Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh Daosheng one, sword two
The four people in Tianyu City have finished their training today, and Li Xiuyuan's training has just begun.
At this moment, he felt the pressure from the sky and the changes brought about by his Hidden Dragon in the Abyss.
If the dozen water dragons that rushed up into the sky were one that was born from Tao, then the one that was scattered by the divine thunder and spread its wings on the phoenix was two that were transformed from one.
After his master Long Qingfeng taught him the Shenlong Sword Technique, he felt for the first time that the Hidden Dragon in the Yuan could really turn into two and create new moves.
The hidden dragon that broke out of the abyss turned into a phoenix in the sky. What if it changes again?
Quietly, Li Xiuyuan let the lake water falling from the air pour on him, but he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart.
He captured in his mind the change in the moment when the water dragon turned into a phoenix. He wanted to evolve the second form of the hidden dragon in the abyss. What should it be called?
Phoenix spreads its wings? Phoenix flies? Phoenix cuts?
The second form is already earth-shattering, so how will the third form evolve?
For a moment, he was a little confused.
After much thought, he decided to name the second style evolved from Qian Long Zai Yuan Feng Wu Jiutian.
Since Qianlong is unwilling to lurk under the abyss, let him transform into a phoenix and cut through the sky!
Thinking of this, he transformed into a divine dragon and soared into the sky from the lake to attract thunder. He wanted to test whether his evolved body could withstand the divine thunder in the sky.
"Boom!" Two rays of divine thunder struck him in succession!
The divine thunder above the thunder cloud was angered by the young man in the Tianlei Lake. As the two divine thunder struck down, several more divine thunders turned into golden swords in no particular order and struck down on Li Xiuyuan's head!
Although today's divine thunder does not get stronger when it encounters a strong force, the number of divine thunder struck by it is many times greater than yesterday!
As if the young man in the lake is immortal, someone in the sky will have no peace!
Li Xiuyi, who had just jumped into the air, was struck back into the Tianlei Lake by streaks of divine thunder before he could look further.
In an instant, he felt the burning and tearing pain on his body!
Dozens of divine thunder struck his body, and even the evolved divine dragon's body was torn apart again!
The golden blood instantly dyed the surface of Tianlei Lake red and spread quietly in all directions.
Before he had been happy for a quarter of an hour, Li Xiuyuan was knocked back to his original state again. At this moment, he was even worse than the four monks in Tianyu City, with not a single piece of meat in his body.
Even though he was in the lake, there was still a strong smell of burning in the cold air, which was the smell after his body was split, torn, and burned by divine thunder.
Li Xiuyuan, who was in the lake, smelled the burning smell coming from his body and couldn't help but vomit out the meat porridge he had eaten in the morning, instantly polluting the lake water.
Although the divine thunders from all directions did not fall together today, he was hit by dozens of divine thunders indiscriminately while he was in the air, and the damage he received was even more severe than yesterday!
Just like the four Xiuzhus, Li Xiuyuan, who had only persisted in Tianlei Lake for an hour, had to drag his disabled body slowly towards the shore.
The damage caused to him by the divine thunder today, he may not be able to practice in Tianlei Lake again without a few days of rest.
Looking at the hazy sky above his head and the lingering smell of the spring rain, Li Xiuyuan secretly smiled bitterly and said: "This is the price for making you arrogant."
He went back to the tree hole, dried his body, and put on clean clothes. He wondered if the spring rain would stop tonight. He would have to boil a pot of concoction to soak it, and it would take several days to heal the wounds all over his body.
Kung fu healing.
He sighed softly, fell sideways on the animal skin rug, opened his mouth and cursed!
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Outside Tianmen Pass, the army has completed its assembly and is only waiting for an order from the Marshal's Mansion to march to the battlefield.
After sharpening the sword all winter, it’s time to take it out of its sheath.
In the Marshal's Mansion, Zhuge Yuanying looked at Deputy Marshal Feng Taiyi who walked in, pointed at the killing sounds in the barracks, and said with a smile: "They have been bored all winter, and finally they are going to be the tiger that comes out of the cage!"
Looking at the billowing dust in the military camp, Feng Taiyi said quietly: "It's not enough to have passion. What they are going to face is the devil from outside the territory."
In his opinion, what he faced in late autumn last year was only desolate beasts under the command of heavenly demons. Even so, the monks at Tianmen Pass were still seriously injured, not to mention the extraterrestrial demons who had not yet appeared.
Zhuge Yuanying didn't even raise his head and replied calmly: "No matter what the opponent in front of us is, we must win this protracted war. Brother Feng should know that we cannot afford to lose this ten-year war!"
Feng Taiyi responded calmly: "Since we are in the mortal world, how can we not be worried by the aura of the mortal world?"
Zhuge Yuanying slowly raised his head to look at him and said something unrelated: "I wonder if you and I will break through again in ten years?"
"Practice is like sailing against the current. Even if you and I become the marshals of Tianmen Pass, we still have a lot of things to do, not to mention that practice is only a personal matter? How dare we not practice with all our lives?!"
Feng Taiyi couldn't help but sigh quietly as he thought about his state of being immovable for many years.
"Practice is like sailing against the current..." Zhuge Yuanying repeated softly, with a bitter smile on his face.
He sighed softly: "You and I have been practicing for hundreds of years, but we have only reached this state. I also hope that through the flames of the Shura battlefield, we can reach a higher state!"
Feng Taiyi retracted his gaze towards the military camp and said proudly: "I closed my eyes and sat in the mountains without seeing any movement for decades. I risked my life to create some glory on the Shura battlefield."
"There are still nine years left, why are you in a hurry? No one can predict the outcome until the last moment!"
