Chapter 4

In the early morning of the next day, the soft morning light shone slantingly on the spacious square in Xuanbing Palace, the east had just spit white, and hundreds of disciples from Xuanbing Palace had already gathered in the square, Practicing all kinds of gorgeous swordsmanship and boxing.

They are all disciples from the Nine Peaks Gate of the Xuanbing Palace. Every morning, almost all the disciples of the Xuanbing Palace gather in this square for morning exercises.

There are also many disciples with high cultivation bases who have mastered the mind of controlling objects with a sword, flying around in mid-air, making some rookies who have just joined the Xuanbing Palace envious.

The head of Xuanbing Palace, Jiang Wuya, walked slowly with the disciples he accepted yesterday, and shouted to a young man who was dancing a sword in the air: "Yan Bin, come here."

The young man named "Yan Bin" immediately put his sword back into its sheath when he heard the sect master calling him, jumped in front of Jiang Wuya, bowed and said: "Master, good morning!"

Jiang Wuya nodded slightly, "Your cultivation base and martial skills have been making quite good progress recently, and now I will entrust a few juniors and younger sisters to you as a master, and you will first pass on the ten heavy acquired body tempering exercises for my master, Let me know when they reach the Innate Qi Condensation Realm."

"Yes, Master!" Wu Yanbin's face was a little excited, this is the performance of the sect leader's trust in him!
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The masters of the rest of the peaks and veins either give pointers in person, or send their favorite disciples to teach art on their behalf. In the whole square, everyone is extremely busy, except for one person who seems particularly lonely.

Han Xiao was standing alone on the square at the moment. Last night, that old drunk in Mu Yunchuan dropped a copy of "Bingxuan Jin" and ran away. He had no choice but to run to the square by himself to observe other brothers practicing martial arts.

Although he came to Xuanbing Palace to practice "Ice Profound Strength" to dissolve fire poison, he still needs to learn some martial arts. Seeing those senior brothers sweeping out sword energy more than ten meters away, Han Xiao was envious to death.

The [Yin-Yang Ghost Art] he learned in his previous life is indeed mysterious, but it can only communicate with Yin-Yang ghosts and gods, and see things that ordinary people cannot see, and has no actual combat power.

But it's strange to say that Han Xiao practiced "Ice Profound Strength" last night. I don't know why, but he didn't get any Xuanbing Qi, but his whole body was warm and seemed to be full of energy. Han Xiao couldn't figure it out.

Han Xiao stood on a boulder around the square, looked around, and found that the girl Ye Xuan was not there, presumably her master had arranged some special training for her.

After all, she is a super genius with extraordinary talents!

Han Xiao smiled wryly, and said to himself: God really likes to joke, that girl Xuan'er is so pretty and has such high qualifications, she has been a maid for six years for such a good-for-nothing like me. Thinking about it, I really made a lot of money sent.

Suddenly, Han Xiao's eyes were pulled away by a white figure. It was a stunning fairy who was teaching his little disciple.

It was the stunning beauty who amazed the audience during the acceptance ceremony!
Han Xiao only knew that this fairy was also one of the peak masters of Xuanbing Palace and his little uncle, but he didn't know her name.

Han Xiao hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

The so-called fair and modest lady, the gentleman likes to be good.In the past six years, Han Xiao has experienced countless times of life and death sufferings, and he has already realized that life should be happy in time and do what you want.Because he didn't know if he could survive the next heart-burning pain.

At this moment, the stunning fairy stretched out a light-white jade finger, and the lovely girl in front of the stand slightly raised the long sword in her hand, and said softly: "Ling'er, with this move, the tip of the sword has to go back to the snow." Move up three inches, you know?"

The pretty girl nodded repeatedly with her big bright eyes open, but suddenly saw a thin young man approaching, her expression froze.

"Sister Fairy, what's your name?" Han Xiao squinted his eyes, pretending to be cute.

Although Han Xiao's body is only a half-teenage boy, the soul under the body is already mature.

The stunning fairy looked at him with some surprise, apparently she didn't expect that this third-generation disciple would dare to strike up a conversation, and she smiled innocently.

The fairy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled sweetly and said, "My name is Qiu Wanyun, what do you want?"

"No." Han Xiao shook his head, "I just want to know the name of the little uncle."

"Pfft." Qiu Wanyun pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly, "You are honest, little guy, why, Brother Pastor, doesn't care about you?"

"I don't want him to care about it." Han Xiao frowned, and said with a look of disgust: "I hate other people drinking. Master is full of alcohol, and the smell makes me feel so uncomfortable."

"You little fellow, do you despise your master so much?" Qiu Wanyun couldn't help but smile, her bright eyes formed a crescent moon, she finally held back her smile, and said: "Be careful, I will sue your master .”

"Hee hee, little uncle won't betray me." Han Xiao hit the snake with the stick, and soon started talking with the two beauties, one big and one small.

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Not far away, the brothers around were all staring at Han Xiao with weird eyes, and some of them seemed to be spitting fire from their eyes.

You know, Qiu Wanyun is a goddess recognized in the entire Xuanbing Palace, and she seems to be nonchalant about anyone on weekdays, so how could she talk and laugh happily with this trash.

"Fuck, this guy actually dares to get so close to my junior uncle!"

"Damn it, this stinky and shameless bastard, his eyes are almost glued to the little uncle's body, ahh! I want to kill him!"

"Could it be that women have changed these days, don't they like geniuses and trash?" A black and fat boy sighed, "It's a pity, I am a yellow-level five-star talent. Compared with that Han Xiao, It's not useless enough!"

"Hehe..." All the disciples around gave the fat black boy a look of contempt. With his face, even if his whole body was ruined from the inside to the outside, it is impossible for the little uncle to look at him. glance.

Although they didn't want to admit it, Han Xiaona did have a pretty face, and such a pretty face was the most attractive to women.

The cute girl called "Ling'er" by Qiu Wanyun was obviously quite new to Han Xiao's way of chatting, so she asked Han Xiao timidly, "Is your name Han Xiao?"

Han Xiao froze for a moment, pointed to the bridge of his nose, and said in surprise, "Am I already so famous in Xuanbing Palace?"

"No." The girl said with a sweet smile: "The only useless one-star talent in the entire Xuanbing Palace is not famous?"

The next moment, the girl suddenly realized that she seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I have no other meaning."

"It doesn't matter, my talent is really not good." Han Xiao shrugged, and then smiled lightly: "That's why I have to work harder, and I will definitely not fall behind others too much!"

"Hmm!" The girl was immediately moved by Han Xiao's positive and optimistic spirit. She couldn't help holding Han Xiao's right hand, patted her chest and said, "My name is Feng Ling'er. If you need help in the future, You go to Juechen Peak to find me!"

Qiu Wanyun couldn't help but glanced at Han Xiaogao. It's really rare to have such awareness at this age. Unfortunately, his talent is really too bad!
(End of this chapter)

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