Five Elements Heaven

A faint silver light curled up like smoke, lingering around Ai Hui, transforming into a vague sword shape, and then disappeared like a sword light passing by.

Ai Hui was immersed in cultivation and didn't realize anything.

An hour later, he opened his eyes, filled with joy. In three years of practice, this was the first time he felt such obvious progress, and he couldn't help but be excited. After three years of persistence, we finally see the light of day. What could be more joyful than this?

Although in the end, the Yuan Power absorbed by him only accounted for one-twentieth of the intake of Yuan Power. But for him, this was an unimaginable progress. The energy in his body has grown three times.

It doesn't matter if the absorption efficiency is low, as long as the cultivation time is longer. As long as he can see progress, no matter how small it is, he is not afraid. What he fears most is that after practicing for several years, his Yuanli is not moving at all.

Ai Hui carefully recalled the training process just now. Loulan's bowl of Yuanbu Yuan Decoction played a key role. Without that bowl of soup, the amount of gold energy absorbed by Ai Hui would have dropped sharply. Ai Hui didn't know how low it would be, but he had a hunch that it would be very low.

Shaking his head, Ai Hui threw away all other distracting thoughts.

The local tyrants have their own cultivation methods, and the local tyrants have their own cultivation methods.

Although the Jinfeng Yinhao taken into the body is not gentle at all, it is more condensed and purer. Although Ai Hui can only absorb a very small part, in terms of purity, he is much stronger than the average beginner. Ai Hui was also aware of this. After the free Yuan Power dissipated, he did not stop practicing immediately, but continued to circulate the Yuan Power to make it more pure.

Ordinary students are more pursuing realm and the growth of Yuanli. But Ai Hui has very rich combat experience and has seen all kinds of strong men. He had seen with his own eyes many Yuan Xiu who were in similar realms, but whose combat capabilities were vastly different. Pure Yuanli can make you more handy and your attacks more efficient.

Ai Hui also realized that the ray of energy in his body, although very weak, was extremely pure and had saved his life many times and played many roles in his hands. There are some small tricks, even those Yuanxiu adults couldn't help but praise them when they saw them.

A powerful weapon is not as good as a handy weapon.

When Ai Hui walked out of the room and saw the spotless dojo, he was a little surprised.

Lou Lan noticed Ai Hui's gaze and explained, "I have some free time, so I did some cleaning. If Ai Hui minds, Lou Lan won't do it next time."

"Cleaned cleaner than me." Ai Hui felt a little ashamed. The dojo seemed to have been cleaned. No matter how small or remote a corner, there was not even a speck of dust to be seen. Ai Hui used to think of himself as a professional in cleaning dojos, but he didn't expect that there would be as many mountains as high as the other.

When Loulan heard the praise, he was obviously very happy, and his tone was a little cheerful unconsciously: "Loulan is a sand puppet, and he is good at doing these things."

Who would remember a sand puppet?

Ai Hui didn't know why he thought of this sentence. Looking at the happy Lou Lan, he suddenly said: "Thank you for the Yuan Bu Yuan Decoction. It's very useful."

Ai Hui rarely said such words. In front of other people, he always maintained his guard and distance. But in front of Loulan, he felt much more relaxed. Maybe it was because Loulan was a sand puppet? That's probably it.

Lou Lan was even happier when he heard that the Bu Yuan Decoction was effective. He looked at Ai Hui carefully, his eyes lit up with a strange earthy yellow light.

Ai Hui seemed to have noticed something, and his hair suddenly stood on end.

"The bruises and edema will take time to recover. The muscle damage is no longer serious." The yellow light in Lou Lan's eyes disappeared.

Ai Hui's uncomfortable feeling also disappeared. He felt that Loulan was really a strange sand puppet. A sand puppet that was proficient in cooking, soup, and cleaning, and seemed to have some medical knowledge. What kind of strange combination was this?

"I'm going to practice." Ai Hui was about to go out. He planned to go to the Hanging Gold Pagoda again, but before that, he had to make some preparations and buy some things.

"Loul Lan has to go to work too. Ai Hui, goodbye." Lou Lan waved to Ai Hui, and his body turned into a pool of quicksand, seeping into the ground and disappearing.

