ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

The sun rose over the edge of the gray sky.

A ray of light fell on the sword crossing the galaxy, reflecting it like a life-threatening silver hook.

"Senior, we can talk again."

Gong Hu swallowed.

In the world of immortality, there are many ways to regenerate severed limbs, but they only cost some spiritual stones.

But as long as they are men, they all have an unusual fear of pain in the crotch.

Du Xinghe took Ah Qi's hand and handed the sword into her hand: "Xinyue, I didn't see it when you killed him for the first time. Can you perform it again?"

Before she could pretend to be confused, she heard her master say: "Actually, I don't mind accompanying you anymore, but the flying boat will land in half a day. If we don't wake up from the dream, we will return the way we came."

Xinyue looked at the calm master in a daze.

She asked in confusion: "When did master find out?"

Xinyue said that she did not want to lie to the master, but only slowly remembered those things, and she repeatedly doubted which side was true.

It wasn't until Du Xinghe exposed the truth that Xinyue was sure that she was dreaming, but for some reason, the master was able to enter her dream - but she was not too surprised that the master could do more than this.

Master really understands her.

My heart is moved beyond words.

"Oh, I didn't realize it, I was blinded."

"If you don't wake up, I will change my strategy."

Du Xinghe told her his Plan B: "If you don't wake up, we will enter the palace draft together in my dream. It just so happens that I have the ideal of being a empress." Brush up your points in the palace competition and make reasonable use of the rules.

Gong Hu, who was beside him, was confused. He only understood this sentence and interrupted: "Senior, if you want to be drafted into the palace, I can help introduce you! It's just that your level is too high. You may have to wear it voluntarily when walking in the palace." Some prohibitions.”

Cross the Milky Way and smile.

After all, this was Xinyue's dream, constructed based on her experience and imagination. The parts beyond her cognitive range could only be made up by imagination. When Gong Hu, the household official, cut off one of her fingers, he wanted to stop her from practicing sword practice because he was not at a high level and was afraid that he would not be able to suppress her. However, this was not a strict requirement of Emperor Xuan.

After entering the palace, it is true that you cannot practice.

Magical instruments, talismans, and seals are strictly regulated items.

However, a mere pill-forming cultivator could not catch the eyes of Emperor Xuan - in the world of immortality, strength was supreme, and the emperor was cultivated by the whole country. His fate was bound to the destiny of the country. If his life could be threatened by a pill-forming monk, then this emperor would Don't be fooled, who can you scare?

It was only Xinyue who associated the two that made Gong Hu say these words.

"Kill him again with your own sword."

Du Xinghe's words seemed to turn Xinyue's heart inside out.

Lift those thoughts that have been stored in the dark into the sun and let them shine.

But she didn't notice that the sea of ​​​​spiritual energy began to form a whirlpool, and the time in the entire dream was stagnant. The sun in the east was stuck between two mountains, and the light did not move even half a minute. And on the mountaintop that had been covered in heavy snow for several days, the wind and snow started to blow again, which meant that her mood was no longer calm.

"it is good."

Under the encouragement of the master, Xinyue came to Gong Hu with a sword.

She will always remember that it was he and Uncle Wang who came to the village, told her that it was a water spirit root that was hard to find in the world, and tricked her into the carriage that was taken to the palace. His greedy eyes fell on her, as if he was sweeping every inch. , you can hear the crisp sound of spiritual stones colliding.

"Wait a minute, what are you going to do? Business cannot be done without righteousness. If you don't want to, just don't want to. How can I, as an elder, force you to do it? Do you trust an outsider but not a villager?"

The cold light shone in Gong Hu's eyes. He was sweating profusely. Seeing that it was useless to show his affection, he began to threaten: "I am a household official of the Xuan Dynasty. My natal bamboo slips are placed in the local official temple. Once the bamboo slips break, you You will be charged with regicide and rebellion! Your level is higher than mine, but you are not yet high enough to act recklessly in the Xuan Dynasty. I advise you to calm down and don’t destroy your future!"

In Xinyue's memory, Gong Hu has the face of a devil. At this time, the master stood beside her, and she suddenly realized that this was just a desperate and greedy coward.

"Ok?"

When Du Xinghe saw her looking up at him, he raised his eyebrows.

The master's smiling eyes were dazzled by the light of the sword, and became as bright and warm as the Midas touch.

"It's snowing hard."

Xinyue saw the snow falling all over her master's head and eyebrows, and said unconsciously.

When people want to escape, they will subconsciously divert their attention and avoid the source of stress. Therefore, when faced with hard and difficult work, many people will suddenly feel that there are a lot of housework to do, creating some false urgency for themselves out of thin air. Menial tasks.

"It does not matter."

Du Xinghe tilted his head slightly, letting the snow fall on his eyelashes. The stronger Xinyue's avoidance mentality became, the more violent the environment changed. A loud noise came from the mountain, and thick snow rolled down like waves.

"Master, there's going to be an avalanche!"

Xinyue grasped her robe: "His affairs are not urgent. In this moment -"

Before she finished speaking, a branch fell from the sleeve of her robe into Du Xinghe's fingers. Her slender bamboo-like finger bones hooked the mottled branch and waved it in front of Xinyue.

Fortunately, this is Xinyue's dream.

Using Xinyue's filter addition to her strength, using branches instead of swords, she could take a quick look and see that branches everywhere could turn into Xuanyuan swords instantly.

The wind carries the snow, wraps it around the branches, and condenses into a sword!

In the past few years, Du Xinghe had always been too concerned about how to release his spiritual power. How much spiritual power would it take to shake mountains? Five inner elixirs were not enough for her. This time, she tried to retract her gaze from a distance and focus on looking inwards.

——When you can't find the answer everywhere, find yourself first.

The spiritual light gathered at one point, and the aura around Du Xinghe surged. The snow sword hung in the sky, and the light of the sword shone through the sky and the earth, cutting away all the avalanches that rolled down!

To practice the Snow-Destroying Peak, what matters is not releasing, but repeatedly forging and brewing in the sea of ​​qi.

Once the sword move is launched, it is unstoppable!

Thousands of feet of falling snow was swept away by a sword, leaving only fine snow that had been turned into powder and covered the field of vision.

The fog cleared, and Xinyue stared blankly at the master.

Under the snow, her cold eyebrows were smiling: "It's solved, continue with your business."

Du Xinghe, who had broken through the bottleneck of sword moves, was in a good mood and did not allow his young apprentice to escape.

The more you want to escape, the easier it is for you to become obsessed with inner demons.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to retreat.

Xinyue clenched the sword in her hand tightly, and stabbed the sword into Gong Hu's chest under Gong Hu's glare.

She suddenly loosened her fingers.

The blade of the sword was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

——She will kill anyone who misses her path to immortality!

When Du Xinghe once again showed his strength in front of her, the powerful aura of holding nature in his hands made Xinyue's heart surge with excitement and desire.

"Wouldn't this work well?"

At some point, the sun, which had been stagnant for a long time, slowly rose.

The sky is bright.