The next day, Bai Ye went to the wooden man room to challenge the black wooden man.

Seeing Bai Ye standing in front of the Heiyi Muren again, the disciples consciously withdrew.

And the sleepy steward lying in front of the table also opened his eyes again.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, held the wooden sword, and began to attack.

There are only two pictures in his mind.

The action scene of the black meaning wooden man.

The villain pattern on the Nine Soul Sword Art.

Although a duel is not a practice, it is a test of one's own strength, and the use of a sword in a duel is a test of one's own swordsmanship. The swordsman should persevere and stick to his heart. No matter whether the opponent is strong or weak, he must be fully focused and meticulous. , Do your best! In this way, not only kendo, soul dao, martial arts will also be improved, and continue to advance.

Soul power rushed to his arm, poured into the wooden sword, and the rough wooden sword immediately became sharp and compelling.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The Jinghong footwork and the flash sword art were brought to the extreme by Bai Ye, but in terms of speed, he was too far behind the black meaning wooden man. In the blink of an eye, the black meaning wooden man shook the wooden sword, and then spared it. Fist came.

Bai Ye's eyes drenched, his body bent ninety degrees, and while avoiding the fist, a sword pierced the wooden man's pendant.

This sword can even be issued under this kind of action!

This blow is amazing!

"Success?"

All the people standing at the door held their breath and their hearts seemed to stop.

But in this flashing stone, a hand suddenly grabbed the wooden sword.

It's the hand of the Heiyi Wooden Man!

Bai Ye's eyes tightened...

Click.

The wooden sword was broken.

Heiyi Muren hit Bai Ye's chest with a punch, and the man was knocked into the air again.

Bai Ye, defeat!

"Pity!"

"Obviously it's almost."

The crowd sighed.

Bai Ye clutched his chest, coughed twice, walked out, and returned the pendant that had lost its mark to the steward.

"Better than yesterday." The steward nodded with a smile.

"But it's not much better." Bai Ye smiled bitterly and turned to leave.

White night left, and the crowd returned to the wooden room. The steward did not even look at these disciples, and continued to sleep soundly.

Fighting against the Heiyi Muren always benefits Bai Ye a lot.

He discovered that Heiyi Muren's victory over him did not rely on speed and its terrifying soul power, but had skills in it. To outsiders, Bai Ye seemed to be about to seize the pendant mark on the chest of Heiyi Muren, but it was not. Whether it was yesterday's battle or today's battle, Heiyi Muren deliberately exposed their flaws and used them as traps to seduce them. Once they fell towards it, they had already lost.

The third day.

Fourth day.

The fifth day.

....

Bai Ye seems to be tireless, and will go to the wooden man room to challenge the wooden man every day.

At the beginning, it will attract attention from all parties, but later, people have become accustomed to it.

Every time White Night almost won the mark of the Black Yi Mu Ren, he would eventually be defeated by the Black Yi Mu Ren first.

Bai Ye's defeat has become accustomed to these people's eyes.

But in Bai Ye's view, failure is not important. The wooden man is not like a mechanism, but more like an opponent, a teacher.

In the constant contest with Mu Ren, Bai Ye also gradually realized the profound meaning of the first picture of "Nine Souls Sword Art".

Ordinary people think that awakening the heavenly soul can command the heavenly soul, but in fact it is not. The true soul cultivator is to transform the heavenly soul into a part of the body, and integrate it into one body. When a thought is generated, the soul power can rush to the required position in an instant, and the soul moves with the heart.

The Nine Soul Sword Jue is called Sword Jue, but it is actually a profound soul cultivation method. The image above is also a metaphor for soul repair.

Having understood this point, looking at the Nine Soul Sword Art again, it suddenly became clear.

In the back mountain, Bai Ye was holding a wooden stick, and his spirit power was circling in the stick. The wind seemed to be blowing with him, and an inexplicable aura rippled around him.

The monkeys in the forest were attracted but did not dare to approach.

After finishing a set of soul power, Bai Ye took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating.

"Unexpectedly, your progress is so fast, the sword moves with your heart, your soul moves with your heart, and you have reached this point in one month of effort. It seems that there is no long way to enter the spirit and soul state."

The familiar hearty voice sounded again.

Bai Ye opened his eyes, knowing who it was without turning his head, and smiled lightly: "What's so happy about the eighth level of the talented soul realm? But you, unfathomable, unknown in strength, and still don't even know your name."

"Does making friends care about names and strength?"

The man in white clothes threw a jar of wine and Bai Ye caught it.

"That's right, I'm hypocritical!"

The two smiled at each other and took a sip.

"Good wine! It's much better than before." Bai Ye put down the wine jar and exclaimed.

The two drank a lot of wine before, but this sip of wine made his lips and teeth amazing and his tongue was a little tingling.

"This is spirit wine. Drinking it has a lot of benefits for the soul! This is the last time we drink, of course we should drink better." The man said, with a faint smile on his face.

When Bai Ye heard the sound, frowned slightly: "The last time? Are you leaving the sect?"

"It's not that I want to leave the sect, it's that the sect is leaving me."

The man looked into the distance, lost in thought.

"What do you mean?" Bai Ye became more puzzled.

The man shook his head, but said nothing.

The meal was spent in a strange atmosphere.

The wine jar dried up, and the man turned and left without saying a word.

Bai Ye was suspicious, but before thinking about it, she turned and walked towards the wooden house.

Challenged for a whole month, but never succeeded, but this did not make him give up.

