Qihuang Valley is shrouded in heavy rain and thunder, and the vast power of the sky has not stopped the enthusiasm of the monks of the Great Dan Dynasty to watch the young leaders in competing.

A ring was set up in the square outside the main hall of the sect, with candles standing around, and young monks in various clothes braved the heavy rain to compete in their skills.

However, the final deadline has not come, and the competition has not yet begun. Those who compete in the arena are all young disciples who are capable but do not meet this condition.

Seats were set up around the square, but the rain canopy was not built for a short time. Most of the thousands of monks in the square were watching with oil paper umbrellas, and only the elders of each sect took their seats under the eaves of the main hall.

Wu Qingwan is the palm room of the Danyu Room. In such an occasion, it is difficult to go back to practice alone, but she has no interest in being polite, just sitting on the side, watching the competition on the ring.

Disciples who dare to perform on stage have some skills; the monks watch and cheer from time to time or make comments.

As the leader of the Great Dan Dynasty, Wu Qingwan was naturally immersed in it and secretly analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of the disciples on stage, but the chaotic voices under the scene always interfered with her thoughts, especially one of the pairs of nonsense old and young:

"Lao Lu, is this called Huaquan Xijie?"

"Um."

“I look like…”

The disciples who were on stage were already very outstanding juniors in various sects. Many people, Wu Qingwan, nodded secretly when she saw this. When she heard this evaluation, she wanted to say, "You can do it?", but as a sect's palm room, she had to maintain her demeanor and could only pretend that she had not heard it.

But the two below who were ignorant of the world were talking nonsense:

"Who is the best of these people?"

“It’s all the same.”

"I also think it's far worse than me. By the way, how can people in practice distinguish the level of others' practice?"

"If the opponent does not show any leakage, it is generally not obvious. If you want to deal with it, you can only start from the external side. Generally speaking, the opponent is 'the younger the older, the higher the talent; the older the older the sword skills are, the more magical the sword skills are', and the two people's response methods are also different."

"Oh, how can I explain this?"

"Those who are extremely talented must have a sword force like fire and aura. They must prevent being killed instantly by the opponent; those who are experienced and experienced will have a sword force like shadows and are unpredictable. They must avoid being found when fighting with them..."

"Then which kind of thing do I belong to?"

"The sword is like a mad dog, both unpredictable and arrogant."

"Good eyesight!"

...

Wu Qingwan leaned against the armrest of the chair and covered her small mouth with her palm, which was obviously uncomfortable. She wanted to concentrate on watching the ring, but the ring was obviously not interesting to listen to crosstalk, and her thinking was gradually deviated.

I don’t know how long I have heard this, it was completely dark, and today’s competition is about to end. Suddenly, footsteps and a slightly anxious sound came from behind:

"Master."

Wu Qingwan looked back and saw her disciple Xiaohua running over from the side corridor, holding a message bird in her hand, walked up to her and whispered:

"Senior Brother Zuo led a team to patrol the mountains, and it seemed like a powerful beast encountered in Xiongxiaziling area..."

Wu Qingwan's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly got up and walked towards the beast circle behind Qihuang Valley.

Around the ring, Zuo Yunting was enthusiastically commenting on the disciples on the stage. After talking for a long time, he didn't see anyone answering the conversation. He turned his head and looked at him, but saw that Lao Lu, who was still by his side, disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"Hey? I won't say hello when I go to the cottage... By the way, this fellow Taoist, do I want to go to the cottage?"

"I haven't become an immortal yet, how can I know? But it shouldn't be necessary, otherwise I'll have to think of the fairy above the Nine Heavens..."

"What's the use of that immortal with a butt?"

"You have a brain, but it's not the same as nothing."

"Fellow Taoist, be kind and be polite. Do you know who my master is?"

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It was as dark as ink, and I couldn't see my five fingers in the rain forest.

In the pool that had been cleared back, Zuo Lingquan lay flat at the bottom of the pool, holding his breath and condensing his breath, observing the movements on the water surface.

The water of the five elements between rivers and lakes is rich. As long as you keep refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Zuo Lingquan will basically not be able to hold it to death, but if you are injured, you can't last for too long. What's more, Wang Rui only has the third level of Qi refining, and the five elements are not watery. The true qi in his body cannot be filled with it, and his face gradually begins to turn red and he can't hold it in.

