As soon as he returned to Yunlan Temple, Yunlan said to the two Xuanmu people: "You guys have done a great job today, whether it's Xuanyan or Xuanmu. Both of them are very good, and they have made the master proud. It has been thirty years.
.In the past thirty years, our Yunlan Temple has been at the bottom every time. This has also caused us to never be able to raise our head in Kunlun. Even the five disciples of Fengzi generation ran away and died. Only the remaining
I am still willing to follow you as my master and never give up. To reward you two little guys today, I have prepared a fairy peach for each of you."
"Master said this out of touch. This is what disciples should do." Xuanmu said with great emotion.
"Thank you for the compliment, master." Xuan Yan nodded and said.
At this time, Feng Nu brought a plate with four peaches on it.
Yun Lan took a fairy peach for each of Xuanmu and said with a smile: "Come on, eat a fairy peach. If this reward is not enough, tomorrow the master will personally take you to the prairie. You know, the day after tomorrow is the next day.
You must work hard to advance to the competition for the first time."
Xuanmu quickly took the fairy peach and ate it in one bite. He also ate two fairy peaches in the past two days. This thing is still somewhat beneficial to improving his cultivation.
After eating the peaches, Xuanmu chatted with his master Yun Lan until evening before returning to his room.
A bright lamp was shining brightly. Xuanmu was sitting cross-legged in meditation. When he closed his eyes, his mind kept thinking, but he still opened his eyes.
He took out the killing sword placed in the storage ring. The blood crystal on the killing sword was already slightly dim and did not have any brilliance. Xuanmu also thought about using this killing sword for this purpose.
He was a big rival, but he was afraid that exposing this sword would lead to death.
Although he did not use the Killing Sword, today Dabi still relied on the blood spiritual power of this sword.
Xuanmu looked at the sword with his eyes open. The blood crystals on the sword had become extremely dim, and seemed to be in a state of disappearing at any time. He murmured in a low voice: "It's time to replenish the blood of the Killing Sword, otherwise it will still...
Lost in the next top ten match.”
Although he hoped in his heart that he could get a better ranking in this competition, be able to feel proud and humiliate those who sneered at him, but all this was so powerless.
He shook his head, thinking that he would go to the prairie with his master tomorrow. Then he gave up the thought of killing some wild beasts to replenish the blood of the Killing Sword. Then he still put the Killing Sword into the storage ring.
He took out a string of rosary beads from the storage ring.
This rosary was given to him by the old man. He once asked the old man where he was from. The old man said that he was from the country of He in Hezhou, Xiniu. The old man taught him how to read and write.
Natural black wood is not yet known, but after the body is gradually nourished by this string of rosary beads, the body will have wood spiritual roots.
Xuanmu thought that after he reached the tenth level of Qi refining stage, he would go to Xiniu Hezhou to see what kind of place is He Country?
He slowly fell asleep holding the rosary.
Early the next morning, I felt that my cultivation had improved a lot. After eating the fairy peach, it was really different. It was obvious that I was about to reach the bottleneck of the third level.
After tidying up, he headed towards the Qingxin Hall. He found a woman in the Qingxin Hall and sat down cross-legged.
"Yeah...? The sun is rising in the west today. Junior brother, why are you so early today?"
asked very curiously.
"Sister, can I ask you a question?" Xuanmu slowly opened his eyes and asked seriously.
At this time, Xuan Yan also started to meditate on the bed, and replied without thinking: "What's the problem? Could it be that we are about to break through the bottleneck of the third floor?"
"Three levels of bottleneck? How can I be so fast? Do you think I am an immortal?" Xuanmu rolled his eyes angrily, and then asked seriously: "Am I really a waste?"
"Who said that? Those people yesterday were jealous of you, so they slandered you like this. Don't take it to heart. You haven't practiced in the past two years, so you are lagging behind. If you had practiced, where would they be?
Can I compare with you?" Xuan Yan looked nervous when she heard this and quickly advised her.
"Senior sister thinks so too? Actually, I think so too. Haha...!" Xuanmu Monster laughed and said with a grin.
At this time, Yun Lan and Feng Nu also came to Qingxin Hall.
"Good morning, master, good morning, senior sister." When the two of them saw Yun Lan's arrival, they stood up quickly and greeted them respectfully.
"Okay, now that we are all here, let's set off. This time we will leave with our swords and come back with our swords, and show you three the scenery of the prairie." Yun Lan glanced at the two of them.
The child was quite doting and said with a smile.
"But, master..." Xuanmu scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "I don't know how to control a sword."
"Well, then you sit behind me, and I will explain to you the art of sword control." Yun Lan pondered for a moment, and then said.
Xuanmu smiled happily and said nothing.
A group of four people flew towards the green, beautiful and vast vast Mongolian prairie. Along the way, Yunlan told Xuanmu some experiences and precautions about sword control.
In less than half an hour, they reached the sky above the Mongolian grassland. However, Xuanmu and Xuanyan killed a lot of people on the way. There were seven or eight rocs shot down by their ice and wood archery skills alone.
Only. For some reason, when shooting the first Dapeng bird, Yun Lan did not reprimand the two of them. Instead, she said: "Today, Kunlun's sect rules no longer restrict you. You can do whatever you want."
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Only then did the two of them dare to shoot so many Dapeng birds, but all of them were tightly entangled by Yun Lan with the silk thread behind the fly whisk.
After they landed on the prairie, they immediately understood what the master meant. It turned out that the master was going to roast and eat all the rocs.
Seeing this, Xuanmu and the others also hurriedly picked up firewood everywhere.
A burning bonfire rose into the sky, and seven or eight rocs were hung high on the fire, burnt to black.
The four of them worked hard for a long time, until at noon, they set up a simple wooden table, with a piece of silk cloth several feet in size spread out under the wooden table. The four of them sat cross-legged on the silk cloth, but their eyes
They all stared at the dozen or so fatty barbecued meats on the table.
The four of them were looking at the scenery, blowing the warm south wind, and basking in the bright sunshine. They were eating barbecue, humming songs, drinking wine, and boiling goat's milk, and had a wonderful time.
They played until night before returning to Yunlan Temple.