The strongest world crossing

The eyes were in burning pain, but during the pain, a warm current flowed from the eyes to the body, and wherever it passed, it was both deathly comfortable and painful.

Just when he couldn't bear the torment of "two heavens of ice and fire", Ye Zhen's words sounded "There is only one chance, grasp it yourself".

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs with the jug in his hands, leaving only his knees on the ground baring his teeth, while Tao Xiong, who had a ferocious face, shivered there.

Tao Xiong, who was a little bit unbearable tormented by the heat flow, suddenly found that every time the heat flow made a turn in his body, it would absorb some cold things outside, and the pain was relieved a lot in an instant.

Suddenly realized that what flows in his body may be the legendary internal force, and the trajectory of the flow may be the route of action.

Gradually, Tao Xiong tried to control the trajectory of the heat flow by himself.

For seven days in a row, apart from paying respects to Ye Zhen and his two daughters and cleaning up, Tao Xiong devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cultivation, acting like a cultivating madman.

Zhao Min grinds the ink well, and while pouring tea for Ye Zhen, he said, "Husband, Tao Xiong is probably insane, how can anyone practice kung fu every day and practice himself to death?"

"If it wasn't for the abundance of aura in the innate gossip formation of my husband, Tao Xiong would be crippled even if he didn't die."

Ye Zhen nodded, and said indifferently, "The secret book I passed on to him is based on the path of breaking and building, and progress can only be made through breaking the shackles again and again."

Zhao Min nodded lightly, and said, "Today is the seventh day, how does your husband plan to arrange him?"

Ye Zhen was silent for a moment, and the last stroke came down. On the bright yellow rice paper that covered the entire table in front of him, the three big characters of Wudaomen danced in dragons and phoenixes.

Between one stroke, it's like a thousand miles of clouds, between one point, it's like a falling stone from a peak, one glimpse is like a broken rhinoceros elephant, one fold is like a crossbow, and one stroke is like a leaping wave and thunder.

Just glanced at it, and then fell into it and couldn't extricate himself. Looking at the words in front of him, Zhao Min found that he seemed to have come to another world.

Thousands of miles of clouds rush, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, huge mountains collapse, and thousands of arrows are fired, as if all the craziest things in the world have been integrated into these three words.

Seeing that Zhao Min's slightly wrinkled eyebrows began to be covered with fragrant sweat, the unfolded rice paper suddenly rolled up automatically and flew into Ye Zhen's hands.

Zhao Min woke up immediately, her pretty eyes were full of lingering fear.

Ye Zhen said, "When I wrote these three characters, I incorporated some sword intent into them. If ordinary people without cultivation base see it, it's nothing."

"But practitioners who watch it will be pulled by the sword intent inside. Those who are not mentally strong, if they want to watch it forcibly, the soul of the light one will be damaged, and the soul will be damaged if it is serious, and they will die!"

As soon as the words fell, Tao Xiong ran down from the roof and half-kneeled in front of Ye Zhen to "meet the master and mistress".

Seeing Li, Tao Xiong asked doubtfully, "What is the master asking me to do?"

Ye Zhen said indifferently, "The seven days are up, you don't need to live here in the future, but you are allowed to repair on the roof for three hours every seven days."

A few days ago, Ye Zhen assigned the task to Tao Xiong, and today is the time to leave.

Tao Xiong got up, patted his chest and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, I will strictly follow what the master said."

Ye Zhen nodded, threw a roll of rice paper in his hand to Tao Xiong, and said indifferently, "Didn't you keep asking for the name of the sect that is your master? Don't rush to open it now, just hang it up and you'll know."

Holding the rice paper in both hands, Tao Xiong said respectfully, "It's the master!"

Chapter 147 Opening of the Martial Arts Gate

"You have already completed the first level of Zhiyang Kungfu, and Bajiquan has also entered the room. It is not so easy to find an opponent. Remember my words, go!"

