Chapter 1779: Wind Sword Intent (IV)

Looking at Sun Hao who was frowning while eating meat, Bian Mu showed an expression of success on his face and laughed loudly.

Boss Sun, I have been tricked by you again, it's so cool.

Sun Hao ignored Bian Mu.

No matter how bad the meat of Feng Peng tastes, as long as it is beneficial to his practice, he will eat it.

Chewing the meat of Feng Peng in his mouth, Sun Hao walked to the broken neck of Feng Peng and saw a pool of Feng Peng's blood on the ground.

Frowning slightly, Sun Hao lowered his head, opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing a mouthful of Feng Peng's blood into his stomach.

The taste of this blood is really unpalatable. The bloody smell and sticky feeling made Sun Hao a little nauseous. However, after Feng Peng's blood entered Sun Hao's body and was quickly absorbed into his dantian, Sun Hao instantly felt that he felt much clearer about the Ming Shu Feng around him, and the Ming Shu Feng Dacheng sword meaning that he had just comprehended seemed to have made some progress.

His eyes lit up, and Sun Hao said, "This blood should only exist in heaven, how many times can we drink it in the world?" Then, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in big gulps like a whale sucking water.

Not far away, the Border Collie's dog showed a skeptical expression on his face. Is Feng Peng's blood really that delicious? Could it be that Boss Sun is lying to the dog? No, he must not be fooled.

After Sun Hao swallowed a few mouthfuls of Feng Peng's blood, he drew the agarwood sword in his hand and sang softly: "Every year, it comes from the east to help it grow, dancing in the sky and flying all over the world. It adds to the color of the fragrant grass and pond, and the sound of the flute and pipes from the high building is transmitted from afar..."

The agarwood sword flew up lightly, handsome and gentle like jade. With the help of the Mingshu style contained in Feng Peng's flesh and blood, Sun Hao began to practice "Gentle Sword".

Bian Mu looked at Sun Hao suspiciously. While appreciating the gentle sword, he secretly made up his mind that he must not be fooled by Sun. Feng Peng's blood must be very unpalatable. Yes, it must be very unpalatable...

While making up his mind, Bian Mu gnawed the meat. Although Feng Peng's meat was not delicious, it could make him run "faster than the wind". He had to eat some of it reluctantly.

Feng Peng's flesh and blood supported Sun Hao's practice for about an hour. The medicinal power, that is, the intimacy that gave Sun Hao to Ming Shufeng, disappeared.

Sun Hao stopped the agarwood sword, opened his mouth, faced the pool of blood, and sucked it again. He laughed: "This blood should only be in heaven. How many times can I drink it in the world?" Then, he ran to practice sword again.

Bian Mu despised it. He wanted to fool the wise and brave Bian Mu like this. There was no way.

Sun Hao practiced for an hour, and the effect of the drug disappeared. This time, Sun Hao did not stop practicing sword, but opened his mouth in the air to absorb Feng Peng's blood. After drinking it, he said: "This blood should only be in heaven, how many times can I drink it in the world?" He kept practicing sword...

This went back and forth for a whole day, and Feng Peng's blood was getting less and less.

Bian Mu was a little impatient. Damn it, Feng Peng's blood might really taste good. Boss Sun was too unrighteous. Such a good thing, he didn't even ask Bian Mu to share it.

Seeing Sun Hao drinking blood to practice sword again, Bian Mu secretly ran over, stuck out his tongue, suddenly opened his mouth, and took a big sip.

Puff, a mouthful of old blood spit on the ground, Bian Mu burst into a curse: "Boss Sun, this is the delicious Feng Peng blood you said, bah, you are a liar..."

While dancing with the sword, Sun Hao laughed in his heart and said: "Bian Mu, which ear did you hear me say it is delicious? I mean, the perception of wind from the blood of Feng Peng can only be found in heaven, not on earth. If you don't want to drink it, don't waste it, I need it for sword practice."

Bian Mu smacked his lips, and the unspitted Feng Peng blood entered the dog's body. He immediately felt lighter on his body. He understood that Boss Sun was right. The effect of Feng Peng blood is ten times that of Feng Peng meat.

Swearing in his mouth, Bian Mu said that in order to run "faster", he endured it. He opened his mouth and sucked it. The Feng Peng blood that he had just spit out was sucked up again. He closed his eyes and swallowed it without thinking.

Although this thing is hard to drink, thinking that Boss Sun was also forcing himself to drink it, Bian Mu instantly felt balanced.

When a cultivator practices swordsmanship, usually after comprehending the first sword intent, the second sword intent that follows is relatively difficult. And if you want to comprehend the great power of sword, especially after comprehending one great power, the difficulty of comprehending the second and third ones will inevitably increase greatly.

