Alchemist Sword Sect

Pang Luo suddenly pointed at the side.

Lu Chen's expression became solemn, and he no longer thought it was boring to accompany Pang Xinshui to hold high, but regarded it as a kind of practice.

Half a day passed quickly.

Pang Xinshui was already tired, so she was coaxed to sleep by Pang Luo.

She is just over eight years old this year, and she is an innocent little girl.

But her spiritual power has already reached the inner touch.

No wonder Pang Luo said that her spiritual talent is very powerful, this is not an exaggeration, she is even modest.

"Chen'er, how is your understanding?"

After Pang Luo settled Pang Xinshui, she came over and asked with concern.

Lu Chen said: "Master, Shui'er is able to change directions in the air, and it uses mental tentacles to swim on the surface of the body, so as to sense the movement of the wind."

"So fast?"

Pang Luo was taken aback.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Master, hold it high?"

"What's the height?"

Pang Luo laughed, and threw Lu Chen into the air.

I saw that Chase Lu in mid-air closed his eyes.

He began to learn Pang Xinshui, using his mental power to perceive the movement of the wind in the air.

In the beginning, no matter how concentrated his mind was, Chen Lu could only perceive himself, not follow the wind.

However, when he got closer and closer to the ground, he couldn't help feeling extremely nervous.

Because Pang Luo is gone!

Pang Luo threw herself tens of feet high, but disappeared.

If he falls to the ground, he will be disabled if he is not killed.

Lu Chen hurriedly mobilized his mental power frantically.

Eh.

He suddenly felt a gust of wind.

Even though the speed was extremely fast and there was wind all around him, he could only feel a trace of wind.

Lu Chen made a decisive decision, followed his feeling, and sent all his mental power to that direction.

brush.

His body suddenly glided to the right.

"It's done!"

Lu Chen was overjoyed.

"So fast!"

Pang Luo exclaimed.

At some point, he had come to Lu Chen's side.

Originally, he just wanted to stimulate Lu Chen and let Lu Chen feel it first.

Who knew, Lu Chen learned it all at once.

This comprehension is truly terrifying.

"Master, throw me a little higher."

Lu Chen said suddenly.

"good."

Pang Luo grabbed it with his right hand and threw Lu Chen into the air again tens of feet high.

I saw Chase Lu suddenly flying to the left and then to the right.

And at the back, Lu Chen started to wander around at will.

"The artistic conception of the wind! Hahahaha."

Lu Chen laughed loudly in the air.

I didn't expect to step into the door like this, and finally comprehend the artistic conception of the wind.

This trip is worthwhile!

Pang Luo was dumbfounded.

He watched Lu Chen walk down from the air, speechless for a while.

After living for so many years, I have seen enough geniuses.

The suzerain, Duan Qingyang, is a peerless genius.

Speaking of Duan Qingyang back then, he had high hopes.

Everyone thinks that he is a wizard of swordsmanship and will lead Yanyue Academy's swordsmanship to glory again.

However, Duan Qingyang abandoned the sword and used the knife halfway, thus breaking through the spiritual realm.

This decisiveness is the performance of genius.

If Duan Qingyang is still practicing swordsmanship, I am afraid that he will only be a genius swordsman for the rest of his life, and will not be able to become a strong man.

However, a genius like Duan Qingyang is worse than this Lu Chen in front of him.

At least Duan Qingyang is still unable to comprehend the artistic conception at this age.

But Lu Chen has already comprehended the artistic conception of wind!

"Chen'er, you are extremely talented.

Originally, I wanted to let you rest for a few days, and slowly comprehend your spiritual power.

Never thought, your progress is beyond my imagination.

That being the case, I won't waste your time.

From now on, we will train you! "

Pang Lola landed on Lu Chen and said solemnly.

Lu Chen was overjoyed: "Spiritual training?"

"Naturally. You won't be allowed to study medicine for the time being, you don't have the foundation yet.

But spiritual power, you have incomparable wealth, just waiting to be tapped! "

"Thank you, Master!"

That night, Pang Luo took Lu Chen to the training room.

The training room is very simple, just an empty house.

Pang Luo took out hundreds of silver needles from his bosom, each of which was as thin as a hair.

He said: "Chen'er, now I am your enemy, I will throw you with a silver needle.

You have to use your mental strength to guard against it, not your internal energy.

Use your external spiritual power to resist my silver needle.

start! "

"But my spiritual power is only half a step away... ah!"

Lu Chen said with a scream.

He didn't expect that Pang Luo would come as soon as he said he would, and drive the ducks to the shelves.

He obviously only touched half a step away, how could he resist the silver needle.

Unable to condense the tentacles of mental power outside the body, he couldn't stop the silver needle at all.

"ah!"

Lu Chen screamed again.

Pang Luo shouted: "What are you still thinking about? I will not show mercy for the next injection!"

Swish!

Another needle pierced Lu Chen's neck.

The veins on Lu Chen's aching neck were twitching.

"Master, give me some time, let me slowly... ah!"

Finding that Pang Luo didn't listen to him at all and did things on his own, Lu Chen had no choice but to use his mental power as hard as he could while suffering.

Fortunately, he has learned to use the inner touch effectively in the air before, and now he has started to use the same method, and began to forcefully stretch out his mental power.

"Uh, ah, it hurts..."

The whole night was spent in screams.

It was not until the next morning that Pang Luo let Lu Chen go, and helped him pull out all the silver needles on his body.

After Lu Chen recuperated until noon, Pang Luo called Lu Chen in again.

Another afternoon of torture.

He continued to recuperate at night and tortured in the middle of the night.

Such a day lasted for three full days.

"How about the perception of external touch?"

