After searching in the library for a long time, Ye Xuan picked up a martial art, opened the pages, and read them carefully.

Very destructive.

Moreover, it is in line with its own God-killing gene.

If you use this sword book in conjunction with the rules of God-killing, you can imagine the power?

Don't think about it.

Just this book.

He walked downstairs with this broken martial art. When he arrived at the first floor, a young man was also choosing martial arts in the library.

"Senior Brother."

When the young man saw the young man walking downstairs, he quickly put down the secrets of his martial arts in his hand and saluted Yexuan.

"Um."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly and walked towards the elder Miaofa with the martial arts.

The boy's eyes were full of envy.

Being able to enter the library to select secrets for martial arts is something countless disciples want to do.

But their cultivation is not enough.

One day, he will use his strength to enter the library to select martial arts at the top of the library.

This son is naturally the eldest disciple of Elder Zhijian, Ling Yue, and the second senior brother of Tianyong City.

"Uncle Master."

Ye Xuan handed the secret book of the martial arts to the elder of the old god who was dozing off and shouted softly.

"Ah, my nephew, have you chosen so quickly?"

Elder Miaofa, who was just about to doze off, heard Ye Xuan calling himself, woke up from his nap, took the secret book of martial arts he handed over, and looked at Ye Xuan strangely: "Mr. Nephew, why don't you change another book?"

“Why?”

Ye Xuan was a little confused.

"This is a broken book, it is difficult to understand. No one has learned it for thousands of years. There are still several complete martial arts on the floor. Otherwise, you can choose again? Just pretend that the uncle didn't see it, can you do it?" Elder Miaofa said earnestly.

He knew how difficult this technique was to practice.

Even the elder who held the sword only practiced the first level, and it took a full three years.

You must know.

Elder Zheng Jian, that's a sword immortal.

It takes a full three years for the sword immortal to practice the first level, you...

"This is the book."

After hearing this, Ye Xuan made a resolute decision.

Often in novels.

The more difficult the exercise, the more powerful it is.

"If you practice this martial art, you need to practice the Nascent Soul stage to barely practice. Let's change it. I remember that the beginning of the Qingyun Sword Book is in the fasting realm, which is suitable for you. In the end, thousands of swords will be launched at the same time, and thousands of troops will be no longer your enemy." Elder Miaofa also wanted to advise.

after all.

This is their genius disciple of Tianyong City, and he is also the apprentice of the head of the sect.

You can't waste his super talent.

"This is the book."

Ye Xuan chose this secret book like a repeater.

"This...oh, okay, if my junior brother can't practice, he can take it back and exchange it."

Hearing this, Elder Miaofa had no choice. Since you made such a choice, if you continue to say more, you will be disliked.

"Uncle Xie."

Ye Xuan left with this martial arts book.

Elder Miaofa looked at his departure back and shook his head slightly. It was a pity.

A generation of geniuses, don’t be ruined by the Yanfen Sword Book.

Back to his exclusive room, Ye Xuan opened the Yanfen Sword Book he brought back from the library.

The stars in the sky are secretly combined with the Bagua of the Zhouyi, corresponding to multiple acupoints in the human body... Use the heart to control the qi and use the qi to control the sword.

The same-sized beginning.

Ye Xuan shook his head slightly and continued to read it. The more he looked, the more he felt satisfied in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The swordsmanship is sharp and domineering.

Very suitable for yourself.

It seems that we can finally practice martial arts.

...

In the next eight years, Yexuan went into seclusion and never left seclusion.

And something big happened to the outside world.

Wumeng Ling Valley was slaughtered by the mysterious man's blood. Zi Yin brought Han Yunxi, the only survivor of Wumeng Ling Valley, his friend Han Xiuning's son Han Yunxi and Fen Ji Jian to Tianyong City.

Because Han Yunxi merged with the Fenji Sword Spirit, his memory was lost. He was named Baili Tusu by Zi Yin Zhenren and accepted him as his disciple. The Fenji Sword was also sealed in the sword pavilion and guarded by the sword spirit Hongyu.

Zhenren Zi Yin was also injured by the Fen Ji Sword and practiced in seclusion in the back mountain to suppress his injuries.

Suddenly.

Ye Xuan, who was practicing in seclusion, opened his eyes and stood up from the cold ground. A crackling sound came from the bones.

A powerful spiritual power surged out from his body and instantly filled the secret room.

The mind power that has been transformed into spiritual consciousness swept across the sky and swept outward.

He walked out of the secret room with his hands on his back.

I have practiced for so many years.

I don't know what happened to my old housekeeper.

It's time to go back.

Tianyong City, the main hall.

"Recently, the seal of the evil sword Fen Ji has become weaker and weaker, and Zi Yin has also fallen into seclusion. What should I do?"

True Man Hansu looked at the elders and deacons here, very worried.

Burning silently.

Regarding this.

No one answered in the hall.

Because they had no way to target Fen Ji, the only one who could seal Fen Ji's sword was Zi Yin.

But now that Zi Yin is in seclusion, they have no choice.

"Why……"

A sigh sounded in the hall.

"What's going on with Xiaoxuan?"

Suddenly, Hansu Zhenren couldn't help asking about his eldest disciple.

The eldest disciple has been in seclusion for many years, so there will be no accidents, right?

The Yan Fen Sword Book is not that easy to practice.

"There is nothing abnormal in the head." The mighty elder shook his head slightly, and he naturally had to pay attention at all times.

This is his duty.

Even if he was the chief disciple, he would still be in charge.

Above the square.

Ling Yue was taking his disciples to practice swords on the square.

"one."

"two."

"three."

Practicing swords is one of the must-have lessons every day.
To be continued...