【Spell: Walkaway (Perfection)】

【Spell: Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada (Perfection)】

The attitude of the free walk is chic, and it is biased towards long-distance running.

The eight-step chase is simple and straightforward, and the explosion is rapid in a short distance.

The two consummatory light skills, Zhou Yi's speed dare not say that it is the best in the world, and it is definitely second to none among the acquired martial artists.

Chen Jinyu bit her lip, held back her tears, and muttered: "Do you think people are stupid, you can't see that you are explaining what happened ...... future?"

Zhou Yi left in a dashing manner, and he really didn't plan to go back.

The 36 mansions of Dajing are only trapped in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so it is not in vain.

Since you have come to this world, you naturally want to see heaven and earth and all living beings.

Ranger, green forests, rivers and lakes, five-flowered horses, and golden qiu, all the same.

The congenital shackles can't touch the way to break through, maybe go all the way over, see the world's masters, and feel the way to break through.

Before traveling the world, Zhou Yi first wanted to meet Yan Chixia.

It was the scorching sun in the sky, the demons and monsters did not dare to haunt, Zhou Yi carried two jars of immortals drunk, and went straight to Montenegro, as fast as a galloping horse.

Lanruo Temple.

The outside looked dilapidated, and when I went in, I realized that the main hall of the pagoda was neat and magnificent, and it was obviously also full of incense.

No one came for a long time, the weeds and shrubs grew more than half a person tall, and the gold paint of the Buddha statue in the main hall was hung clean, and the appearance looked quite terrifying.

All the way to the courtyard behind the main hall, the east and west of the monks' houses, there are no weeds in the courtyard, clean and tidy.

The lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom, and there is a small bamboo forest next to it, which is quiet and quiet.

Zhou Yi opened the wine jar and drank it bitterly.

A rich aroma of wine spreads and wafts into one of the monks' houses.

"Wow! Who is drinking, waking up the Taoist master! If you don't pay for an altar of immortals drunk, you can't do this! ”

The door of the monk's house opened without wind, and a black figure flew out of it.

Zhou Yi can see clearly, three feet above the ground, volleying into the void, it is by no means a light function.

Seeing Yan Chixia stretching out her hand to grab the wine jar, Zhou Yi slapped it with one palm. Ziyang sword qi wraps the palm, and a pair of fleshy palms can sharpen iron like clay.

"Good guy, if you want Dao Ye's life, you need at least ten altars of immortals to get drunk!"

Yan Chixia bent her fingers a little, broke through the Ziyang Sword Qi, and with a hook of her fingers, the wine jar flew into his hand.

Knock knock!

After pouring half of the jar in one go, Yan Chixia reluctantly stopped.

"Whew! Joyfully! ”

"If the Taoist wants to drink, the Immortal Fang will report my name and drink it casually."

"What a big breath, I thought your house opened the Immortal Fang?"

"The Taoist is clever, and it is my family's opening."

“……”

Yan Chixia had a dark complexion and couldn't see red, so she sneered: "Listen to the Taoist master's advice, men don't want to come to this Lanruo Temple, there are ghosts." ”

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "It's still a female ghost, specializing in seducing people, for the thousand-year-old tree demon to absorb yang energy." ”

Yan Chixia's hair was windless and automatic, and the Xuanyuan Sword on her back flew out with a desolate sound, hanging in front of Zhou Yi.

"Who are you? What to do at Lanruo Temple? ”

Zhou Yi made a standard joke and said: "The junior Zhou Yi, who is the last to learn, came to visit Yan Daochang." ”

"Poor Dao is alone, with nothing to grow, what is there to visit."

"The younger generation has obtained a Taoist scripture, which is the method of sword qi passed on by Ziyang Zhenren, and many of the levels are slightly unclear, so I want to ask for advice or two."

Zhou Yi said, took out a copy from his arms, and copied the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra.

Ziyang Zhenren is among the Daomen, the ancestor of the Southern Sect, with a lofty status, and his Taoism can be called thorough.

