"That's it. The chapters are updated the fastest. At this point in the practice of the Lightning Mother Sword Technique, it is basically the first step. From now on, the only thing left is to keep practicing and improve your proficiency."
Yang Ji weighed it and felt it was almost done, so he left along the hillside.
The power of "Dian Mu Sword Technique" is extremely powerful, and when combined with "Floating Light Body Technique", it is even more mysterious and unpredictable, making it difficult to resist. Yang Ji has initially mastered this sword technique, and all that remains is to practice more and figure it out.
detail.
"call!"
Not long after Yang Ji disappeared and left, the bushes and grass all over the mountain suddenly broke by the roots, and the grass stems turned into countless fragments, flying all over the sky.
Looking carefully, all the cuts on the grass stems are as smooth as a mirror...
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As time passed, Yang Ji traveled back and forth between the mountain forest and Tieguan Mountain every day. The "Dian Mu Sword Technique" became more and more sophisticated and powerful.
"Dong dong dong!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Yang Ji didn't even look back.
The door opened, and an unfamiliar, young-looking disciple walked in from the outside with a cold light.
"Brother, the elder asked me to tell you that the operation can begin."
The young Iron Crown disciple looked at Yang Ji, but there was no expression on his face. He was talking to himself, like a lifeless machine.
"Elder? Action?"
Yang Ji was startled, with confusion in his eyes.
"What, is that 'deal' senior brother?"
The young Iron Crown disciple reminded, his face still blank.
"trade!"
Hearing those two clenching voices, Yang Ji was shocked, and he suddenly understood. What elder, what..., there was only one person with whom he had a special relationship on Tieguan Mountain.
"Gatekeeper!"
A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind. During this period, he was obsessed with practicing. He was so focused that he almost forgot about the deal with the gatekeeper.
"I always thought he was isolated from the world and guarding the top of the mountain alone. Unexpectedly, it turned out that he could command the disciples in the sect a long time ago."
Yang Ji looked at the unfamiliar disciple in front of him and was secretly surprised.
The "Tibetan Scripture Cave" is on the top of the mountain, and it is not easy to get close to it. In addition to passing through the palaces of the "elder brothers", you also have to pass under the eyes of the elders.
When Yang Ji agreed to the gatekeeper's deal before, he had thought about how to contact him. Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper had already solved this problem.
There are various restrictions on going up to the Sutra Storage Cave. Yang Ji is almost certain that the familiar disciple of the sect in front of him is either an elder disciple who serves the elders of the sect every day and can go up to the Sutra Storage Cave at any time;
An elder particularly took a fancy to the confidants around Jing Lai's "eldest brother".
In short, someone who can act as a "gatekeeper" microphone is definitely of extraordinary status.
"Where is the location?"
Yang Ji asked.
"Twenty miles to the northwest at most. I'll know when I go there."
After saying that, the young Iron Crown disciple turned around and left. He didn't even give Yang Ji a chance to ask. His footsteps pattered away, and he disappeared outside the door in just a moment.
"It's finally time to take action. The opportunity has come just in time! No matter what the Vitality Grass says, we can't let it go easily."
Yang Ji sighed, picked up the five "Guquan Swords" on the wall, stood up and left.
The cold wind outside the window blew against my face, and it felt like a knife cutting my face. During the "Snow Cold" period, the weather was obviously much colder.
"Senior brother, senior brother..."
Just as he walked to the square, a familiar voice suddenly came, and Yang Jixun looked out. He saw three figures hurriedly running over from the bottom of the mountain.
"Um?"
Yang Ji's long eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes showed a sharp light:
"Zhang Xiong, Xiao Guan, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
The few people coming down the mountain along the mountain path were Zhang Xiong, Li Xiaoguan, and Zhao Chan. Although they had obtained the qualifications of formal disciples, these people taught by Yang Ji basically maintained their relationship with Yang Ji and still respected him extremely.
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"Brother, this..."
The three of them ran to the square. They stopped in front of Yang Ji and looked at each other, their faces red with embarrassment.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Yang Ji said calmly.
"Here, Senior Brother Yang. Do you still remember that you asked us to send something to Senior Sister Lin and Senior Brother Zhao before?"
The three of them hesitated for a moment, but Zhang Xiong stood up and spoke.
Yang Ji stood there, watching the three of them silently. Slowly, he finally thought about it.
Some time ago, he studied the scriptures and paintings of "Dian Mu Sword Technique" and "Ba Xia Fu Tian Fist" in the Sutra Cave, and understood the final essence.
After I came back, I sorted it out and summarized it into a book.
Because Yang Ji was busy with the martial arts examination next year, he gave these two books to Zhang Xiong and others to give to Lin Qingyan and Zhao Hua.
This was originally just a small matter, and Yang Ji didn't take it to heart.
"What's wrong? The stuff wasn't delivered?"
Yang Ji frowned and said.
"I'm sorry, senior brother."
The three of them handed over the two secret books with embarrassment on their faces. Yang Ji handed over this matter to them not only for trust, but also for them to have contact with it in private, so that they would benefit a lot.
It was just such a small thing, and the three of them didn't expect that there would be any problems.
"We have gone to look for him. Senior Sister Lin is not here. The senior sisters under her don't dare to accept her either."
Zhao Chan said with an embarrassed look.
"Then Zhao Hua isn't here either?"
