"Brother Ye, is Sister Wen awake?"
After getting a negative answer again, Shen Xinghai was no longer as panic-stricken as in previous times, but calmly greeted his two apprentices.
"Ah Xiu, Black Stone, if you don't advance in the way of swordsmanship, you will regress. The sea breeze is mild today, so hurry up and follow me to practice swordsmanship."
Wen Yun had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage seven days ago, and the speed at which he consumed spirit stones had also slowed down. It seemed that some of the spirit jade and magic stones that he had moved out of the Xuantian Secret Realm had been saved.
Although she did not wake up, her cultivation became stronger and stronger day by day, and she had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage with her daily improvement.
Ten days!
Reaching the Nascent Soul stage from no cultivation is an astounding speed. Even the storytellers in the teahouse wouldn't dare to make such a story!
Shen Xinghai was so shocked that he shut himself in for two days. On the night when Wen Yun formed his Nascent Soul, he stepped on a rotten wood and surfed the waves all night before he could calm himself down.
After calming down, he remembered that Wen Yun seemed to have always been abnormal and could not be judged as an ordinary person. Why should an ordinary person like himself compare himself with a abnormal person
So Shen Xinghai regained his composure and began to teach his apprentice with a good attitude.
Ye Shubai, who is also a master, is also taking care of his apprentice.
He had moved Wen Yun to a small cabin by the side early on. When the wind and waves were strong outside, he and Shen Xinghai went outside to control the magic boat to avoid the waves. Today, there were no waves, so he went back inside to guard her.
The man first skillfully threw the pile of discarded spirit stone powder out of the window, then generously piled new stones around Wen Yun. After doing this, his eyes involuntarily fell on her.
Even in the world of cultivation where beauties abound, Wen Yun's appearance is extremely outstanding. Even Ye Shubai, who never cares about appearance, can clearly see this.
When she was still in the outer courtyard, although some people looked down on her and bullied her because of her lack of cultivation, there were also many disciples who secretly helped her fetch water and sweep the floor; later, during the inner sect competition, a false rumor spread that she relied on her looks to make people surrender...
And after she fell into a deep sleep this time, her temperament became more and more extraordinary.
There was clearly no change between her features, but as her cultivation level increased, the mundane aura around her was stripped away bit by bit, as if she had truly become an inviolable goddess.
It’s a pity that the goddess’ face is now covered in dust, all of which are the remnants of the spiritual jade and magic stone consumed in the past few days.
Ye Shubai stood in front of her, thinking solemnly for a long time. His eyes moved from Wen Yun's face to her neck which was also covered in dust. Finally, he withdrew his hand.
Men and women should not touch each other or offend each other.
Ye Shubai took out the collection of spells given to him by Wen Yun, frowned and began to look through it for a suitable spell.
When it comes to magical talent, Ye Shubai can definitely be considered a genius.
However, he had not received any systematic introductory education in magic. He learned everything in Wen Yun's imaginative way. He had never learned how to cultivate his mental strength or the basic dragon language. Coupled with the attack from the unknown genius staff spirit, Ye Shubai once suspected that he was a fool.
I turned to the book and saw the cleaning spell written crookedly in dragon language by Wen Yun.
Ye Shubai raised his wooden sword and swung it, slowly replicating her casting movements from memory.
At this moment, the dragon bone placed next to Wen Yun's pillow suddenly emitted a golden-red light. The next moment, a clear and arrogant young voice was heard from the room.
"Fool, lowly human, look at your clumsy posture, how dare you dream of using the great dragon language magic?"
"… "
Ye Shubai's eyes gradually turned cold, and he slowly looked at the piece of dragon bone. Sure enough, this staff spirit was a male.
The dragon bone, which has absorbed a lot of magical elements from Wen Yun in the past few days, is no longer as dull and inconspicuous as it was a few days ago. Some golden lines can be vaguely seen on the gray bone, revealing its extraordinary origin.
The soul inside gradually regained its spirit and woke up from a long coma.
As a result, when Charmander woke up, he felt boundless anger and a hint of sadness!
It actually discovered another soul imprint in Wen Yun's spiritual sea of consciousness, and the aura on it was exactly the same as that of the man in front of it.
He followed her to this strange world, and was then locked in a black box for more than five hundred years. During these long years, he had been expecting Wen Yun to come and rescue him. But not only did the bad woman not come, but she also quickly found a new love while he was away
Is his new love a skinny thing like a boiled chicken? It has no wings and no fangs. I can bite his head to pieces with one bite!
Although Charmander is extremely weak now and cannot show his true form, he can still say a few sarcastic words -
"Weak and stupid thing, do you know the Dragon language? Kneel down and ask me for advice. I am willing to teach you a few words for the sake of this bad woman."
