My Dreams Can Come True

A lucky person came out of the outer door. After being directly booked by the great elder of the outer door Gong Yuanxia and passed the half-year assessment, he was accepted as a disciple. It is said that he has excellent qualifications, and this chance disciple is said to have a very close relationship with the outer disciple Wei Zihe. Okay, so Wei Zihe also became a celebrity by the way. Many outside disciples also knew that it would be too utilitarian to follow Shi Yun at this time, and everything would only get twice the result with half the effort, but Wei Zihe is different. She has a good reputation at the outside door, she usually has contacts, and naturally walks more. If she doesn't communicate with each other, she asks people to have a familiar face.

This is also the reason why very few disciples from the outer gate have been pushed into the inner gate by the great elder.

In the training room of the great elder, the great elder and another person are sitting opposite each other.

"This is a variety that I have obtained through many years of breeding and improvement. Only seven or eight of the more than 3,000 tea trees can be branched. This is heartbreaking. Try it."

The Grand Elder pushed the brewed tea to the other person.

"I don't like this. Tea is tea. Can I protect my sword from the enemy?" The man shook his head, but he still drank it with one mouthful. After drinking, his eyes lit up.

"We sword cultivators, we are afraid that the sword qi we practice is not sharp, the sword weapon is not strong enough, but it is too rigid, but it is easy to break. Sister, this tea can slow down the dominance of sword qi a little bit, and it is also somewhat good for the body. "Yes." The elder drank the cup of tea in front of him, his eyes turned into meniscus, and he felt the faint but warm aura flowing between the meridians in the tea, which was extremely enjoyable.

The way of sword cultivation is to attack and kill, and the true energy cultivated is also full of offensiveness. It is the first to attack and kill among all monks. However, the way of health preservation is exactly like a layman, and it is the first aura that contains the intent of the sword. , That is like sword energy with sharp edges (spiritual energy with sword intent, and the energy emitted by the foundation-building monks through swords are two concepts), when passing through the meridians, it will bring strong pain, so sword repair Normally, when fighting with people, he has a reckless style of play. It’s also because it’s just commonplace to suffer from them. But because of this, Jian Xiu can only live more than half the life of other monks after breaking through each realm, and because of the above. The reason is that Jian Xiu also has a nickname among the monks "Sword Madman".

They don’t have enough time for other cultivators, they are always in a state of fighting for fate with the heavens, and they don’t agree with each other. How can there be so much truth? Come and reason with my sword!

But this does not mean that Jian Xiu likes the pain of acupuncture knife scraping that exists at any time in the meridian. They are not masochists, so the elders use the tea to adjust and harmonize their own sword qi to the body. , Groping for a set of methods, extremely popular with sword repairers.

"This tea is good. Give me two catties later." The man exclaimed.

"Two catties? I only got seven or eight catties in total, and I was greeted and sent to and saved for my own use... half a catty, love or not." The elder's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he refused again and again.

"Tsk, stingy, okay, half a catty is half a catty." The man said indifferently.

The elder said angrily: "I said I didn't like it just now, your face has become fast enough."

"I heard that you are going to accept disciples?" The person changed the subject.

"Even you know? Haha, it was passed quickly enough, it seems that she must be dealt with, but unfortunately, she has been with me for a long time." The elder sighed.

"Several of you, who is not around whom they arranged? Just deal with it. That kid, really deserves you to be a disciple?" That humanity.

The elder gave a wry smile and replied: "If I don't accept it, those people will definitely accept her as a disciple. If they enter the inner door, they will not be protected, and will not be married sooner or later? What do you think of them? Did you find out some eyebrows?"

"You didn't do anything when I was dormant these days? Haha, two of them were undercover agents, and two of them were lustful, thinking that they would turn the whole sect into a muddy pool. They have I have the opportunity to be the master of ZTE, but I don't know that it is purely seeking skin with the two of them." The man sighed.

