"I've already told you before that you've already seen this technique. It's in your heart, but you still keep coming to me to ask for it."

The sword spirit curled his lips and said:

"You don't think that all the secrets of martial arts in the world are the same, summarized by predecessors and stored in bamboo slips or jade tubes? They are specially for the protagonists in the vernacular novels to comprehend and comprehend."

Zhao Rong coughed.

"When I killed that strange warrior from outside the realm and burned his strange body with vast blood and energy, I used a secret technique to see through his indestructible pure blue glazed skeleton and deduced a rough set of cultivation techniques from it."

"After many observations, and with my own understanding and insights, I carefully modified it and finally obtained this set of strange outer-world skills that you are practicing now. It is suitable for our Xuanhuang human race to practice."

The sword spirit seemed to be moody, and his mood and tone suddenly became bad for no reason.

"Oh, do you think everyone has your luck, that I can spend all my energy to help you practice the technique, pave the way for you, and build a rare pool full of evil dragons in the heart lake?"

It's not in a good mood.

Zhao Rong coughed and gave a few sincere compliments to appease the sword spirit.

Gui no longer concealed it and said directly:

"You are a Confucian scholar and have read a lot of books. Have you discovered that most of the natural forces in this world appear together with some negative evil things, accompanying each other and relying on each other, like yin and yang?"

Zhao Rong thought about it and nodded vigorously, "I found out. Let's take studying as an example. Sometimes you become stronger, but you also become balder. Alas."

Blade and Soul: "...In short, to gain great power, one must take great risks and pay a heavy price."

Young scholar: "That's right. Generally, powerful people don't look very good, or at least have some other bad flaws."

The sword spirit choked and continued to speak seriously: "The wonder of this set of outer-world skills is that it uses this principle. After suppressing... or overcoming these negative effects, it absorbs powerful power. This is my impression. No one in the Xuanhuang cultivation world has ever walked the path of a warrior!"

The young scholar nodded again, "Well, generally, the big shots in high positions are not good-looking, and their bodies are probably not good either, but they have a beautiful wife, who is a goddess or fairy in the eyes of ordinary people. However, they also have to bear the risk of not being able to keep an eye on their wives. Only after overcoming the danger can they obtain beauty."

“……???” Sword spirit.

There was silence for a moment.

"Zhao Rong, can you wait for me to finish talking before you start talking about other things? Is this the end?"

"Didn't you ask me if I had any discoveries? I'll give you some appropriate examples." Zhao Rong blinked.

“…”Return.

"Okay, you win. I'll let you speak first, okay? Hurry up and finish your speech." The sword spirit was angry.

"Cough cough." Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed twice.

He glanced at the water in the Zhengguan Well in front of him that was filled with dragon energy, and suddenly said:

"So, that outsider warrior followed the path of the True Dragon Warrior, absorbed the powerful strength of the Jiaolong descendants, suppressed their brutality and evil, and only extracted the purest power that is beneficial to cultivation?"

The sword spirit was slightly startled when he heard this, and his anger unconsciously dissipated a lot.

"You're pretty much right. Ha, it seems you're still listening to me."

Zhao Rong smiled and asked, "So the dragon energy you just put into the lake is this kind of nutrient that contains both danger and powerful power?"

It nodded and said:

"You can say that. In fact, it's not just the Jiaolong descendants. The power of many wild monsters can be transformed and borrowed."

"Zhao Rong, do you know that those terrifying wild beasts that were born in the ancient chaos all naturally possessed incomparably powerful strength, but their minds were ignorant and affected by negative emotions of tyranny and evil? Some powerful ancient demon tribes were also like this."

The sword spirit thought for a moment and nodded, "Well, the current demon race is similar. Their bodies are strong, but their demon nature is hard to change. Especially the dragon descendants among them, they are powerful and lustful."

When Zhao Rong heard this, the evil dragons he saw last time flashed before his eyes and he nodded.

Gui chuckled and said leisurely:

“Heh, this Jiaolong descendant is one of the most representative monsters, and is very suitable for this set of outer-world skills.

"That's why the warrior from outside the realm had so many residual dragon souls in his body. The main source of his power was the dragonborn. Even the monster he fought to the death was a peerless dragon that was rare in the starry sky.

"This outsider warrior wants to eat it to perfect his skills and complete his path!"

Zhao Rong suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

He couldn't help but ask again: "So should I also tear a dragon apart with my bare hands and eat it raw in the future?"

Gui was choked with words, took a deep breath, and said with a curled lip:

"Don't worry. Didn't I tell you that I have modified this set of skills a lot to make it suitable for the Xuanhuang people to practice, so that it won't be as barbaric as the warriors from outside the world?"

Zhao Rong nodded. "So we roast it and eat it? Let's be more civilized. That's not bad either." His tone became relieved.

“???” Return.

It is speechless. Are you a fucking foodie?

He couldn't help but curse, "Didn't I build a magical abyss for you? Why did I keep that pool of extremely ferocious evil dragons for you?"

After Zhao Rong reacted, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Ahem, I almost forgot. Sorry, sorry."

"Zhao Rong, if you are hungry, let's have a midnight snack and talk later. If you are not hungry, then you are just teasing me and asking for trouble. I will satisfy you."

Let’s get back to the serious side.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "I'm hungry, but not completely hungry."

The sword spirit nodded and said, "You want to get some of it, right?"

Zhao Rong coughed lightly and suddenly asked:

"So you helped me build this pond in the Heart Lake and raised eighty-one evil dragons, just to let them 'eat' for me? The more primitive and barbaric the powerful force, the more negative effects such as ambition and desire will be accompanied..."

