Ronin from Douluo

On the edge of the cliff, Zeng Yi stood with his hands in his arms, staring at the end of the sea of ​​clouds, feeling boundless in his heart.

It has been more than a month since he came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Ever since he came to live in his master's Shenjian Peak, Zeng Yi has been practicing in this mountain and never went down the mountain once.

After this period of meditation practice, it seems that Zeng Yi's previous impetuous worldliness has been calmed down. Every gesture of his hands and feet has an aura of being out of the world, calm and composed, erratic like a fairy, with the spirit of an extraterrestrial expert realm.

Yes, during this period of practice, Zeng Yi did not pay attention to the cultivation of soul power, but was more focused on accumulating, sorting out the previous cultivation insights, cultivating the spiritual realm, and comprehending nature.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, Zeng Yi seemed to think of something in a daze. He flipped his right hand, and a quaint pendant appeared on the palm of his hand. This was the mysterious bronze sword pendant he had obtained in the Tiandou Auction.

When Zeng Yi first saw the bronze sword pendant, he had a very inexplicable intuition that this thing had a very important effect on him.However, nothing could be researched, as if it was just a very ordinary pendant.During this period of meditation practice, Zeng Yi also forgot about the mysterious bronze sword pendant and concentrated on his practice.Now, I suddenly remembered.

"What role do you have?" Looking at the copper sword pendant in his hand, Zeng Yi fingered the mysterious runes on it, his eyes sparkling with thought.

Looking at this mysterious copper sword pendant, Zeng Yi really felt that the sword intent on his body was vaguely attracted by this thing.

However, he is also a swordsman, why can't the old man sense it? Is it my illusion?

Zeng Yi couldn't help flashing such a thought in his mind.

How is it possible, I am not sick.Zeng Yi thought about it, and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Then, Zeng Yi couldn't help transporting his soul power to explore the mysterious copper sword pendant.

"This"

Zeng Yi couldn't help exclaiming, and his face revealed a look of surprise.

I saw that the bronze sword pendant in Zeng Yi's hand had changed, and attached Zeng Yi's soul power, flickering and fading, like breathing.

Finally, he reacted again. It turned out that he had to absorb the soul power to trigger its changes.Very good, let me see what you are

Zeng Yi's excited eyes fixed on the copper sword pendant in his hand, constantly sending his soul power to it.

However, just sending soul power to this bronze sword pendant can trigger its change. Has anyone in the auction house tried such a simple thing? Moreover, I remember that the old man also tried it with soul power at the time, but it didn’t work .Then why is it different for me

Could it be that only my soul power can trigger the change of this thing?

Zeng Yi couldn't help thinking of these, doubts flashed in his eyes.However, in just a split second, the look of doubt in Zeng Yi's eyes turned into a look of shock, which was the look of fear.

Zeng Yi felt that the soul power of his body began to be uncontrollable, and it poured into the copper sword pendant continuously. However, this mysterious copper sword pendant, like an endless abyss, let Zeng Yi's soul No matter how much power pours in, it cannot be filled.

"What's going on here?" A look of panic appeared on Zeng Yi's face, and his cheeks turned pale. In just a few seconds, the soul power in his body was almost completely absorbed by the copper sword pendant.

Zeng Yi thought of throwing away the copper-ranked pendant on his hand, but it stuck to his hand like brown candy, making it impossible for Zeng Yi to drop it.

In desperation, Zeng Yi had no choice but to activate the skills of his own soul bone to release the stored soul power.However, this mysterious copper sword pendant still absorbed Zeng Yi's soul power like a whale sucking the sea, until Zeng Yi's soul power bottomed out, and it didn't stop.

In such a situation, Zeng Yi could only watch helplessly as his soul power disappeared without a trace, his pale cheeks were covered with thin beads of cold sweat, his eyes were filled with anxiety, but there was nothing he could do.

Could it be that I am too aggrieved to be sucked to death by this mysterious thing?

As this thought rose in his mind, his soul power was sucked out, and Zeng Yi's body became weak, and he fell on the edge of the cliff. Finally, his consciousness gradually became blurred until it disappeared, and he fell into a In the darkness.

......

In the pitch-black night sky, a blood-colored full moon hangs, and the space is filled with a pale blood-colored mist. From time to time, there are bursts of mournful cries of black crows, and black crow feathers fly from the sky fall.

bang~

Suddenly, a faint blue lightning flashed across the sky, as if it wanted to tear the dim space apart.

The moment the lightning flashed by, Zeng Yi couldn't help but widen his eyes, with shock in them.

It was a tall tower like a mountain, rising straight up like a pillar of the sky.

After the lightning went dark, a thunderous sound like a dark angry beast came, sweeping the entire space.

"What is this place"

Standing in this space, Zeng Yi adjusted his mental state to the extreme, his sharp eyes were alert to the surrounding situation, and his right hand was quietly holding Lanqie's handle, ready for possible battles at any time.

In this space, it was dim and dark, as if in hell, without any warmth.

Zeng Yi stood in front of the tower, staring at the cold iron gate without any movement.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that only a few seconds have passed, Zeng Yi seems to be unable to feel the passage of time

Here, time seems to be shackled by heavy shackles, moving forward slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, Zeng Yi stepped forward and walked towards the gate of the tower.

