Eternal gate

At night, the room was brightly lit with candles.

Zhao Yun held the treasure map in one hand and the lampstand in the other, and searched on the map again. Different from the previous times, this time the treasure map was correct.

Thinking about it now, I couldn't help but cough.

No wonder I couldn't find it before. I held the map backwards. It's no wonder I could find it.

"Wulongyuan."

At some point, his eyes shined brightly, look! After holding the map correctly, I found it. It was not far from Wanggu City, about five hundred miles.

"Make it easy for me to find."

Zhao Yun smiled, and after identifying it, he picked up the treasure map.

I have made a decision and will go tomorrow.

Before you go, you have to take a big sack with you, um, to hold the silver.

Kaka!

While I was watching, I suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the roof.

Obviously, there's someone up there.

Zhao Yun carried the wine flask invisibly, and by the way, he glanced at the small spirit bead in his arms. It was glowing with cyan light, and it should be a true spiritual realm.

Soon, a tile was uncovered.

Then, there was a wisp of green smoke, coming in and out, exuding a charming fragrance. It was poisonous mist, and it was still a very overbearing poison. The smell of it made the head dizzy.

"This is to kill someone!"

Zhao Yun thought to himself, and took a sip of wine as if nothing had happened. The animal fire in his body overflowed, pouring into the major meridians, burning out all the poisonous mist he inhaled.

Just like that, the poisonous mist was still blowing in wisps.

Look at the man on the roof again. He is wearing night clothes and has his face covered.

Judging from the slender figure, she must be a woman.

To be precise, it was the female assassin Youlan. After waiting for many days and not seeing Zhao Yun go out, she had no choice but to come and assassinate him. A body with broken veins and poisonous mist was enough.

Zhao Yun covered his forehead and pretended to stumble.

At that moment, he suddenly turned around and hit the roof with a palm.

"Martial arts cultivator?"

When Youlan saw this, she was caught off guard and fled in a hurry.

boom!

A big hole was opened in the roof, and bricks and rubble were flying everywhere.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun, like a ghost, passed through the big hole in the roof and jumped onto the roof.

"The information is wrong."

Youlan thought to herself, the moment before Zhao Yun rushed to the roof, he turned around and left, what an assassin! The important thing is to kill with one strike. If the assassination fails, they need to escape as soon as possible. After all, they are not good at head-to-head confrontation.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, stepped on the steps of the God of Wind, and chased after him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two of them were moving very fast, like two black shadows flying over the wall one behind the other.

"It's so late at night, you must be sick!"

The yelling started, and too many people were awakened from their dreams.

"What a familiar figure."

Zhao Yun whispered, he was sure that the person who assassinated him was a woman, and she looked familiar at first glance, as if he had seen her before somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"What a fast movement."

Ahead, Youlan Dun couldn't hold her head back, and her mood was not calm. Not only was the information wrong, it was too bad. Not only was Zhao Yun not a waste, he was also a martial artist with superb physical skills. She was caught off guard.

The sound of the sword was piercing, and three sword energy shot out from behind.

Without looking, she jumped off the eaves and entered the dark alley.

"Human!"

When Zhao Yun caught up with him, Youlan was nowhere to be seen. She was standing alone on the roof, frowning. She sent the True Spirit Realm to assassinate him, obviously not knowing the secret of his cultivation. The most important thing was that he looked at that figure from the back, and it was indeed familiar to him.

Youlan also has this feeling.

It's a shame that he didn't catch up. It would be so embarrassing if he recognized the other party.

"Master."

Reckless and the others were also chasing after them. There had been a lot of movement just now, so they were naturally awakened. However, they were not as fast as Zhao Yun, so they chased all the way before catching up.

The calmest one was the old man in sackcloth.

That guy slept the most soundly. He knew there was an assassin and was too lazy to bother with him.

"Nothing, just rest!"

Zhao Yun smiled, waved his hand gently, and was the first to turn around.

Everyone followed.

When we returned to the room, it was a mess. The old man in sackcloth had kicked a big hole in the wall, and he had blasted a big hole in the roof. You could still see the stars while standing in the room.

It's quiet at night.

Zhao Yun prepared his luggage, including explosive charms and pills. He found the place where the treasure was hidden, and he had to get all the treasures back.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine pours down.

Zhao Yun got up quite early and carried the package out of the room.

Head on, you see Daydream.

This little money fan got up earlier than him. When he saw him, his big eyes flashed, and those eyes perfectly revealed three words: fight.

"If something happens, let's wait for another day."

Zhao Yun said casually and walked out, eager to find treasure!

"If you beat me at the same level, I will teach you a secret technique!"

"Come." Zhao Yun, who had walked to the door, turned back.

The change in his face caught even the little money fan off guard.

Then the sound of swords sounded, and there was another great competition of swordsmanship. The sword energy radiated out, leaving sword marks on the old trees in the garden and on the surrounding walls.

"This sword technique is much more sophisticated than before."

Zhao Yun muttered, "The girl from a big family is indeed not a fool. She also understands the sword skills, and is not limited to sword moves. She uses them as she sees them."

"A really motivated little guy."

The old man in sackcloth went out, stretched and yawned, and leaned on the railing again. He had never doubted his talent for daydreaming. He had not been idle in the past two days. Although he spent most of the time counting money, he did not neglect his martial arts.

"Two monsters."

The fat little black man clicked his tongue, clutched his waist, and walked with a limp. In terms of recovery ability, he was far inferior to Zhao Yun. It had been two days and he was still hurting his muscles and bones.

