Moreover, Xia He estimated that the extreme cold would soon be over.
Around this time in my past life, the ice on the ground suddenly broke open and turned into a huge flood. The flood was extremely dirty, with countless corpses in it. If a wound was even slightly contaminated, death was imminent.
So she moved the bed in the room to a corner. Xia He didn't usually use the walk-in closet, so she put the clothes in the closet into her space and planned to use the closet as a storage place for her everyday supplies.
In the center of the bedroom, a sofa and a table were placed.
There was already a projector screen in the bedroom, so the sofa and table were facing the screen. The only change was that the bed was moved.
Fortunately, Xiahe's room was very large, with plenty of room to move around.
Xiahe moved here as soon as the flood started, and then she ate, drank, relieved herself, and slept in the room!
That way I won't have to see Xiao Lin in the house so often!
The room has been renovated, and Xia He doesn't plan to sleep tonight.
After all, once you've thought things through, you're incredibly motivated!
So he went to the rooftop, sat cross-legged in the spirit-gathering array, and first cultivated the laws of the universe for a while to stabilize his newly advanced spiritual power.
Then he took out the Green Dragon Crescent Blade that he had previously obtained from the Ghost Market!
Xia He discovered a sword technique in the Complete Book of Techniques, and this sword technique was very suitable for Xia He!
It just so happens that Xia He has a very handy knife!
This sword technique is called "Spirit Shadow Slash"!
Xia He stood in the spirit-gathering array, surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual energy. Her eyes were closed, and a diagram of sword techniques appeared in her mind, showing precise hand gestures and the trajectory of energy flow.
Xia He began to slowly wield the blade, each strike like a ray of light cutting through the cold wind. Her body and swordsmanship seemed to become one. In her cultivation, Xia He gradually integrated her inner spiritual power into her swordsmanship, making her swordplay increasingly fierce, each strike carrying immense spiritual energy fluctuations.
Each swing of the knife was precise and powerful, the movements gradually became smoother, and the knife skills became more and more proficient.
Xia He discovered that the more spiritual energy she gathered in her hand and then poured into the knife, the stronger she became when wielding the knife, but at the same time, the greater the energy consumed.
Without infusing spiritual power, the techniques alone, though powerful, are not very strong. Unless Xia He uses her own physical strength, it is difficult to bring out the full effect of the swordsmanship.
Within the Spirit Gathering Array, the wind was still blowing, and Xia He's long hair floated gently. The moonlight, like silver, shone on her body. She gripped the Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly in both hands, and her figure danced like a ghost in the extremely cold night.
His body appeared pale and thin in the moonlight.
His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, his gaze fixed on the blade, his breathing steady and powerful, as if he were one with the earth and the sky.
The spiritual energy surrounding her was like mist, a mysterious halo that gradually enveloped her.
Xia He's attacks were accompanied by the movement of her body with each strike, the sword's momentum flowing like a silver river.
Xia He gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness, and even felt a sense of oneness with the sword. It turns out that the unity of man and sword in novels is real!
Xia He broke her cultivation session and heard clapping and cheers in her ears, "Good!"
Xia He looked at Xiao Lin speechlessly, her mood just beginning to improve when Xiao Lin interrupted her.
Annoyed, he grabbed a knife and charged without hesitation toward the source of the clapping!
The blade gleamed with a cold light. Xia He's steps were swift and resolute. Her eyes were fixed on Xiao Lin, and every step she took brought an earth-shaking momentum.
The blade was sharp and powerful, its momentum as imposing as a mountain. Its light flashed, yet it flew towards Xiao Lin like a shooting star in the cold night.
Xiao Lin was stunned by Xia He's sharpness and stood frozen in place, unsure how to react to her sudden murderous intent.
Xia He stopped 2 centimeters away from Xiao Lin's neck, then glared at him fiercely, not wanting to say another word to him, and went downstairs.
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