Twenty-nine female successors of the Ninxin Department appeared in front of Xiaoqiu in a dream-sending manner. What they taught him was not a few sets of bone-forging fists, but countless words, like thousands of butterflies flying at the same time, rushing towards the sky and the earth. Each one was so gorgeous that one could not see clearly.

Xiaoqiu floated in the air, stretched his arms, and pushed away the dense words like swimming in the water. Occasionally, he would see a few words connected into familiar sentences. Before he could fly over, more words came and drowned the sentences.

He wanted to fly to the twenty-nine female successors and ask about the secrets of Nianxin Ke, but there were too many words that blocked the way and blocked the direction. No matter how hard he tried, he could never fly out of the fog formed by this text.

He shouted, "Why are you looking for me?"

A distant voice replied: "Of course I'm looking for you to practice, get up quickly!"

Xiao Qiu sat up and found that Yang Qingyin was looking at him angrily, "Do you really think I am my mother? Do you have to wake you up in person?"

"It's dawn, why is it so fast? I've just slept for a while." Xiaoqiu got out of bed, and his mind was dazed. There seemed to be still flying in front of him. He turned his head to look at Yang Qingyin, feeling that she was like a character in a dream, blurry, and couldn't help but reach out to test the truth.

Yang Qingyin bent her right arm slightly, her five fingers formed claws, and she nodded coldly. Xiaoqiu finally woke up and hurriedly retracted her arm, "I'm sorry, I, I'm not too asleep."

Yang Qingyin asked in confusion: "What dream are you having?"

"I can't remember it." Xiaoqiu shook his head. The words made him feel a headache. The scene in his dream seemed to be ink paintings soaked in water, which was quickly fading and turbid.

The bald man flew out to play, and five mirrors remained in their original place.

Outside the house, Xin Youtao and others were moving straw mats, tables and other items out. Xiaoqiu would prepare these things long ago, and everyone could start to think about practicing when they arrived.

Xiaoqiu quickly understood where Yang Qingyin's anger came from early in the morning. It had nothing to do with him sleeping in, but because of Guan Shenyue.

"Someone went to Zhiyong to take away all his things." Zhou Ping said in dismay. He and the other two disciples used to be Guan Shenyue's companions, so he was most hurt by breaking his appointment. "I said that he had a good conversation with the first party, so I stayed in the Five Elements Department, and said that he would come back to visit us in the future, alas."

Xin Youtao had no sadness, "I expected that he would not come back." The prince glanced at Xiaoqiu, "Everyone should work hard to practice. Only after we go to Laozu Peak to see him, he would never come to Yidian again."

"He said he wanted to come back." Zhou Ping said unconfidently.

Yang Qingyin sternly said: "What do you do? We are seven of us left, and we can still defeat the two idiots Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo. Mu Xingqiu, did you go into the Yangshen Peak Patriarch Tower yesterday?"

Xiaoqiu nodded, "I've gone in, but..."

Several people cheered in unison, but only Xin Youtao still looked lukewarm and saw through the truth.

"But Nianxin Ke didn't teach me anything, and the graphics on the tower wall did not move this time."

The joy on everyone's faces disappeared, only Yang Qingyin didn't care at all. "That's okay. Although Shen Shang is a Taoist priest of the Five Elements Department, he hasn't taken action for more than 80 years. Even if he has never forgotten the magic, he will be able to use it. We will defeat him from this point. As for Tian Qianmo, he is even more vulnerable. Mu Xingqiu can beat him before he condensed the pill."

Xiaoqiu won the game that time, but he is still quite confident in defeating Tian Qianmo. "Why don't you teach me the Five Elements Spell? If I could fireballs..."

"No." Yang Qingyin refused firmly, "Teaching you some auxiliary spells is OK, but attack spells are absolutely not OK. The attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are different. You have to go to the Five Elements Department to test to see which one is most suitable for your inner alchemy."

Xiaoqiu hoped to find something to rekindle everyone's confidence, but suddenly remembered, "Tactic Armor! The princess was sent yesterday."

In a short while, all seven people were wearing armor and looking at each other. Some frowned and some wanted to laugh.

"It's so ugly." Yang Qingyin said, with her long hair disguised, and the dragon-eyed helmet on her head looked particularly strange.

"It's light and thin, can it work?" Zhou Ping finally squeezed into a pair of Baihua Silver Soul Armor, and most of his whole body was not covered at all.

Xin Youtao said angrily: "You really don't know anything. Baihua Yinpo Armor and Longjing Helmet are treasures of the Longbin Society. There are only dozens of pairs of Xijie Kingdom. The talismans attached to them are the most lasting and can block powerful spells..."

"Is that true?" Yang Qingyin asked, and while speaking, a ball of fire was emitted, hitting the prince's chest.

Xin Youtao was not prepared and fell to the ground. He jumped up and was about to get angry. He found that he was not hurt at all. He laughed again, "See? Only ordinary power is left in the fireball, and all the magic is gone."

This time, everyone finally believed that the armor on their bodies was a treasure, and their confidence increased immediately. Although Shen Shang's practice was much higher than Yang Qing's, as long as he stopped a few spells, the possibility of seven people defeating him and Tian Qianmo would be greatly increased.

The bald man happened to fly back and saw that everyone had a helmet, and shouted that he would also want to push it. Guan Shenyue was not there, and there was still a pair of armor left. Xiaoqiu took out the dragon eye helmet and tied it to the bald man, so that everyone's outfit would be almost the same.

