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She was even more curious in her heart, what kind of exercises did the master pass on to Qian Zhaoqing, and let him make such an oath, even if she couldn't tell it?!

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The two went back to the Qingping Gang together, Jiang Nanyun couldn't leave, he needed to stay here, lest the people from the Demon Sect really come to the door.

Back in the Qingping Gang, Qian Zhaoqing said goodbye and left, and returned to his small courtyard.

As soon as he closed the courtyard door, he waved his fists excitedly, jumped up, rolled in the air several times, and danced with his hands.

He remembered the situation when he saw Xiao Yuesheng, and when he thought about it, he still felt excited, and secretly admired it in his heart, sighed to himself, sighed to himself...... Xiao Daxia has a gentle bearing, without the slightest aggressive momentum, in front of him, like a spring breeze, the previous tension and pressure, a few words of kung fu suddenly dissipated.

Listening to Jun's words, it is better to read a book for ten years, he thought that this was just a sycophant, but now he has a deep understanding and feels his shallowness.

The key between the third and fourth layers of Shaoyang's palm, if there is no personal guidance from Xiao Daxia, it will be after another ten or twenty years, even if you want to break your head, you can't think of it, and the person who created this palm is really amazing and amazing, and it is incredible.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly quieted down, strode into the room, sat cross-legged on the couch, and began to settle down, wanting to calm down and begin to comprehend Shaoyang Palm.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he floated out of the house, came to the open space in the courtyard, and began to wave his palms.

The palm wind whirred, the palm shadows were all over the sky, the palm wind filled the yard, and the plum trees under the window shook gently.

After a while, the palm wind stopped suddenly, and his body was as calm as Yue Zhiyuan, looking at his palms, his face was full of surprise.

On the fourth floor of Shaoyangzhang, he has always felt like a mirage, it seems not far away, but it is always difficult to find the way, out of reach.

After listening to Xiao Yuesheng's explanation, he was enlightened and suddenly had an epiphany, and the way to break through was clearly visible.

His third layer realm has reached its peak, separated from the fourth layer by a line, but this line is a world of difference, if he knows the trick, it is like a layer of paper, it will be broken when he stabs it, if he doesn't know the trick, it is a mountain, no matter how hard he tries, it will not help.

After this exercise, it was a matter of course, and he broke through the third layer of Shaoyang Palm and reached the fourth layer realm.

At this point, Shaoyang's palms have undergone a qualitative change, and his palms are just to yang, extremely hard, and he is no longer afraid of sword injuries.

He was so excited that he almost jumped up, for people who were obsessed with martial arts, what could be more exciting than martial arts advancement.

He was in the middle of his excitement when the knock on the door rang again.

He was busy gathering his joy, and when the other party came to the hospital, he was still unconscious, obviously his skills were stronger, far from being comparable to himself.

"Brother Qian, please open the door. A gentle voice came in.

Qian Zhaoqing heard that it was the voice of Sun Qianfeng, he hurriedly stepped forward, opened the door, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the commander of the order, please come in quickly!"

The palm order made Sun Qianfeng dressed in a kudzu robe, extremely simple, burly, and with a calm temperament, it looked like his feet should be heavy, but on the contrary, his feet were silent.

"Hehe, congratulations to Hall Master Qian!" As soon as he entered the door, Sun Qianfeng hugged his fists and smiled at Qian Zhaoqing.

Qian Zhaoqing looked at him suspiciously, could it be that the news spread so fast, and he also knew that he was summoned by Xiao Daxia and ordered a few words?!

He pressed his mind and said with a smile: "Commander, where does the joy come from?"

Sun Qianfeng took out a cylinder from his bosom, which was a scroll, purple in color, shining with a hint of mystery.

He slowly took it out, gently untied the silk thread, slowly spread it out, turned to Qian Zhaoqing, handed it to him with both hands, and said with a smile: "This is the warrant of the master, please take it!"

"Ah, it's the helper's warrant!" Qian Zhaoqing was taken aback, and without hesitation, he glanced at it, revealing joy.

"Isn't it time to congratulate Hall Master Qian?!" Sun Qianfeng said with a smile.

