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However, Xing, who was immersed in the sword manual and studying the immortal boat terms such as "Qi Guan Changhong" and "Shen Yi Xiang Tong" with a frown, was unaware of all this.

She just thought it was a bit strange that March 7 suddenly fell asleep on the sofa just now, and now he was making some meaningless whimpers. It seemed like he was having a nightmare?

"Tsk, that's the good thing about being young. They fall asleep right away, and their sleeping posture is so... lively?"

Xing muttered without even looking up, continuing to struggle with the sword manual, "Where on earth is this 'Dantian'..."

Sanyueqi became even more desperate when he saw that Xing completely ignored him.

Just when she was about to faint from the shock of her own imagination, a thought flashed through her mind like a life-saving straw: "Wait! My soul is out of my body?! Yes! It must be my soul out of my body! I'm still alive! I can still be saved!"

Hope rekindled! Sanyueqi didn't hesitate, aiming at the body on the sofa and lunging forward!

Swish!

A strange sense of homecoming instantly filled his body. March Seven, who had been lying on the sofa, suddenly sat up, breathing heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, his face pale, as if he had just fought a fierce battle with the Doomsday Beast.

"Huh... Huh... I was so scared... I was scared to death..." She patted her chest, still feeling scared.

"Huh? Did you have a nightmare?" Xing finally raised his head and looked at Sanyueqi's miserable appearance with an expression of "as expected" on his face.

She put down the sword manual, cleared her throat, and tried to appear calm and reliable. "Hey, Sanyue, young people shouldn't put too much pressure on themselves. As the captain of our pioneering team (self-proclaimed), if you have any troubles, you can tell me. I'll help you share some of your worries!"

She pretended to get up and "care" for the team members.

"No...it's okay! I just used the sheep spell and my soul left my body for a while!" March Seven seemed to say some extraordinary words in a calm tone.

Looking at Xing's "captain style", she felt angry and amused, and the fear she had just felt was diluted a lot.

Just as Xing was about to ask for details, Sanyueqi suddenly raised her head, and an idea struck her like lightning: "Wait! My soul left my body... I lost my memory... What if my memory is not lost, but is 'hidden' deep in my soul?"

"Or... can I see the 'past' of my soul?"

This thought made her instantly forget the fear she had just felt, leaving only a strong curiosity and a faint glimmer of hope.

"Try again!" March Seven's eyes narrowed and he clenched the sheep talisman again.

There was a flash of white light, and she floated out of her body again.

"Uh..." Xing, who had just prepared a speech in the captain's form, saw Sanyueqi fall straight back on the sofa and "sleep" without finishing his words, and his expression suddenly froze.

Then it turned into helplessness: "...Alright, young people have strong recovery ability, they can fall asleep again."

This time, March Seven, who was in a soul state, was not panicked. She felt this light and weightless state with novelty.

She floated to Xing's side and watched him study the sword manual with a frown on his face, and she felt playful.

"Wow!!!" She leaned close to Xing's ear and screamed with all her might.

As a result, Xing didn't even raise his eyelids, but just scratched his ears subconsciously.

"As expected, I can't hear or touch..." March Seven was a little disappointed. He stretched out his finger to poke Xing's face, but his finger passed through without any hindrance.

"This state... feels a bit similar to those rememberers in Liuguang Yiting. They seem to be some kind of... meme?" She pondered while casually looking around the observation car.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed on a corner of the carriage!

There, a figure was floating quietly!

The man was wearing clothes with white and blue as the main colors, and he was wearing a hood, with his face covered by a blue mask. Maybe March was a little nervous now, she always felt that the figure was sneaky, and she always felt that this outfit was a little familiar.

San Yueqi's pupils suddenly contracted! An earth-shattering idea instantly took shape.

"Oh my god! The Rememberers! Lurking on the train! What are they trying to do? Steal our memories? Or are they trying to kill all of us? This must be a massive conspiracy against the train crew!"

Fear gripped her again, but this time it was mixed with the tension of discovering the "enemy" and a hint of... a sense of mission?

She rushed back to her body, sat up suddenly, grabbed the arm of Xing who was still studying the "Dantian", and her voice trembled slightly with excitement and nervousness.

"Xing! Xing! This is terrible! I saw... I saw a Rememberer from Liuguang Yiting! He's in the corner of the carriage! Sneaking around! He definitely has bad intentions! Let's go tell Uncle Yang and Sister Jizi!"