"Be careful." Xin Youtao felt very distressed, and wanted to stop Zhou Ping and others from fighting, and grabbed a strand of bald hair to prevent him from flying in the grass. He also wanted to signal Yang Qingyin not to fire the ball again. He was in a hurry for a moment, "This pair of armor is priceless and will have to be sent back to Xijie City in the future, so don't break it. Everyone learns to learn Xiaoqingtao, and stand there after putting it on..."

Everyone was tired of playing, so they put the talisman armor back into the box. Yang Qingyin was in a good mood. "It turns out that talismans are also useful. Everyone keeps their mouths tight, so don't let Shen Shang and Tian Qianmo be prepared."

Xin Youtao closed the lid of the box and squeezed his eyes at Xiaoqiu, saying that the secret could not be saved at all. Although the two had not talked privately, Xiaoqiu guessed from his expression that the welcome talisman took effect yesterday.

Even if she was happy, her practice had to continue. Several kinds of medicinal fragrances were lit. Everyone sat on the straw mat and thought. Yang Qingyin was patrolling back and forth. Her skill in chanting scriptures was very poor, and she finally got better than nothing, and no one cared about it.

Usually, the morning storage lasts for two hours, and during this period, the bald man will run to play with the brocade horse, and Yang Qingyin is often lazy. She either goes to the pond to stare blankly, or strolls around nearby, or finds a comfortable grass to sleep. No one knows how she practices every day.

Except for Guan Shenyue not coming, there was nothing special about this day. Yang Qingyin walked in the sea of ​​grass and flowers, posing various poses like dancing. Ordinary people would say she was crazy when they saw it. The disciples on the mountain would think she was practicing in a strange way. Only Xiaoqiu and others knew that her movements were actually casual and meaningless.

Halfway through the time, it was the quietest time of the Wrangler Valley. A sharp scream suddenly sounded, and the horses were so scared that they ran into the distance. The bald man fell from the air. Yang Qingyin's face suddenly changed and she ran back to the open space in front of the room in a few steps.

"Who?" she asked sternly, and she knew the answer as soon as she saw everyone's expressions. "Mu Xingqiu? What the hell are you doing? Have you been possessed by Guan Shenyue?"

It was indeed Xiao Qiu's scream. Looking at his frightened friends, he was not apologized at all, but instead looked excited, "I understand. I understand!"

"What do you understand?" Yang Qingyin was puzzled.

Xiaoqiu didn't want to answer, and his mind was full of words flying around. He knew that he had to write them down quickly, got up and ran to the bedroom. He moved the mirror on the desktop to the bed, spread the paper and held the pen, and his hands were trembling with excitement. He took a deep breath to calm down and began to write.

This scream scared everyone very much. It took a while to recover. All the thoughts and medicine fragrance in the morning were wasted. Xiao Qingtao asked worriedly: "What's wrong with Brother Xiaoqiu?"

"This is not like his character." Zhou Ping said worriedly.

Yang Qingyin couldn't tell the reason, "Don't bother him."

There was a rustling sound in the grass nearby. Yang Qingyin reached out and her head flew over, "You are not allowed to go."

The bald man struggled for a few times and gave up. "Brother Xiaoqiu was a little weird last night. He was not honest when he was sleeping. He stretched out his hands and tweeted around in the air, and always said some strange things."

"What did you say?"

The bald man thought for a while with a frown, "I don't remember, I don't understand a single word."

Xin Youtao could always see the conspiracy and slapped his hands, "Oh no, it must be Sun Yulu who took the opportunity to cast some spell on Mu Xing, just like Shen Jun, who wanted him to be possessed!"

The argument outside had no effect on Xiaoqiu. He wrote hard in the room, and the paper soon became too small. He simply pushed down all the decorations and continued to write with the desktop as paper.

He didn't write fast and his handwriting was quite naive, but he was very serious, and he stroked every stroke, except for occasionally grinding ink and dipping ink, he never looked up.

After a full hour, he finally finished writing, a stack of paper plus the entire desktop and a small wall, almost three or four thousand words.

Xiaoqiu threw the brush on the ground, satisfied, walked to the door and said to his confused friends: "Come and take a look."

He didn't look like he was possessed or crazy at all. Yang Qingyin took the lead. Several people walked into the room, either taking paper, or watching the desktop or wall, reading the text carefully, but they didn't understand the meaning. Only Bald man kept nodding in the air, and whispering from time to time, as if he had understood it.

"What's this?"

"It's like a set of exercises."

The eyes of several people turned to Xiaoqiu.

"The boxing songs taught me by the successor of the Minxin Academy." Xiaoqiu said affirmatively.

"Didn't you say they didn't move?"

"They asked me to dream, no, I already got these words when I was in the Patriarch Tower Cunning, but I didn't find them at that time. The words appeared in the dream last night, but it was a mess. When I thought about them today, they finally took shape."

Xiaoqiu pointed to a passage on the wall, "Look, this is the method of turtle breathing and dragon leaping. I have been practicing it, and you are practicing it these days." His fingers moved, and he introduced it with the passage of words, "The method of flying cranes, the method of stalking tigers, the method of roaring lions, the method of leopard thrust, the method of scale hidden, the method of phoenix hidden, and the method of bear dance, there are nine kinds in total."

"It's all wild beasts." Zhou Ping said casually, but he still didn't understand what's special.

"That's right!" Xiao Qiu shouted, "The bone-forging fist was not originally called this name, but it was called 'Nine Transformations of the Beasts'. It can form a powerful boxing formation. It is clearly recorded here. The boxing technique comes from--" Xiao Qiu pointed to the line of words, and was stunned. He was just writing and ignored some of the specific contents.

"This boxing technique originated from the ancient demon clan." Yang Qingyin recited for him.
Chapter completed!