After Chen Jianjia's condition was put on hold, Lu Nianli's time for the next three days was completely dominated by the girls.

The four maids who were fused with the 'Taiyin Divine Blood' had experienced nectar for a long time, and their cultivation levels had once again achieved breakthroughs. They all reached the late stage of Nirvana.

On the evening of the third day, Lu Nianli put on the Shadow-Eating Mask and went alone to the mountain outside Zhenbei City, where he accidentally released the Shura Sword.

In Zhenbei City, Mengxie, who was practicing swordsmanship with Li Shuang'er, suddenly felt something and looked towards the mountains outside the city.

"That's! Shura Sword Intent!!"

A rare smile appeared on Meng Xie's cold face, "Senior Shura finally agreed to see us."

"Shuang'er, let's go."

She hugged Li Shuang'er and rushed towards the mountains outside the city.

The two of them reached the top of the mountain with their swords.

Under the huge stone where the moonlight gathered, there was a man standing with his hands behind his back, his back facing them.

The man only held a branch in his hand, but his sword intent was vast and infinite, like the arrival of the Shura God in the Nine Nether Hells or the Sea of ​​Blood and Yellow Springs.

"Li Family Sword Tomb Mengxie (Li Shuang'er), pays homage to Senior Shura."

The two women bowed and saluted at the same time.

"Little girl, you have a good talent for swordsmanship."

An uncertain voice came from the 'Shura Sword'.

"Thank you for your appreciation, senior." Meng Xie held the famous sword 'Muliuma' in his hand, with a sharp sword spirit, "Junior is brave enough to ask senior for advice on swordsmanship."

"You want to ask me about the sword, have you thought about it?" Shura Jian said calmly: "Holding the sword determines life and death, and asking the sword to cleanse the heart. The murderous intention of my sword is too heavy, and it is not something you can bear."

"If you don't ask about this sword, it will be difficult for me to level the sword." Meng Xie replied with a firm expression.

"The flaw in your sword is too obvious, it's too early to ask about the sword."

Shura Swordsman said: "I don't want a swordsman genius to be ruined here. I will use my sword. If you understand it thoroughly, it will not be too late to ask me about swordsmanship."

Of course Lu Nianli would not fight Meng Xie.

This kind of one-minded little girl's deception is all over.

He is not afraid of sword intentions, but he is really not very good at sword skills.

He came here to calm this little girl and lay the foundation for spying on Fairy Biluo of the Supreme Sword Sect in the future. It would be bad if the secret was exposed.

"Senior, please bring out the sword."

Meng Xie was extremely happy to see that 'Senior Shura' was interested in teaching him.

Being able to see Senior Shura draw his sword with my own eyes, I have no regrets about this trip.

"Little girl, watch carefully."

Lu Nianli stretched forward the branch he picked up randomly on the ground, and the Shura sword intent continued to condense, and then suddenly erupted, and the vast and terrifying murderous intent swept across the entire mountain in an instant.

Meng Xie's pupils shrank, the sword in his hand couldn't stop shaking, and he whined uncontrollably.

Li Shuang'er hugged the scabbard tightly, her face pale.

At this moment, they seemed not to be on the Zhenbei Mountains, but instead were trapped in the sea of ​​blood of Shura and the underworld. Shura seemed to be attacking them with endless murderous intent.

"Just a sword slashed from a tree branch is already so terrifying?!"

"Is this the real Shura Sword?"

Meng Xie took a deep breath.

She originally thought that she was not too far behind Senior Shura, but now she realizes that Senior Shura is still a mountain that is beyond her reach.

If she really asked Senior Shura about the sword, her sword heart would probably be broken in an instant.

Even though she was looking so carefully, she still couldn't see the mystery behind Senior Shura's sword.

That sword was so simple that she couldn't see any skill, but it was such a simple sword, but its meaning was so terrifying.

What does this prove?

It proves that Senior Shura's achievements in the way of swordsmanship have reached the state of returning to nature and simplicity.

The sword intention dissipated, and Lu Nianli spoke again, "How enlightened are you about this sword?"

Meng Xie lowered his head in shame, "This junior is stupid and cannot understand the principles of the sword."

"Then when you understand it thoroughly, come and ask me about the sword again!" Lu Nianli said pretending to be profound.

"Senior, are you also from the Immortal Sect's blessed land?" Meng Xie couldn't help but ask: "Senior, can I still see you when I go to the Immortal Sect's blessed land?"

"Whether it is a hundred dynasties in the secular world or a blessed land of the Immortal Sect, there is no difference."

"The direction of the sword's heart is the destination of the person holding the sword."

Lu Nianli continued to pretend to be enigmatic.

Meng Xie paused for a moment. She felt that if she missed this opportunity, she would never see Senior Shura again.

The direction of her sword was actually determined the moment she felt Shura's sword intention.

Today's sword attack made her understand the sword's heart even more.

"Junior has one more question." Meng Xie said solemnly, "Does Senior Shura have any disciples?"

"none!"

Lu Nianli shook his head.

Sure enough, the fish took the bait.

"Junior, I sincerely ask senior to accept me as your disciple!" Meng Xie said in a solemn tone.

"Do you want to become my disciple? There are countless powerful people in the Immortal Sect's Blessed Land, and you want to worship me as your teacher here?" Lu Nianli said: "When you embark on the Shura Sword Way, there will be no turning back."

"As the elders said, where the sword's heart points is the destination of the person holding the sword."

Meng Xie said, "Since I have been practicing swordsmanship, only Shura Swordsmanship can touch my heart. I sincerely want to practice this way. Please accept me as your disciple!"

"You don't regret going to the Supreme Sword Sect?" Lu Nianli asked again.

"No regrets!" Meng Xie nodded.

"Since you are so sincere, I will respond to you." Lu Nianli accepted the request and stopped obstructing him.

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple." Meng Xie immediately knelt down and bowed with his sword.

"Come forward and I will give you another sword."

After receiving the gift, Lu Nianli still felt a little guilty on his conscience that such a simple girl had been deceived by him.

I don’t know if Meng Xie will deceive his master and destroy his ancestors after knowing the truth.

Meng Xie, who didn't know the truth, stepped forward happily.

Lu Nianli stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's brow, giving a wisp of Shura's original sword intention. As for swordsmanship skills, he couldn't teach her.

All I can say is that the master leads me in, and cultivation depends on oneself.

The rest is all up to Mengxie to figure out on his own.

He was just waiting for an opportunity to start fruit harvesting mode.

"Thank you Master for the gift."

Feeling the original sword intention implanted in her mind, Meng Xie's sword intention was completely clear. She would definitely reach the top along this path.

"Hold the sword and do what is in your heart."

"Let's go as a teacher and see you again if we have the chance."

Lu Nianli felt that he had almost used the vocabulary to show off, and if he continued to pretend, he would easily lose his composure. As for how strong his master was, he would let Meng Xie slowly fantasize about it.

"Master, my disciple will definitely catch up with you."

Looking at the figure disappearing into the shadows, Meng Xie's sword heart was burning hot, and he slashed forward with the sharp sword in his hand, but the sword intent was far behind the master.

She knows that the road ahead will be difficult, but she will definitely work hard to reach the top, get a glimpse of Master's true face, and then surpass Master!

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
To be continued...