My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 46 46. Sending Propositions (Part [-])
Believe it or not, no matter how others search, no matter how chaotic the city is, and when it will be sealed.

Xia Yuan has already woken up.

He stirred up the situation, and the golden cicada escaped from his shell. No one knew him, and no one would suspect him.

He is the same as usual.

Take a leisurely shower.

Dine.

Diligent and devoted to practicing swords.

Medicated bath.

Then, with Zhu Zhenyue's consent, I went to the small attic that happened to be empty at the time, and a plaque was already hung on the attic:

- Wuchen Pavilion.

Hanging in it is the general outline of Jianxin Wugou's visualization.

The rosy twilight light slantly falls on the wooden boards of the attic from the window, illuminating the floating red dust and the shadows of trees dangling underfoot.

Lock the attic.

Xia Yuan looked at the master plan of his [Wuxin Sword Dao].

There is only one profound art in the first palace, and everything else is auxiliary.

And once this profound art has been cultivated, it cannot be changed, changed, or retreated.

If this profound art is strong, then the future is boundless.

If the profound art is weak, then the future will be bleak.

Xuan Gong is life.

Good life and bad life are all luck.

Obviously, the students of Wuxin Academy are not lucky, or if they stay in Chiyue Mountain honestly, they are not bad, but when they come to the imperial capital, they are destined to exist like ants.

If it wasn't for their senior brother.
"The taste of this visualization picture is indeed much weaker. In order to improve the strength of the juniors and sisters and consolidate the crisis situation of the Wuxin Academy in the imperial city, after the seventh, the second, the wife, and the sisters, the master and the others successively Continue to allow many personal disciples who have made great achievements, have good talents, and are loyal to the academy to come to enlightenment."

Xia Yuan quietly looked at the ink painting.

"However, only the master, the wife, the second child and the seventh child comprehended the fixed form of the flash, and then no disciples could comprehend it, not even the junior sister. All of this is because the spirituality of this painting is no longer enough for them to comprehend. Is it gone?"

The boy in the moon-white robe simply sat cross-legged in the twilight attic.

"And apart from me, no one can comprehend shrinking the ground into an inch. Is this also because of the spirituality brought by Yin Yu?"

He pondered for a few breaths.

"It seems to be true. Wuxin Sword Dao itself is not a powerful profound art. Yinyu, a life-changing item, is naturally impossible to last forever, but is in a state of constant weakness.

But fortunately, although I can't comprehend the fixed form, the virtual chakra itself has indeed become solid from the light of the cloud to form a shape, which can be regarded as a restrictive strengthening. "

In other words, it gives you more power than before, but it doesn't give you a way to use it.

"Well, since that's the case, let's try this piece of Yin jade."

Xia Yuan grabbed the Yin jade left by the girl in the well and gently moved forward, this Yin jade was smaller than the previous one.

And because the shadow puppet was absorbed by him, there is no yin jade or yin soil left.

He paused briefly.

It is to press the Yin jade towards this practice-like cloud and ink map.

Chi.
Mo Tu really came back to life.

Ink Mo turned into a greedy snake and swallowed the jade with its mouth open.

The painting begins to change.

Xia Yuan's mind and spirit were united as one, he threw away all distracting thoughts, concentrated on looking at the painting, and immersed himself in the artistic conception of the painting.

brush.
Suddenly.

The surrounding scene changes.

Twilight was gone.

The attic is gone.

Wuxin Academy is also gone.

Not even himself.

There are only vast clouds, and he stands on them in an abstract way.

He opened himself up and let his state of mind change imperceptibly. He was detached, free and easy, and casual, which was in line with the intentions of Wuxin swordsmanship and the hermit.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, a mysterious thought filled his heart.

This is the sublimation of the state of mind, the mystery opened by the epiphany.

But he suddenly had a self-evident thought:

--choose.

He can make Twinkle stronger.

It can also make "Shrink the ground into an inch" stronger.

Xia Yuan is speechless, is this similar to the skill upgrade in previous games?

Thoughts are passing by, he is not allowed to think too much, he must make a decision immediately, and concentrate on one of them immediately, otherwise he will miss it.

Blink obviously favored a head-on confrontation.

Shrinking the ground into an inch is biased toward movement speed.

Which is more important to you?

In an instant, Xia Yuan made a decision, and condensed this sudden epiphany into "shrinking the ground into an inch".

The little junior sister rested her chin in anger, and sat in the four-corner gazebo outside the Wuchen Pavilion, staring fiercely at the Immortal Pavilion not far away.

She looks to the left for a while, and looks to the right for a while.

Finally, patience ran out.

"Oh! It's rare for senior brother to be in the academy, why don't you come out!!"

"I don't know if the fat man told him about going to the party?"

"Mother has made a lot of big tonic soup these days, why does the senior brother want to make up for it? I'm so annoying!"

Junior Sister started to play with her hair, but she has been thinking too much lately, her hair is a bit greasy and uncomfortable to play with, and Junior Sister is even more depressed, should I have my hair done first?

After waiting for another incense stick, the door of Wuchen Pavilion finally opened.

The younger junior sister rolled her almond eyes, she held her snowy cheeks, and looked sideways at the lake view, pretending that she didn't see the door open, pretending that she wasn't squatting here with senior brother, pretending that she just happened to be here.

But if the eldest brother can't see himself, then he will never talk to him in the future.

Xia Yuan, who had just completed comprehension, was in a good mood.

But also a little lost.

What is disappointing is that the amount of yin jade this time is obviously too small, and it is only for myself to comprehend it, and my spirituality is completely exhausted. I can completely feel that the visualization of "Sword Heart Wugou" has not changed in any way .

In fact, it is also understandable, after all, the woman in the well is a strange force produced by "secondary pollution", and it is normal to be weakened.

I'm in a good mood because this routine has improved.

He blinked, and a new information change appeared in front of the retina:

[Cultivation method 1: Wuxin swordsmanship (small success): Shocking clouds flash 1; Shrink the ground into an inch 2: Step and a half miles]

One and a half steps, this one is comfortable.

If you start running seriously and land five or six times a second, that is a speed of three miles per second, and sprinting for 1 minute is 180 miles. In this way, you can be more "elusive".

He stretched himself, and began to think about such things as "on how to catch monsters, power and chaos",
"Hun Wugui, second-grade magic pill Wuzhiqi, Taiping route, April 24, what do these mean?"
"What happened in Xiyou Country",
"The peach blossoms in the half-mile peach forest are about to bloom",
"It's very convenient to go anywhere now. After putting on a painted skin, opening the deep hide, and then shrinking to an inch, it's almost invisible"

"How is Guo Sheng's investigation going?"

"What time is it?"

questions like this.
Miscellaneous, no clue.

The night breeze was blowing, and Xia Yuan stretched his body comfortably. There should be nothing else to do in the next few days, so he can relax a little.

took two steps
Three steps
seven steps
eight steps
Xia Yuan suddenly felt something was wrong, his pupils constricted suddenly, he turned his head slowly, and looked at the gazebo in the night wind.

After all, he did not die on this proposition, but showed a surprised expression from a distance, waved his hands and shouted excitedly: "Junior Sister, Junior Sister! You are here!"

(End of this chapter)