Qian Zhaoqing suppressed his smile and nodded vigorously: "Thank you for the commander!"

Sun Qianfeng shook his head and smiled: "You don't have to thank me, it's all the grace of the helper." ”

Qian Zhaoqing nodded and laughed, although he suppressed his excitement, he couldn't suppress it.

Looking at his appearance, Sun Qianfeng shook his head, but he quite understood that there were countless talents in the Qingping Gang, so the competition was extremely fierce and it was difficult to be promoted.

But in this way, with each step, the sense of accomplishment gained is beyond imagination, which is enough to motivate the disciples to work hard.

Sun Qianfeng took out a blue-patterned porcelain bottle from his bosom, solemnly handed it to Qian Zhaoqing, and said: "This is the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, but you have to keep it well, even if you only have one breath left, as long as you take this Pill, you can hang this breath and keep your surname for two days!"

Qian Zhaoqing's eyes lit up, such an elixir can be described as an elixir, with this pill, it is an extra surname.

Sun Qianfeng clenched his fists and said with a smile: "Okay, Hall Master Qian, the matter is over, I will leave." ”

Qian Zhaoqing hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the commander!"

Sun Qianfeng waved his hand, floated out of the courtyard, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Looking at his disappearing figure, Qian Zhaoqing picked up the purple scroll with both hands, looked at it again and again, and grinned uncontrollably, he has finally become a real hall master, no longer a deputy hall master!

In the past, although people called him the hall master, it was only the deputy hall master, the rules of the Qingping Gang, and there was no right and vice in the title, in order to confuse outsiders.

But the difference between the main and deputy hall masters is huge, and there is a world of difference.

Qian Zhaoqing didn't care about the difference between the titles of hall master and deputy hall master, what he cared about was authority, if he reached the level of the main hall master, he might be able to enter the third layer of the Yanwu Hall.

Yanwutang is the most mysterious existence of the Qingping Gang, and it is an arsenal that is unimaginably huge.

In the martial arts hall, the martial arts secrets of various sects are listed, and there are also some miraculous skills, long-lost stunts in the martial arts.

These miraculous skills are just for reference, if you want to practice, but you can also rely on them, but there are too many secrets, and you need to be careful to participate.

Each of these miraculous skills is powerful, and if practiced, it is enough to dominate one side and laugh at the world.

The Yanwu Hall is divided into six layers, the higher you go, the more brilliant the miraculous skills are, and when you reach the top floor, there are even strange studies such as the Nine Yin True Scripture.

However, for some powerful wonders, the first layer often only has the front mental method, and the later advanced mental method is placed on it, and you need permission to refer to it.

With these alone, it was enough to make the disciples of the Qingping Gang work hard and work hard.

There are two ways to obtain the permission of the martial arts hall, one is the degree of contribution, and the other is the level of martial arts, both of which can obtain higher permissions.

And the hall master of the Qingping Gang is not really the master of the hall, but just a title, similar to the title of later generations.

Now that he is the master of the main hall, he can enter the third floor of the Yanwu Hall.

On the third level, there will be more clever miraculous skills, but more importantly, there will be some practice notes of the helpers at the beginning, which in their eyes, are priceless treasures.

Therefore, it is said that there is a world of difference between the main and deputy hall masters, and there is a difference between the second layer and the third layer, precisely because of the practice notes of the helper.

He was holding the purple scroll, so excited that he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and roar, since he killed a demon of the Demon Sect, he had gained so much, it was really beyond imagination.

A bright moon hangs high, like an ice wheel turning, quietly exuding silver light, illuminating the sky and the jade clear.

Guanyun Villa is shrouded in silver light.

After dinner, they wanted to go to the West Lake, but because of the cooling in the past two days, the night was extremely cold, so they gave up on this idea.

I have been staying in Guanyun Villa, accustomed to the warmth of spring here, and then go out, even if I have martial arts, deep internal strength, and am not afraid of the cold, I still feel uncomfortable and too lazy to go out.