Half an hour had passed, and he could not see his five fingers outside the pool, and there was no sound in the water. Zuo Lingquan waited quietly until a lightning light illuminated the earth. After the man-eating bee guarding the corpse on the surface of the pool disappeared, he suddenly stood up and rushed out of the pool.

Crazy-

Water splashed everywhere in the rain curtain. The moment the lightning disappeared, Zuo Lingquan soared into the sky, his eyes quickly swept across the surrounding rainforest - the surroundings were dead silent, and the man-eating bees disappeared, and there was no other movement except for a few corpses on the ground.

Confirm that there was no danger, Zuo Lingquan landed on the ground, his steps were unstable and he staggered, and he sat down directly.

He looked down at his body. After a fight, his robe was already torn. Although the mud was washed away in the pool, all the bruises on the skin were also revealed. It was obvious that the twisted texture on the surface of the skin could be seen after the lightning strike.

Zuo Lingquan had a shield blow in the middle of his back, and was already injured internally, but he was finally struck by lightning. Although there was a corpse blocking, the meridians in the body were still damaged by the surging thunder method. At this time, he calmed down and Zuo Lingquan felt that his whole body was burning, as if he had been peeled off.

Crazy-

Soon, the sound of water came from behind again, and Wang Rui crawled out of the pool and lay directly on the ground.

Wang Rui felt a little unbelievable after the disaster. Seeing Zuo Lingquan sitting next to him, he said breathlessly:

"Zuo...Senior Brother Zuo, you are so awesome... I never thought I could come out alive today."

"Don't be too happy too early. One ran away and the reinforcements would have to die."

Zuo Lingquan rested for a while, afraid that the enemy would turn back, so he dared not stay any longer. He held his sword and supported his body and walked out:

"Pack up your stuff and leave here first."

Wang Rui also felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly got up and helped clean up the items on the ground.

People-eating bees pass by like locusts, and there are no living creatures left around the pool that they have just fought.

Zuo Lingquan lowered his head to check the corpse. Under the black cloak, there were only white bones and hairs left except for the clothes and fabrics, and not even a bit of meat residue.

Although they had been chasing each other for a long time, Zuo Lingquan knew the identities of these people and only vaguely heard a few names. As for their faces, except for the white-bearded You Fangshi, no one else could see clearly.

The background was not clear for the time being, so Zuo Lingquan dared not stay for a long time. Without carefully investigating, he picked up the bronze mirror that fell to the ground immediately.

After a fight, even the final earth-shaking thunder magic left Zuo Lingquan with the impression that it was not as deep as this bronze mirror.

He always understands why Jiang Yi was so angry after plotting against Jiang Yi.

Because this is really annoying.

The shameless old man just now said "Look here" and added a flash of light, which made Zuo Lingquan so angry that he wanted to kill his mother.

But the qi is returned to the qi. As he said to Jiang Yi, being yin can only say that one has not practiced enough in his own way, and he cannot call his opponent shameless. Taking advantage of one's mistakes and wisdom is the way people should deal with it.

At this time, I finally killed my opponent. Such extremely evil objects, with Zuo Lingquan's style of acting, naturally...have to be treasured.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the bronze mirror, and after confirming that it was not damaged, he carefully wiped it with his sleeves and wrapped it in a rag of a black cloak.

Zuo Lingquan was not sure if there were any storage bags in this world, but there were definitely no cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

Therefore, even a wild cultivator cannot carry all his family’s assets on his back, and usually only brings essential items with him. As for where his family’s assets are hidden, most of the Taoist immortal masters are stored in the sect, and a wild cultivator probably just dig a hole in a place where no one knows it.

Apart from the bronze mirror, there were only three white jade zhu and some pills on this sorcerer. The clothes on his body looked good. Zuo Lingquan deliberately beheaded and did not damage it, so he pulled off his clothes at this time.

After touching a corpse, Zuo Lingquan picked up the talisman clip that fell to the ground again.

Zuo Lingquan used the Worry-free Talisman for the first time and understood how useful the talisman was, and he deserved the name "Worry-free Talisman".

