she had slept in the same room with Zhao Rong in the past, Zhao Rong would have definitely "scented" her for a while, but tonight...

The little girl glanced at the quiet Su Qingdai, snorted softly, rolled over and got into the bed.

The room fell silent, only the sound of a woman flipping a book.

A dim lamp on Su Qingdai's desk lit up half of the room, while the other half was dark. Zhao Qian'er was covering her quilt and buried her head in sleep.

At a certain moment, the former raised his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of the dark bed where the latter was...

There was no movement.

Su Qingdai looked sideways, and glanced at the main room where a young Confucian scholar lived outside the window, where the lights were bright...

She stood up lightly.

Poured a cup of tea.

Return to the table and continue flipping through the book.

……

The courtyard is inside the house.

Zhao Rong glanced at the books and elixir placed on the table, and exhaled slightly.

Tonight, on the grounds that his cultivation had reached a critical period, he sent Xiao Qian'er to the West Chamber to sleep with Su Qingdai.

In Heart Lake, the existence of Gui has always been Zhao Rong's secret, so it is inconvenient for the little girl to be present.

As for Uncle Bai in the East Chamber, he wasn't here tonight. He greeted Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er soon after, and then left, saying that he was coming back tomorrow morning, and he didn't know why he was going.

Zhao Rong shook his head and didn't think much about it.

Well, maybe Uncle Xiaobai went to a place where sweating is very easy to solve the physiological needs of sweating, you have to understand.

After all, they are grown up and don't have a daughter-in-law yet. If they don't understand anything about picking up girls, they don't know how to put down their airs and ask him.

"This Xiaobai is too humble..."

At the table, the young Confucian scholar stroked the book and sighed.

He felt that he had to persuade Uncle Bai to go to that place less...

Afterwards, Zhao Rong shook his head, dispelled distracting thoughts, and began to quietly turn over the 'Martial Arts Diary' on the table...

……

midnight.

The more the young Confucian scholar read this diary, the more he sighed.

"Senior martial artist, the way to climb the mountain is to look up to the mountain."

Unconsciously, his impression of that rich man-like old man changed a lot.

This "serious diary" records a high-quality martial artist from the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, and experienced a lot of experience and understanding on the practice levels, giving Zhao Rong a feeling that he was watching "The Bearing of the Mountain".

This is a real warrior.

At least Zhao Rong felt that it was even harder than him.

But even though he sighed, he also held back and didn't go too far to read the content behind.

Right now, Zhao Rong just carefully read the description of the bottleneck of Fuyao Realm dozens of times.

After half an hour.

Zhao Rong suddenly put down the book, felt something in his heart, and began to walk and punch in the room, secretly guiding the red fire dragon among the meridians in his body to flow along a mysterious and mysterious vein route, and began to accumulate energy and pulse...

If you want to go to Fuyao, you must be able to run the Great Circumference, but now there is only one meridian that hinders the scarlet fire dragon in Zhao Rong's body from running the Great Circumference.

Therefore, he is only one step away from Fuyao Realm.

Zhao Rong knew that his talent was not good, so he could only rely on hard work and use all possible methods to push his pulse.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Zhao Rong, who was punching, was sweating profusely, exhausted, and entered the prepared medicinal bath to warm up.

In this tub, there are more than a dozen expensive potions, most of which were obtained from the treasury in the afternoon.

At this moment, Zhao Rong was resting his head on the edge of the bucket, his face was covered with a hot white towel, which was stained with some blood.

He didn't move, he seemed to be asleep, and then he seemed to be wandering.

Can't see the expression clearly.

At a certain moment, in the bathtub.

The man's whole body turned red, and the bath water also boiled, as if someone had suddenly thrown a red hot iron.

The fog is in the air.

It's the bath water that evaporates...

When I was young, when there were only six layers of water left in the tub, the boiling water finally calmed down slowly.

Inside the barrel, Confucian scholar suddenly raised his hand, pressed it on his face, and slowly wiped off the towel.

Zhao Rong was panting slightly, but his eyes were bright.

It's so bright!

He looked down at his hands and let out a long breath.

"Finally... Fuyao... Damn it."

Zhao Rong closed his eyes again, and began to guide the red fire dragon to run smoothly in the body.

From ascending to the sky to Fuyao, the aura in the body has not changed much, but it is extremely important to change from the small Zhoutian to the big Zhoutian!It paves the way for the subsequent rebirth of entering the Haoran Realm.

Therefore, the two realms of ascending to the sky and soaring to the sky are the foundation of the foundation, and it is all the kung fu of water grinding.

Of course, geniuses like Qingjun and Qian'er are exceptions.

