The next moment, suddenly, Su Xuan took a step forward and hugged Ye Mujin.

"Su Xuan, you..." Ye Mujin's face turned red.

"Where is your room? Give me the way." Su Xuan's eyes were burning. He would not forcefully restrain his emotions. Everything would go with the flow. It was indeed natural for him and the beauty in his arms.

Ye Mujin's heartbeat accelerated wildly, her face turned red like a ripe watermelon pulp. Her voice was like a mosquito, and she showed Su Xuan the way. Su Xuan hugged Ye Mujin into her bedroom.

Then.

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Two hours later.

"Husband, will you always treat me?" Ye Mujin leaned on Su Xuan's shoulder and murmured, worried about gains and losses. She had just lost the first time, so it was normal for her mood to fluctuate.

"I will tell you the rest of my life." Su Xuan said softly.

Ye Mujin fell asleep soon.

Su Xuan walked down gently, came to the head of the bed, and sat down cross-legged.

Cultivation.

The appearance of his sister made him more eager for strength, and he is still far from it now.

The battle with He Shouyan gave him a lot of gains, and the battle with Gao Qingjian made him a lot of gains.

"It's a pity for Gao Qingjian." Su Xuan murmured to himself. Although this person is not particularly strong, he is definitely a genius of swordsmanship.

"My power is terrifying, but I don't have enough control over the power."

"My sword intent is very strong, but this strength is quantitative, not quality."

"My combat awareness is very good, but there is a lot of room for improvement."

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These are what he learned from Gao Qingjian.

"Start with strength." Su Xuan was trapped in a deduction and understanding, and the scenes of fighting Gao Qingjian kept appearing in his mind.

He watched it thousands of times in a row.

After that, he suddenly opened his eyes, got up, opened the door, and walked downstairs.

Downstairs, Mr. Ye has woken up and is drinking tea.

Su Xuan was a little embarrassed, after all, he had just wanted the innocent body of his granddaughter.

However, he didn't think much and asked, "Grandpa, is there some quiet place in Yejia Manor?"

"There is a bamboo forest behind the manor." Mr. Ye said.

"Old man, I'll go to the bamboo forest." Su Xuan hurriedly left, unable to wait.

I came to the bamboo forest behind the manor and found a good place.

There are bamboo leaves on the ground.

Su Xuan picked up a bamboo leaf, threw it in front of him, and then suddenly punched.

"call......"

Hit the bamboo leaves with one punch.

The bamboo leaves cracked, but they only cracked into seven or eight or a half.

Su Xuan frowned.

"Sure enough, the control over power is very poor, and the power is too dispersed."

The bamboo leaves are too light and too floating. Even if the power is great, if you cannot gather a point, it is impossible to completely shake the bamboo leaves into hundreds or thousands of subtle pieces.

"When I smashed it with one punch, this piece could be broken into river flour, and my control over power will be in place. If I smashed it with one punch, half of the leaves would break into powder and half intact, then the power control would become perfect."

"If you want to strengthen your control and gather strength, there is no other way, it is practice."

Next.

Su Xuan seemed to be possessed by a demon.

One piece of bamboo leaves rippled in the air, punching and punching out.

Of course, he was not slamming his mindlessly, but he carefully felt the power in his body surged to his arms, to the meridian route of his fist, the speed of his strength advancement, the rhythm of his strength gathering, etc.

Adjustments again and again, try again and again.

Su Xuan forgot the time.
Chapter completed!