Xuanjun swordsman

After tea time.

Clang!

Su Yi's erratic figure paused, and he stood in the center of the courtyard, putting his sword into its sheath.

Accompanied by the sword chanting, the rippling night and moonlight became calmer.

"happy!"

Su Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and his body and mind were full of joy.

What is Kuaizai Sword?

The body is like glass, the heart is like the bright moon, bright and pure, and the body and mind are happy.

And this is one of the reasons why Su Yi is obsessed with swordsmanship.

After washing up, Su Yi turned back to the room and drank the ginseng tea that he had brewed before.

The exhaustion all over his body was swept away.

"The progress of muscle-refining level is obviously slower than that of meat-refining."

Su Yi quietly felt the subtle changes in her body.

"However, now that I live in Xinghuang Medical Center, there is no shortage of medicinal herbs. As long as I maintain this kind of entry, I can practice the muscle training period to perfection in less than a month."

"No matter what, before refining the bones, you must collect some 'elixir', otherwise, ordinary herbs will not be able to temper the bones to the point of 'bone marrow like frost'."

Thinking of this, Su Yi couldn't help sighing softly.

Originally, he planned to go to Yuncang Mountain for a walk.

This mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, is vast and majestic, and there must be a place where spiritual energy gathers.

And the genus of elixir is often born in such places!

But recently, he has been busy with cultivation, and a lot of things have happened, so that he delayed his plan to go to Yuncang Mountain to find the elixir.

"Master Immortal, Wan'er has figured it out."

Suddenly, Qingwan's timid soft voice came from the soul-raising gourd.

Su Yi was startled, and said: "There is no one at night, you can walk around as you like, you don't have to stay in the gourd all the time."

"Ugh!"

Soon, Qing Wan in a blood-red dress emerged, with a hint of embarrassment on her pretty face, and said in a low voice, "Before, Wan'er didn't dare to leave without the order from the immortal master."

"Okay, don't be so cautious, I'm not a bad person, why should you be so uneasy?"

Su Yi shook his head for a while.

He could see that when Qing Wan faced him, she was like a frightened rabbit, not daring to breathe, and speaking timidly.

When the gaze occasionally faced him, it was filled with awe and fear.

Make it look like you're always bullying her

Having said that, Qingwan still looked cautious.

Su Yi didn't bother to worry about these anymore, and said, "What did you say you want to understand?"

Qingwan squeezed her tender fists, as if she was cheering herself up, but she still didn't dare to look into Su Yi's eyes, and said: "Master Immortal, I have lost the memory of my life, and I am not willing to be killed before I get it back." Exceeding, so so"

Su Yi said directly: "So you choose to practice, and you want to try to get your memory back?"

Qingwan nodded quickly: "Yeah!"

"Don't worry, even if you can't find it yourself, I will help you."

Su Yi pondered.

From the first time he saw Qing Wan, he found that although the other party was only the lowest-level ghost, his soul body was extremely pure.

Coupled with the fact that the other party had forgotten what happened during his lifetime, Su Yi realized that there must be something weird about Qing Wan, which aroused his interest.

"Thank you Immortal Master."

Qingwan's big eyes were filled with gratitude.

Her eyes are indeed beautiful, big and deep, the corners of the eyes are slightly slanted, and they are watery Danfeng eyes.

When such eyes smile, they will exude amazing charm, charming and natural.

But it is a pity that she looks like a girl in her teens now, with more than beauty but not enough charm.

But it cannot be denied that this is a bewitching and troublesome beauty embryo, and there is still a lot of room for growth.

"I will first teach you the introductory training formula of the 'Ten Directions Shura Sutra', which should be enough to temper your soul body, transforming from a ghost to a 'ghost' layer by layer."

As Su Yi said, he was already sitting at the desk, took out a pen and paper, and splashed ink on the paper.

Become a ghost, and the soul body can be condensed to the point where it is not afraid of being exposed to the sun, walking in the world, it is not much different from a normal person.

Only in this way can one truly embark on the path of ghost cultivation.

Moreover, ghost cultivators are different from ordinary monks, their body is originally soul power, and they don't need to temper their body, energy and blood like warriors.

