In order to learn swordsmanship, Xiao Wuhui did not resist worshipping others as his master, but what he wanted to worship were those strong people with higher cultivation than himself.

Zheng Ming just entered the Yuefan Realm. It can be said that he was not even as good as some of his disciples, so he even made him become a disciple with shameless words.

"You kid is talking nonsense like this, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your stone. I will put the words here for you. When you feel embarrassed, you can ask for help from me." Xiao Wuhui looked at Zheng Ming and said as if he promised: "I will never let those people make things difficult for you."

As he spoke, Xiao Wuhui rose into the air, his sleeves waving, and his whole person turned into a sword light and disappeared.

Zheng Ming looked at Xiao Wuhui who was flying away, and a smile appeared on his face. Although what he said just now was angering Xiao Wuhui and asking him not to continue talking, he was still a little moved at this moment.

Xiao Wuhui has good qualifications and is able to accept him as a disciple, which will be of great use to him in the future.

"This guy doesn't know that if he can worship you as his teacher, it will be his greatest honor in his life!" The divine green snail appeared behind Zheng Ming and said lightly: "The true meaning of your Hunyuan Qing sword body is really suitable for him."

"Although he has never seen Kaitian's will, as long as you selflessly impart this method to him, I believe that his achievements will definitely be above you."

The divine green snail was extremely confident. It was obvious that she was optimistic about Xiao Wuhui. Zheng Ming smiled at the divine green snail and said, "It depends on whether he can seize this opportunity."

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Although the Rising Sky Peak is not the highest, it has a sword that cuts the sky, which makes people feel scared when they see it.

Although it was already night, Du Renjie did not rest or even practice. He just stood there quietly, as if he was quietly observing the moon.

But in fact, his heart was not calm. Today's scene kept flashing in his heart.

Ji Yuan is better than him, and Zheng Ming is better than him!

He used to think that he was the first person in the younger generation, but now he realized that he was far inferior to others.

This kind of gap makes him uncomfortable, and he wants to catch up with this gap. Du Renjie will never give up on this matter.

Just as he was clenching his fists, he saw a figure not far away, a figure as tall as a sword.

Master! Why didn’t he practice?

"It's Renjie. Zheng Ming said that as long as I take him as my teacher, he will teach me the sharp and true meaning. What do you think I should do?" Just as Du Renjie was hesitating whether to leave, Xiao Wuhui suddenly spoke.

Xiao Wuhui's figure gradually disappeared under the moonlight, and Du Renjie had no time to answer his master's question. After seeing his master leave, he also understood that he didn't need to answer this question at all.

In fact, his master already had the answer.

When Du Renjie heard the question he said, his first feeling was anger, anger that came from the heart.

Too much, it's too much! Zheng Ming, he dared to say that he would let his master be his disciple, who did he think he was!

His master is the number one in swordsmanship. In Du Renjie's opinion, he looked down on him, but he didn't know how to polite him and insisted on filling him with big cloves of garlic here.

Damn it, it's so hateful. Countless thoughts flashed in Du Renjie's heart. He clenched his fists and his eyes became cold.

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In the early morning of the Sanhuangping, Zheng Ming sat cross-legged on the green lotus platform, quietly doing morning class. At the moment when the first ray of Taichu purple qi appeared in the sky, Zheng Ming quickly breathed and used his technique, that is, in a moment, the technique of the Red Sunshine Daqian was used in Zheng Ming's body three times.

Every time, Zheng Ming felt that the true energy in his dantian had increased a little. Although this trace was very small, the true energy was true energy after all, and it was much stronger than ordinary true energy.

However, this kind of Taichu purple qi is too little, and it is just between breathing and sinking into Zheng Ming's body, and it becomes pure yang qi.

Although the pure yang energy also helped Zheng Ming a lot, it was still too far behind Taichu purple energy.

Moreover, the two treasure veins in the body correspond to two great magical talismans, so the Taichu purple qi absorbed by Zheng Ming was actually divided into two parts.

This already made Taichu purple qi, which was already in short supply, was even less than enough. If it weren't for the green lotus platform sitting down to increase the absorption speed, Zheng Ming's cultivation speed would probably not be as good as the ordinary Leaping Realm.

The light of the red sun in the early morning shone lazily on Zheng Ming's body, as if he had put on a golden suit for Zheng Ming. No, it should be said that under the illumination of this light, Zheng Ming seemed to have become a golden man.

Incomparable sacredness, just like a scorching sun.

The Hongrizhao Daqian's martial arts became more and more powerful when they arrived at the Yuefan Realm. After exploring the Hongrizhao Daqian's martial arts, Zheng Ming found that he could practice in recent times with two methods.

One is the Sun Divine Needle, the other is the Sun Divine Flame!

