Create a Cultivation Technique at the beginning

When, when, when ,……

A sound of bells rang throughout the peak of Ultimate South Mountain, enough to ensure that every Quanzhen disciple could hear it.

This caused some commotion in the originally peaceful Quanzhen Sect again.

In the main hall.

Once again, the seven sons of Quanzhen arrived.

“What’s going on?”

“Senior brother, why do seven bells ring?”

Qiu Zhiji raised his voice, and he had already thought about it when he stepped in.

And at this moment, not only him, but also several other Quanzhen Qizi also had solemn faces.

The rules of the Daomen, under normal circumstances, the bell is only three times, and only major events will be more.

Seven bells already represent that something big has happened.

This had to make them nervous.

“Yes, Senior Brother, it stands to reason that nothing should happen.”

“Senior brother, it won’t be the Jin Guo side that sent the army over again, right?”

“It’s impossible, Jin Guo is now taking care of himself, there should be no time or that energy, I got news some time ago that Mongolia in the north has risen, Jin Guo is not peaceful now, most of the energy is focused on the north.”

“Senior Brother!”

Qiu Zhiji, Sun Buji, Hao Datong, and a named Quanzhen Qiuzi all spoke.

And in this word.

Ma Yu’s face was extremely solemn.

He waved his hand to signal his junior disciples to be quiet.

“Let’s see!”

“This is from Ouyang Feng.”

The deep voice spoke, and Ma Yu’s face was a little ugly.

And hearing his senior brother’s words, the other people couldn’t help but change their faces.

Ouyang Feng, just this name was enough to make them solemn, because that one was one of the five peerless in the world along with their master.

The most pinnacle existence in today’s martial arts.

Although it is at the top, it is also an existence that has come to an end in the decision.

At this moment, not to mention that none of them really reached the decision, and even if they did, it was unlikely to be Ouyang Feng’s opponent.

And Ouyang Feng’s letter is probably not as simple as a letter.

In fact, it is.

When several people open.

The printed text made their pupils shrink a little.

“Brother Wang, I heard that you are extremely injured, and I am afraid that you will not be blessed, so I will let me do it for you, and I will come to pick it up in three days, and ask Brother Wang for a convenience, otherwise, don’t blame me for being unkind.”

The words are very simple, martial arts people, and people from the Western Regions, Ouyang Feng is directly the future calendar, and the purpose is clear.

“!”

“Ouyang Feng, deceive people too much!”

Looking at the words on it, the faces of the other few people of Quanzhen Qizi suddenly became equally ugly, and several of them drank even more.

However, Ma Yu shook his head and spoke in a deep voice.

“Several junior brothers, you should master seems to have entered the tomb of the living dead, may really be seriously injured, Ouyang Feng’s strength is beyond doubt, with me and a few others are not his opponents at all.”

Ma Yu’s voice came, and several people were silent.

Even if I don’t want to admit it, but this is a fact, the Quanzhen faction without Wang Chongyang really has no ability to block Ouyang Feng, even if the strength of Qiu Zhiji in this era has improved a lot, much stronger than in the original work, but compared to Ouyang Feng, there is still a big gap.

Naturally, there is no way to talk about the so-called response.

“Senior Brother!”

Qiu Shuji opened his mouth, but he didn’t know how to say it.

Ma Yu, on the other hand, glanced at his junior disciples, exhaled a long breath, and then slowly spoke.

“I have already informed Uncle Junior that he should be able to return to the Quanzhen Sect tomorrow, but although Uncle Junior has made a decision, he should not be Ouyang Feng’s opponent, and he may need our assistance next, everyone prepare.”

Ma Yu said, involuntarily remembering the young man in his mind, and his right hand also subconsciously touched his arms.

There, the little sword left by the little junior brother before he left was still there.

I don’t know why, Ma Yu has a feeling that this time it is likely to rely on this.

Although even now, he didn’t know what this little sword was for.

But this feeling came so eagerly, came so abruptly, so unconsciously brought this thing with him in the past few days.

“Yes!”

“Senior Brother!”

“Understood!”

Quanzhen Qizi, the others hurried to answer.

When they heard that Zhou Botong was about to return, most of them couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, compared to them, who only have a first-class level, Zhou Botong is an existence of the same level as Ouyang Feng, even if there is a certain gap compared to Ouyang Feng, but the gap is not so big.

This time history has finally changed a bit.

Wang Chongyang, who should have died, did not die this time.

But in fact, it can be said that there has been no change.

Because Wang Chongyang was seriously injured, he could not leave the tomb of the living dead at all, and the meaning was similar.

Everything seems to be back to square one.

On the southern mountain, Ouyang Feng went up.

In the main hall, Zhou Botong hurried back.

At this moment, Zhou Botong no longer had a giggling expression, and his face only had a solemn expression.

Zhou Botong is childlike and unchanging, but not stupid.

He knew very well what was going on with the Quanzhen sect at this time.

“Ma Yu, you guys are in the Heavenly Gang Beidou Formation.”

“I block Ouyang Feng.”

“Yes, it’s Uncle Junior!”

During the conversation of several people, the next moment, the breath of the entire hall also sank at this moment, and a sense of oppression rushed to the face, even Zhou Botong’s footsteps could not help but take a step back.

“Hahaha!”

A long roar, with a terrifying true qi, instantly broke through the sound barrier, and quickly came from a distance.

It even brought gusts of wind pressure.

“Zhou Botong, just because of you, you also want to block me?”

“Add that kid!”

With rampant laughter coming from the mountain road, a figure slowly swept over.

Inadvertently, he had already reached the entrance of the main hall.

Thirty-year-old appearance, dressed in a gray-black robe, a snake staff one person tall in his hand, the snake’s head is flat, his mouth is open, and his eyes are cold, which makes people feel inexplicably cold.

The moment you step in, the aura already covers the entire surroundings.

“Ouyang Feng, my senior brother is not dead yet, you trespassed on my Quanzhen sect, do you want to die?”

Zhou Botong’s loud shouts rose, and the figure also stepped out to block the front of Quanzhen Qizi.

………

(Third, there will be !!! ）