Song Yunge glanced at her: "Do you want this?"

"Nonsense!" Yang Yunyan glanced at him: "Who doesn't want to!"

"I'll tell you earlier." Song Yunge shook his head and said.

"It's so annoying!" Yang Yunyan snorted: "I'm not happy at all after eating such a precious spiritual fruit?"

Song Yunge shook his head, stood up and walked with his hands behind his back: "The more they are like this, the more uneasy I am. It seems that the trouble this time is indeed quite big."

He always thought that Zhou Canglan and the others were trapped in the state and could not break through because they had used too much force to hurt their foundation.

But now it seems that it is not just like this, because if these spiritual fruits are present, they should be able to replenish the damage.

His injuries have recovered now and will be completely healed soon.

Then you will know the truth.

"Okay, you can recover as soon as possible. I will go back to practice. This time I will feel a lot of feelings."

Yang Yunyan waved her jade hand and left with a drift.

Recovering faster than expected, Song Yunge opened his eyes in the afternoon and recovered to the point before.

He looked inside and smiled.

It seems that the Great Demon Heavenly Sacrifice Yuan technique is powerful, coupled with the magic of the Great Zi Yang Pill and Minghan Fruit, it has been completely restored.

He came outside a small courtyard and knocked on the door, and a hoarse voice came from inside: "Come in."

Song Yunge gently pushed open the door.

This is an extremely dilapidated yard, everything is filled with a vicissitudes of life. The traces of time and time reside in the mottled pavilion, on the dilapidated stone table, among the messy flower beds.

But both decline and decadence were driven away by Zhuo Xiaowan's Rongguang.

Zhuo Xiaowan's white clothes were as beautiful as snow, standing gracefully in the middle of the courtyard, talking to a handsome middle-aged man with a thoughtful face.

The handsome middle-aged eyebrows were full of loneliness. A long sword was hanging on the left waist and a black jade wine gourd hung on the right waist. The scattered clothes showed free and unrestrainedness. It was the elder Xin Buli of Tianyue Mountain.

"Uncle Xin." Song Yunge bowed his fists.

"Senior Brother Song." Zhuo Xiaowan returned the sword and clasped her fists, and glanced at Song Yunge with clear eyes: "Is your body okay?"

Song Yunge nodded.

Xin Buli glanced at him indifferently and said slowly: "Xiao Song, do you want to learn the Xiaoyao Sword Art?"

Song Yunge clasped his fists and said yes.

"Let me practice Kuaizai Sword Technique to see." Xin Buli said.

Song Yunge's Kuaizai Sword Art was learned from Zhuo Xiaowan. Although Xin Buli gave Zhuo Xiaowan the right to pass the sword, it involved Xiaoyao Sword Art. You must first see if the Kuaizai Sword Art is practiced enough.

The most taboo thing about Tianyueshan’s sword technique is to be greedy and fast, the foundation is unstable, the sword technique in the front is unstable, and the practice later will be weak and the progress will be extremely slow.

Song Yunge pulled out the Snow Sword.

Suddenly, the courtyard was filled with clear light, as if the breeze was coming, and the face was slightly cool.

Xin Buli's satisfied light jaw head.

Song Yunge returns the sword to the sheath.

"Hard to get together." Xin Buli said lightly: "Then practice Xiaoyao Sword Art with Xiaowan."

"Yes." Song Yunge answered respectfully.

Xin Buli began to teach the two people the Xiaoyao sword technique.

There are nine styles of Xiaoyao Sword Technique, and Xin Buli is passed quickly. He will only say it once and will never repeat it again.

Zhuo Xiaowan and him have the ability to remember everything they have. After reading it, they remember it and began to ask questions.

Although Xin Buli was cold and indifferent, he was not impatient. Whenever the two asked, he would explain it clearly.

Song Yunge and Zhuo Xiaowan also discuss from time to time, talking about their understanding to each other, not knowing that time passes.

The two discussed and studied each other, which inspired each other's wisdom.

