The Earth Is My Dantian

　　 For three days in a row, Ye Sheng entered the monastery during the day and continued to learn the art of alchemy. In the evening, he returned to the hut and began to practice.

　　 Taoism and martial arts, Ye Sheng go hand in hand.

　　The reincarnation seal continues to comprehend, and the ten principles of Taoism are also comprehended.

　　The exercises that Ye Sheng cares most about at the moment are naturally the reincarnation seal and the ten principles of Taoism. The rest are just trivial matters and don't matter.

　　 The ‘Royal Sword’ Taoism in Ye Sheng’s hands gradually increased in power, within a radius of one hundred meters, Ye Sheng’s spirit moved, and the branches he controlled immediately slashed over with incomparable precision.

　　 In the past three days, Zhou Meiren disappeared again, saying that she had gone to study the exercises, so she specifically talked to Ye Sheng, and Ye Sheng of the province was worried.

　　 "I'm worried about wool." Ye Sheng said with disdain at the time.

　　 Zhou Meiren just smiled and said: "You are not worried, I am afraid you are worried about me, so I tell you."

In this way, there was only Ye Sheng in the hut. He completely let go of himself, and went all out every night, killing the enemy with his sword, treating the air as his enemy, and at the same time the "three handles of the sword", that is, three branches flying, Ye Sheng was wrapped in it, and ordinary people couldn't get close at all.

　　 From the first minute to a quarter of an hour, Ye Sheng's spirit power has improved tremendously, reaching the pinnacle of the Three Heavens.

　　 This night, Ye Sheng first practiced as usual for fifteen minutes, exhausting the power of the soul, and feeling a part of it, reaching sixteen minutes, standing up satisfied, and looking towards Xianyang.

　　 "The date agreed with the big brother." Ye Sheng's face was calm, he went down the mountain overnight and hurried to Xianyang City.

　　 An hour later, Ye Sheng entered Xianyang, his soul power gradually recovered, and he hurried to Chang'an Avenue.

　　 Chang'an Street at night is extremely lively, and the scholars with good manners in the day enter here, letting go.

　　 The steady officials in the courtroom, after entering Chang'an, drink happily.

　　 The disciples of the ordinary family entered Chang'an Avenue, free nature, cast aside the shackles, and were very happy.

　　 Why does Xianyang need to set up such a dark street?

　　 Because everyone has a black part in their hearts, as long as these noble people exist, Chang'an Avenue will exist.

　　 Ye Sheng entered Chang'an Avenue and saw crowded people, hot restaurants, Yingyingyanyan brothels, brightly lit, and full of excitement.

　　 He crossed the crowd and gradually went deeper, seeing a lot of places where the officials had fun, hiding the dirt.

　　 Ye Sheng turned a deaf ear, and went straight to the sword furnace of the big brother.

　　 In front of the sword furnace, the big brother is beating a sword.

　　 "You are here." After seeing Ye Sheng, the big brother only said a few words, beating the sword with all his attention.

　　 Ye Sheng looked at it silently, and said in doubt: "This sword seems to be different from the ordinary."

　　 Big brother hit three thousand hammers in a row, sweating profusely, infuriating, steaming, and the sword came out of the oven and put it in the water.

　　 Zi Zi Zi!

　　 The ear-piercing voice sounded, and the senior brother said with satisfaction: "This is a sword that I built for myself, specially used to kill people. I have beaten here for the past three days, and beat the cold iron from the outside world into a sword."

　　 Ye Sheng's eyes lit up and said, "Brother, Junior Brother needs three swords."

　　 "You also practice swords?" Duan Muyu asked.

　　 Ye Sheng nodded and said, "I'm a swordsman."

　　He is indeed a swordsman, but other people use his hands, he uses the spirit.

"Come in with me, here are all the swords I built. You can put at least three thousand gold coins outside. You can choose yourself." Duan Muyu led Ye Sheng into the inner room of the sword furnace and saw a sword hanging on On the wall.

　　 These swords have their own characteristics, with long and short, thick and thin, hard and soft.

　　 Ye Sheng watched the adjustment carefully, suddenly closed his eyes, and his soul moved.

　　 "Royal sword!"

　　 He was testing the sensitivity of the sword with the spirit, and it was the most suitable for Ye Sheng to perceive and resonate with the spirit.