Tao Xiong didn't say a word, holding the rice paper in his hand, silently kowtowed to Ye Zhen and the two daughters a few times.

Seeing the back of Tao Xiong leaving, Zhiruo couldn't help asking Ye Zhen, "Husband, do you think Tao Xiong can reach the level you expected?"

Ye Zhen blew away the floating tea leaves, and said softly, "If you can't do this little thing well, you will really waste the aura you absorbed in these seven days."

Zhao Min suddenly remembered something, covered her cherry lips with her little hand, her eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and she said with a little shame, "husband, how long will sister Yue Ling be sleeping? It's been so many days Awake".

Hearing this, Ye Zhen glanced at the little fox sleeping soundly in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "I'm afraid this is the first time this little thing has used this kind of spell. If you use too much force, you don't need to wake it up forcibly."

"Just let it sleep, the loss of life essence and blood is not as simple as the little fox showed"

After Tao Xiong left, life gradually calmed down again. The two daughters cleaned the library every day, and went to the roof to practice together.

The library is open for business, but there are still so few people here.

Only Lin Qingyu, a little girl, would be the first to enter whenever the library opened.

The only difference is that Ye Zhen expanded the space of the toll booth a lot, and put the Nine Swords Stele behind it as a backrest.

Ye Zhen held the little fox in his arms, and held Maoshan Six Spears in his hand, and Ye Zhen knew almost all the spells in it.

It's just that the deeper you understand, the more you can discover the mystery of these mantras, each of which implies the truth of heaven and earth, echoing the law.

Ye Zhen had a hunch that there was great energy hidden in these runes, and if he could penetrate one or two of them, it would definitely be of great benefit to his practice!

suddenly!In recent days, Lin Qingyu ran over.

Seeing that Ye Zhen was obsessed with the ghostly symbols in front of him and couldn't help himself, Lin Qingyu stretched out her little hand and shook it in front of Ye Zhen as if playing a prank.

But Ye Zhen still didn't respond, Lin Qingyu pouted her small mouth slightly, and suddenly stretched out her small hand towards the teapot beside Ye Zhen.

Before Ran's little hand could touch the teapot, Ye Zhen's finger flicked between his eyebrows, almost crying in pain.

Before Lin Qingyu could complain, the tea ding-dong sounded, and then a steaming cup of fragrant tea appeared in front of her.

Smelling the tangy fragrance, Lin Qingyu unconsciously stretched out her lilac tongue and licked her lips, then quickly and carefully held the teacup in her palm, for fear of spilling a drop.

I don't know what words to use to smell the tea fragrance. It's just ordinary green tea, but the tea fragrance, as well as the indescribable, straight-to-heart purity after the entrance, are particularly intoxicating.

Lin Qingyu's family background is good, and her grandfather also likes to drink tea.

Therefore, I was fortunate to have tasted the top "Shui Jixiang".

But compared with the tea that was obviously brewed indiscriminately in front of him, it was like a sky and an earth.

Lin Qingyu couldn't figure out how there could be such a miraculous green tea in the world. Although the tea leaves in the cup were of the highest quality, it was absolutely impossible to make such tea!

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, filling the first floor in a short while.

Fortunately, Lin Qingyu was the only customer in the library at this time. If not, the tea fragrance would probably cause a sensation.

"The Magical Leaf Curator"

After the cup of tea was exhausted, Lin Qingyu resisted the urge to have another cup, and said, "Curator Xiaoye, I've finished reading that book of Literature and History, can I borrow another one?"

Ye Zhen kept his eyes on the mantra, and said calmly, "Yes"

In this mesmerizing state, it is as if the mantra in front of him is the most charming scenery in the world.

Lin Qingyu reluctantly looked at the teapot with misty eyes, took a book from the bookshelf, and left quickly.

Ye Zhen looked up at Lin Qingyu's leaving back, and chuckled, "Interesting little girl".