On the way back to the cottage, Su Ze said, "Xiao Yezi, I have already obtained the Yuantian Book, do you want to study?"

"I'm going to learn, but we should return the Yuantian Book to Zhang Wuye first, after all, this is his ancestral treasure. "Ye Hei rarely gets justice.

"It's okay"

"Lao Su, I learned one of the nine secrets, the word "Dou", from King Jiang Shen. Ye Hei said ostentatiously.

"Oh" Su Ze's expression was very flat.

"Lao Su, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, tell me, if you don't tell me, how do you know that you want to learn. Ye Hei joked proudly.

"Don't want to learn"

"Don't want to? Why don't you want to? Forget it, I'll teach you with great mercy. ”

"I really don't want to learn!" Su Ze's plain face wanted people to slap in the face to see if there was any change.

"Why?" Ye Hei had a depressed expression, it was rare to pretend to be 13, but he didn't pretend.

"Because I've already learned! When Jiang Shenwang makes a move, I can understand it as soon as I see it, and I can learn it as soon as I learn it, but it's not like a certain fool who has been practicing for seventeen days. ”

Su Ze laughed, his expression vivid and vivid.

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Inside the cottage, enthusiastic villagers surrounded the two and asked for warmth.

It's been nearly a month since they've been gone.

Zhang Wuye excitedly took Su Ze Yefan home, and said fearfully: "I have always regretted telling you about the situation of Purple Mountain, I thought that you were also trapped in Purple Mountain and could not come back." ”

Su Ze smiled slightly, listening to Xiao Yezi comforting Zhang Wuye.

As soon as he flipped through it with his big hand, a silver book appeared in front of Zhang Wuye's eyes.

"You really brought it back" Zhang Wuye burst into tears and whimpered: "The Book of Yuantian, I've only heard it since I was a child, but I haven't seen it." ”

"The ancestors of the Zhang family, I have been buried, and a monument has been erected. This is the treasure of the Zhang family, and the old man will take it away. Su Ze said softly.

Zhang Wuye couldn't put it down and stroked the "Book of Yuantian" and asked, "How did you find him?"

Ye Fan spoke, and Su Ze added, vividly describing their treasure hunting process.

Zhang Wuye rubbed the silver book with his rough fingers covered with calluses, full of emotion, and his mind finally calmed down.

In the end, he held the silver book back in front of Su Ze and said, "You have worked hard, been born and died, and gone through all kinds of hardships, I know that you need it. ”

Su Ze glanced at Ye Hei, and Ye Hei said solemnly: "We want to learn the source technique above, but just write down the content inside, the treasure book is still from the Zhang family." ”

Zhang Wuye said firmly: "Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, and our Zhang family does not have the strength to keep it." This source book is placed in the Zhang family, and it will only bring disaster to children and grandchildren.

You monks, who live for a thousand years, can keep it first. If I have a future in the descendants of the Zhang family, I will bother to teach it to the descendants of the Zhang family. ”

"It's okay" Su Ze took the "Book of Yuantian", changed hands and handed it to Ye Fan:

"I already have this book, Xiaoyezi, you can keep it. ”

The fate of Yuan Tianshu was originally Ye Fan's, and it was a necessary means for him to defeat the strong with the weak.

Su Ze can share, but he can't possess it, otherwise he will destroy the layout of the ruthless emperor, and then he will have fun watching it.

"Okay, I make a heavy oath that I will definitely send the "Book of Yuantian" back to the Zhang family in the future. Ye Fan solemnly swore an oath.

The wrinkles on Zhang Wuye's face disappeared, and he was full of smiles, like a big wish.

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Starting the next day, Ye Fan began to study the Book of Heaven without sleep or food.

As for Su Ze, it was the bandits within a radius of 500 miles that the other party began to sweep.

He is here to uphold justice and give the people a peaceful life, and he is definitely not trying to eat black and scrape the source stones.

That's right, that's it.

For seven days, he exterminated seventeen bandits.

There is a discovery that these bandits are all directed by Qingxiamen behind them.

Most of the sources of their robbery were also handed over to Qingxiamen.

So, Qingxiamen has a very large inventory of source stones?

Ahem, in this way, Qingxiamen is the culprit?

Su Zeyi was bold and bold, and he found Qingxiamen alone.

Qingxia Gate is located in an oasis. There are several miles in a radius.

