True Martial World

"Small frost, I can teach you, all in the sword tricks of these few months, how much you can understand, just look at yourself."

Yi Yun used this period of time to transfer all of Qingyangjun's inheritance and his own understanding of Qingyangjun's inheritance to the Qingchi Jianpai.

Of course, Yi Yun's chaos and the law of destruction and time and space are unique to him. Especially the former, even if Yi Yun wants to teach, others can't learn.

After Yi Yun destroyed the Seven Star Road Palace, he had already stayed in the Qingchi Jianpai for a full ten months. In the past ten months, he also read all the notes left by Yao Shen, and all of them were remembered. It is.

He found three feasible ways to treat Lingxie, and among the three methods, the roots of the Red Ding are still indispensable.

Yi Yun feels that he should leave, he can do it, and Jian Wufeng’s help for him, he also repaid some.

As for Qing Yangjun's last wish, he needs to go to the market to complete it. Now, he is obviously far from Baiyue's opponent.

"Easy brother, are you leaving?"

When I heard what Yi Yun said, Jian Xiaoshuang had a hunch.

"Yes, I am leaving, and I am going to Heaven and Earth."

"Wanwu Tianfu..." Jian Xiaoshuang looked awkward, and her heart was a bit stunned. She wanted to improve her strength as soon as possible. To say that catching up with Yi Yun, of course impossible, but at least qualified to go out and practice, she will be closer to Yi Yun, and there are more likely to meet in the future.

"Then I will inform Master and Shi Bo."

"No, your Master and Shibo have been closed before. They are retreating this time, maybe they can break through the Supreme, and don't bother them."

The original sword is not easy to play and the sword has no front. It is already a foothold in the realm of the Supreme People. It is only a layer of diaphragm. A few months ago, after they completed the complete inheritance of Qingyang Jun, this layer of diaphragm finally has to Was broken.

Once the sword is not easy to step into the realm of the Supreme Master with the sword, the Qingchi Swordsman with two sages will also rank among the top sects in the Zhongzhou Tianfu without the prince, knowing that it was under the jurisdiction of the ninth Six states, the vast majority of the Rocks family in the territory, but there are only a handful of honorable people.

In this way, Yi Yun does not have to worry about the safety of the Qingchi Jianpai.

"Small frost, I am leaving. I will see you next time. I don't know how much your kendo will improve. Maybe at that time, you will be a sage."

Yi Yun smiled slightly, Xiaoshuang was his sister, and he would take care of Jian Xiaoshuang if possible.

"Ok."

Jian Xiaoshuang nodded hard, and Yi Yun teared open the space and disappeared into the space node.

This is also the character of Yi Yun. He likes to leave quietly, without rituals and farewells.

Only half a day later, Yi Yun once again came to the funeral sand sea. There was no such thing as a fire of the evil spirits and the world of the original medicine god. The pure yang of the funeral sand sea has become weaker and lighter. Yi Yun believes that it can't be used. In a few years, it will start to rain here. After a hundred years, it is not surprising that it has become a lush forest.

Yi Yun light car familiar road found the underground palace that he built originally, the mind moved, Yi Yun broke open the soil, the body quickly fell tens of thousands of feet.

"Peng!"

When the earth and stone broke open, Yi Yun entered the big array. He just came to the room of Ruer. Ruer took a shower just a quarter of an hour ago, and there was still water drops on the hair. She was finishing the room and saw Yi. The cloud appeared, letting Ruer’s eyes wide open.

"Easy... Easy Brother, you are back."

Yi Yun said that he may have left for a few years, but now he is back in less than a year.

In this year, the people of the Chi Ding faction are learning some of the secrets of the exercises that Yi Yun left behind, which are all eye-opening.

Ruer is even more hungry, and with the help of medicinal herbs and relics, her strength has improved a lot, and she is reluctant to leave here.

"Yes, come back, let's go back to the Ding Ding!"

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Because it is located in the center of Yangshen Emperor, and with many domestic space nodes, it has developed into one of the largest Tianfu of the Emperor Yangtian. The power here is intricate and master.

Once the masters get more, the competition between the region and the territory will be extraordinarily fierce.

Everything in Tianfu has exactly the best quality of Lingshan and Lingmai, so that many of the great gates of the Emperor Tiantian have opened up in the Tianfu Tianfu, which makes the core of the Tianfu Tianfu, called the Tiger Dragon.

As for the Chi Ding faction, of course, they are not qualified to enter the core of the Tianfu Tianfu. They are only on the edge of the Tianfu Tianfu, which is a small piece of aura.