"Undercover? Back then...how many years? Didn't they check their resumes when they were inner disciples? Will the disciples who can enter the inner door be an undercover agent sent by another family? Is there evidence?" The elder was surprised.

"Evidence? Do you need evidence for the monks to do things? I said they are them, and besides, they are indeed, hehe, they are actually related to our two rival sects in a roundabout way. It is a pity that our sword repair technique is commonplace. In order to check the blood of these four people, I went back more than 20 generations and took the life of a dead elder." The man gritted his teeth.

"Why don't I know this?" The elder's expression changed.

"It's not going to be mourning for the time being. I have to wait for them to feel that everything is under control, and they are so proud that they can kill with one blow. If it weren't for your outer door to check and balance, I'm afraid it's my Azure Spirit Sword Sect. The soldiers are in chaos." The man said quietly.

"How long are you going to lie down?" The elder continued to drink the tea, only to look at the rising heat, and asked after a long time.

"Alright, huh, since six years ago, the elites in my inner door were given away by them, and those who were missing were disappeared. There were more than 70 people, and some of the disciples who entered again were their own hands. Needless to say, it was also their partisan. The strength of the inner door was almost emptied, but these **** were really dripping. If they had made a decisive decision earlier and cut this malignant tumor, how could it still be present? Thing!" the man said bitterly.

"What's so good about the previous accounts? I think those inner disciples were really idiots back then, and they started the habit of marrying disciples. Those elders only knew that they had gained various benefits, but they were also fascinated. After gaining the backbone, they actually regarded marrying disciples and other schools as their way of gathering wealth... Hey, they really should be businessmen or bustards in the duny world."

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An imperial sword came from outside the mountain gate, but there was no intention to fall. The disciple guarding the mountain gate screamed: "Who is rushing to the mountain! Don't fall for a walk!"

The man of Yujian said anxiously: "I am the inner door Feng Liying! Junior sister Xue Liyun was seriously injured, we were chased all the way, until the enemy near the mountain gate did not retreat! Why did we send out a signal for help but no one came to help!?"

The Shanmen disciple was shocked and quickly moved away. Feng Ziying stood on the sword, but he held a woman in his arms. It was obviously the other injured Xue Liuyun he was talking about. As expected, his body was stained with blood and his clothes were damaged. She could see her face pale, her eyes closed, and she had obviously lost consciousness.

Seeing the two imperial swords skimming past the mountain gate almost close to the ground, a disciple guarding the mountain gate envied: "I really want to build a foundation soon so that I can go out and live in the world. Alas, I really envy that uncle. Someone cares about it. , I hope she is fine!"

The other disciple's expression suddenly changed: "It's broken!"

The disciple in front said in surprise: "What's wrong? Don't be surprised!"

The disciple replied, "We are Kunyuan! A male disciple of him walked in with the same door. Although he was injured, if he was seen by the inspection hall..."

The disciple in front was stunned: "I'm afraid it's nothing, right? Everything is urgent and right..."

The disciple said with a bitter face: "I'm afraid they will find some reasons for us to eat and hang up."

The two sighed together, Qi refining dogs have no human rights! Hope to graduate from elementary school soon!

Huitianzhai.

The seriously injured female disciple Xue Liyun was hung in the air by dozens of rays of spiritual power, and a middle-aged woman was examining her injuries.

The middle-aged woman said blankly: "A total of three sharp weapon injuries and one blunt weapon blow. Hey, what kind of power is this? Is it a spell? Tsk tsk, how much trouble did you cause outside? At least four or five. Injuries caused by different attacks, the people who shot are also from different sects..."

Feng Liying smiled bitterly: "We escaped from Baizhou Zhongfu back to the mountain gate, more than four thousand miles in the middle. We went down to the mountain gate to have a sect mission, and we didn't go out to find someone to fight. How can we know when we will offend four or five sects? No matter how arrogant we are, we won't be arrogant about the task."

The middle-aged woman glanced at him: "Just bear with it, if you suppress that mutated fire force, I'm afraid it will hurt the foundation."

