Ronin from Douluo

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Zeng Yi stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the end of the sea of ​​clouds with endless emotion in his heart.

It has been more than a month since I came to Qibao Glazed Sect. Ever since I came to live in Master's Divine Sword Peak, Zeng Yi has been practicing in this mountain and has never gone down the mountain once.

After this period of meditation practice, Zeng Yi seemed to have calmed down the impetuous worldly atmosphere he had before. Every move he made had an aura of being out of the world. He was calm and composed, as erratic as an immortal, and had the spirit of an outsider.

realm.

Yes, during this period of practice, Zeng Yi did not pay attention to the cultivation of soul power. He was more focused on settling, sorting out his previous spiritual insights, cultivating his spiritual realm, and understanding nature.

Zeng Yi looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and seemed to remember something in a daze. He turned his right hand over, and a simple pendant appeared on the palm of his hand. This was the mysterious bronze sword pendant he had obtained at the Tiandou auction house.

At first, when he saw this bronze sword hanging, Zeng Yi had a very inexplicable intuition, thinking that this thing had a very important role for him. However, he could not find anything out, as if it was just an ordinary hanging.

It was just a decoration. During this period of meditation, Zeng Yi also forgot about this mysterious bronze sword decoration and concentrated on his practice. Now, he suddenly remembered it.

"What role do you have?" Looking at the bronze sword pendant in his hand, Zeng Yi ran his fingers over the mysterious runes on it, his eyes flashing with thought.

Looking at this mysterious copper sword pendant, Zeng Yi could really feel that the sword spirit in his body was vaguely attracted to this thing.

However, as a practitioner of swordsmanship, why couldn’t the old man sense it? Is it my misunderstanding?

Zeng Yi couldn't help but have such a thought flashing through his mind.

How is it possible that I'm not sick? Zeng Yi thought to himself and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Then, Zeng Yi couldn't help but channel his soul power and explore the mysterious bronze sword pendant.

"this?"

Zeng Yi couldn't help but exclaimed, his face showing a look of surprise.

I saw that the bronze sword hanging on Zeng Yi's hand changed, and attached to Zeng Yi's soul power, it flickered and disappeared, like breathing.

Finally, I reacted again. It turns out that you need to absorb soul power to trigger its changes. Very good, let me see what you are doing!

Zeng Yi stared excitedly at the bronze sword pendant in his hand, constantly sending his luck and soul power towards it.

However, just sending soul power to this copper sword pendant can induce changes in it. Has anyone at the auction house tried such a simple thing? Moreover, I remember that the old man also used soul power to test it at that time, and there was no such thing.

Use. Then why is it different for me?

Could it be that only my soul power can cause this thing to change?

Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of these, and doubts flashed in his eyes. However, in just a moment, the look of doubt in Zeng Yi's eyes turned into a look of shock, which was a look of fear.

Zeng Yi felt that the soul power of his body began to flow out of control and poured into the bronze sword ornament. However, this mysterious bronze sword ornament was like an endless abyss, allowing Zeng Yi's soul to

No matter how much power pours in, it can't be filled.

"What's going on?" A look of horror appeared on Zeng Yi's face, and his cheeks turned pale. In just a few seconds, the soul power in his body was almost completely absorbed by the copper sword pendant.

Zeng Yi thought of throwing away the bronze-grade pendant on his hand, but it stuck to his hand like brown candy, making Zeng Yi unable to drop it.

In desperation, Zeng Yi had no choice but to activate his soul bone skills to release the stored soul power. However, this mysterious copper sword pendant still absorbed Zeng Yi's soul power like a whale sucking the sea, until Zeng Yi

His soul power has bottomed out, and he can't see it stopping.

Under such circumstances, Zeng Yi could only watch as his soul power disappeared without a trace, and his pale cheeks were covered with thin beads of cold sweat. There was an anxious look in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

Could it be that he was going to be sucked to death by this mysterious thing? This way of death would be too frustrating!

As this idea arose in his mind, his soul power was sucked away, and Zeng Yi's body became weak and fell to the edge of the cliff. Finally, his consciousness gradually blurred until he disappeared and fell into

in darkness

In the pitch-black night sky, a blood-colored full moon hung, and the space was filled with a light blood-colored mist. From time to time, bursts of mournful cries of black crows were heard, and in a sudden panic, black crow feathers fell from the sky.

fall.

Boom~

Suddenly, a flash of blue lightning flashed across the sky, as if it was about to tear apart the dim space.

The moment lightning passed by, Zeng Yi couldn't help but open his eyes wide with shock.

It was a tall tower like a mountain, rising straight up like a pillar holding the sky.

After the electric light dimmed, a thunderous sound like a dark and angry beast was heard, sweeping through the entire space.

"What is this place?"

Zeng Yi stood in this space, adjusting his mental state to the extreme, with sharp eyes alert to the surrounding situation, and his right hand had quietly grasped the handle of Lan Qi's knife, ready for a possible battle at any time.

This space is dim and dark, as if you are in hell, and you cannot feel any warmth.

Zeng Yi stood in front of this tall tower, staring at the cold iron gate without making any movement.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a few seconds had passed. Zeng Yi seemed not to feel the passage of time.