Around the station, Su Ze laid out a siege formation according to the records of the "Book of Yuantian".

None of the people inside could escape.

Then, he started at the mountain gate and went straight in.

"Who trespassed on Qingxia?!" came a loud shout from the front.

"Uncle Lei's surname is here to uphold justice and eradicate evil. Su Ze was awe-inspiring.

The Qingxia disciple who guarded the mountain gate was dumbfounded, where did he come from?

Su Ze waved his hand: Void Great Mudra!

The boulder engraved with the word "Qingxia" at the mountain gate smashed with a "poof" and became dust.

directly smashed Qingxia's wall stone, which is obviously going to be real.

"Are you looking for death?" the people of Qingxiamen were furious.

The people guarding the mountain gate all sacrificed their weapons, and the flying swords and hammers shot like a rain of light.

Su Ze was wearing a robe like a medieval prince, with fluttering sleeves.

With a single swing, all weapons shatter and turn into flying dust.

With another wave of their sleeves, those gatekeepers all soared into the clouds and fell dozens of meters.

At the Qingxiamen station, eighteen green mountains stand tall, each peak has a thousand-foot waterfall falling, and green water flows around the mountain.

The place is lush and beautiful. The grass is fresh, the fairy vines are coiled, and the stream is murmuring.

"It's a pity," Su Ze sighed, because after the war, this place would be reduced to a desert area where no grass grows.

An elder in the gate flew over, and seven weapons rushed out of the old man's body, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., turning into seven long rainbows and stabbing at Su Ze.

Su Ze didn't move, and the seven Changhongs were all stabbed on Su Ze's body.

However, to the old man's shock, the seven weapons were like rotten wood, broken inch by inch, and scattered like loess, completely shattered.

Su Ze pressed his backhand, and the old man flew upside down dozens of feet away on the spot, and then suddenly fell apart.

Behind, an old man with white bones and white hair slowly walked forward.

"A monk from the secret realm of the Dao Palace?" Su Ze showed a hint of surprise.

"Chen Dabeard is my disciple, it is he who has provided enough sources for me to break through the shackles of the other side, you actually killed him, and you dare to come to the door!" This old guy was murderous, staring at Su Ze deadly, and commanded the people around him: "Kill him!"

All around, figures flew, the light shone, all kinds of weapons were sacrificed, and dozens of people shot at the same time.

Su Ze smiled faintly, and the word "fight" he had just learned made a secret move.

A majestic giant mountain, towering into the sky, was detained into an ancient seal, pressed down, can be clearly seen, there are birds and beasts on it, towering ancient trees.

"Boom" the mountain seal, the momentum can be overwhelming, the earthquake falls, unstoppable. The weapons flying in the sky were all turned into ashes.

"Ah......" The screams came, and none of the dozens of people who besieged Su Ze could escape, and his body was torn apart and disappeared at the same time.

The head of Qingxiamen's hair was black, his long hair was fluttering, his eyes were like electricity, and he appeared with a group of Supreme Elders.

He was clever and defended with Su Ze: The pioneer made the bandits, seized the source and offered the goods, and after developing the sect to improve its strength, he would shelter the problem of the people for five hundred miles.

"What nonsense!" Su Ze didn't bother to discuss the truth again.

Directly use the Black Sand Divine Skill: Eighteen Beats of the Soul.

Immediately, the green grass and vines all over the mountain turned to dust, and the land cracked and sandy, as if it had opened its big mouth.

Hundreds of Qingxiamen people, standing still, their souls all flew out and converged into a black wind pillar in the center.

Some of the elders of the Dao Palace realm barely suppressed their bodies that were about to be torn apart and flew outside the mountain.

However, the source array under Su Zebu firmly locked the terrain, and no one could escape.

After a long time, there was only one living person in Qingxia Gate, Su Ze.

There wasn't a drop of green, not a single corpse, there were ashes everywhere.

"I knew that good green mountains and green waters would become barren land. Su Ze had a look of pity on his face.

Immediately, he happily said, "It's time to collect the loot!"

The small Qingxia Sect is just a small sect with a sphere of influence of only five hundred miles.

Excluding the daily cultivation expenses of hundreds of people, there are still thousands of catties of source left in the warehouse.

You can imagine how vicious these people were, and they scraped all the poor people.