Time passed like a white horse, and a year passed.

Feng Shaoyu returned as promised. Ruomao's bloody life for a year really changed him a lot.

This change is multi-faceted, maturity is certain, and the improvement of Xiu Wei is inevitable, but the biggest change is his appearance.

A year ago he was a handsome guy full of sunshine and vigor, but now he has become an uncle with long hair and fluttering hair.

Before returning to the Xuanling Sword School, he specially groomed him for this purpose, trimmed his beard, trimmed it into a long goatee, and made his hair into a ponytail.

Feng Shaoyu looked at himself with satisfaction, boasting narcissistically: "This look is really handsome, he has never been so handsome when he has grown so big."

I do n't know how they react to me when they see this shape. Hehe ...

Feng Shaoyu was looking forward to it.

In front of the Xuanling Sword School, Li Yitong looked at the direction of the trial forest and sighed, "I don't know how Shaoyu was in the trial forest?"

"Sister, are you waiting for Brother Feng again?" Yuan Jie suddenly appeared behind Li Yitong.

"It's been a year, I hope he's all right!" Li Yitong worried and concerned.

Yuan Jie comforted: "Sister, you can rest assured! With the strength and wit of Master Feng, he will definitely be fine."

"Hope!" Li Yitong was still a little worried, after all, everything could happen in the trial forest. There have been many instances in which some disciple seed disciples tried the forest to try for strength, but they never returned.

Waiting is hard, and it is hard. Especially the long waiting time is even more frustrating.

However, Li Yitong did not run away because there was hope in her heart, and she also believed that Feng Shaoyu would not let her down.

Suddenly, Yuan Jie exclaimed: "Sister, look!"

Li Yitong looked up a little, looked up, and saw a white light rushing from a distance.

After a while, the white light was near.

They both saw what the white light was. It was a man, a shabby man with a ragged beard and a shy look.

"Who is this?" Yuan Jie wondered.

Li Yitong shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. Maybe it's the people in Tianjian City! Or maybe he came to inform us of the date and place of the contest on the contest."

In a blink of an eye, this appeared in front of him, but it wasn't the sword he was driving under his feet, but a spine.

At this moment, Li Yitong and Yuan Jie both froze.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Seeing the shocked expression of the two, Feng Shaoyu was a little depressed, and said, "Don't you welcome me back?"

"Brother Feng, is it really you?" Yuan Jie couldn't believe it. The handsome and naughty master with a bit of off-line head, would become an old uncle with a fair bone.

"Not who else can I be!"

Li Yitong suddenly couldn't help but covered his mouth and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?"

Li Yitong still smiled, and replied, "Are you ridiculous now that you don't realize it?"

Feng Shaoyu was very serious, and said very seriously, "Don't think so! Don't you think I'm so handsome?"

Yuan Jie shook his head in disapproval.

Li Yitong just pouted to stop the laughter, and said, "Okay! Speaking of the Jingjing, you can fly with the sword. So you have reached the Golden Dan?"

"Guess what?" Feng Shaoyu deliberately sold Guan Zidao.

Yuan Jie looked carefully and shook his head: "It's not like it! There is no momentum of Jin Danjing!"

Li Yitong also sensed that Feng Shaoyu didn't have the breath of Jin Danjing at all, and he seemed to stay at the peak of Huayuan.

But if it is transformed into the peak state, how can it possibly achieve the Royal Sword flight?

This made her a little bit puzzled, and a little more confused.

"Don't sell off, say!" Li Yitong didn't want to guess and think about it again, and asked, "What is your current state of cultivation?"

"Yes, brother, you can say it!" Yuan Jie was also eager to know.

"Yeah!" Feng Shaoyu lost his thoughts, "Let me think about this!"

Li Yitong gave Feng Shaoyu a white look. Is this still necessary? Do n't you know what your own cultivation is?

Feng Shaoyu certainly had to think about it, because he had to calculate it. He has combined the mysterious sword body Dafa and the spiritless real secret, and has cultivated in Dantian to form the sword core, which is the prototype of the Yuan sword. It stands to reason that he has entered the Jindan period, but at what stage of the Jindan state He doesn't quite understand yet.

Because this has to be verified by actual combat before an estimate can be made.

But he knew clearly that with Jian Yuan's hegemony and fierceness, his strength was certainly not so simple as Jin Dan's early days.

But in order not to be scary, he felt that he was still low-key.

"It should be around the early days of Jindan!" Feng Shaoyu probably said a range, of course, the most conservative range.

"What?" Yuan Jie said in astonishment: "How is this possible? In just one year, you have crossed the congenital Nine Realms and entered the Jindan period directly. This is too scary!"

Li Yitong nodded slightly and deeply agreed that such a speed of cultivation is too scary. Even a genius cannot be so scary.

"Hehe ..." Feng Shaoyu smiled playfully: "No way! Who is calling me is born to be an immortal, so it's not too surprising that this progress is faster. Remember, be calm when things happen, don't be like this It's a fuss. Otherwise it will look very uninformed. "

"Let's come!" Li Yitong's eyes narrowed, he couldn't get used to Feng Shaoyu. If he gave some sunlight, he would be brilliant, if he gave some color, he would open the dyeing house, and said, "I'll ask you one side, are you sure?"

"Of course, if you do n't believe me, you can pull out and practice, and you will know if I'm bragging about it." Feng Shaoyu said with great confidence.

"No need!" Li Yitong wouldn't fight, she believed Feng Shaoyu said. Because it can fly with the sword, this is the iconic magical power of Jindan Realm. There should be no fake!

"Yes, sister, when will the contest begin? The time and place have been set?" Feng Shaoyu is most concerned about this now, because this is the stage where he realizes his dreams.

"Coming soon!" Li Yitong said haltingly: "But ..."

"But what?"

"But based on your Jindan period cultivation, and you want to win, this is ... you know."

"You are worried about this, I thought it was something." Feng Shaoyu smiled and said with confidence: "Sister, you can rest assured that this championship will be me, will it be me Xuanling sword school. "

"Brother, I am optimistic about you!" Yuan Jie cheered for him.

"Brother Xie!" Feng Shaoyu smiled lightly.

Li Yitong shook her head helplessly, because she always felt that Feng Shaoyu was too confident, and even a little arrogant, which was very detrimental to future practice.

It is hoped that this contest of contests will defeat his blind and confident spirit.

"Yes, Sister, I have harvested a lot of valuable things this time. Let 's go to Master Jian and his old man and see those things that we need. As for those that are not needed, I will sell them there.

"Huh!" Li Yitong nodded.

Then, the three were very happy and talked to Li Zhengfeng with a smile.