Chapter 332 What, you want to see the master bathing?
Yunfeng is gone.
Yun Yan put a hand on Zhao Yun's shoulder, eliminating the remaining pressure on Zhao Yun.
"Thank you, master." Zhao Yun rubbed his arm.
"I'm so smart on weekdays, but I don't know how to call someone today." Yun Yan whispered, but luckily she opened her eyes for a moment and sensed Yun Feng's aura, otherwise, the disciple would probably be dead.
"I will definitely shout next time." ??
Zhao Yun smiled and said there was a reason why he didn't shout.
At that moment, he was hesitating whether to fight or not. Before he could make a decision, his master appeared on the stage. He was so powerful! And that warning-like threat sounded quite pleasant to him at the moment. His master was still treating him.
Yes, as for Yunfeng, he is as determined as ever.
"Keep this bell away. If you are in danger, you can ring it."
The clouds of smoke brushed against the hand, and a small green bell appeared in the hand.
She was like a big sister, and she even hung it around Zhao Yun's neck herself.
"Actually, it can be hung on the waist." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.
Such a small bell, hung around the neck, gives off a sense of déjà vu like a pug, the kind that jingles no matter where you go.
Yunyan was amused and returned to the attic with the letter.
Zhao Yun looked at the bell and turned back to his room.
Yang Feng's sword was taken out. It was a really good sword. It was made of special black iron.
He sacrificed thunder and lightning, tempered it from the inside out, and also used some Purple Tears Weapon Crystal.
After doing this, I concentrated on restoring my pupil power. The effect of the Heavenly Eye Spiritual Juice was still very good. Before night fell, my pupil power was already strong, and I was very skilled in teleportation.
If the pupil power is exhausted, continue to replenish it.
Jingle Bell!
When night fell, a crisp sound came from Zhao Yun's room.
It's that little emerald-colored bell that someone, who was bored, kept ringing.
Yun Yan really came, glanced at Zhao Yun, and looked unhappy.
Zhao Yun chuckled, "I'll see if it works."
Facts have proved that thieves are easy to use.
However, he also received a beating for this.
The quiet master is still very fierce when he starts to attack.
At night, Zhao Yun had dinner and retreated into his room. Up to this point, he was still wiping the nosebleeds. He didn't know whether it was because of excessive nutrition or because the master beat him too hard. It was better not to ring the little bell.
"Don't be lazy."
Zhao Yun transformed into a clone again and continued to cast parts.
As for him, he focused on restoring his pupil power.
The technique of blinking the body with the Heavenly Eye is still very effective after more practice. After several times of practice, he has gained some truth. However, he has to continue to practice. What he wants is to be precise to every inch.
In this way, if you fight with someone in the future, one sword will be the decisive kill.
Squeak!
In the dead of night, the door suddenly creaked.
It's Yunyan's door
, when Zhao Yun looked through the gap in the window, the clouds and smoke had gradually moved away.
Sleepwalking again.
Zhao Yun closed his eyes, sneaked out of the attic, and followed him all the way.
The master was pretty good to him, but he didn't want Yunyan to make mistakes while sleepwalking. For example, he fell down from the mountain while walking. From such a high mountain, even at the top of the earth, he could fall paralyzed. It was mainly due to unconsciousness and no sacrifice.
True energy body protection makes it uncomfortable for anyone who falls.
Things like this are usually done by Mu Qinghan.
Since that day, Yun Yan sleepwalked into Zhao Yun's room, and he basically watched it every night.
Whenever Yunyan went out, he followed her silently, and did not dare to wake her up, for fear of backlash against her master.
Now that Mu Qinghan is in seclusion, he has no choice but to do this.
The clouds, smoke and lotus steps are dancing gracefully, reflecting a touch of moonlight, making it look quite dreamy.
She went to the depths hidden by the bamboo forest, where there was a spiritual pond.
