Yang Menglan and Nangong Junmo sat facing each other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info After choosing her own cave house that day, Yang Menglan followed Nangong Junmo to Wuxin Cave for retreat, and it has been more than a month. Practicing Qi, Building the Foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, Mahayana, Returning to the Void, and Flying to the Seven Realms of Cultivating Immortals, Yang Menglan was originally a cultivator of the eighth layer of Qi training, and his physique was regarded as the body of the furnace because of the seal, and he encountered the thunder of the sky and descended into the world for no reason, and his cultivation was abolished, and he was later rebuilt to the third layer. Now, Nangong Junmo asked her to successfully build a foundation within three months, which was impossible, and Nangong Junmo was just trying to find a reason not to let Yang Menglan go out, but she didn't expect her to have such a backbone, but she had to build a foundation in more than a month.

It's strange to say, others will encounter some bottlenecks and other difficulties in their cultivation, but when they come to Yang Menglan, there is nothing, and the upgrade is as simple as drinking water until they reach the sixth layer of the foundation, even Nangong Junmo was taken aback by her, and she couldn't figure it out, and in the end it could only be attributed to Yang Menglan's special physique.

Yang Menglan took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at her hands, she felt that her whole body was full of strength, and when she exhaled and breathed, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth continued to surge towards her. Is this the foundation? It doesn't feel as difficult to cross as others say!

Nangong Junmo nodded with satisfaction, but although this kind of ascension is fast, if he can't master the power obtained in a short period of time, it will be much more difficult to improve it in the future, and soon, he thought of a solution.

"Yunli Wu disciple, the demons ravaged Kunlun before, although Hu Qianqian was seriously injured and escaped, there are still remnants of sin that have not yet been cleared. Recently, there have often been incidents of demons hurting people at the foot of the mountain, since you have successfully built the foundation, it is better to go with the disciples in the door to kill the demons and eliminate the demons. After that, Nangong Junmo took off the sword on his body and stroked it gently, "The name of this sword is 'Wuhua', it is a portable sword for many years, you can use it." ”

"Don't dare!" Yang Menglan excused herself in fear. The name of Wuhua, even if it is a lonely and unheard person, has heard of it, the stars are the body, the mountains and rivers are the veins, the ancient immortals cast, and finally the body is martyred by the sword, the achievement of Wuhua spirituality, and then Nangong Junmo obtained, the achievement of the undefeated legend, and because Nangong Junmo joked with people back then, laughed that if he was interested in someone, he would use Wuhua as a token of affection. Thinking of this, Yang Menglan suddenly felt cold all over her body, the love between master and apprentice has always been tolerated by the world, if today's events are spread out, she will only die.

Looking at the panicked Yang Menglan, Nangong Junmo frowned, and sighed after a while, "It's because the teacher didn't think about it and forgot the joke back then." He said as he helped Yang Menglan up, "But you only have a steel sword on you, and you can't find a spirit sword that suits you for a while, so you will be worried about going out as a teacher after all, Wuhua, you will borrow you for the time being, and when you come back, I will find you a good sword for the teacher." ”

"The apprentice will not let the master worry." Yang Menglan thought about it and solemnly took Wuhua.

Half an hour later, Yang Menglan was dressed in white, with a light veil on her face, and her body was unpretentious, standing quietly in front of the Wuji Hall with eleven disciples. The west wind was fierce, only blowing in white clothes, and the green silk was flying, attracting the sideways glances of countless male disciples and jealousy of female disciples.

"Yo, why hasn't this senior sister seen it?" At this time, a young girl came out of the crowd, her eyes were smart, and she stared at Wuhua sourly, "This sword looks very much like Wuhua!" ”

"Don't be stupid, do you really think that the white swords are all Wuhua?" Her companion grabbed her and glanced at Yang Menglan fiercely, besides, how could that person hand over Wuhua to someone else casually. His apprentice? No kidding, that Uncle Yunli is just cultivating the Qi layer.

"Hey! Who are you? A teenager asked, pointing at her unceremoniously.

Yang Menglan frowned and glanced at them dissatisfiedly, "The Taiji Hall prohibits noise, didn't your master tell you?" ”

"Uh......" The women remembered that this was the Wuji Palace, and the middle and high-level of the gate often gathered here to discuss important matters, and if their behavior was seen, they would inevitably fall into an uneducated reputation, and even the teacher would inevitably not be punished.

At this moment, a woman in purple walked out of the Wuji Palace. The purple clothes are fluttering, the fragrance of the clothes is surging, and there are all kinds of indescribable charms. She first looked at Yang Menglan and bowed her head slightly, and when her eyes swept to Wuhua, she couldn't help shrinking slightly, shocked, and then returned to calm, but her hand that grasped the scabbard revealed her mood at the moment.

"Ah, it's actually Uncle Yunyan leading the team!" The people present, both men and women, looked excited.

"This time, I was accompanied by two beautiful women! Look at the senior sister in white, make sure that her appearance is not under Uncle Yunyan. Oops, why did my sister beat me? ”

Yunyan looked at the somewhat noisy scene, pretending to be serious and coughed loudly a few times, "Disciples, obey orders!" The scene quieted down suddenly, "The day before yesterday, there was news that the demons were raging in Fenglai City, and some disciples had already gone to deal with it first, but the news that came later was not very optimistic. Today, we must always remember unity and listen to orders. ”

"Disciple obeys the order!" Everyone shouted with serious faces, Yang Menglan just tugged at the corners of her mouth, the excitement of those people just now was not faked, it can be imagined, if it weren't for the kindness of this Uncle Yunyan, how could these people be so happy? But none of this is important to Yang Menglan.

"In that case, let's go!" With a choking sound, everyone pulled out their long swords, and in an instant, the whistling sound continued, only to see more than a dozen sword cultivators flying over Kunlun, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a little bit of the sky.

"Damn!" In the Wuji Palace, Xuanyang Zhenren angrily smashed the teacup in his hand, "Look at it, even Wuhua has been given!" Such a disregard for ethics! ”

"Alright, alright." The head of Xuanyi stroked his beard with a smile, "If there is one more person under my door who has ascended, what is it to be a mere Wuhua?" ”

When the other elders heard this, their hearts were full of shock, the head of the sect actually spoke so highly of this Yang Seventeen, wouldn't the Wuxin Pavilion have a legend of the double ascension of master and apprentice? Thinking of this, there was a faint look of excitement on the faces of the elders.

"Senior brother!" Xuanyang looked at Xuanyi helplessly, and finally could only sit back in the chair helplessly, with unspeakable annoyance.