Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

    After he took it, why did he hurt other juniors and brothers in an instant?

    Besides, what he lacks is the Spirit Sword.

    Yan Yan's face was complicated, holding the sword, he wanted to wake up the third senior brother, but in the end he couldn't bear to argue with Wei Zhao in the wheelchair.

    Don't overdo it, reluctantly said, "Okay, I'll take it carefully in the sword formation."

    Wei Zhao really relaxed a lot.

    Yan Yan gritted his teeth and put away the white china bone dish warmly, "How many spirit stones?"

    Su Yu waved his hand indifferently.

    Innovative dishes that have not been tested and improved after many rounds are simply not enough to be priced.

    "According to the effect, you can give whatever you want."

    Yan Yan gave her a deep look.

    These spiritual materials are all exchanged for her dress.

    In the past, she wished that everyone would give her all the spirit stones.

    "Sixth Junior Brother, be careful." Wei Zhao urged.

    Su Yu also nodded, "If it doesn't work, come back and try to improve the finished product of the Kenshin. There are still some animal bones in the kitchen that you need to chop."

    “…!”

    How can she be so confident? Yan Yan really didn't know, but when he looked at the dragon scale sword in the mustard seed bag, his expression was a little weird.

    "Got it."

    After he finished speaking, he left with Yujian.

     Landing on a tall and straight mountain like a thousand swords, Yan Yan's complexion became heavy.

    When he walked to the entrance of the dark back mountain full of sword energy and every leaf was cut into pieces, he turned to the white-haired old man who closed his eyes and took a nap next to him, and took out his wooden sign.

     "Master, I have another chance to challenge the Heart Formation this month."

    Old Daoist didn't open his eyes, he snorted softly, "It's you again. I told you sooner, your sword heart is not pure, and before you cultivate to the second level of Guiyi Sword, don't rely on it. Cultivation is forcibly passed!"

    Yan Yan clenched his fist with his right hand, released it again, and pressed the hilt of the dragon scale sword.

    He doesn't have that much time to wait.

    Before the big competition, his strength is low, how can he defend the peak for the big brother?

    "Master, I have another chance to challenge this month."

    "Blind attempts will only hurt you."

    "Master, I have another chance to challenge this month."

    “…”

    The old man opened his eyes and stared at him.

    In the end, she was speechless and accepted his wooden sign.

    Yan Yan thanked him and strode into the formation that cut iron like mud.

    In an instant, his robe was cut by several sword qi, and the faint **** smell overflowed!

    The white-haired old man took a look, shook his head, and closed his eyes.

    "Children."

    Su Yu was leaning on the seat in the small kitchen, squinting, listening to Wei Zhao who was in a wheelchair explain to her about the sword formation.

    "Whether the sword heart is pure or not determines the upper limit of the sword's understanding and the power of the sword. The same sword art, the same level, the sword heart is impure, and the power is greatly reduced."

     "Elder Brother once said that the Sixth Junior Brother's swordsmanship is impure, even if they all build foundations and use the same sword move, the Sixth Junior Brother is more than 30% weaker than him. So ask the Heart Sword Formation, He's more difficult than ordinary people."

    Su Yu raised her eyebrows.

    "I don't know if he can pass the nine swords now." Wei Zhao worried.

    Su Yu squeaked on the deck chair.

    She doesn't think it's a problem.

    Her cooking ideas are right.

    The sword heart is impure, so eat it.

    Use a sword to make up for a sword, let alone a man!

    The ban at Jianlin has been triggered. Hundreds of thousands of illusions, like the sharp swords in the hands of Hundred Thousand Swordsmen, formed the turbulent third questioning heart formation in Wanjian Mountain.

    The sword energy covered the sky and the sun, making it impossible for those in the formation to escape.

    And in the sword formation, the most feared thing in the hearts of the disciples will condense.

    'You want revenge? Hahahaha, you can never do it! ’

    'The tenth-grade spirit sword, there is no such thing in this world! What did you rely on to complete the ninth level, idiot! If you are not at the ninth level, don't even think about killing me! ’

    'It's better to die with your whole family! ’

    Yan Yan's eyes were filled with blood, it was his parents, elder sister, elder brother... Yan's family of 159 people fell down one by one in front of him.

    He clenched the dragon scale sword made by Su Yu, and blood dripped from his broken mouth.

    Ten first-grade, no-grade spirit swords have already fallen to the mud.

    But he moved the sword again!

    He wants revenge!

    He will guard the peak!

    He is stronger!

    Don't go back until you die!

    Yan Yan raised his head and saw the man in black robe, who he would never forget in his life, stabbed at his chest like a sword shattering the sky.

    He gritted his teeth, trembled slightly, faced the opponent, and slashed the sword in his hand.

    "Pfft-"

    In an instant, the black-robed man transformed into thousands of sword qi, engulfing him instantly.

    A dozen blood bursts from his body at the same time, flying upside down to the ground!

    Yan Yan fell not far from the entrance of the bamboo forest, looking at the blood-colored clouds, the corners of his dry cracked mouth were tight.

    Failed again...

    How can he kill his enemies? How to replace the big brother to hold up to Qiongfeng?

    Yan Yan clenched his fists, his teeth rattled.

    'Sixth junior brother, you should go to the sword array and take it again. In case, after a sudden realization, your sword qi overflows, and the sword moves suddenly...'

    'Second Senior Sister will definitely be able to solve your problem of returning to the first sword, Sixth Junior Brother, you believe me, my qin secret is to eat Second Senior Sister's pills to reach 60% of the realm of perfection! Your Returning Sword will definitely improve! ’

    'If it doesn't work, come back and try to improve the finished product of Kenshin...'

