After a moment.

Both Bai Ao and Zhu Juneng were in a hot position. Zhu Juneng was at the peak of the fourth level of the Earth Lock, and in theory it was not Bai Ao's opponent at all.

But even if Bai Ao got angry, he did not use his real power.

The two of them were coming and going, with many phantoms.

Three locks show a phantom.

But the martial arts of Wuxin Academy are sought to be a vague and outspoken, and the phantom appears naturally as an immortal.

Zhu Juneng's phantom was the immortal's guide. A finger was poked out from the clouds, and Bai Ao had not used the sixth level of power, and the same was true.

The junior sister was stunned and shouted from afar: "Second Brother, Seventh Brother, stop fighting, don't fight!!"

The two of them followed the trend with a sword to block the situation, and then opened up and stopped their movements.

Zhu Juneng "snatched" her mouth, Bai Ao returned to the sword and entered the sheath, his eyes like an eagle.

Xia Yuan probably understood, so he turned to look at Bai Aoqi and said, "Second junior brother, do you want to be the senior brother of the Academy?"

In his impression, the second junior brother was not such a person.

Sure enough, Bai Ao shook his head, "I don't mean that. I just don't want to see the eldest brother so depravity and absurdity. The younger sister has already locked the fourth level of the ground. The senior brother can't fall behind the junior sister, right?"

On the Bixiao Cliff, there was a sudden silence, and everyone felt a little heavy.

But Xia Yuan felt a warmth in his heart.

Before I knew it, the second junior brother became so arrogant.

Let’s look at the junior sister and the seventh junior brother. Both of them blinked and looked at themselves with concern, as if they were afraid that the second junior brother would be unhappy.

He smiled and promised: "Okay, senior brother will work hard and make a breakthrough soon."

Bai Ao said: "Okay, Master and his wife asked us to give us thirty servings of medicinal materials. Senior brother bathed in the medicine once a day, soaked for an hour, and absorbed the medicine liquid.

The classics of Wuxin Jiandao, I have already obtained the power flow diagram, and there are ten volumes of visualization diagrams. Brother, this year he is on the top of the cliff, don’t slack off.”

He silently lifted up the bamboo basket and put it into the cave on the top of the cliff.

The snow is stunning, reflecting the sky light, which is slightly dazzling.

The three of them talked to Xia Yuan for a while, saying that the north of the East China Kingdom was not stable recently, and the Sea Demon Palace seemed to be ready to move, and even this morning the master went down the mountain.

In addition to Wuxin Academy, the other four palaces on Chiyue Mountain were also sent to the scene and were ready.

Xia Yuan asked again if there were any other major events, such as what happened to the Nangong family.

The three of them only said that the master had brought a heavy gift. This time he went down the mountain and apologized. Before leaving, he also told them to tell the elder brother that "the times are changing. A man can bend and stretch. He needs to hide some patterns in his heart. Don't be childish and become more steady early."

Xia Yuan smiled and said nothing.

...

In the deep winter, the bright moon is in the sky.

The shadow of the mountain is shining.

A series of long sword-like shadows fell on the cliff.

Xia Yuan took some bonfire and saw that some slight heat was rising from the three-legged bronze cauldron and the smell of medicine was emitted. But before the time came, he took a sword, pulled his left hand, and a visualization picture fell like a game.

On the scroll, there is ink and painting outline, and just a few strokes are an image that hits you.

He stared at the painting with his eyes, imagining his appearance of practicing the unintentional swordsmanship. Slowly, slowly, his expression seemed to sink into this scroll.

He seemed to see the fairy in white with her hands in the wind, flying in the clouds and fog, and the fairy sword hanging high, and a vague aura coming from the dust.

This breath broke into his mind and formed a strange inspiration. Xia Yuan closed his eyes.

Then, with this inspiration, we began to use our swords.

The flow of essence and blood creates a wonderful connection with space. When the sword is drawn, a phantom appears, but the phantom is not an immortal, but just a finger pointed out by the immortal.

With one point, the moon fell on its lonely shadow, and it was leaping like a spirit ape, setting out a sword and dancing sword.

After sweating, the three-legged bronze furnace and cauldron was already steaming. Xia Yuan went to the bonfire and tried the water temperature. Then he took off his clothes and got into the furnace and cauldron.

Taking a deep breath, closing his eyes and immersing himself in the artistic conception just now, the medicine began to condense towards him in a very consistent manner, gathering on the surface of his skin, and then being pulled by a strange force, drilling into the pores of his skin.

These medicinal powers, along with the stimulating blood, began to impact the fourth chain bound to the body.

bite.

bite.

bite.

The chains were shaken, but there was no sign of cracking.

This is a matter of accumulation over time and I can't be anxious.

For each of these medicinal materials, each package costs 2 taels of silver, and a monthly expense is 60 taels, and a year is 720 taels. You should know that the income of a normal family in this world is only 5,000 or 6,000 cents, which is 5,600 taels of silver.

So, this is also destined that the college students are a very, very expensive profession.

What the academy can provide is some unique elixirs, some temporary hiring, or other things. Relying on these, the university palaces can also be self-sufficient.

Of course, many students in the academy have good backgrounds and good family backgrounds. As a teacher's gift, the silver is naturally indispensable. In addition, students' own medicinal materials are all at their own expense, and only the palace master knows the formula, so they can make some money.

Xia Yuan’s cultivation cost was paid directly by his master’s wife.

In the cauldron, the bronze is warm. It is so comfortable to soak in such a medicinal bath in such a deep winter.

Xia Yuan rushed to the fourth chain.

Suddenly...

He looked up and saw the lanterns hanging in the cave, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

Xia Yuan raised his hand and grabbed a yarrow stem on the stone table on the side of the tripod. He concentrated, closed his eyes, thought about himself in his mind, and then threw out the dark green yarrow stem.

This is a unique technique of insight and divination.

A dangerous premonition suddenly appeared in Xia Yuan's heart.

The yarrow stem fell on the ground with a "bang", lying quietly for two breaths, and then suddenly started moving.

It was obvious that there was no force to push it, but the yarrow stem moved by itself.

Chiu...

Chichi...

The yarrow stem slowly wriggled, then pointed to the east, and shook twice during the period, but in the end it was still settled.

The invisible mysterious power attached to the yarrow stem also disappeared completely.

Xia Yuan murmured: "The power of this hermit is really good. You can tell the good or bad luck by taking action. The yarrow stem points in a direction that can determine the good or bad luck, and the rotation speed can determine the good or bad luck...

This time it is not very dangerous, but it can be reacted but cannot be ignored."

He looked to the east and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is also a mountain road to the east of Bixiao Cliff, which leads to the back mountain. He once went to the back mountain to play naughtyly in the past. The back mountain is not a dead end, but a hidden path that leads to the outside town.

I vaguely remember that when he was a child, he used to go to the back mountain to experience his experience, and quietly ran to the town for leisure, and then walked back along the path, so he was naturally familiar with it.

He absorbed the remaining medicine and twisted his neck. The gentle face suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and a strange and violent aura scattered. When he stood up from the bronze furnace cauldron, the terrifying and depressing black shadow fell behind. The bright moon in the sky seemed to be afraid of this force and covered his face with black clouds.

Moon black...

The wind is high...
Chapter completed!