"Little fat boy." The old man in sackcloth hooked his hand.

Niu Hong looked left and right and confirmed that he was being called, so he ran over.

When it was over, he was bled.

This old guy is also a motivated person. He didn't think about eating early in the morning and just asked for it on the spot. He just wanted to study Niu Hong's bloodline.

"You should go to Zhao Yun and ask for an explosive talisman."

Niu Hong wiped away the blood from his nose and spoke with sincerity. Fortunately, he didn't have an explosive talisman, otherwise he would definitely blow you up in the old man's face.

"Bloodline is as mysterious as it is truly mysterious."

The old man in sackcloth ignored it, holding the drop of blood in his palm, looking at it again and again.

To this day, I still don’t know where it came from.

That's right, the world is so big and there are so many special bloodlines. Not all of them have been seen before. If Niu Hong's bloodline awakens, maybe he can get some clues from it.

Bang! pound! Sonorous!

While the two were chatting, the fight below continued and the battle was in full swing.

In the same level battle, Xiaocai Fan was defeated again.

She has to be talented, but there is someone else, far less evil than Zhao Yun.

Zheng! Zheng!

Although the competition came to an end and all the little money fans left, Zhao Yun did not stop. He held the Zixiao in his hand, closed his eyes and let it dance out of thin air, making a harsh clang sound.

"Is it true that you have an epiphany?"

The old man in sackcloth clasped his hands in his hands, sighing and clicking his tongue.

"What a mysterious swordsmanship."

People also gathered around, their eyes sparkling, and they gathered to watch Zhao Yun play with the sword.

What the old man in sackcloth said was right, Zhao Yun had another epiphany.

As a result, the competition was over, and he danced out of thin air for more than three hours. Sometimes the sword moves were complicated, sometimes simple, but each move was changeable. The most important thing was the meaning. What he understood was the sword's sword. meaning.

At some point, he stopped.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were much deeper, and there was actually a flash of sword light.

In addition, there was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Dancing the sword out of thin air, he was not unmatched. He was fighting with himself, and was injured by the sword. The way he mastered the sword was indeed surprising.

"The art of transformation is passed on to you."

The little money fan puffed his mouth and waved, and an ancient scroll flew through the air.

Zhao Yun smiled and raised his hand to take it.

Then, he showed everyone well what it means to defy the heavens. With one step, he changed his form and turned into a burly man. After taking two steps, his form changed again, and the big man looked like an old man. In three steps, he transformed from an old man into a graceful woman.

"This guy is cheating!"

The fat little black man clicked his tongue, but he only had one stick of incense, how could he learn so quickly?

"It's too evil."

Reckless and the others also grinned and sighed, even the little money fanatic was no exception.

"What a talent! It's a good thing."

The old man in sackcloth smoothed his beard and spoke earnestly, with a look of surprise and embarrassment. How many days had he learned the art of transformation when he was Zhao Yun's age? This one is lucky, he does it one step at a time, like a magic trick.

"What a secret."

Zhao Yun chuckled, the secret technique passed down by the great family is indeed extraordinary. With this secret technique by your side, you don't need any mask, you can just transform.

"Master, the young lady is here."

Just as he was talking, Yang Da jogged in.

This is quite a surprise.

When Zhao Yun looked, Liu Ruxin had already come in, and the little maid Yu'er was very well-behaved and supported her master all the way for fear of falling.

"Okay, another one."

The old man in linen clothes was surprised and had a strange look on his face. How could there be so many special bloodlines in this small Forgotten City? There was a little money fan, a little black fat man, Liu Ruyue, and now, the blind Liu Ruxin was also the same. However, The bloodline has not been awakened yet, and no bloodline can be seen.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Yun had already stepped forward and took Liu Ruxin's hand. She seemed to be his wife, whom he hadn't seen for many days. The little girl with a sallow face and thin skin in his memory had changed a lot when he saw her again. She was gentle and quiet, and she was small and cute. , paired with a plain dress, really looks like the green lotus in the pond.

"Come...see you."

Liu Ruxin whispered, lowering her head and lowering her eyes, and speaking carefully. The inch of light in the darkness was her husband, and she, who was blind, felt humble and unworthy of the young master of the Zhao family from the beginning to the end. .

"Aren't you okay? Go get busy!"

Niu Hongdian Dian'er ran over and pushed Zhao Yun. The meaning was very obvious. It's your business. I will take care of your younger brother and sister, and I will make sure they are fat.

Zhao Yun's kick was still very domineering.

Since my wife is here, let’s stay here! Let’s put off treasure hunting later!

In the backyard, a small attic was built.

Liu Ruxin stayed, and so did the little maid Yu'er. Compared to the Zhao family, it seemed more comfortable here. At least, it was quiet.

After asking, I found out that Zhao Yuan was still in retreat.

Zhao Yun had already expected this. Seclusion was for cultivation, and he wanted to hide in peace. As a small family, there were intrigues and intrigues, and they had a lot of worries all day long.

The old man in sackcloth is here.

This old guy seems to be very free today. When he came, he walked back and forth with his hands in his hands. Most of the time, he was looking at Liu Ruxin, and of course he was looking at her blood. If Zhao Yun hadn't been here, he would probably have taken out a drop of hers. Blood.

"Liu Cangkong, you are a real talent!"

His lament could only be heard by himself. Both daughters have special bloodlines. Liu Ruyue is of the bloodline of Tianling, while Liu Ruxin is still unknown.