Chapter 22 Secondary Cultivation

It's unbelievable that he can use the newborn in the process of moving. It is estimated that he can still be born without preparing and reading the summons for a period of training. Ming Jian stared at Lu Yuanhan in the attack and thought: Now he is estimated to be the strength of the tenth moon guard. Such an amazing rate of rise, but after all, it is not surprising that it is him.

However, even if Lu Yuanhan is cold, if he does not cultivate his second life, his strength will never step into the first echelon and fight against the real enemy he will face in the future.

Ming Jian sighed in his heart: Ye Sheng, I'm sorry, I think you will understand me.

The sword waved the sword, and it was also a purple wind. It was a huge purple tornado that hit the cold road. Lu Yuanhan didn't expect that his father's sword had so many similarities with his own sword. I'm afraid it was only different.

Lu Yuanhan could not escape this dead-angled attack and was soon involved in the wind. He circled around in the tornado, and soon he was dizzy. The wind was mixed with countless large and small iron stones transformed from the soul, constantly hitting his body. He could hear the sound of his fracture and feel it. To the pain of skin opening.

He couldn't control his body at all. The power was too different. At this time, another stone hit his swordless hand. The so-called ten fingers connected his heart. Lu Yuanhan felt heart-like pain, but he still clenched his sword. This is not only his weapon, but also his friend and companion. Deep in his heart, he has regarded Wujian as his father.

"This is the end."

Lu Yuanhan was shocked when he heard this sound - he felt that the Mingjian was beside him. As he kept spinning in the wind, but he couldn't move, and the sword stood there safely. The sword pointed straight to the back of his hand, and Lu Yuanhan felt a chill.

Mingjian stared at Lu Yuanhan's eyes, stabbed the sword vertically, straight through the back of his hand, and splashed blood around. Lu Yuanhan shouted heartbreakingly because of severe pain, but... Wujian was still tightly held by Lu Yuanhan!

"I...never, never..." Lu Yuanhan gasped, and his facial features had been distorted by pain. He still said clearly, "I will never let go. I want to win, I want to win!" I want to save my sister and companions!"

The Mingjian looked at Lu Yuanhan's almost fiery eyes and personally felt the hot blood bursting out from Zeng Luyuan's body. The Mingjian, which had been sealed for many years, had long been used to what it was called cold. I didn't expect that now you would be infected by the flame of this newborn calf.

However, the sword was touched, and still looked at Lu Yuanhan coldly and slowly said, "Next blow, I will directly cut off your right arm!"

The Mingjian pulled out the sword from the back of Lu Yuanhan's hand, and Lu Yuanhan screamed again, and the blood was stained with his hand and his opponent's sword. Ming Jian was expressionless and waved his sword down again, aiming at Lu Yuanhan's right elbow.

Lu Yuanhan closed his eyes and thought that his arm would be cut off at this moment. What he didn't expect was that he only heard the sound of two swords touching each other, which was not the sharp pain he imagined.

He opened his eyes with effort and saw that the sword hung in the air to block the attack of the underworld sword. Slowly a hand appeared at the hilt of the sword, and then his whole body emerged.

is without a sword, and he is humanized again. Lu Yuanhan looked at the swordless back, remembered the back that his father fell when he died twelve years ago, and couldn't help sighing.

"I didn't expect that you and Ye Sheng are exactly the same," Ming Jian jumped a few meters later and said to the swordless in front of him, "Is it Lu Yesheng..."

"There is nothing," Wu Jian interrupted. "What you have to remember is that I don't want to save him, but I want to save myself."

"Oh. That's right. As soon as Lu Yuanhan dies, your soul will be annihilated. In other words, the sword's feet are a little wall, and his body rushes straight to the swordless. "As long as you die, Lu Yuanhan will also die!"

The tornado has disappeared, and Lu Yuanhan, who was unattended, fell directly to the ground. He spit out a mouthful of blood and felt that his internal organs were about to explode. He frowned, endured the severe pain of being pierced by his palm, stretched out his left hand to his right hand and said, "The more spell, medicine."

These are some basic spells he learned with the help of Xia Yi. Although it is the lowest level of healing spell, it can at least stop bleeding and slow recovery.

Lu Yuanhan looked up at the two people who were constantly waving their swords in the air and kept attacking. He had never understood why the moon sword or feather whip had their own soul, and could even humanize.

What he couldn't understand was why his swordless grew exactly like his father Lu Ye, but his father's sword was a person he had never seen before. Is it possible that Wei Xiu has to have such a "talk" with his moon sword every month in the process of being born?

The swordless fell beside Lu Yuanhan and said to him, "Your war should end by yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the swordless once again turned into a sword and fell in Lu Yuanhan's left hand. Lu Yuanhan smiled bitterly: Fortunately, the dead man taught himself the essentials of swinging the sword with his left hand during the special training, otherwise he would be really desperate this time.

Lu Yuanhan knew that he was by no match of the Ming Sword. When the Ming Sword used the purple tornado again, Lu Yuanhan instantly used the purple shield to protect himself, took the purple shield to use the soul, and moved rapidly around the Ming Sword and never approached the Ming Sword.

