He didn't care about the usual sarcasm of Cardinal. In fact, Xu Yan didn't dare to really be serious with this pretty woman. After she left the kitchen, Xu Yan came to the patio and started practicing swordsmanship.

After practicing the Four-character Sword Technique and the Seven-Star Sword Technique again, Xu Yan felt that there was still a lot of energy left in his body, and he felt relieved. It was obvious that his cultivation level in the sword path at this moment had already been significantly improved compared to before. For example, the Qi Mansion in his body not only operated faster, but also absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the speed was several times faster than before going up the mountain.

"If what I expected was not bad, I should have successfully entered the third floor. I would have to find some time to test it on the sword tower." Xu Yan stopped and put away Fu Yao, gasped slightly, and said to himself.

Then, he returned to the room to take a shower, changed into a clean set of clothes, washed and dried the dirty clothes he had changed, and then returned to the room to cross-legged seat, began to ventilate and practice, and recovered the energy that had been lost in his body before.

However, Xu Yan didn't know that while he was practicing sword, the cardinal who had always been elusive in his eyes was actually always watching all this in the attic on the third floor. Even after he used the Seven-Star Sword Technique in one breath, the latter couldn't help but nodded in secretly appreciating him, but on that pretty face, he raised his eyebrows in great displeasure. She murmured with some confusion: "How could he choose to teach this incomplete sword Technique?"

...

The time spent in practice is always fleeting. When Xu Yan recovers the energy in his body, it is approaching dusk. As the sounds came from the kitchen, Xu Yan opened his originally closed eyes and stopped practicing.

Then he got up and walked out of the room, came to the patio to see the sky. The sky was a little gloomy and dark, but this dimness did not only originate from the arrival of twilight, but also a sign before it rained.

Since the New Year, it has been more than two months and one hundred. There have been two heavy snow on Lotus Peak, but there have been no spring rain. As the energy is warming up today, it is approaching Qingming, so there are signs of spring rain falling. However, when I think of Qingming, Xu Yan suddenly remembered that after sending the gambling father "up the mountain", he said goodbye to the Grandpa Xu, who had watched him grow up since childhood, he had not returned to Xujia Village for three years. Although for him, whether he is now or the previous self, he has no feelings for the father who is not immersed in gambling and drunk, Xu Yan knew that he had never blamed the other party for his self-deprecation. After all, Grandpa Xu said that the reason why his father became like this was because his mother died of dying from childbirth when he gave birth to him, which led to him being heartbroken and never recovered.

Xu Yan's feelings for Xujia Village were more dependent on Grandpa Xu. If it weren't for the advice given to him by the latter, perhaps he would not have stayed in the village and married a local wife in this life, and at most he would have learned to learn from others to do a small business in a larger county town, but he would never have become a genius sword cultivator like he is now. Although when he entered the sect, he was a little later than ordinary people, this did not affect his gratitude to Grandpa Xu. He inherited the original memory of Xu Yan and the "Yan" behind his body. Because most of the time, his thinking about things and choices in mind were instinctively dominated by Xu Yan's subjective consciousness, he could not help but have the idea of ​​returning to Xujia Village and taking a look at Grandpa Xu.

"I don't know if the old wound on Grandpa Xu's leg left when he was young will still hurt when it rains." Xu Yan looked at the already gloomy sky above his head, his eyes were a little desolate and he murmured to himself.

...

After Xu Yan had supper, it was indeed raining in the night, drizzling and drizzling. The cardinal crossed her legs on the bench realized that Xu Yan was always a little taciturn and seemed to be busy during the supper, so she thought he was worried about tomorrow's first battle.

The dragon stared at Xu Yan who would go to wash dishes very consciously after eating, and made his tone softer as much as possible, comforted him and said: "Actually, you don't have to be too nervous. I... I saw you practicing swords in the afternoon. With your proficiency in the Seven-Star Sword Art and Four-Symbol Sword Art, and you should have reached the level of three levels. Although you are a little too hasty in improving your realm and are not stable enough, it is believed that it will be difficult for ordinary practitioners of the lower three realms, whether they are sword cultivators or martial artists, to defeat you."

Xu Yan was wandering thousands of miles in his mind, and a porcelain bowl was rinsed in his hand. After hearing the cardinal suddenly say this, he couldn't help but feel a little inadequate and said "ah" with a look of surprise.

