Ye Lan heard Yan Zhuoran mention the Six Yang Returning Dust Palm, and remembered that he was suffering from this palm, and he felt palpitations in his heart. Although Zhu Wenchang's move was a sneak attack, in Ye Lan's opinion, this move could actually turn four into four with one and hit four people at the same time, which was really a wonderful technique, and he couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart, and secretly sighed that Ziyang Palace could rank as the third largest faction in Northern Xinjiang, and it was really worthy of his name.

Thinking of Ziyang Palace, he suddenly remembered that Lei Wenxiong and others called Zhu Wenchang the head of the house, and he was very suspicious in his heart, and asked Wen Feng: "Big brother, how can these people call Zhu Wenchang the head of the family? Could it be that the head of the Ziyang Palace is him Zhu Wenchang?" Although he didn't know who the head of Ziyang Palace was, he thought that the head of such a big faction must not be Zhu Wenchang, so he asked like this.

Wen Feng and Yan Zhuoran were also thinking about this, Wen Feng listened to him ask, and thought hard for a while, but he couldn't think of the trick, so he shook his head slightly. Yan Zhuoran suddenly said: "The head of Ziyang Palace is the Golden Xuantan, and this matter is known to the world. The people of Ziyangmen would never dare to call others the heads. Since these people regard Zhu Wenchang as their leader, there is only one possibility-these people have other backgrounds, and they are not from Ziyang Palace!"

Wen Feng frowned and said, "Aren't they from Ziyang Palace, then how can they make the Ziyang Palace method so authentic?"

"Lei Wenxiong is not your Taixu Sect person, but his Zhao Void God Fist is not bad, right?" When Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng first met, he had a big battle with him at sea, Wen Feng used the Zhao Void God Fist and his Spring and Autumn Sword Qi to pass dozens of moves, Yan Zhuoran was very impressed by this boxing method, and he recognized Lei Wenxiong's punch at a glance was the trick in the Zhao Void God Fist, and this person's boxing attainment was profound, and he was not inferior to Wen Feng.

Wen Feng nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That's right! These people are actually both Taixu Ziyang and Ziyang two factions, and the two factions are extremely authentic, not the three-legged cat kung fu learned by stealing the teacher, this is ...... , this thing is really incomprehensible!"

Ye Lan saw that the two of them were full of doubts, and said casually: "The spread of the Taixu Gong Fa must be from Zhu Wenchang, could it be that these people's Ziyang Gong Fa was also taught by him?

Wen Feng shook his head and said: "No! Zhu Wenchang is an abandoned baby at the foot of Taixu Mountain, and he was born to worship Taixu, although he has gone down the mountain several times since then, but it has lasted a very short time, and he has walked with the rest of Taixu disciples, how can he have time to establish a new sect? Besides, these people's cultivation is not weaker than him, if their exercises are all taught by Zhu Wenchang, then this master should be too angry......

Yan Zhuoran smiled slightly bitterly and said: "Zhu Wenchang has grown up in Taixu since he was a child, and he has no time to create a sect, but doesn't he also have no time to practice the Ziyang Exercises?

Wen Feng was stunned and sighed: "That's right, the reason for this is really incomprehensible......"

The three of them talked for a while, but they still didn't know what to do, and they didn't bother to think about it again. In the past few days, the three of them have been traveling day and night, and the three of them are extremely sleepy, and at this time, they know that Zhu Wenchang and others will not be able to open the mountain gate for a while, and there is nothing to do, so they took out dry food and wine to eat and drink for a while, and found a cave to sleep well.