Yang Ji took the two books and said with some doubts.
"Well. We originally wanted to give away at least one of the two books. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Zhao Hua is not here either. Although his confidants are there, but... we dare not give it to them."
Zhang Xiong explained. Those people around Zhao Hua cannot be trusted:
"We originally thought that we would wait for them to come back after a while and then hand it over to them. But we didn't expect that they haven't come back yet."
"oh?"
Yang Ji was secretly wondering. Even if one of them was not here, why were both of them not here? And why didn't he receive any news about it?
"It's almost the end of the year. Shouldn't Senior Sister Lin and Zhao Hua go down the mountain to do tasks at this time?"
Yang Ji felt very strange in his heart.
At the end of the year, the weather is extremely cold. According to the current level of coldness, it will snow soon. At this time, except for those who have not completed the tasks they have received before and are delayed outside and cannot come back, ordinary sect disciples will not come back.
Accept the task.
"knew."
Yang Ji took the two secret books into his arms and waved to the three of them:
"I can handle this matter myself. You go and do your work."
"Brother, I apologize."
"This matter was not handled smoothly!"
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All three of them looked apologetic. None of them expected that such a trivial matter would go unhandled.
"Okay, I said it doesn't matter. You can go."
Yang Ji just smiled and didn't care.
"I don't know where they went?"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and after the three people left, they flew down the mountain and left straight away.
…………
There was vast grass at the foot of the mountain. Yang Ji left the road and flew northwest along the grass path. As he walked, he thought to himself.
The "gatekeeper" only said that they were in the northwest, but did not explain the characteristics of these people. Nor did they explain their specific locations. Based on these alone, it is not easy to find them in the northwest, which is blocked by mountains and vegetation.
Moreover, Yang Ji had another doubt in his mind.
Evil and demonic people seem to have some special means to disguise their evil aura. People like Fang Bai have been lurking in the Iron Crown Sect for several years without anyone noticing, and the same is true for Meng Shenji.
"...These guys are so courageous. If they dare to appear around the Iron Crown Sect, they must have something to rely on. The most likely reason is that they are disguised."
Yang Ji thought of the small town at the foot of the mountain. Disciples from other sects often appeared there. It was not easy to distinguish those evil masters from the sect disciples.
"I can only give it a try. Anyway, if you meet someone who is not a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, go and give it a try."
Yang Ji murmured.
Asking the "gatekeeper" about this kind of thing is useless. He has chains on his body and is restricted to the top of the mountain. It is impossible to see those people. Yang Ji knows it well. The most likely possibility is that the gatekeeper saw through it with his strong strength and perception.
The disguise on these people directly reflects the evil power and dark blood in those people.
In other words, the "gatekeepers" actually don't know what these people look like or what their characteristics are.
"I can only rely on myself."
Yang Ji touched the sword in his hand, and a cold feeling came from his palm. Yang Ji suddenly felt more at ease, and seemed to have a little more confidence.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji's figure flashed. He stepped on each big tree and turned back and forth on the top of the treetops. After a while, he climbed to a mountain peak along the forest sea. With a glance, the nearby scenery immediately came into view.
"It's cold now. It's the end of the year, and there are very few people within a radius of a hundred miles, which makes it a lot easier. As long as we find those people who are not from our sect and have good appearances, and interrogate them, it shouldn't be difficult to find them."
Yang Ji stood on the top of the tree, thinking secretly. The cold wind blew against his face, and when he looked around, he saw waves of pines, everything was quiet, and there were no people.
"Let's go take a look at the front again."
Yang Ji's figure swept away, flew down the branch, and flew towards another hilltop in the northwest direction.
"Lai!"
When Yang Ji arrived at the second hilltop, there was a sudden roar, and at the foot of the mountain hundreds of feet away, a group of trees trembled, making a faint clicking sound.
This wave of fluctuations was very fast, and with a swish, it quickly moved toward the southeast.
"found it!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed, his whole body tightened, and his muscles collapsed. He was about to chase after him when suddenly there was a loud cry, and a behemoth weighing at least more than a thousand kilograms suddenly emerged from the woods, stumbling around for only a few seconds.
In one breath, he climbed over the opposite hill and disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ji couldn't help but be startled.
"It turns out to be a wild boar!"
Yang Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The cold winter is approaching. After a spring and autumn, these wild boars have grown fat and fat, and there is a thick layer of fat under the pig skin.
At this time, he was running rampant, looking for food everywhere, knocking down trees, and the noise looked similar to that of a human being.
“Let’s go and look elsewhere.”
Yang Ji flew forward and flew forward again.
Ten miles, twenty miles, three times except for the silence in the mountains, Yang Ji searched more than ten hills in succession, but there was nothing except the vast grass and the sound of the howling wind. It seemed that there was nothing else except him.
people.
As for the evil master mentioned by the "gatekeeper", there is no trace.
"Did they leave?"
Yang Ji was slightly uneasy.
The "gatekeeper" said it was more than twenty miles northwest, but he was now more than twenty miles away from Tieguan Mountain. People are alive, not dead.
Within a few hundred miles, the most famous existence is the "Iron Crown Sect". Good and evil are at odds with each other. If these powerful evil men came for the Iron Crown Sect, it stands to reason that you should have seen them all the way here.
"Have they already left?"
A thought flashed across Yang Ji's mind, and his heart suddenly sank. (To be continued...)