Just teach him how to address the great Lord Fire Dragon. As for teaching him magic spells, ha, that is absolutely impossible!
Is this skinny boiled chicken worthy of using the great dragon language magic
Ye Shubai ignored it. He murmured softly, repeating the cleansing spell that Wen Yun used in his memory word for word, and then lightly tapped the bright wooden sword in his hand.
A light flashed by, and the dust on Wen Yun's body was swept away.
Charmander swallowed back the sarcasm that was about to come out of his mouth, leaving only shock in his mind.
Why is this man so skilled in using magic gestures
How much did Wen Yun teach this new lover behind my back
Ye Shubai had a cold expression and didn't even look at the dragon bone, as if he had never heard it speak at all.
He lightly raised the wooden sword in his hand and took the object in his hand neatly. The next move was to throw it into the mustard seed bag.
It’s my own mustard seed capsule, not Wen Yun’s.
Charmander was so furious that he didn't even have time to swear. The only thought left was: How could there be such a despicable and shameless spirit in the world!
After forcibly taking the staff spirit away from Wen Yun, Ye Shubai resumed his elegant and calm demeanor, took the magic book and quietly read it by the window.
At this moment, the sky outside the cabin was dim, and the sound of Shen Xinghai teaching his two disciples could be heard occasionally. The waves hit the hull, causing it to sway slightly, and Wen Yun, who was lying quietly on the bed, swayed his hands and hung down.
Without even raising his head, Ye Shubai stretched out his hand to put the girl's hand back into the thin quilt. He was now very skilled at doing this kind of thing, after all, he had done it a lot in the past few days.
However, this time, his hand reached halfway and stopped moving.
The soft little hand held Ye Shubai's hand tightly.
He turned around unexpectedly and met a pair of sleepy eyes.
"You're awake."
Ye Shubai breathed a sigh of relief, and then subconsciously tried to pull his hand free. However, Wen Yun did not let go, but instead pulled him back forcefully.
She blinked and stared at his hand intently. The expression on her face changed from confusion to puzzlement. The face that should have been cold and elegant suddenly became lively.
At this moment, Wen Yun had just escaped from that wonderful space, and he still had the illusion of being in the clouds. He always felt unsteady under his feet and there was no end in sight above his head.
The only companion in the whole world was that ugly looking Jindan. The most frustrating thing was that Jindan gradually turned into a human form, and looked very similar to her.
That would be fine, but that little kid is always hanging behind her like a ghost. It's so weird!
When he woke up at this moment, the warmth from the other hand he was holding made Wen Yun realize that he had now left that void realm and returned to the real world.
So she tightly grasped Ye Shubai's hand, looked up, and met his slightly uncomfortable face.
Wen Yun then realized that his behavior was a little inappropriate and seemed a little unrestrained.
With Ye Shubai's old-fashioned personality, it goes without saying that he would act like a master and educate her.
So Wen Yun took the initiative and spoke before him—
"You molested me while I was unconscious."
She used a firm affirmative sentence rather than a question, and raised the hand she was holding, as if to use it as evidence.
Ye Shubai sat where he was, also shocked by Wen Yun's shamelessness.
At the same time, Shen Xinghai, who had just stepped into the room, was also shocked. He only heard these words, and the next moment he immediately became furious, drew his sword and stabbed at him -
"Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to be such a beast!"
He actually took advantage of Junior Sister Wen's sleep to do such a dirty thing! Such a gentleman's face is really wasted!
Ye Shubai drew his sword to block it, feeling extremely helpless, and even a rare sense of helplessness in his tone: "This is a misunderstanding."
Wen Yun also quickly turned over and stood up, saying, "Yes, yes, it was actually me who molested him."
As she spoke, she subconsciously tried to stop Shen Xinghai's sword. The latter had already regretted and wanted to retract his sword when he heard her speak. However, the sword was too fast and stabbed straight into Wen Yun's hand.
"Click"
The moment he caught the blade with his bare hands, the sword broke.
Wen Yun looked down at his hands, and found that they were completely unharmed, not even a scratch on the skin.
Shen Xinghai looked at the sword broken into two pieces on the ground as if struck by lightning. He was unable to speak for a long time, but his aura became increasingly weak and dejected.
He was born in a humble family and was able to enter the Qingliu Sword Sect through his own efforts. He was just an ordinary disciple of low status in the sect. The resources he received every month were barely enough to get by, and his wealth was naturally meager. He was far inferior to the direct disciples such as Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong.
Although this sword is not a magical weapon, it was forged by hand from various precious minerals collected with great effort. It is the most valuable treasure in his body.
