Eternal gate

After dinner, Zhao Yun returned to his room early.

As usual, the doors and windows were locked to prevent fire and theft.

Soon, the clone was transformed and continued to make the crossbow parts.

It's easy to do things when there are many people, but Zhao Yun, my Lord, is just consuming the true energy. He has Danhai, so there is no need to worry about this. There are enough pills to replenish the true energy. There is also a small purple gold gourd, which absorbs the spiritual energy and quenches too much. Pure spiritual power, combined with the dissolution of elixirs and pills, the medicinal power is still very good.

The clone is busy, but the main body is not idle either. First, I try to channel the Dapeng.

This is something he must do every day.

As usual, the channeling is isolated. There is a force in the dark that counteracts the power of the channeling. Or maybe the roc has not recovered yet and even blocks the channeling.

After receiving this technique, Zhao Yun looked at the Lord of the Rings again.

The ice jade coffin was extremely cold, and Liu Ruxin lying in it looked like an icy beauty.

It's a pity that there is no sign of waking up. Even with the Pearl of Wisdom, it can't be awakened.

"Awakening Pill."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and needed the pill to save the situation.

He once asked Mr. Chen Xuan that there was no such pill. The four-line Awakening Pill could no longer be measured by money. In Tianzong, pills were hard currency. In a certain sense, they were easier to use than silver.

After collecting his thoughts, he sat cross-legged.

He was hung up all day long. He was not only dangling there, he was also comprehending the technique of instantaneous body movement with the Heavenly Eye. Compared with the secret techniques of the Moon God Sect, this technique was more difficult to understand and he has not yet fully understood it.

"You are already outrageous."

If Moon God were awake, he would give him such a comment.

The secret method of teleportation is not an ordinary one. There is no super high talent. Not to mention the essence, it is not possible to understand it superficially. Zhao Yun was able to succeed in teleportation for the first time, which is enough to make him proud of the world. If he gave this technique to Daxia Hongyuan to study, he might not even know it. Can figure it out.

It was late at night before Zhao Yun got up.

Accompanied by his slight scolding, there was another instant, which was quite skillful.

Good steel is used on the blade. In the first two times, most of the pupil power was not used in the right place, and a lot was wasted. This time, I realized it more deeply. Although the pupil power was also consumed, I could still walk in a blink of an eye. Very precise.

"Gone again."

Zhao Yun looked at the jade bottle and saw that the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice was empty.

According to his own estimate, it would cost less than a few million taels. This technique cannot be practiced well, and the power of the eyes is too depleted. Recovering it by yourself is a waste of time, and buying the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice is a waste of money.

The next step is to temper the weapons.

The Purple Tears Weapon Crystal has miraculous effects, and Long Yuan's sword power is increasing every day.

As the master, he can clearly feel that this sword has gradually approached a critical point. Perhaps weapons are also divided into levels, and his Dragon Abyss has probably reached some kind of bottleneck.

"Little Junior Brother." While he was training, he suddenly heard a call from outside the room.

Mu Qinghan's voice was not loud, or in other words, Mu Qinghan deliberately lowered his voice.

Zhao Yun put away his sword and pushed open the window.

Mu Qinghan, opposite, had already opened the window and was leaning on the window to look down.

The clouds and smoke were sleepwalking again, and danced gracefully in the sleepwalking state, reflecting the bright moonlight, graceful and colorful. For a moment, it had a dreamlike color, and Zhao Yun's mind was in a trance for a moment.

It turns out that the senior sister called him to invite him to watch the master dance!

I have to say that the dance of Yunyan is still very beautiful, like a fluttering butterfly.

The people at Zizhu Peak are really interesting. One master is abnormal and two disciples are sober. One dances while the other two admire. Such colorful little days should not be found in other mountains. Mainly because of the master versatile.

Wonderful picture, just looking at it, it feels a little fragrant and gorgeous.

It's rare to see a master dancing; it's even rarer to see a master strip dancing.

