Infinite Throne

   Chapter 874 Brother Chun splits

   But for a while, he didn't figure it out.

   Great job, Junior Brother continued:

   "Brother Jian, what is behind you?"

   Yi Rin's sudden question made Jian Nanchun stunned. But he still answered from the heart: "There is a junior brother."

"wrong!"

  Irin stepped aside.

  Behind Yi Rin, a snowman was built at some point, and the word "sword" was engraved on the snowman.

  Jian Nanchun: "…"

   "So, brother only pays attention to me, not to the snowman."

   I don't even know the answer to your question is a snowman!

   Brother Jian's mentality collapsed slightly.

   But as a dignified Jindan cultivator, Jian Nanchun is not low in understanding, and vaguely, he understands something.

  Under the eaves, Xia Xiaoman watched with great interest as the two were playing dumb puzzles. She looked at Jian Nanchun's collapsed expression and felt that the burning bait in her hand was more fragrant.

   Jian Nanchun was silent and thoughtful.

  Irin continued:

   "Ruying... ahem, the technique of tail-tracking, the key is here. If you want to learn it, first of all, you can't treat yourself as a person."

   "In this way, doesn't the sense of existence come down?"

   "Who cares about people who are not human?"

   "Presence is a very delicate thing,"

"You'll notice the enemy's ultimate move, you'll notice the radiant special effects, you'll notice the top card in front of the brothel, you'll look for an inn in the heavy rain, you'll look around when your legs hurt The one who attacked you."

  Jian Nanchun: "?"

"But you, you won't notice the dead leaves on a big tree next to the enemy, you won't notice the shadows behind you, you won't notice the paint peeling on the Qinglou plaque, and you won't notice that it's raining heavily. , into turbulent water droplets."

   "To make others think you are a 'Shadow', first of all, you have to be a 'Shadow'."

   "Suppress your emotions, slow your breathing, suppress your heartbeat, forget the very fact of being a human being, and completely integrate into your surroundings."

  …

  If Yi Rin's former friend was here, he would probably be amazed at Jian Nanchun's boldness.

   One dares to learn, the other dares to teach.

  What Yilin is doing now, I dare not say that there will be no future, but it is definitely unprecedented.

   He is trying to get a "non-apostle" to comprehend abilities similar to those of an apostle.

   When there was a riot in Jingnan City that night, the mysterious assassin hiding in the shadow of King Zhennan, his exercises inspired Yi Rin.

  This is no ordinary world.

   In this world, there are fairy trails, demons, Buddhist Taoism, Qi cultivators, and people who seek longevity.

   With the help of the unique "reiki" of this world, can you create some kind of "gong method" to achieve the effect of "skill"?

  Irin is looking forward to Jian Nanchun's performance.

  I saw Jian Nanchun really calm down under Yi Rin's "guidance", breathing gently, and in the courtyard, like a sculpture, motionless.

   This is the posture of “meditating” for monks to breathe on weekdays, sitting cross-legged with five hearts facing the sky.

   But at this moment, Jiannanchun is quieter, calmer, and more heart-like than usual.

  Time passes minute by minute.

  Xia Xiaoman was full and took a nap.

   afternoon,

   There was hail in the sky.

   Thin hail hit Jian Nanchun and wet his white clothes, but it failed to disturb Jian Nanchun's breathing and rhythm.

   at night.

   It snowed.

  The snowstorm turned Jiannanchun into a snowman.

   The Snowman of Jiannan Chun, and the snowman of "Sword Brand" piled up by Yi Rin, standing and sitting one after the other, forming a sharp contrast.

   Since Jian Nanchun entered the state, Yi Rin left.

   Even Xia Xiaoman has become a qi cultivator, so he can't be left behind.

   Practice has no years.

   In the blink of an eye,

  The end of the twelfth lunar month, Jingnan City ushered in the fourteenth year of the Jisheng calendar, January 1st.

  The city was decorated with lanterns, and the residents swept away their previous depression, playing with snow on the streets, and shouting for traders.

  This world also seems to have the habit of celebrating the New Year.

   Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, reunion with relatives and friends.

   "The fourteenth year."

Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman were in the yard, under the tree, with a bonfire lit. The two sat on the side, each holding a few skewers in their hands, with green vegetables, mushrooms, radishes, winter bamboo shoots, and a hob stuck on the skewers. Mutton pieces, beef trotters dipped in sauce, various ingredients, red, green and green, and then sprinkled with special "Irin brand spices".

  When the surface of beef and mutton is slightly charred and yellowed, the gravy drips, and there is a crisp crackling sound in the bonfire, under Jiannanchun's "Thousand Machine Array", the aroma of meat overflows, mixed with the fragrance of vegetables, which is particularly attractive.

   "Save some sprinkles, there's not much stock left!"

  Yi Rin watched as her younger sister tried to make the skewers more fragrant, her hands trembled like a severe Parkinson's patient, powder splashed onto the skewers, and about a third of them fell on the fire, secretly painful.

   "Senior brother, don't be so stingy, don't you just order some seasoning powder, what a big deal!"

  Xia Xiaoman raised his chest with all his strength, showing contempt on his face, Parkinson's hand was worse, and there was no cure.

