The assessment of entering the inner sect ended hastily in two days, and the most high-profile person this time is probably Jiufang Ming.

There are a total of more than 30 people who have passed the assessment of the Inner Sect, except for a few of them who are illusionists, and more than 20 people, including Jiufang Ming, are all illusionists, but Jiufang Ming easily stole the limelight of illusionists with his own strength.

As for the Yuan Stone used to measure the Yuan, the sect did not order Jiufang Ming to compensate, but gave Jiufang Ming a big surprise. In the eyes of others, Jiufang Ming was low-key, and his reputation spread immediately.

"Senior Brother Jiufang is low-key and unfazed!" said a male disciple.

The people around also began to talk about the broken stone of the sword of the Nine Directions, and among them, there was a girl with a rippling spring heart and a nymphomaniac.

"I don't think so!" a masked girl looked at her.

Jiufang Ming, who was dressed in black and concealed his cultivation, frowned slightly and slowed down.

"After so many blows, he was just lucky, and finally he touched it. The girl said, full of disdain.

"Oh?" Jiufang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this woman had some meaning, and then looked at the girl.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, the girl looked back at her.

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"What? are you not convinced?" the girl asked rhetorically, arrogant.

Jiufang Ming did not speak, unmoved.

"It seems that you are really not convinced!" said the girl with her hands around her chest, slightly angry.

Jiufang Ming shook his head, and secretly said in his heart that this girl was asking for hardship, and Jiufang Ming probed the girl's cultivation, and then was a little disdainful.

"Then don't blame me for being unkind!" Jiufang Ming released his coercion and attacked the girl.

The girl was caught off guard, was targeted by coercion, and instantly knelt on one knee on the ground.

"You ......" The girl looked at Jiufang Ming with some horror, this masked man actually had some terrifying coercion.

His cultivation was a seventh-order phantom warrior, and he couldn't last a moment under the coercion of this masked man.

"Could it be ......" The girl's pupils shrank.

"Phantomist!" the girl said with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, a little unwillingly.

"My business, it's not your turn to teach you a lesson!" Jiufang Ming straightened the black hat and walked towards the girl.

Then Jiufang Ming stretched out his hand to help the girl up, and handed a handkerchief to wipe the blood away.

"You!" the girl was furious.

"This elixir can make you shut your mouth first!" Jiufang Ming took out an elixir from the storage ring and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

The girl's face was pale, her face changed drastically, and she instinctively wanted to spit out the pill, but the pill seemed to melt in her mouth.

"You give it to me...... What did you eat?" said the girl coldly.

"What do you say? Of course...... Poison!" Jiufang smiled playfully, then turned around, ready to leave.

The pill was hot in her throat, and the girl couldn't make a sound for a while.

The girl then tightly tugged at Jiufang Ming's sleeve, and Jiufang Ming turned her head.

"Stop!" said the girl.

Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, it seemed that this woman was a little dissatisfied.

"Remember Miss Ben's name, Yan Jinyao!" Yan Jinyao said through gritted teeth.

"Yan Jinyao?" Jiufang was stunned, surnamed Yan ...... Isn't it royalty......

"I'm waiting for you to hit me...... However, you're only being bullied by me right now. Jiufang said with a smile.

Then he found the right time, took off his robe, used his skills, and quickly slipped away.

"This person ......" Yan Jinyao looked at the black robe in her hand and gritted her teeth secretly.

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After the assessment of the Inner Sect, Jiufang Ming returned to Mu Yanxuan to cultivate, and was promoted to the first order of the illusion master on the premise of laying a good foundation, and under the stimulation of the medicinal power, he directly broke through to the fifth order of the illusion master.

When he arrived at the illusion master, Ming Feizhou had no reason to restrain him anymore, and he could go wherever he wanted.

It was agreed with Old Man Ming that Jiufang Ming was not allowed to go out until he cultivated to the illusion master, but now that the conditions have been met, Jiufang Ming naturally wants to go out and explore.

Yan Qitong was there, and Jiufang Ming only left a letter.

This time, I don't know how far I have to go, and I may never return...... Jiufang thought to himself.

With the acquiescence of Ming Zi'an, Jiufang Ming went out to practice as a disciple of the inner sect, and if he did not return for three years, he would be deemed to be out of the sect.

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"Don't worry, he is a phantom, and the places he can go are limited, and in less than ten days and half a month, that kid will come back. Ming Feizhou drank sake, ate barbecue, and said to Yan Qitong.

Yan Qitong looked into the distance, squeezed the letter in his hand tightly, and muttered to himself: "Is he just leaving?"

"Sister, a womanizer bullied me just now!" a young girl ran towards Yan Qitong aggrievedly.

Yan Qitong was sad alone, and when she saw that her cousin had arrived, she recovered her expression.

"Hmph, who dares to bully my granddaughter?" Ming Feizhou heard this, put down the barbecue in his hand, but his mouth still did not stop.

"A man wearing a black hat and a black robe, he will do something to me just because I said a few words!" Yan Jinyao said, her tone a little aggrieved.

If Jiufang Ming heard it, it was estimated that he would be half angry......

"This is his black robe!" Yan Jinyao took out the black robe left behind by Jiufang Ming and handed it to Yan Qitong.

