I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

"This is not a dream, this is my world." Su Dong said.

Song Yu's heart was startled. The figure in front of her seemed to know what she was thinking...Yes, it must be a dream. Her gaze was looking at the figure in front of him, and his face seemed more noble, indifferent, but also sharper among the most beautiful holy spirits she had seen.

His eyes reflected the world, and when he saw it, Song Yu felt kind.

This kind of feeling made her feel completely unaware of Su Dong. Who would be unkind and wary of men appearing in their dreams.

"It seems that my time limit is approaching, and I started to dream." Song Yu smiled. She is also approaching the level of the Holy Spirit. There is no division in the Cultivation Base level before the Holy Spirit of this world level.

"Are you still smiling? With your current strength, you have no chance to pass the Daojue." Su Dong smiled.

This little girl is the heir of the big brother for several generations. What should you call yourself... Master Uncle? The death of the big brother left the inheritance seal, so that the latecomers have the opportunity to help the knife king family.

Perhaps...Big Brother was prepared to fall in the 72nd world.

"Opportunities don't have to be in front of you, don't fight for it. Who said there must be no chance." A firm expression flashed across Song Yu's eyes.

"It's interesting." Su Dong smiled: "I think you are too confident in your Saber Technique."

Song Yu listened harshly, did the man in her dream follow Own badly? Immediately coldly said: "You keep saying that my Saber Technique is bad... Is it possible that your Saber Technique is very powerful?"

Her Saber Technique talent is excellent in self-recognition, which is her self-confidence.

Su Dong shook his head. "I won't say whether my Saber Technique is powerful or not, at least not by mouth."

"Spoken words." Song Yu chuckled.

It's very easy to laugh. This kind of relaxed smile won't be there on the outside. It was revealed to the man in the dream.

But then she couldn't laugh anymore.

Because a sharp light suddenly appeared in the world.

The speed of the blade light was extremely fast, like a lightning bolt that pierced through the darkness, flashing across the world. Then came one, two, three...

"This is my Saber Technique at the level of the Holy Spirit. It is called "Yan Luo". If you can master this sword, you will definitely pass the Dao Jue and become the Holy Spirit." Su Dong smiled.

Song Yu was completely stunned.

The blades of light in front of her... completely amazed her cognition, it was a new level of artistic conception, this Saber Technique, it seemed that it was no longer a pure Saber Technique, but brought the charm of Tao.

In the high-level world, it is still very easy to become the Holy Spirit.

As long as they realize it, almost everyone can become the Holy Spirit.

"This is a dream? How could it happen in the dream..."

She didn't care about thinking anymore, only knowing to constantly remember the Saber Technique in front of her, and then to try, imitate, and forget everything by herself.

...

"Song Zhong, with average talent, not worthy of cultivation."

"Song Yang, um, is hardworking. If you do well tomorrow...you can stay."

"Song Yu, she has a good talent. This time the Dao Jue has been advanced, and it is quite unfair to her."

A team of family deacons check the practice of many disciples. The Daojue this time is rather special, and the family is not very rigid. If you are really talented, you can observe it for a while.

But when this deacon flew over the small courtyard where Song Yu was.

"Um?"

"sleeping?"

"It looks like it's a broken can."

One by one deacon's anger surged, and immediately ignored them. This Song Yu... was directly erased from the list of special places.

It is not worth giving the opportunity to cultivate.

...

The next day, early morning.

In the big square of the Sword King family, many heirs gathered early. Today is the day of the family Daojue. There are more than 100 children who will participate in the Daojue today. If they pass it, they will live, but if they pass it, they will die.

This is a very solemn day.

The second generation of the family’s current son, Song Martial God, the son of Tianqi Ren Sheng Divine Lord, sits on the palace in front of the square. Next to him are several brothers and sisters, as well as some Elder and deacon, who dominate the realm. Ten, more Holy Spirit. Their eyes can easily see everything outside.

The cohesion of the family is immense, and the blood relationship makes the family like a towering tree with lush branches. Song Wu's face was calm, but his heart was very anxious.