Seeing his stupid look, the Cardinal rarely did not choose to be angry at once. He frowned and continued, "But it is inevitable that you will quickly improve your realm for this selection competition. But when you step from the third floor to the fourth floor, I advise you to fill all the unstable parts before making a breakthrough. I believe you also know that for the sword cultivators in the world, the breakthrough between the three realms and the three realms is quite difficult, but in the difficulty is not a great opportunity. The more solid the foundation, the further the road in the future may be possible. This is like building a house. Only when the foundation is solid, the higher the building can be built."

Xu Yan, who had come to his senses, agreed very much after hearing these words.

His feelings about this principle are much deeper than that of the Cardinal. After all, compared with sword cultivators, the martial arts cultivators in the world pay more attention to the pounding of their own foundations. The reason why he was able to reach an unprecedented step was that he had achieved the strongest in that heavenly realm before the improvement of every realm, and then chose to make a breakthrough.

Xu Yan nodded and replied with a smile: "I will pay special attention to this matter and will never choose to break through to the Middle Three Realms."

Seeing Xu Yan remembering this, the Cardinal looked a little slow, and she stopped saying anything. Then she got up from the bench and left the kitchen directly. It seemed that she was going to return to the small attic. However, when she passed by Xu Yan, she left another sentence: "I will get up tomorrow morning to make breakfast, remember to go there after eating."

Xu Yan smiled brilliantly and replied: "Okay."

...

The spring rain fell all night, and it was only when it was approaching the 3:00 am and the sky was dawn that it was a little bit like stopping. At this moment, someone had already lit the firewood in the stove pit in the kitchen of Liuyun courtyard and started to make breakfast.

Since entering the practice, Xu Yan no longer needs to sleep like ordinary people. Although he still needs to go through long-term meditation to ensure his mental energy the next day, meditation itself is a very common practice of nourishing qi, and for any sword cultivator, this is an indispensable way of practice.

After the sky was slightly bright, Xu Yan woke up from meditation. After a night of practice, although it was far from enough to change his Qi Mansion and could not significantly improve his realm, Xu Yan was not depressed by this, because compared to Zuoji, he knew that his Qi Mansion had condensed a little more, and this little bit was the reward for his overnight practice.

The key to practicing is persistence. No matter how powerful a sword cultivator is, he needs to accumulate little by little to achieve success in himself.

After Xu Yan went to the pool to wash, Cardinal had already prepared breakfast. The breakfast style was very simple, with a pot of white porridge and two small plates of pickled pickles. After Xu Yan sat down, Cardinal handed over another hot duck egg.

Xu Yan knocked on the eggshell, tasted it, and found that it was a salted duck egg. He smiled and joked: "Hey, it turns out that you also pickled salted duck eggs. When did you make it? Why don't I know, but this duck egg tastes great, it smells so good."

When the cardinal heard this, she immediately turned a blank look, ignoring the other party's extremely stiff flattery, and said angrily: "How many days have you been staying in the yard since this year? Only when you can see it is a ghost!"

Xu Yan laughed at this and didn't dare to argue with him. It was not until the two of them finished their breakfast that Xu Yan suddenly asked: "Will you go to see this selection competition?"

Cardinal glanced at him and said disdainfully: "What's the best thing about this kind of trial competition that is like a child playing house?"

Seeing Xu Yan's face full of embarrassment, the dragon blinked suddenly and said with an evil smile: "If you want me to see you show off your power, just say it straight, you're like a woman, not at all."

Xu Yan scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

The Cardinal looked at the young man who had returned from the yellow hairy tip in front of him and felt that the other party had a slight change in personality. Finally, he nodded and said, "It's not impossible to want me to see you show off your power, but you should go to the final first. If you can't even enter the final, it's fine if you don't watch it."

Xu Yan smiled bitterly on his face, "You are just talking lightly."

However, he had no desire to win or lose in his heart, but at this moment, he wanted to compete for the first place for no reason. As for this idea, only God knows whether it was because of the Cardinal's provocation.

...

February 16.

It's Qingming Festival.

Near Chen time.

The Lotus Peak has fallen again.

Then, from the rain curtain, a disciple who had been named a genius sword cultivation for three years slowly walked to the center of the sect's martial arts square.

He wore a bamboo hat and a famous sword.

The name of the sword, Fuyao.
Chapter completed!