　　 Buzzing!

　　In an instant, seven or eight swords shook with clank.

　　 Ye Sheng thought, and the sword flew up three handles.

　　 One long, one short and one soft!

　　The long one is the upright sword, the short one is the assassin's sword, and the soft one is the feminine sword.

　　 The three-handed swords swirled around Ye Sheng, like an arm swing, whatever Ye Sheng thought, they did.

　　 Ye Sheng smiled and said, "Brother, only these three swords."

　　Duanmuyu was amazed, and said: "Junior Brother, your imperial sword technique is rare in the world. At the same time, the three handles of the imperial sword are rare. What kind of Taoism is this?"

　　 "The Imperial Sword was learned in the lake in front of Jixia Academy." Ye Sheng said.

　　 "Jixia Academy, this is the pain of my life." Duan Muyu said with a smile. He had been apprentices three times and was brushed down three times, but he did not meet the qualifications, so he still felt a little bit resentful.

　　 "Here, this is the sword set, put the sword in, the night is already dark, after killing people, brother will ask you to eat noodles." Duan Muyu threw the sword set.

　　 Ye Sheng thought, and the three-handed sword was inserted into the sword sleeve. Ye Sheng then carried the sword in his hand. He was full of heart at the moment.

　　 The day after tomorrow, on the seventh day, he dare to kill.

　　 Duan Muyu did not change his clothes, his thin shirt, a sword that had just been cast, was held in his arms, followed by Ye Sheng, who was slender, carrying a sword sleeve, and his face was indifferent.

　　 In the night, the two brothers walked out of the alley and entered Chang'an Street.

　　 Tourists along the way laughed and laughed, and in the houses along the way, some guests were kissing the accompanying woman, tearing off their clothes, making the other person embarrassed and greeted if they wanted to refuse.

　　 There were also drunks who fell to the ground and stumbled while holding the wall.

　　 Passing by the gambling shop, someone lost all the money, was bombed out and beaten up.

　　 is colorful, a hundred people and a hundred looks.

　　 But this did not stop the two brothers, Duan Muyu holding the sword, walked to a secluded place.

　　 This is a brothel with gorgeous decoration, red and green, very eye-catching.

　　 Compared with other brothels, it looks quite deserted here. Although the lights are brightly lit, there are not many people inside.

"This is the brothel operated by Jujianmen~www.ltnovel.com~ which only accepts Xianyang nobles. After we go in and kill a few people, the people from Jujianmen will come. They are reluctant to let the reputation of this brothel be ruined. "Duan Muyu said softly.

　　 Ye Sheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then let the younger brother show his ugliness."

　　Duan Muyu looked at Ye Sheng expectantly.

　　 Ye Sheng raised his brows, and his soul moved suddenly.

　　 sonorous!

　　 The long sword came out of its sheath and flew directly into the brothel, turning into a ray of light, sprinkled with blood.

　　Four guards, under Ye Sheng's sword, had no resistance and were beheaded to the ground.

　　 There was a sudden silence in the brothel, the guests stared blankly, and the prostitutes turned pale.

　　 "Who would dare to run wild in my giant sword gate industry?" A violent shout rang out, and a big man rushed out with a spear. After seeing Ye Sheng and Duan Muyu, his eyes flashed sharply.

　　 "You two little thieves, dare to come to the wild and look for death." The big man stabbed out with a loud noise. He is the cultivation base of the Sixth Heaven.

　　 Duan Muyu faced the shot, his expression unchanged, watching silently.

　　 Ye Sheng's soul power surged wildly, and at this moment, he exerted his full strength.

　　锵! Cang! Cang!

　　 Three swords, fly out together, the main attack is the long sword, the short sword sneak attack, and the software kills the enemy.

　　 "Small bugs." The big man shouted violently, with crazy killing intent, his spear trembling, and the long sword flew away. Then with a violent shout, the body guard flew off the broken sword.

　　噗!

　　 But the soft sword pierced his eyebrows silently, leaving a shallow trace.

　　 The big man kept walking, and stopped in front of Ye Sheng and Duan Muyu, his face frightened, his consciousness collapsed, and then he collapsed to the ground.

　　 Ye Sheng and Duan Muyu passed him and stepped into the brothel.