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442 Wind-driven martial arts

"Who else is there except my good sister? Can't you recognize that they were burned by the incinerating energy and their meridians were burned, and what happened to this circle of people? Did Sister Fei'er forget that my good sister can fight against great masters with one person's strength? Can't she deal with these miscellaneous hairs from the Taishan Sect?"

"That's because the senior sister of the sect has a deep skill..."

Xiao Yun glanced at Bai Fei and curled his lips, "Do you believe it yourself?"

"I don't believe it!" Bai Fei blushed a little.

"Then what happened to these people killing each other? It seems that they did not have civil strife, but were unanimously dealing with the senior sister of the sect."

"I'm not surprised at this, because of the Netherworld Charm. But I really don't know that the Netherworld Charm has such great power. I really don't know what level of cultivation it has reached. It seems that I have to ask Miss Rou for good."

"Hmph, a person who stole other people's things is naturally not as good as the head of the sect. If you really want to know, I can just ask the head of the sect."

Xiao Yun smiled, but shook his head. At this moment, there was a "rustling" sound above his head. When the two looked up, they saw a white dove approaching from the sky.

"This pigeon is really a good thing. Even if it is thousands of mountains and rivers apart, it can fly." Xiao Yun said as he took a roll of paper from the pigeon's legs. He unfolded the roll of paper and looked at it. Then he smashed the roll with internal force, and then tied the roll of paper that had been written onto the pigeon's legs.

Xiao Yun let go, and the pigeon flew farther and farther away with the sound of flapping his wings, and finally disappeared completely.

“What’s the situation?”

"The Free Alliance has obtained three keys and has sent people to explore the tombs where the ten divine weapons are buried. On the other hand, the senior officials have stopped moving. They guess that they have obtained the method of practicing false artistic conception and are practicing artistic conception. When the artistic conception is complete, it is the day when the competition for the divine weapons begins."

"Then what are we doing? Should you continue to investigate your identity or go back to practice artistic conception? After all, you have not fully mastered the sword intent left by the senior sister of the leader!"

"Then go back. I'm going to be in seclusion for a few days and also receive Sister Ye. However,... the good sister's massacre is afraid that the Taishan Sect's property will not be taken seriously at all and we won't let us search. After all, no matter how declining the Taishan Sect is, it is a famous sect, and its foundation is still quite deep."

Xiao Yun turned to the back hall with a smile, and when Bai Fei couldn't see his face, his expression turned cold, and his silver teeth squeaked, "Ni Shang, Ni Shang, I don't believe Sister Xiao Yi's words, but don't let me down!"

Ancient Tomb of Zhongnan Mountain.

Han Qiushuang, with a dead face, sat upright on the ice bed. The four people knelt under the ice bed were Li Yunyan, Sun Jianhua and Huang Qingqing, as well as the newly collected Meng Liuli.

"The martial arts world has changed now, and it is not something I, the old antique, can understand. This is the secret book for practicing secret methods of artistic conception brought by Liuli. I have seen it. Although my cultivation is not pure, it is indeed an artistic conception. The strength of the specific artistic conception is related to personal qualifications, geniuses, experiences, etc. You practice more."

"The ten great divine weapons are here, and the agreement between the master and the leader Xiao has been lifted. Our disciples can also walk around the world. After the artistic conception of the four of you can leave the ancient tomb. First, we will find the lay disciples of my ancient tomb, and second, the most important thing is to bring back the lady Cui Luo Hanjian, the divine weapon lady of this sect."

"Lady Cui Luo Hanjian?" The four of them showed surprise.

"Master, what is that?" Huang Qingqing asked.

Han Qiuxia's eyelids opened and she couldn't help but widen her eyes. After a moment, she couldn't help but sigh, "Qingqing, your heart is moving early. You should have a love disaster in love with peach blossoms. Remember, remember!"

Huang Qingqing said "Oh" lightly and lowered her head.

"The lady Cuiluo Han Sword is a sword used by Lin Chaoying, the founder of the founder. When the fire rain fell from the sky, a piece of meteorite fell to the ground. It was obtained by Chaoying and Chongyang ancestors. Two swords were forged. The founder of the founder of the founder of the Sword used this cold iron to forge the sword, the gentleman Seven Star Dragon Abyss, and Chongyang ancestors forged the lady Cuiluo Han Sword."

"Chorus Ying and Chongyang Master fell in love and exchanged treasure blades until one day Chongyang Master abandoned Chaoying Master and sent the gentleman Seven Star Dragon Abyss back. Chaoying Master was angry and sank the gentleman Seven Star Dragon Abyss into the bottom of the lake, leaving only a lady Cui Luohan sword."

"It was even more than thirty years ago that Jin Sheng Xiao Bairong came to the door. He took away the lady Cuiluo Han sword and promised him that the divine weapons would not come out, and the ancient tomb sect would not be contaminated by the world."

"Now that the divine weapon is born, it is time to invite the magic weapon back. However, I am a cultivator of the ancient tomb, and I have no desires and no desires. But you, if you have this wish, you should do it, but once you leave the ancient tomb, you will not be able to become a disciple of our sect."

"Master. Yunyan has no father or mother since she was young. It was the master who raised his disciples, and the disciples never left him."

"The disciples' sword paintings do not want to be complicated with martial arts. After the disciples find the lady Cui Luo Han sword, they will always accompany their masters and never betray the ancient tomb."

"Disciple, disciple..."

"Qingqing, you have a love disaster. You will be in the world and go through the disaster. If you are tired of martial arts disputes and see through the world, even if your master is gone, there will be a seat in this ancient tomb."

"Qingqing..." Huang Qingqing now doesn't know what to say. She is a little reluctant to give up her master and senior sister, but she is full of yearning for the martial arts world described by Meng Liuli.

"Meng Liuli, you are not my disciple of the ancient tomb, but once you join the ancient tomb sect, the old woman will regard herself as a teacher."

"The teacher has a saying, remember that everything is the most important thing. Don't bully others by force, and don't let others bully us."

"Disciple has written it down!"

The stone gate of the ancient tomb slowly opened, and the four of them said goodbye inside and outside the stone gate. Li Yunyan bowed to the three junior sisters, and the three of them bowed back. Then Li Yunyan pressed the mechanism and the master sect slowly fell down.

With the "creaking" sound, the huge stone door gradually blocked the view inside and outside the door. Finally, with a "bang", the stone door fell to the ground, and no trace of light or sound in the ancient tomb was seen again.

"Meet Senior Sister..." A group of disciples of the Genshin Impact Sword Sect came forward and bowed to Meng Liuli.

Meng Liuli nodded and waved her hand, "Start, target Fengyincheng..."

Eagle Shock Stream, Eagle Shock Stream, this is where eagles are worried when they see it.

A thin figure covered in blood was sitting upright in the cave, with two men and one woman kneeling in front of him.

"You three will get back our sect's treasure blade, star-chasing moon-chasing sword, and revitalize the reputation of my Star Moon-chasing Sect."

"Disciple Qin Yanheng (Zhan Yuhui, Mei Shuying) obeys the teacher's orders and will definitely live up to the teacher's entrusted!"

At the same time, the martial arts world was filled with winds, and some old antiques who had been forbearing for many years finally broke their oaths and sent their disciples to the martial arts world. In an instant, the wind moved the martial arts world!

(End of this chapter)
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