After walking through a street, Zhao Yun returned disappointed.
The red dots marked by Yunyan, the secret techniques are not too high-level, and the remaining artistic conception in them is not necessarily very mysterious. According to the Moon God, they are: garbage. Those are all garbage.
Zhao Yun did not stop, but continued to look all the way.
There are many disciples in the secret mansion, but not all of them are there to meditate.
Without realizing it, I had a clear consciousness. When I saw him, I couldn't help but look sideways. Who knows that he is a celebrity? The new sect defeated Chu Wushuang in a big competition. This matter has already spread throughout the entire Tianzong.
"I heard that he has a strong learning ability."
"Well, he is the master of hundreds of schools, and he can basically master the ultimate moves of evildoer disciples."
"What a genius!"
Wherever there are people, there is always talk.
No matter where Zhao Yun goes, he can hear his name, and many people come to say hello. They are not fools. They all know the potential of this guy. Give him enough time. He is at least the deputy head coach level. Now he has established a good relationship.
It will be a good buy in the future, it’s a potential stock! Invest in advance.
nature.
There are also some prickly heads and unkind eyes.
Zhao Yun ignored this and would not cause trouble as long as others did not cause trouble.
Went to a secret place again.
This secret place has not been marked by Yun Yan.
However, he had a martial soul and found it easily. After immersing himself in it, he realized that it was the secret of martial arts. The explanation was quite comprehensive. He removed the dross and extracted the essence, and soon returned to reality.
By the way, he also marked it on the map.
This is what Yun Yan told me, and he will exchange it with other elders in the future.
In this way, for win-win cooperation, everyone comes in to find opportunities, so it is better not to waste time.
"Xiu'er, is there any treasure here?" Zhao Yun asked.
The so-called treasure refers to a secret method that defies heaven, or an artistic conception full of profound meaning.
The moon god only focused on repairing the moon and did not reply to him. His expression said everything: find it yourself.
Zhao Yun coughed dryly.
You have to rely on yourself for everything!
He walked around, saw a lot of secret techniques, and found a lot of artistic conceptions.
But, none of it was what he wanted.
When I walked onto a wooden bridge, I met a familiar figure: Liu Ruyue.
This person doesn't seem to be looking for a secret, but just wandering around.
That's right, she is the body of a heavenly spirit, and has her own inheritance of bloodline secrets. Any one she picks out will have considerable power, just like the extremely powerful heavenly spirit.
Well, after it was improved by Mr. Zhao, it became the Nine-Word Killing Immortal Jue.
"Thank you for saving me that night." Liu Ruyue opened her lips slightly.
"It takes a little effort." Zhao Yun said lightly and passed by.
Liu Ruyue opened her mouth slightly, still wanting to say something, but Zhao Yun had already walked across the wooden bridge.
She sighed in her heart and drifted away.
She left, but Zhao Yun turned back and stood on the wooden bridge, looking over and over again.
There is a river under the bridge. The water is clear and clear, and sometimes you can see one or two fish swimming by.
This wooden bridge is not simple.
In other words, the river under the wooden bridge is not simple. It contains a touch of artistic conception, a vague artistic conception that is difficult for ordinary people to detect. If he did not have a martial soul, he would not be able to find the clue.
He rolled up his trouser legs, got off the wooden bridge, and walked back and forth.
Soon, he rolled up his sleeves again, sometimes bending down, sometimes lifting up a piece of river water.
Han Xue passed by with a strange look in his eyes.
Did this guy come to the Secret Mansion to catch fish?
Many disciples would show a hint of surprise when they walked across the wooden bridge.
This guy is not only catching fish, it seems he also wants to take a bath here.
Just tell me! The first place in the new sect competition, the ruthless man who defeated Chu Wushuang,
He is not a normal person, and everything he does is different from others. Everyone is looking for secrets, but he is catching fish in the river.
"Where has it gone?"
Zhao Yun muttered a lot, and could vaguely capture the artistic conception, but it seemed to be vague and could not be found if he was not careful. In his opinion, the Taoism was too shallow and he could not find the foundation of the artistic conception.
"Are you Ji Hen?"
When Zhao Yun was looking for him, he suddenly heard a voice.
He subconsciously looked back and saw an additional figure on the wooden bridge.
He is a young man, wearing purple clothes.
"This guy looks so arrogant."
This was how Zhao Yun felt when he first saw the young man in purple.
It's not surprising that he is like this, it's just because the young man in purple doesn't look very normal. How abnormal is it? The left eye is a big, bright and round eye; the right eye is like a willow leaf, small and focused, and what about that eye? On the eyebrows, one is slanted upward, and the other is slanted downward. The nose is extremely long, taking up most of the face. The most delicate thing is the mouth, which is a standard cherry mouth.
Such a look of honor made him unconsciously think that the purple-haired young man's facial features were all stolen from others. He stole this one and that one. Only in this way did he have the face he has now.