The moment Yan Chixia saw the Sword Sutra, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to read it immediately, but Dao Xin didn't allow him to snatch it, so she had to be cheeky and said: "You recite it again, if you don't understand, Poor Dao will definitely explain it to you." ”

Zhou Yi smiled: "I'm very interested in the Dao Chief's sword technique, can you borrow one or two." ”

Yan Chixia still didn't understand, where did people come to ask for advice, but put out the bait.

The inheritance of Ziyang Zhenren, Yan Chixia can't refuse.

"No, no, no, the sword technique is a secret method of the sect, how can it be leaked to you. In another one, I have a Buddhist mantra, which is extremely powerful in subduing demons and eliminating demons, can it be exchanged? ”

Zhou Yi shook his head decisively, swordsmanship is the dream of many men.

"I have already sworn in front of the Sanqing Dao Ancestor that I have entered the Dao Gate in this life, and I will never change the door, otherwise there will be five thunders in the sky!"

Zhou Yi silently added a message in his heart, this oath is limited to this realm, Sanqing Dao Ancestor must not make a mistake.

Yan Chixia was in a hurry, extremely eager for the inheritance of Ziyang Zhenren, and she couldn't pass on the sect's spells privately.

A gentleman can be deceived!

Zhou Yi is expected that Yan Chixia will not rob hard, and if he changes to a master of Taoism, he will not dare to test the bottom line of human nature.

"There it is!"

Yan Chixia had an idea and said, "If you worship my master, aren't you just a brother of the same sect, and you don't belong to the outside world." Are you willing to join the Kunlun Sect? ”

Zhou Yi was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect that there would be unexpected joy, Yan Chixia was already so powerful, wouldn't the Kunlun faction be an immortal sect?

Kunlun, where the ancestral court of Taoism is located, there must be countless immortals in the door, and the immortal law is endless.

"Okay, well, from now on, you will be the twenty-fourth generation descendant of the Kunlun Sect. My Dao name is Chixia, and you also belong to the deficit generation, well, let's call it Chixiao. ”

After Yan Chixia finished speaking, she led the confused Zhou Yi into the monk's house and took out a volume of classics in the package.

"This is the Kunlun Imperial Sword Technique, quickly give me the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra."

Zhou Yi handed over the Sword Sutra and said suspiciously: "Senior brother, doesn't there be any ritual to worship Kunlun?" If you don't hold a ceremony to accept disciples, the elders of the sect must get to know each other! ”

Yan Chixia asked rhetorically, "What ceremony?" What sect elders? The Kunlun faction is just me, the twenty-fourth generation of the sect master, and I will accept you as the initiator, and from then on you will be the deputy sect master of the Kunlun faction. ”

Vice-Sect Master?

How do you feel like you're in a sales company?

When you see someone, you are the general manager, and you greet a certain general manager!

Zhou Yi looked down at the swordsmanship, and his mood was much better.

The deputy sect master is the deputy sect master, at least the sword art has been learned.

"Tut-tut! It is worthy of being a Ziyang real person, with a sword qi, no one can match! ”

Yan Chixia said, and pointed into a sword, a crystal transparent three-inch flying sword, appearing out of thin air.

The flying sword surrounded Yan Chixia's body, and the speed was extremely fast, like a streamer.

Zhou Yi was dumbfounded, his sword qi would collapse three feet away from his body, and Yan Chixia could easily leave his body.

Moreover, what is the transparent flying sword, Zhou Yi has already pointed the Ziyang Sword Qi to the consummation level, and he doesn't understand how Yan Chixia summoned the flying sword.

"Senior brother, why can't I condense the flying sword?"

Zhou Yi is a good boy who is not ashamed to ask, just ask if he doesn't understand, otherwise what will he do.

Yan Chixia glanced at Zhou Yi: "Don't be too ambitious, fake qi condensation is a means only available in the innate realm, and you are still far behind." ”

Innate!

Fake gas condensation!

Zhou Yi instantly turned into a problem baby.

"Senior brother, why have I been able to break through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, but I have not been able to break through the innate for a long time?"

"Senior brother, is the technique you are cultivating a Kunlun inheritance?"

"Senior brother, can I cultivate?"

"Senior Brother......

"Senior brother, why did you fall asleep?"