"Okay, okay! It turns out that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, then let me see if you are really that capable!" After Zhuo Lao said this, his spiritual power surged out and he gathered his spiritual pen.
A strange scream came from the pen body, and then, a strange beast that looked like a wolf but not a wolf, with a rat-like sharp mouth and long ears, appeared.
Its eyes were half-closed, its ears were raised high, and its mouth made a quivering sound.
Listening to the trembling sound, Xuan Ye felt his heart congested. He didn't expect that this strange beast could disturb people's minds. However, this time he really offended the wrong person.
"The emptiness of all things, the annihilation of birth and disillusionment, the perfection of nirvana...and then the cessation of death."
He recited the scripture silently, and the restless feeling was immediately suppressed. At the same time, the demon blood in his body surged up, and the red demon power roared out.
Zhuo Laogang felt surprised and found that the summoned beast was actually shrinking back.
He spent a lot of money to have the soul of the strange beast melted into the body of the pen. It was through this method that he had quite a say among the ten elders.
However, it was so strange today. This monster seemed to be afraid, as if it was suppressed by its blood. At the same time, it was also discovered that the aura on Xuan Ye's body was changing rapidly, and it seemed to be exuding a monster aura.
His eyes widened, and he saw that the boy in black seemed to have two small horns growing out of his head. It was hard to accept it for a moment. How could a living person turn into a monster in an instant?
"Grrrrrr...!" The demonic beast kept trembling, lowering its body and slowly lowering its ears. It was obvious that it had completely surrendered to the suppression of its bloodline.
Seeing that it was useless, Mr. Zhuo immediately waved his magic pen and transformed into a sword and rushed out.
Xuan Ye also happened to open his eyes at this moment, holding the jade dragon hair in his hand, and the green and red spiritual power rolled into the tip of the pen, turning into a two-color sword.
The two swords are fighting, the rocks are running around, and the energy is flowing in all directions.
The scattered air waves kept churning out deep pits, causing those disciples who survived to endure another torture. They were unable to avoid it one by one and fled in fear.
The two fought from the ground to the sky, like two streams of light. Every time they clashed, a white light suddenly appeared, causing a violent storm.
Until the green and red light surged, waving out a majestic light like a pair of wings, making a rustling sound that even drove away the long night.
Zhuo Lao's face immediately turned pale. When he saw the sharp sword slashing at him, he also swung a dark gray slash.
However, he was swallowed up and disintegrated by the opponent in an instant. The huge force of the rebound made him vomit a mouthful of blood, and a sense of fear finally appeared on his old face.
But with his current status, even if he really encounters a strong enemy, he will not back down and throw out a small cone with his backhand.
The small cones are like water droplets, dark in color, and quietly disappear into the night sky.
Xuan Ye didn't notice for a moment and hit him with a direct blow, which immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. The power of the hidden weapons thrown by the Hun Ling in the later period was naturally different.
In just a short moment, both sides were injured. But the boy in black had gone through physical training and could block even half a dollar's blow, so the injuries were naturally much better.
In an instant, half-dragon energy mixed with the faint pressure came up.
"Your famous sect is really good at using hidden weapons. Even though your strength is not that great, you are very good at using hidden weapons."
Xuan Ye sneered, and the blue and green light pillars shot straight into the sky, and the mountains and forests roared and groaned.
The huge green beast floated in the air again, with fluorescent lights and a pair of red eyes staring in all directions.
The old man's face was gray. He didn't expect that Xuan Ye could summon another phantom beast in such a short period of time. Knowing that the situation was over, he suddenly said resolutely: "Boy, Tianlan Sect will never let you go! Be prepared to be hunted down.
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It seemed familiar, but this time, Xuan Ye had no scruples, holding the seal in his hand. The half-dragon roared out and blasted the old man into the ground.
There was a loud noise, and the energy carried the earth waves soaring into the sky. When the waves fell, the old man knelt on the ground in the big pit, with more air coming out of his mouth and less air coming in.
He looked at the approaching old man, his face gradually turned pale, his lips wriggled, and finally his head tilted, completely lifeless.
Xuan Ye searched the Xumi bag, not even the magic pen. He looked at the dilapidated scene on the ground, fearing that no one would discover this place until tomorrow, so he immediately left and hid in the forest.
Little did they know, thousands of miles away, the Bi Ling Sect, which was reorganizing its staff and planning to develop from a young age, would suffer disaster in a few months because of someone's unintentional words.
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After ten days, Xuan Ye returned to the foot of Xuantian Mountain Range again, and the crowds who came for the trial flocked to the mountain range.
Looking at the proud emperor next to me, I feel like it was the same day, no matter how arrogant I was when I first came, I feel so sad after being brushed off.
Xuan Ye stopped his horse and wanted to enter the mountain from a quiet place, but he happened to meet an old man sweeping the floor and hurriedly shouted respectfully: "Senior!"
As soon as he said this, many people turned their attention and noticed that Xuan Ye was wearing ordinary clothes and saluting the old man who was sweeping the floor. They couldn't help but sneer.
They all thought that Xuan Ye was a coward and would think that any old man he met would be an outsider.
The old man looked at Xuan Ye, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly laughed, "Not bad, not bad, it can suppress the impatience. Remember, bathe in the purple energy more often, consolidate your cultivation, and go back to the mountain gate."
Xuan Ye nodded, turned around and headed towards the river. He happened to meet Lu Han, the river crossing envoy who was testing him that day, and immediately smiled and greeted him.