Xing was startled by San Yue Qi's sudden action and words. He looked in the direction she pointed, then revealed an expression of understanding, even a little amused and helpless: "Oh, you mean her."

"She?" San Yueqi was stunned.

"Yeah," Xing nodded, her tone as calm as if she was saying that the weather was nice today. "She didn't tell me her specific name, but just asked me to call her the Messenger. Anyway, she's been here for quite a while."

"She said that because I'm the chosen one and will become the strongest nameless guest, she came here specifically to record some of my... uh... 'precious' memories."

"And I'm the only one who can see her. Pam can't see her (guess whether it's true or not). How come you can see her too?" Xing looked at March 7 curiously.

"Ah? Record your memory?" Sanyueqi was stunned. His "conspiracy theory" was instantly punctured, like a deflated ball.

It was all a false alarm! "I... I used this spell and I can see..." She shook the sheep spell in her hand, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, is that so? That's great. I'll have someone to 'appreciate' the Memory with from now on. Remember to help me defeat the Garden of Oblivion later."

Xing grinned, obviously not taking the matter to heart, and returned his attention to the sword manual.

"This move, 'Golden Light Subduing Demons,' is really well-written, but I'm not sure if I can achieve the effect described in the technique..."

Upon learning that they were "friendly forces" rather than enemies, San Yueqi finally felt relieved.

Although she was a little disappointed that she couldn't find any clues to her memory, the fact that the sheep talisman allowed her to see the rememberer was also a new discovery?

She looked at Xing who had once again entered the state of "man and book becoming one", then looked at the talisman in her hand, and curiosity got the better of her again.

"Soul power... what can it do? It can't just leave the body and scare myself, right?"

She floated out of her body and began to explore the carriage with interest, trying to move small objects with her mind (failed), pass through walls (successful), or see if she could affect the floor that Pam had just polished (no result)...

March 7th is like a child who got a new toy, constantly trying to discover new functions.

Chapter 68 Young Hero Axing

As for Xing, after she gritted her teeth and finished reading the entire book "Fire Dance Tornado", she had to face a cruel reality.

This sword secret book is filled with a lot of immortal boat terms and cultivation concepts that make her feel overwhelmed, such as "circulation of the meridians", "focusing the mind on the Dantian", "combination of spirit and qi", etc.

She scratched her head, looked at the borrowed "Glass Sword" in her hand, and weighed her heavy flame spear.

"Hmm... This thing is much harder to deal with than Flame Lance Charge."

Xing sighed, very self-aware of his own level of education, "If I rely on my own blind speculation, I'm afraid this sword technique will become a joke..."

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind - the practice room in the chat group!

"Yes!" Xing's eyes lit up.

"Doesn't the training room speed up time and improve comprehension? There's also an environmental simulation! Practicing swordplay in there is definitely much more efficient than just randomly sparring outside! And... maybe you can even simulate a sparring partner or something?"

Thinking of the magical functions of the chat group, Xing's confidence returned.

She couldn't wait to call up the chat group interface, pressed her finger heavily on the "Adaptive Training Room" option, and chose to enter with great confidence.

Swish!

Inside the carriage, Xing's figure disappeared in an instant.

The carriage was still quiet.

San Yueqi was still immersed in the wonderful exploration of his out-of-body experience and was unaware that there was someone missing from his side.

Pam was humming a song while cleaning at the front of the car. Walter and Jizi were probably in the think tank or in the room.

For train sets that are used to seeing stars using boundaries to anchor and run around, this is really not unusual.

Xing only felt that the scenery in front of him was rippling and reorganizing like water waves.

One second there was the metal dome of the train and the comfortable sofa, and the next second, the biting mountain wind blew in the face with moist clouds.

She was standing on the top of a solitary peak!

Surrounded by rugged rocks and surging sea of ​​clouds, the golden morning sun pierces through the clouds, rendering the world magnificent.

The air is so fresh that it seems to have a sweet taste, and every breath makes me feel refreshed.

"Wow!" Xing couldn't help but exclaim in exclamation. This environment is much cooler than in the carriage!

Time is valuable! Xing didn't dare waste a second. She spotted a simple straw mat placed on a relatively flat bluestone nearby.

