Fu Chengyang stared at the token in his hand in shock, which flickered slightly, and contained an aura that was different from the token on his waist.

And what did he just say?Elder

of Sword Dao Peak?

In other words, it is a cultivation elder who happens to fit his natural sword bones!

If he cultivates after him, he will naturally have a lot of benefits, but now he also has his own plan, first learn the basic courses of the inner door, and then learn more advanced things with the elders after some improvement, and then go out of the customs to find what he wants.

In addition to the refusal, he has already said that he has repented, which is really not the responsibility that a righteous gentleman should have, Fu Chengyang declined the elder, and in the latter's sigh, he picked up the broom and began to clean the school diligently.

I don't know that this school is not inferior to the outer gate, and it is even better than the outer gate, but it has not changed much, and it has become only the elders and students.

The most important point is that only students in the morning class will take classes here, and the afternoon time on weekdays is spent outside the experience, and there are countless illusions in the Great Wilderness Sect, and if you enter it casually for a period of time, you must have some understanding, and this is just the privilege of the inner disciples, if the outer disciples enter rashly, if the cultivation is not enough, it is easy to have an accident.

However, since Fu Chengyang came to the inner door for class on the first day, he naturally didn't have to go to the dormitory to rest after the morning class in the morning.

The room has not changed much as when he left, and he was slightly relieved to hear the black cat who stayed behind say that it has been quiet for two days, and no one has been in his room for two days.

Anyway, the man who was hiding in the shadows finally didn't know what he was abandoned.

And when he was sitting on the bed and preparing to practice, he suddenly remembered that he was now the Great Perfection of the Golden Pill, and if he wanted to improve again, it was better to try and take another look at the Five Spiritual Techniques.

Fu Chengyang, who had made up his mind, took out the Five Spirits Formula, and didn't notice at all that when the Sword Spirit saw the book in his hand, his eyes were full of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

Putting this situation aside, Fu Chengyang didn't pay attention to his surroundings, but lowered his head and opened the book intently, and then probed his aura into it.

But when he turned the pages of the book, Wulingjue only saw the middle stage of Jindan, and he was dizzy, and when he saw the content of Jindan Great Perfection, he already felt a little powerless.

There was an idea of wanting to continue to look hard, but as soon as this thought came out, Fu Chengyang suddenly had some heart palpitations, as if he was being targeted by a powerful existence, and his ant-like self was very small, as if he could be crushed by that powerful force that could be crushed by a finger casually.

Fu Chengyang realized that if he continued to watch, he might really have an accident, so he had to temporarily give up the idea of continuing to watch.

He put away the Five Spirits Recipe again, and now this book has brought him too much convenience, and the current development must rely on himself.

Fu Chengyang turned his head slightly, and saw the black cat lying on the bed sleeping on all fours, and the sword spirit also came out of the sword for the first time, sitting on the side and reaching out for the pen, not knowing what he was writing.

When he looked over and found that he didn't know the dense small characters that time, there were incomprehensible smart lines, and all the words on it were some words that he couldn't understand.

Generally speaking, it is indeed pleasing to the eye, Fu Chengyang stared at the word for a long time, and suddenly asked Jian Ling, "What are these?"

The latter devoted himself to writing, and did not notice that Fu Chenyang had already come, and was stunned for a moment when he saw him asking, and then he thought about it.

"It's nothing, it's just a record of everything in the dream. The sword spirit replied succinctly, and the movements under his hands did not stop.

The sword spirit also dreams. Fu Chengyang was a little surprised, and the sword spirit glanced at him, a little disgusted with his fuss.

All things have spirits, have their own thoughts, have their own consciousness, so dreaming is very natural, and it is not even surprising.

"Speaking of which, what is that book in your hand?" on the other hand, the sword spirit pondered for a moment, and finally his gaze fell on the place where Fu Chengyang had just put the book away.

"It's nothing, a cheatbook I found in the Zongmen Library. Fu Chengyang said and glanced at the sword spirit, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he met without suspicion, he knew how much improvement the five spirits could bring to him, once this thing appeared in the public eye, it would inevitably be a level that caused everyone to compete for it.

You only need to look at it to improve your strength, where can you find such a good thing?

But the sword spirit was really compiling his own dreams, waving the pen in his hand, and after writing those small characters that he couldn't understand at all, like flies crawling, he added a few stick figures to the side, but the painting was really miserable.

"Why do you want to paint these?" Fu Chengyang asked.

"It's boring to be in there all the time. The sword spirit said the reason in a few words, and then lowered his head and began to write and draw.

Fu Chengyang stood a little farther away, and finally took a look at the picture she drew on the paper, and looked at him and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because it looks familiar.

But after being familiar for a while, he really couldn't prove anything, Fu Chengyang lowered his head and began, asking in detail what his sword spirit could dream of.

The sword spirit struggled to recall, although he didn't quite understand what the dream represented, but his intuition wanted him to draw everything in the dream.

"There is a bamboo forest in front of you, and there is a vermilion gate after entering......" Sword Spirit said and thought about it, and began to compare the situation with his hands, the specific things in the dream are not very clear, but the environment there can still be clear.

After all, it's a dream and a night's thing, if you really can't remember it clearly, it's really unreasonable, although I don't quite understand why the master wants to let him describe the scene in the dream, but I still say it all 1510.

She opened the vermilion door in her dream, and behind the door, it was not a quiet and peaceful environment like the bamboo forest around her, but a scene like purgatory on earth.

It's hard to describe what kind of environment she was in, but in the words of the black cat who had just woken up -

"It was said that people and demons would not invade each other, but as soon as this guy woke up, he came out of his sword and pulled out a knife directly at me." Directly

scared the cat and pretended to be dead on the spot until Fu Chengyang just came back.

Fu Chengyang tilted his head.

The black cat has never woken up, just pretending to be asleep.

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