let go of my anne

The violent waterfall poured down on Chen Senran like money, but there was no splash. The water flowed smoothly down Chen Senran's body as if it had not encountered any obstacles. From the perspective of outsiders, , as if Chen Senran melted into the water, he was part of the water.

This is the end of Chen Senran's first month of learning art. He is no longer afraid of violent waterfalls. His whole mind is immersed in the water world, constantly communicating with the active water elements in the spiritual world.

"Young man, you brought me, another, surprise." Master Yi shook his head in admiration. This is different from his way of controlling them through communication with water, but truly blending into the water. Here, in terms of strength, of course Master Yi is superior, but in terms of realm, Chen Senran is obviously closer to the essence of Wuji Dao.

"You, as expected, are destiny." Master Yi praised Chen Senran without hesitation.

Chen Senran slowly walked ashore from the water, and the water splashed off his body like shedding skin.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Yi." Chen Senran never called Master Yi a teacher, because from the very beginning he felt that the relationship between them was more like an exchange of interests. the power of.

This is the thinking of a killer, just like when Chen Senran used his assassination of the head of his mentor to prove that he was a teacher, he would not feel guilty, because the result of failure would be death, and his assassination mentor would look for new disciples. An exchange, death for death.

"Very well, next, I, will, teach you, the real, infinite way." Master Yi pulled out his emerald green long sword, "First, you, need, a, your own, sword."

Chen Senran didn't say a word. Judging from the surrounding area, there were no conditions and materials for making swords. It was impossible for Master Yi to let him search for materials by himself and find another craftsman. That would waste too much time. From the recent relationship, Chen Senran Senran knows that Master Yi is a person who absolutely abides by the rules he has set. He said that for three months, it will never be more, and it will never be less.

"The Sword of Promise." Master Yi flicked the edge of his long sword, "Everyone, the way of Promise, heirs, own, unique, weapon."

"I, this sword, used the emerald crystal mine, gathered, countless, life, breath, talent." Master Yi did not wait for Chen Senran's doubts to arise, and said, "You are uniquely endowed with , divine weapon, of, material, in the body, there is, infinite, flame, itself, is, an unopened, infinite sword."

"You mean, I want to forge myself as a sword?" Chen Senran probably understood what Master Yi meant, that is, he himself has the divine artifact of scarlet flames, which is an unopened humanoid artifact. His forging method can reach... well, according to the original world, it is the point where the human and the sword are united.

"Yes, you have too much power, so you are not suitable for cultivation and magic." Master Yi explained the reason why Chen Senran's magic progress was slow, "You only need to exercise your own strength and absorption, It, then, you are, invincible."

"Now, close your eyes, and perceive water as usual, and perceive the endless flames in you." Master Yi hugged the sword in a meditation state, "What, when, you can, control, the first trace , Flame, you have succeeded."

After hearing this, Chen Senran was about to enter meditation, but he didn't expect Little Annie to come to her side at some point, she tugged at Chen Senran's sleeve, and whispered: "Xiao Senran, shall we go home?"

"What's the matter, are you homesick?" After all, she is a 12-year-old girl. Aside from her playfulness at the beginning, homesickness is inevitable. Chen Senran patted the little Lolita's head, but she didn't know how to coax her.

"No..." The little girl took a peek at Master Yi who was still meditating, and said in a low voice, "If you continue to practice like this, if you become like a monster with eyes, and you stutter when you talk, people will be very scared .”

Chen Senran and the meditating Master Yi staggered at the same time.

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Chen Senran's consciousness was immersed in a raging flame, and the fiery flame burned his soul, but he didn't feel any pain.

In fact, he was a person who was burned to death by the flames, and he should have great fear of the flames, but at this moment, he felt extremely warm, and the flames were the source of his life.

Chen Senran tried to mobilize a sliver of flame, but felt that his spiritual power was gone like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

This was the umpteenth failed attempt. Concentrating the Wuju Sword was much more difficult than imagined. It was not only about embracing the flames, but also controlling them, like using your fingers.

The mental strength required for this kind of difficult operation is far beyond Chen Senran's expectation. Although he possesses rare spiritual power, he can only maintain one mana hour at a time, and then he has to rest for at least half a mana hour, otherwise he will die. Will die of insanity.

One and a half months had passed, but Master Yi did not show the slightest impatience. He sat in the tree house and meditated, feeling the desolation and vitality of the Stonetalon Mountains.

Chen Senran sank into the world of flames again, this time he did not choose to forcefully control it, but continued to infiltrate his spiritual power into the center of the sea of ​​flames, where there was a heart of flames.

The closer Chen Senran got, the more he felt the scorching heat. The flame was no longer comfortable. He felt that his soul was being burned, but he vaguely felt that this method was correct.

Finally, he entered the Heart of Flame, and the burning sensation had spread from the spiritual level to the surface of the body. Chen Senran, who was sitting cross-legged under the big tree, burst into flames all over his body, tearing his whole body's clothes instantly.

Master Yi woke up from meditation and stopped little Annie who wanted to get close to Chen Senran.

"He's going to die like this, get out of the way." Little Annie was really a little angry. Although this monster with eyes is usually weird, it's not as disgusting as it is now.

"Wait, this is the moment of rebirth from the ashes." Master Yi was not frightened by the murderous aura emanating from little Annie, and blocked her way forward.

"Tibbs, hit him." Little Annie waved her little hand, directing the terrifying shadow bear to attack Master Yi.

When Master Yi deftly blocked Tibbs' blow and put it on the ground, Chen Senran woke up.

"Don't make trouble, I'm fine." Chen Senran obviously saw the tense situation, and said a little tiredly.

Seeing that Chen Senran woke up and the flames all over her body disappeared, Little Annie breathed a sigh of relief, then she froze for a moment and screamed, "No clothes, shame face." Then she ran away.

Master Yi and Chen Senran shrugged together.

"Take it, now, pass it on to you, Wuji swordsmanship." Master Yi threw a wooden sword from the side.

Chen Senran took the wooden sword, and he also guessed that Master Yi would never teach him a sword until he had completely condensed it, it would take years of effort.

"Now, you have, learned, preliminary, control, your, power." Master Yi stretched out his long sword, "I, teach you, swordsmanship, the first, profound meaning, my sword, is, your sword. "

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Your sword, that is, my sword.

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