On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the cold wind is still biting, and the whistling north wind carries clusters of cotton-like snowflakes, which are scattered on the vast Muyue Mountains. The formerly lush Muyue Mountains are now covered in snow, and they are no longer covered in snow.

It has a somewhat cool and noble charm.

A horse is galloping on the winding mountain road covered with thin snow. The horse has a long mane and a strong body. It is all white without a trace of color. On the back of the broad horse lies a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.

Tsing Yi, with a steady figure, looks like an expert horseman who has been immersed in equestrian skills for many years. The horses are like meteors and arrows, one person and one horse are rushing towards the Bright Moon Peak like lightning.

"Senior Brother Feiyun is back!"

"Senior Brother Feiyun is back!"

I don’t know who was the first to shout. Feiyun, who had just got off the horse, was surrounded by a dozen disciples with excited expressions. There were even some disciples who were a little further away who were trotting towards here.

Come.

"Senior Brother Feiyun! I finally broke through to the second level of Xiangxi Art! Please teach me Liuyun Sword Technique!"

"Tch, I've just broken through to the second level and I want to learn the Liuyun Sword! Senior Brother Feiyun, ignore him. I feel like I'm about to break through to the third level recently. Senior Brother, please give me some guidance when you have time!"

"Senior Brother Feiyun, my meridians always feel a little blocked when I practice recently..."

"Senior Brother Feiyun, I..."

A group of half-grown teenagers surrounded Feiyun, all of them chattering and wanting Feiyun to teach him martial arts.

There is actually an uncle on Bright Moon Peak who is responsible for teaching new disciples entry-level martial arts. However, that uncle is usually too strict and is already over forty years old, but his skills are at the ninth level of Xiangxi Art like Feiyun.

In fact, if divided by skill, those who can practice the acquired skill of Yangxi Jue to the first to fourth levels are third-rate warriors, the fifth to seventh levels are second-rate warriors, the eighth to tenth levels are first-rate warriors, and the innate masters above the tenth level

Even the entire Liu Kingdom can't make up the number of ten. As for Xiantian and higher up, it is the legendary Transformation Realm Martial Saint.

When the Kongwu sect was glorious in the past, there were powerful people in the transformation realm, but that was sixty or seventy years ago. Today is different from the past. Nowadays, there are only three masters with innate strength in the sect.

Looking at it this way, the strength of the first-class martial artist, the uncle, is not weak. After all, most of the heads of famous martial arts families in the world are only at the ninth or tenth level of acquired skills. Even the Kongwu Sect

Among the several peak masters here, there are also some who have been stuck in the tenth level of the day after tomorrow for more than ten years.

But even though his uncle's strength is good, he can't compete with others! After all, senior brother Feiyun is handsomer, younger than him, and has a better temper than him. More importantly, Feiyun is the peak master's direct disciple.

He possesses many powerful martial arts that even his masters and uncles have no chance to learn. Among them, the Liuyun Sword Technique that makes new disciples covet is Feiyun's signature martial arts.

At the beginning, Feiyun only gave occasional advice to the juniors when they were practicing martial arts. As time went by, maybe because everyone saw that Feiyun was very easy to talk to, everyone gradually became more courageous, and people often came to ask for advice. As for the problems of the juniors,

Feiyun always answered questions patiently, which not only saved them a lot of detours, but also made them gradually regard Feiyun as a role model in their minds.

Feiyun has been going down the mountain for several months this time. The junior brothers who had been waiting so hard for Feiyun were almost disappointed, and they had accumulated a lot of questions and couldn't wait to ask him.

Seeing the chattering among his fellow disciples, Feiyun felt helpless and had no choice but to tell everyone that he had to go to the Peak Master to recover his life first and would discuss other matters later.

Everyone was very disappointed, but they didn't dare to delay the peak master's affairs, so they had to leave reluctantly.

