Bishui Sect.

After returning from the Luoyungu Dan Condensation Ceremony, the head of the sect went into seclusion for half a month. Today, he suddenly came out of seclusion and summoned his disciples to hold lectures. Any difficulties in cultivation can be asked to solve the problem.

In the square in front of the sect hall, Taoist Feng Yin sat cross-legged on the podium, and was now introducing in detail the confusion raised by his disciple.

"The "Golden and Water Sword Art" has the middle grade of the mysterious grade, and the two-type practices of water and metal. When practicing, you need to have the thought of water and metal in your heart. There is hardness and softness in your softness. You should not practice it blindly, but you also need to make great progress when you break through. Only by combining hardness and softness can you achieve twice the result with half the effort and double the cultivation speed."

Feng Yin closed his eyes and saw that the disciples had more or less gains on their faces, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. But at this moment, his face suddenly changed drastically, his eyes were filled with fear, and he stared at the southeast sky.

Two extremely dazzling balls of escape light passed through the clouds. Even though the powerful pressure was hundreds of meters away, it still made everyone breathe, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were filled with shock.

Fortunately, the escape light did not stop at all, and whistled directly over the Bishui Sect and headed straight for the northwest direction.

It was not until the two balls of escape light left that the nervous look on Feng Yin's face slightly dissipated. He frowned and murmured to himself, "Qing Yunzi and Yao Daozi, in these two old monsters, their momentum contained murderous intent. What happened? Is it still dared anyone in Beihuazhou now to provoke them?"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before the thought could stop, a dense sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, more and more, and finally became one! Feng Yin looked up in horror, and saw hundreds of escape lights connected in the sky, colorful, but he had no intention of appreciation in his heart. His lips trembled violently uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with horror, watching the hundreds of murderous monks leave.

"The sky of Beihua Prefecture is probably going to change." Feng Yin's face was pale, he looked down at the at a loss of knowledge, sighed secretly, and waved his hand and said, "You retreat, from today, my disciples of Bishui Sect are not allowed to step out of the mountain gate, otherwise they will be severely punished!"

In Beiming Mountain, an elder of a small sect was taking several disciples with high qualifications here to train. Seeing his disciples fighting a first-level demon wolf hard, he showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes, and he whispered to the young men and women with respectful expressions around him: "Look at your senior brother Feng's actions. As a monk, strength is important, but combat experience is also indispensable! I thought that when I was a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, I met a casual cultivator in the early stage of foundation building and killed a successor of the cultivation family in the middle stage of foundation building on the ring. The test was that momentum of moving forward and rich fighting experience."

"Yes, uncle!" The juniors nodded repeatedly when they heard this and answered in unison, their faces filled with awe.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and just as he was about to speak, he instantly showed a little more horror in his eyes.

From the southeast direction, two extremely dazzling balls of escape light whistled by. The powerful fluctuations of force and the biting murderous intent made the old man's body stiff and he did not dare to make any moves. As for the disciples of several disciples, they collapsed on the ground and were instantly wet with cold sweat.

Fortunately, these two balls of escape light cast very fast, but they disappeared in a few breaths.

"Golden Pill Cultivator!" Old Zhang's face suddenly became gloomy and said in a deep voice: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Leave quickly, and there is a chance of change!"

After saying that, he patted his forehead and sacrificed a flying sword-like magic weapon. This object grew in the wind and turned into several feet in size. After the disciples stepped on, he pinched the magic trick in his hand and shouted: "Quick!"

A layer of green light flashed, and the flying sword flew wildly into the distance.

The two golden elixirs of Luoyun Valley led their disciples to rush past with murderous aura. I don’t know how many monks were scared. After being shocked, these people all turned gloomy and then left in a hurry.

After the news spread, the entire North China Cultivation World was shocked! Especially after this incident, news of the Seiji Sect Feng Sect was heard, which caused an uproar among many cultivators. For a time, the entire North China Cultivation World was in full swing, and all the cultivators felt a little darker.

At this moment, the person involved who caused this uproar fell into the cave and knew nothing about it.

Xiao Chen gradually regained consciousness and slowly sat cross-legged. His spiritual sense swept through his body, and then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the battle lasted for not long, Xiao Chen could be said to have all the means. Finally, he used the high-level alchemy treasure to prevent the former from leaving the range of the poisonous beast pill, and was even severely damaged by the power of recoil.

"Although many magic weapons were damaged this time, it was even more serious injury, it was worth it to be able to kill the old monster Mingxiao!" A little bit of comfort flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. Now the old monster Mingxiao is dead, and his Xiao family will be more stable in the future.

"I wonder if Xiao Lin has returned to the sect, what's going on outside now?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and a little worried look on his face, but he had no choice. "Well, it's better to recover from his injuries sooner now. Mo Li! When I return, it's time for you to be executed!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He took out several bottles of pills from the storage bag and placed them in front of him. He opened one of the bottles casually, poured out some fragrant white ointment and applied it to his body. The ointment was instantly sucked into his body, and the bloody wound quickly became scarred, but it was healed in a moment.

After dealing with the external injuries, Xiao Chen swallowed several pills again and then began to refine the medicinal power.

Time passed quickly, and as the elixirs in the jade bottle in front of him became less and less, the breath in Xiao Chen's body gradually became smoother, and a vibrant vitality slowly emanated from his body.

A few days later, a strange wave of force was transmitted from the cave. If you savor it carefully, you will find that this is the phenomenon that will only occur when the magic power in your body is purified and motivated when the cultivator's cultivation level is broken.

"Well, this fluctuation, is there a monk breaking through the bottleneck here?" A middle-aged man in his thirties and gloomy face suddenly looked up and looked in the direction where Xiao Chen was. A little joy flashed in his eyes. Then a light flashed with light on his body, and he headed straight for the source of the wave.

"It's this place, it seems that the man is in this cave." The gloomy man showed a bit of caution in his eyes. He first reached out and slapped his hand, then he sacrificed a semi-circular shield to protect him, and then he successively laid several layers of spiritual shields. Then he slowly moved forward with a gourd-like treasure in his hand.
Chapter completed!