No matter where you look at it, it's not harmonious. Not only is it arrogant, it's simply too arrogant.
People cannot be judged by their appearance.
Although the young man in purple clothes does not look good, he is very powerful. He has an erratic temperament and a vague aura. He has power hidden in his body. He does not know what power it is, but it is very mysterious.
According to his opinion, it should be the power of blood.
"It's me." Zhao Yun smiled.
"I heard that you defeated Chu Wushuang." The young man in purple said calmly.
"It's a fluke." Zhao Yun said, and went to fish again.
Seeing him like this, the young man in purple clothes was quite unhappy. He always felt that he had been left out. To put it harshly, he was ignored. How could he bear it? He casually picked up a sword energy and slashed at Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun frowned and his body trembled suddenly, extinguishing the sword energy.
"Sure enough, there is some truth to it." The young man in purple smiled faintly.
"Senior brother, I didn't recruit you!" Zhao Yun glanced at him.
"I am Ao Mie, waiting for you at the inner gate."
The young man in purple raised his lips slightly and walked away with a flick of his sleeves, his steps were quite strange.
Why do you say it's weird? Because that guy, the soles of his feet don't touch the ground when he walks. The soles of his feet are still three inches from the ground, that is, walking in the air. This is very weird. It should be a weird secret method inherited by blood. He can't walk without walking. When it touches the ground, it looks tall.
"Ao Mie?" Zhao Yun whispered in his heart.
He has heard of this name, or Qing Yao told him, he is a true disciple of the inner sect, ranked fourth, second only to Xinghun, to be ranked fourth, he must be very good at fighting, judging from the skill he mastered before The sword energy is powerful enough, not weaker than Chu Wushuang's five-color sword energy.
He closed his eyes and continued groping in the river.
The artistic conception exists, but it is difficult to capture and find its foundation.
Such an evil artistic conception must be very extraordinary, and maybe it contains a heaven-defying secret.
"What are you doing?" Mu Qinghan came.
She didn't believe it when she heard that her junior brother was fishing here.
I came over to take a look and found that I was really fishing here, and I was doing it so seriously.
"This is a treasure." Zhao Yun smiled.
Mu Qinghan took a deep breath and lowered his eyes.
Such a river is crystal clear, where can this treasure come from?
So many elders have been here, and some of their treasures have been taken away long ago. Will it be the younger generation’s turn?
"Time is precious and cannot be wasted." Mu Qinghan said.
"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Hey, I turned out to be here. I've been looking for you for a long time."
Look! The place where Mr. Zhao is is usually very lively. There are so many people passing by here. Before Mu Qinghan left, Huanmeng appeared out of nowhere. There was also a secret palace token. There were still a few days.
When I heard that Zhao Yun was fishing for fish, I came here to enjoy it.
"You guys chat." Mu Qinghan smiled and walked off the wooden bridge.
"Have you found the treasure?" Huan Meng lay on the railing of the wooden bridge and flashed her beautiful eyes.
Zhao Yun didn't say anything, and his eyes didn't work well. Isn't this what he was looking for?
"Magic sent a message that I will meet you in the Imperial Capital in nine days." Huanmeng said with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid of being destroyed when the devil's holy son goes to the imperial capital?" Zhao Yun glanced at Huan Meng.
"The current intelligence network of Tianzong and the royal family is just a decoration." ??
"Which company is so courageous that it almost fell into the hands of Daxia's intelligence network?" Zhao Yun asked while fishing for fish, mainly out of curiosity. The intelligence network of Tianzong and the royal family had been destroyed. What did he think about this matter?
I have heard it more than once, but I don’t know which force it is.
"The eight dynasties unite, this battle is enough." Huanmeng flipped her hair.
"This means that the Eight Dynasties still have a lot of spies in Daxia!" Zhao Yun sighed.
"This is the reason why the Eight Kingdoms specialize in Daxia's intelligence network." Huan Meng said leisurely, "For example, the Tianzong, from the Supreme Elder to the ordinary disciples, has long been infiltrated by various dynasties, as well as important officials in the court.
, border generals, and even city lords from all sides. There are people from other dynasties, and there are not a few of them. If they attack together, it will be uncomfortable for Daxia. If Daxia's five Heavenly Martial Realm hadn't suppressed the formation, I'm afraid they would have fallen apart long ago and would have been defeated by the eight dynasties.
Union annexation.”
"No wonder the forces of the Blood Clothes Sect, Rashomon and the Corpse Clan are so unscrupulous."
"So, the imperial capital is safe." Huan Meng shrugged, "In terms of intelligence network, today's Daxia is not as good as our Demon Family. Without eyeliners all over the place, the royal family is blind."
"I will keep the appointment in nine days." Zhao Yun replied.
It doesn't matter if you choose to stay in the imperial capital, you won't be afraid of the devil's tricks.