So, they went to the back garden and walked on the cloister on the lake to eat.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't join in the fun with them, and returned to the underground of the Cold Smoke Pavilion alone, came to the Spirit Gathering Array, and practiced martial arts.

The rest of the daughters, Liu Jing, Yilin, and Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun sisters, Song Mengjun, Su Qingqing, Yue Lingshan, and Ren Yingying.

There are also two men, namely Ling Hu Chong and Lin Pingzhi.

The two of them were a little cramped at first, but later, they also let go, and they talked in a ball, and they sat by themselves, listening to them without interjecting.

Rows of lanterns hang above the cloister and two more below the cloister, which is brightly lit as if it were day, but a little softer than day.

Yue Lingshan leaned on the railing, looked at the swaying lake, and asked, "Why don't you see Jiangnan Yun?"

She was dressed in pink, delicate and beautiful, and she looked even more delicate under the light, which made Hu Chong look impulsive, and he couldn't wait to kiss it gently.

Liu Jing was dressed in a moon-white satin nightgown, her hair was shawl, like black satin, she smiled softly, shook her head and said: "The disciple of the Qingping Gang killed a disciple of the Moon God Sect, and Nanyun can only sit in the gang and dare not leave. ”

Yue Lingshan couldn't help laughing, quite gloating.

Although she has made peace with Jiang Nanyun, she still doesn't deal with each other, and often competes secretly, and when she hears that Jiang Nanyun can only stay in the Qingping Gang alone, she can't help but be secretly cool.

On the east side of the corridor, in the weak water pavilion, Ling Hu Chong glanced at the little junior sister from a long distance, shook his head and laughed.

He is clear about the little sister's thoughts.

Although Ling Hu Chong's internal strength is not profound, he can see it clearly and understand, and their words are clearly transmitted to his ears.

Song Mengjun was wearing a blue shirt and shook his head: "The disciples of the Qingping Gang are extremely bold, and the people of the Demon Sect dare to provoke them!"

She suddenly saw Su Qingqing glaring at her, and she was stunned, but she suddenly understood that there was a Holy Aunt of the Demon Sect here, and it was a bit rude to call her like this.

But the words had already been spoken, and she wanted to change it again, but it was too revealing traces, and she smiled faintly on her cold face and didn't say anything more.

Liu Jing smiled, her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was crystal clear and warm, as if a piece of white jade was carved, indescribably moving.

She shook her head and said: "The disciples of the Qingping Gang are all good at martial arts, and as soon as their martial arts are high, they have enough courage, and they are not afraid of anyone, and they have caused such a catastrophe." ”

Song Mengjun frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed, and said, "Offending the Moon God Sect is not a trivial matter, Sister Jiang is in the gang, it is indeed necessary." ”

Yue Lingshan tilted his head and asked, "Could it be that the people of the Demon Sect are really so bold that they dare to kill the Shangqingping Gang?!"

As a disciple of a famous and decent family, she has always called the Moon God Sect the Demon Sect, and she has not noticed the change in Song Mengjun's title.

Her mind was not so delicate and she didn't notice it.

Su Qingqing pursed his lips and nodded, sighed, and said, "The people of the Moon God Sect have always acted as they please, without scruples, and they will be retribution, and the people of the Qingping Gang will naturally not let go if they kill their disciples." ”

She was wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, sitting in the light, her face as white as the moon in the sky.

"Then let's not sit here and help her?" Yue Lingshan said busily.

Although she didn't deal with Jiang Nanyun, when she thought of the legend of the Demon Sect, she couldn't bear to see her tortured to death.

Liu Jing shook her head, chuckled, and said, "It doesn't matter, Nanyun is enough to deal with it." ”

Yue Lingshan hurriedly shook his head and said, "The people of the Demon Sect are very powerful, she is weak alone, I'm afraid she won't succeed!"

Song Mengjun's cold face showed a hint of a smile, she naturally knew about the disagreement between Yue Lingshan and Jiang Nanyun.

She shook her head and smiled, and said lightly: "With Sister Jiang's martial arts, no matter how powerful the people of the Demon Sect are, they can't hurt her!"

