After the abolition, she just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 62 Seven Years
Jiang Haotian choked on the words that came to his lips, took a step back a little sincerely, and said with a straight neck: "I won't take advantage of others' danger, you'd better heal your injuries before you challenge!"

Tu Yu chuckled lightly, his tone softer.

"Then thank you fellow daoist Jiang for your concern. Since fellow daoists have agreed, Tu Yu will go to fellow daoist to discuss with fellow daoist after he recovers."

"..."

Do you not understand human speech? ! !
Jiang Haotian endured the greeting that was about to be exported, and said slowly: "You'd better heal your injury before we talk. I have something to do and I'll leave first."

As soon as the voice fell, it disappeared in a flash, deeply afraid that Tu Yu would challenge him again.

He still remembers the feeling of being frozen into an ice sculpture last time.

Tu Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "Actually, this fellow Daoist Jiang is not bad, but his mouth is a little bit poisonous. It seems that if you have time, you can go to him to discuss and exchange ideas and enhance your friendship."

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Tu Yu is right." Mu Liuyun lowered his head and coughed softly, feeling a little expectant.

I hope Jiang Haotian can be beaten up by Tu Yu every day!
Oh no, it's a discussion to enhance friendship!

Xiong Gungun and Mu Liuyan looked excited, and their eyes were eager to try.

If Tu Yu's spiritual power hadn't recovered, he would have encouraged Tu Yu to challenge Jiang Haotian now.

The four left quickly, leaving only a group of monks watching the excitement.

……

After that fiasco, Tu Yu was not discouraged, and would challenge again every once in a while, and then returned after a disastrous defeat. At first, the monks in the city would go to join in the fun and watch the battle, but after more times, no one went there. I got tired of watching the scene for a long time.

Xiong Gungun thinks that Tu Yu is simply crazy, and he has to seek abuse every time he loses, and every time he sees Tu Yu coming back in a state of embarrassment after being defeated, he has to persuade him like an old woman, no matter what Tu Yu does He didn't believe the explanation, and Tu Yu felt very helpless about it.

Time flies quickly for monks, but seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Every time the gray-robed man accepted Tu Yu's challenge, he intentionally controlled his strength. Every attack hit the weak point, but did not hurt Tu Yu.Gradually, Tu Yu also noticed that the man in the gray robe seemed to be pointing her out on purpose, so that she could realize her own shortcomings.Although Tu Yu was a little puzzled about this, he readily accepted it. After all, a free master should not be for nothing!

Although Tu Yu ended in failure every time he challenged, the gains he gained were unimaginable. Each time he failed, he gained an understanding of his own shortcomings. Therefore, every time Tu Yu lost a battle, he would accumulate and practice for a period of time to make up for himself. Afterwards, he challenged again and again and again, and became a lunatic in the eyes of everyone.

In the first year, Tu Yu would challenge once every few days, and every time he lost so badly that he couldn't even catch a single move.In the second year, I would challenge once every half a month, and I was able to pass two tricks... and in the seventh year, there has been a full year's interval.

The further back, the longer the interval, because Tu Yu can more clearly perceive his own deficiencies, so as to make up for those deficiencies.

On the top of a mountain, amidst the misty clouds, a woman in white stood holding a sword, her black hair was blown up by the wind from time to time, her eyes were slightly closed, and she seemed to have merged into the world.

This woman is Tu Yu.

I don't know how long it took, Tu Yu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the biggest arena hanging above the sky in the distance, before the person moved, the sword intent surged out, and the cold wind scattered the clouds and mist, condensed Beads of ice crashed down, like a hailstorm.

"Zheng!" There was a sword cry, and the long sword was thrown out of his hand. The sword light slashed at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the ice beads that hadn't landed in the future were shattered into powder.

Tu Yu withdrew the long sword, lowered her head and sighed, and gently stroked the blade of the long sword, feeling a little sad between her brows.

"Hey! After so long, I still can't break through, and I don't know when I will find that opportunity. Could it be that I really have to be stuck in this bottleneck for hundreds or even thousands of years."

"It has been ten years since I came to Tianjiao City. If I can't make any progress, I have to go back to the sect first, and then find another way."

Thinking of this, the corners of Tu Yu's mouth twitched, thinking of the painful experience in the past few years, he felt a little unwilling.

Thinking of the extremely arrogant attitude of the gray-robed man and the countless beatings he received, he always felt sorry for himself if he didn't beat him up.

However, he couldn't make a breakthrough in his cultivation. Even if he had perfected his swordsmanship and supernatural powers, he still fell short. Although he could fight the gray-robed man for several hours now without losing the wind, it was almost impossible to win.

If he took out the Zhanxu Sword, he might have a few chances of winning.

But this idea was quickly rejected.

It's really unfair that people don't even use magical weapons, so they took out a fairy sword by themselves.

What's more, the man in the gray robe may have hidden his strength.

Tu Yu struggled for a moment, and finally made up his mind.

"That's all! Let's fight again, regardless of the outcome, it's time to leave Tianjiao City!"

Tu Yu, who made the decision, did not call Xiong Gungun and Mu Liuyun, but flew towards the ring very resolutely.

It's not that I don't want to call them, it's just that I'm tired of watching Tu Yu being beaten every time in the past few years. In the beginning, a few people would accompany Tu Yu, but when they heard that Tu Yu was going to challenge again, they avoided it up.

As for Jiang Haotian who came to provoke him before, Tu Yu would often go to challenge him in the name of friendly exchanges, and regain some confidence from Jiang Haotian. For some reason, Jiang Haotian readily agreed to it every time, even sometimes He would also take the initiative to challenge Tu Yu, which made Tu Yu feel a little embarrassed when he beat him up.

Tu Yujue may be the same as himself, he is unwilling to lose too many times, and naturally wants to win one game.Besides, it is also a very lucky thing to have an opponent who is stronger than oneself as a test.

A figure in a gray robe was already standing on the ring, holding a jug in his hand, taking a few sips leisurely from time to time.Occasionally, monks passing by were a little surprised to see him standing alone on the stage drinking, but no one came to bother him, just looked at him curiously, and then hurried past.

When Tu Yu made up his mind to say that sentence, the gray-robed man seemed to feel something, chuckled and said something softly.

"Hehe... the last battle? Forget it, the tempering is almost done, so I won't make things difficult for you this time."

"Fellow Daoist, you have made things difficult for her for so long, and you are finally willing to let her pass this time."

A soft and pleasant voice sounded, and the stunning woman was walking slowly with a Guqin in her arms. She seemed to be slow, but it took only a few steps to reach the gray-robed man.

"Ahem... what is embarrassment? I was teaching her how to practice!"

The gray-robed man coughed lightly, and took a sip from the flagon with a guilty conscience.

"Hahaha, Daochen, you are a villain, you are a very good person, so I am not afraid that she will ask you to get it back in the future."

Another man with a handsome face came over like a shooting star, smiled heartily, and looked at the gray-robed man gloatingly.

"Hey! You've become good guys again, and I'll be the only one to be the bad guy. At worst, there will be another fight!" The gray-robed man glanced at the two of them and smiled indifferently. "The way of cultivating Taoism is to cut off the mortal world, but fellow Taoist Yunyao actually weaves a dream for her."

(End of this chapter)