Eternal gate

The sun sets in the west and the full moon hangs high.

The night in the secret palace also has a special flavor. Many places are lit up with brilliance, which are luminous crystals used for illumination. In addition, the clouds and mist are lingering, and you can see the spewing colors. Many disciples come here at night, isn't it? Those who come here to look for opportunities come to see the scenery.

Most people are hardworking and know that time is precious.

Even at night, it is rarely deserted.

There are still people passing by the arch bridge and looking down.

To be precise, it was a look at Zhao Yun.

That's right, is that thing still stuck in the river? No movement has been seen yet.

"What an artistic conception, it took me so long to realize it."

Man Teng muttered, still sitting cross-legged by the river, holding a rag to wipe the mace. Not to mention whether his brain was good or not, he was still very loyal and guarded from beginning to end.

Mu Qinghan is also there.

The younger brother was too distracted to be disturbed. How could she not come?

She was not idle, guarding and comprehending the secret method.

"Little girls...what do you like?" Man Teng asked Mu Qinghan.

The big guy seemed to really want to find a wife, but after hearing that Jiannan was having a hard time, and even received a few beatings for it, it would be more reliable to find a female disciple to ask, and coincidentally, there was such a person next to him.

"Flowers." Mu Qinghan whispered and smiled.

The entire Tianzong knew about Man Teng, how could she not know about it.

Even though this guy is big, he is actually very pure, otherwise... he wouldn't hit the female disciple.

"Any flowers will do?" Man Teng asked again.

"It's best not to send green onions... and chrysanthemums." Mu Qinghan coughed dryly.

"I understand."

Man Teng grinned, Ma Liu put away the mace and turned around without a trace.

Mu Qinghan shook his head and smiled, glanced at Zhao Yun, and continued to study the secret method.

Zhao Yun showed no sign of waking up.

Bathed in the moonlight, the river water is sparkling, and its body is shiny.

Chu Wushuang passed by again, glanced sideways, and soon... left silently. She was also curious about what kind of artistic conception Zhao Yun was looking for. She still hasn't woken up. In her opinion, it must be very good.

The artistic conception of being able to run is novel just thinking about it.

In this way, another two days passed quietly.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured down, casting a layer of peace over the Secret Mansion.

Some disciples left, and some came in, all of them were true disciples, and they went to the secret mansion to take advantage of opportunities.

By the river, Mu Qinghan was still there.

This is also a motivated girl who is dedicated to studying secret arts.

The one who is more motivated than her is Zhao Yun. His body is covered with dew and he is still in deep sleep. Even the disciples passing by raised their eyebrows. What an artistic conception! It took two days and three nights to realize it.

The longer you realize it...the greater your supernatural power becomes.

They are all true disciples, so they are certainly not fools and have their own conclusions in their hearts.

The artistic conception is a good thing, with infinite potential within it. Ji Hen's opportunities should be great.

"gone."

The disciples passing by came and went as quickly as they came.

Again, time is precious, and if you have the time, go find the secret method.

The river fell into silence again.

Mu Qinghan raised his eyes several times, but Zhao Yun did not wake up.

However, looking at Zhao Yun's brows, sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxing, he must have gained something.

call out!

Suddenly, a slight sound of tetanus sounded.

It was a silver needle, thinner than an ox hair, almost invisible to the naked eye, and it was shot from nowhere. It was aimed at Zhao Yun. It was obvious that someone was secretly causing trouble and wanted to disturb his enlightenment.

Zheng!

Mu Qinghan drew his sword instantly and broke the silver needle with one blow.

The sword energy spread, cutting off a large sloth and forcing one person out.

He is a young man in white clothes.

At first glance, he looks somewhat similar to Wei Teng, so he is probably a relative.

They are indeed relatives, named Wei Zhan, and based on family seniority, he is Wei Teng's cousin.

Everyone in their family seems to have a bad stomach.

"The true legend... actually secretly plotted something?"

Mu Qinghan said coldly, seeming to recognize Wei Zhan and his relationship with Wei Teng.

Since they are cousins, it makes sense that this sneak attack must be to make Wei Tang angry. However, her junior brother is too strong and terrifying, so she dare not come overtly, so she uses the poisoned silver needle to plot against him. Fortunately she was here to guard him, otherwise Ji Hen would have suffered a disaster, and rebellion would have been very possible.

"Junior sister, I'm afraid she misunderstood and did it unintentionally." Wei Zhan smiled faintly.

If a person is thick-skinned, he is simply shameless.

For example, this person was caught red-handed, but his face was not red and he was not out of breath.

"Fighting is prohibited in the Secret Mansion. You are breaking the rules." Mu Qinghan's tone became even colder.

"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Who saw it?"

"you....."

"Come on, I'll do it."

Before Mu Qinghan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by someone behind him.

It was Zhao Yun who woke up and jumped out of the river. Without saying a word, he went straight to Wei Zhan.

"Ji Hen, this is the secret palace."

Seeing Zhao Yun coming to kill, Wei Zhandun was timid and subconsciously took a step back.

Zhao Yun said nothing, he looked like a ghost, he came towards him in three or two steps, and shouted out with a palm of his hand.

Snapped!

The applause that followed was very loud.

Although Wei Zhan was a true legend, Zhao Yun seemed more terrifying and distorted his face with a palm.

"You..." Wei Zhan Lei was furious.

He was plotting secretly, but this one... actually did it openly.

"Scream, I let you scream."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and slapped him again in a domineering manner.

This palm gave Wei Zhan's face a symmetrical blow.

It’s not over yet.

How could someone like Wei Zhan be missing three consecutive falls?

