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Everyone entered the house, and Rong Ziju reported to him one by one, what they had done, what swordsmanship they practiced, and how they were progressing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Here, it was quiet and there was no one coming, they were able to practice quietly, and the progress was extremely fast.

In the past, Dao Baifeng practiced here, and the guards of the Dali Mansion secretly protected all the people who tried to get close, and the nearby people also knew that they could not come here.

Therefore, when the people of the Infinite Sword came, there was no one to disturb them, although the Eagle Palace was powerful, it was not omnipotent, and they did not find it, they had been staying here with peace of mind and practicing martial arts.

This time they were forced to leave the Sword Lake Palace and hide in a small Taoist temple, the Infinite Sword was regarded as a great shame, and they were extremely desperate when practicing, coupled with the pills made by Xiao Yuesheng and the swordsmanship they taught, the three complemented each other, making their martial arts surge.

After listening to Rong Ziju's words, Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "In this case, let's go back, it is not a long-term solution to occupy it here." ”

"Master, we want to go back, but ...... the Vulture Palace?" Rong Ziju showed a hesitant look.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "I will deal with the matter of the Vulture Palace, let's go back!"

“...... Yes!" Rong Ziju nodded, awe-inspiring as he obeyed.

So, a group of seventeen people left the Jade Void Temple and returned to Wuliang Mountain.

Xiao Yuesheng first passed on a mantra to them, and when they performed this trick, they traveled all the way, without chariots and horses, and only relied on light skills.

This set of mantras, born from the Lingbo micro-step and the magic of the practice, is just simpler and brighter, you don't have to know the Book of Changes, but the effect is not bad, it can not only enhance the power, such as meditation, but also walk extremely fast.

Song Shanyue rejoiced in his heart.

He has a very good relationship with Xiao Yuesheng, when Xiao Yuesheng first came to the Infinite School, he intersected with him, Xiao Yuesheng was immersed in martial arts, and his temper was a little withdrawn, only Song Shanyue often went to his small courtyard to talk to him.

The last time the Infinite Sect fought with the Shennong Gang, Song Shanyue survived and was rescued by Xiao Yuesheng and became one of the fifteen disciples.

For Xiao Yuesheng, others only feel mysterious, but he knows that he is smart and has excellent swordsmanship.

Later, Xiao Yuesheng became the head of the house, and when people remembered his words, they suddenly realized that at this time, Xiao Yuesheng lived outside the Jianhu Palace, and rarely had contact with his disciples, which was mysterious and abnormal.

Song Shanyue heard the mantra spoken by Xiao Yuesheng, and was busy remembering it with his heart, knowing that it must be a masterpiece.

Follow the trick, gallop all the way, do not feel the slightest effort, not like the fatigue in the peace, only feel that the endless internal force rushes up from the spring, drills into the body, the internal force boils, greatly enhanced.

Galloping like this, the internal force gushes out from the ground, as if the aura of the ground drills in, the unspeakable mystery, revealing an inexplicable mysterious atmosphere, and I want to explore it, unveil the veil of mystery, and mention infinite interest, I can't wait to keep hurrying.

In this way, in the evening, they stopped in a field, sat down to rest, Xiao Yuesheng ordered to meditate immediately, Song Shanyue only felt that the internal force was surging, like a river flooding, and the internal force increased greatly.

He was overjoyed, glanced at the people around him, and all of them smiled with their eyebrows, and their joy was irrepressible.

In the early morning of the next day, they returned to Wuliang Mountain and entered the Sword Lake Palace.

In the Sword Lake Palace, there is a bit of decay, no one tramples on it, the weeds grow unscrupulously, and there is no popularity everywhere.

Fifteen people were stationed, and the entire Sword Lake Palace suddenly changed greatly, they cleaned up, and then each performed their duties to maintain and clean.

Even when they were cleaning, they were trying to practice, and the broom in their hands was a long sword, occasionally sweeping the ground, and suddenly waving it.

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but smile secretly, and was also quite relieved, these disciples seemed to be enchanted, and their obsession with martial arts was even worse than that of themselves.

After the arrangement, he calmed down, carefully comprehended the tricks in his mind, integrated the strengths of everyone, combined with the immeasurable swordsmanship, and created eight moves, named the immeasurable eight swords.

Once the eight swords have been completed, they will be passed on to everyone, based on the original immeasurable swordsmanship, and then practice these eight swords, it will be a matter of course, and it is not difficult at all.

These eight swordsmanship looks simple, but it is a mystery, and each of them has its own luck, and each move is infinitely powerful.

When everyone cultivated, they didn't feel anything, they just felt smooth, and after practicing the eight swords, the internal force around the body increased faintly, and the internal air flowed, and it was inexplicable.

Every time they practiced, they gained a lot, and soon they became addicted and didn't want to stop, just like the online games of later generations.

Xiao Yuesheng built two grass houses on the top of Wuliang Mountain, and lived in them, but he didn't live in Jianhu Palace, thinking it was too boring.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, looking down at all living beings, the state of mind is naturally open, which is beneficial to the Dao heart.