"you…"

  Irin raised his hand, and finally gave up the idea of ​​forcibly taking it back.

  Don't say these words in front of Baicaoshan elder Ye Liangchen.

  These powders are all ground with the treasures of heaven and earth on his immortal mountain.

   Ye Liangchen is stingy, I really let him know that you are squandering his fairy grass powder so much, you must be beaten to death.

  Irin secretly slandered.

   "The string on your right, you have to turn it around. The heat is almost over."

   "The string on the left, the powder is almost drowning the meat..."

   "Don't eat it yet, let Senior Brother take a pat first."

  The light flashed, and the soul food was automatically generated, and it was fragrant.

   The two of them worked hard, for fear that who would lose to the other.

   "Junior sister, please forgive me for saying it outright..."

   "Woooooooo?" Xia Xiaoman's mouth was stuffed with food, and he made a strange whimper.

   "Eat more, next time I'm afraid of Senior Brother Jian's flying sword, I won't be able to catch you!"

   "Go... hiccup~"

   The two were full.

   "click."

   The ice sculpture, which had been frozen for an unknown number of days beside him, cracked a gap.

   Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman looked at each other, and they were in a good mood. One of them cleaned up the bonfire, and the other hurriedly hid the empty forks in the snow.

   "Kakaka-"

The    ice sculpture cracked open, revealing Jian Nanchun's light-hearted smile.

  Jian Nanchun stood up like a giant, and his body was filled with the breath of Taoist cumin.

   Yi Rin was taken aback for a moment, Jian Nanchun is this... a breakthrough?

   "In the courtyard... why is it so fragrant?"

   As soon as Jian Nanchun broke through the ice, he smelled a scent that made his index finger move.

   "Brother Jian, have you broken through?"

   Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman wiped the corners of their mouths at the same time as if nothing had happened, Yi Rin took the initiative to ask.

"Hey, Junior Brother Lin, Junior Brother Lin, you are really my lucky star!" When Jian Nanchun mentioned his cultivation, he no longer cared about the fragrance or smell of the surroundings. Rin's white palm rubbed it carefully: "Junior Brother Lin, Senior Brother, I have been stuck in the bottleneck of the seventh layer of the Golden Core for three years. Unexpectedly, I have an epiphany and a breakthrough in my cultivation!"

  It's not easy...

   If it wasn't for the purpose of stabilizing his senior brother's force, Jian Nanchun was looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle at this moment, suppressing tears of joy.

   "Then your tail-tracking technique?"

   Yi Rin's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't care whether Brother Jian's cultivation broke through or not. What he was more curious about was whether Jian Nanchun had realized the "following shadow" technique.

  Breakthrough...Isn't it easy?

   Whether it is using [Bloodthirsty Disaster] to forcibly break through the limit lock of human attributes,

   Or borrowing "soul avatar" to forcibly break through the barrier of the realm,

   For Irin, it seems that everything is easy and there is no trouble at all.

  The trouble with his practice is that he leaks his breath from time to time.

   Ever since the little Green Bat pushed the "soul avatar" manufacturing technique into his head, Yilin has no more troubles in this regard.

   So he couldn't understand Jian Nanchun's ecstasy.

   alas~

   The joy, anger, sorrow, joy, hatred and abandonment between people can only be ridiculed, not empathy.

  When Irin asked about this,

Jian Nanchun's forty-five-degree angle was slightly slanted, his eyelids and jaw lowered: "This... Speaking of this, I'm a little embarrassed. It seems that my senior brother did not understand the legendary 'trailing technique'." As he spoke, senior Jian's eyes were full of eyes. After a bit of emotion, he sighed: "Perhaps this is the talent of Junior Brother. This secret technique seems to be especially suitable for Junior Brother Lin's cultivation. The technique is like a person, and a person is like a technique. Senior Brother... Shame!"

  Irin: "?"

Why does    sound like a curse?

   When Yi Rin was thinking about whether to give Jian Nanchun a slap on the face, Jian Nanchun was in a happy mood because of the breakthrough, and involuntarily entered the infatuation mode. I saw that he slowly took out the child and mother nails with a layer of skin removed from his arms. It was because he did not understand the use of this magic weapon, which did not prevent Senior Brother Jian from seeing things and thinking about people and rubbing repeatedly:

"But even if the senior brother cannot comprehend the legendary 'trailing technique', it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as the senior brother's cultivation can climb step by step and make breakthroughs, one day senior brother can hold his head high. Chest, stand next to Junior Sister Chao, and protect her from all the **** storms and stormy waves in the world~~~~~?”

   Jiannanchun was originally good.

But for some reason, when he said the last word "wave", his eyes suddenly widened, his hair stood on end like fried hair, and he stared straight at the wooden nails in his hand, and the word "wave" sounded. The trembling is high, wave after wave, like a dolphin singing in spring, and like an oriole singing kingfisher, with joy and sadness, and it is extremely complicated.

  Brother Chun froze again.

   Yi Rin followed Jian Nanchun's dull eyes and looked down.

   No wonder Brother Chun reacted like this,

  Used to locate and track the child and mother nails towards Rushuang...Cracked.

   (end of this chapter)