Yang Jian's injuries were not serious, and the Eight or Nine Xuangong had fully recovered in a few weeks.

He didn't stay up all night, just full speed ahead.

When he went down the mountain, he turned to look at it, and he made up his mind even more!

This Pingtian Sword Gate will definitely have to go on another trip in the future!

At that time, Yang Jian will definitely find that Qinglian Peak Lord, and return all the shame of today, so as to complete his state of mind!

What kind of fairy is that, ignoring the life and death of others, how ruthless his heart is, he really moved to kill at that time!

She is ten times more beautiful, a hundred times more beautiful, Yang Jian will not say that she will destroy the flowers once in the future!

Of course, these can't be said now, Yang Jian's strength is not enough at this time, so he can only endure in a muffled voice.

If he can't even forbear, what else does he Yang Jian say about the sanctification of the flesh?

Before stepping out of the sphere of influence of the Pingtian Sword Gate, several disciples sent by Fu Dongliu caught up with Yang Jian and gave him many gifts.

Yang Jian received a map and ten palm-sized Tianxin stones into his fingers, returned all the things given by Fu Dongliu, and thanked the monks who carried their swords, and then turned around and left, without stopping.

Fu Dongliu felt shameless in the face of Yang Jian, and also knew that Yang Jian had a hatred for his junior sister Qinglian, but he didn't say anything, but just asked his disciple to convey it on his behalf and promised Yang Jian a promise.

- As long as Yang Jian speaks, Fu Dongliu will go all out to meet Yang Jian's three requirements, no matter what.

Yang Jian didn't care too much about this, but he just felt a little regretful that he had a Taoist friend to talk about.

What Yang Jian didn't expect was that when he left, Fu Dongliu's heart was filled with monstrous regret.

But Fu Dongliu himself didn't know the details, why he felt so regretful.

It seems that the Pingtian Sword Gate has missed a great opportunity;

It seems that he himself has missed the great opportunity.

However, what was missed is irretrievable, what can Fu Dongliu do except scold his little sister Qinglian behind his back?

No one knows, but because of this incident, the Qinglian Fairy almost died.

On the night after Yang Jian left, after Qing Lian returned to her cave mansion, she shook her mind slightly and fell directly on the futon.

A figure, not burly, nor tall, but with a lot of extraordinary, as if carrying an endless galaxy, appeared beside Qing Lian so silently.

The figure hesitated slightly, and slowly withdrew its raised fingers.

"Leave you for the time being, and use it as my disciple to test the Xuan Gong in the future. ”

The wind blew, and the figure came strangely, and there was no trace after leaving.

It's just that after Qinglian woke up, he was inexplicably shocked and sweated all over his body.

Although she felt that she was no different, she always felt that she had been closed by the ghost gate, and for some reason, her heart trembled.

Yuding real people are not far away.

......

"My mother is gone...... Daddy and Big Brother are gone...... Well, my brother is gone......"

Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave, next to the spiritual spring in front of the cave, the little girl sits on the side of the spring, dangling two feet as crystal as jade, and is stunned by the sunset on the horizon.

The cranes cry softly, and the birds return to the forest.

The clouds are steaming, and there are thousands of scenes.

But even such a beautiful scenery can't dissolve the melancholy between the little person's eyebrows;

Even though the cool spring water condensed by the aura crossed the soles of her feet, she lost the light laughter she usually had......

"Alas, since I came here, my brother has always been practicing, is cultivation really that important?

She muttered softly, the corners of her mouth puffing out, a little disgusted.

"Xiaochan, if you don't meditate well, why are you here to play in the water again?"

Tinglan, who was dressed in a plain white skirt, came and blamed softly.

Xiao Chan'er jumped up, the skirt of the palace dress covered her bare feet, and made a grimace at Tinglan.

"Sister, practicing enlightenment is too boring, I can't sit still. ”

Ting Lan sighed softly, raised her hand and scraped the tip of Yang Xiaochan's nose, and reprimanded in a low voice:

"You really don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings, and the cultivators of the whole world really want to share one-tenth of your fortune. This is Jinxia Cave, and the teacher is a real power in this world, how can you not cherish the opportunity and be so lazy!"

"Okay then," Xiao Chan'er blinked, Tinglan's words of these lessons are always so consistent.

"Okay," Ting Lan pulled Yang Xiaochan and walked towards the fairy-filled attic, "Let's eat something first, and then continue to practice." Cuizhu has made you some delicacies, but they are all spiritual things. ”

Xiao Chan'er's little mouth immediately pursed high, even if she heard that there was something good to eat, she was always reluctant.

Seeing this, Ting Lan chuckled and said, "It's been many days since the teacher left with his senior brother, maybe he will come back when he is, no matter how lazy you are, you may not be scolded by the teacher." ”

"Is my brother coming back soon?" the bright eyes of the little cicada shone brightly.

"But I can't say for sure, when the senior brother sees that you are neglecting your cultivation, maybe he will also reprimand you. ”

Brother, will you scold yourself?

Xiao Chan'er tilted her head, and then grinned, "My brother has such a good temper, so he won't scold, let alone scold Chan'er!"

Mild-tempered?

