Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

If the so-called essence is regarded as a network, then she is the medium, so how can she prevent it from getting stuck?

Yanyun had the first problem.

In order to allow them to flow smoothly in the meridians, they must exist peacefully in the same channel.

In this case, they cannot be divided so clearly; they coexist in harmony.

Just like the attributes of yin and yang are not absolutely irreversible, for example, the sun, sunlight is yang, and yang body is yin, the two are interdependent, where there is light there must be darkness.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun slapped the table and stood up.

That's right, where there is light there is darkness, so she must let the two coexist.

She opened the door and ran out in a hurry again.

Ning Wanwan was also startled by her big action. Looking at the empty seat, she lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Yan Yun ran to the bamboo forest behind, stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground. The bamboo leaves fluttered because of her startle.

Since she could see the white spiritual energy at that time, then she must be able to see the five elements of energy as well.

When they practice, they draw forth the energy that is related to their own spiritual roots.

She has dual spiritual roots of water and wood, which means she absorbs water aura and wood aura. Since they are mutually beneficial, she can certainly absorb the other ones as well.

At this moment, Yan Yun suddenly had some enlightenment.

She used her sword to sweep away the bamboo leaves in front of her, creating a space, and then entered into a state of meditation.

Yan Yun listened to the sound of the wind, the subtle sounds of bamboo leaves falling, and the distant voices of people... and gradually felt better.

Time passes by little by little, the sunset disappears, and the crescent moon begins to appear on the branches.

Yang gradually weakens and Yin rises.

Points of light gradually appeared before her eyes. They were white at first and surrounded her.

She opened her eyes at this moment, and the whole world seemed brand new.

Wherever you look, there are spots of pure white light. Some of them merge into the mountains, some merge into the earth...wandering between heaven and earth.

As Zhou Zhengyuan said, human organs and tissues belong to the five elements respectively.

Yan Yun stretched out his hand and used the relationship between the five elements and the internal organs to guide the white lights into their respective areas within the body one by one.

They overlap, circle and flip, and end up in different places.

Among the thousands of white lights, the first green light lit up, and it spread out from the green in strands.

This is wood aura.

Then came the rising fire spirit energy, the biochemical earth spirit energy, and the sinking gold spirit energy...

Yan Yun was placed in this spot of light, her face illuminated with a holy and gentle look. They surrounded her and entered her meridians and internal organs.

It was as if heaven and earth were one with her.

And Yan Yun finally felt what true cultivation was. It was so refreshing!

Wood, fire, earth, metal, and water, so what about water aura?

A hint of doubt appeared in her bright eyes, wondering why only the water spirit did not appear.

Is it because there are no streams here?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she quickly rejected it. The air has water vapor, and there is water in the bamboo leaves and bamboos. Otherwise, there is water in her body...

There is water everywhere.

There is water everywhere...

Her eyes widened slightly. So, the white light was actually water spirit.

As if knowing what she was thinking, white spots of light happily circled around her face, as if saying, yes, you guessed it right.

The Dawn Sword appeared in her hand, and the blue-black sword body exuded unparalleled beauty under the shining light spots.

One sword and nine roars, the first move, the dragon and the phoenix play!

Following the moves in her memory, she performed each move with great fluidity.

She really knew what it meant to be the unity of heaven, man and sword.

At the moment of attack, the sword seemed to become a part of her, allowing her to manipulate it as she wished. As the sword moved, it seemed to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth, making it extremely imposing.

Realizing this, she immediately took out the jade tablet and practiced the next three moves in one go.

"One Sword and Nine Roars" is divided into seven moves. Uncle Zhou Zhengyuan said that she has no problem practicing the first four moves, but the last three moves depend on opportunity.

"Then do you know the last three moves?"

At that time, Yan Yun looked at Zhou Zhengyuan with admiration, thinking that this uncle was so awesome.

But unexpectedly, he denied it with a confused look on his face.

“No, I’m just a writer.”

Zhou Zhengyuan continued to lie down with a smile, "This thing is basically intuitive, it's difficult."

Yan Yun didn't stop until his spiritual power was exhausted.

At this time she was sweating profusely and was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her waist, but she felt really refreshed, like a fish in water.