Su Qingdai should also be the same. Although she is not as evil as Qingjun, it should be very easy for her to ascend to the sky. Never showed it, but carefully helped out with advice.

At this moment, the young Confucian scholar soaked in the bathtub full of medicine dregs, savoring it carefully for a while. After a while, he stood up from the water and put on his clothes.

He brushed his black hair as he walked towards the table.

"Guild, wake up, sir, I'm in Fuyao..."

Having just broken through, for the young Confucian scholar who can finally break the lust and abstinence, it is no less than a title on the gold list.

According to the pre-determined method, he gently called the sleeping sword spirit in the heart lake a few times.

Soon, the sword spirit Youyou, who did not know how old the years were, woke up.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, what's the matter... Hey, you've finally turned upside down?"

Gui was slightly confused, with a feeling of daze after a long sleep.

"What is finally, isn't this simple?"

Hearing someone say such big words, Guike didn't feel sleepy anymore, and suddenly woke up a little bit.

"Oh, it's just you? You're still ashamed to say that."

Zhao Rong frowned suddenly, "Hiss, wait a minute, why is your voice so nasty all of a sudden? Why does it sound a bit silly, come on, let's forget about hermaphrodites, but don't be arrogant, this disgusting job."

In short, male copper claws...

Gui: "..."

I don't know if it was because Zhao Rong hadn't heard Gui speak for a long time, but when he heard it suddenly, he found that his voice was a little different after waking up.

It's less muffled, more crisp, and has a laziness of just waking up

Especially Gui Gang's 'yin and yang strange energy', Zhao Rong could hear some annoyance for no reason.

Damn, disgusting.

The young Confucian scholar looked disgusted and his tone was puzzled.

Gui was silent for a while, and suddenly cursed: "Fuck off! Fuck you. You've been thinking about something messy all day long."

Zhao Rong didn't know that this scolding actually made him suffer a lot.

At this time, the voice of the scolding voice returned to a bit low and hoarse, with a rebellious tone, but the voice was still brighter like a wind chime.

But Zhao Rong heaved a sigh of relief, he was very receptive to being scolded, and said happily: "Not bad, this is you, return to the Great Sword Spirit, please swear a little more, hurry up, I owe you a lot of scolding."

"..." Sword Spirit.

"You fucking bitch, give me a run for it!" Gui was angry and speechless.

Zhao Rong felt refreshed after being scolded.

He glanced out the window, only to see that the lights in the west wing had gone out, and Xiao Qian'er and Su Qingdai should have fallen asleep.

So, the young Confucian scholar went to close the window while listening to the curse words of a certain sword spirit with a very high repetition rate.

Zhao Rong returned to the table and sat down, waved his hands carelessly and said:

"Okay, okay, stop scolding, and take a rest."

"I'm about to scold you, but you owe it to me!"

"Okay, then I'll scold you later. By the way, I'm asking you, how are you preparing for my Fuyao Realm cultivation technique? Before you went to sleep, didn't you tell me that you still have something to remember? Although I don’t know what sleep has to do with memories, but you say yes.”

Sword Spirit snorted twice, "Hey, Mr. Zhao is really different when he arrives in Fuyao Realm. He speaks louder. I don't even feel that I am worthy of you."

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, "All right, all right, you can scold or get angry first, and I'll ask after you're done."

"Hmph, it's boring." Gui was very arrogant.

If you beg me, I will stop scolding you.

Zhao Rong knew it would do this, so he nodded:
"Then let's get down to business. I remember that before, you told me that my vision of transforming a dragon, which absorbs well water and dragon energy, might be suitable for practicing an ancient kung fu that you remember? Have you remembered it? "

Gui curled his lips, "I'm ready, but you are the slowest, so I have the nerve to remind you."

Zhao Rong ignored it and said directly: "What kind of exercise are you talking about?"

The tone is curious.

Gui didn't make trouble anymore at this time, and after being quiet for a while, he suddenly said: "Do you still remember... On the way to Duyou City when I first set off, I once said to you when I was chatting with you, when I was wandering in the starry sky outside the world, At the edge of Suzaku's heart, I witnessed a strange fight."

Zhao Rong nodded vigorously: "Why don't you remember? This is the most powerful act of pretense that I have seen so far."

He thought for a while and said sincerely, "Are you coming again?"

Gui: "..."

It paused for a while, ignored someone, and continued:
"At that time, I witnessed a not-so-small world, which was torn apart by a warrior and a monster... Well, the valiant warrior won the fight, and later."

Zhao Rong patted his legs and interrupted: "Later he was also killed by you, I know."

