Fairy Winner

　　　　 Without hesitation, Zhou Shu sternly said, "This kind of pill is of no use to us practitioners, it is best to destroy it.

　　 "Uh, this idea fits well."

Guo Tianzhao was startled slightly, and quickly nodded, and said sincerely, "But the Three Corpse Evil Pills are also very precious and rare. It would be a pity to ruin them. There are many good alchemists in the Dutch School. From it, we can find out what is beneficial to the practitioner and turn it into their own use."

　　 Zhou Shu pondered for a while, "Let the peak master handle it."

　　 Guo Tianzhao, as a senior member of the sect, has such a normal thought. If Zhou Shu is in his place, he will do the same, but for Zhou Shu now, it is most appropriate to say that it is destroyed.

　　 Guo Tianzhao smiled, "Very well, I will give you enough rewards as compensation for sending medicinal pills to Zongmen."

　　 "Thank you, Peak Master."

　　 "This is what you deserve, Zhou Shu, you have repeatedly surprised me. I hope you will enter the inner door as soon as possible and play a greater role for the Dutch school."

　　 Guo Tianzhao slightly chin his head, and he is quite satisfied.

Only a small part of the satisfaction is due to Zhou Shu’s talents, and more because of the Three Corpse Evil Pills. This mysterious pill is extremely precious to the alchemist. If Elder Jin can study anything from it, it will be very valuable to the Netherlands. Music school must have great benefits.

When he descended from Chuiyun Peak, Zhou Shu’s contribution jade medal had an additional 17,000 contribution points. This was a reward for the mission, as well as compensation for the Three Corpse Evil Pill, plus the previous ones, there are now a total of six Wan, the distance from the one hundred thousand to enter the inner door is not too big.

　　 In addition to contributions, there is also a Kaiyang Pill in his storage bag.

It is not the evil spirit pill used by the living dead to deceive, but the real Kaiyang Pill, which is very rare and contains rich spiritual energy. It is especially suitable for practitioners in the refining realm. If the practitioner completely absorbs it, it can improve cultivation by almost one level for.

The 　　 Spirit Beast Bag has also been compensated, and it is a Tier 3 Spirit Beast Bag, which has a space of tens of meters, and even has a pool and a bamboo forest. Rolling in it can be regarded as a shotgun exchange, and living conditions have been greatly improved.

　　 This made Xiao Gun quite excited, rolling around in the bamboo forest, unable to stop at all.

　　 descended the peak, Zhou Shu immediately went to the hidden sword pavilion.

　　 The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion still looks like that, but in the square where fallen leaves are flying, there is no Xu Lie, but another person standing.

　　 Li Aojian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, his expression was quite dull, without the arrogance of the past.

　　 Zhou Shu didn't realize it was strange, but he didn't bother, and planned to walk around.

　　 After only a few steps, Li Aojian turned around and looked at Zhou Shu blankly, "Xiao Zhou, what are you doing here?"

　　 Zhou Shu smiled and stopped, "I still have to ask what are you doing here, are you in a daze here?"

　　 Li Aojian shook his head, "I'm thinking about it."

"what is the problem?"

Li Aojian opened his slightly swollen eyes, and said in despair, "The sword problem. I have practiced the First Sword Technique for a long time. Although I have practiced very well in the eyes of others, I know that I am far from touching the sword. The essence of the tactic, let alone the sword intent. But since I came here, I have a feeling that this place should be very helpful for comprehending the essence, but I can't tell how it helps."

　　 "So you are thinking hard here? Seeing your eyes are red, I'm afraid I have been thinking for a few days?"

　　 Zhou Shu understood very well that the cultivator would often fall into this state and touch a little bit, but the profoundness is so profound that he can't think hard.

　　 "Seven days," Li Aojian nodded, "but I still don't have a clue."

　　 Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Think slowly, if you can't be anxious, maybe you will have an epiphany in a moment."

　　 He has never learned a sword tactic, even if he has learned it, he can’t just give pointers. The sword tactic is different from the mental method. Every practitioner has a different understanding. Basically, he can really enter the Tao after he has a thorough understanding.

　　 Li Aojian thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, I don't want to for the time being. Now that you are here, are you interested in a sword?"

　　 He stared at Zhou Shu with anticipation in his eyes.

　　 Zhou Shu heard the sound and said, "I have this intention."

　　 More than a year since I started, the two have never officially played against each other, and they have been a little bit tickled. At this time, Zhou Shu also had a deep understanding of Sword Art. It was Jian Feng opponent.

　　 "Come on, you and I don't want to stay, maybe you can get some insights from it."

　　 Li Aojian raised his hand, the long sword trembled slightly, making the sound of the piano. The long sword in his hand is a wooden sword for practice.

　　 Zhou Shu also took out the wooden sword, and the two stood facing each other several feet apart.

　　 Li Aojian raised his sword and pointed it at Zhou Shu, his momentum was as steady as a mountain, forming a sharp contrast with the falling leaves around him.

　　 Zhou Shu looked at Li Aojian, slightly surprised.

　　 Li Aojian and the sword in his hand seem to be full of flaws, but there are no flaws on closer inspection, it seems that no matter where he attacks, he can easily block outside.

　　 Sword power, the sword is powerful, it is difficult to do without being immersed in the sword for many years.

　　 Based on this alone, Li Aojian is already stronger than Zhou Shu.

　　 Zhou Shu darkly nodded, and handed out the long sword like a torrential rain. The rain hit the green lotus, and the sword light continued to fly towards Li Aojian.

　　 There was a sudden bang.

　　 It seemed that there had been countless explosions, and the surrounding leaves were all torn to shreds, and even the air became distorted.

　　 This is not a collision between sword and sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but a confrontation between swords.

　　Every sword light has similar spiritual powers, and this happens when the needle tip meets the wheat light.

In the sound of 　　, Li Aojian groaned slightly.

　　 had actually practiced the Jiyu Sword Art to this level within a few months, and the other disciples who started together were simply incomparable. This Zhou Shu is worthy of being a fellow of the first-class comprehension.

　　On Sword Art, among these fellows, I'm afraid that only I can fight him.

　　 He looked at Zhou Shu, his fighting spirit became more and more intense.

　　 Zhou Shu had the same eagerness in his eyes, and the sword light rose again, flooding Li Aojian like a tide.

　　 is still hitting the green lotus in the shower, back and forth, Zhou Shu used it 20 times!

　　 And Li Aojian, like a hill in a rainstorm, stays still in spite of the wind and rain.

Snapped!

　　 In the sword rain, a transparent sword light pierced through the heavy rain and stab towards Zhou Shu.

　　 Jianmang was plain and unremarkable, but the speed reached its extreme. At this moment, Zhou Shu felt inevitable, as if he would stab himself in any way.

　　 "Is this the sword of Yi Zhan Jian Jue, it is really strong, I am afraid that this sword contains all the spiritual power of Lao Li."

　　 Zhou Shu didn't panic, holding his breath, and for a while, countless torrential rains retracted at the same time, turning into a thick water mist.

　　Under the obstruction of the heavy rain, Jianmang's speed became slower and slower.

　　 seems to be stagnant.

　　 But suddenly, the light began to shine!

　　 The sword light grew up suddenly and turned into a one-foot-long sharp blade, slashing out from top to bottom.

　　 Even the air seemed to be torn apart, and ripples appeared faintly.

　　 Cut!