Feiyun saw that everyone finally dispersed, smiled helplessly, turned around and tied up the horse, and planned to go to the master, but when he turned around, he found that there was still a person standing in front of him.

"Didn't I tell you to wait until tomorrow if you have any questions?" Feiyun frowned and sounded a little unhappy. The master's injury was getting worse day by day. The sooner he brought the medicinal materials back, the sooner he could ease the master's pain.

Injury.

"No, it's not...this is for you!" A somewhat panicked female voice sounded, the voice was clear and pleasant, and a bit shy.

Feiyun was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he realized that the person in front of him was Sun Yuantong. He saw her with her head lowered, a few strands of temple hair hanging by her ears, her round face flushed, and a pair of white and fat little fleshy hands reaching towards him.

An object was stuffed into his arms, then he turned around and ran away.

He took out what was stuffed into his arms and saw that it was a silk white handkerchief with a crimson cloud embroidered on it. The embroidery work was exquisite and very beautiful.

Feiyun hesitated for a moment, then put away the handkerchief, started using Qinggong and quickly rushed to the master's residence.

Feiyun brought back the last two medicinal materials, and the materials required for the secret medicine that Hu Yizhi wanted to prepare were finally gathered.

After a few days, Hu Yizhi suddenly called several disciples into the room.

Liu Xiaolu and the other three stood in a row at the table, bowing and waiting. Hu Yizhi was still wearing a plain white gown, with a silver-white cloak on the outside. His long waist-length hair was fixed with a simple white jade hairpin.

On the back of his head, his face was still a little pale, but the greenness on his face was much lighter, and some blood could finally be seen on his thin cheeks.

"I was not feeling very well as a teacher a while ago. I haven't considered your cultivation progress for a long time. Have you encountered any problems in cultivation recently?" Hu Yizhi held a tea cup in his hand, leaning on the seat and looking at it clearly.

He appeared to be a cool and cold person, but he always spoke softly and softly to his disciples.

Feiyun has been running around in the mountains for the past few months and doesn't have much time to practice, so he doesn't plan to ask anything.

Luo Lin, on the other hand, bowed respectfully, "Master, I have reached the peak of the sixth level in cultivation, but I have tried several times in the past half month and still can't break through. Every time I get to the last minute, I always feel a little weak."

"Hmm." Hu Yizhi took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, stood up, went to a cabinet beside the bed, took out a small jade bottle and handed it to Luo Lin, "Taking it before exercising can help you break through the bottleneck."

Liu Xiaolu looked around and saw a note on the small jade bottle with three small characters written on it - Lingxi San.

Liu Xiaolu's eyes lit up, this is the legendary Lingxi Powder? I heard that this medicine not only has an excellent effect in assisting cultivation, but also can strengthen the body, relax muscles and cut marrow when taken for a long time. This is simply the elixir that all warriors dream of.

ah!

Although the master had given her several bottles of elixir before, except for the fact that she felt less hungry during the few days after taking the medicine, it didn't seem to have any special effect. It was not as powerful as this Lingxi Powder.

Liu Xiaolu looked at Hu Yizhi eagerly, expecting him to take out a few more bottles of Lingxi Powder, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any more movements from Hu Yizhi, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Alas, it’s no wonder that the master is partial. Luo Lin is practicing so fast that she is about to reach the seventh level the day after tomorrow, and she still doesn’t know when she will be able to break through to the third level.

Stinky Luolin, trying to break through is not a doubt in cultivation! This must be to show off! It must be!!!

Liu Xiaolu was lowering her head and cursing sourly when she suddenly heard the master call her name.

"Little deer, what about you?"

Her? What's wrong with her? Apart from her extremely slow progress in cultivation, there's nothing else.

After thinking for a while, Liu Xiaolu replied: "Master, it's nothing else. It's just that since I broke through to the second level, I get hungry more easily."

Luo Lin: "???"

Feiyun: "..."
Chapter completed!