"Master, I saw it. Jian Yunyang's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists.

"He, Ning Fan, is already the ninth-level strength of the Sword Yuan. ”

Wu Qingfeng's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness.

"What? He is the ninth layer of the Sword Yuan? This is just now, but it is the seventh layer of the Sword Yuan, master, you can't be wrong, right?"

Jian Yunyang was shocked, and his eyes showed incredulity.

How so? It's impossible.

"I'm not wrong, before, he was indeed a seventh-layer strength of the Sword Yuan. ”

"But, the master has fought with him, you should remember. ”

Wu Qingfeng sighed.

It's just that this sigh is mixed with endless unwillingness and anger.

"Remember, Elder Yuwen, let the master kill Ning Fan. ”

Jian Yunyang nodded in response.

"That's right, but I didn't succeed, and I was resisted by that Liu Qingsong. ”

"We missed a great opportunity. ”

At the mention of this, Wu Qingfeng was annoyed and regretted.

"However, the moment I fought him, I found that his strength had reached the terrifying ninth layer of the Sword Yuan. ”

"Why did he make such rapid progress?" Jian Yunyang was very puzzled and unwilling.

"It must have been some chance for the sect master. Wu Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

"Master, you say, will this sect master Jian Chen follow...... Is it involved with him Ning Fan?" Jian Yun suddenly raised, and his voice trembled a little.

Wu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed a touch of surprise.

However, the surprise disappeared.

He hurriedly shook his head and said firmly: "No, this Ning Fan is left by the people of the Haichuan Sect, and the sect master will definitely not have anything to do with him." ”

"Ignore these for the time being, I tell you this just to inspire you, you are only the seventh layer of the Sword Yuan now, although you are in the forefront of the cultivators of the same period, but now Ning Fan has surpassed you. ”

"So you have to become a Sword Yuan ninth-layer powerhouse, only in this way can you hope to enter the Sword Palace, and before the Sword Palace now, I will take various methods to let you enter the Elite Hall and pave the way for your future journey. ”

Wu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, according to the rules of the Sword Sect, the news of the Elite Hall, only when the disciple arrives above the eighth layer of the Sword Yuan, the master can tell the other party about the relevant content of the Sword Sect Elite Hall.

This Wu Qingfeng seems to have long disregarded the rules and regulations of the Sword Sect, and has already told him about the matter of this elite hall, Jian Yunyang.

It's really doting on his disciples, like doting on his son.

"Master, the apprentice naturally wants to enter the ninth layer of the Sword Yuan as soon as possible, but this cultivation is not an overnight thing. ”

Jian Yunyang sighed.

"Hmph, who said it wasn't an overnight thing? Let me tell you, a few days ago, I got a pill, as long as you take it and become a ninth-layer master, it's only a matter of moments. ”

Wu Qingfeng sneered.

"So, next you have to go into retreat, my disciple, I will never be willing to be subordinate, and I will not let my apprentice be subordinate. ”

Wu Qingfeng stretched out his hand and slapped Jian Yunyang on the shoulder, pinning high hopes on it.

Jian Yunyang's face turned red for a while, and he was extremely excited.

"Master, okay, I will work hard, and when the time comes, I will definitely crush Ning Fan's bastard and scatter his bones to ashes, so that he will die without a place to be buried. ”

......

Ning Fan was in the main hall of Danyao Peak, drinking the Biluochun that was transported from the mountain.

Unexpectedly, suddenly his hand shook, and the teacup fell to the ground and was smashed.

His brow furrowed, "Strange, how could I lose my mind?

Ning Fan shrugged helplessly, his eyes looked outside the main hall, at this time it was already sunrise in the east, and the mist was thick.

"The night passed so quickly. ”

He didn't rest all night, because he was refining pills and cultivating alchemy skills.

"The key to becoming a second-level alchemist is to refine it into a Pei Yuan Dan, but this Pei Yuan Dan refining is very difficult, and it is necessary to disperse the power of the soul into silk, with my current situation, it seems that I can't do this. ”

"Does this require an epiphany?"

Ning Fan squinted his eyes, revealing a touch of tiredness.

