Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

Ye Shuwen didn't really think too much in his heart when he used up his last spiritual power to throw Jun Xiao stranger on top.

There was only one thought in his mind that he could not let Jun Xiao stranger fall with him.

The wind in his ears sounded loudly, the abyss fissures above his head rapidly distanced, and from afar came the cries of Junxiao's torn heart and lungs - "Brother!!! ”

Ye Xiuwen tried to pull the corner of his lip, but ended up in a straight line.

Little sister is going to be sad for a while this time, just like the last time she thought "Little Bunch” was dead.

Maybe this stubborn little sister will cry again? But he can no longer comfort each other.

With such regret, Ye Shuwen closed his eyes, and the gap in the top of his head that turned into a white line finally disappeared from the curtain.

……

After a long time, Ye Shuwen woke up. He woke up in a torn pain.

… not dead?

Ye Shuwen looked up and found that he was no longer able to see the crack in the top of his head - which can only indicate that he was far away from Junxiao, far away from where Junxiao was staying.

There was a feeling of loss in my heart, but I was also fortunate.

I'm glad I'm not dead. I'm glad I still have hope to go back. Ye Shuwen is very clear, with Jun Xiaoyuan's spleen, if something really happened to her this time, she may not be able to adjust for a long time and not say, and may even do some extreme things.

For example, jump down to find yourself...

I have to say, Ye Shuwen still knows Jun Xiaowei quite well. If Jun and his wife hadn't arrived in time, Jun Xiaowei might have really jumped.

Ye Shuwen sighed lightly, converged various thoughts and began to observe the surrounding environment.

… the net?

Ye Shuwen found out that he was lying on a huge web, and there were still some shadows on the web, and he couldn't tell what it really was.

This net is very elastic, which is why Ye Shuwen didn't fall to death.

Ye Shuwen struggled to sit up, clasped his lips, and began to crawl to one side of the net… On the way, he encountered those dark bones, not only those of men, but also of spiritual beasts.

This net looks more like a nursery field, or hunting ground.

Ye Shuwen's heart lifted high, releasing his senses with vigilance and preparing himself for battle with tension.

However, until he touched the edge of the net, he did not encounter any unexpected circumstances.

Ye Shuwen sighed relieved and climbed out of the net and stood on solid land. This remains the depths of the death pit, with no light penetrating through it, surrounded by depressing pitch darkness.

“Hmm...” Ye Shuwen snorted, covering his heart.

He was about to break down the hierarchical barrier before, and then a series of things broke through the process, and now the spiritual activity in his body has finally reached its peak. If he doesn't find a place to fix it firmly enough to break down the barrier, he will most likely die of explosion.

At this time, it was too late to look carefully for the right place. Ye Shuwen thought about it and simply sat down. He took several charts from the storage ring and laid them aside. After starting the chart, he began to sit up with his eyes closed.

In spite of the dangers involved, he could not be allowed to continue to drag on under urgent circumstances.

The defensive formation emitted a faint blue light in the depths of a pitch-black death. Ye Shuwen's heart started beating wildly, and as he began to fight, he gradually calmed down.

Ye Shuwen entered a subtle realm, and he could “see" that his spiritual energy was gradually softened around his body, along the meridians of his body, slowly entering the Dantian place.

Dantian was originally a fog-masked nothingness, and all the spiritual energy was evenly distributed throughout Dantian, like a friendly neighborhood that was safe and sound.

Ye Shuwen guided the spiritual energy to run in his body for two weeks until his spiritual energy in Dantian and Kanju had completely subsided and was able to flow with his own mind.

At this time, Ye Shuwen was able to feel the obvious swelling and pain in his meridian and Dantian.

This is a manifestation of the body's spiritual energy slightly exceeding its meridian and Dantian bearing capacity. It is also a signal that Ye Shuwen can break through the peak of Qi Level 12, impacting the foundation period.

Ye Xiuwen read his mind and slowly led the excess spiritual energy in the meridian to the Dantian field.

The spiritual energy in the Dantian field, under the perfusion of the new spiritual energy, had a small tremor, and slowly the fog-covered white began to thicken and clear.

While Ye Shuwen compressed the spiritual qi in the meridian into the Dantian field, the spiritual qi of the outside world began to slowly supplement his meridian, keeping his meridian in a state of fullness and swelling forever, while the white fog in the Dantian field began to slowly rotate in the same direction...

After a long time, maybe a time, maybe a few days, Ye Shuwen only felt a strong sense of turmoil coming from the Dantian field, then “bombed”, as if there was somewhere inside to blow up, his head was blank, and the spiritual energy around him began to rush towards his Dantian and Sutra.

