"do not fight?"

Pei Daoye looked over.

The blue-robed monk was silent.

On the other hand, the female monk who had her hair cut off by Pei Daoye's sword didn't say a word, but she suddenly struck out, with green light emerging from her cuffs.

Pei Daoye sneered.

There are always those who are not afraid of death.

Flick away with your fingers.

A sword talisman in his hand bounced away in an instant, blending into the darkness and disappearing.

"boom!"

But just the next second.

The female monk who rushed over had her heart broken open and she vomited blood. She flew backwards and hit the side of the mountain wall. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

And during this process, there was not even a blink of an eye.

The faces of the blue-robed monks and others suddenly changed. Tiechuan was about to step forward, but Yinlang followed and his voice became colder: "Tiechuan, if you want to fight, I will completely break up with you. From now on... with or without me... ”

Tiechuan stopped and turned his head to look.

Everyone competed with each other.

"Are you serious?" Tiechuan frowned.

Yin Lang said angrily: "After all, you still tell me it's a lie?"

"Ten years of friendship, that's it?" Tiechuan was also a little annoyed.

Silver Wolf curled his lips, suddenly looked away, and then dropped a sentence.

"Leave it to you."

Then he took Pei Daoye and others and left.

Tiechuan shouted from behind: "You owe me a favor."

"I owe it to you, uncle!"

Silver Wolf said angrily.

Tiechuan yelled curses from behind, but Yinlang had already disappeared with his men.

"Tiechuan, do we really want to help them snipe the Xuanyin Sect?"

"Go and see Jin Hui. If he's not dead, take him with you and run away... What the hell, there's Jin Dan approaching from the Xuanshan Gate. What are you doing stupidly? Run away."

The group of people took the unconscious female monk and left.

However, Nu Meixiu was suddenly surprised: "Jin Hui's storage bag is missing..."

"Ignore it for now, run away." The blue-robed monk couldn't help but think of Pei Daoye, but he didn't see how Pei Daoye took away Jin Hui's storage bag, and it was too late to think about it now.

……

Originally I thought there was going to be a hearty fight, but unfortunately to Pei Daoye's expectation, the fight could not go on.

Silver Wolf took them back to the stronghold.

The upper body of the monk who was killed earlier was covered in blood, there was a hole between his eyebrows, and the blood on his face had dried.

Everyone was a little silent.

On the way back just now, the yellow soil was soaked with blood.

Seeing Pei Daoye in a daze, Yinlang thought it was his first time to experience such a thing, so he said habitually: "You will get used to it after seeing it too many times. This kind of competition that involves too much depth will end up killing you in the end."

There was a series of explosions in the distance.

People from Xuanshan Sect and Xuanyin Sect have already started fighting.

Pei Daoye and the others looked up.

A stream of red flames appeared in the southeast corner, and the area it reflected was like a burning cloud.

"It seems that I have discovered something good..." Silver Wolf's eyes flickered a few times.

Some movement.

However, when he saw the corpse beside him, he still sighed and did not continue.

In the face of high-end combat power, they are nothing more than cannon fodder.

After announcing that the mission was over, he personally sent Pei Daoye away, and the two activated the teleportation array to return to the feudal country.

"You have good attainments in swordsmanship. Maybe you can try practicing this ancient swordsmanship."

Silver Wolf took out a black fish scale.

Don't forget to remind: "I got this from Nanxu three years ago. It has my translation on it, which may be helpful to your swordsmanship."

"Ancient swordsmanship?" Pei Daoye was a little surprised.

"That's right." Yin Lang said sternly: "I have to admit that the ancient cultivation techniques are indeed profound. This swordsmanship mainly nourishes the body, has a great tempering effect on the internal organs, and involves blood exchange in the body...

But if you practice, you should take it easy. I once heard that a monk practiced ancient cultivation techniques and ended up killing himself.

Ancient arts have extremely high physical requirements. You can find inspiration through this, which may help you refine your sword intent. "

"Yin Lang, thank you." Pei Daoye took the fish scales and was also a little curious.

The swordsmanship he now practices includes Xuanshan Sect's "Taiyi Sword Jue" and the "Lei Xuan True Shape Sword Sutra" he accidentally captured, including the "Eight Parts of True Yang Sword Formation" which is already on the sixth level.

