Beauty's Personal Physician

"Now that you have cultivated fifteen sword qi, you can almost start to study your Liuyun sword art. That thing is a special soul sword in the way of swordsmanship. Old man, I can't give you too much advice. It is a soul sword, and it cannot be a pure soul sword, at any time, we must find ways to increase the thickness of the sword and the amount of sword energy!"

In the backyard, Wei Zhongtian smiled and nodded, feeling a lot of emotion, watching the fifteen sword qi slashed out by Yang Di's sword.

"What's the reason?" Yang Di hurriedly asked for advice. During this period, he was only seriously feeling the subtlety of Liuyun Sword Art, and hadn't really started to try it yet.

"Even if it is the way of controlling the sword, your body and the sword are inseparable, so don't simply think that as long as you control everything with your soul power, you can make your sword way invincible." Wei Zhongtian pointed out.

"Should I also work hard to cultivate the sword energy and the strength of swinging the sword?" Yang Di asked.

"Of course, it's just that this is not your focus, it's an aid in cultivating the Soul Sword." Wei Zhongtian told him the key point.

"One thing is strange to me. In the Liuyun Sword Art, there is no way to control a few spirit swords. It seems that it has not been mentioned in the whole article." Yang Di asked for advice again.

"Hehe, it looks like you're a fool. The number of spirit swords you wield can indeed reflect a person's kendo attainments to a certain extent, but not all of them. For example, old man, do you think I'm very good at wielding twelve spirit swords? ?” Wei Zhongtian laughed.

"Well, very domineering!" Yang Di said with a bit of tongue-twisting. Many of the Taoist elders are also very good at swordsmanship, but those like Wu Qingfeng and Tian Chengzi can control five or six spirit swords at most.

But the bad old man in front of him is much more domineering. The twelve spirit swords flying into the sky are definitely the scene in the game. The picture of the intertwined sword net is quite gorgeous and shocking.

"No, no, if the old man wants to, it will be no problem to perfectly control 32 spirit swords, or even more." Wei Zhongtian shook his head and laughed.

"Why don't you do this?" Yang Di was curious.

"You should have heard that Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things, right?" Wei Zhongtian said with blazing eyes, "It's the same with swordsmanship. The number is just a stepping stone at first. After the door is opened, there will be no Too many meanings, in fact, the old man now uses one spirit sword, or controls twelve spirit swords, there is not much difference in combat power, the legendary heavenly sword is the realm of no sword, one flower and one grass, one breath and one thought, Anyone can cut the stars and break the Milky Way!"

Suddenly, the old man added: "This is the beauty of Liuyun Sword Art. This sword art is dedicated to one sword from the beginning, but at the same time it does not weaken the power of the sword technique. To a certain extent, it is closer The distance from the Heavenly Sword Realm!"

"I don't know how serious it is!" Yang Di said with a sneer. Hearing what the old man said, he was a little enlightened.

The Liuyun Sword Jue sounds very awesome, Yang Di was afraid that this thing would not be able to exert its power at the beginning of its cultivation, and what he needed was immediate combat power.

That night, Yang Di stayed in his own practice room, facing the ancient strange stone, and seriously felt the mystery of Liuyun Sword Art.

A ray of immortal energy seemed to hang down from the Nine Heavens Palace, lingering around him, countless swords, lights and swords, shining in the training room, and sections of obscure and simple lines of the sword fluttered like clouds of smoke.

Yang Di was feeling something, but after trying for most of the night, the feeling was getting closer and closer, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

He released his soul power to his heart's content, tried again and again, and was not discouraged.

As the night passed, Yang Di's mood became more and more quiet. This feeling is really mysterious. He obviously always fails again and again, but the more he tries, the more calm he becomes.

In fact, if the old Taoist and others were present, they would tell him that this is a rare natural state of etherealness for monks.

"Stinky boy, you feel very good now, but don't forget that you are a pharmacist." A qi furnace was in his sea of ​​consciousness, a little surprised, but at the same time it reminded him.

"Yeah." Yang Di opened his eyes, the pupils were bright, he hurriedly took out a Void Transformation Pill and swallowed it, and it was refined quickly.

In an instant, the originally quiet and silent surroundings seemed to collapse, and all the scenery disappeared.

Yang Di felt that he was in the clouds, looking around, there was nothing but the misty sea of ​​clouds churning.

He felt an inexplicable rhythm, as if there were only clouds in the sky and the earth, but the dancing of the clouds was evolving and deriving everything.

Yang Di adjusted his breathing so that the rhythm of his breathing was the same as the frequency of the airflow in the clouds. Gradually, even the rhythm of blood flow, heart beating, and even the fluttering of hair was maintained at that ethereal and natural rhythm.

His whole body seemed to have turned into a part of this plain white cloud...

After a long time, these artistic conceptions disappeared, and the surrounding light and shadow returned to dimness. Yang Di sat cross-legged in the practice room, and the moment he opened his eyes, two beams of white rainbows shot out from his eyes.

"It's done!" Yang Di was very pleasantly surprised, and had already noticed that there was an extremely primitive and magical imprint in his soul.