She immediately sat down cross-legged and spread out the "Fire Dance Whirlwind" sword manual again.

Something magical happened!

Those immortal boat terms that sounded like divine books on the train—"Qi sinking into Dantian," "Spiritual will following," "Guiding Qi into the sword"...

At this moment, she seemed to be injected with life. The obscure words flowed in her eyes, turning into clear and tangible images, and a constant stream of insights gushed out from the bottom of her heart like a clear spring.

Every illustration of a move and every luck method become extremely intuitive and easy to understand.

The chat group’s “understanding bonus” has an outstanding effect!

"Great!" Xing was ecstatic and decisively threw aside the copy he had copied, which was full of question marks.

She stood up and gripped the borrowed glass sword tightly in her hand.

The sword hummed softly, as if it could also feel the abundant energy of the place and the joy of its owner.

Xing took a deep breath and recalled the first move of the sword manual, "The Emergence of Fire Cloud", in his mind.

With a slight shake of his wrist, the glazed sword drew a red trail, and even brought up a hint of hot air!

Then, "sparks spread across the prairie," "flames split into three layers," and "red clouds filled the sky"...

She performed a set of basic sword moves smoothly and naturally, without any sense of sluggishness when she practiced in the carriage before.

The sword whistled, sparks flickered in the air as the sword's momentum flowed, as if truly inciting the fire element between heaven and earth. After completing the set, Xing felt warm all over, his blood circulation flowed smoothly, his spirits were full, and he felt better than ever before!

"Great!" she couldn't help but sigh, but then she felt something was missing.

"I can't feel the actual effect if I just practice by myself... It would be great if I could have a sparring partner." This thought just flashed through her mind.

call--

The clouds on the top of the peak suddenly surged violently, quickly condensing and taking shape in front of her!

In the blink of an eye, a figure made entirely of white mist, holding a mist sword, appeared in front of her.

Although the figure was blurry, it exuded a sharp sword intent. It made a standard fist-clasping salute in the direction of the star.

Xing's eyes lit up: "Good timing!"

Just as she was about to return the favor, the misty figure thrust out with a simple, unpretentious sword strike! It was the most basic lunge-style thrust, but it was as fast as lightning, going straight for the middle!

"Wow!" Xing was startled, but his reaction was not slow. He subconsciously raised and blocked the glass sword.

"clang!"

A strong force came, causing her wrist to go numb.

This opponent condensed from clouds and mist, whose combat style and intensity seemed to perfectly match Xing's current level of understanding of "Fire Dance Tornado" and her physical fitness, was both a harsh examiner and the best whetstone.

"Good guy, let's do this for real!" Xing was instantly aroused to fight. He put aside all distractions and concentrated on the battle with Wuying.

Chop, stab, lift, sweep, block, and parry... Wuying's sword moves are simple and unpretentious, but precise and ruthless. Every attack is aimed at Xing's weak points or the gaps in the connection of moves.

Xing was a little flustered at the beginning and could only rely on instinct and brute force to fight.

But under the high-pressure sparring partner of Wuying, the "ruthless coach", she had to quickly digest and apply the sword principles she had just learned.

Gradually, her movements became more and more smooth, and the transitions between moves became more and more smooth and natural.

The originally unfamiliar skills became more and more proficient, the red light attached to the glass sword became more condensed, and the scorching sword energy brought about by the swing became more fierce.

She was no longer on the defensive, but began to try to counterattack, even forcing Wuying back a few steps!

Fight! Learn! Fight again! Learn again!

Xing was completely immersed in it, forgetting time, forgetting points, and even forgetting himself.

It seemed that the only things left in her world were the sword in her hand, the shadow opposite her, and the ever-increasing fighting spirit and understanding that burned like flames.

Every confrontation and every resolution gave her a deeper understanding of "Fire Dance Tornado".

In this state of selflessness, Xing entered an extremely mysterious state - enlightenment!

The training room in the chat group also seemed to sense the uniqueness and preciousness of the host's current state.

When Xing's preset training time (1 day, 100 points) was about to run out, Xing, who was immersed in deep enlightenment, was completely unaware.

The chat group's rules sensed that the host was at a critical moment of breakthrough, and its powerful 'adaptive' feature quietly started up, defaulting to continuing the effectiveness of the training room at the same consumption.

In this state, the star has completely lost the perception of the passage of time and the consumption of points.