Although it can now be stored in a skill slot.

But Pei Daoye also discovered a problem.

It doesn't mean that if he belongs to the same origin, he can practice infinitely. There is a premise that the homogenous technique he practices must reach the full level before he can practice new homologous techniques.

Or wait for the upgrade, borrow a new skill slot to practice, and then divide it into skill slots with the same source of skills.

The latter is also the only loophole that Pei Daoye can think of that can be exploited.

Just an upgrade…

Pei Daoye looked at the progress required to improve his level. He was afraid that before that, he would be able to perfect his swordsmanship in advance.

Seeing him taking the fish scales, Silver Wolf said again: "What happened this time is that I owe you a favor. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to me. If you are below the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, tell me who you need to kill."

If Pei Daoye hadn't stepped forward later, the stone slab might not have been saved at all.

Moreover, Pei Daoye discovered the last few stone slabs first, so he owed Pei Daoye a favor.

This ancient swordsmanship is suitable for him.

But it was nothing compared to the slate in his hand.

"Jianjiu, logically I shouldn't interfere with your practice, but I still have to remind you that ancient swordsmanship is very strong, but it may not be suitable for us. You must keep calm."

"I understand." Pei Daoye paused: "If the content on the slate is deciphered, can you tell me?"

"No problem, after all, you are also a great hero." Silver Wolf said with a smile.

He said that the people in the Seventeenth Hall were never stingy with their own people.

When parting, Yin Lang advised Pei Daoye to leave Fengguo as soon as possible, saying that now that Xuanshanmen and Xuanyin Sect are at war in the ruins... Fengguo and Yueguo will definitely not be peaceful.

Pei Daoye could only agree superficially.

He wanted to leave, but how could he give up his apparent identity now?

Yinlang wanted to send him away, but Pei Daoye declined, and then the two separated.

To Pei Daoye's relief, Silver Wolf did not follow him. He returned to Tianxiang City first and contacted Shangguan Xiangling immediately.

but……

This woman actually didn't reply to herself.

Such a big thing happened and she didn't care at all?

Get rid of distracting thoughts.

Pei Daoye returned to his residence in Tianxiang City and changed into long-term home clothes. As for the night clothes, he had burned them and disposed of them.

After swallowing a foundation building pill.

He silently began to operate the technique.

Adjust your breath for a moment.

He took out all the storage bags for tonight's harvest, eleven in total.

Fang Qingming provided two by himself.

After all, he is the grandson of the elder of Taiyi Peak, and two storage bags provide two medium-grade magic weapons.

A sword and a set of fire attribute attack formation flags.

The magic sword was thrown directly into the storage bag by Pei Daoye, and was kept to be melted by the Hunyuan Soldier Talisman in the future.

In addition, this guy also provided more than ten foundation-building pills.

However, since he was able to refine the perfect foundation-building pill, few of the foundation-building pills refined outside could catch his eye.

On the contrary, there were three bottles of elixir for strengthening the body, and he accepted them all.

The supplies provided by the other Xuanshan disciples were not much, and together they could make Fang Qingming as rich as he was.

It is worth mentioning the female monk in the Thirteenth Hall.

After killing the opponent with one strike of his sword, he quietly used the talisman to snatch away the opponent's storage bag.

It's hard to tell that this woman has hidden more than a dozen love story books between men and women. What's even more outrageous is that the male protagonist in every story book has the surname Zhou.

"This woman is in love with a monk named Zhao?"

I casually opened the storybook and glanced at it. Every word on it was filled with passion...

"It's really unexpected. It looks so innocent... and the result is."

Throw the book away casually.

Respect other people's hobbies.

I found more than thirty sword gallstones and several pieces of gold sand.

As for the sword skills practiced by this woman, Pei Daoye read them through and found that the grade was too low and he had no interest in practicing them.

After packing up all his things, Pei Daoye began to practice with his eyes closed.

Night falls.

That night, Pei Daoye had a dream.

In the dream, the woman with her back to him, her long hair disheveled, was looking back at him...

"Boiled!"

Pei Daoye woke up suddenly.

I seemed to see something out of the corner of my eye, and my hair started to stand up!

……

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(I have taken medicine and am currently suffering from a low fever. My condition is better than yesterday, with occasional soreness. Finally, please give me a vote~) (End of this chapter)

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