After experiencing danger, Xu Yichen finally stood on the mountainside of Wuji Peak with his feet on the ground, and immediately burst out of spiritual power and headed towards Wuji Gate.

Quickly passing through the place of death, in the midst of many interrogations and inspections by the disciples of Wuji Gate at the door, Xu Yichen finally entered Wuji Gate. I went to the small two places in the previous store to buy more than 20 jars of fine wine directly, and took advantage of the place where no one was around, and put all of them into the Qiankun box.

Seeing that there was still some time left, he rushed back to his residence, but saw Zhou Ping lingering at his door.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yichen stepped forward and asked. When Zhou Ping saw Xu Yichen coming, he also took a long breath: "Brother Yichen, I'm waiting for you!" ”

"What's wrong!"

"It's getting dark, why haven't you gone to claim the reward yet, those people are surrounded by water, I have calculated with Lin Zhihai, and I am going to create a riot, so that you can take the opportunity to sneak into the ......"

Xu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and smiled again, but he didn't expect Zhou Ping to still think about himself at this moment.

"It's okay, I've already taken the reward!"

Zhou Ping cracked his mouth and laughed: "Brother Yichen is really powerful, so people can sneak in without knowing it." Xu Yichen smiled and didn't explain anything, but took out the dragon fire technique from the Qiankun box and handed it to Zhou Ping: "I remember that you are a fire-based spiritual power, I got this spiritual magic book by chance and gave it to you!" ”

"Three-stage Spiritual Technique!" Zhou Ping exclaimed, and his eyes that looked at Xu Yichen were moved to tears. He put away the spirit book, then wiped his eyes and pulled Xu Yichen mysteriously: "Brother Yichen, you come with me, I also have something to give you!" ”

followed Zhou Ping all the way to Lin Zhihai's residence, where Lin Zhihai was cultivating cross-legged.

"Brother Yichen, you're back!" Lin Zhihai seemed to have cultivated to a key place, and just said hello.

Zhou Ping solemnly said to Xu Yichen: "Brother Yichen, I have obtained the right of way to the Treasure Pavilion, I took advantage of their inattention, sneaked into the Spirit Hall, and wrote down a mantra of the Second Grade Mental Method, I will tell you now, you remember it." ”

Xu Yichen was stunned for a moment, the second-grade mental method, the entire Wuji Gate is only two, no wonder Zhou Ping is so mysterious, but Xu Yichen has already cultivated the Xu family's mental method, and its effect is much stronger than this second-grade mental method, so he said: "No need, our Xu family has a family heirloom mental method, and the two of you practice it well." ”

"Oh!" Zhou Ping spared his head. Xu Yichen smiled slightly: "Thank you!" Zhou Ping can be said to be reborn now, and Xu Yichen is also relieved in his heart.

"I'm going to be in retreat for a few days until the second level of assessment begins, so be careful these days!" Xu Yichen explained to the two of them and left the residence in a hurry, heading towards the place of death.

After another round of tedious verification, Xu Yichen walked out of Wuji Gate.

At this moment, in the lower courtyard, Ling Tian was guarding Duoduo's cultivation on the side of the wooden house. A figure suddenly landed beside him, his body shook, his vest was cold, and he could approach him silently, this person's strength was far above him.

He turned his head, and his frightened expression suddenly changed to surprise: "Master! You're back! ”

The comer nodded faintly: "I have seen the person you said in your letter, he is a rare talent, maybe this breathless spirit can bring a little vitality to the muddy sewage of the psychic world." ”

At that time, Xu Yichen was covered with snow, standing on the top of Wuji Peak like a white-haired old man, carrying a wine jar in each hand, and shouting towards the sky: "Crazy Venerable, I am here as promised, please show up!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the snow danced beside him, and the Crazy Venerable stood beside Xu Yichen silently, took the wine jar from Xu Yichen's hand, and poured it up without saying a word.

"What do you see me drinking?" The Mad Venerable looked at Xu Yichen and asked suspiciously, "Go and practice the sword!" Xu Yichen was even more stunned: "I'm going to practice swords?" ”

The Mad Venerable roared angrily: "Do I still need to practice? ”

"But you haven't taught me how to practice yet?"

"Practice as much as you want!"

Xu Yichen pouted helplessly, walked to the side, condensed the Wuji Gate, and the Wuji blade stretched out, cutting off the trees on the side, and at the same time took a step forward and waved it in the snow, and the spirit rhino sword flew out at the same time, using the trees as imaginary enemies, piercing all the surrounding trees.

"You can also call this swordsmanship!" The Mad Venerable really couldn't stand it, roared angrily, jumped out, and a sword went straight to Xu Yichen's eyebrows. Xu Yichen was stunned for a moment, although he did not use all his strength in this blow, if he didn't resist it, it would be either death or injury!

The Infinite Blade was raised, ready to block, but he didn't think that the Crazy Venerable Sword Blade swung and a sword flower floated out at the same time, his hand turned gracefully, bypassing the Infinite Blade and stopping directly between Xu Yichen's neck......

Xu Yichen swallowed a mouthful of saliva!

"Go on!" The Mad Venerable drank again.

Xu Yichen ran to the thunder hand and directly erupted with spiritual power, but before it could be transformed into thunder, the sword in the hand of the Mad Venerable had already split the spiritual power condensed by Xu Yichen, and the sword blade shook and swept quickly.

Xu Yichen had to retreat half a step, but this retreat, the sword blade of the Crazy Venerable pursued, the spirit in the sword swung away, and Xu Yichen's condensed spiritual power dissipated violently, not to mention casting the second stage of spiritual art: the Thunder Spell, even a piece of spiritual magic could not be condensed!

