If it was in the past, Yan Guilai would wake up in Greatwood City as soon as he fell asleep.
But this time, he did not. Because he had just memorized three thousand pill recipes, and experienced and dealt with so many things, Yan Guilai's spirit had sunk into a state of exhaustion. This time … he really fell asleep.
In his sleep, Yan Guilai had a dream. In the dream … there was an adult version of himself, holding a treasured sword, leisurely dancing. Every move was incomparably profound.
Looking at the adult version of himself, dancing a set of sword moves while reciting sword techniques in a clear voice, Yan Guilai could not help but be intoxicated. Such sword techniques, such Sword Dao, were really too shocking.
Hack Sword Style, Flick Sword Style, Chop Sword Style, Pierce Sword Style, Wipe Sword Style, Slice Sword Style, Intercept Sword Style, Point Sword Style, Wash Sword Style, Pierce Sword Style, Collapse Sword Style, Cloud Sword Style, and Transform Sword Style.
Although back and forth, there were only these thirteen sword moves, but between the different sword moves, according to different order, and different combinations, the sword moves derived were like the stars in the sky, endless.
Looking at the figure in the dream dance faster and faster, Yan Guilai's eyes became brighter and brighter. What exquisite sword moves, what profound Sword Dao!
Time passed minute by minute, second by second, the figure danced faster and faster. Under Yan Guilai's concentrated gaze, every move, every move, was incomparably clear, causing him to slap the table in praise.
Thirteen sword moves, if one did not mind repeating, not caring about the length of the sword moves, and not caring about the order, the sword moves that could be derived were truly limitless.
In front of Yan Guilai, the figure madly danced, consecutively thousands of moves, and not a single move was repeated.
After watching for a while, Yan Guilai already understood. In fact, this was not a sword move at all. This person had already reached the state of One with the Sword, and no move was better than a move.
Finally, after a wild dance, the figure fiercely stabbed at Yan Guilai. Caught off guard, Yan Guilai had no time to react, and the sword pierced through his forehead.
Huff …
Yan Guilai abruptly woke up from his sleep. With just one sword strike, he broke out in a cold sweat.
He subconsciously touched his forehead, but there was no wound. Obviously … it was just a dream.
Panting, Yan Guilai glanced around. As far as he could see, he was still lying on the wooden bed in the dilapidated temple. Yaf and Yanni were nowhere to be seen.
In fact, the examination would take a very long time. It would take an entire month for the examination to end.
Therefore, for the time being, it was impossible for Yaf and Yanni to return.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yan Guilai sat up from the bed.
Recalling the dream just now, everything was so real. Even now, Yan Guilai could still vividly remember the thirteen sword moves and the complete set of the chant!
Standing up, Yan Guilai walked to the bonfire, picked up the fire stick, and gently waved it.
The Thirteen Gale Swords, that's right … This set of sword skills was called the Thirteen Gale Swords. It was known for its lightness and swiftness. Every sword move was as fast as the wind …
Although Yan Guilai's memory was very clear, his body was very unfamiliar. His every move was very awkward. Obviously … Yan Guilai didn't have the memory of his body.
However, Yan Guilai wasn't in a hurry. Since the sword skills had been deeply engraved in his mind, it was equivalent to mastering this set of sword skills. As long as he practiced it every day, he would soon be able to truly master this set of sword skills.
After waving for more than two hours, finally … the sky outside the dilapidated temple gradually brightened.
Throwing away the fire stick, Yan Guilai let out a long breath. It was time … to go to Master Chai's place.
When he arrived at the entrance of the medicine shop, the sky was just beginning to brighten. However … Dongfang Jiayan was obviously a hardworking woman. The door of the medicine shop was already open.
Seeing Yan Guilai, Dongfang Jiayan immediately greeted him with a smile. She said happily, "Why are you here so early? What's the matter?"
Yan Guilai nodded and said, "I'm here for something. First … I want to help you absorb the Sky-burning Demonic Flame. Second, I need your help."
Yes, yes …
Dongfang Jiayan nodded and warmly welcomed Yan Guilai in.
The Sky-burning Demonic Flame was related to her life and her happiness with Master Chai. Therefore … there was nothing more important than this.
Walking to the counter, Yan Guilai gently placed his finger on Dongfang Jiayan's arm. As the Devouring Flame rotated, traces of the Sky-burning Demonic Flame were drawn out and converged into the Devouring Flame at the hilt of the Seven Star Ancient Sword.
After devouring for a while, the Engulfing Fire slowly stopped spinning.
Helplessly withdrawing his finger, Yan Guilai bitterly smiled and said, "This won't do. My cultivation level is too low. I can't absorb too much of the Sky-burning Demonic Flame."
Dongfang Jiayan nodded and said, "That's right. If you continue to draw out traces of the Sky-burning Demonic Flame, who knows how long it will take to absorb all of it?"
With a bitter smile, Yan Guilai said, "Therefore … the most important thing now is to increase my strength. Only when my strength is strong will the efficiency of extracting the Sky-burning Demonic Flame increase."
Looking at Yan Guilai, Dongfang Jiayan said, "Yesterday, Old Chai and I discussed it. We'll pay for you to refine the Hundred Spirits Powder to increase your strength quickly."
Hearing Dongfang Jiayan's words, Yan Guilai couldn't help but stare blankly. It should be known that … this kind of burning of money was very costly. Unless one was from a wealthy family, they wouldn't be able to afford it.
Waving his hand, Yan Guilai said, "No, I don't want to be so extravagant and wasteful. Let's forget about it."
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, Dongfang Jiayan gently smiled and said, "Not only did you save my life, but you also saved our family's happiness. Losing some money is nothing."
Although Dongfang Jiayan's expression was sincere and her attitude was sincere, how could Yan Guilai compromise and refine the Hundred Spirits Powder if he could refine the Blood Stopping Pill?
While thinking, Yan Guilai said, "I don't know how to refine the Hundred Spirits Powder, but … if possible, I hope you can purchase some for me. In addition … help me find a suitable pill furnace and a secluded place."
Purchase the Hundred Spirits Powder?
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, Dongfang Jiayan couldn't help but smile bitterly and say, "There's no need to purchase the Hundred Spirits Powder. My warehouse is already full."
While speaking, Dongfang Jiayan turned around and led Yan Guilai to the warehouse behind the medicine shop.
Opening the door of the warehouse, Dongfang Jiayan pointed to the piles of white packages and said, "These packages are all filled with the Hundred Spirits Powder. There's so much that there's no place to pile them up. If you want to use them, just take them."
Looking at the mountain of Hundred Spirit Powder, Yan Gui Lai couldn't help but widen his eyes. It was really effortless to obtain it!
Looking at Yan Guilai's excited look, Dongfang Jiayan covered her mouth and laughed, "Why are you so excited? If you really want it, let Old Chai get it from Aoki University. You can have as much as you want. "
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