Eternal Demon Monarch

“Uh, is it so powerful, I’m a wine saint anyway.” Qianzui’s expression was exaggerated, and his face was unbelieving.

“My wine is completely different from the wine in your bottle gourd and Tianxiang wine, but the top grade in spirits, if you don’t use Origin Force refining, let alone a hundred glasses, you have to pour ten glasses. .”

“Really, then I would like to try.”

“Is there such a strong wine, let’s try it too.”

” No problem, let’s not get drunk or return today.”

……

It is night, serene, the silver moon hangs high, shed soft light.

Compared with the brightly lit in Holy City, the voices of the four courtyards are very quiet.

This is not surprising. The four courtyards will impose a curfew after the hour. , Prohibit students from entering and leaving.

Even if you want to go out in an urgent matter, you need to report to the Law Enforcement Palace and get the consent of the Law Enforcement Palace Elder.

If he is caught by the night watch’s Law Enforcement Palace messenger without consent, he will be severely punished at the slightest level and killed on the spot.

Vermilion Bird Academy, the high-level residential area of ​​the inner courtyard, inside the Fairview Manor, it is also very quiet at the moment.

In a practice room, Yang Xuan sits on the floor, keeping his mind tight, cultivation Divine Refining Technique.

After a short cup of tea, his clothes were all wet, and his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and his face became extremely hideous.

Too painful!

Divine Refining Technique, from the last Chaos Cycle, is hard to find in the world.

Although the requirements for martial artist’s talent are not high, you have to be cruel and cruel to yourself if you want to practice this technique.

A weak-willed person tries to cultivation this technique, that is, courting death.

It should be said that Yang Xuan has endured hardships and grew up since he was a child. He is also a man of two lives and a tenacious person. However, every time the cultivation divides the Divine Refining Technique, he is still very much Suffering is better than death.

……

Two hours of self-harm, Yang Xuan collapsed to the ground, ended the hellish cultivation, and successfully cut ten strands of Divine Soul silk.

He wants to cut more, helplessly divide Divine Refining Technique farther you go harder it gets, if you continue, the soul flew away and scattered.

“If you want to practice Divine Refining Technique to Great Accomplishment, you need to cut off 99,999 Divine Soul threads. This is really a long and difficult road.”

Yang Xuan’s face was full of bitter smiles.

Fortunately, what made him gratified was that after the ten strands of Divine Soul thread separated from Divine Soul, they were automatically submerged in the formation diagram above Divine Soul.

Make the formation diagram of the god refinement more detailed and translucent, so that it can absorb more Essence Energy of Heaven and Earth to temper Divine Soul, and the effect is not unreasonable.

I just finished the cultivation, it feels like I have just gone through a killing.

Yang Xuan lay on the ground for a long time before slowly getting up, dragging a heavy pace out of the practice room, and sitting down in a pavilion in the pool outside the courtyard.

He was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted. During the recent cultivation, he even thought of giving up many times, but with tenacious perseverance, he still clenched his teeth and persevered.

It was late at night, and wisps of moonlight poured down, making the youth in the pavilion seem to be covered with a light tulle.

Under the shroud of Yuehua, his body is radiant, and the lines on his face become clearer and clearer.

Look up at the night sky in the distance, the sky was full of stars.

Unfortunately, no matter how many stars, Divine-Martial Continent is not among them.

Yang Xuan’s heart is secretly sighed, half a month, and I don’t know how many ten thousand li beyond’s parents and Su Ziyao’s daughters are doing, do you often think of yourself, miss yourself, Worrying about yourself…

Through childhood, Yang Xuan never knew what loneliness is.

But now that he is alone, with no relatives and lovers to accompany him, he has a deep understanding of what loneliness is.

“Whether lonely or lonely, everything is to become stronger.”

“Yes, only by becoming stronger can I save Qin Lan and find the Yellow Springs sacred fruit for my mother. .”

Yang Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

Because he is not alone, there are countless concerns behind him.

These concerns are not his drag and burden, but his motivation to become stronger.

“Homesick?”

Suddenly, an illusory voice came.

Yang Xuan knows who the person is when he hears this voice, and quickly stands up and salutes: “I have seen the Master.”

“No need to be polite.”