After he passed the eight swords, he began to refine the pill, although the foundation of the Immeasurable Sect was deep, the Shennong Gang last time was almost destroyed.

Most of the medicines he refined this time were taken from the "Shennong Lingbao Sutra", and all the pills above were superb and had extraordinary effects.

After more than ten days, he practiced three kinds of pills, Gujing Pill, Qi Benefiting Pill, and Strengthening God Pill, which were mostly used to enhance strength, but as for healing, it was incidental effect.

In the early morning, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on a boulder on the top of the mountain, motionless, his eyes were clear, looking at the purple sun in the east.

A thin mist swirled around him, as thin as a light veil, and his nose exhaled like silk, faintly, purple, exhaled from his nose, swirled, and then drilled back, and only after a long time did he enter and exit, extremely slowly.

He is cultivating the Taiqing Yuxia Purple Reflection Sutra, and if he wants to practice to the middle vehicle, he needs to observe the Eastern Purple Sun, turn it into his mind, and shine silently for a long time, without a moment's interruption.

The purple sun reflects the original god, and after a long time, it naturally gives birth to all kinds of reactions, reaching the realm of the middle vehicle, at that time, it is easy to cut off the past and the future, such as the great magic power of Buddhism.

Song Shanyue performed light skills, Piao Piao came to a distance of more than ten zhang, stood quietly, looked at his back, just stood and watched, without making a sound.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at it with his mind, and it could be clearly presented within a few miles around, but it was too consuming for the Yuan Shen, and he usually looked at it within 100 meters.

The purple qi slowly penetrated into his nostrils, and when he didn't come out again, his eyes flashed clearly, and gradually returned to normal, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, like sparkling diamonds.

He flipped his palms, drew a few arcs on his chest, turned around, and smiled, "Senior Brother Song, what's the matter?"

As for what happened below, he knew that a group of people rushed up to Wuliang Mountain and blocked in front of the Sword Lake Palace, wanting to make a move.

These people, all holding long knives, flickering with cold light, and solemn bearing, as if they had just come down from the battlefield, their eyes were indifferent and emotionless.

Song Shanyue hugged his fists and saluted: "Boss, a group of people from the mountain, saying that they are from the Iron Blood Hall, are here to avenge the Flying Axe Gang." ”

Xiao Yuesheng's eyebrows furrowed, and nodded: "Well, go down and take a look!"

After saying that, his body floated, he floated cross-legged, his legs slowly lowered, fell in front of Song Shanyue, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

In front of the Sword Lake Palace, the two groups of people confronted each other, and the fifteen disciples of the Wuliang Sect stood quietly with their swords, motionless, letting the morning breeze blow, their clothes fluttering, their eyes were calm, and their temperament was calm.

After Xiao Yuesheng's hard work, they were all reborn, as if they had changed into a different person, and all of them were masters.

Another group of big men, all of them strong and burly, about thirty of them, armed with a single knife, shining purple in the morning sun.

They stood very neatly, their bodies straight, as if they were standing there one by one, but their eyes were indifferent, sad and joyful.

Standing like this, it is like a phalanx of the army, although there are few people, but it is filled with the momentum of thousands of troops, and it is extremely pressing.

Ordinary masters, when they encounter such a formation, even if their martial arts are higher, they will inevitably be taken away from their minds, and they will leave without a fight.

Xiao Yuesheng came closer, glanced at it, and Rong Ziju hugged his fists as a salute: "Master!"

The rest of the disciples stood upright, motionless and not polite, their eyes fixed on the other party's thirty or so people.

This is Xiao Yuesheng's rule, if the enemy is present, you must not salute, you can't relax, so as not to be taken advantage of, although these details are trivial, but they are the way to protect your surname.

Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the disciples and looked at the other side.

"You are Xiao Guanlan?!" a middle-aged man stepped forward and shouted, his voice was as hard as a golden stone, echoing endlessly in the valley.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Yes, who are you, and what does it have to do with the Flying Axe Gang?!"

"We are the disciples of the Iron Blood Hall, and we have always had a good relationship with the Song Gang Master, you actually killed him, you need to resist his life!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

He had a thin face, a strong body, a pair of extremely small eyes, and a cold and sharp gaze, which was extremely uncomfortable for him to look at, like being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Xiao Yuesheng squinted and looked at them, the light flashed, and his face sank.

He took a step back and waved his hand forward: "Go on, abolish them!"

"Yes!" the fifteen disciples responded in unison, drew their swords cleanly and unsheathed, kicked them under their feet, and rushed forward in groups of two, taking advantage of the momentum of the forward rush to draw out their swords, and the sword light was incomparable.

Xiao Yuesheng had just transported the Taiqing Yuxia Ziying Taishang Method, and when he read this person's heart, he knew that they were still driven by the Vulture Palace.

He was extremely angry at the Vulture Palace's approach, and he showed no mercy.

(To be continued)