Five Elements Heaven

"Yao Guang! Someone is injured!"

Poof, the sword tower named Yaoguang spit out an unconscious figure.

"Loulan is here!"

Lou Lan, who was waiting by the side and ready to go, immediately rushed forward to treat the injured Yuan Xiu.

…

"Tianshu! Someone is unconscious!"

"Loulan is here!"

…

In just one hour, more than thirty-four people were unconscious, and Loulan was running all over the place.

"Finish!"

Ai Hui's cold voice sounded like the sound of nature to everyone's ears, and shaky figures staggered out of the sword tower one by one. Their bodies were soaked with sweat and the mist was steaming, making them look like shaomai that had just been released from the cage.

Ai Hui flew out of the Tianquan Sword Tower, glanced across the city, and said in a deep voice: "Take a rest for half an hour and prepare for the next round of training."

Thump thump, everyone collapsed on the ground, seizing every moment to rest. No one wailed and begged. Ai Hui was very cold-blooded and had a fanatical paranoia about cultivation.

One after another, more than a hundred people could not bear such high-intensity training and left. There are no more, no less, exactly 300 people who are still staying in the inner camp.

The Yuanli soup, which had been prepared long ago, was served quickly. Such high-intensity training, if not supplemented, will damage the source.

The whole place was filled with the sound of devouring food, and everyone's faces showed a look of happiness. Cultivation in the Sword Tower is a dark hell, and Loulan and his Yuanli Soup are the only sunshine in the hell.

Gu Xuan is also a die-hard supporter of Loulan. In his opinion, such a magical sand puppet as Loulan is simply the most beautiful existence in the world. Loulan has no shortcomings except that her master is not very good.

Gu Xuan was indignant. How could someone like Ai Hui be worthy of becoming the master of Loulan?

He now has no respect for Ai Hui at all. A few days ago, he was full of thoughts of following Thunder Sword Hui to find his own swordsmanship. Now he just feels like he was a pig back then!

This guy actually competed with them for Yuanli soup!

How can such a bastard deserve to be the boss? If we couldn't beat him, we would definitely kill him in the middle of the night.

Putting down the bowl that had been licked as if it had been washed, Gu Xuan's face was full of aftertaste. But there was no time for him to reflect on it. He had to seize the time to circulate Zhou Tian and absorb the Yuanli soup he just drank in order to persevere in the next practice.

They went through the first round of screening, and everyone had a try in the seven sword towers. In Ai Hui's words, take a carrot and a pit and see which pit suits you.

The atmosphere inside each sword tower is completely different.

Yes, the breath, the breath of sword light.

Some are sharp, some are cold, some are fiery, some are thick, they are completely different. They need to imitate each kind of sword light and find the one that is most familiar to them.

Gu Xuan understands that in any practice, you need to find a direction that suits you. This is common sense. But the whole process was outrageously crude and simple, without any sense of beauty.

Repeat it over and over again until your consciousness is almost blurred.

Repeating the same exercise seven times, Gu Xuan** felt like vomiting.

Is this a sword cultivator? What about those subtle changes? Aren’t sword cultivators famous for their subtle changes? So simple, direct and crude?

He was fixed in Tianxuan Sword Tower and was appointed as the tower master. At first, Gu Xuan was secretly happy, everyone likes to be taken seriously. But soon, he discovered that it was completely different from what he imagined.

The Tianxuan Sword Tower has eight floors, second only to the Tianquan Sword Tower where Ai Hui sits. Each level of the sword tower is divided into six Yuan cultivators. Forty-eight sword cultivators, including him, only practice one sword technique.

With Gu Xuan's swordsmanship skills, he can do it with ease without any effort.

But that was of no use.

Forty-eight-level cultivators must be considered qualified if there is no difference at all. The failure of any Yuan Xiu means failure.

Among the forty-eight Yuan cultivators, only six have basic sword cultivation skills.

The training situation is appalling. Now, if you can succeed three times out of a hundred times of training, you are considered lucky.

What disappointed him even more was that he couldn't see any meaning in such practice.

Simple sword moves have no technical content, no subtle changes, and nothing powerful. I came here to pursue the art of swordsmanship and didn't want to waste time on such boring things.

"boring?"

Ai Hui glanced at Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan's scalp felt a little fried. When Ai Hui became serious, he seemed to be a different person, and the aura he exuded was really terrifying.

Ai Hui noticed the gazes of the others, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll let you guys see it."

People from the Matsurama faction fight side by side with him and have a deep foundation of trust. No matter what decision he makes, everyone will implement it without hesitation.

The newly recruited Yuan Xiu does not have such a trust foundation, so it is normal to have doubts.

On the contrary, I didn't realize this, which is a lack of experience.

Ai Hui, who was introspecting, did not show any clues on his face. He selected seventeen swordsmen with good strength, including the tower master.

The Yaoguang Sword Tower is the shortest sword tower, with three floors and six people on each floor.

The remaining people were all in high spirits and their eyes widened. In fact, everyone has doubts in their hearts, what exactly do they practice every day? What effect can it have?

