Originally.

Jin Lieyang still had some resistance in his heart to Yang Mucheng and suddenly become his uncle. But now, he realized his shallowness. Thinking of this, he sincerely bowed to Yang Mucheng respectfully:

"Thank you, Uncle Ancestor!"

This uncle, he came to shout sincerely.

"Uncle Shi!"

As soon as the words fell.

An elder in the crowd hurriedly shouted, "I used to practice and my meridians were damaged, can you see what's going on?"

The one who spoke turned out to be Elder Wang of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Yang Mucheng squinted his eyes and said, "Your situation is just the opposite of Jin Lieyang, the night demon finger cultivated by Jin Lieyang is too strong, and the 'dragon snatcher' you cultivate is too feminine. The third stage of the 'Haotian Sword Technique' and the 'Dragon Snatcher' in the Xuan-level Superb Martial Arts, the third form happens to be able to neutralize your situation. ”

"Uncle Shi, what about mine?"

Time.

The elders were completely boiling.

Just like what Yang Mucheng said before, the damage to the meridians is a big thing, and it is not a big thing. This kind of dark disease does not usually manifest itself. But once you cultivate a certain exercise, it will happen. At worst, it will lead to the breaking of the meridians, and at worst, it will even lead to regression.

Now, this uncle can be easily lifted, how can people not be shocked?

"In your case, you'd better go and cultivate the last form of the 'Heavenly Spirit Sword Technique' to make up for it!"

"Yours is a little more troublesome, I recommend you three exercises, which are the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, the upper grade of the Xuan Rank, and the best grade of the Xuan Rank...... These three martial arts, you only need to learn the first style, you don't need to study deeply. ”

......

Seventy or eighty elders were eager to break their heads.

Yang Mucheng also explained with a smile, and when Jin Lieyang saw this, he simply robbed Gu Nanxi's work and took up the work of serving tea and pouring water. It took several hours for Yang Mucheng to finish all the instructions.

Elders who have been instructed.

One by one, he left excitedly, rushed into the Martial Arts Pavilion, and began to cultivate according to the method described by Yang Mucheng.

"Uncle Shi!"

After seeing that everyone had left, Jin Lieyang poured a cup of tea and waited carefully. "I came this time, one is to learn the Amazing Finger, and the other is to tell you about the Spirit Sword List!"

"Say!"

Yang Mucheng nodded.

"The Spirit Sword List is still two months away, and during this time, the top ten existences in the standings will be arranged to enter the 'Taixuan Realm' for cultivation, do you plan to enter?" Jin Lieyang asked.

Yang Mucheng was puzzled: "What is the 'Taixuan Realm'?"

Jin Lieyang said: "This is one of the cultivation secret realms of our Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, and it is usually not open to the public. Of course, you are an uncle, and you can go in whenever you want...... However, although this secret realm is the lowest secret realm in the sect, it is also a bit difficult. ”

If it was the original, Jin Lieyang would definitely not open this kind of back door to Yang Mucheng. But now, he won't. This is his uncle and ancestor, if you want to open the back door, first learn all the exercises of the martial arts pavilion spirit, huang, and xuan!

This kind of genius, no matter which sect, will be cultivated with all its might.

What's more!

He is still an uncle!

"I know, I'll prepare for it in the next few days......" Yang Mucheng nodded.

Wait for Jin Lieyang to leave.

Yang Mucheng fell into contemplation at this time.

No matter what kind of existence the 'Taixuan Realm' is, with his current strength and state, it is not too difficult to break through. After all, he now has an offensive and two-step ground rank martial arts. Enough to deal with a range of situations......

But.

What gave Yang Mucheng the most headache was that his Nine Dragons Flying Sword was smashed by the Ancient Divine Ape in Haotian Mountain. Now, he doesn't have weapons, but he has some tricks.

"In the Sword Sect, there is also an armory, so I'll go and see it tomorrow. ”

......

At this time.

At the foot of Haotian Mountain, thousands of miles away from the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, a young man wearing a white robe and a purple gold crown slowly appeared shaking a folding fan. He had an elegant posture, as if he was not walking in the demon-infested Flying Sky Domain, but in his own back garden.

"Hehe, the demon king of the half-step Yuanying realm has actually established a country?"

When the young man caught a glimpse of the broken Haotian Mountain, the banner of the 'Demon Kingdom' that was still waving in the wind, he couldn't help but light up in his eyes. "This time, I specially went out of the Immortal Gate, I don't know if there is a young man in this Kyushu Continent who is suitable for me to lead into the Immortal Gate!"

The young man said to himself.

And at this time.

A pair of blue pupils, in the dark, quietly lit up like a lamp. These rays of light are none other than the eyes of the demon king. This Haotian Mountain encountered a battle, and the smell of blood lingered in the sky for three months, and these demon kings were attracted by the smell of blood.

Now.

This young man is surrounded by these monsters!

"Get on your knees!"

The young man folded the folding fan and said lightly.

"Roar!"

Suddenly.

His posture made many demon kings furious. Obviously it was just a breathless, ordinary existence, and he actually dared to let these demon kings kneel down? A burst of angry roars resounded in an instant.

Teng!

Almost instantly, dozens of demon kings, already frantically jumping out of the forest, out of the darkness, desperately rushed towards the young man.

The young man slowly raised his head, a wicked smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

Boom –

A terrifying force of qi and blood, with a crazy attitude, poured down rapidly. In an instant, it smashed into the bodies of these dozens of demon kings with a banging attitude. The terrifying aura, like a mountain peak, was like a pair of invisible big hands, crushing these demon kings directly from mid-air.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!",

A dull sound suddenly exploded. In an instant, dozens of demon kings smashed to the ground like meteorites, and their entire bodies were crushed into the ground alive, completely crushed, and crushed into a piece of flesh. And this breath comes and goes quickly.

The space around him didn't even move at all.

"Humph!"

"A group of demon kings of the Jindan Sect Master dare to sneak attack me? Even the demon emperors of the Taiyi Realm dare not be presumptuous when they see me...... You alone can hurt my Mr. Grace?"

The young man snapped, put away the folding fan in his hand, put up his hands behind his back, and walked slowly.

Every time he took a step, the demon kings who were hiding in the darkness took a step back.

It's just three or four steps.

This young man has completely disappeared, as if he has never appeared in this flying domain. There was no evidence of his presence other than the large bloodstains on the ground confirming that he had been there.

(End of chapter)