Even this mountain range, the Red Ding faction can not monopolize. When Yi Yun came to this Lingshan, he perceives the radiation and sees one after another, after a small sect, it is a bit stunned. Generally, a sect will occupy a whole piece. The mountains, a lot of sects, are really rare, and the scenes in front of them are almost the same as those in the market.

"The Zongmen here is a little more..." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. "The Dingding faction is too small. Only a few dozen small gates can unite to stand up."

The competition for all things is too fierce. It is also because of this that the Red Ding faction is particularly important. If a sect is not a master, the site will be swallowed up quickly.

"This is our Chi Ding faction." The middle-aged Dahan and other Ding Ding disciples came to a valley with Yi Yun.

Yi Yun looked at it at first glance, the valley is lush and the scenery is very charming. There was a layer of fog in front of the valley, which was the **** of the Red Ding. However, this kind of formation is much rougher than the ancient swords of the Qingchi Jianpai.

"Well? Uncle Shi is back! Xiaoru Shimei!"

"I thought that you can return soon, how can you go so long?"

When the middle-aged Dahan and other people appeared, several disciples immediately welcomed them with excitement.

When the middle-aged Dahan ventured to the funeral sands of Zhongzhou Tianfu, they sought Tianbao Dibao to cure the disease. It was said that they had great hopes.

"Yeah, we are back." Middle-aged Dahan and others are also very excited.

But after sweeping the sect, the middle-aged man frowned at once: "No one in the door. Where did Ouyang elders go?"

The eyes of the disciples suddenly felt sad, and the face showed a depressed look. A disciple sighed and said: "We are going to tell the uncle that because the uncle has not returned, Ouyang elders speculate that you should be everything. I didn’t find it, I didn’t have a face to come back, maybe it’s awkward... I’m falling outside...”

The disciple said that he quietly looked at the middle-aged man and saw that the other side was gloomy, but without anger, he continued: "Because of this, Euyang elders took many people away, and later the disciples left. A lot, when they left, they took a lot of things from the martial art, and we couldn’t stop it. Now the few wooden tables and chairs in the door have been evacuated by them."

Xiaoru and others listened, they were very angry. Many disciples couldn’t stand it. They wanted to find the elders of Ouyang to seek revenge, but the middle-aged man just sighed and said: "Forget it, it is not worth anything. Take things away, take them away. If those people want to go, there is no need to stay."

"Predecessors, let you see a joke." The middle-aged man turned to Yi Yun bitterly smile.

"Does your doorkeeper have something to do?" Yi Yun asked. He did not care about the rise and fall of this small martial art. He did not care about his trip. If the root of the soul was taken away, he would have to chase the elder Ouyang.

"This is no problem, the door owner is protected by the law, and those disciples, including the elders of Ouyang, can not be broken." The woman in black said.

"Yeah. Then I will go see his situation." Yi Yun said.

"Yes, my seniors please." The middle-aged man said.

The disciples saw the middle-aged man and the black woman talking to Yi Yun, only to find that they brought an outsider back this time, and the man was too young, but he was called a predecessor by two uncles.

This guy, what is it?

They felt confused and followed the middle-aged man to the underground secret room where the doorkeeper was sleeping. This chamber was protected by the array of layers, driving this array of methods, but it consumed a lot of stone of the world every day.

"It's here, this big array needs me to join hands with Song Shimei to open, and Ouyangbo can't move here."

The middle-aged Dahan voice just fell, and I saw the Yiyun figure swaying. I have already passed through the guardian array of the secret room and went straight into the secret room.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Yun waved with his hand, and the whole squad trembled fiercely, sending out a strong volatility.

Before seeing the soul root, Yi Yun was always worried, until he walked into the battlefield, and after the gods swept away and found the root of the soul, he let go of his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged Han and others who are still outside the Chamber of Secrets are all dumbfounded.

Although I know that Yi Yun is very powerful, but they use an ancient array to set up the array, every day they do not hesitate to consume a lot of world stones to maintain their operation, such a top-class protective array of the Red Ding, for Yi Yun It is not much harder than going through a threshold.

This gives the middle-aged man a feeling of sighing in the heart of his heart. What else can this young man not do...

The middle-aged Han rushed to open the Chamber of Secrets and entered the Chamber of Secrets along with other disciples.

On the stone bed here, there is a middle-aged man with a pale complexion. If his temper is here, he will definitely think he is dead.

Yi Yun silently reached out and found a short length of fingers from the middle-aged man's arms. It looked like a dark wooden root. This wooden root was inconspicuous, but with it, Yi Yun could feel the inexplicable calm down. .

This is the root of the soul. In the 12th Emperor's Day, it is definitely a treasure of heaven and earth. If you are known about its true value, don't say a red Ding, even all the gates of this mountain range, I am afraid Washed by blood.

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