A streak of purple lightning flashed by, and He Kun's originally excited expression froze, and he gradually had a bad premonition.
"Brother Li, are you sure you want to teach me magical powers?"
"nature."
Li Changsheng's voice came from all directions.
"When you were practicing the Supreme Wuji Sword Intent, you must have been injured a lot. My thunder method is too extreme, and the practice process is a bit special. It may be a little painful, so please bear with it."
He Kun expressed his understanding: "There are things in the world that can be gained without effort. I understand that supernatural powers are difficult to learn."
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck his soul, and the pain made him almost scream out.
The soul also has a sense of pain, which is a sense of danger. The pain is more intense than this and goes deeper into the bone marrow. He Kun has been attacked in the soul before, but this is the first time he has felt such pain.
It’s not that his willpower is weak, but this thunder is exactly the same as a heavenly calamity!
"What's wrong with your thunder?"
With a loud bang, another bolt of thunder struck, completely covering up his voice.
The thunder seemed to be endless and each one could instantly break all his defenses, but fortunately each thunder dissipated as soon as it touched him and did not really hit him, but it was really painful!
Before long, He Kun could no longer endure it, but he couldn't save his face.
"Stop, stop, stop, Brother Li, I...I think it's about time. I've learned some things that need to settle down."
However, the thunder did not stop, and continued to fall. And He Kun's soul became more and more powerful. It would only take him a few months of hard work to achieve this growth. There was no need to suffer.
"Li Changsheng! Damn it, did you do this on purpose?!"
Outside, Li Yi looked at the black spot jumping up and down in his palm, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Qingxuan, who was standing next to him, was choking with saliva. If it was a life-and-death fight, it would be fine no matter how painful it was, but who would make themselves uncomfortable at other times? They were not crippled monks who could feel pain, but their tolerance was higher than that of ordinary people.
"Master, you seem very happy." Qingxuan said.
He could feel that the immortal was becoming more and more like a human, more humane than the cold and aloof person he was when he was just reincarnated. At least joy could be seen on his face.
"Why do you say that?"
Li Yi was stunned for a moment, only to see Qing Xuan pointing at his mouth and answering: "You just smiled with your face but not your heart. You smiled out of joy."
Qingxuan rarely saw the immortal so obviously happy, as if he was happy to bully He Kun. But this seemed a bit too vulgar and did not fit the immortal's style.
"Yeah?"
He did not respond, but continued to fold the paper figure. He pasted a piece of paper to replace the long hair to distinguish it from the other paper figures, and picked up a pen to add a crooked smile.
This is Yu Nannan’s origami figure, which brings back old and slightly unfamiliar memories.
Li Yi remembered that when Yu Wuan died, he brought his body back to the clan and saw the girl for the first time. She had long beautiful hair and a bright and innocent smile on her face. After several years, when Yu Nannan stood in front of him again, she was already a swordsman holding a sword.
Cold, dazzling, sharp.
Li Yi thought of the three Zhong brothers who were born with a spiritual connection. He thought of Qiu Yelong and Shao Shiyan, who were rough men who were often punished for stealing wine. He thought of Kang Yuhong, a little girl, who had a secret crush on Lu Changzhi, who had always treated her like a brother.
He remembered that he often took a book to record their daily life, and finally carved it on the stone tablet. After a hundred years, the inscriptions on the tablet were blown away by the mountain wind and the stone tablet was buried by dust.
Li Changsheng could make the stone tablet last forever, but he knew that the dead were still tiny. Rather than leaving a flashy inscription, it would be better to let them fade away with the passage of time. It was enough for him to remember them.
He Kun made him understand that death is necessary and it itself is a kind of Tao.
Li Yi placed all the paper figures neatly on the table, a total of 8 paper figures. They were the only reincarnations of the last generation of the Sword Sect and were also the best disciples at that time.
"Xiao Qi, what do you think is the greatest opportunity for reincarnation?"
Qing Xuan was stunned for a moment when faced with this question, and then answered without hesitation: "When the world was first created, the energy of heaven and earth was clear and bright, and the laws were within reach."
"Your cultivation has indeed improved because of this. It will not be a problem for you to reach the late stage of Spirit Transformation." Li Yi nodded slightly. He was never stingy with praise for others' excellence.
"In fact, Elder He said that I have not corrected my bad habits. Now it seems that I don't need to change them for the time being."
Qingxuan was very curious about what this so-called problem was, but he was soon attracted by the origami figures on the table. The ordinary paper figures suddenly burst out with amazing spirituality. Thin bodies slowly stood up, and phantoms gradually appeared on them.
Li Yi gently bit his fingertips, and drops of bright red blood fell onto the paper and merged into the virtual shadow.
The first origami man rose up without wind, caught fire when he landed, and the flames turned into an eight-foot body.
She turned into a woman with long hair, small features, and a scar on her right cheek. She looked around and was not used to everything around her.
Yu Nannan.
"Your Majesty."
Li Yi did not respond to him, but threw out another paper figure. This time, the person drawn was a man with a resolute face.
"Daddy?" Yu Nannan's cold expression changed slightly, and her voice trembled, revealing a hint of disbelief.
Yu Wuan said uncertainly: "Are you Nan Nan?"
"Um."
Yu Nannan just nodded slightly, and then the two of them didn't make any more moves. The imagined crying and tears didn't happen, because their hearts were a little numb, and they could only sense their emotional agitation from their slightly trembling hands.
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