Because of the great tree that has risen quickly, the Sword King family is now facing its greatest crisis.

The patriarch of their sword king family, his father, the sword king has fallen!

This is a bolt from the blue and the end of the family. For a family with a strong god-tier master, the sudden fall of the god-tier master is equivalent to a towering tree without its main trunk, crumbling, and the disaster it will face is simply unimaginable.

How to do?

What should I do?

"My father is so powerful, how could he die?" Song Wu didn't want to believe it, and the entire family senior didn't want to believe it, but this is the fact.

At this time, exploring the cause of his father's death, they did not have the qualifications and the opportunity. What they have to do is to survive and let the family survive!

"Our potential has reached the end of the emperor. Want to become a god? It's difficult, we must select the elite from the heirs and cultivate them."

"The power of the family will also shrink, but the amplitude should not be too fast...otherwise it will arouse the suspicion of several other god-lord families."

"Also, the news of my father's fall must be kept secret." Song Wu and several brothers and sisters around him said by voice.

"These little guys in Daojue this time, are there good talents?"

An Elder of the Domination Realm next to him sent a dossier: "This is the number of Daojue children who have good talents this time, and they are sure to pass the Daojue. Song Yan has been seriously injured and hurt the foundation, but he can still come from behind. It's worth cultivation."

"Song Zhong has a good talent, and his character is hardworking and tough."

"Song Tingyu is extremely talented, but his temperament is free and easy, and he doesn't accept discipline."

...

Song Martial God nodded and was silent. These little guys, there is no one that makes him eye-catching, and can only watch the follow-up performance.

Soon, a young figure with a breath of life stood in the middle of the square, and Song Yu was one of them.

Her beauty belongs to the kind of Bingbing and coldly. Although she is pretty, many family children admire her, but they dare not say anything to her.

Around the square, there were silhouettes watching, some were worried, some were relaxed and laughing, and one of them was talking and laughing with a woman next to him.

That was through Dao Jue. The brother who was not into the Holy Spirit was talking and laughing with a cousin, as if he was talking about her, he also pointed towards her.

Song Yu retracted his eyes and looked inside the hall.

In the palace, there is the Holy Spirit. Her mother was also among them... her mother was an heir of the Song family, and her father was an escort of the Zuzuo family, who had already died in the family war.

The mother looked at her worriedly.

Song Yu smiled and nodded slightly.

In Su Dong's mind, this divine body does not need to be cultivated at all, just looking at the outside world. Regarding Song Yu's emotions...he didn't bother to influence it either.

"That's the big brother's son." Su Dong looked at him.

He had already made up his mind, waiting for Song Yu to pass this Dao Jue and get a gift from the family, once he became the Holy Spirit, he would leave this divine body and go to see the altar.

As for this big brother's family, he naturally needs to take care of it, but development still depends on self-improvement. He can't interfere too much, after all, there is a terrifying senior behind this world.

Soon, two Holy Spirit powerhouses flew out of the palace, and one had a list in his hand. Those who read the name on the list went out and used the strongest method to attack the other Holy Spirit.

All eyes were watching nervously.

"Number one, Song Peng..."

A burly figure in armor walked out holding a giant axe, swinging the axe towards the holy spirit. A mask of light was released from the body of the Holy Spirit, and the axe didn't even break the mask.

"Fail, die." The holy spirit holding the list cast a cold look. A gloomy light burst into his eyes, which instantly penetrated Song Peng's body, and the latter's body immediately dissipated.

...

Dao Jue is so cruel.

Name them one by one and go out one by one.

"That Song Tingyu, yes, almost broke Song Yi Elder's mask."

"That Song Yan does not cultivate Saber Technique, Sword Technique is so strong..." The Sword King family does not require everyone to practice Saber Technique, and there are even many Heavenly Dao immortals who cultivate various Heavenly Dao methods.

soon…

"Sixty-ninth place, Song Yu!"

After Song Yu heard it, he stepped away and walked forward.

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