Feng Liying's face was red and white, and the middle-aged woman said coldly: "If you dare to dirty my place..."

Feng Liying suddenly remembered the wicked name of the cold-faced middle-aged woman, and hurriedly ran outside, only to hear a wow, followed by coughing again and again. After a long while, he re-entered.

The middle-aged woman said: "This breath is relieved, if you can't hold on, just lie there for a while."

Feng Liying staggered onto the other lying collapse, unable to hold on any longer, and fell down suddenly.

Seeing him fainting, the coldness on the middle-aged woman's face faded a little, she drew the curtain, untied Xue Liyun's shirt, and murmured:

"After enduring it for so long, my mind is still tough..."

A thin needle condensed with spiritual power suddenly appeared on her right hand. Looking at the penetrating wound on Xue Liyun's right chest, she suddenly slapped it with a palm, even if Feng Liying was still in a coma, she still snorted.

"This attack is fierce and indecent, if it weren't delivered in time, I'm afraid the child's job will be lost in the future."

Under a palm, all the alien spiritual power attached to the penetrating wound was forced out, and a large amount of blood spurted from the back shoulder blade, mixed with that spiritual power, hit the treatment table, sneered.

"Tsk tusk tusk, pierced in and stirred, but it was a bit like a Hundred Flower Sword of the Yuexiu Sect..."

Her right hand sank, and among Xue Liyun’s spiritual power thread, a green filament was connected with the spiritual power needle in her hand. She concealed the spiritual power needle in her hand into the wound on Xue Liyun’s body, and she manipulated it with her spiritual sense. Below, the fine needle ran through Xue Liyun’s lung wound. After a while, he sutured the small half of the lung lobe that was almost turned into a thick round hole in the wrist, and the wound like the flower petals opened slowly shrinking back. If you don't look closely, you can hardly see that there used to be a penetrating sword wound here, and the fine needles transformed by spiritual power came out of her skin and returned to the middle-aged woman's hands.

With a wave of the middle-aged woman's hand, the dozens of spirit threads hanging on Xue Liyun were pulled and retracted, turning Xue Liyun around. Two cuts or chops on the top were crossed, turning over Xue Liyun's white back wound. Out, revealing the muscles under the skin, it looks terrifying.

The fine needle of spiritual power was cast again. If you slow down, you can see that the fine needle shuttles back and forth on the wound, and the open wound is slowly condensed.

Then the middle-aged woman dealt with a penetration wound on Xue Liyun's thigh, and murmured: "The treatment is not bad. It was not lost because of excessive blood loss. It’s a big loss."

The middle-aged woman found several important blood vessels near the wounds, which were all locked by spiritual power, so although these blood vessels were injured, the amount of bleeding was not particularly large. This is also the reason why Xue Liyun persisted until he was sent back to the sect. For women, the chest, lower abdomen, and the inside and outside of the legs are really too embarrassing. Those spiritual power characteristics are obviously the sword qi of the Azure Spirit Sword Sect, and Feng Liying should have dealt with it.

It was originally ridiculous to use sword qi to heal wounds, but the Azure Spirit Sword Sect took a different approach and studied the use of sword qi to condense needles and then introduce wood spiritual force silk thread to sew. It can be used to sew wounds just like surgical operations on the earth. Well, the wood spiritual strength silk can also be absorbed by the human body, so the Green Spirit Sword Sect has a very good reputation in dealing with trauma and golden sores. My dream can come true latest chapter address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/book/162987.htmlMy dream can come true Full text reading address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/My dream can come true. txt download address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/down/162987.htmlMy dreams can come true Mobile reading: https://m.wuxiaspot.com/read/162987/In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click \"Favorites\" below to record the reading record of this time (Chapter 303 Climbing the Mountain Gate), and open it next time You can see it on the bookshelf! If you like "My Dreams Can Come True", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) ,Thank you for your support! ! (www.wuxiaspot.com)