Yue Lingshan looked at her suspiciously, and finally nodded, quite convinced of Song Mengjun, believing that she would not tell a lie.

Liu Jing nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Nanyun's martial arts are still good, and he should be able to handle it." ”

"Why don't you see Mr. Xiao?" Su Qingqing looked around, but she didn't see Xiao Yuesheng come out, and there was a hint of disappointment between her eyebrows.

Liu Jing said with a smile: "He, at the moment when martial arts are breaking through for a while, he has been ignoring mundane things, and his spirit is focused on martial arts, and he can't care about anything else." ”

"Sir's martial arts are already so powerful, why are you still working so hard?" asked Su Qingqing in puzzlement.

Liu Jingzhen shook her head lightly, pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't know, maybe the eldest brother was born to like to practice." ”

Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged in the empty hall.

There are nearly more than ten zhang in the radius here, the dome is carved with dense stars, inlaid with luminous pearls, shining brightly, at first glance, it seems to be a starry man, the endless sky.

There is a spirit gathering array on it, which attracts the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so although the room is empty, it appears bright and soft, and there is no sense of being located underground, but it is like being in a place of wisdom with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Xiao Yuesheng practiced here ten times faster than outside, and practicing here for a month was worth practicing outside for a year.

With such a strange array, he naturally won't reveal what others know, Jiang Nanyun faintly knows, but the level is not enough, but he doesn't need the Gathering Spirit Array, and he needs to break through the Mirror Heart Trick before he can enter here.

After sitting cross-legged for a while, his body gradually changed, as if an invisible glow shone on him, emitting a hazy light, and the whole hall became a little brighter.

Gradually, this layer of light became brighter and brighter, and the body seemed to become a piece of white jade, which exuded a warm luster under the illumination of the light, soft and moving.

This layer of light became more and more obvious, and later, it was a little harsh, and the whole person turned into a sun.

Slowly, the white light faded, returned to its original state, and returned to silence.

After a while, a faint layer of brilliance circulated on his skin, and this layer of lilac brilliance was easy to ignore if he didn't pay attention.

Later, this layer of brilliance gradually deepened, the color was darker, the brilliance was brighter, it looked quite strange, the color was dark, but it was bright, and the contradiction between the two was combined, adding a bit of mystery.

Later, his body was completely enveloped in purple brilliance, and he couldn't see clearly, as if he had fallen into a purple ocean and been swallowed.

The whole hall is magnificent.

After a while, the purple light slowly faded, as if it were nothing, until it disappeared without a trace, and returned to its original state again.

Xiao Yuesheng crossed his legs, his expression was solemn, and his appearance was solemn, as if he was not like a mortal, with the majesty of Haohao.

A breath was gently exhaled, jade white, like an air arrow, hitting the marble floor, revealing several small pits.

His eyes opened slightly, and two purple rays burst out, like two purple swords, and like a thunderbolt in the sky, it was extremely terrifying.

The purple mang was fleeting, and he retracted it, his body fluttered lightly, floating in the air, slowly unseated, and his legs fell to the ground.

He looked up at the roof, thoughtfully, the magic of turning light had already been formed, and the power was really extraordinary, and he was happy in his heart.

The Qingping Gang is located on the south side of Lin'an City, near the right side of Yujie.

The general altar of the Qingping Gang is a grand mansion, two stone lions one left and one right, one male and one female, entrenched and lying, the momentum is clear, as if choosing people and devouring, vivid, at a glance you know that it comes from the hands of famous people.

These two stone lions were carved by Xiao Yuesheng himself, although the effort was not large, but a trace of aura was poured into them, making them look like real lions, which can intimidate many people.

Some people approached, knowing that they were fake, but they couldn't help but be afraid, and they were bold.

The night was dark, and the main altar of the Qingping Gang was also silent, and people fell asleep, looking quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, a group of people came up from the royal road, silently, each wearing a black tight, which was the standard night suit.

They have bulging pockets around their waists, or they have a burden on their backs, their faces covered by black scarves, and the eyes on the black scarves are all shining, which is quite intimidating, and they are obviously good at internal strength.