On the second day, the three of them took turns to fly up the mountain to observe the movements of Zhu Wenchang and others from a distance, and the remaining two of them exercised their pranayama at the bottom of the mountain to nourish their strength so as to make more preparations for the big war in the future. The three of them have lived and died together, and there has been no estrangement for a long time, Wen Feng and Yan Zhuoran do not hide their selfishness in front of Ye Lan, and they do not avoid Ye Lan when they practice. Ye Lan saw that the magic techniques used by the two of them were endless, and he was extremely admired and envious in his heart. He was young and tender-faced, and when he saw the exquisite exercises performed by the two, he felt that the Liuye Island exercises were too crude compared to the divine skills of the two, so he was embarrassed to practice the Liuye Island family inheritance exercises such as the Willow Sword and the Psychic Combination Technique in front of the two. In addition to the Liuye Island family exercises, he only learned another set of Xuantian Wuji Gong, although this exercise is wonderful, but it relies too much on the power of the magic weapon. Only by holding the Xuan Ice Separation Fire Fan can exert the power of this skill. Ye Lan lost the treasure fan, and this exercise was gone. The nature of the Juyang Chapter Exercise and the Shocking Lan Sword are compatible, and the power of the combination of the two is not as good as the meditation technique, and the Bingqing Chapter Exercise is even more evil, Ye Lan tried it several times, and as soon as he practiced, he was shivering from the cold. He knew that without the masculine power in the Fusang Wood to dissolve the cold qi, this Ice Qing Chapter would not be able to cultivate, and he felt great regret in his heart, so he had to give up.

Since the Bing Qing Chapter could not be cultivated, Ye Lan had to follow the Juyang Chapter exercises to carry the True Yuan from week to week, and every time the True Yuan ran for a week, his cultivation would increase by one point, although the benefit was not great, but since the Bing Qing Chapter could not be cultivated, it was better than being idle with nothing to do.

After two days like this, Wen and Yan saw that he was just meditating all day long, and they were puzzled, so Wen Feng asked him bluntly, asking him if he hadn't used his sword for a long time, and seeing that the big war was imminent, why didn't he step up his sharpening of his swordsmanship, so as not to be unfamiliar with his swordsmanship in battle, and be taken advantage of by the enemy.

Ye Lan was speechless, so he sacrificed the Shocking Sword with a cheeky face, and played a set of Wind Breeze Willow Sword in front of the two of them. He originally thought that the two of them were famous and accustomed to divine skills, and when they saw such a crude swordsmanship, they would definitely laugh at it. Who knew that after the two of them saw it, their faces were solemn, and there was no contempt or ridicule on their faces, nor any praise on their faces. Seeing that the two of them didn't say a word, Ye Lan was worried in his heart, and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "I...... , I can't do swordsmanship, which makes the two big brothers laugh. ”

Wen Feng stepped forward and patted him lightly on the shoulder twice as a sign of comfort. Yan Zhuoran was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother Ye's swordsmanship is light and agile, but it is also quite powerful. It's just that this swordsmanship is more than light, and the strength is insufficient, in the shallow view of the foolish brother, your swordsmanship pays too much attention to the body and footwork, and Yu Zhenyuan runs but does not pay attention, it is like a mundane swordsmanship. You must know that we and other monks are fighting against the enemy, after all, we rely on a stream of true yuan, no matter how fast the hand, eye, and body method is, it is not as fast as the circulation of true yuan in the body......"

Ye Lan's return to the wind and the willow sword was created by the first generation of the Ye family's master mother based on ordinary swordsmanship, he listened to Yan Zhuoran's guess, and said the truth, and admired him very much in his heart, and nodded again and again: "Brother Yan is very right, please give me a few more tricks, so that my brother can make some progress." ”

Yan Zhuoran looked embarrassed, and said slowly: "It's not that the foolish brother deliberately hides his secrets, it's just that all my Dao cultivation is taught by the master." There are strict rules in this sect, and all disciples under the sect must not pass on the exercises of this sect. As he spoke, he turned his eyes to Wen Feng, obviously hoping that Wen Feng could guide Ye Lan a few moves.

