A meteor flashed in the distance, and the general remembered the appearance of Yan Ling'er's sword flying, so he placed the stone pendant three feet in front of him. According to the magic trick given to him by Yan Ling'er, he ran his luck all over his body, held the sword finger in his hand, and pulled it hard, and said: "Get up." Suddenly, the general's eyes saw the stone fall move, although it was only a small shake, which made his heart ecstatic. He continued to try like this two or three times, but he didn't see the stone fall moving, and the general suspected that he was dazzled just now, he knew that the realm of exorcism was the fundamental foundation for cultivating magic weapons in the Tongtian Sect, and it could not be achieved until he reached the Linweing Divine Pass of the Dao Method. The general shook his head, shook off his distracting thoughts, picked up the stone pendant and looked at it carefully, but he didn't move for a while.

It's not that he's discovered, it's a very ordinary thing----- he's in a daze!

The whole body is white with a reddish stone pendant, the two ends are only an inch long, I don't know what material it is, the only thing that is a little abnormal is that there are blood-like veins. The veins are round and full, and if you look closely, it seems that human blood is mixed in them.

The general's whole body trembled suddenly, and the thought of human blood flashing in his mind just now made him feel a little hungry and thirsty, and his throat felt a little dry. Over the years, he has slowly forgotten the bloodthirsty impulse under the moon, and only occasionally dreams back late at night, only to suddenly dream about that strange experience, and wake up sweating profusely.

At that time, he felt very lonely, alone in the face of the unknown hideous, alone in the face of the unknown death. At this time, he always couldn't suppress his inexplicable emotional excitement, with a hint of fanatical impulse, and couldn't help but feel murderous and bloodthirsty.

The general didn't know why he had such a strange feeling, but fortunately he had another way to calm his horrified heart: the stone pendant! This stone pendant did not know where it came from, but it was so wonderful, and every time it exuded a cool air, pulling him back from the edge of bloodthirsty impulses. Although as his cultivation deepened, the violent aura became stronger and stronger, and the frequency and intensity of the general's attacks became higher and higher, but every time the stone fell he could suppress it, allowing him to wander on the edge of the human world and the demon world for a year, fortunately, he was able to save the day every time. This made him more and more inseparable from this stone pendant, and gradually regarded it as an intimate object that he was reluctant to leave.

After another three months, the general was finally able to circulate thirty-six times around the heavens, and finally completed the third layer of the Heavenly God Formula, but what the general didn't know was that he couldn't achieve it at all with his qualifications, and it was the credit of his daily cultivation to obtain the Dao Formula. After another ten days, after the Linweing Shenguan was consolidated, the generals began to practice the Waiguan Shenguan.

In the Dao Technique, the first to fourth layers of the Upper Mirror are the foundation of all spells, and the difficulty gradually deepens. The first layer is aimed at absorbing qi, and the second layer is mainly refining qi, aiming to refine the vital qi entering the body and fill the whole body. The third layer is mainly in the solid gas, and pays attention to the free sending and receiving of vitality. The fourth level of the main thing is luck, which is to comprehend and resonate with the nature of heaven and earth, and to be able to operate the aura of the outside world.

After a year of hard work, the generals have laid a good foundation, but they feel that the latter layer is easier.

Time flies, and before I know it, another few months have passed, and the general is nearly fifteen years old.

Suddenly, the general came up the mountain after finishing his homework, and suddenly there was a roar in the sky, and several streamers came quickly, sweeping towards the front peak.

put the minister's finger to his mouth and whistled, and a streamer of light came out of the bushes, and he stopped his body to see that it was Xiao Hei. At this time, Xiao Hei had grown into a black wolf one foot tall, and his whole body was dark and flashing, and he rode on Xiao Hei's back with one foot upside down, pointing forward, and the black shadow flashed a streamer. When the generals rushed to the Jingjing Palace, the streamer had dissipated, and two people appeared, standing in the front were two white-clothed monks, one was long and jade, chic and handsome, and the white clothes were fluttering, outstanding.

