An hour later, Yun Hao breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his face. He finally got his wish and obtained the secrets within the Eight Desolation Gong and the Six Divine Classics. He perfected the exercises of the Yellow Emperor's Neijing.

His whole body trembled, and Yun Hao's power began to change, from one product to another. The power has doubled, and this is not what it used to be.

The real person of Xiangshan looked at Yun Hao in surprise. His heart was shocked and indescribable.

Ordinary people, who have been honed for decades, can complete the accumulation, Yun Hao actually only understands for an hour, and he successfully obtained it, if this matter spreads, I am afraid that it will surprise many people. The original copy of "The Secret Book of the Eight Desolations" was sent back to the real Xiangshan. Yun Hao saluted and said, "How much has Uncle Xie done!"

Royal Aiyama shook his head and said, "It's not my job, it's your chance." Surprisingly, there is something hidden in this secret code. After two years of research, I haven't found it yet. In this case, it is impossible to open its secrets without a chance!"

Yun Hao smiled and didn't take the conversation away from Xiangshan Zhenren.

"Well, since the Eight Desolation Secret Code is related to you, then you can take the original. I've rubbed the original content and treated it as the clan's secret code. It's useless to keep the originals in my library, it might help you. ”

Yun Hao was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly took over the original secret code of Yaye.

"Uncle Xie!" How's it going?

After bidding farewell to Xiangshan and the real person, Yun Hao came to the second floor of the library and exchanged his contribution points for inferior local symbols and inferior Wang Dan's refining methods

After leaving the library, Yun Hao drove all the way back to the fourth mountain. He saw from afar outside the gate of the fourth mountain, very busy.

The nine descendants of the three religious lineages in the central region, the three Confucian disciples in the northern region, the three descendants of the Buddhist holy land, and the six descendants of Dao'an all gathered here. Even the Six Spirits Feiliu, the third son of Nan Xuanzong and the others were there.

"Kid, what are these people doing here!"

Sensing Yun Hao's arrival, the crowd retreated.

"Visit the honor of the small sect!"

No, no willow a few courtesies, Yun Hao is headache, helplessly smiled and nodded, which was a response.

"Why don't you all stand outside the door and go in?"

Yun Hao asked, not much, his expression was a little strange.

Heavenly Dao Zhu Yi snorted coldly: "We originally came to visit Yun Hao's fellow Daoists, and we didn't want you Lu Qiong's real people to directly say that they were not on the mountain, so we were sent away." It's irritating!"

Yun Hao's face collapsed, speculating on these people, or worse, their own plague.

Knowing that the real Lu Qiong people were unhappy and noisy, Yun Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled, "I have a good place to be with peers who are in difficulty. I, Yun Hao, also want to be the master. Would you be interested in going with me?"

When they first came to Yun Hao, Lang Burying Feng and the others saw that Yun Hao had a good place to introduce them, and immediately agreed.

As soon as Yun Hao was happy, he set up an escape lamp and walked all the way to Nanxuan Mountain.

After changing direction several times, Yun Hao led the group from Lang Burying Feng through the thick fog to his secret base.

His temperament is the most free-spirited. When he saw this wonderful place, he smiled and said, "Dear Xiaozong, you are a good place. I smelled a smell of fish. Is this where you usually commit crimes?"

There was no reminder, no Liu Wu, and there were smiling faces.

Lang and the others didn't know the secret. Heavenly Dao Zhu Yi couldn't help but ask: "There are still people talking about this." How does it involve a crime scene?"

Yun Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Liu Fei, we are not in the tribe now. We are still equal. Provincial red tape!" Liu Fei laughed loudly and said: "Okay, then I will tell the people that when Xuanzong was rampant and domineering in the north, our heroic deeds. ”

If it weren't for this opening ceremony, all the stupid things Yun Hao did in Xuanzong would have immediately become a joke.

On the contrary, Yun Hao is open to the matter. As a food supplier, he prides himself on being able to collect food.

They are all a new generation in the real world. Teenage emotions are inherently wild and uninhibited. Now, without their elders, they have let go of the restrictions of the tribe and turned into tree-jumping monkeys.

Yun Hao took the lead. Heavenly Dao Zhu Yi, Buddhism's Qin Zi, Confucianism's gushing heart, and Dao'an Lu are not among these four. In several secret locations of Xuanzong, dozens of top liquor fish were poached

After returning to the valley, Yun Hao showed his might and set fire to himself. The mellow fragrance wafted out, and everyone's index fingers moved. Even Bo Buryingfeng, who was paralyzed, couldn't help but smash his mouth.

couldn't help laughing, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen jade tables appeared, complete with spirit fruits and spirit wine.

The crowd walked in, one by one taking out their treasures. A grand feast descends from the sky until the full moon hangs high.

With the help of wine, all the young people raise their glasses, dance together, invite the moon to drink together, sit down and talk about it. Very carefree.

The waves buried Feng, and Yun Hao joined the battle again. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the battle began.

"Xuanzong Xiaobeiba, although I didn't say that I was defeated in the war, but I was not as good as you, this time I lost face, now I am fighting wine, I can't let you go, don't say that I bullied you young!"

The waves buried Feng's soul, and his words became more and more numerous.

Everyone got drunk and walked away laughing.