Pang Luo asked with rare concern.

Lu Chen shook his head helplessly: "I always feel that the mental power is about to come out of the body, but it is blocked by something.

It is estimated that there will be more than ten days of training, or a special opportunity will be needed. "

"Well, it's about the same as I thought."

Pang Luo nodded, not disappointed, and said, "I prepared a medicinal bath for you today.

Come here and treat your scars from the past few days. "

"Thank you, Master."

Lu Chen limped along.

In the past three days, I didn't have enough time to rest to heal my injuries, and I became sick from overwork, and my legs and feet were not flexible.

Thanks to Pang Luo for not letting himself continue to be tortured today, otherwise he might not be able to persist.

Soon, Pang Luo came to a small pool.

Pang Luo said: "Go in, I have blocked the entrance and exit of this pool, and there is my special medicinal liquid inside.

You go in and get some sleep and rest up, we will continue tomorrow. "

"Yes, Master."

Lu Chen nodded obediently, took off his clothes, and got into the pool.

"ah!"

No sooner had he entered the water than he jumped up screaming.

"Don't come out."

Pang Luo's voice sounded faintly.

Lu Chen couldn't move and could only endure the burning pain on his body.

It turned out that at some point, an air pressure enveloped the pool, making it impossible for him to jump out.

Presumably it was the true energy released by the master that blocked him.

What a scam.

Lu Chen's face was flushed, and his face was covered with sweat, which even felt sticky.

Could it be that the blood was forced out of the face?

"Ahhh!"

The pain and suffering made Lu Chen roar.

And after roaring out, he suddenly felt extremely happy.

"ah!"

He continued to yell.

Pang Luo said comfortingly: "Yes, roar unrestrainedly, don't suppress your emotions.

Spiritual power, if you want to release it, you can't suppress it.

To release!

Unleash your feelings, unleash your spirit! "

"ah!"

Chase Lu roared in the pool.

The body trembled, and ripples appeared on the emerald green pool water.

Chi chi chi.

The pool water suddenly boiled, as if responding to Lu Chen's vent.

And the transpired medicine gas penetrated into the pores of Lu Chen's body.

Refreshing, immediately spread throughout the body.

Lu Chen groaned happily, and slowly sat down cross-legged, feeling the changes brought about by the medicine on his body.

Hurrah.

The wind suddenly rang.

Lu Chen was overjoyed.

All the wounds on the body were healed in the medicinal bath.

The realm was broken in response to the situation, and I didn't even use the exercises at all, so the spiritual energy of heaven and earth followed and poured into my body.

Support the eighth level of the Moon Realm!

The Seventh Level of the Supporting Moon Realm, which was broken through only three days ago, broke through the Eighth Level today.

If it was not Pang Luo's credit, Lu Chen himself would not believe it.

Now he finally understands that there is a huge difference between having a master and not having a master!

If you use your own cultivation method, I'm afraid it will take at least half a month to break through.

And I will not comprehend the artistic conception of the wind.

Mental strength will not increase...

Whoosh!

A small sound suddenly entered the ears.

Lu Chen didn't move his body, but his mind was swept away.

Then there was a gurgling sound, and the silver needle fell into the pool.

"Good boy, you really have made a breakthrough, and you're out of touch!"

Pang Luo applauded and laughed, feeling extremely relieved.

Lu Chen was grateful, and said: "Thank you all, Master."

Pang Luo said: "Chen'er, I have already done what I promised you.

But mental power is a big course, you have to practice more, and there should be no greater improvement in a short period of time.

So I thought, I will officially teach you medical skills tomorrow, what do you think? "

"Good master, I will definitely study medicine hard and try to help sister Shui'er heal her eyes as soon as possible."

Lu Chen said seriously.

"Good boy."

Pang Luo was extremely pleased.

...

After five days of travel, Mu Lin and the others are not far from Ningxue Pond.

Some exotic flowers and plants have appeared on the side of the road.

Xu Yingxue looked around with great interest.

Two young men suddenly came face to face.

"Hey, isn't this Mu Lin who is known as the number one swordsman in the Neizong?"

A young man spoke out in surprise.

"oh?"

Seeing someone saying hello to Mu Lin, Xu Yingxue stopped immediately and smiled with interest.

"It's your fellow Yanyue Academy."

She looked at Mullin playfully.

Mullin had an unnatural expression on his face.

"Mulin, it's really you!"

Another young man also exclaimed in surprise.

Mu Lin cupped his hands helplessly, and said, "I've seen the two senior brothers."

He secretly said bad luck.

Because these two people really know each other.

Back then, I was in the same class as Lu Chen, and I had just entered Yanyue Academy.

And at that time, the two people in front of us were the ones who got the most limelight in the Outer Sect.

They were the number one and number two of the Outer Sect, geniuses.

The first one is called Lin Yuan, and the second one is called Pu Ming.

Before Mu Lin followed Lu Chen, he followed Lin Yuan first.

It's a pity that Lin Yuan had a good brother, Pu Ming, who didn't need him, but instead let him touch the ashes of his nose, and was beaten by that Pu Ming who hated him.

What a humiliation!

Mullin has always thought that one day, he will wash away his shame.

It's just that they didn't expect that the shame hadn't come to wash away, and they met on a narrow road, but they met in this place.

Moreover, such an embarrassing situation made the other party see his embarrassment.

Really bad luck!

Mu Lin cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, showing a cowardly and deceitful look.

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Mu Lin, you haven't changed in all these years, you are still like this, let someone beat you.

Didn't you all set up Jianmen in Neizong?

But he is known as the number one swordsman in the Neizong, why does he still want to beat others? "

"Maybe being a slave is his hobby!" Pu Ming sneered.