Mingjian stared at Lu Yuanhan, who suddenly learned to be smart, and thought to himself: It seems that this boy's intuition and understanding in battle are amazing. Lu Yuanhan took advantage of the moment when the Mingjian was distracted, he used his left hand and hit the back of the head of the Mingjian to split the purple-black sword wind. At the same time, he used a spell to make the Mingjian unable to turn its head at that second.

hit! Lu Yuanhan didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly. He looked at the front of the purple smoke and smiled reassuringly.

"It's really dangerous," the sound of the sword came from the smoke, and Lu Yuanhan opened his incredible eyes, "I'm almost dying in your hands, but--

The pure black sword wind quickly cut from the smoke, and the road was resisted by the purple shield. The purple shield was smashed in an instant, and the sword wind accurately cut his body.

Has it been cut in half? Why don't you feel pain?

Lu Yuanhan's eyes were dark. He only felt cold and had no five senses. He didn't know what was happening around him. Damn, I didn't expect to die in the hands of my father's sword. Oh, this is too ironic.

......

I don't know how long time has passed, as if I am in a vacuum. Everything around me is dark and endless darkness, devouring people constantly sinking, sleeping and unable to open my eyes.

It's so quiet and cold. There is no one around me, which makes me feel so lonely. Yu Chen, how is she? Her body hasn't been taken to the experiment, has she? Xia Yi and Jiang Xiaoxiao don't know what happened with Jin Minjun. Sister Shan Xue seems to have been taken away by Xiao Nanhuo. Won't anything happen? And everyone, they haven't seen each other for four days since they parted. Are they still alive?

Why am I still thinking about this? Am I dying? There are still many questions, what are theku man and Jin Minjun plotting about, who is the girl who brought me to this seal room, who is in Yu Chen, and what happened to his father?

No, I can't die, I can't die, I can't die, I can't die...

You can't die!

Lu Yuanhan suddenly opened his eyes, and he only saw a dark piece of nothing.

It's so quiet. He just tried to roar and could feel the sound band moving, but there was no sound. He was not deaf. Where is this? Lu Yuanhan looked at his feet and did not step on the ground. His whole body was suspended in a dark space, up and down, east, west, north and south, all black and there was no end.

Is it the inner world again? Is it the same as every time you talk to Wujian before? Lu Yuanhan was stunned and found a figure in front of him. Is it swordless? No, it seems to be a woman's figure.

Lu Yuanhan rushed over. When he was only a few meters away from the woman, he slowed down and was shocked by such a familiar back?

The woman turned around, and it was really her.

But why is it her and why is it her mother?

Qiu Xinjin's lips were moving and seemed to say something, but Lu Yuanhan couldn't hear anything, and suddenly she disappeared. Then Lu Yuanhan's stepfather Ling Yuze appeared, who disappeared in a short time, followed by Xia Yi, Jiang Xiaoxiao, Jin Minjun, Kuren, Zhang Yize, Ji Xiaoji...

Oh, my God! What the hell is going on? Every minute there is a person, everyone is talking, and nothing can be heard! More and more people no longer disappear. The black crowd appeared in front of Lu Yuanhan's eyes. Everyone chattered with the same expression, making Lu Yuanhan's ears almost deaf and his head about to explode.

"You have to find a person who will be your only learning object."

The voice without a sword, as usual, can't see him, but can hear him speak in his heart.

"Who?"

"I can't say. You are in my common inner world with you. Yuan Han, you finally understand me a little more.

"How can I find it if you don't tell me who it is?"

"The soul learning of Yueshi will always be triggered only when he enters the inner world with the moon sword when he is most desperate. If he succeeds, he will be born, and if he fails, he will die forever. Countless moon warriors will die on the way to learn the soul."

"What the hell are you talking about? These are useless."

"Far cold. You once said that the moon sword must be similar. People's learning was originally imitated. Even the original founder was imitating. Airplanes imitated birds and saws imitated leaves. That's all I said.

The sound is getting weaker and disappearing.

"No sword? No sword? No sword, no sword. No sword!"

No one responded to Lu Yuanhan. He suddenly opened his eyes. Hundreds of people had appeared in front of him. He gradually felt despair and slowly knelt down on the ground. He raised his head and saw Ling Yuchen in the crowd. She was crying. Although she couldn't hear anything, her mouth was clearly shouting for her brother to save me...

Lu Yuanhan stood up and knew that he was desperate. However, only when people are desperate do they know how precious hope is. What hope is? Lu Yuanhan told himself that he can't be afraid. What is hope? I hope it's me.

His eyes became firm, and the dark space was shaking. There were more and more people, but Lu Yuanhan was no longer fearlessly looking for it. There was something surging in his heart. He suddenly pulled out his sword and let out light in his eyes. He roared: I found it, it's you!

The crowd slowly disappeared, leaving only one person in place.

I wore some broken black cabinet coats and didn't fasten the buttons. Very strong, estimated to be about 1.9 meters, with messy hair, ferocious facial features, several scars on his face, fierce eyes, an excited smile at any time, and a grin open mouth revealing reflective tiger teeth. He is looking forward to the battle.

It's you, the eighth day of the first lunar month!