"Junior Brother Xuan Ye, it seems that you have adapted well. Unlike senior brother, you can only rely on the cross-river envoys every seven days in exchange for contribution points." Lu Han said, and smiled mockingly, "I guess
Soon you will surpass me."
"Senior brother is joking."
After hearing the conversation between the two, everyone discovered that this young man in ordinary black clothes was actually a member of Xuantian Temple. Compared with Lu Han and the other two, they were really different.
"Then I won't disturb senior brother." Xuan Ye said a few polite words to him, then flew up, tapped the chain, and turned into an aurora and rushed to the other side of the river.
At this time, a male monk who had just passed the test asked teasingly: "Brother, was that guy awesome just now? You were so polite to him?"
Lu Han responded indifferently, "In a year's time, you should have the opportunity to witness his grace in the audience, so look up to him."
After receiving this extremely serious answer, the monk's face turned pale. When he looked towards the other side of the river, in the misty clouds, there was only a red light rushing into the sky.
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Xuan Ye walked through the forest again and looked at the majestic mountains, feeling faintly happy in his heart.
Compared with the first time, I can appreciate its beauty more this time. Especially the aurora in the big blue dome, pouring like a stream and shining with brilliance.
Not long after, he arrived at Fengyu Hall halfway up the mountain. As soon as he entered, he was knocked back by a hurried figure at the door.
The other party frowned in displeasure and found that Xuan Ye was not wearing Xuantianguan clothes. He thought he was a newcomer and scolded him rudely.
"Be careful while walking! I don't know, senior brother, I have something urgent. If you are delayed, let's see how I deal with you!"
"Hurry up, or I won't keep this thing for you." Elder Pan's lazy words came from inside the house.
The man immediately nodded and bowed in response, and then quickly ran out the door.
Xuan Ye didn't care. When he stepped into the house, he found that it was almost the same as when he left. Even the smile on the old man's mouth had not changed.
"It seems that things are going well." Elder Pan said with a smile.
Instead, Xuan Ye touched his nose and came to the counter with some guilt. He bowed first and then took out the collected Storm Eagle materials.
"Huh? The materials are incomplete and you took the demon crystal for personal use? This will cost you a lot of contribution points!"
Xuan Ye couldn't help but blush, and laughed, without explaining. "Elder, other materials can also be exchanged for contribution points, right?"
Elder Pan raised his eyebrows, considered the materials and nodded slowly, "You take them out together and I'll do the math for you."
Looking at the top-quality demon bones, some demon beast materials, and a bag of demon crystals that appeared on the table, Elder Pan couldn't help but be a little shocked. He checked them and frowned.
"Didn't you go and rob it?"
"Well..." Xuan Ye licked his lips and did not answer.
Elder Pan didn't ask any questions, picked it up and threw it into the cabinet at the back. The cabinet turned out to be a secret door. After swallowing the materials, a bracelet came out after a while.
"Not bad, not bad. There are actually five thousand contribution points. If you use it properly, it will be enough for you to spend half a year." Elder Pan said and asked Xuan Ye to take out his own bracelet.
The two are intertwined, and the light marks on them are slowly transferred to Xuan Ye's bracelet.
Elder Pan handed the bracelet back and asked again: "What are your plans?"
"I want to buy combat skills. Does the elder have any recommendations?"
The old man thought for a while, then narrowed his eyes and took out a set of exercises and smiled. "Although it is a bit unkind, I think I will practice it for you so that this set of exercises will not be wasted."
Xuan Ye picked up the scroll, and it had the word Tianyue written on it. The name alone was quite appetizing, but the evil smile on the old man's face made him a little uneasy. "Elder, this unkindness means..."
"Just tell me whether you want it or not? This technique is only one, but it is much stronger than the Wandering Spirit Technique you have!"
Seeing that the old man was about to take it back, Xuan Ye immediately protected him in his arms, "I want it, how much is the contribution value?"
"Hey, it's not much. I'll give you a 30% discount. It's only one thousand and eighty yuan. I'll swipe the bracelet here."
The corners of Xuan Ye's eyes twitched. Two-fifths of the contribution points were gone before the heat was applied, and the remaining ones didn't know how long they could be used.
But he really needed combat skills, especially when he heard that it was stronger than the Wandering Spirit Art, he was even more excited. He gritted his teeth and wiped away the light marks.
Looking at the star marks that had suddenly become shorter, Xuan Ye felt a pain in his body and was already thinking about when he would go out next time.
"Boy, don't worry about the contribution value. You will spend a lot of money in the future. With your talent, it should be possible to step through the gate of Genting. When the time comes, you will know how valuable it is to spend today."
"Tianmen?" Xuan Ye didn't wait to ask clearly before he was driven away by the old man. When he stepped out, he bumped into the monk who had just gone out.
The man glared angrily, wishing he could take action immediately, but then he thought of something and walked around the young man in black and quickly ran towards the counter.
Xuan Ye felt strange. When he came to the courtyard gate, he heard howling from inside.
"What? Did you sell it? Which bastard bought it? I must make him spit it out!"
Hearing this, Xuan Ye thought of the evil smile on Elder Pan's face just now, and immediately understood. Just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, he heard the rapid footsteps behind him.
The man pushed Xuan Ye away and cursed rudely, "Don't block my way!"
After walking a few steps, he paused again, turned around and looked at the young man in black, his brows furrowed. He paused for a while, then continued forward, "This shabby guy definitely can't afford the technique. Damn it, don't let it happen."