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Author: Waterways are not lonely

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After one hour.

A bright moon hangs in the sky, and the night practice of Xuanyang Sect has just ended.

After the night practice, all the disciples of Xuanyang Sect went back to bed, and there was no one on duty who should have been guarding the guest room.

Zhou Chengyong frowned and returned to the guest room, and saw Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu two uncles standing outside the guest room waiting for him.

"Have you been back yet?" Zhou Chengyong asked.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu shook their heads at the same time.

"Why haven't come back after discussing for so long?"

"Don't be impatient, go back to sleep." Zhao Yugou said.

Zhao Yuqu also nodded, signaling Zhou Chengyong not to worry.

Zhou Chengyong looked at the two of them, then turned around and walked into his room.

The next day.

It's not dawn yet.

Zhou Chengyong was awakened by the sound of boxing practice in the martial arts training ground.

He put on his clothes, opened the door, walked out of the room, and headed towards the martial arts training ground.

Just like last night.

More than 70 disciples of Xuanyang Sect were uniformly practicing boxing in Chaoyang.

"The sun fist is like fire, the heart fire is boiling, the blood is refined like plasma, the qi and blood are rushing, and the heart is a dam."

As the prologues began to recite, the boxing techniques of the seventy-two disciples gradually became fierce and fierce.

Each punch made a thunderous sound, shaking the ground.

Zhou Chengyong stood quietly at the edge of the martial arts training ground, his eyes scanning every disciple.

He saw that some of the disciples were not very strong, but they practiced extremely seriously.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu fell to Zhou Chengyong, and they didn't sleep at all last night.

"The qualifications of these disciples are not very good." Zhou Chengyong said.

"It's not just not very good. The bald bear king who led the fist is a waste of the four spiritual roots." Zhao Yugou said.

"How did my uncle know?"

"You got up late. Before these guys practice boxing, the bald man said something passionate. The content was probably that he had four spiritual roots. Everyone said that he had no hope of practicing, but he was not convinced and practiced the Taiji of Xuanyang Sect.

The divine fist finally broke through the shackles and has now practiced to the ninth level of Qi refining. In the future, it will build the foundation, the golden elixir, the Nascent Soul, the body breaks through the sky, and the boundary ascends." Zhao Yugou explained.

"What I said was so passionate, even I was excited to hear it." Zhao Yuqu said from the side.

"It's really a ghost to be able to cultivate the fourth spiritual roots to the ninth level of Qi refining. No wonder these seventy wastes can be like being injected with chicken blood." Zhou Chengyong said.

"Oh... Then do you know that their leader Liu Heng is also the four spiritual roots." Zhao Yugou said.

"What!? This is impossible. Liu Heng's mere four spiritual roots can actually cultivate to build the foundation." Zhou Chengyong's eyes widened, his face full of incredibleness.

"How is it impossible? Do you know that more than two hundred years ago there was a sect called the Seven Star Sect in the Beichen Mountain area. The founder of the Seven Star Sect has cultivated and even reached the late stage of the Golden Pill, and he is also the four spiritual roots." Zhao Yugou said

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"Is that true?" Zhou Chengyong still couldn't recover.

"The five spiritual roots generally cannot break through the third level of Qi refining, and the four spiritual roots generally cannot break through the sixth level of Qi refining, but there are always some amazing people in the world who completely ignore these rules."

"That's right, it's reasonable that the three spiritual roots are difficult to break through the foundation building stage, but are there still fewer cultivators who break through the foundation building stage?"

"That... it's not because of the magic of the Foundation Building Pill." Zhou Chengyong's dissatisfaction seemed extremely powerless to defend himself.

The three of them continued to watch the fist until an hour later, when the sun was in the sky, everyone dispersed.

It is a big taboo for other sects to peek at and practice. Xuanyang Sect is different. The more they look at them, the more they are more energetic they are, the happier they fight.

By the afternoon, Zhao Suya still didn't come back.

Not to mention that Zhou Chengyong was extremely anxious, even Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu could not sit still.

"tomorrow!"

"Early tomorrow morning, that old guy Zhou Rupeng will become the head of the Zhou family, and I am still sitting here now!" Zhou Chengyong roared excitedly.

"I will never give up! I will never let that old guy Zhou Rupeng succeed!"

“I have to do something.”

"I want him to die without a burial place!"

Zhou Chengyong's eyes were red and his face was covered with ferociousness.

"Where are you going to go!"

Suddenly, a cold reprimand came from outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chengyong's eyes lit up and he rushed out of the room: "Mom! You are finally back! Where have you been in the past two days?"

Hearing this, Zhao Suya's face was stunned, and scenes in the pool suddenly emerged in her mind.

"Mom. What's wrong with you?" Zhou Chengyong couldn't help asking when he saw Zhao Suya's dull expression.

"Oh...I'm fine." Zhao Suya shook her head.

"Mom, where is the flying sword gourd?" Zhou Chengyong asked excitedly.

"The flying sword gourd is here." A ray of escape light fell, and it was Hou Dongsheng.

Seeing the palm-sized gourd in Hou Dongsheng's hand, Zhou Chengyong could not hide his excitement and hurried forward to take it.

"Thank you, Elder Hou!" Zhou Chengyong said excitedly with red eyes.

"He is polite to the head of Zhou." Hou Dongsheng shook his head and smiled.

Head of the Zhou family!?

These three words simply reached Zhou Chengyong's heart. He laughed at the sky a few times before saying, "Elder Hou, please rest assured. From now on, your Xuanyang Sect will be the most relied on by me. If you have any questions, please speak.

The head of this family will never speak out."

"Haha." Hou Dongsheng also laughed loudly.

The two looked at each other and laughed, as if they were satisfied with each other's statements.

"Elder Hou, how to refine this flying sword gourd?" Zhou Chengyong asked nervously.

"This thing is a magic weapon for spiritual communication. I... can I refine it?" Zhou Chengyong asked nervously.

"This object is a spiritual magic weapon. The treasure has its own spirituality. You only need to inject a little magic power to refine it." Hou Dongsheng explained.

"It's really easy?" Zhou Chengyong was a little disbelief.

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

Zhou Chengyong stopped hesitating. He took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his fingers, and touched the flying sword gourd.

In an instant, the flying sword gourd burst out with a dazzling light, as dazzling as a scorching sun.

this!?

Could it be refined?

Zhou Chengyong was confused. He had no sense of the integration of the soul power.

"Master!" Feijian Gourd made a sound.

"Owner?"

Hearing these two words, Zhou Chengyong immediately reacted.

"I...I succeeded?"

"That's great, haha."

"I successfully refined this spiritual treasure!" Zhou Chengyong was surprised.

"Magic weapons are connected to the spirit! Congratulations to the head of the Zhou family, and congratulations to the head of the Zhou family, the magic weapon spirit of the flying sword gourd has already recognized you as the main one, and you can be mobilized at will." With Hou Dongsheng's compliment.

Zhao Yugou and Zhao Yuqu also honestly clasped their fists and said, "Congratulations to the head of Zhou, congratulations to the head of Zhou, and actively recognize the master after obtaining the magic weapon of spirituality."

Looking at the small gourd as the size of a palm in his hand, Zhou Chengyong's face was filled with ecstasy.

He quickly put the psychic gourd into the storage bag, but found that he could not earn it.

"This magic weapon cannot be put into the storage bag and can only be hung on the waist. If there is danger, the flying sword gourd will protect the master on its own, which is extremely magical." Hou Dongsheng explained.

"So that's it!" Zhou Chengyong nodded.
To be continued...