He opened the talisman clip and took a look. There was a golden pen and a thick stack of talismans, most of which were grass yellow talisman paper. It looked not of high grade. There were only three white talismans, but there was the badge of Fulong Mountain behind it, which seemed to be a good thing.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the talisman clip and put it away. Because the clothes had been pierced, he did not pick up the rags and touched another corpse. Although he was dizzy and uncomfortable, as he touched, Zuo Lingquan really felt the pleasure of "killing people and robbing treasures", and even the pain was relieved a little.

Wang Rui was next to him, so he was not idle either. He started to touch the other end with Zuo Lingquan. Zuo Lingquan only touched objects related to practice, not worldly money, but Wang Rui wanted to touch all the bones back, and he had to touch them a second time after Zuo Lingquan finished touching them.

Although the two touched each other carefully, time was tight and moving quickly.

After a trip, in addition to what I had just obtained, I also found thirteen white jade zhu, a sword, a ruler, and a few elixirs, and some miscellaneous items that could not be named. The iron mace was a common thing and the shield looked like a good thing, but unfortunately it was broken and I didn't take it.

After packing up the spoils, Zuo Lingquan carried a bunch of objects on his back and was about to leave. Wang Rui, who was still touching his bones behind, suddenly spoke:

"Senior Brother Zuo, I seem to have touched the treasure."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was very weak, but when he heard this, his eyes lit up. When he walked up to him, he looked down and saw Wang Rui holding the robe that was stabbed by Master Talisman and rubbing it on the sleeve:

"This place is thicker than other locations. It should have been sewn with a mezzanine, and there must be something good inside."

Zuo Lingquan quickly squatted down and used his sword to cut the sleeve robe. The robe was extremely tough. He had his full strength in his sword without real energy, and he poked a small hole. After cutting for a long time, he cut the sleeve robe, revealing two pages of paper inside.

The paper is snow-white. If it is not too thin, it looks like jade, but there is no text on it. There is only an emblem in the corner of the paper, which looks like a symbol of the sect.

All the sects in southern Yuyaozhou can be traced back to the nine sects in the south, and the nine sects are alliances, so the formats of the items used by the major immortal sects are basically the same. The "Yangqi Jue" in Qihuang Valley is this style.

Although Zuo Lingquan could not tell what this was, through association, he could also guess that this was a martial arts, magic techniques, alchemy recipes, talisman scores and other things. These objects had almost no upper limit. No matter how low it was, the quality of the paper was, the things on it were also more valuable than "The Qi-Gong Jue".

Zuo Lingquan covered the rain, carefully put away the two pieces of white paper, turned his head and touched the body like Wang Rui. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything special this time.

After packing up the battlefield, the two of them did not dare to stay for more and quickly hid into the depths of the rainforest.

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The night rain never ends, and beside the pool of deep mountains and old forests, there are only five white bones and corpses left in the wilderness.

Not long after time passed, Zuo Lingquan, who had gained a lot, had already walked away. A "thunderbolt" suddenly sounded in the sky, illuminating the mess of the ground in the rain forest.

As the lightning flashed, there was an inexplicable figure wearing a hat next to the pool. It had just appeared, but it seemed that it had been standing there.

Old Lu walked past five corpses with his hands on his back, with a little smile in his deep eyes; looking at his appearance, he probably remembered the scene of fighting with someone for the first time - the fight had been forgotten, but after the fight, he felt excited that he could turn over the ground, and he still stayed in his heart.

"Ha, it's so clean..."

The range of the fight was not large. Lao Lu just glanced at it and took a look around, and his eyes finally stopped on Tu Yang's skeleton.

There is a sword mark on the sternum and spine of the skeleton. Although it is very small, it is very clear.

Lao Lu could see who left behind without even exploring the remaining spiritual energy - because the sword scars were too regular, and he could even see that there was only one side of the sword, and there was probably only one person who used a single-edge sword in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Lao Lu squatted down and stroked the sword marks on the bones with his fingers. After a long time, he sighed softly:

"No matter how many magics and magical powers you have, I have a sword enough. A good sword... I can't teach you even if I want to teach..."
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