Along the royal road, straight towards the Qingping Gang General Altar, when approaching, the feet were lighter, and there was no sound.

Such silence, although it is their light skill, but it is also wrapped in cotton cloth under their feet, stepping on the ground to weaken the sound.

They walked towards the main altar of the Qingping Gang, and as they approached, they slowly drew out the back blades in their hands, or long knives, or long swords, and some Qimen weapons, all of which were of different shapes, all kinds of things, and very messy.

An ice wheel hangs high in the sky, slowly turning, imperceptible, exuding a soft clear glow, and the universe is clear.

This kind of moonlight is really not a suitable night for killing.

But they obviously didn't care, or they couldn't wait, they had to act, and silently, they were already standing in front of the door of the Qingping Gang.

The person who was in front turned his head to look around, and his scorching eyes revealed doubts, why did the dignified group of people have no secret whistles, allowing their people to approach the main altar so easily? !

Things are abnormal that is a demon, although he thinks that a small Qingping gang is not worth the trouble and can't make big waves.

But the experience of breaking into the martial arts reminded him to be careful, and the lion and the rabbit must also use all his strength, not careless.

He turned his head to look around, the night was vast, and he didn't notice anything, and then looked at the Qingping Gang Altar in front of him, and there was silence, as if there was no one inside.

A person leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Master Incense, is there no one here?...... Offended us, for fear that we would kill us?!"

The leader was tall and large, like an iron tower, and looked like a rough man, but he acted with great care.

He groaned when he heard this, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Regardless of them, let's go in and have a look!"

The people behind him nodded when they heard this, they didn't care in their hearts, a small Qingping Gang, dispatching so many masters, really looked down on them.

According to their thoughts, only two people need to be dispatched to raze the Qingping Gang to the ground, and there is no need for so many people to be dispatched at the same time.

They don't push the door in, they climb over the wall.

Several people turned around, their backs to the wall, facing the surroundings, and several people stood in a wonderful position, faintly protecting their backs.

They didn't think so, but they were used to being cautious and standing accurately, as if to prevent someone from sneaking up while they were entering.

The two men went up to the wall and jumped directly on the wall, motionless, their eyes sparkling, staring at the woods inside the wall.

The two stared intently for a moment, but did not notice any movement, they looked at each other, nodded, and threw a stone.

The two stones fell respectively, "pop" and "pop" two sounds in succession, the sound was not small, and in the silent night, it was even clearer.

They clinged to the wall, staring inside, trying to see if someone was coming, not wanting to be noticed.

After a while, there was no movement at all, only the soft sound of the bamboo forest below, and the two of them were surprised for a moment, and threw a stone again.

The two sounds of "pop" and "pop" are quite clear.

But there was no movement in the big house, it was still motionless, no one heard, no one came out, it was quiet, only the sound of bamboo.

"Is there no one?" the two of them crossed their arms like geckos and quickly approached, and one whispered.

The other person nodded: "If it is a martial arts person, it is impossible to sleep so dead, I'm afraid there is really no one." ”

"Let's go down!" the two said in a low voice, each nodding.

So he gestured to the people under the wall behind him, and the two slowly drew their long swords and floated down leisurely, like two light flocculents.

They have two strikers, one is careful, and the other is light, in case there is really someone, it is also conducive to escaping.

Under the wall is a bamboo forest, each bamboo is about the thickness of a thumb, it does not look very old, and it makes a soft sound, which is as pleasant as the sound of heaven.

Their bodies were slow and elegant, and when they reached the bottom, they suddenly turned into a head-down and foot-up posture, and fell backwards.

The long sword lightly touched the ground, the body slowed down, the posture changed back to normal, and the legs slowly fell to the ground.

"Sizzle!" they landed at the same time, and involuntarily let out a gasping sound, as if gasping for air.

The black scarf was masked, and his face was visible, but his brows were frowned together, as if he had become one, and there was a painful look in his eyes.

They remained motionless, slowly bent over, touched their feet, and looked pained, for a sharp tip appeared on the instep of their feet, shining with a cold light.