Shen Xinghai covered his chest and slowly sat down on the ground, looking up, trying hard not to cry, but his eyes were slightly red.
Wen Yun felt extremely guilty, knowing that he had gotten into a big disaster this time.
She killed Senior Brother Shen’s wife!
So she didn't bother to figure out why she was not hurt by the sword, and took out all kinds of treasures from the mustard seed bag without hesitation.
These are all treasures looted in the Xuantian Secret Realm!
"Brother Shen, don't cry! I'll forge the sword for you!" Wen Yun hurriedly took out a piece of unfamiliar ore and asked carefully, "Can you see if this one can be used?"
"There will never be another sword that I can feel. My heart has died along with the sword. I think my sword path in this life ends here. Junior Sister Wen, there is no need to say more..."
As Shen Xinghai spoke, he lowered his head with a dead heart, and then he saw a piece of iron ore emitting a burning fire.
Um
Is this the thousand-year-old Fire Soul Iron? ! The Iron of his dreams
However, Wen Yun seemed dissatisfied with this piece: "This doesn't seem to work. If you use it to recast it, it won't match your original piece."
As she spoke, she prepared to put the thousand-year-old fire soul iron back into the mustard seed bag.
The next moment, Shen Xinghai, who had originally looked hopeless, suddenly jumped up, snatched the Huo Po Tie and held it tightly in his arms, his eyes full of ecstasy, and even the corners of his mouth tilted upwards in a smile uncontrollably.
Wen Yun was shocked by his reaction and hesitantly pointed at the two broken swords on the ground: "Brother Shen, don't you want your sword anymore?"
A broken sword can be recast. Wen Yun had helped Bai Yushan recast the broken sword countless times. Because the giant sword was made by Ye Shubai himself, Bai Yushan had never been willing to replace it with a new one.
Since Senior Brother Shen has such a deep affection for his sword, I think he would also recast the old sword, right
However, Shen Xinghai looked down at the broken sword, picked them up without hesitation, then opened the window and threw them into the dark sea.
Wen Yun was stunned: "Brother Shen, you just said that your heart went with this sword!"
Shen Xinghai, who was still holding back tears just now, laughed freely: "Haha, Junior Sister Wen, you should enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy. You should change swords when it is time to do so!"
As he spoke, he carefully put the thousand-year-old Fire Soul Stone into his mustard seed bag. His expression and posture were as if he had found his most precious treasure again. He was undoubtedly a scumbag.
Wen Yun: "..."
The way you threw the sword is just like the way I threw the firewood.
As if he realized that he had changed his mind too quickly, Shen Xinghai covered his lips and coughed lightly, then changed the subject as if nothing had happened, and asked with concern: "Junior Sister Wen, did my blind sword hurt you just now?"
Wen Yun opened his hands and shook his head: "No, I'm not injured."
It's strange to say, although Shen Xinghai's sword was just an ordinary stab without spiritual power, he should have suffered some minor injuries anyway, but in fact he was completely unharmed.
Shen Xinghai was also surprised and asked, "How can it be so terrifying after forming a Nascent Soul?"
Now it was Wen Yun's turn to be puzzled. She asked in astonishment, "Forming a Nascent Soul?"
"Yes." This time it was Ye Shubai who spoke. He nodded calmly, confirming Shen Xinghai's statement: "You are now at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage."
Wen Yun thought that he had simply consumed too much mental energy and fell into a dream. This time it was just like usual and he would return to normal after waking up.
Who knew that she had already slept for ten days, and after waking up, she had formed a Nascent Soul.
Shen Xinghai, with a silly smile on his face, held the Millennium Fire Soul Stone and went to study what the new sword should look like, leaving Ye Shubai in the room to answer Wen Yun's questions.
"But for ordinary cultivators to form a Nascent Soul, shouldn't the Golden Core break into pieces and then slowly give birth to the Nascent Soul?"
This was the so-called breaking of the elixir to form an infant. She had heard of it before.
Wen Yun's Nascent Soul was different. It looked like a golden elixir that was slowly nurtured. In the middle of the process, its shape became strange, and she disliked it for being ugly.
Because this golden elixir had never been broken, and she was still young, it was impossible for her to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, so Ye Shubai had not had the time to explain to her what the Nascent Soul stage was. Even Wen Yun did not realize that she had reached the Nascent Soul stage.
"Yes, after the golden elixir is broken, a golden Nascent Soul will condense in the Dantian. When you reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage, the Nascent Soul will turn from gold to jade. When it turns completely into jade, it means that you have cultivated to the Tribulation Crossing Stage."
Wen Yun recalled the color of his Nascent Soul, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.