Therefore, after becoming a ghost spirit, one can directly step into the Yuan Dao path.

However, it is not easy to become a ghost from a ghost. You need to become a ghost first, then a ghost, and finally a ghost.

Soon, Su Yi put down the brush in his hand, pointed to the written practice method, and said, "Look at it first."

Qingwan floated over cautiously, not daring to get too close to Su Yi, lowered her head, and stared carefully.

After a while, she let out a long breath and said, "Master Immortal, Wan'er has memorized everything."

"So fast?"

Su Yi was surprised.

Qing Wan's eyes were clear and innocent, and she said in a daze, "Wan'er somehow, when looking at these handwritings, she has a photographic memory, and she remembers them exactly the same."

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I never thought about it, but you are quite wise. If so, I will explain the mystery to you. According to your memory, it shouldn't be difficult to remember them all."

As he spoke, he explained from the first sentence.

The "Ten Directions Asura Sutra" is a supreme Taoist scripture created by the "Ghost Emperor of Ximing" in the great wilderness, and it is also the number one secret treasure in the eyes of ghost cultivators all over the world.

After obtaining this scripture in his previous life, Su Yi also studied and deliberated, and finally came to a conclusion——

The path of ghost cultivation is completely different from soul cultivation in the general sense.

No matter how poor the physical body of soul cultivation is, it is still a living person, nourishing and tempering the soul with qi, blood and cultivation base.

Ghost cultivator is a pure "road of the dead", and its transformation and promotion path will eventually lead to the nether world!

For example, the ghost emperor of Ximing back then often called himself "the extradition envoy of the underworld".

Su Yi is no stranger to the Way of the Netherworld. His ability to reincarnate and recultivate is related to various mysteries such as "rebirth" and "reincarnation" in the Way of the Netherworld.

It is not an exaggeration to say that if Qingwan has been practicing by his side, no matter how poor his future achievements are, he will be comparable to Ximing Ghost Emperor.

Soon, Su Yi explained the cultivation method and said, "Are there any other doubts?"

Qingwan closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then shook her head lightly, "Returning to the immortal master, this method of cultivating the mind does not seem to be difficult to understand."

Su Yi took a deep look at Qingwan, and said: "From now on, you will practice here, stay in the soul-cultivating gourd during the day, and walk around at night at night. Without my order, you are not allowed to step out of the courtyard."

"Yes."

Qingwan took orders obediently.

In front of Su Yi, she doesn't seem to know what rejection and resistance are at all

Su Yi ignored her, turned around and lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep soundly.

It was very late at night, and everything was quiet.

Qingwan waited for a long time, finally seemed to muster up her courage, and carefully floated out of the room with her skirt in her hand, and quickly sat on the old locust tree.

Her blood-colored red dress was fluttering, her feet were snow-white and crystal-clear, without shoes, her toes were delicate as if carved from beautiful jade, her pair of slender calves were shaking, and the evening breeze was blowing, her whole body was completely relaxed.

Qingwan looked up at the stars and the moon in the night sky through the branches, her big eyes glowing with joy.

Her pink lips parted slightly, and she hummed a song, which was melodious and ethereal.

"The former king traveled to see the West Sea. Long Weizhang lived in seclusion. He went north to the fairy mountain to enter the Lingxu, and then entered the Dongting to steal Yu's book. The world's great literature can't be relaxed. Don't force it before the opportunity is reached. If you force it, it will be mourned."

At the end of humming, she was stunned suddenly, feeling an indescribable sadness and sadness in her heart.

"I, I never remember this ballad, but why can I recite it again? Could it be related to the memory of my life?"

The girl was wearing a red dress and a bloody skirt, she looked up at the night sky, staring blankly, her eyes filled with bewilderment.

In front of the room window.

With his hands behind his back, Su Yi quietly looked at a red figure on the locust tree in the distance, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"The ballad about Xihai, Longweizhangren, Lingxu, and Dongting stealing Yu's book is interesting."

ps: Miss Qing Wan's song is a song adapted from the "Nursery Rhyme of the West Sea" circulated in ancient China by Goldfish. Every sentence is a fairy tale.

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