There were some memories in Ting Lan's eyes, but she didn't feel so, but she felt that Senior Brother Yang Jian had a straight face and was quite serious except when he faced Xiao Chan'er.

After a while, facing a table of delicacies full of aura, Xiao Chan'er's mouth watered, and she couldn't wait to start feasting.

While eating, Xiao Chan'er suddenly sighed softly: "I don't know if my brother is walking outside, whether he eats satisfactorily, and whether he sleeps peacefully." ”

Tinglan Cuizhu looked at each other and smiled.

"Don't worry, the teacher took the senior brother to practice, maybe he was a guest in a blessed place at this time, the ones he ate were all dragon liver and phoenix pith, and the ones he drank were all agar and jade brew, how dare we compare the small dishes here?"

"Well, that's right!" Xiao Chan'er put her mind at ease, continued to eat and drink, and made up her mind.

When you can sleep and sleep, you can start practicing again, and you won't delay anything anyway......

At the same time, Yang Jian was also eating dinner.

He cowered in a narrow hole, holding a large piece of cooked beef in his left hand and a big hot steamed bun in his right hand.

Yang Jian's eyes were a little impatient, and he couldn't wait to finish stuffing these things, so that his stomach would no longer be hungry, and he would continue to meditate and practice.

Cultivation, strength.

Seek the way, calamity.

The bullying of the Qinglian Fairy that day was tantamount to a slap in the face to Yang Jian, and in addition to being vigilant in his heart, he was even more angry.

In the following half a month, Yang Jian stopped and walked in this small world of secret realm, and finally set his foothold near a small town where scattered cultivation gathered.

In a barren mountain five hundred miles away from the town, Yang Jian opened up a small cave mansion, hid in it, and practiced quietly.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

The ten palm-sized Tianxin stones, each weighing 10,000 catties, Yang Jian didn't know what kind of texture structure it was after studying it for a long time, but it gave him a lot of convenience.

You don't have to walk on the rocky mountain anymore, you don't have to worry about attracting attention, and carrying four Tianxin stones every day has the same effect.

Because of the small size of the Tianxin Stone, Yang Jian could also use the Tianxin Stone to exercise the strength of his arms in a targeted manner, but unfortunately he was never able to break through the shackles of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine with one arm.

Could it be that you really have to start practicing the second level in order to continue to improve your strength?

Yang Jian's heart was urgent, but he was a little unwilling.

Although he lived in seclusion on weekdays and did not attract the attention of any casual cultivators in that town, he had a sense of crisis after being injured by Qing Lian, and he consciously cultivated to a low level, wanting to take a step forward as soon as possible.

But on this day, Yang Jian's spiritual sense trembled slightly, and he always felt that something had happened.

He stopped cultivating, put away the array, walked out of the cave, and after inspecting the surroundings of the cave, his heart was still restless, and he walked towards the town.

From afar, Yang Jian actually saw dozens of monks standing at the entrance of the town, and the tremor in his heart inexplicably turned into 'joy'.

Xuangong is miraculous, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

Yang Jian knew whether it was a benefit waiting for him, or a benefit that would help him greatly, so he walked over to see what was going on.

There were two signs at the entrance of the town, with the names of the two sects written on them, all of which were sects in the upper reaches of this secret world.

'The Beast Spirit Sect recruited people with lofty ideals and went to the Purple Soul Valley to pick herbs and give them back with elixirs. ’

'The Shattered Heaven Immortal Gate recruits people with lofty ideals, and along with the elders and disciples of the sect, they go to explore the secret place outside the secret realm, and give them with spirit pills, spirit stones, and exercises. ’

Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

First, there is the 'Pingtian Sword Gate', and then there is the 'Broken Heaven Immortal Gate', this day, what happened to them?

The monks of this vast world are really very big, but it is also because this world is closed and remote, most of the monks sit in the well and watch the sky, and they do not know the vastness of the wilderness, nor do they know the height of the sky.

Having said that, if he had said 'expounding the teachings' in front of the Qinglian Fairy that day, and said the name of 'Yuding Zhenren', maybe the vicious fairy would only be confused.

Yang Jian was just about to turn around and leave, but he was a little restless in his heart, as if he was reminding him of something.

Reminder what?

Yang Jian turned to look at the second plaque, the words 'Explore the Secret Land Beyond the Secret Realm' made him suddenly realize in his heart.

I'm afraid that it is my own chance, and I will fall on the word 'secret place'.

Maybe you can't break through the retreat practice blindly, and if you go out and practice, you might be able to catch that glimmer of opportunity.

"This fellow Daoist?" The old man next to the plaque opened his eyes and smiled gently, as if he saw Yang Jian's intentions, and said with a smile: "But you want to go together?"

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know what I need to do?"

"No, just sign your name here, cultivate it, and wait at the tavern over there," the old man said softly, pulling out a booklet.

Yang Jian was just about to take the booklet and add his name, but he felt that his eyes were looking at him like a thorn in his back.

Yang Jian turned his head to look, but saw that the dozens of scattered cultivators gathered here all had strange expressions, and there were even two people who were a little closer to him who wanted to speak and stopped.

What's wrong?

Yang Jian felt a little strange in his heart, and put the roster aside for the time being, a little more cautious.

The old man didn't say anything, continued to smile gently, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate by the plaque.