If the demon family really wants to harm him, the demon child will not be able to leave the imperial capital.
"Keep catching." Huanmeng smiled, turned around and left.
"Do you have bodhi flowers in your magic house?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.
"You have to go to the Buddha Land to find it."
"Where is the Buddha Land?"
"The devil knows." Huanmeng waved his hands and walked away.
Afterwards, another vague words came back, "Ask Prajna, she might know."
"I also have to be able to find her."
Zhao Yun cursed for a while, and after entering the secret palace, he never saw Prajna.
The Buddhist believers did not follow common sense and wandered off somewhere.
After that, few people came.
Zhao Yun catches fish with peace of mind. Well, find the artistic conception.
Moon God once glanced sideways at the river, and there was indeed a mystery inside.
Look! Those who are blessed by God must have extraordinary luck. You have found such a good place, and there are many kinds of artistic conceptions, such as the one in this river. Although she, the god, does not like it, she For a mortal like Zhao Yun, this is an incredible opportunity.
The premise is that Zhao Yun can find it.
She won't help with this matter.
As the saying goes, wherever you go depends on your own destiny.
"You are the one."
Zhao Yun scolded, reached into the river with one hand, and grabbed a piece of river water.
Unfortunately, he was not caught.
"Where to go."
Zhao Yun waded through the water and chased him out, his eyes filled with surprise.
It's strange, a touch of artistic conception is as fresh as a fish, and it actually ran away by itself.<
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Yi Jing ran fast and he chased her fast. He tried several times but failed to catch it.
He didn't catch it. The disciples who passed by all had strange looks in their eyes. They were sure that Zhao Yun was catching a fish, and what he caught was a very restless fish. Otherwise, they wouldn't have chased him all the way.
"The person who won first place is not very smart!"
"It just so happened that it was such a crazy person who defeated Chu Wushuang."
"Hey, who can I ask to reason with this?"
There was a lot of discussion and chatter. People who came to the secret house looking for opportunities all pointed their fingers and said that the guy didn't play according to common sense. Now I can see that the rumors are true. He did a mindless thing and got it. He took the token and went to the secret mansion to catch fish. If this was spread, no one would believe it.
Plop!
The water splashed up, and Zhao Yun jumped into the air again.
That touch of artistic conception is much more lively than a fish. It is mainly invisible and can only be captured by perception. Sometimes it disappears and sometimes it appears. It seems that there is a super intelligence playing hide and seek with him.
"If I can't catch you, I will take your surname."
Zhao Yun cursed secretly again and chased him all the way.
In the distance, I saw a beautiful figure standing gracefully on the arch bridge. With her beautiful eyes closed, she must have found some kind of artistic conception on the bridge and was meditating on it. People passing by did not dare to disturb her.
It was Chu Wushuang.
Because Zhao Yun came all the way, she was awakened.
To be honest, she looked quite unhappy. She was trying to gain enlightenment, but her mood was disturbed.
However, when he saw it was Zhao Yun, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Where to go."
"Run, you run again."
"Okay, it's really yours."
Zhao Yun cursed one after another, only looking at the artistic conception, as if he didn't even see Chu Wushuang.
Chu Wushuang stepped forward, leaned slightly on the railing of the arch bridge, and looked down.
The river was so clear that you could see the bottom at a glance, and you couldn't even see a few fish. What was this guy doing here? Many disciples climbed onto the arch bridge and gathered together to watch him flapping back and forth.
Catching a fish makes such a big noise, I'm afraid no one will be around.
"Give it to me."
Another loud shout, howling domineeringly.
That guy Naiman Teng used the Ice Escape he just learned to freeze all the river water in this area.
"Catch it!"
Man Teng grinned, "Catch fish! It's easier to catch fish if it's frozen."
Zhao Yun's face turned dark for a moment. If he was just catching fish, why should he freeze it with you?
With a tremor of his true energy, the ice instantly cracked and turned into a flowing river.
Plop!
Zhao Yun's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he pierced it fiercely.
This time the aim was accurate and the grasp was just right. Wuhun really touched the artistic conception.
Just because I touched it, my mind was instantly drawn into the artistic conception.
Looking from the outside, he looked like a statue, stuck in the river, motionless. Although his eyes were open, they looked hollow, and the expression on his face was extremely dull.
Lost in thought?
Chu Wushuang frowned slightly when she saw it.
If what she expected was true, Ji Hen should have fallen into the artistic conception.
In this way, Ji Hen is not catching fish.
To be precise, Ji Hen was catching the artistic conception before, and he had already caught it now.
This is very scary.
Can the artistic conception still run on its own?
She had never heard of such an artistic conception, but Ji Hen could find it.
Thinking about it, I feel relieved.
Don't forget, that kid has a martial spirit.
In this secret palace, martial arts are easier to use than vision.