The most rare one is not the Sun Divine Flame, but the Sun Divine Needle. This method refers to the fact that after practice, the true energy in the body is gathered into a needle, and then radiates to all directions like the sun's light.

As long as this Sun Divine Needle can be refined into the first stage, even if thousands of people are besieged Zheng Ming, it will be difficult to please him.

Even when the light shines, the person who shines in the light can be killed in one fell swoop.

However, although it is not difficult to gather true energy into needles, the difficult thing is to gather 3,600 sun god needles.

This is a water-mixing process, and it is impossible to come even if it is urgent. However, the Sun God Flame needs to be understood, and the true energy in the body needs to be used to exert the Sun God Flame through the understanding of the Sun God Flame Dao pattern.

There are many people who practice the Red Riding Thousand Practice, but not many people who practice the Sun Divine Flame, because the practice of this technique is really a bit dangerous.

According to the records of the Red Ridge Sect, half of the people who practiced the Sun Divine Flame were not sure, and because the sun fire entered the body, the whole person eventually turned into ashes.

Not everyone can practice the Red Ridge Sect’s sect-controlling technique. All those who can be awarded this technique are geniuses.

Zheng Ming sucked the last mouthful of pure yang energy into his mouth, and then slowly let out a breath. At this moment, in addition to being comfortable all over, what made him feel the most was that time was really not enough.

The thirteen kinds of magic talismans require him to practice into thirteen kinds of martial arts. These are enough for him to feel uncomfortable, and the martial arts are still far apart.

Wait for a while and go to the Sutra Pavilion. As a major sect, Wanxiang Mountain should have a considerable collection, hoping to have what you need.

"Senior Brother, it's time to eat." Mu Wan'er's shout came from a distance. Although the sound was still the same, from the girl's words, Zheng Ming heard joy, just like a light bird.

Light porridge and light vegetables, but after Mu Wan'er's skillful hands, it has a fragrance that makes people unable to stop.

Although Zheng Ming no longer has to eat, Zheng Ming felt that this was the most beautiful enjoyment in the world while eating Mu Wan'er's things.

"Wan'er, if you can't eat the food Wan'er cooks in the future, my senior brother really doesn't know how he will live next!"

Zheng Ming's words were inspired, but in fact, they were also the most real feelings in his heart. Mu Wan'er's cheeks flushed, and then he said firmly: "Wan'er will be with her senior brother for the rest of her life."

This was said very calmly, just like the most normal conversation with Zheng Ming, but from Mu Wan'er's words, what Zheng Ming heard was Mu Wan'er's determination.

He looked at the calm girl and smiled on his face.

Just as the two of them were enjoying this warm breakfast silently, someone said in a deep voice: "Song Shuyun, a lineage of all things, asked to see the sect leader!"

Zheng Ming is not unfamiliar with the three words Song Shuyun. After he became the leader of Wanxiang Mountain, he already knew the location of Song Shuyun.

Jiang Yuan’s most trusted junior brother is also the butler of the entire Wanxiang Sect. He is in the Wanxiang Sect with high power.

It can be said that the operation of the entire Wanxiang Gate is inseparable from this person. Although Zheng Ming did not like this person, he had to see him.

"Greetings to the sect leader." When Zheng Ming walked out of the room, Song Shuyun had already bowed and looked extremely polite.

It can even be said that at this time, Song Shuyun seemed extremely respectful to Zheng Ming, just like a real subordinate who was visiting his supreme sect leader.

But Zheng Ming couldn't feel any sincerity in this regard. He knew very well that Song Shuyun might be dissatisfied with him.

"Uncle Song doesn't have to be too polite." Zheng Ming waved his hand and said politely to Song Shuyun: "Uncle Master, please sit down and talk."

When Song Shuyun heard Zheng Ming call his uncle, a faint strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he sat down opposite Zheng Ming with respect.

"The Sanhuangping is a blessed land. According to legend, these three pine trees were planted by the ancestors of that year. Watching the sunrise on the Sanhuangping is a grand scene in our Wanxiang Mountain."

Song Shuyun talked with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. Zheng Ming listened quietly, and he knew in his heart that this time Song Shuyun would never discuss the scenery with him.

"Sect Master, Senior Brother Jiang Yuan was deeply inspired after seeing the Sect Master's Qinglian Sword Technique. Some martial arts that he had not been able to understand were suddenly enlightened."

"So last night, after he went back, he started to go into seclusion. Before going into seclusion, let me make a deposit with you on his behalf."

While speaking, Song Shuyun took out his storage bracelet, and a red copper seal appeared in his hand.

The red copper seal was only the size of a baby's fist, but it was extremely simple. Looking at the seal, Zheng Ming's heart suddenly trembled.

He knew that this seal should be the seal of the Wanxiang Sect, which represents the position of the leader of the Wanxiang Sect. This seal has always been in the hands of the Wanxiang lineage.
Chapter completed!