A moment later.

Bai Ao and Zhu Juneng are both on fire, Zhu Juneng is the fourfold peak of the ground lock, and it stands to reason that he is not Bai Ao's opponent at all.

But even if Bai Ao was on fire, he didn't use his real strength.

The two of you come and go, and there are many shadows.

The three locks show a round of phantom.

And the practice of the Wuxin Xue Palace is an ethereal dust, and the phantom manifestation is naturally an immortal.

Zhu Juneng's phantom is the immortal guiding the way, if a finger sticks out from the clouds, Bai Ao has not used the sixfold power, and the same is true.

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

The two took advantage of the situation to block with a sword, opened separately, and stopped moving.

Zhu Juneng took a "puff", and Bai Ao returned his sword into the sheath, his eyes were like eagles.

Xia Yuan also probably understood, so he turned his head to look at Bai Aoqi and said, "Second Senior Brother, do you want to be a 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 didn't mean that, I just didn't want to see Senior Brother so depraved and ridiculous, the little junior sister has already locked the ground quadruplely, Senior Brother can't lag behind Senior Sister, right?"

On the blue cliff, there was a sudden silence, and everyone felt a little heavy.

But Xia Yuan's heart was warm.

Unconsciously, the second junior brother has become so arrogant.

Looking at the little junior sister and the seventh junior brother, both of them blinked and looked at themselves with concern, as if they were afraid that the words of the second junior brother would be heavy and they would be unhappy.

He smiled and promised, "Okay, the senior brother will work hard and break through early." ”

Bai Ao said: "Okay, Master and Master let us send thirty copies of medicinal materials, and Senior Brother takes a medicinal bath once a day to soak for an hour to absorb the medicinal liquid."

The classics of the Heartless Sword Dao, I have already taken the power flow diagram, and there are ten volumes of visualization diagrams, senior brother has been on the top of the cliff for this year, don't slack off. ”

He silently lifted the basket and lowered it into the cave at the top of the cliff.

The snow is in a trance, reflecting the skylight, slightly dazzling.

The three of them talked to Xia Yuan for a while, saying that the north of the East China Sea Country has not been stable recently, and the Sea Demon Palace seems to be about to move, and even the master has gone down the mountain this morning.

In addition to the Wuxin Xue Palace, the other four palaces on Akatsuki Mountain were also sent and were ready for battle.

Xia Yuan asked 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, and this time they went down the mountain to apologize together, and before leaving, they also told them to tell the senior brother that "the times are changing, a manly man, he can bend and stretch, and he needs to hide some patterns in his heart, don't be childish, and become more stable as soon as possible."

Xia Yuan smiled and didn't say anything.

...

In the depths of winter, the moon is in the sky.

Mountain Shadow Cui Wei.

The shadows of the long sword-like peaks fell on the cliff.

Xia Yuan took the bonfire a little, and saw that there was already a slight heat on the three-legged bronze tripod furnace, and the smell of medicine came out, but before the time came, he took a sword, pulled it with his left hand, and a visualization map fell like a match.

On the scroll, there is an ink outline, and a few brushstrokes are a rushing image.

His eyes stared at the painting, imagining himself practicing the Mindless Kendo, and slowly, slowly, his expression seemed to sink into the scroll.

He seemed to see the white-clothed immortal holding his hand against the wind, soaring through the clouds and mist, the fairy sword hanging high, and a dusty and ethereal breath came.

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

Then, with this inspiration, he began to move the sword.

The essence and blood flowed, creating a wonderful connection with the space, and where the sword was released, a round of phantom appeared, but the phantom was not an immortal, but just a finger pointed out by the immortal.

A finger is under the moon, and the bright moon falls a lonely shadow, jumping like a spirit ape, out of the sword, sword dance.

When he was sweating, the three-legged bronze furnace was already steaming, Xia Yuan went to the bonfire, tested the water temperature, and then took off his clothes and got into the furnace.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the artistic conception just now, and the liquid began to condense towards him very well, gathering on the surface of his skin, and then being pulled by a strange force, along the pores of his skin, and drilling inside.

These medicinal powers, along with the agitated blood, began to impact the fourth chain that bound 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 it is not rushed.

And these medicinal materials, each configuration requires two taels of silver, and the cost of a month is sixty taels, and a year is seven hundred and twenty taels, and you must know that the income of a normal family in this world is only five or six thousand yuan, that is, five or six taels of silver.

Therefore, this is also destined to be a very, very money-burning profession.

And what the school palace can provide is some unique elixirs, as well as some temporary hires, or others, relying on these, the university palaces can also be self-sufficient.

Of course, many students in the school palace have a good background, their family backgrounds are good, and the silver taels as a teacher are naturally indispensable, in addition, the students' respective medicinal materials are also at their own expense, and the prescription Danfang is only known to the palace master, so they can earn some money.

And Xia Yuan's cultivation fee is directly paid by the master and the master.

In the Ding furnace, the bronze is warm, and it is really comfortable to be able to soak in such a medicinal bath in such a deep winter.

Xia Yuan slammed into the fourth chain.

Suddenly...

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

Xia Yuan raised his hand, grabbed a yarrow stalk directly on the stone table on the side of the ding, condensed, closed his eyes, thought about himself in his mind, and then casually threw the dark green yarrow stalk out.

This is the art of insight that belongs only to hermits, and it is also the method of divination.

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

The yarrow stalk "snapped", fell to the ground, lay quietly for two breaths, and then suddenly moved.

Obviously there was no force to push it, but the yarrow stem moved on its own.

Whew...

Whoa...

The yarrow stalk slowly wriggled and then pointed eastward, shaking twice in the process, but finally it settled still.

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

Xia Yuan muttered: "The strength of this hermit is really good, you can know the good luck when you shoot, and the yarrow stem points to the direction that can determine the good luck, and the speed of rotation can determine the degree of good luck...

This time the danger is not great, but it can be reacted, but it cannot be ignored. ”

He looked to the east, squinting slightly.

There is also a mountain road to the east of Bixiao Cliff, which leads to the back mountain, and he used to be naughty and mischievous to go to the back mountain to play, the back mountain is not a dead end, but a hidden path that can lead to the town outside the world.

I vaguely remember that when he was a child, he once quietly ran to the town in the name of going to the back mountain to practice, and then went back along the path, which was naturally familiar.

After absorbing the remaining potion, he twisted his neck, the corners of his gentle face curled up, and a strange tyrannical aura spread out, and when he stood up from the bronze furnace, a terrifying and oppressive black shadow fell backwards, and the sky and the moon seemed to be afraid of this power, and covered his face with black clouds.

The moon is dark...

The wind is high...

"Those who offend my school palace will be killed. ”