C11

The morning of the next day, he would eat breakfast and go cultivate the Illusory Sword Spell in the small forest near the Peach Blossom Lake.

Last night, Meng Yu cultivated the《 Jade Void Body-refining Spell》, he could feel that the Ice Kylin in the depths of his soul started to slowly become stronger after cultivating this technique.

The little forest was covered in red, making it look extremely beautiful. Meng Yu did not see any trace of Xia Ting.

He did not pay any attention to it. In the forest, he held onto the Blue Snake Sword and started training according to the technique in the book.

However, what was strange was that after refining for a few hours, he could only slowly and thoroughly familiarize himself with the first part of the < Illusory Sword Spell > technique and could not link them together.

Once he forcefully made a series of moves, those movements would become out of shape and become extremely awkward.

At first, Meng Yu did not mind, he thought that it was probably because he was not familiar with those sword movements yet.

However, after five to six days, Meng Yu, who had originally been using his basic skills, was now completely familiar with the first ten sword moves of the sword arts.

Although these sword techniques were very fluid when used alone, once used together, the movements would become deformed just like before.

Meng Yu was confused, he ran over to the Mystery Temple to listen to the elder's lecture, and coincidentally, what the elder was explaining was not sword moves, but rather, sword moves.

He thought to himself, could it be that I don't have the talent to use the sword? Or could it be that the Illusory Sword Spell was not suitable for him to cultivate?

With a 'chi', he sent out a move. It perfectly followed the lines and cut a peach flower that fell from the tree into three petals.

But when he wanted to use the Sword-style continuously, with a bang, Meng Yu's body and sword could not listen to him at all, and struck down a peach tree, causing a sky full of falling flowers.

Meng Yu sighed, and smiled bitterly at the sword in his hand.

"Junior apprentice-brother."

Just then, there was a sound, and in the splash of water, a figure emerged from the water, jumping in front of Meng Yu.

"Senior Sister Xia Ting."

Meng Yu politely greeted her. He only saw that the girl's body was wet, her clothes were tightly wrapped around her delicate body, and her curves were completely exposed. Meng Yu rubbed his nose, gulped and looked away.

"If you continue to practice the sword like this, ten more years won't be of any use." Xia Ting said indifferently.

In these past few days, she had seen the youth practice the sword a few times.

Meng Yu was stunned, and quickly bowed to humbly and asked: "Senior Sister, please advise."

"Those who practice the sword must first understand the sword, and communicate with the sword's heart. The sword has a spirit, the heart has a sword, the sword can only be driven by you. What you are practicing is not an ordinary sword technique, but a sword cultivation method. However, you do not have a sword in your heart, so you cannot combine your moves. To become a sword cultivator, the first step is to do it: the sword follows the heart. "

The young lady spoke coldly as she received the sword from Meng Yu's hand. In an instant, she turned into a series of afterimages as sword light flashed one after another, with flowers falling down, her beautiful body shuttling back and forth like a butterfly.

After half a cup of tea, the sword pierced the ground beside Meng Yu with a clang.

"Good sword!"

Xia Ting praised, and ignored Meng Yu. With a sudden leap, her body flew through the air in a beautiful arc and jumped into the water with a splash.

"Swordsmanship? The sword has a spirit? The sword follows the heart? "

Meng Yu muttered, he stroked his sword and thought.

After a long time had passed, he seemed to have moved, but he was still unable to pierce through that layer of film.

Time flowed on. Five days had already passed in the blink of an eye.

After going through Xia Ting's guidance, Meng Yu was somewhat enlightened, but there was still no progress in the continuous use of sword moves.

Twenty days later, he and Meng Yang's "Golden Arrow" skill, Meng Yu could not help but become anxious.

Just then, a disciple walked over and called out to him, "Meng Yu."

Meng Yu promised.

"Come to the Sword Discourse Arena, someone is looking for you."

That disciple then directly left.

"Looking for me?" "Who is it?"

Meng Yu walked towards the Sword Discourse Arena halfway up the mountain.

The Unravel Sword Pavilion was a place used by the sect to receive guests. It was located halfway up the mountain, and Meng Yu arrived there after a short while through the teleportation circle.

"Young Lord."

The one looking for him was a tall Domestic Servant from the Meng Family.

"Meng Fu, what business do you have with me?" Meng Yu asked.

"Third master told me to tell Young Lord that after he consumed the Primordial Pill, his injuries had already healed quite a bit. "The injury will heal in a few days."

After knowing that Third Uncle Meng Ren's injuries had improved, Meng Yu revealed a smile.

However, when he saw the worry on Meng Fu's face, he could not help but ask, "Did something happen in the clan?"

Meng Fu didn't answer immediately, but handed over a Storage Bag to Meng Yu.

"The third master ordered me to pass this to the Young Lord. "Right now, nothing big has happened in the clan, it's just that …"

As he said this, Meng Fu's face became indignant, "Young Master Meng Yang went to bid for a cultivation technique that is called Spirit Gathering when the rumors came out that there was a Spiritual Lower Grade auction. Furthermore, because he did not have enough money, he used his identity as a Young Lord of the Meng Family to make up for his lack of money with the Four Corners Workshop, and obtained that set of Spiritual Lower Grade cultivation methods … "

"As a Young Lord? He doesn't know who the real Young Lord is? "

Meng Yu angrily snorted, and then said, "Spiritual Lower Grade cultivation technique auction? Why would such a good thing appear in a small Auction? Was there something fishy going on here? Furthermore, that Auction called Spirit Gathering has never been on par with us. "

Even if it was Condensing Element Sect, there were not many manuals on Spiritual Lower Grade. Only a few core disciples and elders could practice this kind of thing. In Nai Yang City, no family had ever had a Spiritual Lower Grade cultivation technique before. From this, one could see how precious it was.