Zhuge Yuanying smiled, pointed to the steaming kettle on the table and said, "Sit down and drink tea!"
The Shura battlefield derived from the extraterrestrial battlefield lasted for tens of thousands of years, and there was never a battle with a complete victory between the two sides.
Whether it is the Shura battlefield in the lower realm or the extraterritorial battlefield outside Tianyu City, both sides have suffered countless casualties for thousands of years, and there is no complete solution.
In their opinion, this ten-year war will end with both sides withdrawing their troops at the expense of money!
"If we can't completely eliminate them, this war will be meaningless!"
Zhuge Yuanying returned to the previous topic and said coldly: "Whether you or I want it or not, behind the countless casualties in this shocking battle, we will be rewarded with continued killing for the next thousand years."
While Mrs. Feng was boiling water and making tea, she quietly looked at the boiling water submerged in the pot. After a moment of silence, she replied: "So you want to find an answer?!"
"What can I do? Once again, I wonder where we will be in the next thousand years? Maybe, ten years later, it is still unknown whether you and I can return to Tianxiang City!"
It was cold in spring, and Zhuge Yuanying looked out through the glazed windows of the hall, past the tent of the military camp, and into the wasteland outside Tianmen Pass.
"In three days, you will lead the armies of the three towns of Yong'an to the Chaos Wasteland, and I will lead the four towns of Qinglong to the God Burial Plains, and let the flames of war of the past ten years burn on the two plains."
Listening to these words, Feng Taiyi was thoughtful and slowly responded: "Can we win it within five years?"
Zhuge Yuanying turned his head, picked up the tea in front of him, looked at him quietly and said: "Even if we spend five years conquering these two plains, we must know that there are Death Plains and Dark Moon Desert behind...
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Feng Taiyi looked at him and sighed: "It's such a life-threatening torture!"
"No matter how difficult it is, we still have to survive these ten years."
Zhuge Yuanying looked at him and said seriously: "Next time, it won't be your turn or my turn to come here. Please cherish this opportunity now."
Feng Taiyi thought for a while, looked at him and asked: "Will you and I be sent to the battlefield outside Tianyu City next time?"
Zhuge Yuanying shook his head and said softly: "Who knows? That place will never be opened even in 50,000 years. How can it be your turn and my turn to fight for it?"
Feng Taiyi smiled bitterly and said: "You also said that no one can be sure, so just leave it to fate."
Zhuge Yuanying nodded and said, "When will you go to Yong'an Town?"
"Go tomorrow!" Feng Taiyi said seriously without thinking, looking at him.
Zhuge Yuanying was slightly startled when he heard this. He looked at the determined deputy commander in front of him and couldn't help but reveal a compassionate smile on his face.
His frown gradually turned into the character "Chuan". He looked at him and sighed, "This is the first battle in the spring. It's not easy to fight!"
Mrs. Feng nodded and said in a solemn voice: "It's better not to hide in Tianmen Pass just because of fear! We came to Shura battlefield just to fight on the battlefield!"
Spring is the season of growth for all things, but what is about to usher in on the battlefield of Shura is a battle of carnage and destruction with no way back.
Even God's will here cannot stop it.
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Out of his belief in his divine dragon body and the treatment with the elixir, Li Xiuyuan believed that he would recover in a few days, but his injuries were too serious.
Moreover, the torn wounds on his chest and back stimulated him all the time. Even if he occasionally woke up from his coma, the pain made him start to think about whether to continue practicing in Tianlei Lake.
He sat up and leaned against the tree hole, tilting his head slightly to look at the slanting spring rain outside, and coughed twice weakly.
He thought to himself: "It seems that there is no way to go to Tianlei Lake to practice today, so let's just be lazy for a day."
He raised his trembling right hand to cover his painful chest, frowned and tried to light a fire to boil a pot of water. Thinking that he was still in a tree hole, he gave up this stupid idea.
The spring rain was still falling outside the tree cave, and thunder struck down one after another in the sky. I couldn't help but wonder, did the four guys in Tianyu City not want their lives?
Now he understands that besides himself, there are practitioners who are more desperate than him, not to mention that this is Tianlei Lake where people can die if they are not careful in any minute.
Thinking of the thunder that fell on him several times yesterday, he turned his gaze from the sky back into the tree hole in shock, silently took out a jar of apricot flower wine, and took a sip.
Others looked at the sword while drunk, but he was drunk so he could carefully look at the wounds on his body.
It was windy and rainy last night, and I fell asleep in a dead sleep. Since I won't go to Tianlei Lake to practice today, I need to recover some strength, so I boil a large pot of potion to soak the wounds on my body.
Looking inside, Li Xiuyuan was silent for a long time. After thinking about it, he poured a glass of apricot wine and drank it. He murmured to himself: "It's incredible that he is still alive after being so seriously injured."
I thought to myself that I had been lying here all day, and that the woman across the lake would not be able to find this place. Fortunately, I had set up a magic circle, otherwise I might have become the food for the monsters at night.
He lowered his head and took another piece of dried meat and chewed it in his mouth. He had to eat when he had nothing to do. Only when he was full could he have the strength to boil water and boil medicine to treat his wounds.
He decided that after leaving Tianlei Lake, he would never play this desperate and dangerous game again.
He didn't like drinking very much, so he had to hold a glass of wine, take a bite of meat, and lean silently in the hole of the tree to think about his thoughts.
The back mountain of the academy has never suffered such a serious injury. Even if he was swallowed by the dragon in the Demon Realm, he arrived at Tianyu City in a daze?
Even when he was knocked down into the abyss by the killers sent by Wen Jianyi in Tianxiang Academy, it didn't seem to be as serious as today.
Chapter completed!