Yang Ran, who had just opened the Eighteen Bronze Caves and received the costumes and identity tokens of the outer gate, had no idea that he had been secretly remembered by the two talented martial artists who were in the limelight at the outer gate, of course, even if he knew it, he would not care, he was no longer a waste boy who was bullied by his predecessors.

Yang Ran, who was dressed in green clothes, stood quietly in the independent courtyard.

A small pond in the courtyard, the water of the pond is crystal clear, the mirror-like water surface reflects the figure of a white-clothed Shengxue, an indifferent and calm young man, Yang Ran wears a white jade plate on his waist, his expression is calm, and after a little thought, he strode out of the small courtyard and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Cultivation exercises are divided into external and internal skills, and external skills can be divided into martial arts secrets and body refining exercises, and internal skills are meditation, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth to nourish the body, qi and blood, and use it to cultivate the true qi of the dantian.

Every new outer disciple can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once unconditionally, and can receive a book of internal exercises and two books of martial arts secrets, which is a rare opportunity, because at other times, a large number of contribution points have to be exchanged for exercises.

Qingyue Peak, high more than a thousand zhang, straight into the sky, the peak is smoky, ethereal like a fairyland, a piece of ancient cypress rises from the ground, emerald green jasper, a five-storey attic of antique agarwood towers in the middle of the mountainside.

The attic has a calming and calming taste, the breath-holding yearning is revealed, the solemn door, the plaque is hung with three golden characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing——— Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the font is slightly juanxiu, but there is a kind of edge that ordinary warriors can not bear, this is a kind of sword momentum, the real general trend of heaven and earth, and the coercion of Qingyue Peak.

On the bluestone steps at the entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a sixty-year-old man sat cross-legged, with white hair and eyebrows, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones, but his eyes the size of mung beans were dripping and rolling, and he was smiling, and his mouth kept making smacking sounds.

As far as the eye can see, it is the only way to and from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the ancient trees on the roadside are towering, the sun is dazzling, the golden rays are sprinkled, the green grass is green, and from time to time there are beautiful girls wearing hot and bold clothes passing by, occasionally revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, which is dazzling.

The people of the Han Dynasty were martial and relatively open, and the requirements for women's dress were not harsh, so the more leaky clothes still had girls dressed.

A young man in white quietly walked in front of the old man, leaned down and leaned in front of the old man, with an evil smile, and pointed with his finger in his hand: "Tsk, this girl...... It's so big, it's so choppy! Uh! This is not bad? Beautiful legs are snow-white and slender, crystal warm and jade! Hey! That's not bad, it's the best!"

The old man looked in the direction pointed by the young man in white, his face was intoxicated, and the young man's comments came from his ears, nodding frequently, quite a feeling of finding a soulmate in the mountains and flowing waters, but he suddenly felt that it was wrong to taste it carefully.

Turning around and seeing the handsome face of the young man in white, he jumped up, grabbed the ear of the young man in white and said, "You bastard Yang boy, why are you so Meng Lang, commenting on other girls at will?"

The young man in white was Yang Ran, his body was as smooth as a loach, his true qi in his body was vibrating, his qi and blood were boiling, and he escaped from the claws of the old man who grabbed his ears with disdain, and looked at the righteous and awe-inspiring old man with disdain, "Flower old man, you just pretend! You continue to pretend! I don't understand the restless heart of this old man." ”

"You...... How is it possible?" The old man who originally wanted to argue with Yang Ran stopped his voice abruptly, and he suddenly felt that Yang Ran's original qi and blood were obscure, and his physique, which was weaker than that of a martial artist of the same level, had actually become a furnace of qi and blood, and his divine physique had a perfect feeling.

Shout!

The old man's mung bean-sized eyes suddenly shot out a touch of golden holy light, and the divine light enveloped Yang Ran's whole body, as if he wanted to see through everything, the golden rainbow made Yang Ran's hair stand on end, and there was a strong feeling of being seen through, Yang Ran was surprised in his heart: This is the pupil technique!