Wen Feng pursed his lips and snorted: "What do you think I have done? You Mingde Academy has rules, is it true that I have no rules for being too empty?" Although my third brother has saved the lives of our Taixu disciples, and has a twenty-year appointment with Wen Qi, when the time comes, he will worship Taixu, and he will not be regarded as an outsider in public or private. But if he doesn't enter the Taixu for a day, he won't be a disciple for a day, so I can't teach him any kung fu. ”

Although Ye Lan is not familiar with world affairs, he also knows that the portals are different, and it is taboo for monks to steal the exercises of other sects, and he has no heart to let the two teach the Dao. He said that he asked the two for guidance, just asked the two to comment on their swordsmanship, and when they saw that the two had misunderstood, he only smiled slightly and didn't say much.

In the next few days, Ye Lan devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship, he listened to Yan Zhuoran's words, and when he moved the sword, he emphasized the sword intent and light sword moves, and put most of his attention on the flow of the true yuan, and the power of the sword really increased greatly. Although Yan and Wen couldn't teach Ye Lan Mingde and Taixu the exercises, they both gave a few words of advice to Ye Lan's own swordsmanship from time to time. Although the realm of the two is the same as Ye Lan, when it comes to the subtlety of the exercises and the breadth of knowledge, the two of them are ten times better than Ye Lan. Ye Lan listened to the words of the two of them in his ears, and pondered about it, often feeling that his mouth was suddenly opened, although a set of returning wind and flowing swords had not changed in the slightest in terms of moves, but the power was not the same as a few days ago.

After eight or nine days of this, at noon on this day, it was Ye Lan's turn to go to the peak to observe the movement. He lay on the branch of the tree, thinking about the various ways to move the sword, and from time to time glanced at the other side of the lake through the heavy branches and leaves. After more than an hour, I suddenly saw the figure on the opposite side shaking, and several people jumping around, seemingly very excited. Ye Lan sat up suddenly, looked carefully, and saw that there was an abnormal light in the high place of the mountain, reflecting the noon sun, faintly dazzling, obviously that place was not an ordinary mountain stone, but it was far away, and it was not real.

Ye Lan floated down the tree, turned around and looked back, and saw that Yan Zhuoran and Wen Feng were both meditating and practicing at the bottom of the mountain, and then turned back to look at the mountain wall, hesitated slightly, and said secretly: "I'll sneak over first and take a look, these people are getting carried away with joy, I should be careful myself, I don't expect to be discovered by them." ”

At that moment, he was bold, cautiously floated down the mountain, dived into the lake as usual, came to the opposite bank, looked at the grass across the water, and under the rippling water waves, he saw that the mountain wall was dozens of feet above the ground, revealing a jade wall four or five feet in a circle. The jade wall is white in the blue, crystal clear, faintly transparent, but the line of sight can't pass through. When Ye Lan saw this, he was slightly surprised, and secretly thought: "Could it be that this entire gate is actually carved out of a piece of jade? Look at this jade wall dozens of feet above the ground, there is such a big jade in the world? If this is the case, then this jade gate alone is already a rare treasure! Chi Xuan, this old man is really generous!"

Liu Wenbao, Lei Wenxiong and others couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw that they had finally dug through the mountain wall and exposed the jade gate. Zhu Wenchang was also full of joy, and a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes. The crowd cheered for a while, and then carried the magic weapon to excavate. After working for half an hour, the jade wall was chiseled into two zhang squares, and a very thin gap was gradually revealed on the door, straight down, and it was a crack in the door. When everyone saw that this jade wall was indeed a stone gate, they felt even more encouraged.

Seeing that the jade door was smooth and clean, everyone didn't want to hurt the jade door with a magic weapon, and they were extremely careful when cleaning up the rubble on the door. Seeing that the gate was dozens of feet above the ground, Lei Wenxiong didn't know how long it would take to clean the stone on the door, he felt very impatient in his heart, and shouted: "It takes too much effort to chisel this Laoshizi stone, since we have dug the gate and broken the door, let's go in and get the treasure is serious!" Several people around him were shocked when they saw this, and shouted in unison: "Don't!"