When Zhao Yun saw this, he couldn't help but let out a dry cough. If everything goes as expected, the master needs to take a bath!
Yunyan had already walked to the poolside and looked back for a moment.
This glance made Zhao Yun raise his eyebrows. The master's clear eyes were conscious.
In other words, Yunyan is not sleepwalking.
This is embarrassing.
Following me all the way here, those who didn’t know better thought he was trying to peep?
"Why, do you want to see the master bathing?"
Yunyan has closed her eyes and has taken off her coat.
Zhao Yun coughed dryly, turned around and disappeared. I'd have told him if he wasn't sleepwalking!
Yun Yan couldn't help but laugh, this little apprentice was so interesting.
The next day, before dawn, Yang Feng came to pick up his sword. After being tempered by Zhao Yun, his sword became quite extraordinary. There was a layer of purple sword energy on the sword body, and the clang sound was extremely harsh.
After some dancing, the sword is quite powerful and has a combat power bonus.
Xu was so surprised that Yang Feng gave Zhao Yun a few more bottles of pills.
"Look! This guy is much more reliable than Huang Xie." Su Yu took a sip of wine.
"That's natural." Yang Feng said with a smile while wiping his sword. He also asked Huang Xie to temper the weapon, but the guy asked for three hundred thousand. From that day on, the two of them had a lot of trouble.
Compared with Huang Xie, Zhao Yun is indeed reliable.
It is also tempered. After passing through Zhao Yun's hands, the sword has transformed. Huang Xie doesn't have this method. It's okay to ask for a commission. It's disgusting to ask for a price without shame. The key is, Huang Xie doesn't have it either.
What a Taoist! No one who comes to him to refine weapons is satisfied.
"How did you get the purple energy on the sword?" Su Yu poked Zhao Yun.
Yang Feng also pricked up his ears and wanted to know.
It is too weird to be able to temper a purple sword energy just by tempering a weapon.
Zhao Yun flicked his hand and took out a small piece of Purple Tears Soldier Essence, then took it back in an instant.
Su Yu and Yang Feng both saw it and looked at each other, "Purple Tears Soldier Crystal?"
"Don't talk outside." Zhao Yun whispered.
"You kid can do it!" The two of them sighed and clicked their tongues.
Even though this product is inconspicuous, there are quite a few weird things.
It’s such a small piece of Purple Tears Weapon Crystal. You can’t find a place to buy it with money. Only a fool would sell it with such a good thing. No wonder the weapons tempered by Zhao Yun have magical changes. It turns out that
The function of Purple Tears Crystal.
Thinking of this, both of them laughed and took advantage of each other.
Use the Purple Tears Weapon Crystal to temper weapons. The price is 300,000 yuan, and people are rushing to buy it.
The two of them settled with just a few bottles of pills.
To sum up, this guy is really good.
Yun Yan glanced at the three of them, feeling surprised.
Her little disciple seems to be quite popular. He has only been here a few days and has already made friends with old disciples such as Yang Feng, Zi Yan and Su Yu. Not to mention Su Yu, let’s talk about Yang Feng and the previous Zi Yan.
One of the disciples of Lingguoyuan is a disciple of Lingdan Pavilion. There are many disciples whom I can't make friends with even if I want to.
"Ji Hen, I'm waiting for you at the martial arts stage."
Before the meal started, a loud shout came to Zizhu Peak.
Someone challenged me again, using the secret method of sound waves, and howled half of the Tianzong.
"Yuan Miao." Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, as if he recognized who it was.
"But I haven't seen that guy for a few days, and he challenged me as soon as he came." Su Yu curled his lips, "He is Huang Xie's good friend, and he has a good relationship with that guy Zheng Ming. It's probably the two of them who did it."
"Don't go, that guy is going to be cruel?"
"The main reason is that he likes to use dirty tricks, and many people have suffered losses."
"Well, that includes me."
Su Yu and Yang Feng kept talking to each other, but they didn't want Zhao Yun to go on stage and get beaten.
