I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

"The cultivation base has been raised again?" Lian Yundan found out when he first met, and asked in surprise.

Han Wenye nodded, saying that he wanted to help him limit his cultivation.

"Alright." Lian Yundan reached out and patted Han Wenye's body as he spoke.

"Is that all right?" Han Wenye tried to run the spiritual energy once, and found that there was an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Originally, you are only in the Qi training period. If I hit hard, I'm afraid I will hurt you." Lian Yun said with a smile.

Han Wenye was shocked and stood aside and led Lingshui over. No matter what, he now truly felt stronger than before.

After Han Wenye finished carrying the water, he saw that the sword spirit Yingrong and Lian Yundan were still talking, so he slipped away quietly without disturbing them.

"Stop." Ruoshuijian quickly followed.

"Senior, you really don't want to leave me for a moment." Han Wenye glanced up and down at Sword Spirit Ying Rong and said, he didn't speak to Sword Spirit Ying Rong after he finished speaking, and walked forward with big strides while carrying the water up.

Sword spirit Yingrong was not very keen on this, when he realized something else, although he was angry, he had already missed the opportunity to explain.

Korean wild wasteland, when I was about to practice swords, I heard someone calling me below.

Han Wenye saw that it was Cheng Qizhi, and he even brought others over.

"Senior Brother Cheng, why are you here?" Han Wenye walked over and asked.

"Don't dare, your cultivation base is higher than mine now, so I should have called you senior brother." Cheng Qizhi hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists.

Han Wenye smiled and didn't take it seriously, let alone his seniors, he didn't have a deep friendship with these people, and he didn't want to get involved too much.

Cheng Qizhi took a look at the place where Han Wenye lived, it was still so simple and poor, but he didn't dare to underestimate Han Wenye, he is a figure who can live well in the Zhengxuan sect after being cured.

"There's nothing else to come here to see you, just to send you a letter. Someone said they're going to get together and beat you up tomorrow." Cheng Qizhi only found out after talking about Han Wenye. He also offended the guy who caught the gale bird, and by the way, Zhang Leyou who took the entry test.

In short, Han Wenye has offended almost all the famous people in the Zhengxuan sect this year, and they are all waiting for tomorrow's outer door test to beat Han Wenye.

"Let him come, it's their ability to move me a little bit." Han Wenye said domineeringly, and the people next to him screamed coaxingly, saying that the whole medicine field is counting on Han Wenye to fight for their breath. Well, the Han Wenye who speaks is like their leader.

Han Wenye chatted with Cheng Qizhi and others for a while before the other party went down the mountain.

"Sure enough, it's better to stay with the young people and watch people be more energetic." Sword Spirit Ying Rong floated out, and said faintly.

"It's fun to talk for a while, but to be honest, I'd still like to be with Senior." Han Wenye went into the room after speaking.

Yingrong, the sword spirit outside, was stunned for a while before he frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Why are you looking for me?"

After Yingrong, the sword spirit, realized something was wrong, he immediately called Dan Zhihan in the real body of the Four Immortals.

"I think that Han Wenye may have some strange ideas about me." Sword Spirit Ying Rong said in a deep voice.

"Strange idea? It shouldn't be." Dan Zhihan said immediately.

"What do you mean?" Ying Rong looked at Dan Zhihan with a cold face and asked.

"It's very simple. You look like you are pursuing the ruthless way. No one will be tempted by you." Dan Zhihan sat there and said leisurely: "Don't look at the many people who support you, but if you really want to When they talk about love with you, they are all either afraid or feel that it must be very boring."

Dan Zhihan continued unceremoniously: "You are old and young, don't keep a straight face all day long, if someone wants to talk to you, don't put on airs, didn't the master say it? You There must be a love in fate."

"Master...Master..." Ying Rong remembered that once when Master was a little drunk, Dan Zhihan insisted that Master help him to calculate the marriage with Ying Rong.

Ying Rong was unwilling at first, but he couldn't help but let his master do it, so he had to bow his head and let it go.

Dan Zhihan, who was talking about at the beginning, said that he is going through a lot of love, what is broken and connected, and Ying Rong is destined to have a love.

Thinking of this, Ying Rong frowned and said, "Master is drunk, don't take it seriously. I'm just afraid of Han Wenye, who is just starting to practice, if he goes astray."

"What kind of crooked road can you go? I think that kid is much clearer than you on this. It's better that you don't let others eat it for nothing." Dan Zhihan laughed at Ying Rong, who ignored him and said to himself Sit there and figure it out.

"Senior, senior?" Waiting for Ying Rong to sense that the sword spirit part of his consciousness was being called by Han Wenye, he hurriedly divided his consciousness and started working on errands.

"What's wrong?" Sword Spirit Ying Rong floated out and asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, but I wanted to use the Ruoshui sword to practice swords, so I yelled twice for fear of disturbing seniors." Han Wenye said cautiously.

"En." Sword Spirit Ying Rong replied sullenly.

Han Wenye saw that Yingrong, the sword spirit, looked a bit stern. Although he didn't know what happened, he still held the Ruoshui sword.