Yan Qitong smelled the familiar breath, her expression changed, and then her eyes became a little sad.

Ming Feizhou also stopped what he was doing, looked at the black robe intently, and frowned a little.

"It seems that my Boundless Sect still can't keep such a genius...... Ming Feizhou muttered to himself, and a pot of sake was spilled on the ground.

Yan Qitong looked at Ming Feizhou, a little puzzled.

"Unexpected...... He's already a fifth-order illusion master!" Ming Feizhou looked at Yan Qitong and said.

"My Underworld...... It's still changed. Ming Feizhou's old eyes were a little cloudy.

"I'm sure he'll be back!" Yan Qitong put away his robe lightly.

"What the hell is going on?" Yan Jinyao didn't know.

Yan Qitong looked at Yan Jinyao with some reproach and explained in detail.

"It turns out that the young man in black is my sister, your sweetheart......" Yan Jinyao opened her mouth wide and said with some shock.

Thinking of the elixir that the young man in black gave him, Yan Jinyao once again had doubts.

"He gave you food?" Ming Feizhou was a little surprised.

"I don't know what the hell elixir is, but fortunately it's okay now. Yan Jinyao said.

"You see for yourself your cultivation!" Yan Qitong said lightly.

Yan Jinyao probed into the dantian, the Phantom Yuan Power was indeed a little richer than before, and the realm had obviously improved from the seventh order of the Phantom Warrior to the eighth order of the Phantom Warrior.

At the same time, Yan Jinyao was a little happy, and suddenly understood what pill Jiufang Ming had given her.

"No wonder my cultivation has been upgraded by one order, it turns out that what he gave me is the Lingjin Pill......" Yan Jinyao said, it seems that he is really a little uninteresting.

Yan Qitong was silent, just looking at the sky from a distance.

"I'll wait for you to come back, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, I'll wait too!" Yan Qitong thought firmly in his heart.

From the first sight of Jiufang Ming, Yan Qitong had already admired him, and as for what reason, Yan Qitong himself did not know.

Ming Feizhou closed his eyes thoughtfully, but he still had to blame himself for not being able to teach, he still had a phantom array, and the alchemy and refining techniques were not taught to Jiufang Ming, in various ways, he was not a good master.

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Changing into a new dress, Jiufang Ming put on an ink-colored hat and stepped out of the sect.

"The sea is wide, jump with the fish! The sky is high, let me fly!" Jiufang Ming smiled confidently.

"Senior sister, ......" Jiufang thought of Tai Duyun, but in the end he didn't say goodbye to her.

Anyway, I'll be back.

"The task now is to find Senior Brother Hanyun!" Jiufang meditated.

"Maybe only he knows Ming Jinshi's identity!" Jiufang Ming took a breath and thought.

For Ming Zi'an, he still can't believe it, but for Ming Feizhou, he absolutely believes it.

Time can be learned, none of Ming Feizhou's words of admonishing Jiufang Ming are nonsense, only the marriage promised to Jiufang Ming, and Jiufang Ming thinks that Ming Feizhou is amorous.

Without the Boundless Sect, he might still be a humble phantom.

Without Ming Feizhou, he would be more likely to become an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, sitting in a well and watching the sky, holding a broom all day long, complaining bitterly.

With his back to the three words "Boundless Sect" on the boulder, Jiufang stood with his hands in his hands, arrogant as a cloud, and a pride in his chest.

"My heart is boundless, what can you do with me!" said Jiufang Ming.

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Thousands of people and thousands of faces, Jiufang Ming saw a lot of passers-by and business travelers on the way down the mountain.

And he hides his cultivation and hides his true face, why not?

The outside world is sinister, Jiufang Ming has long been proficient and proficient, among the business travelers, the people who seem to have no cultivation may be the masters hired by the merchants, and the more inconspicuous the appearance, the most likely is the final winner!

Hidden in the city, Jiufang Ming will not fail to understand this truth.

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, Jiufang Ming changed his outfits, changed his high-profile shape in the Wuya Sect, and his whole body was wrapped in black, except for the hat, which was woven by Jiufang Ming himself with bamboo, and the rest were purchased from the sect store.

Counting the property on his body, Jiufang Ming breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, he was used to following the old man in the Boundless Sect, Yuan Shi or something, he had never seen it.

In the words of one Phantom Venerable, it is, "I have never seen Yuanshi, and I am not interested in Yuanshi at all."

"Are there only ten lower-grade Yuan Stones?" Jiufang Ming still didn't have the heart to give up, and continued to poke into the storage ring.

There was a lot of space for the storage ring, but there was nothing but a pile of clothes and some elixirs, and a long sword.

And all these things add up to only a piece of space that can't be slapped in the storage ring.

Jiufang shook his head helplessly, as if his previous pride had been extinguished.

Shyness in the pocket is also a problem for the phantom monk, although the phantom monk does not need to eat and eat, but also needs accommodation, and the nine directions can easily go without sleep for ten days and half a month.

But the phantom monk is also a human being in the final analysis, who can resist the temptation of food, and he is tired of eating roasted game, so he will naturally not give up the food of every place.

Finally, I took a look at the sect of the Boundless Sect, and the sword of the Nine Directions was raised, and the sword flew.

What the sword refers to is the end of the world!