    Yan Yan was startled and looked at the mustard bag.

    After hesitating for a moment, the blood-stained hand finally took out a white china bone dish inside.

    At the bottom of the bone dish, there are two red and two green.

    He looked odd.

    Want to try it?

    Which one to take first, she didn't seem to say.

    Yan Yan is tangled.

    He carefully put down the dragon scale sword in his hand, let the sword energy in the array pierce his back, and squeezed the blood-stained right hand, and after cleaning it, he reached out and picked up the more pleasing drops Green Sword Pill.

    'Emerald Jade Sword Pill, chew it directly. ’

    Yan Yan endured the pain in his back and put it into his mouth.

      Three points lighter.

    He was almost reluctant to swallow.

    He has never tasted such a delicious food for several years in the dome, and he has never received... her gift.

    However, it didn't take long for the jade sword Xiaodan to turn into a ball of spiritual energy at the tip of his tongue, pouring into his dantian.

    Yan Yan was shocked.

    Is she really good at alchemy?

    This sword-shaped pill has a strange appearance and a very beautiful taste, which is different from other pills.

    Yan Yan felt the spiritual energy, endured the pain all over her body, and refined it.

    But it was only half pay, he raised his eyes, looked at the illusion of the enemy that had re-condensed in front of him, and touched his dantian blankly...

    What is this Dan?

    It doesn't seem to work.

    Yan Yan was stunned, looked inside, and found that the elixir inhaled in his dantian seemed to be attached to the outside of his dantian and could not be absorbed by him, even the spiritual power he had just lost was not absorbed by him. The pills make up half a point.

    The man in black roared, approaching to a foot in an instant, Yan Yan hurriedly stepped back half a step, holding his sword tightly.

    After facing the enemy and feeling the sword in his hand quietly, he couldn't help but smile.

    Can you increase the sword heart and the sword formation? He felt nothing.

    Yan Yan was disappointed, he actually had a little hope for her Dan, knowing that he couldn't do it and believed it.

    But the result... naive.

    His eyes were bitter, his eyes blurred again, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

    Sure enough, as the swordsman elder said, his sword heart is too weak, and he can't break through until he can't reach the second level of perfection.

    "Senior brother, you said that Guiyi sword sharpens my sword heart the most."

    Yan Yan was unable to close his eyes.

    "But I'm so stupid..."

    Yan Yan opened his eyes again, and he had made a decision.

    He raised the dragon scale sword with great effort, and opened his mouth with one sword.

    Blood-devouring sword is his way.

    His only way.

    But at the moment of this decision, Yan Yan suddenly felt an itch in his dantian.

    He looked inside blankly, and saw that the strange green medicinal power that had just been attached to his body and could not be absorbed was actually working.

    In just one breath, the dragon scale sword trembled slightly, and the blood just absorbed by the sword body was ejected with a ding!

    Yan Yan:

    Blood-devouring exercise, was rejected by the sword?

    And the dragon scale sword in his hand kept shaking, as if he was craving something, and the strange green medicine he had just taken in his body was shaking, and he seemed to want to escape from his dantian and pour into the sword .

    Yan Yan was at a loss, trying to force the medicinal power out of his body.

    Yan Yan: "!?"

    In an instant, the two-foot long sword in his hand was only born for a few days.

    A faint scorpion tail appeared on the pattern of the sword groove!

    Yan Yan heard the humming of the sword in his ear.

    !

    The spirit sword chirps softly, which is a sign that the spirit sword is about to enter the third rank!

    Yan Yan was stunned, ignoring the illusions in the formation, he hurriedly swallowed the remaining three sword pills into his mouth, and transferred them to the Dragon Scale Sword with aura.

    All of this seems familiar, very similar to his blood-devouring swordsmanship, which uses qi and blood to nourish the sword.

    It's just that the former is a medicinal pill to raise the sword body and make the treasure leap, while the latter's blood is only the power of swinging the sword a few times.

    "Om-"

    In an instant, the dragon scale sword trembled.

      The trembling of the sword seemed to chime in unison.

    In front of him, there also seemed to be a vision, seeing the sword in his hand from scratch, the animal bone sword embryo, calcined in the fire, swallowing the cloud flower juice, stabbed with a scorpion tail, …

    This is his sword.

    He was still, but he closed his eyes and entered the concentration.

    "Huh?"

    The white-haired old man guarding outside the sword formation opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at the formation.

    "No movement, dead?"

    He got up and was about to stop the formation, but he stopped.

     "What's the matter, the stinky boy is still enlightened in it?!"

    He frowned.

    But in doubt, the number of spirit swords hanging from the cypress trees behind him were trembling and shaking, wanting to fly into the sword formation!

    “??”

    "This brat is swallowing my sword?!"

    …

    Yan Yan woke up from Dingding, barely feeling the weight of the sword in his hand.

    Raising the sword, the sword will move with one's heart.

    "Is this the Kenshin that Senior Brother said?"

    He and the spirit sword have a tacit understanding.

    At this time, the operation of the sword art is actually a breeze.

    Yan Yan choked, and ten swords that fell on the ground floated in the air for a moment.

    The newly upgraded dragon scale sword emits eight sword beams, attracting the eight sword energy of the sword formation, expanding in an instant, and entering the formation one by one with a light sound.

    Although he still lacks eight spirit swords, his sword heart has already crossed the second major consummation!

    Eighteen is one.

    Yan Yan raised his eyes and pressed down the man in black with his sword.

    The blood sea feud suddenly turned into a phantom shatter.

    Ask the heart to break!