C1540 A Bud That Burns the Years
C1540 A Bud That Burns the Years
He immersed his entire mind into the obscure words.
He felt his head hurt.
However, after reading those lines, he finally understood that there were four moves of the 'Soul Chasing Haze Sword'.
One day, the bud was ready to bloom.
The second was to guide the butterfly through the flower.
Three, why did the flower fall?
Four is like a flower but not a flower.
"The first style, Unleashing Bracts."
After he finished reading, he wanted to comprehend this technique, which was full of bracts.
A day and a night had passed, and he had finally understood the gist of the first move.
After walking out of the cave, he held his sword and began to dance in the small forest in front of him.
The bloodthirsty Sword-style, however, carried a trace of sadness.
The bud was ready to bloom, like that time, like that initial meeting, everything was so beautiful.
At that time, all the departure hadn't happened, all the decisions hadn't come out, and all the misunderstandings could still be slowly explained.
A flower held onto the tip of a sword. It had yet to bloom, and this was its initial appearance. Perhaps in the next moment, it would pass away. However, life seemed to have no regrets.
Meng Yu's sword, was ready to strike, as though he had not pierced it yet. However, before he could strike with his sword, your throat might have already been pierced.
In the forest, all the Sword Wave had turned into countless budding flowers, waiting for it to bloom in the spring.
"Although this move has already formed into a sword technique, it is still very unfamiliar."
"I can't even release the bud yet."
But he was already extremely satisfied.
However, this practice of the sword was full of anger, and had injured his internal organs.
He took out a Pills and consumed it. Meng Yu scanned his surroundings and said, "Liu Dahai, if there's anything, come over and report."
"Yes."
Liu Dahai walked over with a cheeky smile.
"Master, I found out what you wanted me to find out."
Liu Dahai bowed and said.
Seeing that Meng Yu did not make a sound, he continued, "The prisoners gathered at the Falling Peak come from many different forces. Among them, are Taishang Cult, Fire Sword Sect, Han Family, Ning Family, Meng Family, Xuanyuan Family, etc. In addition, there are also a small number of disciples of our sect who commit crimes who are also prohibited from entering. "
There were actually disciples of the Ning and Meng families imprisoned there?
Meng Yu was secretly shocked, but Ancient Well's expression did not waver, "Your news, where did it come from?"
"Master, I asked the three outer court disciples, and they all said so."
"Of course, I am definitely not going straight to the point. Instead, I am just talking nonsense, and that's why I'm at the top of the Falling Peak. There's no trace of me finding out about it."
Meng Yu nodded.
"Is there anything else I need to report?"
"I heard that the prisoners on that mountain peak will have their souls compressed by some of our sect's Soul Refining Treasures for higher levels of cultivation."
Meng Yu's face was expressionless. "You did well, you must do things properly in the future."
"Thank you Master, this is what I should do."
Liu Dahai had nothing to say, so he apologized and walked away.
After he left, Meng Yu's face was ashen.
He and his mother's clansmen were imprisoned for soul tempering. That kind of pain was worse than death.
Those people were right next to him. He could see them as long as he ascended the throne, but there was nothing he could do!
Meng Yu clenched his fists tightly, but he was hinting to himself not to be angry, not to be angry.
Could they save those people?
Of course not.
The sword technique formed from rage suddenly radiated brightly.
Flowers bloomed within his sword, and there were even countless fiery butterflies appearing. The burning of space caused a few Blue Smoke to rise up in the air.
Eh?
Meng Yu was stunned.
He had yet to master the first style, but he had mastered the second style, Flower Piercing Butterfly.
Countless flowers and butterflies bloomed and burned around his sword.
What was burning was not only his physical body, but also his soul, as well as the passage of time.
These trees naturally could not bear the burning and were suddenly burnt.
"There seems to be some kind of divine will in the underworld."
Meng Yu looked at the sky.
When he returned to his room, he noticed that he seemed to have gained some understanding of the Dao of Fire.
The second move, 'Flower Luring Butterfly', could actually burn through time!
"Originally, I was guessing that in order to master the first style, I would need at least half a year. But on the first day, I already mastered the first style and the second style."
"This is too much!"
Yes, Bai Jiangxue gave him ten days time to obtain the Creation Ancient Tripod. Since he had this kind of excellent technique to strengthen his strength, then naturally, it greatly increased his chances of obtaining the Ancient Tripod.
Now, he somewhat understood why Bai Jiangxue had only given him ten days to get the Ancient Tripod. It was likely that she did not want him to stay here for too long.
Ten days. If he succeeded, he would succeed. If he failed, he would retreat.
This was Bai Jiangxue's guiding philosophy.
It was a pity that Meng Yu only thought of this so far.
"I must go collect some sect's merit points in order to be able to retrieve that item in the Hidden Sword Manor."
To enter that place would require at least 1000 contribution points.
To obtain something like the Creation Ancient Tripod, it would probably cost a hundred thousand contribution points?
A thousand contribution points would probably need five million top-grade Elemental Stone to buy it, but Meng Yu did not have that many on him.
"I'm really broke now."
Meng Yu laughed bitterly.
How about, go to the Merit Hall and see what kind of mission there is to accept?
Now, this seemed to be the only solution.
When he walked out of the hall, he saw Qin Rou, who had nothing to do, sitting by the window with her hand on her cheek, looking at the white clouds in the sky.
"Poor child. Others might have cultivation methods, but she does not. "
The corner of Meng Yu's mouth slightly rose.
"A bottle of wine."
Meng Yu threw the "Acacia Wine" that he was not willing to give to others to Qin Rou.
Qin Rou caught it and pouted, "Do you want to get drunk?"
Meng Yu laughed, "Go drink in my room, if you are drunk, sleep there and wait for me!"
"No, it can't be?"
Qin Rou became shy.
"Then I'll go to your room and try out this wine later."
"Eh, this wine is called Acacia Wine?"
She looked at the words on it in shock.
Meng Yu nodded.
The figures of three adorable girls, Xiao Zi, Xiaolan and Xiao Xue, appeared in his mind.
"Acacia Wine s are priced at a thousand gold. If the destiny ends, do not be sad. "
"Drink a mouthful, drunk to this day. If you love me, drink ten catties. "
"Acacia Wine, I am worried. "My son, don't be sad …"
He chanted softly.
There was a hint of sadness in her voice, but also a hint of sweetness.
Master was singing?
Was this for himself?
Qin Rou was excited, but when she saw the sadness and sweetness on her master's face, she suddenly understood that there was another woman in his heart. In his mind, he was recalling the happy moments when she was with her beloved woman.
She could not help but feel jealous.
She used to think that everything she had done with her master was a deal, but now, she suddenly didn't want it to be just a deal.
"What a special wine!"
When Master had left, she went into his room and took a sip of wine.
In the cold wine, she was looking for her master's sadness.
When Meng Yu arrived at the Merit Hall Hall, it was already surrounded by people.
Looking at the few gigantic crystal balls in the middle, Meng Yu could not help but sigh.