He hadn't slept all night, he had been researching the pill, in fact, it had taken a lot of effort.

"Senior brother, someone outside asked to see him, and the leader of the miscellaneous disciples of the outer sect was mentioned, Lin Ruoxin. ”

While pondering, suddenly, Liu Qingsong walked into the door of the main hall.

Liu Qingsong bowed back to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly walked down from the Taishi chair to the center of the hall.

"Is Mr. Lin here?"

Ning Fan was actually quite happy in his heart.

When Lin Ruoxin was mentioned, Lin Ruoxin's fairy-like face and incomparably beautiful figure naturally appeared in his head.

In Ning Fan's opinion, Lin Ruoxin was the most beautiful and gentle woman he had ever seen.

Especially the first-hand osmanthus cake, it is very crispy and delicious, even now, thinking about the taste of osmanthus cake a little, Ning Fan feels that the tip of his tongue will flow out.

It's really a drool.

"Okay, I'll go over now. ”

Ning Fan said, and walked outside a little anxiously, his steps were fast.

Liu Qingsong's eyes showed a hint of playfulness.

"Senior brother, could it be your friend?"

I heard that there are many high-looking women in the outer gate, and since the other party is the head of the outer gate, it must be easy to introduce a beauty to come. ”

"Senior brother, don't worry about your own comfort and forget about the future happiness of your junior brothers. ”

Liu Qingsong said to Ning Fan with a pleading face and a smile.

Ning Fan's cheeks suddenly turned red, what Senior Brother Liu Qingsong said was really ......

made him a little embarrassed, because he and Lin Ruoxin had a lecturer-student relationship.

Where did Liu Qingsong think of this?

"Hmph, junior brother, your body and bones were still lightly beaten by Wu Qingfeng's old horseman. ”

"I tell you, it's from outside, but I'm a lecturer in the outer gate, and there's what you say. ”

"Let me tell you, when you see Mr. Lin, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, when the time comes, I will definitely find you an old sow. ”

Ning Fan smiled playfully and looked at Liu Qingsong happily.

Liu Qingsong immediately shuddered.

"Senior brother, I can't help it, don't ask for an old sow, my brother's body is weak, the old sow is here, I can't stand it." ”

Liu Qingsong smiled bitterly.

Ning Fan rolled his eyes, too lazy to take care of Liu Qingsong behind him.

Straight out of the mountain gate.

Generally speaking, it is not easy for outer disciples to meet inner disciples, and it requires a lot of processes.

In particular, there must be a token given by the inner disciples.

After all, there is a hierarchy between the outer door and the inner door.

Under the pill peak, the mouth of the mountain road.

Ning Fan saw a woman with a graceful figure standing aside, with a flying sword at her waist.

The figure is graceful, the face is beautiful, the melon seed face, the long hair is tied up with a hairpin, and he wears a purple Luo skirt, standing there, blending in with the surrounding mountain environment, it is a beautiful picture.

"Teacher Lin. ”

Ning Fan shouted at Lin Ruoxin.

In the blink of an eye, he had already come to Lin Ruoxin's side.

A fragrant fragrance emanated from the skin of Lin Ruoxin's dress, and rushed into the nose, refreshing people's hearts.

Lin Ruoxin was holding a food box in his hand.

"Ning Fan. ”

Lin Ruoxin smiled softly, and her eyes contained endless tenderness and sweetness.

"Here, it's osmanthus cake again, right?"

Ning Fan looked at Lin Ruoxin with a smile.

"Naturally. ”

Lin Ruoxin pursed her lips.

I opened the food box and took out a square osmanthus cake.

Ning Fan hurriedly opened his lips, and with a smack, he ate the osmanthus cake that Lin Ruoxin was holding in his hand.

He chewed twice, leaving his teeth fragrant.

"Well, the people are beautiful, and the osmanthus cake is also beautiful. ”

Ning Fan circled around Lin Ruoxin and said with a smile.

"Flim Flam. ”

Lin Ruoxin glanced at Ning Fan with disgust, but then she covered her lips and smiled lightly.

(End of chapter)