Speaking of which, Han Wenye has been useless for several days with the Ruoshui sword, and now the water aura is flowing over as soon as he holds it, and the sword spirit Yingrong himself feels a surge of power.

"Go to the back mountain, don't ruin this place." Sword Spirit Ying Rong couldn't help but reminded.

"Yes." Han Wenye said, holding his sword and heading towards the back mountain.

Jianling Yingrong followed Han Wenye not far or near, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Senior, what's going on here?" Han Wenye found a hidden grassland, turned around and asked.

"You practice swords by yourself, and ask me why you do everything." Sword Spirit Ying Rong scolded.

Han Wenye smiled and began to practice with a sword.

He was originally a person who realized the meaning of the sword, but now after Lian Yundan's on-demand broadcast, the sword's power has improved a lot.

Ying Rong, the sword spirit, was floating on the branches, looking at Han Wenye on the grass, young and flying, with a kind of handsomeness when using the sword.

After practicing for a while, Han Wenye seemed to feel that something was wrong. He secretly glanced at Ying Rong, the sword spirit, and then withdrew his gaze.

The sword spirit Yingrong just pretended not to see it, waiting for the second time to see Han Wenye holding the sword and scratching his head, as if he was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask himself.

"Really..." Sword Spirit Ying Rong flew over.

"Senior?" Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong, the sword spirit, in surprise.

"Put out your sword." Sword Spirit Ying Rong didn't say anything to him, and directly instructed Han Wenye coldly.

Han Wenye made some progress and soon got stuck again. Finally, the anxious sword spirit Ying Rong flew to Han Wenye's side.

A faint aura spread, although Ying Rong, the sword spirit, was only a part of Ying Rong's consciousness, but the powerful sword intent still made Han Wenye excited.

"Look at it." The sword spirit Ying Rong grasped the Ruoshui sword and began to practice Han Wenye's sword skills.

Han Wenye watched the sun fall on the translucent sword spirit, and the Ruoshui sword was also blue and clear, and the color really matched the clear and beautiful.

But the most important thing is the eyes and movements of the sword spirit Ying Rong, which is really worthy of his title of Great Sword Cultivator.

"How?" Ying Rong, the sword spirit, stopped to retract his sword, looked sideways at Han Wenye and asked.

"Very handsome!" Han Wenye clapped his hands and said.

"I'm talking about how well you understand swordsmanship!" Sword Spirit Ying Rong gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh, I got it." Han Wenye said as he walked over, picked up the Ruoshui sword and began to practice, it was much smoother, and Ying Rong, who saw the sword, also relaxed a lot.

"It's really thanks to my seniors who taught me." Han Wenye put away his sword and walked back, saying as he walked.

Sword spirit Yingrong just responded to him lightly, but couldn't bear Han Wenye's "diligent learning and questioning" many confusions in kendo. Sword spirit Yingrong loved kendo the most, and he still couldn't help following here. Han Wenye started talking.

Unknowingly, the two of them talked about leaving in the middle of the night.

"You should rest, you have to go to the competition in a while." After waiting for the sword spirit Yingrong to react, he was surprised to find that he was sitting cross-legged with Han Wenye and talked for a long time.

"Okay." Han Wenye smiled and turned around to rest.

Jianling Yingrong sat there, turned to look at the fading moonlight, and suddenly sighed softly.

The sword spirit Yingrong sat until dawn, and when he woke up Han Wenye, he would go into the sword like water.

After Han Wenye got up, Dongqing came over, saying that he knew that Han Wenye was going to pass the outer door test today, so he came to visit the wasteland for a day.

Han Wenye thanked Dongqing, and he carried the Ruoshui sword on his back to the martial arts field of the Zhengxuan sect.

The Zhengxuan sect accepts disciples once every five years, and once a large piece of black is collected.

Handymen like Han Wenye are naturally at the bottom of the list.

Han Wenye saw that because it was an outer test, no masters came to see it, only a few seniors who had just passed the foundation building period stared at it.

"It's a good opportunity to make a black hand." Han Wenye looked around and found that many people around him were looking at him.

"Stand up, start testing." The person in front shouted, and everyone stopped talking.

There were three rounds of tests in total, the first round was the understanding of heart-testing formulas, Han Wenye had never learned this seriously, so he had to say it based on his own general meaning.

"A handyman is a handyman, and he still wants to go to heaven." Someone mumbled while waiting for Han Wenye to pass by.

Han Wenye also ignored him.

In the second round, the cultivation base was tested, and Han Wenye's eighth level of Qi training was already the best group, so he had nothing to say.

"I'm afraid they didn't eat some panacea to remind them to come up. I heard that if you eat too much panacea, you won't even be able to build a foundation." Someone still muttered below.

Han Wenye took a deep breath, waiting for the third round to be the disciple competition.

Regardless of the others, Han Wenye jumped onto the stage by himself, glanced down at the people below and said, "I heard that many brothers and sisters disliked me. Now that I have this opportunity, whoever is holding their breath might as well come up and compete." .”

The author has something to say: I would like to thank the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [Mine]: 3 for Mr. Ren; 1 for Moonstone;

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