The other was a teenager, a little shorter than him, about twenty years old. The general looked a little familiar, and suddenly, he held his breath, and this person actually winked at him!

"General?" he called out from afar, his voice a little hoarse.

The general's body was shocked, and he turned his head, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide. The two looked at each other's somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar faces, even though there were a thousand feelings in their hearts, and they came to their hearts for a while, and there were thousands of words in their hearts, but in the end, they only turned into two words:

"You are?"

"Xia Yan, Lin Haoran, the disciples of Luoxia Peak, meet Uncle Yi. "On the Yulu Palace, Yan Changfeng and Yuru sat on the top seat, and the rest of the disciples were lined up on both sides, and the ministers were ranked at the bottom of the right hand. The two white-clothed people in the field, that is, Lin Haoran and the person named Xia Yan.

Lin Haoran, the general suddenly sounded a little familiar, he had heard his senior brother Wen Bin say that he had a playmate who seemed to be called this name since he was a child, so he seemed to be able to recognize himself, when they met, but he was puzzled.

Yan Changfeng snorted coldly and said, "You Sun Feng Lord sent you, it won't be just for me, right?"

Na Xia Yan took a step forward and said, "Uncle Shi's eyes, the master sent the two of us here to ask Uncle Shi for help." ”

Yan Changfeng was in a very unhappy mood, waved his hand and said, "Say it!"

Xia Yan said: "Before leaving, the family teacher instructed one thing, that is, my Senior Brother Lin and Uncle Yan are old acquaintances, and I hope that Uncle Yi will let the two of them catch up with each other." ”

Yan Changfeng was angry in his heart, waved his hand, and said impatiently: "Go!

Lin Haoran was impatient to wait for a long time, but because of the face of the elders, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he listened to him, and ran to the generals as soon as he turned his head. The general minister but the second monk was puzzled, he really hadn't seen the one in front of him.

Lin Haoran walked up to him, looked at him carefully, his eyes were red, and he said astringently: "General, you have grown up!"

The general shook his head and said, "But I don't know you. ”

Lin Haoran took his hand and said, "Let's go outside and talk." ”

The general hesitated, turned to look at Yan Changfeng and Yuru, Yan Changfeng ignored him, but Yuru nodded.

The generals got permission and hurriedly went out with Lin Haoran. There were only the disciples and Xia Yan and the others left in the hall. Yi Zhen'er looked at the white figure outside the hall in a daze, Lin Haoran was dashing and outstanding, much more handsome than the generals.

When Xia Yan and Yan Changfeng were talking, they suddenly heard an "ah" outside the hall, and before the sound fell, I saw a figure fall in from outside the hall, and fell to the ground with a pop. Everyone looked at it, who was it if it wasn't a general?

Everyone in Dijiu Peak changed their faces, Yan Ling'er and the generals were the best, so they ran forward at the moment, helped him up, and said worriedly: "General, what's wrong with you?"

The general was not lightly hit by this blow, and he was dizzy, but he still said: "It's nothing, I'm fine!"

Yan Ling'er knew that the generals were being bullied, and she was unhappy at the moment, so her good impression of Lin Haoran suddenly disappeared, she snorted, and with a finger of the hand, the 'bundle of immortal ropes' came out in response to the situation, and suddenly saw the red light flashing, flying up and down, and winding towards Lin Haoran.

"Stop" Yuru and Xia Yan shouted at the same time, but it was already too late.

The 'bundle of immortals' was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Lin Haoran in a moment. Lin Haoran was in danger, took three steps back, hid to the side, pinched the sword trick with his left hand, pointed at the sky with his right hand, and pointed at the sky. I saw Lin Haoran's whole body covered with blue light, and a radiant cyan fairy sword was sacrificed, rushing into the air to resist the 'bundle of immortal ropes', and in the blink of an eye, the scene was deadlocked, and the blue and red light illuminated everyone in the hall.