Zhao Yun didn't answer and looked at Yun Yan.
For things like fighting, the master must nod. Don't just lift your feet and have your back feet tied again.
"If you can't beat him, run away." Yun Yan whispered.
As a master, you can't be too strict. Find an appropriate opportunity to let the young apprentice have a long memory, so that he will not want to go down the mountain to cause trouble again, which will frustrate his energy and be honest in the future.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun has disappeared. When he returns to the martial arts stage, his legs and feet are extremely numb.
As long as he is not a disciple of Chu Wushuang, it will be difficult for anyone to do it. Speaking of which, disciples of that level don't seem to bother to challenge him. According to the dialect of Tianzong, it is too low.
"Really go!"
Su Yu and Yang Feng both followed and would take action if necessary.
It was still a martial arts stage, and it was bustling with people. Many people didn't even eat, so they came to watch the show, and some of them didn't wake up.
, was holding his hands and yawning, when someone started fighting, he ran faster than anyone else, not to mention, this time it was Ji Hen from Zizhu Peak who challenged him. He fought four times and maimed four of them.
I want to know if Zhao Yun knows other secret techniques besides throwing people, mainly because I want to see Zhao Yun get beaten.
A new disciple who joined the sect was jumping up and down with great joy.
If his prestige is not undermined, do you really think that there is no one in Tianzong?
"After many days of experience, Yuan Miao has reached the fourth level."
"He has accumulated a lot of experience and advanced in the same period. It's time for him to break through."
"I wonder if Ji Hen will come."
Even before the fight started, the foreplay had already begun, and there were always a lot of chatter in the place where people gathered together. It was like a vegetable market. Walking through it all day, it seemed to be the most lively place.
In the stands, Yuan Miao stood tall and graceful, wearing a swaying purple robe, her long hair flowing freely in the wind, and her appearance was considered majestic. Her strong aura always showed her strong foundation.
Under the stage, Huang Xie and Zheng Ming were both there.
Su Yu's guess was correct, it was these two guys who were up to something.
Huang Xie is okay, at least he can stand upright. Zheng Ming came here on crutches and suffered three consecutive falls from Zhao Yun. It is really commendable that he can still stand here. He didn't expect the boss to come, but he looked forward to Yuan Miao returning to the clan.
, then you have to make the decision for him.
For this reason, they also gave Yuan Miao a lot of money.
In one sentence, Ji Hen will be killed.
Speaking of Ji Hen, Zhao Yun arrived.
After reaching a long distance, the figure gave way to a path, and Su Yu and Yang Feng also became the focus of attention. The main thing was to look at Zhao Yun, wondering if he could get off the fighting platform.
"Are you Ji Hen?"
Yuan Miao sneered and took a peek to confirm that it was in the True Spirit Realm.
Then he was surprised. A small True Spirit Realm could cripple four Xuanyang Realms?
"No bonus."
Zhao Yun has stood firm. This is the purpose of his coming, to make some money and maim someone casually.
"Already prepared." Yuan Miao smiled quietly and pressed down a stack of banknotes.
"readily."
Zhao Yun started to move his wrist. It seemed that this thing was not very good, and he would have to throw it hard later.
"You don't know what you can do."
Yuan Miao sneered with a hint of playfulness. A black light came out of his sleeve, and he held it firmly in his hand. When everyone looked at it, they realized that it was a black iron whip. Except for the runes engraved on the whip body, there was nothing.
surprisingly.
When Zhao Yun saw it, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He had seen that iron whip before. It was Wang Zha's iron whip. It was specially used to strengthen the spirit. Why was it with Yuan Miao?
"It's not too late to beg for mercy now." Yuan Miao raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Where did you get this iron whip?" Zhao Yun asked.
"Who are you, a green onion, to deserve to know?"
"You can raise the bet." Zhao Yun said calmly, "I win, and this iron whip belongs to me."