Walking out of the secret room, Yang Yifan did not leave, but waited quietly at the door.

Although it is said that Jianmen Mountain has been built by Yang Yifan, this transformation is related to An Mo's life, and in just a few hours, Yang Yifan will naturally not be sloppy.

Sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone next to the door of the secret room, Yang Yifan did not immediately enter the cultivation state, but thought about it with a slight frown.

He was still thinking about the big four in the council about the loss of things.

"How many weapons did you lose?"

"If it's really because of a few weapons that he made such a big move, and even took out 100,000 spirit stones as a reward, this is not quite like the style of the four major sects."

During this period of time, although Yang Yifan has not yet reached the point where he has thoroughly touched the tempers of the four major leaders, he has also had a certain understanding of their temperament, and he dares to conclude that this group of people is definitely the kind of people who have nothing to do with themselves and are not profitable.

If it was true that he made such an unreasonable move because of a few weapons or the so-called face problem, Yang Yifan would not believe it.

Of course, unless those few weapons are extremely valuable, but what can make the four major masters take it so seriously, I think there are not many things that can be lost except for the treasures of the various sects.

And if it reaches the point of the treasure of the town faction, I am afraid that the four masters will not be able to lose it at all, because it is impossible for them to put the treasures of their own sect together, let alone lose them at the same time, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"What the hell could it be?"

Yang Yifan pondered and meditated, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't have a clue.

In the final analysis, the intelligence work is not thorough enough, and the current Jianmen forces are very weak, and there is basically no way or hope to explore the secrets of the four major sects.

Realizing this, Yang Yifan instantly became more determined to carry forward the Sword Gate.

"Huh!"

Just as Yang Yifan was thinking, an invisible true qi fluctuation like a ripple spread out from behind him, and sensing this fluctuation, Yang Yifan instantly retracted his thoughts, stood up, and looked back.

What caught my eye was the true qi fluctuations that spread out like ripples, although these true qi fluctuations had no substance, they were very rich, and even reached the point where they could be seen by the naked eye, which was obviously very pure.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

True Qi ripples slammed into the stone door of the secret room, making a muffled sound like a drum, Yang Yifan's eyes shrank slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Being able to exude true qi fluctuations is obviously something that only a monk can do, and at this time, there is only An Mo alone in the secret room, obviously, her transformation this time has been successful.

"Click-"

Sure enough, the next second a smile rose from the corner of Yang Yifan's mouth, the heavy stone door slowly opened, and with the sound of the stone door rubbing the ground, An Mo's curvaceous figure appeared in his sight.

"Success?"

Yang Yifan was not too excited, because he was already ninety percent sure of the transformation, and success at this time was a normal thing for him.

"Thank you Yang for your reconstruction!"

But An Mo is obviously not as calm as him, and the transformation into a monk is the realization of her lifelong dream, and the success at this time made her so excited that she was about to cry, only to see her kneel on the ground with a plop, her pretty face was full of excitement and gratitude, and her tone was full of admiration.

"It's all a family, what's polite."

Yang Yifan dragged his hands, and a stream of true qi went away in the air, and An Mo felt as if he was being framed, and he could no longer kneel, so he slowly stood up.

Yang Yifan smiled and said, "I'll take a look if I show my strength." ”

"Good!"

An Mo nodded heavily, the expression on her pretty face was constricted and serious, and then, she could feel a faint but extremely pure true qi gushing out of her body, as if it was endless, extremely energetic.

"Not bad."

Yang Yifan nodded, probably because An Mo had been exercising his physical strength before, so this transformation was very successful, whether it was the medicinal effect of Hongyang Pill or the spiritual power contained in the water of the Golden Crow Pond, it had been exerted to the extreme, at this time, she not only did not forcibly transform into a monk's sense of weakness, but was a little stronger than the aura of an ordinary person who had just stepped into the world of monks.

"Attack me." Yang Yifan thought about it and said lightly.

"This ......" An Mo was stunned, and then reacted, attacking and attacking, with his current strength, can he still hurt Master Yang?

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, her feet slammed on the ground, and with the power of true qi and shock, her body rushed towards Yang Yifan like a wild goose, and her delicate fist waved, and a faint layer of true qi was faintly attached to it.

This punch was full of tigers, and Yang Yifan, who was watching, nodded secretly.

However, the difference in strength between the two was too big after all, and Yang Yifan didn't even need to make any defensive moves, just by virtue of his physique, he took this punch unharmed.

A punch was fruitless, An Moqiao's face remained unchanged, her unbearable waist twisted suddenly, and her body showed an extremely beautiful arc, and then a whip leg that surpassed the limit of ordinary people was thrown over.

From this simple punch and kick, it can be seen that although An Mo could not become a monk before, he definitely worked hard in terms of physical fitness and combat experience.

The leg wind is fierce, and the pure true qi seems to have formed a gangfeng, if ordinary people encounter it, I am afraid that they will lose their fighting spirit at a glance.

But for Yang Yifan, he didn't pay attention to it at all, he just waved his hand lightly and took the blow.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

An Mo attacked again, Yang Yifan defended again, and in the blink of an eye, a dull sound like hitting a sandbag sounded in the air.

"Stop."

In just one minute, the two of them had already made a hundred moves, and it was not until he saw that An Mo was a little exhausted that Yang Yifan opened his mouth to stop.

"Whew, whew~"

An Mo stopped her figure, she was already drenched in sweat, she stood on the side, panting slightly, but she exhaled like an orchid, and a trace of stubbornness and excitement on her pretty face added three points of sassy and heroic posture to it.

Yang Yifan smiled and said, "Yes, very good, you have just succeeded in the transformation and you have become a monk of the second layer of Qi training, and you still have some unabsorbed Hongyang Pill and Jinwu Pond Water in your body, with this strength, the cultivation of the first five layers of Qi cultivation will be much easier." ”

"Really?" An Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, and his pretty face suddenly smiled into a flower.

Seeing this, Yang Yifan put away his smile and advised: "Although it is a good thing that you can quickly improve your strength, you must not swell, remember, the path of cultivation must be down-to-earth, step by step, so that you can go higher and farther. ”

An Mo nodded hurriedly and said solemnly: "An Mo knows, follow the teachings of Master Yang." ”

"Hmm."

Nodding, Yang Yifan did not continue to stay, and after continuing to stare at An Mo for a few words, he turned around and left here.

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(End of chapter)