There is still more than a week before the martial arts competition officially begins. She has been practicing so obsessively these days that she rarely even returns to her room.

Except when disciples wanted to collect junk from her, Ning Wanwan rarely saw her.

In the abandoned yard, Zhou Zhengyuan was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at Yan Yun who was already able to perform the four sword techniques smoothly and beautifully.

"As expected of me teaching you, your comprehension is really good."

He had nothing to do all day and was always talking nonsense, so he would praise himself and Yan Yun from time to time.

Yan Yun's initial embarrassment has turned into a blank expression.

"I'm telling you, once you use your sword skills, you'll be able to knock them down."

"I'm not bragging to you. Back then, I used these four moves to kill countless evildoers from the demon world."

Afraid that she would not believe him, Zhou Zhengyuan also cited his own great achievements.

"You also participated in the battle between humans and demons?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun became interested, stopped what he was doing, sat on the ground and looked at Zhou Zhengyuan.

"Humph, back then, that Jinfeng Demon Lord brought twelve teams of demon soldiers to encircle and suppress those of us trapped in Yushui City. If it weren't for our strong will, there wouldn't be any Changle Sect or Yulong Sect now."

Zhou Zhengyuan picked one to talk about, and his eyes began to grow heavy as he thought about these things, but there was a hint of anger at the end.

"That's when your uncle Wu's hand was injured. Otherwise, would Yu Feng have been the number one swordsman in the world?"

"No reinforcements?"

Yan Yun felt a little regretful and asked.

"What the hell, it's because..."

When he said this, he suddenly felt as if there was a piece of wood stuck in his throat and he stopped talking.

"Don't ask so many questions, kid."

He glanced at Yan Yun, who seemed to be still unsatisfied, and spoke before she could ask.

Zhou Zhengyuan changed his posture and continued to sleep on the chair.

Yan Yun was curious but there was nothing he could do. Could it be that the fact that this uncle-in-law had been staying here all this time was also related to what happened in the past?

Does he not want to say it, or can't he say it?

However, it has been a long time since the battle between humans and demons. Yan Yun could just listen for fun. It had nothing to do with her anyway.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, she put away her sword and prepared to return to Linshuiju.

That's right, she is now completely upside down.

She practiced in the bamboo forest during the day and came to the abandoned site to practice sword at night, so that Zhou Zhengyuan could give her some guidance.

And she was also afraid that if she accidentally went crazy, no one would take care of her...

Because some disciples asked her to recycle junk today, she had to go back.

On the way, she met Jiang Qinghe, who followed Zhen Yang and the others and returned to his usual heartless self.

It’s strange to say, although Jiang Qinghe has fellow disciples, he usually likes to play with the people in the Discipline Hall.

Yan Yun thought about Wen Qingyu, who was a replica of Yu Feng, and Song Qingyue, who went crazy from time to time, and it seemed that he couldn't understand it either.

"Junior sister."

Jiang Qinghe saw her and waved to her from a distance.

"Senior Brother Zhen..."

He poked Zhen Yang who was walking in front and said, "I'll go later. Don't remember my name."

Because he had stood Zhen Yang up last time, he had to go and guard the mountain gate today.

"Ah."

Seeing his smiling face, Zhen Yang couldn't do anything to him, "Come here earlier, or I'll beat you up."

"understood."

After hearing his words, Jiang Qinghe ran to Yan Yun.

"How did you get there?"

"I got up early and went for a run."

Yan Yun didn't tell him that she had reversed her day and night, otherwise this kid would have blamed her again.

"That's too early. You're still young and need to get more sleep, otherwise you won't grow taller."

Jiang Qinghe touched her head and said, "No wonder they say you are a different person. Your diligence is even more terrifying than that of the senior brother back then."

"What did you say?"

Yan Yun listened to his words, her eyes flashed, and she even forgot that Jiang Qinghe touched her head.

"who are they."

She raised her eyes and looked at him, quite sharply.

"Nothing, nothing. I thought you looked like two different people! Junior Sister, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Jiang Qinghe almost ran away when he realized that he had let the cat out of the bag. He really was such a jerk!

Yan Yun looked at his fast-running back and fell into deep thought.

What does it mean? Does it mean that Yu Feng or Wen Qingyu finally realized that something was wrong with her?