Bai Ye came to the wooden room, but the disciples in the room did not withdraw. People seemed to know the answer and no longer wanted to see him.

They knew that Bai Ye would be defeated soon.

But this time, Bai Ye's momentum is pressing. His eyes are like torches, staring at the black wooden figure in the center, his eyes are like a sharp sword, the sword that has been out of its sheath, there seems to be a momentum in his eyes!

The steward looked at him with interest.

Taking the wooden sword, Bai Ye stepped over.

However, when he approached the Black Yi Muren, his spirit power was not activated, the wooden sword moved first, relying only on brute force.

"Oh?" The steward's eyes lit up.

Start with brute force?

Hei Yi Mu Ren immediately reacted, its terrifying speed unfolded, and instantly fell behind Bai Ye, the pitch-black iron fist blasted over, and the wooden human room seemed to tremble with the fist.

clang!

A sword resisted the iron fist.

It is the wooden sword, but the wooden sword at this moment has been enveloped by terrifying soul power!

The soul power urges just one thought!

Bai Ye snorted and raised his fist as if he was about to attack, but his fist blasted towards the other side...

Boom! ! ! !

As soon as the fist leaned in, it slammed on a hard object, it was a black-will wooden man!

Its dark body was shaken and flew out, knocking over two disciples.

At this moment, people were suddenly shocked, one by one, they shifted their eyes and stunned...

Bai Ye, actually blasted the Black Yi Muren out?

"This kid! Actually realized the'preparation for the enemy'! After understanding the situation of the enemy and us, deliberately revealing the flaws, and then launching an attack. This should have been the routine of the Black Intention Wooden Man, but he has learned how to do it!" Guan Shi Ren Can't help laughing.

Heiyi Wooden Man was knocked to the ground, and Bai Ye carried the wooden sword and rushed quickly.

Heiyi wooden men slammed their fists on the ground, and the ground was attacked by terrible spirit power, instantly shaking like a big wave, and the crowd and wooden men all fell to the ground.

Bai Ye's body is also affected.

Hei Yi Mu Ren jumped, jumped up high, his fists re-stored his soul power, and a cloud of pitch-black soul power fell from the sky.

Soul power release?

This is already something that can only be done by the ninth-level peak of the Qi and Soul realm.

"Sword Soul!"

Bai Ye's expression was tense, and with a low cry, a fiery flame surged from the wooden sword, as if to ignite it.

The wooden room is hot, like the center of the sea of ​​fire!

The steward gave a "Huh".

Bai Ye jumped up and slashed fiercely with a sword, and his soul power was like flames, smashing the black ball in the form of a half moon.

Hei Yi Mu Ren followed, but Bai Ye was calm and calm, as if he had expected this a long time ago, and raised his other arm to meet him.

Boom!

The black fist and the iron fist collided, the two fell to the ground, and their spirit power exploded. The wall of the wooden man's room was instantly shattered, and the disciples fled out in a panic.

Bai Ye's complexion was savage, with blue veins bulging all over her body, firmly supporting her.

Heiyi Muren didn't give up either, and kept hitting Bai Ye's body with his soul power.

Bai Ye's spirit power gradually shattered, and his realm was inferior to that of the Black Yi Muren.

But in this electric light and flint, a wooden sword suddenly shuttled past without warning, and very cleverly hit the pendant on the chest of the Black Yi Wooden Man.

Flash Sword Art! !

In this difficult time, you can also understand the gap and launch an attack without being hindered by spirit power!

The mark was broken.

Heiyi Muren's spirit power disappeared instantly, and the whole calmed down!

White night, win!

The steward was dumbfounded, staring at the scene in a daze, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

"You won!" He walked out of the counter and said with a smile.

"Some wins are not martial." Bai Ye shook his head and said: "After all, it is a mechanism, and the routine is easy to figure out."

"Although it is a mechanism, do you know what its strength is?"

Bai Ye shook his head, the spirit power of this black meaning wooden man was completely unpredictable.

"You can't force the eighth rank of the soul realm, and neither are the spirit realms. If the ancestor who made this wooden man knew about it, he might be able to tear the wooden man directly." Guan Shi smiled bitterly.

Bai Ye was stunned: "What is the strength of this organ?"

"You don't have to know now, you just need to keep running towards the path of the soul, and sooner or later, you will understand the level of its power."

The steward smiled and walked towards the messy wooden house.

Hearing the sound of the white night, my head was confused.

Why do these people like to leave half of their words?

....

Although he defeated the Black Yi Muren, Bai Ye didn't feel very happy. On the contrary, he felt a sense of loss.

If you win, it means you have been a teacher.

He took a breath and walked out of the martial arts field. However, there were a few figures standing outside the martial arts field. The headed person was the grass that had not been seen for a long time.

"Master Gu."

Bai Ye hurried forward, holding his fists in a salute.

Gu Cao nodded, with bursts of smiles on his face.

"Bai Ye, it's been a long time, hehe, you are really good stuff, you haven't been lazy during this period, and your cultivation base has improved rapidly."

"Master Gu has a good reputation."

"Eh, no, no, I have heard about all this time."

"I hope Bai Ye hasn't caused trouble to the Soulless Sect."

"Zongmen generally don't care about matters between disciples, but disciples must abide by the rules of the door, and must abide by their duties. Although you are making a lot of noise, you have not violated the rules of the door. No one will blame you. Follow me. The lord sees you!"

Gu Cao smiled and turned to leave.

metropolitan?

Bai Ye was suspicious...