Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

Also has the best fire spirit root.

This made Chu Xiaolian have an innate sense of substitution for Feng Nanming.

Well done Feng Nanming.

She was abruptly called 'Feng Nanming'!

One can imagine how aggrieved this buddy has been living all these years.

"Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother, it won't be until now, they still don't get along!"

Chu Xiaolian asked curiously.

Yue Tai'a nodded: "Eldest brother came back from training at the age of 13, and his sharpness is restrained, but he has always wanted to shake hands with Senior Brother Feng."

"However, Senior Brother Feng seems to be unable to swallow this breath, and he is still unwilling to follow Senior Brother with us."

Old Yan's voice sounded in Chu Xiaolian's mind: "It's not just that I can't hold my breath."

"According to my guess, the main thing is to take into account the attitude of Master!"

Chu Xiaolian: "Master's attitude?"

Old Yan said calmly: "This is normal, many top immortal sects have this situation."

"The elders of the master's school dislike each other, and they have been fighting secretly for hundreds of years, and then the apprentices have to fight in the open."

"It's euphemistically called 'internal competition' and 'sharpening disciples', but it's actually fighting spirit."

"This kid named Feng Nanming probably has a poor family background, so he has to rely on his master to protect him."

"So even if he can swallow that breath himself, he can't swallow it. Even if he can't beat Li Xiaozi, he can't be cowardly!"

Chu Xiaolian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Isn't this asking for trouble!"

Old Yan said: "You don't understand, people fight for one breath, Buddhas fight for one stick of incense, the whole sect is harmonious, it's actually very boring."

"It's like Sword Master Zhu Yan and Sword Master Han Hai. They seem to be incompatible, but they are actually just a daily pastime."

"In addition, letting lazy disciples be beaten can also urge them to practice hard.

Chu Xiaolian (￣o￣): "Master, you look so understanding!"

Old Yan proudly said: "That's natural, we all came here like this, the old man was just like Li Xiaozi back then."

"Back when the old man swept across the Holy Land with his sword, no one of his peers could stop him, but that kid Jiang Xuanyu didn't accept me?"

"Actually, the old man knows that he has always wanted to confess his love, but his master and my master refuse to accept each other."

"If you follow me as a younger brother? His master must hang him up and beat him!"

"In the end, he kept fighting against me, couldn't fight me all the time, and was forced to practice too much..."

Suddenly, Old Yan's voice stopped abruptly.

He coughed lightly and said: "It's all old things, don't mention it, don't mention it!"

Chu Xiaolian had a strange expression on his face: "Teacher, Holy Master Tai Cang also cultivates the Supreme Forgetfulness Sword?"

Old Yan replied: "Ahem, yes, he sees the power of the old man practicing the Taishang Wangqing Sword, and he also wants to learn the way of the Haoran Sword."

"But that guy is insidious, cunning, mean-spirited and black-bellied, and he can't comprehend Hao Ran's meaning at all."

"Great Sword Intent, that is the great love of heaven and earth that can only be understood by abandoning the little love between men and women. It is the most rigid, the most yang, the most powerful, and the most powerful."

"If you can understand it, the younger generation will not be afraid of anyone except Li Hanguang!"

Chu Xiaolian chatted with Yan Lao very happily.

On the other side, Feng Nanming and Jiang Shengxie have successfully torn off the disguise.

The two rolled up their sleeves cursingly, planning to find a spacious place to fight and have a fencing match between men.

"Junior brother Jiang, you are too impolite, I want to teach you how to behave!"

"Senior Brother Feng, you lost to Senior Brother four years ago, and you lost to Second Senior Sister last year, so are you going to lose to me again this year?"

"You bastard! Jiang Shengxie, you are too deceitful, do you really think I dare not beat you?"

"Come on, come on! Hit me if you have the ability!"

In places like Lanyue Tower, there are many people who watch the excitement and fear that the world will not be chaotic.

Jiang Shengxie is also a regular visitor of Lanyuelou, and he has made many "comrades of the same kind" with him. At this time, many people are supporting him.

"Master Jiang, don't be cowardly, the big sword stabs him!"