Ai Hui's deep voice echoed in the Yaoguang Sword Tower: "Get ready."

Everyone in the tower was refreshed. They held long swords and stood in their respective positions, waiting attentively.

"Sword rises!"

A low shout exploded in everyone's ears.

The long swords in everyone's hands lit up at the same time, and buzzing, there was an inexplicable trembling sound in the Yaoguang Sword Tower, and they felt that the sword tower under their feet was shaking slightly. But they couldn't care about anything else at this time. They subconsciously raised the long swords in their hands, and a sword light shot out from their swords.

Eighteen rays of sword light overlap one another and gather at the top of the tower!

For Ai Hui, this moment is also a brand new experience. The sword tower was perfect from conception to construction, but this was the first time it was actually used. At this moment, his perception suddenly became extremely sharp, and his sensory tentacles seemed to suddenly extend to very far away places.

His mind kept rising, and suddenly, he noticed a figure deep in the sky watching them.

Who is this?

Ai Hui's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling light, and he caught you!

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Clang!

A melodious sword sound was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

The sudden sound of swords alarmed the people in Lemon Camp, and everyone raised their heads.

A thick and dazzling sword light shot out from the top of the tower, tearing the sky apart and flying deep into the sky with a clear sword cry.

"what is that?"

"Like the light of a sword."

"Is there another master swordsman?"

People were amazed and horrified.

Shi Xueman, who was urging the cultivators to practice, trembled slightly and raised his head suddenly. His beautiful eyes were bright, but an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Wei and Sang Zhijun both opened their mouths and looked at the gorgeous sword light in the sky.

The dazzling sword light trailed a long light tail, like a meteor flying into the sky.

High in the sky and deep in the sky.

Le Buleng was a little surprised, he was indeed quite famous.

The old guy Anmuda just sat back and watched his precious apprentice follow others. Lebuleng felt that there was something wrong. Now it seemed that this boy named Ai Hui had a few tricks up his sleeve.

Le Buleng's flying height was far higher than that of ordinary Yuan Xiu, and he was located deep in the sky. High altitudes and deep depths are very dangerous, and the wild beasts that can survive here are all powerful wild beasts like the Cloud Whale.

Moreover, deep in the high altitude, it seems calm, but in fact it is filled with extremely strong golden wind. These golden winds are so strong that they form a special area where ordinary people cannot even hold on for a moment before being torn to pieces.

A ray of light rapidly enlarged in his field of vision at an astonishing speed.

Lebuleng snorted coldly.

The sunlight above his head seemed to converge on his back, and wisps of golden flames suddenly rose up from his back, like golden wings.

He stretched out his fingers and tapped lightly against the sword light that was shooting towards him.

A ray of golden flame flew out from his fingertips.

The sword light and the golden flame collided without any tricks.

Boom!

There was a loud thunderclap, and the entire sky seemed to be shaking. The turbulent air current swept across the sky, creating twisted ripples like ripples.

Lebuleng's eyes flashed, a little surprised.

The power of the sword light was 30% greater than he expected.

When his strength reaches his level, his judgment of strength is extremely accurate, and such a big error rarely occurs.

There was a little more interest in his heart.

He had long noticed that there were several towers on the ground, and that was the attack from the lowest tower. This was the first time he encountered the sword light emitted by the tower. It was interesting, very interesting!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and Shi Xueman's expression changed drastically.

Before she could react, a streak of golden flames suddenly appeared, and a skinny old man grabbed an ice cube several times larger than him and suspended it three feet away from her.

"Little girl, do you still recognize me?"

Shi Xueman was shocked that the other party was so fast!

When she saw the person clearly, her expression was stunned. After a while, she said uncertainly: "Uncle Le?"

The news of Le Buleng's appearance in Lemon Camp spread throughout the camp like a hurricane.

Who is Lebuleng?

Young people may be a little unfamiliar, but Yuan Xiu who is a little older all has a look of admiration and adoration at this moment. To them, it is a name among legends.

The terrifying sword light that flew out of the inner camp just now shocked the entire camp. Those Yuan Xiu who originally quit the Thunder Sword are now so regretful that their intestines are green.

Inner camp.

Ai Hui's eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, and his tone was unkind: "Snow lava? At least a hundred liters? Senior Le, I respect you as a senior. You said you wanted snow lava, and I gave you one or two liters. That's my intention! But senior You want a hundred liters? Is that the minimum?"

Lebuleng slapped the ice cubes on the ground and said neatly: "Give him enough snow and lava, and he will become a master. I will work for you for ten years. Tell me directly, do you want to do it?"

Ai Hui had a sneer on his face, his eyes widened, and he said without flinching: "Do it!"

In the blink of an eye, the spring breeze on his face melted, a smile bloomed, and his tone was cordial: "Senior, are you the only disciple? Are there any other disciples? Come on, come on, there are enough snow lava tubes! How can there be so many in other places? First-class fire liquid. The second one is half price, just five years!"

Lebuleng: "..." (To be continued.).

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