Yan Changfeng suddenly snorted coldly and said, "Lord Sun Feng is really willing, and he actually passed the "Qiushui" sword to him. ”

At this moment, Lin Haoran snorted lightly, changed the sword technique in his left hand, put it on his chest, slowly drew a circle, and conjured up a gossip diagram from the center of his palm, which slowly became larger, and swelled to the size of a wellhead in a moment. Lin Haoran raised his sword eyebrows, and his left hand resisted the gossip diagram and attacked Yan Ling'er. said that it was too late, Yan Ling'er panicked, and hurriedly pinched the trick to defend, but it was a little late, and he also conjured up a gossip diagram in his hand, but he was just the size of a palm, and it was too late, so he had to go out, only to hear a bang, the hall shook, Lin Haoran took three steps back, and on the other hand, Yan Ling'er flew out like a kite with a broken string. At this time, the 'bundle of immortal ropes' was out of control, flipped and turned, and wrapped around Yan Ling'er's waist again. Lin Haoran flew up and grabbed the hilt of the sword, took three steps and stabbed straight into Yan Ling'er's throat, the faces of everyone in the hall changed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light had pierced into her throat, and a trace of red marks appeared. "Ahh At this critical moment, a hand reached into the blue light, the sharp sword was unobstructed to him, and the two fingers flicked the sword body, only to hear the sound of "dang", the Qiushui sword fell into the corner as if it was hit hard, and the light dissipated. Lin Haoran looked at the empty right hand in a daze, the tiger's mouth was violently cracked, and blood gushed out. Looking up, he was facing Yan Changfeng's cold eyes, and the killing intent that emanated made him shiver.

Yan Changfeng sneered and said, "Good killing intent, good means!"

Seeing this, Xia Yan blocked in front of Lin Haoran, turned around and blamed: "Why did you kill your fellow disciples?

Then he said to Yan Changfeng: "Uncle Yan, for the sake of Senior Brother Lin's young and ignorant, I hope that my subordinates will be merciful." ”

Yan Ling'er's face was pale, touching the wound on her neck, her mouth was wide open, and she didn't move, it was the closest she was to death just now, and she couldn't slow down for a while.

Yan Changfeng glanced at Yan Ling'er twice, his hands shook and stretched, stretched and clenched, and after doing so a few times, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his back to them, closed his eyes and said, "While I can still control myself, get out!" The last two words were extremely loud, making everyone's ears buzz.

Lin Haoran stood there in a daze, his face was not good-looking. Xia Yan clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yan!" After that, he pulled Lin Haoran and ran towards the outside of the hall, in case Yan Changfeng temporarily changed his hexagram.

Suddenly, Yan Changfeng opened his eyes, turned around and pulled Yan Ling'er up, his eyes looked towards Yuru, Yuru also looked at him at the same time, and the two of them saw a kind of hope in each other's eyes: How good it would be if this person was a disciple of Dijiufeng!

Yuru stepped forward, took Yan Changfeng's hand and said, "I thought you were going to do something to your juniors, but fortunately you held back!

Yan Changfeng sighed and said, "My disciple's skills are not as good as others, and I can't complain about others." ”

After a long pause, Yan Ling'er cried out and said, "Why did I lose in his hands." ”

Yan Changfeng snorted coldly and did not speak. But Yuru said: "Child, your cultivation is higher than him, and you are merciful everywhere, but your heart is too kind." ”

Yan Chang Storm was extremely angry, and his Dao robe puffed up without wind, as if he was holding back a strong force.

Since Lin Haoran had a relationship with him, he naturally wanted to persuade him, and immediately said: "Master, Senior Brother Lin just missed for a while, and he didn't want to." ”

The general wanted to say more, but Yan Changfeng's anger burned as soon as he went. In his heart, the general knelt in front of him, with many mouths and tongues, stupid, even worse than Lin Haoran, and raised his hand angrily to hit him. But his hand stopped in mid-air and disappeared, and he shouted angrily: "Get out, you useless thing." After speaking, he pointed to the people next to him and said, "Dashan, you come and arrange their rooms." With a flick of his robe, he said coldly: "Disband!" strode towards the back hall, Yuru pulled Yan Ling'er, who was still crying, and followed.