"Brother Xiaobu, Miss Mingyue might be watching you! Don't be cowardly!"

"In this Lanyue building, we iron-blooded men must not be subdued. Brother Xiao Bu, get tough and kill this bitch grandson!"

"Brother Xiaobu, come on, finish stabbing him, and then stabbing my slave~"

...

Hearing that people around were supporting Jiang Shengxie, Feng Nanming's face became more and more ugly.

He snorted coldly: "Junior brother Jiang, you should make the move first! If I use the sword, you will have no chance at all."

Jiang Shengxie sacrificed the Suppressing Demon Sword, the blade trembled violently, and the serrated teeth on the blade were also turning rapidly, exuding an incomparably sharp aura.

Although he is only a top-grade golden spirit root, and his practice time is not as long as that of Feng Nanming, but he is not afraid of Feng Nanming.

Because his Jinfeng swordsmanship has been carefully guided by his elder brother and has reached the perfection state.

Even, the sword intent of gold has already been cultivated.

In the past few years, Feng Nanming has been defeated by the elder brother and the second elder sister in public.

His state of mind has been repeatedly frustrated, his sword skills and momentum have lost their edge, and his combat power has hardly increased but decreased.

Even in terms of cultivation, Jiang Shengxie is still inferior to Feng Nanming, but he is sure to equalize with his strength in martial arts and physique.

Jiang Mou has long wanted to be the third senior brother!

Chu Xiaolian looked at the two of them and asked curiously, "Old Yan, who do you think will win?"

Yan Chixiao looked bored: "In terms of combat power alone, that kid named Feng's sword intent was too frustrated."

"The top-quality Fire Spirit Root, which was originally good, has a number of attacks that are fierce and fierce, but he is timid and timid, and he can't exert much power."

"Although his cultivation base is in the middle stage of Jindan, he can only display 60% of his strength at most, so he may not be stronger than Boy Jiang."

Chu Xiao practiced: "So, Senior Brother Jiang still has a chance to win?"

Old Yan shook his head and said, "In terms of combat power alone, these two boys are brothers, but it's very bad for Jiang boy in a fight."

"The five elements interact and restrain each other. When Li Xiaozi was 12 years old and beat Feng Nanming, he should have taken advantage of the 'water restrains fire', and it is the same today.

"The restraint of the fire attribute on the metallicity is no worse than water's restraint on fire. Jiang's attributes are restrained too severely."

"If they really fight, I'm afraid they will be crushed by Feng Xiaozi on the ground."

...

The truth is exactly as Yan Lao said.

The battle had just begun, and Jiang Shengxie was completely suppressed by Feng Nanming.

When Lieyan Peak's secret "Fire Dance Sword Qi" was deployed, Jiang Shengxie was directly surrounded by the whirlwind of flames.

His golden edge sword aura was originally invincible, but it was quickly melted away by these raging flames and lost its sharpness.

In just a dozen or so moves, the danger is already everywhere!

But Feng Nanming, as Jiang Shengxie was suppressed more and more severely, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

The flaming sword energy that was originally suppressed seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

The more it burns, the more it burns, and it starts a prairie fire in an instant!

At this moment, Feng Nanming was full of energy and felt that he was doing well again.

The long-lost self-confidence returned to him.

"Senior Brother Jiang is a bit overbearing, I hope Senior Brother Feng will not go too far."

Yue Tai'a began to chew the fruit plate faster, and the fat on his body surface began to tremble slightly.

The huge sword as big as a door panel was already carried on Yue Tai'a's shoulder, and it seemed that it would smash into the battle circle at any time, interrupting the battle.

He is ready to intervene!

After all, it is impossible for Yue Tai'a to watch Senior Brother Feng seriously injure Senior Brother Jiang.

Otherwise, the high cost of fruit plate and private room.

He didn't bring any money to pay the bill!

...

At this moment, the ethereal and melodious sound of the piano suddenly came from the highest place of Lanyue Tower

The sound of the piano, like a stream, washes away in everyone's heart.

It is also like a jade hand caressing everyone's chest, smoothing away all negative emotions.

like the sound of nature~