When the two of them stopped completely, there was no doubt about it, it was already a faint dew of dawn.

Before they knew it, they had passed a night.

"It seems that your Sword Saint's realm is just one step away." Xin Buli waved his hand: "I advise you to be more at ease. It is not a good thing to improve your realm too quickly."

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Uncle Master, why is it not good to improve your realm too quickly?"

"The previous realms are the foundation of the later realms. If there is not enough time to settle down, you will be powerless." Xin Buli looked at Song Yunge: "Especially Xiao Song, you are a good thing to accumulate strength. You can't seek too fast too much.... When you want to go up when you reach the Sword Saint, the accumulation of the previous realms will be of great importance. The thicker the accumulation, the easier it is to break through. If you don't accumulate enough, the sword marquis has no hope."

"Where is the military leader?" Song Yunge said.

Regarding the speed of the realm, it must be the military leader Zhou Lingshu.

"You dare to think!" Xin Buli shook her head: "She is a genius with Su Hui. She is a rare encounter in thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. Don't compare with her, it's just a trouble!"

Song Yunge smiled.

No matter how ambitious he is and how high he is, he still has self-knowledge and is really unable to compare with Zhou Lingshu.

As his 20-year-old daughter, he became the military leader of Daluo City and commanded the four spirit guards of Daluo City. Although he was a disciple of Phoenix Cliff, what is more important is this unprecedented achievement.

No one can reach the sword marquis realm at the age of twenty, and Zhou Lingshu is the first one.

This is the real pride of heaven, a lucky person, one person defeated all the heroes. He is not only the first young man in the six major sects, but also the strongest young master in the world.

"Go and go." Xin Buli waved.

Song Yunge and Zhuo Xiaowan left the vicissitudes of life and went straight to Song Yunge's courtyard.

Although Zhuo Xiaowan has a strong understanding and has experience in fighting with the Sword Saint, she is still a little bit short of it.

And Song Yunge's advantages emerged.

He absorbed Gu Chengzong's memory and had the experience of the sword saint realm. Although the heavenly beauty and Middle Earth martial arts are very different, they are in the same realm after all.

He faintly touched the artistic conception of the Xiaoyao Sword Technique, and when he was practicing with Zhuo Xiaowan, he practiced the first move.

The artistic conception and sword style are perfectly integrated. One sword is swung out and you can do whatever you want. The heart is so smooth and beautiful, as if the world has become agile.

He knew that the first move of the Xiaoyao Sword Technique was practiced, and the smile on his face gradually appeared.

But after a moment, his face changed slightly.

Although the sword style is accomplished, there is no strange phenomenon. The fourth level of heaven has no response, no resonance, and no vitality is sent.

He raised his sword and frowned and pondered.

Zhuo Xiaowan saw that his sword style had been completed, and she saw that the heaven and earth had not responded to his realm, and was still at the realm of the sword master.

"Is it a little bit late?" Zhuo Xiaowan said softly.

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "Junior sister, I have practiced the first move."

"Maybe it's a little bit short." Zhuo Xiaowan said.

Song Yunge laughed: "You don't need to comfort me, it seems that this is a barrier to state."

Zhuo Xiaowan was silent.

She didn't want to say something against her will or comfort her in vain. She had guessed that this was the realm of the realm caused by the two levels of strength.

If nothing unexpected happens, Senior Brother Song will not be able to break through this level and stay at the realm of Sword Master for the rest of his life.

Song Yunge said, "Forget it, I'd better go and ask my uncle."

The two returned to Xin Buli's yard, where Xin Buli was sitting at the table, leaning against the stone table to drink, and the smell of alcohol filled the yard.

Song Yunge and Zhuo Xiaowan came in. Song Yunge explained the matter and practiced the Xiaoyao Sword Technique.

"Well, I have indeed practiced this sword." Xin Buli pondered and nodded slowly, "You are indeed a genius!... Then practice the second move and see."

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned.
Chapter completed!