Unlike before, Leaf Shuwen can no longer feel the kind of swelling pain filled with dantian and meridians, but has a strong desire to absorb spirituality - desire, as if Dantian and meridians had been expanded countless times all at once.

However, this is not the illusion of Ye Shuwen. With this outbreak, he finally managed to rush into the foundation stage, and the body's dantian and ganglia, as well as bones and blood, have undergone qualitative changes.

If the Dantian and Kaiju veins of Ye Shuwen were just a lake and a few streams, then the Ya Shuwen veins and Dantian are now rivers and oceans, and the spiritual qi that can be accommodated in them is in no way comparable to that of a practicing monk.

After Ye Shu Wenping recovered, he took a look at the situation in the Dantian and the meridian, and found that there was a liquid swirl spinning spontaneously in the Dantian, and all the spiritual energy slowly converged into this swirl, and was slowly released.

This is the difference between the foundation building period and the gas practice level, and when the foundation building period reaches the Kindan stage, this little whirlpool will undergo further compression and change, eventually forming a solid, circular golden dan.

However, according to the book, the color of the ground-building whirlpool is generally related to the type of spiritual roots of the brothers, the wood system is green, the thunder system is purple, the fire system is red, the earth system is brown, the water system is blue… and the leaves Shuwen is the spiritual roots, which, in principle, should be translucent colors, like clear streams.

Yet Ye Shuwendan's small swirl in the field is a pale golden colour.

Why gold?

Ye Shuwen flashed a little confusion in his heart.

At this point, an angry drink interrupted his mind: "Wait for the child! How dare you absorb all your gold spirits!!! ”

Ye Shuwen opened his eyes violently and saw a shadow rushing towards him quickly. He instantly pulled out his frosty sword from the storage ring, swinging quickly in the direction of the shadow rushing towards him, and the much stronger sword in the direction of the shadow cut straight into the past.

“Tsk, not bad.” In the darkness, Ye Shuwen couldn't see the other person's face, he just thought that the voice was very old.

This reminds him of Chi Lao, but obviously, Chi Lao is now on his way to the clan with a fresh disciple and his descendants. He will definitely not show up here.

Ye Shuwen and the other party had passed hundreds of tricks. At first, he had always focussed on defense in order to be cautious. Later, he slowly turned to defense as an active offense.

This is not the downwind of the other party. On the contrary, Ye Shuwen can feel that the other party's strength is very strong, and is by no means comparable to that of his new foundation-building brother.

However, he also did not perceive the intention to kill from the other party, although the initial roar was really frightening, and after dozens of moves, Ye Shuwen felt that the other party was correcting his way of attacking.

Ye Shuwen was originally a highly talented practitioner, otherwise he would not have been designated a disciple of the Cold Sword Sect at a young age. Now, it seems that the tall man has the heart to teach himself. Ye Shuwen naturally learns with a serious attitude.

Gradually, he felt he had gained a new understanding of swordsmanship.

“Mm-hmm. Nice. Nice, just you.” A few hundred more moves later, the tall man who couldn't see clearly suddenly said to Ye Shuwen.

Just me?

Ye Shuwen flashed a little confusion in his heart, and the next second, he felt only a pain in the neck, and he fainted straight away.

When he woke up again, Ye Shuwen discovered that his surroundings had changed. Instead of being the basement of that dark painted death pit, it was in a room filled with medicine. The room was full of sunshine, bright and pleasant.

Were you rescued by the High One and returned to the ground?

As soon as the thought rose, it was no longer difficult to suppress, and he sat up in a hurry, and when he got out of bed, he was going to open the door to see the scene outside.

“Drink, you doll, what's the rush to get down here? Do you know that my bed is a good thing? It still hurts me to be occupied by you! ”

An old voice echoed in the room, Ye Shuwen was looking for the source of the sound and saw an old man walking in through the door.

The old man saw him get out of bed and had to stare at him.

Ye Xiuwen had no idea what was going on.

“Excuse me... was this senior saved?” Ye Shuwen asked politely.

“Huh! Do I look like such a nice person?” The old man frowned and asked obliquely with Ye Shuwen.

Ye Shuwen stopped talking because he really didn't know how to get back to the old man.

“You're so boring, it's not funny enough for the girl you remember.” The old man touched his beard and disgusted.

“Did you see my memories?” Ye Shuwen twisted his eyebrows.

“What, can't you? I have to figure out who they are before I take them in, right?” The old man glanced at Shuuwen Ye again.

Ye Xiuwen: “…”

Apprentice?