Here, time seems to be shackled with heavy shackles and moves forward slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, Zeng Yi took steps and walked towards the gate of the tower.

When his hand touched the cold iron door, Zeng Yi was about to push it open. At this moment, Zeng Yi's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and a ghost-like voice came into Zeng Yi's ears,

"Welcome to

Absolutely,

see"

Before he finished hearing these words, Zeng Yi's consciousness fell into darkness again.

"Master! Master! Master!"

Vaguely, Zeng Yi seemed to hear someone calling him.

Where are you?

Zeng Yi felt that his body had become very heavy, and he felt extremely depressed.

By the way! I remember that I was on the edge of the cliff, and my soul power was sucked away by the mysterious copper sword and I fell into a coma.

Then he appeared in a mysterious place, full of darkness, silence, and despair.

In an instant, Zeng Yi remembered those words again, like the god of death whispering in his ears.

"ah"

In the room, a frightened shout suddenly came from the bed, which startled Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi and Yan Que.

Turning around, he saw Zeng Yi standing up quickly like a spring, with one hand on his forehead, cold sweat on his pale cheeks, his chest heaving violently, and his mouth constantly breathing heavily, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, in his eyes

Flashing with surprise.

"Zeng Yi! You finally woke up!"

Seeing Zeng Yi wake up, Chen Xin and others could not help but look excited on their faces and quickly came to the bedside.

At this time, Zeng Yicai realized that he was in a room. He couldn't help but raise his head and saw his master, Sword Douluo Chenxin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, and disciple Yan Que, four of them surrounding his bed.

Bian looked at himself with worry in his eyes.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yan Que asked worriedly.

Zeng Yi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I just had a nightmare, nothing happened."

"Are you okay? Did you know that you were in a coma for three whole days!" After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Chen Xin said angrily, but his tone was full of worry.

"Three days?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but be stunned. He actually slept for three days without knowing it.

It seems that he and coma are quite connected. Zeng Yi fell into coma many times in the past few days, and each time he slept for several days.

"It's right on the edge of the cliff where you usually practice. Fortunately, Yanque found you in time and brought you back. Otherwise, if you were taken away by the soul beast or fell off the cliff, you would be dead. Do you know

Do you know?" Chen Xin cursed again.

On the Divine Sword Peak, there are naturally soul beasts, but they are all soul beasts that have been cultivated for about ten years. There are also soul beasts that have been cultivated for a hundred years, but there are very few. The thousand-year-old soul beast Chenxin will not let them exist. He himself is

I am not afraid, but I am also worried that the thousand-year-level soul beast will harm the disciples of the sect.

"Why did you suddenly fall into coma? What happened?"

Ning Fengzhi asked with concern. Knowing that Zeng Yi was unconscious, he rushed over as soon as possible. The Qibao Glazed Sect was famous as an auxiliary sect. Although he did not know the healing soul skills, the sect also had auxiliary souls of the healing system.

Teacher, however, couldn't make Zeng Yi wake up.

In the past three days, although Zeng Yi was in a coma, his physical condition was not very good. His face had been extremely pale and he was constantly sweating. However, no reason could be found, which made them very anxious.

.

If something unexpected happened to Zeng Yi, it would be a loss that the sect could not afford.

Fortunately, Zeng Yi woke up.

"Me?" Zeng Yi pondered for a while and couldn't help but think of the dim space and the dark tower.

Welcome to despair?

Desperate for what?

Zeng Yi seemed familiar, but couldn't remember what it was.

After thinking about it carefully, Zeng Yi decided to hide this secret.

"Maybe there's something wrong with my practice."

"Is there something wrong with cultivation?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be stunned.

Chen Xin thought for a moment, then remembered Zeng Yi's practice during this period, and thought of something, and said: "Maybe I was too hasty in practice, made mistakes, and went crazy."

"Obsessed? Uncle Jian, you can't see the joke, right?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be startled.

Li Que asked doubtfully: "Uncle Ning, what is obsession?"

Ning Fengzhi explained: "If there is a deviation or error in the practice, it will cause damage to the body. It may cause the soul power level to drop, or it will leave serious hidden dangers in the body, which will affect future practice and may even endanger it.

life."

"So serious?" After hearing this, Yan Que was startled, and then looked at his master with a worried look, "Master, you will be fine."

As he said this, Yan Que's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but smile, reached out and touched the top of his disciple's head, and said, "Don't worry, Master is fine."

Looking at Zeng Yi, Chen Xin said: "It should be the reason why you have been too impatient in practice during this period. You can't do anything fast in practice. Moreover, you have already surpassed your peers by an unknown amount. Relaxing a little will not have any impact."

Proper relaxation and a balance between work and rest can help you appreciate the profoundness of Taoist practice."

Chen Xin originally thought that Yan Que's cultivation was hard enough, but he never expected that his disciple's cultivation was even more abnormal. In addition to eating and normal breathing, he spent almost the entire day practicing. It was simply...

A madman.

Sure enough, if there is a teacher, there is a disciple.

"During this period, you should stop practicing and take good care of your body. Don't destroy yourself. Otherwise, when Rongrong comes back, my beard will not be preserved."