The three roars were quite pleasant, causing Wei Zhan to fall and become paralyzed.

"You...how dare you ignore the rules."

Wei Zhan opened his mouth, and blood poured out of his mouth as he spoke.

If they had not lost the opportunity and had no time to take action, how could they have suffered such a tragic defeat.

"Noisy." Zhao Yun raised his hand and slapped it again.

Wei Zhan fainted on the spot, his twisted face showing pain and even anger.

After three consecutive falls, it was not just as simple as stomach bloating, but pain all over my body.

"So that you don't have eyesight."

Zhao Yun cursed and raised and lowered his hands.

The so-called raising and lowering hands means sweeping away treasures.

No way...occupational disease.

No matter who was knocked down, it seemed that there was such a process.

Look at his skills, he has become much more skillful, and he is not polite about the treasures he can take away.

Mu Qinghan looked at it and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Just say it! Her younger brother is very talented.

"What's wrong?"

"Where did the boom come from?"

Disciples nearby came one after another.

Seeing this scene, I was stunned for a moment, how bloody it was!

Is that Wei Zhan?

Is that Ji Hen?

Was Wei Zhan disabled by the fall?

Is Ji Hen taking advantage of the situation?

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Yun got up and tied up Wei Zhan with five flowers.

After that, I found a crooked-necked tree and consciously hung this guy on it.

He kept his hand.

If Mu Qinghan hadn't been there, Wei Zhan would have stripped him naked.

Even so, it was enough for Wei Zhan to suffer. He couldn't get out of bed until he had to lie down for ten days and a half.

"Fighting is prohibited in the Secret Mansion, Ji Hen...you are going too far."

I don't know who just drank, and the tone was so righteous.

Don't think that just because you have won first place, you can ignore the rules. If the emperor breaks the law, why should he be guilty like the common people?

Soon, another one was hung on the crooked-neck tree.

Now, the whole place was silent.

At this time, the disciples who were still trying to find a sense of presence have all stopped.

According to Zhao Yun:

To deal with a chirping person, fists are better than anything else.

There were so many disciples present that they were restless, and they were hung up like two chickens... to show to the monkeys.

"go home."

Zhao Yun clapped his hands and greeted Mu Qinghan.

Mu Qinghan coughed dryly and hurriedly followed.

Overall, she was more like a junior sister, while Ji Hen... was more like a senior brother.

"His master may not be kind anymore," Mu Qinghan said.

"He was the one who made the first move." Zhao Yun shrugged.

The worst thing is... I'll get hung up on Yun Yan again.

Anyway, the treasures that were swept away will not be returned.

This is... professional ethics. Once the treasure is in his pocket, no one will give it to him.

"Be low-key." Mu Qinghan laughed dryly.

"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled and took off his shoes.

After three days of comprehending the Earth Spirit Mantra, he had gained some of its essence.

If the artistic conception had not dissipated, he would have continued to comprehend.

Not to mention, he took off his shoes and walked barefoot on the ground. He felt the weight of the earth even more, and the breath was warm and genial. After running the pirated mentality of the performance, there was still a trace of the power of the earth, sinking into the soles of his feet, like Wisps of clear spring poured into his body, and his whole body, limbs, bones, internal organs, and meridians all felt a coolness. It felt very wonderful.

"The power of the earth... is indeed mysterious." Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

The pirated mental method is a pirated earth magic spell, and it cannot compare with the spirit tribe women.

That's the real thing.

However, he was in no hurry.

The essence has been obtained for the first time, and it will take a lot of practice in the future. If you refine this method and stand on the ground, you will have an endless stream of power. If you can't beat it, you will die. With the addition of Wuhun Danhai, the same level I'm afraid no one can consume more energy than him. Naturally, the outliers like Daxia Longfei are not included in this category. The nine-tailed fairy fox's true energy is extremely majestic, and its power will absolutely crush it if it is beaten.

"Junior brother, you..."

Mu Qinghan was stunned and looked at Zhao Yun's feet in confusion.

Aren't you afraid of pricking your feet if you don't wear shoes and go barefoot?

"Down-to-earth." Zhao Yun's response was serious and thoughtful.

Indeed, it is very down-to-earth. Walking barefoot on the ground makes you feel the kindness of the earth.

Mu Qinghan laughed dryly. People said that his junior brother was not normal, but now she started to believe it.

"Xuan Tian's Heart Technique." Here, Zhao Yun has stuffed an ancient scroll.

"This is too expensive." Mu Qinghan hurriedly shied away. This was a heaven-level technique.

"Family, don't be so polite. Hurry up and put it away before anyone sees it." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

Mu Qinghan couldn't resist, so he hurriedly put it away.

Heaven-level skills cannot be known to outsiders, as they may lead to death.

"Thank you." Mu Qinghan smiled sweetly.

Junior brother is really a nice person. He is as precious as the Purple Tears Soldier Crystal. You can give it away whenever you ask.

Now, it was another heaven-level skill, and it was the first time she had seen such a generous person.

"I said, why doesn't he wear shoes?"

"With his abnormal mind, you still expect him to act normally?"

"You're really good at scolding me."

I met many disciples on the road, and I saw Zhao Yun's bare feet even a long way away.

There was a lot of discussion and strange looks. Do you really have no money to buy shoes? No way!

Even the two old men guarding the secret mansion raised their eyebrows.

Especially the old black man, who wanted to get together to study it.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun was as fast as a thunderbolt, dragging Mu Qinghan and ran over. The black old man was not very good at hygiene. He picked his feet and even stroked his beard. The smell of his stinky feet made him want to cry.

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.

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