Duanmu walked alone on the street at dusk, his eyes scanning the crowd from time to time. Ai Hui didn't come to class for several days in a row. In desperation, he had no choice but to try his luck. He also knows that finding someone like this is like finding a needle in a haystack. But if he had to go back to Master Xu and ask to give up, he couldn't afford to lose that person.

When he thought of that bastard Ai Hui, he felt indescribably irritated.

His enchanting but delicate and handsome face attracted the attention of passers-by from time to time. Several beauties came forward but were frightened away by his cold gaze. His slender body was leaning against a camphor tree by the roadside, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, biting it slowly. The bright red candied haws and the pale and evil face form a picture with great visual impact.

The girls didn't dare to come forward, but they got close to each other and stared at Duanmu Huanghuang with burning eyes, wishing they were the candied haws.

There was no one around at dusk in Duanmu. He had long been accustomed to being watched and watched, and his face was calm and relaxed.

"Look at where you are going at dusk at dusk"

Suddenly a loud shout came from the other end of the street. Duanmu glanced at it in the evening, then looked away, too lazy to pay attention, and just ate his own candied haws.

A strong and powerful man appeared not far away. He saw Duanmuhuang's eyes light up and said happily: "You know that I, Zhao Zhibao, want to challenge you. What? Are you scared? Are you hiding specifically? I'm really disappointed. .I thought Duanmu Huang was such a genius, but he turned out to be a coward."

Duanmuhuang didn't even raise his eyelids. His long eyelashes, against his pale skin, were elegant and charming, enough to make women jealous.

The girls who were watching suddenly became excited.

"Zhao Zhibao, you are bragging and you don't draft any drafts. What qualifications do you have to challenge our family Huang Huang?"

"Is it possible for any cat or dog to challenge us at dusk?"

"Look at you like that. Your upper and lower body are as wide as each other, and you still have long hair. Haha, a mop in a wooden box?"

Zhao Zhibao was furious and his face turned red. He has always considered himself extraordinary, and although he has long heard of the reputation of Duanmu Huang's genius, he is not afraid at all, and instead openly challenges Duanmu Huang. His own strength is indeed good, and he can be ranked among the top five in his class.

"This is our genius Duanmu Huang, the genius hiding behind a group of women, ha"

Duanmuhuang still didn't raise his eyelids, spit out the hawthorn seeds in his mouth, and said lightly: "You're in a bad mood today, you'd better get out."

"In a bad mood? Ha, come on, beat me up." Zhao Zhibao couldn't help but scream as if he had heard a joke.

five minutes later.

Duanmuhuang had an expressionless face and gracefully retracted his legs. Zhao Zhibao was on the ground with no part of his body intact, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He bit off the last hawthorn on the candied haws stick in his hand, dropped the bamboo stick, and turned away indifferently.

Poof, the bamboo stick sank deeply into the ground and was inserted two centimeters away from Zhao Zhibao's nose. Zhao Zhibao's eyes suddenly froze and he did not dare to move.

The girls who were watching cheered and screamed, following Duanmu Huanghuang's back, and rushed over in a swarm.

In the corner not far from the street, a woman wearing a gauze face flashed with light. Shi Xueman came to Songjian City quietly, specifically to go to his dojo. He didn't expect to see this scene. She had heard of Duanmu Huang's name, but she didn't expect that he was also in Songjian City, and the strength he showed just now was very impressive.

Could it be him?

But soon, Shi Xueman shook his head. Although it was a blind fight, that damn bastard's fighting style was completely different from Duanmu Huang. That bastard's fighting style is more violent and ferocious, like a wild beast.

She turned and left, heading towards her dojo.

It took Zhao Zhibao twenty minutes before he regained his composure and struggled to get up from the ground with great difficulty.

When he looked up, he was stunned.

He saw a guy with a bruised nose and face just like him, walking towards him.

Ai Hui, who had just finished shopping, was stunned when he saw Zhao Zhibao in the middle of the street.

The two of them were so similar, with the same bruised nose, swollen face, swollen body, bruises everywhere, deformed facial features, scarred bodies, and torn clothes.

Zhao Zhibao, who had just been beaten up, saw Ai Hui and saw how miserable and embarrassed he was. Is this mocking and humiliating himself? I feel like a clown today. He just felt a wave of bad energy rising from the ground, and he said viciously: "You're in a bad mood today, you'd better get out."

Ai Hui narrowed his swollen and bruised eyes.

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