The Mad Venerable stood with his sword in his hand: "This is called swordsmanship!" ”

"You only rely on your spiritual power to drive the sword to attack, and the same can be said for hammers, knives, guns, sticks, and sticks, which is simply insulting the identity of the sword, known as the king of weapons!"

"I hope the seniors will give you some advice!" Xu Yichen finally knew the meaning of the Crazy Venerable's original sentence "I don't know the height of the sky"!

The Mad Venerable only used the power of an eighth-order spiritual cultivator to make a move just now, but with just a sword, he didn't use any spiritual skills to oppress Xu Yichen. Xu Yichen thought that he had mastered powerful spiritual techniques such as the Heavenly Thunder Slash, the Star Armor, and the Infinite Blade, and with his combat skills, he was invincible with the same cultivation, but now that he saw it, he was just arrogant and arrogant.

"You have a good sword, but you can't make good use of it, let's start with the basics!" The Crazy Venerable poured a sip of wine, shook it, it was empty, and looked at Xu Yichen again: "Go get some more wine!" ”

Xu Yichen had already prepared, and turned two jars of wine out of the Qiankun box and respectfully handed them to the Crazy Venerable. The Crazy Venerable smiled thoughtfully: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught......"

After pouring a sip of wine, the Mad Venerable suddenly put his feet together, followed by a step, led his arms, and stabbed straight away with a sword.

In front of me, a small leaf as thin as a needle was split in two, but it was still hanging on the treetops, and the rest of the leaves did not move.

Xu Yichen really felt the power of that sword, and his star armor estimated that he couldn't resist even half a point. Although only one leaf was split, it was because the Mad Venerable, the moment the leaf broke, the blade of his sword shook slightly, and he withdrew the sword qi.

The sword is like a tool for storing and casting spiritual power, just like using the sword as a body outside the body, condensing a spiritual source!

The Mad Venerable shook his head and waved his sword in the snow: "The swordsman, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the ...... of swallowing freely" appeared on the snow with dozens of Chinese characters.

"Cultivate according to this method, just this trick, call me again after practice!"

Xu Yichen memorized the method by heart, and immediately condensed the Infinite Blade, focused his strength on one point, and stabbed with a bang!

"Whew!" The entire Han pine was slashed through by a sword...... The corners of Xu Yichen's mouth twitched, so he had to find another cold pine and continue to practice......

Thinking of the mantra of the blade in his hand, Xu Yichen comprehended it, with the infinite blade in his right hand and the blade in his left hand, and worked tirelessly in the cold wind of Wuji Peak.

When the spiritual power is exhausted, he swallows a spirit pill, sits down and runs the Xu family's mental method, and the spiritual power in the spiritual source fills the whole body in an instant, and it doesn't stop for a moment!

Time flies, and the half-moon period has arrived in a flash!

Inside the Wuji Gate, there is a martial arts arena in the area of the Ministry of Rites, at this time the crowd is boiling, at least hundreds of thousands of people in the stands, and almost all of the junior disciples of the Wuji Gate are present except for those who go out on tasks and stay on duty.

On the rostrum, Zhang Sanfeng was in the center, and there were three old men standing next to him, all of whom were figures with heads and faces.

Zhou Ping and Lin Zhihai anxiously paced back and forth at the door of the martial arts arena. Ling Tian stood calmly and waited quietly.

"Yo, isn't this Elder Ling?" The dean of the Upper Court walked up to Ling Tian with a few elders, as well as Shi Tian and others from the Upper Court, and greeted Ling Tian loudly: "Elder Ling is really extraordinary!" ”

"Oh? Why do you say that......" An elder beside him sneered.

Ling Tian ignored the words of several people and remained silent.

The dean smiled faintly: "Elder Ling, from the Elder of the Rites, to the Elder of the Third Palace, to the Dean of the Upper Courtyard, and then to the Elder of the Upper Courtyard, and now he has become an elder of the Yellow Class in the Lower Courtyard step by step......

"Haha, everyone is rising step by step, this Elder Ling really doesn't follow the usual path!"

When Lin Zhihai heard this, he was surprised that Ling Tian was once an elder of the Wuji Gate's Inner Rite Department, but he was also angry at the sarcasm of several people.

"You ......" Lin Zhihai and Zhou Ping stepped forward one after another, but they were blocked by Ling Tian's outstretched hand, and he smiled indifferently: "The lion doesn't care what the rabbit says about it!" ”

"You!" The dean's face twitched, "Ling Tian, don't think that you are still the dean Ling of the year, after so many years, how much wind and waves can you stir up in the barren land of the lower courtyard!" ”

"Don't set off the wind and waves, wait for the wind to rise, and then add fuel to the waves, which is enough to wash away the dirt of our door!" Ling Tian muttered softly.

"Who do you say is dirt!" Hou Yu jumped out and pointed at Ling Tian and shouted.

Lin Zhihai and Zhou Ping couldn't bear to see their respected elder being scolded like this, but they were glared back by Ling Tian. The two of them had to grit their teeth and stand behind them, indifferent no matter how much everyone teased!

Shi Tianjing glanced at Hou Yu. Hou Yu comprehended, stepped forward, and smiled disdainfully: "As the saying goes, if there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice, the shrunken turtle with two turtle sons, it is better to go back to the lower courtyard to spend the rest of your life, don't come out and be embarrassed!" ”

"Presumptuous!" With a loud shout, a figure suddenly came, and a wave of coercion descended. Before everyone could react, he slapped him.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Hou Yu's mouth was full of bloody teeth, he turned his head to see the person who came, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and trembled: "It's you!" ”