Even if someone was poor, they still wouldn't be able to afford something like this! If he could really take it down with four shops, then he would be able to get it at a great price!

"That's right. Auctions of cultivation techniques of this level usually involve people checking the items before they are auctioned, right? …" Go on. "

Meng Fu laughed bitterly, "Yes. The Young Lord was right, there was indeed something fishy here. Although Young Master Meng Yang had first tried that Spiritual Lower Grade technique, because it was a technique that was quick to leak out, Auction allowed one to only look at the cover, and not the contents … "

"Young Master Meng Yang obtained this technique. However, only the first three pages had content, and the rest were all blank! We lost four shops for nothing. These four shops are among the top few in our family's shop, and they bring us tens of thousands of silver taels every year. Without them, our family's profits will be reduced by a third! After the old master learned of it, he flew into a rage and ordered his young master to stop his movement! "

Meng Yu was very angry when he heard it, and he glared at Meng Fu, "Idiot, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that it's a trap. Meng Yang didn't even know that he was going to auction it! Why isn't he going to die? "

"Whose hands did those four shops fall into?"

"Bai Family." Meng Fu said, and stole a glance at Meng Yu.

"Very good. the Bai Family. "

Meng Yu was expressionless.

After sending Meng Fu off, Meng Yu returned to the small forest and looked at the Peach Blossom Lake.

The source of all this was because he and his Meng Family were not strong enough!

Meng Yu was very angry. The Bai Family had actually come to design their Meng Family!

"Bai Feixia, could it be that you have been using me from the beginning? I must be a fool in your eyes, right? I was just foolishly helping you count the money. "

"You took advantage of my father's departure from the clan to lower your Meng Family, and now you're planning to take action against my Meng Family?"

Thinking about that name that made him sweet in the past, Meng Yu's eyes suddenly revealed a look of madness, becoming stronger, becoming stronger, I want to become stronger!

Clang, the Blue Snake Sword came out of its scabbard and snaked around his hand like a silver dragon.

"I will use the sword in my hand to kill all the heartless people in the world! Swallowing all injustice in the world! "Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

In an instant, the rage in his heart, the Blue Snake Sword he carried along with it, was his entire figure within the Peach Blossom Forest.

Dreamlike, dreamlike. Red flowers, dark green branches, and the stones on the ground all turned to dust under his sword.

After two to three incense sticks of time, Meng Yu suddenly stopped.

He looked at the ground covered in red, smelling the fragrance of the flowers in the air, and an expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Just now, I actually used a portion of the [Illusory Sword Spell] 's sword moves out?"

"The Blue Snake Sword sensed my anger and communicated with my heart?"

"According to what Senior Sister Xia Ting said, this is Sword Following Heart?"

Meng Yu muttered, he raised his sword again, put it down, cut horizontally, and pierced forward...

Then he closed his eyes. He truly felt it. In his heart, there was a sword: Green Snake.

That sword could help him put an end to the injustice in this world!

"Dreamlike Sword, Sword is Dream." "Like a dream, like the moon in a mirror, like a dream …"

"《 Illusory Sword Spell》 first move: Star Dream!"

The Blue Snake Sword instantly transformed into a silver serpent, agile like a swimming dragon, graceful like a dragon.

As if in a dream, the shadows of the swords in the forest sparkled. It was like a dream, how many people didn't want to wake up.

In the distance, a peerless beauty's face quietly surfaced from the water, and her ice-cold eyes that had droplets hanging on them looked towards the youth dancing in the forest far away, muttering to herself, "This Junior Brother Meng Yu, in just a few days of effort, was able to comprehend a trace of the Sword Intent, and he has already reached the realm where swords follow his heart. Back then, I had trained hard for three to four months, and it was only under the guidance of my master that I was able to comprehend this level. His perception is quite good. "

In an instant, that beautiful face slipped into the water without a sound.

And on a mountain peak, the cultivating Elder Qin suddenly opened his eyes, which shot out two beams of red light, sweeping towards the Peach Blossom Lake, and muttered, "This little guy's perception is not bad, it only took him a few days to comprehend the sword following his heart, even when I was learning sword skills back then, I was still unable to do this. Forget it. "

When he finished, he closed his eyes again.

In an exclusive small courtyard that was filled with greenery and beautiful environment, an eighteen to nineteen years old handsome young man in long cyan clothes was meditating and cultivating.

And at the corner of the wall, there was a person standing there. It was Qian Fu.

Two days ago, Qian Fu was suddenly pulled into a corner by someone with a black and blue face. The other party said that he offended Senior Sister Xia Ting, and this time they were here to teach him a lesson and warn him.

"Qian Fu, what's the matter?" the handsome youth asked without even opening his eyes.

"Senior Brother Liu Liang, there's a person who has been shamelessly running over to the Peach Blossom Lake to harass Senior Sister Xia Ting." Qian Fu said as he spun around a few times with his Triangular Eye.

"Oh? "Who is it?"

The handsome youth Liu Liang suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes sweeping across Qian Fu.