They had just stepped on the nails, and neither of their feet was spared, and they were pierced through by the nails, and the tips of the nails broke out of the instep, shining with cold light.

It's not that they have amazing perseverance, they can't hold back, they have already screamed loudly, such pain is really very unbearable.

Two more people jumped up to the wall, leaned down, melted into the wall, looked down, saw their bodies trembling, made a "sizzling" sound, and hurriedly stopped.

"What's wrong?!" a man asked in a low voice.

"Damn, there's a hidden weapon down here, be careful, everyone!" The previous person raised his head, scolded in a low voice, slowly raised his foot, endured the severe pain, removed his foot, and picked it up from the iron nail, bleeding like a column.

As soon as he stepped down, his body trembled again, making a "sizzling" sound, and the person opposite saw it and showed a sympathetic look.

This kick stepped on the iron nail again, and the foot that had been pierced was hit hard again, and it was pierced again.

This time, he felt more pain, and the screams were suppressed in his throat, and with a strong will, he couldn't suppress it.

The other person was puzzled, and his long sword slowly stretched out, gently brushing aside the bamboo leaves under his feet, but he didn't notice anything.

But he didn't dare to move, just now, his companion must have also probed in advance, otherwise he would not dare to settle down, but he was still plotted, he could only say that there was something strange here.

He hurriedly raised his head and hummed in a low voice: "Don't come down yet, everyone, it's weird!"

The two people on the wall were about to move, and when they heard this, they calmed down, leaned on the wall and looked down, and whispered, "What's the matter?!"

"Damn, it's weird here, be careful with the nails!" the man scolded in a deep voice, full of hatred, he was nailed there, but he didn't dare to move a single step.

Pierced twice, he suddenly became ruthless, and the long sword swung silently, this is a sword.

After the long sword, he pulled out his foot again and slowly fell, cautiously, but found that there was a pain under his feet, and there were nails!

He took a breath, swept towards his feet, and with a "ding" sound, the iron nail was cut off by him, and he sighed and slowly fell to his feet.

This time, he finally dodged the iron nail, but he wondered in his heart, why did he sweep it once, but he didn't break the iron nail?!

At the moment, he didn't think about it anymore, he broke in first, and destroyed the Qingping Gang.

He turned his head and whispered to the two people on the wall: "There are iron nails in the ground, you can't prevent it, you have to use the sword to pad the soles of your feet, be careful when you land!"

The two nodded, suddenly saved this method, and slowly floated down, and when they were about to land, they suddenly slowed down, and the long sword was thrown lightly, and it fell to the ground silently, and their feet were firmly on the sword.

In this way, it was safe and sound, and there were no nails.

As a result, later people adopted this method one after another, and they landed on the ground safely and looked at the surrounding bamboo forest.

They breathed a sigh of relief, and they all fell into the bamboo forest, and suddenly found that it was pitch black all around, and the bright moonlight seemed to be blocked out of the bamboo forest, and could not penetrate it.

When people were on the wall just now, they could still see it, but they all fell into the bamboo forest, and there was no wall in front of them.

After they landed, they picked up their weapons, but one of them pierced their feet, and they hurriedly used their weapons again, put them under the soles of their feet, and slowly moved forward.

After walking for a while, there was still a black expanse in front of me, and I didn't see my head, as if this was a huge bamboo forest.

But just now under the wall, they clearly saw that it was only a small forest.

They feel more and more weird, this bamboo forest is evil!

"Lord Xiang, why can't you go out?!" a man asked in a low voice as he approached the tall leader.

"Grandma's, it's the formation!" the tall leader scolded in a low voice, his eyes shining.

The man asked suspiciously, "Formation-law-?!"

The leader hated and scolded: "Qimen Dunjia, this is the most evil thing!"

"What can I do then?!" the man didn't understand, but he didn't ask anymore, knowing that this was not the time to solve his doubts.

The leader thought for a moment and said, "This is a deceptive thing, let everyone line up, hold hands, and go in one direction!"

So, more than a dozen people lined up, holding hands with each other, in one direction, slowly moving forward, having to pad the soles of their feet with weapons.

(To be continued)