That's right, it's a striptease.

As she danced, the style of the painting changed. A coat as light as cicada's wings fell off her body gracefully, and the dance didn't stop. She took it off without any sense of disobedience, her posture was elegant and beautiful. Fairy.

"Close the window." Mu Qinghan glared at Zhao Yun and lowered his voice. She jumped out of the window and covered Yunyan with another cloak.

"That's interesting." Zhao Yun coughed dryly and closed the window.

You should see what you should see, but you won't see what you shouldn't see.

If this matter were a certain young man, Mu Qinghan would have been stunned. You can sleep while I watch my striptease.

"Is the backlash of the Dream Law so terrifying?"

Zhao Yun murmured to himself, a Ksitigarbha statue at its peak had been beaten to the point of losing its image.

Where is this?

According to Luna, this is all childish. The real backlash is much scarier than this.

In her memory, there was such a god who cultivated the dream path. One of them failed to cultivate it and became a demon in the dream. His combat power may not be the strongest, but he was a strange god. How could he die if he faced her? Don't even know.

In the early morning, Mu Qinghan, who was also busy at the stove, threatened Zhao Yun. Certain things, such as the master's dancing, could only be known to them, but they could not let a third person know, as the master would go crazy.

"Uh." Zhao Yun responded, not forgetting to glance at the pavilion not far away. His master was sitting there again, as if nothing happened. He didn't know what she would think if she knew.

Breakfast was prepared quickly and the table was full.

"Ji Hen, I'm waiting for you at the martial arts stage."

Zhao Yun had just sat down when he heard a shout. It must have been the secret of sound waves. It could be heard on most peaks. Zizhu Peak was one of them, not too far from the martial arts stage.

"It's that kid." Zhao Yun heard the voice and identified the person, knowing who was challenging him.

He is Wei Chuan's younger brother, his name is Zheng Ming.

When Wei Chuan challenged him previously, it was Zheng Minglai who sent him the letter of challenge.

Zheng Ming is a great name! I just don’t know and want to prove something to the world.

Zhao Yun glanced sideways at Yun Yan.

This time, he had to be smarter and ask his master for instructions first. Don't wait for him to stand up before tying him up. He really didn't want to go up that crooked-necked tree again.

"If you can't beat him, then run away." Yun Yan said, already picking up the chopsticks.

Whoosh!

With the master's permission, Zhao Yun stopped eating and disappeared in a flash.

"I am coming too."

Mu Qinghan put down his chopsticks and hurriedly chased him out.

Behind him, Yun Yan just shook his head and smiled.

Two disciples, one is too reserved, the other is too lively. One doesn't like it and wants to go down the mountain to cause trouble. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. If he is not allowed to suffer, he will be more happy than anyone else. .

In the direction of the martial arts stage, there is already a shadow of human figures.

If there is excitement, there will be people watching the excitement, and there are still a lot of people who are too busy to watch.

"Five hundred taels, I bet Ji Hen won't come."

"This time, I am only waiting for a stick of incense. If he doesn't come, I will turn around and leave."

"Learning from the past, I waited all day yesterday!"

Before the big drama started, the foreplay had already begun. There was a lot of discussion and chatter. There was still a tacit understanding. Zhao Yun was already convinced that he was a coward and would never wait too much. But he didn’t have the time to spare. Just because he used the back door. Come on, you can talk big words, and you are not an ordinary loser.

In the stands, Zheng Ming stood tall.

Or rather, he is Wei Chuan's little follower. He really has some of Wei Chuan's temperament. He has a strong personality when he goes out, and he has a righteous and loyal attitude of protecting his master. When the boss is not around, he has to hold on.

"Brother, I will never embarrass you."

Zheng Ming's heartfelt words were like a person who looked at death as if he were home. He urged Wei Chuan to beat the Ji Hen who challenged the boss into a pig's head before he came back, in order to show the world that the majesty of our boss cannot be violated, even if it is The boss is not in Tianzong, so I can still do justice for him.