That was the original symbol of the Liuyun Sword Art. Successfully condensing this thing meant that he had already started to practice this strange sword art, and had really stepped into the threshold and made some small achievements.

Taking out the golden sword again, Yang Di felt that the war sword was really humming and trembling. He seemed to hear the sound of the war sword resonating with himself, as if he could launch a fierce attack as long as he swung the sword.

With a thought in his mind, his soul power was released, and the golden sword escaped lightly, floated up, and swam in the practice room.

"Is this the small success of Liuyun Sword Art? It's not bad..." Yang Di clicked his tongue, but at the same time he understood the old man's words more and more.

Right now, the fifteen sword qi in his body are also rapidly circulating with the floating of the golden sword, and the sword qi can easily blend with the golden sword controlled by soul power.

In this way, when the shot is made, the power will definitely increase greatly.

"That old man has already cultivated one hundred and five sword qis. When will I reach that point?" Yang Di was imagining. Before that, Wei Zhongtian had said that if he practiced hard, a person could cultivate up to one hundred and eight sword qi. Dao Jian Qi.

This corresponds exactly to the one hundred and eight major acupoints in the human body, but it is really too difficult to conceive a sword energy in each of the acupoints.

Such a character is rare in ancient times.

Yang Di worked hard for more than half a year, but he only cultivated fifteen sword qi. Those are the easiest acupoints to break through. The further you go, the more difficult it is, and it is accompanied by great risks.

"Stinky boy, you are very good. You have mastered that extremely advanced sword art so quickly. From now on, your two big trump cards will be based on this and the way of fire." Yi Qilu smiled gratifiedly.

The little old man also believes that in the current cultivation world environment, although alchemists have a detached status, they are also facing greater threats while attracting attention.

Because Yang Di is the only alchemist, everyone's eyes are on him.

He can't change this situation. What he can do is to recruit powerful guardians and improve himself seems to be the kingly way.

"Yeah, when I cultivate this thing to the level of transformation, and thoroughly cultivate and master the three innate true fires, then we will see who can bully me." Yang Di nodded heavily.

Most of the people who come to trouble him now are old monsters who have lived a long time. They just think that his cultivation base is low and there is an opportunity to take advantage of him.

If he is also a taboo figure, or even stronger, walking outside, who would dare to be presumptuous again?

……

Early in the morning, the monster hall was very lively. The old man Zifeng went to the Black Dragon City in the Cangyun Realm to buy Leiye for Yang Di. When he came back, he brought a colorful deer.

This is a genuine alien beast. There is divinity in the flesh and blood, and the meat is quite delicious.

Crazy girl, little fox, Feng Wu, Xuan Ya, and Mo Mo, had already tasted the taste of this strange beast in Black Dragon City last time, and they were quite nostalgic, but now they are all very excited.

"There really are such rare and rare beasts in the world. Is this a fairy beast?" Su Le was also amazed when he saw it. Even though this colorful deer was dead, its body still had colorful brilliance.

"How could it be a fairy beast? It's just a more powerful beast after all." Yang Di smiled.

In fact, he entrusted Old Man Zifeng to purchase this thing from Black Dragon City at a high price. The flesh and blood of alien beasts are very beneficial to people. Even if you are not a monk, you can strengthen your body, replenish your blood, and boost your vitality.

Ye Shenyu was in charge of processing this rare colorful deer, and cooked it into a lot of delicious food. During lunch, the whole room was filled with rich aroma.

After lunch, Liu Xinxin called and informed Yang Di to attend the crew's wrap-up dinner.

Only then did Yang Di realize that after nearly a year, all the filming work for the movie they had invested heavily in had been completed.

Liu Xinxin seemed to have called to talk about this matter when he first returned to Huahai City after the year, but he had too many things to do recently and forgot.

"I must come here!" After talking a lot, Liu Xinxin asked very seriously.

"Okay, I just happen to be free these two days." Yang Di readily agreed.

In the afternoon, he brought two portions of cooked colorful venison from his home, and drove away from the Monster House, heading for the city.

Along the way, Yang Di could clearly feel that someone was following him secretly.

It wasn't his protector, nor Zong Xun's cross-eyed person, nor was it someone from Lan's organization, it seemed to be a secret agent.

Yang Di probably understood something. Although he was upset, he didn't bother to answer.

It seems that now the authorities are paying more and more attention to this thorn in his side. Although this is not hostile, it is definitely not goodwill.

To put it bluntly, I just want to monitor his every move.

After driving away from the monitored road section, on the quiet suburban road, Yang Di raised the corner of his mouth and stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

Buzz!

The roar of the sports car echoed in the mountains and fields. Although this Aston Martin is not a supercar, it is still a sports car bought at a high price. The acceleration and top speed are all behind the two off-road vehicles following him. cut.

The speed soared to 210 yards in an instant, and after a few corners, Yang Di drove the brown Vanquish, leaving the off-road vehicles driven by the two agents behind.

Of course, his driving skills are not so high, but as a monk at the strong level, it is easy to play drifting.

The men in black in the two off-road vehicles at the back had ugly expressions on their faces. This job is really tough, and that kid is also a man of disrespect.