"You have broken through!?Cultivation of the Fourth Peak of the Post-Spirit Realm!?I tested your qualifications last time, with your qualifications and comprehension and unremitting efforts, it will take at least half a year to break through, let alone cultivate to the peak of the Fourth Peak of the Post-Spirit Realm!

The old man spoke in surprise, and his beard jumped in surprise, which was very funny.

Yang Ran looked calm and said indifferently: "Somehow, it seems that the brain suddenly opened up, and the originally obscure martial arts suddenly became simple and clear, and the blocked meridians were also completely connected, ...... That's how it broke through,"

"Eh?" Although there is no shortage of martial artists in the Yunxiao Continent who have always been mediocre and suddenly soared into the sky, the old man still has questions in his heart, such as Yang Ran's supernatural and perfect physique, and his qi and blood are like dragons, these are not things that can be changed overnight, but he knows that everyone has their own secrets, so he doesn't want to ask more.

Old man Hua had noticed that although he was tough in the past, he was a little reluctant and resentful, and the young man who had always been silent and inferior suddenly became unfathomable, like a dragon in the abyss, with faintly sharp eyes revealed, which made him a little unable to see through.

Yang Ran's eyes hurriedly swept over the old man Hua, not wanting to explain too much, after all, the old man Hua had taken care of him for five years, treated him kindly, and didn't want to deceive him, but this kind of secret couldn't be said much, so he wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but the gaze that swept towards the old man suddenly froze, and his footsteps stopped.

Hua Shixian in the distance is dressed in a strong outfit today, highlighting her concave and convex exquisite curves, revealing a pair of straight and slender legs like mutton fat white jade on her lower body, and revealing a touch of snow-white clotted fat on her upper chest, which is thrillingly beautiful.

The girl's delicate and beautiful face, with a smile, is beautiful and refined, and her steps are steady, walking on the bluestone path in the forest to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Yang Ran's eyes were full of heat, from the first time he saw this beautiful girl when he entered the Yunxiao Sect five years ago, his predecessor was the unlucky guy who had already deeply liked this girl, but the unlucky man's predecessor was too inferior, and he was often looked down upon by others and scolded as a waste, and he also felt that he was not worthy of this proud girl of the sky.

After that, he had a secret love in obscurity for five years, and he could feel the girl's concern and concern for him, but he always responded with a tenacious smile and quietly buried his love deep in his heart.

However, from now on, he will no longer silently hide in the corner to secretly fall in love and love, just to pursue bravely! Just because now he is a combination of Yang Ran, the top crazy martial artist on the earth, and Yang Ran, who is as tough as a rock.

He deserves anyone!

Yang Ran quietly stretched out two fingers, as fast as lightning and directly pointed at one of his acupuncture points, this is the crying acupoint, the acupoint technique of the previous life, the acupuncture point that makes people cry bitterly.

After clicking, a mist rose in Yang Ran's black eyes, moistened his eyes, and the true qi under his feet rose, and he quickly ran to Hua Shixian, opened his arms, and threw himself into the girl's soft arms like a swallow returning home.

Hua Shixian looked at the young man who threw herself into her arms, the girl's unique reserve made her hesitate a little, but seeing that the young man's clear eyes were full of tears, she couldn't bear it, so she let go of the girl's reserve, and with a move of her mind, she removed the true defense, hugged the young man's throbbing head on her chest, and her pretty face was full of concern, and asked:

"What's wrong, junior brother, have you been bullied by others? Tell senior sister, senior sister will help you beat her!"

The girl's innocent beautiful eyes are like autumn water, full of distress, although she gritted her teeth and looked very cute and cute, but she was very resentful of the disciple who bullied Yang Ran.

But Hua Shixian didn't see the cunning in the depths of Yang Ran's eyes, and his head kept rubbing against the girl's chest......

The soft fragrance and warm jade were in his arms, in order to continue to take advantage, Yang Ran's tears were like beads with broken threads, and he couldn't stop falling down, sobbing and intermittently grinning: "......Woo! No, I've been bullied a lot...... A lot of people bullied."