She leaned towards Ye Shubai with a little uneasiness and asked in a low voice: "Ye Shubai, can you show me your Jade Infant?"
Wen Yun didn't know that this kind of thing was actually extremely taboo in the world of cultivation.
Unless under special circumstances, no cultivator would allow other people's spiritual power to penetrate into his Dantian. This is the most fatal and weakest part. If the other party has even the slightest evil intention in his mind, his cultivation and even his life will be in jeopardy.
However, Ye Shubai's expression remained calm, as if he did not feel embarrassed by what Wen Yun said. He looked at Wen Yun calmly, stretched out his hand, and allowed the other party to invade his body.
Wen Yun closed his eyes and concentrated, and soon saw Ye Shubai's small jade baby, which was covered with cracks and its body was broken and most of it was missing.
Those were traces of things that had been shattered and divided in the past. So far, only two pieces had been brought back, and one piece had been completely born in her body in order to save her.
But it can be seen that Ye Shubai's jade baby is indeed as clear as white jade, and even the facial features are exactly the same as his, very beautiful.
Wen Yun withdrew her hand, looked at Ye Shubai, and hesitated to speak. After thinking for a long time, she spoke carefully.
"My Nascent Soul looks a little strange." After a pause, she continued hesitantly: "It's not gold, nor is it jade... Forget it, you can see for yourself."
Ye Shubai soon found out what the strange thing Wen Yun was talking about was.
The moment the spiritual energy penetrated Wen Yun's dantian, he seemed to have entered a wonderful place. This space was vast and boundless. It didn't look like a dantian, but more like a blank world.
And hanging in the center of this world is a sleeping little girl. Her facial features are extremely similar to Wen Yun. I guess she will be exactly like her when she grows up.
The little girl had all her flesh and blood intact, and she could even vaguely sense the soft and steady breathing of this Nascent Soul figure.
It is indeed neither gold nor jade.
Wen Yun waited anxiously for Ye Shubai's answer. She had only been in the cultivation world for half a year and didn't know any other seniors. She had no idea about the strange things that had happened to her.
First, her cultivation was strangely emptied, and then she absorbed the spiritual power of 100,000 spiritual jades to form a Nascent Soul. Everything that happened to her was extremely unreasonable.
Finally, when Ye Shubai opened his eyes, Wen Yun asked cautiously, "Is my Nascent Soul okay?"
Nascent Soul is related to life, and she, who is afraid of death, can't help but be extremely vigilant.
Ye Shubai did not answer her question. He seemed to be lost in thought. After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly.
"Before the path to ascension was cut off, the Qingliu Sword Sect had three seniors who ascended to the sky."
His voice was clear and cold, and even though his tone did not have any ups and downs, it was very pleasant to listen to, and it dispelled a lot of the uneasiness that Wen Yun had just felt.
"I learned from the handwriting left by a senior before he ascended to heaven that the jade infant of the ascended cultivator will turn into a flesh and blood clone. At that time, as long as the infant survives, the main body will not die. This is immortality."
"But you haven't ascended yet, why..."
Before Ye Shubai could finish his words, the magic boat suddenly shook violently, interrupting him.
At the same time, Shen Xinghai outside shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Ye, it seems that we are about to hit the huge reef ahead!"
Wen Yun suppressed his confusion, quickly stood up and followed Ye Shubai out.
I couldn't see clearly ahead due to the heavy fog just now, but now that I'm closer I see there is a huge reef not far away. The magic boat is now being pushed straight forward by the sudden surging waves.
Ye Shubai had a stern expression. He quickly said "Don't be afraid" before bursting out with all his spiritual power. He flew forward and worked together with Shen Xinghai to control the magic boat to avoid the attack.
However, the magic ship was too close to the giant reef, and huge waves suddenly arose on the sea. They tried their best but could only delay the time of the magic ship's collision but could not change its direction.
No, we'll all be doomed!
Wen Yun's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shubai threw the wooden sword in his hand towards her tacitly.
Wen Yun took the sword and strode forward against the strong wind, while his lips opened and closed, chanting the spell quickly.
We have to be quick and seize the time that Ye Shubai and Shen Xinghai have bought to complete it.
Unexpectedly, the advanced magic that originally took a long time to prepare was completed very quickly this time!
After just a few dozen breaths, a chill emanated from the tip of the wooden sword.
"Thousands of miles of ice!"
The moment this magic was completed, the originally turbulent sea water instantly froze into solid ice, and the entire magic ship suddenly stopped on the ice!
Wen Yun stood at the bow of the boat in a daze, looking at his hands in shock.
Just now, she was in a hurry and forgot to take out the magic stone to call on magic power, so what she used just now... was not magic power.
That was the strange warm current that had flowed into her body earlier!