He narrowed his eyes and whispered, "And the owner will often be...contaminated, and controlled by this power in reverse."

"And I used this pool full of evil dragons to 'eat' negative effects such as violent desires, and then stripped out the pure and pure power for me... Hey, Gui, this is quite powerful."

The sword spirit chuckled.

"I just followed its 'Tao', perfected its 'Fa', and changed its 'Shu'."

"This outer-world technique is very powerful in itself. Its 'Tao' thinking is novel and interesting. The person who can create this technique is definitely not a simple person. And the world that can accommodate this interesting technique is definitely not a simple place. I am also beginning to wonder where the hometown of that outer-world warrior is."

Zhao Rong closed his eyes and felt the deep lake in his heart for a while.

At a certain moment, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The Heart Lake's evil creatures that other monks on the other mountains avoid are used by this young master to practice... Gui, are we going too far this time?"

There was some worry in his tone.

The Heart Lake is the place second only to the Dantian meridian in a cultivator's body. As the cultivator's realm increases, the importance of the Heart Lake becomes increasingly greater.

The water of the Heart Lake is a recognized mysterious area, and many high-level cultivators dare not set foot in it.

Zhao Rong estimated that even Zhu Yourong, who was half a step into the Nascent Soul stage and a top Confucian scholar, probably had not explored the water of the heart lake as deeply as he did now...

"Hmph, if you don't play big, how can you improve your cultivation quickly? If you wait for your slow progress, it will probably take you ten years to reach the Haoran realm we agreed on."

Zhao Rong had nothing to say.

He touched the three bamboo slips, nodded and said seriously:

"Then we have to be careful too. Gui, help me keep an eye on these evil dragons and ferocious creatures. We have to be vigilant to prevent them from attacking us."

The sword spirit in the heart lake was silent for a moment.

It was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Zhao Rong, do you think these eighty-one evil dragons are foreign objects?"

Zhao Rong frowned, "What do you mean?"

“Heh, I think I need to remind you something.” Gui Youyou said, “This is your heart lake. The dragon carp in it is you, and the evil dragon… is also you.”

Zhao Rong's pupils shrank slightly.

Gui paused, as if letting him digest it slowly.

Zhao Rong didn't say anything.

Gui smiled, "In a sense, the dragon carp is actually the evil dragon, and the evil dragon is the dragon carp. The abyss that manifests in your heart is divided into two halves, clear and turbid, light and dark... Without any one of them, it won't work. The two depend on each other, and only when they are combined and integrated can you be complete."

Inside the tent, in front of the flickering candlelight.

The young scholar rubbed his face out of habit.

Gui Qingyin said: "You can see your true nature, you are indeed very talented in cultivating your mind, but after seeing your true nature, it seems that you subconsciously rejected all the bad things in your heart, as if... these evil dragons are not you."

"The dragon carp is me, and the evil dragon... is also me... so the two are actually one..."

The young scholar murmured a few words softly, then suddenly raised his head and continued:

"So, you just injected dragon energy, and the evil dragons in the abyss consumed the negative emotions in it and spit out... those strange waves, in fact, are not spiritual energy, but a kind of original power that can nourish the dragon carp."

"This stripped-off original power just now allowed that touch of pure blue glass to stabilize the dragon carp's form..."

Zhao Rong spoke intermittently, and the sword spirit smiled and did not interrupt him.

He then said thoughtfully:

"In fact, these scenes of the process I saw in the Heart Lake, these descriptions of mine...are actually specially displayed by the Heart Lake for me to observe and understand. It is just a way. The real appearance of the Heart Lake is actually different in my eyes and yours. There is no fixed number..."

As he said this, the young scholar stood up, assumed a fist stance without thinking, and started punching.

After a moment, he smiled and said:

"The dragon carp is me, and the evil dragon is also me... In fact, all of this process, in short, is that I absorbed the dragon energy, and all the negative emotions of the dragon demon descendants in the dragon energy were suppressed by me at the bottom of the lake in my heart."

"And the original power of the dragon in the dragon energy was absorbed by my body, which strengthened my physique and took me one step closer to becoming a powerful physique of an alien dragon."

Zhao Rong retracted his fist, clenched his fist and felt his body become more energetic.

He let out a long breath, "Gui, I know what you meant before. The spiritual energy in my Dantian right now is not a castle in the air like taking elixirs, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that has entered my body after my physical strength has been strengthened."

Tonight, he finally understood the general nature and operating rules of this strange skill. In front of the candle, Zhao Rong no longer hesitated and drank the three bamboo tubes in front of him.

Under the orange candlelight, the young scholar wiped his mouth with his sleeve, then sat upright with his eyes closed and remained silent.

In a certain lake of the heart.

On the tall building, a sword spirit in purple clothes chuckled, climbed to the roof, and tipped the gourd with purple energy that was filled again with his fingers.

The trickle of water, like a thin white thread, falls into the lake.

The evil dragon in the abyss is surging, and the dragon carp is jumping and wagging its tail...

About one stick of incense later.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

His eyes sparkled under the light, with strange lines faintly visible in them, pure blue glass color, flowing around his lacquer-like pupils.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves.

The right hand clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again.

He took a deep breath and said calmly: "Gui, this young master has reached the middle stage of Fuyao Realm."

Overnight, I advanced two levels, and I have never felt so happy.

Gui nodded, "Great."

Zhao Rong blinked and said modestly: "It's okay, well, not too exaggerated..."

He couldn't help but smile.

Gui: "I mean, my skills are powerful."

Zhao Rong: “…”