The great power of swordsmanship that was comprehended previously will come out from time to time to cause trouble and exclude the generation of new great powers.

Sun Hao now wants to comprehend the fourth great power of swordsmanship.

The difficulty is so great that it can be called against the sky. For a full twenty years, Sun Hao practiced hard in the Wuding Wind Domain before he pushed his Mingshufeng sword intent to the great perfection and cultivated the gentle sword.

After the great perfection, if Sun Hao wants to truly cultivate his Mingshufeng sword intent to the state of great perfection, it may take a long time. The peculiar effect of Feng Peng's flesh and blood pointed out the way for Sun Hao to quickly cultivate Mingshufeng sword intent.

The power of Mingshufeng perception that Feng Peng's flesh and blood brings can effectively offset the suppression of the three major sword tendencies that Sun Hao has condensed on the new sword intent, allowing Sun Hao's Mingshufeng sword intent to improve rapidly.

It took Sun Hao and Bian Mu half a year to digest the two mountains of Feng Peng's flesh and blood.

Sun Hao's newly perfected Ming Shu Feng sword intent also advanced a big step forward. Sun Hao estimated that the effect of practicing in the past half year was enough to offset his ten to twenty years of hard practice in Ming Shu Feng.

The perfected Ming Shu Feng sword intent was enough for Sun Hao to walk freely in the Wu Ding Feng domain. Invisibly, Sun Hao spent decades to complete the Ming Shu Millennium.

After digesting Feng Peng's flesh and blood, a blue array ball appeared on Sun Hao's left hand. Ming Shu Feng instantly launched an attack on this foreign object that appeared within his range. Sun Hao's consciousness moved, and his whole body sank into a state as warm as jade, and a faint breath enveloped his array ball.

Wu Ding Ming Shu Feng lost his target and slowly calmed down. Sun Hao showed a bright smile on his face, and the array ball in his hand slowly turned. The flow direction and flow speed of Ming Shu Feng were like a group of dark clouds, reflecting on the array ball. Sun Hao looked at the array ball in his hand and began to slowly comprehend.

"Picking flowers and smiling lightly standing in the clouds, Ming Shu Feng rises for another thousand years", this is the time it takes for the male and female witches to comprehend the meaning of Ming Shu Feng. If Sun Hao's guess is correct, the reason why it takes a thousand years is related to the length of time the array balls in the hands of the male and female witches can persist in Ming Shu Feng.

Sun Hao believes that most of the male and female witches cannot let the array balls always reflect Ming Shu Feng like himself for their own comprehension.

First practice the sword intent, use the sword intent as a shield, reflect it with the array ball, and realize the Mingshu wind while promoting the Mingshu sword intent. This is Sun Hao's current way of cultivation. Sun Hao feels that this method should be the best way to practice, but he doesn't know how effective it will be.

Next, Sun Hao took Bian Mu and continued to wander around in the Mingshu wind area.

Without the dragon tendon on his neck, Bian Mu didn't need to be walked by the dog, so his enthusiasm increased greatly. In addition, he drank a lot of Fengpeng blood and ate a lot of Fengpeng meat. Bian Mu could also fly in the Wuding Wind Area. After setting off again, less than a month later, Bian Mu found a higher hill.

This time, what was found on the mountain was not Fengpeng, but a Mingshu wind elf.

Wind elves are a special form of wind that is common in the Unfixed Wind Domain. Their bodies are made entirely of wind. They can use wind power to change their size, and can also drive wind power to burst out various powerful wind attribute spells. Once you encounter one, it will be a headache. More importantly, after killing the wind elf, its body often completely collapses and becomes a real Unfixed Wind, and the cultivators gain nothing.

In the male and female witch clan classics, wind elves are one of the most unpopular strange creatures in the Unfixed Wind Domain.

Sun Hao encountered one.

However, unlike other male and female witch clan cultivators, Sun Hao accidentally discovered in the process of fighting against the wind elves that this form of wind elves has an additional role in sharpening and reference for his Mingshu sword intention practice, and he can also get more practice insights from the array ball in his hand.

Unlike other male and female witch clan senior cultivators who fled quickly when they met the wind elves, Sun Hao stopped on this mountain and started a long battle with the wind elves.

The biggest advantage of the wind elf is that it is made of wind, so there is no such thing as exhaustion. As long as Sun Hao does not retreat, it does not know what exhaustion is.

The war started, sand and rocks flew, the bright wind was everywhere, and spring was in full swing for three whole years. The vegetation on the hill was boosted by the bright wind of Sun Hao and the wind elf. In three years, it expanded far outward, as if a huge oasis had formed in the wind plain. (To be continued ~^~)