When the words fell, he shook his head and sighed:
"Unfortunately, this senior martial artist has just finished a bloody battle, and he is probably exhausted to death. Well, do you think it is easy to overturn a fierce monster and smash another plane? In the end, you, Gui Dajianxian, directly Jumped out from the corner, and jumped on it vigorously... Well, some people don't talk about martial arts, I won't say who it is."

The sword spirit who doesn't talk about martial arts: "???"

Zhao Rong comforted: "But it's true, after all, you can win, it's not shabby, return, you don't have to feel too guilty."

Gui scolded anxiously: "You fucking fart, I didn't sneak attack!"

I don't know why, when I stay with this broken sword master, it just looks more and more unpleasant, and my heart is full of anger.

If someone dared to take a closer look at it before it fell, the ashes would be blown away, let alone someone like him who speaks casually and cleverly in front of it...

Jian Ling couldn't help scolding Zhao Rong a few more times, and then spoke arrogantly and despised him:

"Oh, so at first glance, you are a layman who doesn't understand anything."

Zhao Rong said softly: "Understood, understood, you are not a sneak attack, this is called... a strategic appearance, right? It means the same as a strategic retreat."

I was in a hurry: "Zhao Rong, fuck your uncle! I came out at the right time, but contrary to what you said, this martial artist with a very strange way was the most energetic and energetic at the moment when he killed the monster. At its peak!"

"Oh?" Zhao Ronggao glanced at it.

Jian Ling proudly said, "For this kind of peak martial artist who has become a god in the flesh, as long as he still has the spirit, he will become more and more courageous in the battle. Step, and this seat, picked him at the peak of the time, sent out the sword, and killed him. Besides."

It paused.

"It's your fault. I didn't expect so many old guys to dare, but you, an old guy, dared to go up. It's amazing." Zhao Rong raised his brows and asked curiously: "Eh, what's more."

"Get out, you're just an old guy." Guihui cursed, and then said: "Hmph, you know, at the beginning, the opponent of this martial artist, that is, the monster, who was its body? ? Why did they fight?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and felt that it was beyond his imagination for the time being, and shook his head, "I don't know, uh, as for why they fought... Could it be that they didn't like each other, 'what do you look at', 'what do you look at', Then there was a fight; or is it... grabbing territory?"

"Seize the place and blow up the territory? Is this how you rob the territory?"

"..." Zhao Rong.

"Ahem, that's true."

Guihu said seriously: "That's... a demonic dragon, but there are too many dragon descendants in the heavens and myriad realms. Seeing that our dragons in the Xuanhuang Realm are different, they are also different from the dragon girls I raised before. Anyway, the main body should be There is no doubt that the dragon descendant is stronger than almost all the dragon descendants I have seen before."

"And that martial artist, after forcibly tearing the evil dragon in half, smashing the pill to practice his soul in the blood mist, ate the blood of the dragon... The spirit is more exuberant."

After thinking about it, he said firmly:

"The dragon's surging dragon energy and blood body should have benefited the unknown skills he practiced. At that time, I saw with my own eyes that this martial artist became stronger and became a little strange. Even his physical body began to spontaneity. Ingesting the luck of the broken world on the other side... You may not know what this means, this luck... I will tell you later."

It paused, its tone inexplicable.

"So, this weird warrior and that monster fought in the dark, probably in order to eat each other. They took some kind of similar path, and they wanted to use each other to complement their own way."

Sword Spirit has a very high level of knowledge, and has glimpsed many things from it.

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought of the matter of transforming the dragon in his body, which was also absorbing and transforming the dragon energy, but this transformation was a bit unknown.

And this outsider martial artist who he didn't know, who came from tens of thousands of years ago, became even more vigorous, good guy, he was eaten raw.

Zhao Rong let out a breath and sighed: "Could it be...hasn't he considered grilling? Such a big dragon..."

Return: "???"

"Isn't it too clean to eat raw? Look at me, I absorb the well water and dragon gas, and I use tea to drink, so I must be hygienic."

He nodded, elegance never going out of style.

"...So what if he grills and eats, and what if he doesn't grill? Does this have anything to do with what I want to say?"

"I'm just curious."

"Don't you understand the point of this seat? Is this seat talking about whether the magic dragon wants to barbecue? Zhao Rong, I will burn your uncle!" Jian Ling was angry, and later even 'this seat 'I forgot to say both words.

Zhao Rong coughed, stopped thinking about it, and returned to the topic, "So, Gui, you mean..."

"That's right, what I'm talking about is the out-of-boundary kung fu practiced by this eccentric warrior. It doesn't belong to the Xuanhuang Realm..." Jianling paused for a moment, then snorted softly, "Well, but from now on, it will belong."

The spirit of the young Confucian scholar was revived!
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