Eternal gate

When Zhao Yun returned to Zizhu Peak, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Mu Qinghan was sitting under the old tree. When he saw him coming up, he rolled his eyes from afar. He had obviously heard something. For example, the love poem had been rubbed many times, and she happened to have a copy.

When I roll my eyes at Zhao Yun, it's not because I'm jealous, but because I don't understand.

I don't flirt with my senior sister, but I flirt with someone else's senior sister. Is it because I'm not pretty enough?

Or am I sorry for being too familiar?

"Little disciple, come here." Yun Yan still sat in the pavilion reading a book and called out casually.

Zhao Yun's legs were light and he quickly entered the pavilion.

"The literary talent is pretty good!"

Yun Yan said leisurely while flipping through the ancient books. Judging from his expression, he probably knew something about it. He was very impressed with Zhao Yun. This guy is not stupid at all. He also knows how to find a wife for himself, and the person he finds is quite extraordinary.

I have to say that she admires Zhao Yun's courage.

"That was...given to someone else." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

I knew Yun Yan wouldn't believe it, but it was still necessary to say this.

"My master is an open-minded person. I will not interfere in the affairs of my descendants. If you can really get a wife back, master will be happy." Yun Yan smiled leisurely. Indeed, she didn't really believe it.

I’ve sent you love poems, why don’t you dare to admit it?

Zhao Yun took a deep breath. In this situation, it seemed safer to remain silent.

Is this person named Yunyan enlightened? Be unenlightened!

Up to now, the confiscated scrolls have not been returned.

Maybe, in the dead of night, his master would still study it by himself.

This seems to be the reason why only state officials are allowed to set fires and people are not allowed to light lamps.

After returning to the attic, Zhao Yun locked the door again, took the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice bought from a time-honored store, and dripped it into his left eye like eye drops. His eyes were shining brightly again, and he could clearly feel the recovery of his pupil power. Although the recovery was very small and very slow, it fully proved the efficacy of the spiritual juice. Mr. Chen Xuan did not lie to him.

"I believed you right."

Zhao Yun smiled and used his true energy to draw a ray of spiritual juice into his eyes.

His left eye became watery.

The integration of spiritual juice not only nourishes the Heavenly Eye, but also restores his pupil power.

The effect is quite good, but it is a bit expensive. After half a bottle, the pupil power is restored by less than 50%.

It’s expensive but you have to use it!

It takes a lot of practice to make the Heavenly Eye blink, and the pupil power is lacking. If it is not supplemented by spiritual medicine, it will take a long time to recover. It is best to practice knitting, spend money to buy spiritual juice, and strike while the iron is hot.

Therefore, cultivation consumes resources.

The secret technique of cultivating the Heavenly Eye consumes more resources.

Like the instantaneous eye of heaven, it is best not to use it unless absolutely necessary.

It's not that this technique is difficult to use, it's just that it consumes too much pupil power, and pupil power is a waste of money.

Thinking of the silver, he glanced at the Lord of the Rings.

I have money, but it doesn’t seem like it’s enough.

Mu Qinghan was surprised that he hadn't left the room for a full day. Even Yunyan looked sideways from time to time. She wondered what Zhao Yun was doing inside, practicing alone? Still studying that kind of picture scroll again.

"Walk."

Zhao Yun let out a light scold in his heart, and then he flashed again.

This time, he only teleported two or three feet, and the recovered eye power was completely exhausted again.

However, it was much better than last time.

As he expected, the closer the teleportation distance is, the less pupil power is consumed.

There are still injuries.

Zhao Yun still hasn't figured out where these injuries came from.

Again, he hadn't fully understood the essence, and he had used it incorrectly in many places. Training was necessary. He looked at the small jade bottle and found that it had been 80% used. When converted into silver, it was 40,000 taels gone.

When night fell, he stretched himself out.

"Come here and pick vegetables."

Mu Qinghan called out, his tone not very pleasant.

At such a young age, you don't care about spiritual practice and go out to flirt with someone else's senior sister. You deserve to be famous.

Zhao Yun didn't know what Mu Qinghan was thinking, so he could only wash the rice with peace of mind. Even during this moment, he didn't forget to comprehend the celestial eye and the ability to attack and escape instantly. This would be a trump card for him to rely on.

Dishes quickly filled the table.

Whenever there is a meal, there must be visitors, and today is no exception.

The person who came was a young man in purple clothes. He was an old disciple of Tianzong, the lowest kind. Zhao Yun had seen him before. He was Wei Chuan's little follower. What kind of boss there is, what kind of little brother there is. This guy The chin was raised unusually high. Not to mention him and Mu Qinghan, even Yun Yan felt very unhappy when he looked at it.

This person is not here to visit, but to present a challenge letter.

Yes, it was Wei Chuan's challenge. After holding back for three to five days, he finally took action.

"If you're afraid of losing, you don't have to come."

When the young man in purple left, he left these words.

Zhao Yun accepted the challenge letter and stuffed the ring into it without any change in expression.

Are you short of money? Someone came to give money.

Since he's that guy from Weichuan, if he doesn't get crippled, he'll be sorry for his ancestors.

"You really can't go this time." Mu Qinghan whispered, "Weichuan is a member of the Yangtian family. He has a secret technique to protect the body. You must have heard of it. It is very powerful."

"clear."

Zhao Yun smiled and continued to pull the rice.

Yun Yan didn't say anything. What she wanted to say, Mu Qinghan said it for her.

After a hasty meal, Zhao Yun went down the mountain in a hurry to buy the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice.

The embarrassing thing is that Chen Xuanlao is not here, and the door of the time-honored restaurant is locked. He went to Chen Xuanlao's mountain peak, but he didn't see the old man. He wandered off to God knows where, but he had no choice but to go back.

When passing by the Qing Jade Monument, the love poem hanging on it was gone.

Apparently, it was Su Yu who picked it, as he was quite reliable in doing things.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this was not the case, and they would all assume that it was Ji Hen who did it.

He was so embarrassed that he secretly took away the love poems.

Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he could not clear up the matter.

Even if Su Yu stood up and explained, no one would believe him.

In other words, everyone is so excited that they want to make fun of him for using the back door. Just like Wei Chuan, do you want him to make a fool of himself? I came here tonight to submit the challenge letter, mostly for the sake of performance.

When they returned to Zizhu Peak, both Mu Qinghan and Yun Yan had fallen asleep.

Zhao Yun also locked the doors and windows.

In a short period of time, the pupil power could not be restored, so he had to do something else: build a powerful crossbow.

Naturally, it was not created by him, but by the clones.

He transformed into more than a dozen clones in one breath, and also separated thunder and lightning, each of which made the parts of the crossbow. His original body was ready for assembly at the end, and he bought a lot of Usha iron, which was enough.

"Don't be lazy."

Zhao Yun's words sounded quite like a contractor.

The clone technique is really a good secret method. If the true energy is powerful enough, it can create enough clones. There are some things that he does not need to do, such as forging ballistas and powerful crossbows.

He was not idle either, focusing on making crossbow parts while he tempered the weapons.

A piece of Purple Tears Soldier Crystal has been taken out, and wisps of soldier spirit have been carved into the Long Yuan Sword. The buzzing sound of the sword was piercing even to him. As for the power of the sword, needless to say, it was strong enough.

What surprised him the most was the spirit of Long Yuan Sword.

This sword probably has its own spiritual wisdom. Even if it doesn't, it must still possess spirituality.