When his hand touched the cold iron door, Zeng Yi was about to push it open. At this moment, Zeng Yi's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and a voice like a ghost came into Zeng Yi's ears,

"Welcome to......

Absolutely,

see......"

Before he finished listening to this sentence, Zeng Yi's consciousness fell into darkness again.

......

"Master Master Master Master"

Vaguely, Zeng Yi seemed to hear someone calling him.

I'm there

Zeng Yi felt that his body became very heavy, and he felt extremely oppressed.

By the way, I remember that I was on the edge of the cliff, and my soul power was sucked dry by the mysterious bronze sword, and I fell into a coma.

Then appeared in a mysterious place, full of darkness, silence, and despair.

Suddenly, Zeng Yi remembered the words that seemed to be whispering in his ears like the god of death.

"what"

In the room, a terrified cry suddenly came from the bed, shocking Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi and Yan Que.

Turning around and looking, Zeng Yi stood up quickly like a spring, with one hand on his forehead, cold sweat on his pale cheeks, his chest heaving violently, and he kept panting heavily, as if he had seen something terribly terrifying. Flashes of surprise.

"Zeng Yi, you finally woke up"

Seeing Zeng Yi wake up, Chen Xin and the others could not help but get excited, and quickly moved to the bedside.

At this time, Zeng Yi realized that he was in the same room, and he couldn't help raising his head. He saw his master, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, suzerain Ning Fengzhi, and disciple Yan Que, surrounded by his bed. He looked at himself, with a look of worry in his eyes.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Yan Que asked worriedly.

Zeng Yi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's just a nightmare, nothing happened."

"It's okay, do you know that you've been in a coma for three whole days?" Hearing Zeng Yi's words, Chen Xin said angrily, but his tone was full of worry.

"Three days" Zeng Yi couldn't help being taken aback, he had slept for three days unknowingly, this...

It seems that I have a relationship with the coma.Zeng Yi fell into a coma many times in a few days, and slept for several days each time.

"It's on the edge of the cliff where you usually practice. Fortunately, Yanque found you in time and brought you back. Otherwise, if you were taken away by a spirit beast, or fell off the cliff, you would be dead, you know? I know" Chen Xin scolded again.

On Shenjian Peak, there are naturally soul beasts, but they are all soul beasts with a cultivation level of about ten years, and there are also soul beasts with a hundred-year cultivation level, but they are rare. Chen Xin, a thousand-year soul beast, will not let them exist. Not afraid, but also worried that the thousand-year-level soul beast would hurt the disciples of the sect.

"Why did you suddenly fall into a coma and what happened?"

Ning Fengzhi asked with concern.Knowing that Zeng Yi was in a coma, he rushed over immediately. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a well-known sect as an assistant. Although he doesn't know the healing soul skills, the sect also has assistant soul masters of the healing department. Can't let Zeng Yi wake up.

In the past three days, although Zeng Yi was in a coma, his physical condition was not very good, his face was extremely pale, and he was constantly sweating, but no reason could be found, which made them very anxious .

If something happened to Zeng Yi, it would be a loss that the sect could not afford.

Fortunately, Zeng Yi woke up.

"Me?" Zeng Yi pondered for a while, and couldn't help but think of that dim space and the dark tower.

welcome to despair

despair what

Zeng Yi seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

After thinking about it carefully, Zeng Yi still planned to hide this secret.

"Maybe there are some problems in my cultivation."

"Something went wrong in cultivation..." Ning Fengzhi couldn't help being taken aback.

Chen Xin thought for a while, recalled Zeng Yi's practice during this period, and thought of something, and said: "Maybe the practice was too impatient, something went wrong, and he went mad."

"Uncle Defiant Sword, you don't know how to read jokes, do you?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help being startled.

But Zique asked suspiciously: "Uncle Ning, what is madness?"

Ning Fengzhi explained: "It's just that there are deviations and mistakes in the practice, which will cause damage to the body. If it is light, it will drop the level of soul power, and if it is serious, it will leave serious hidden dangers in the body, which will affect the future practice, and may even endanger the body. life."

"It's so serious." After hearing this, Yan Que was taken aback, and then looked at his master worriedly, "Master, you will be fine."

Saying that, Yan Que's eye sockets couldn't help getting moist.

Zeng Yi couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his disciple's head, and said, "Don't worry, Master is fine."

Looking at Zeng Yi, Chen Xin said: "It should be the reason why you have been too impatient in your practice these days. You can't hurry up in your practice, and you have already surpassed your peers by a lot. Relaxing a little will not have any effect. Proper relaxation, combining work and rest, this can better understand the profound realm of Taoism."

Chen Xin originally thought that Yan Que's practice was hard enough, but he didn't expect that as a disciple, his practice was even more perverted. Except for eating and normal breath adjustment, he spent almost a whole day practicing. A madman.

Sure enough, if there is a teacher, there will be a disciple.

"During this period of time, you should stop practicing, take good care of your body, and don't ruin yourself, otherwise, when Rongrong comes back, my beard will not be preserved."

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