Out of the palace, Night Wind took Xuanyuan directly to a private house, pushed open the door and walked in, the two did not speak, Night Wind sat cross-legged on the bed and said to Xuanyuan: "You rest by yourself, don't disturb me if you don't have anything!" After speaking, Night Wind sat up with his eyes closed, and no longer paid attention to Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan looked at the night breeze had settled, although he had a lot of words to ask in his heart, but looking at the night wind, he never dared to speak, until the night wind's breathing gradually stabilized, he took a deep breath, his heart was relieved, sat on the chair and began to rest, tonight's situation now think about him has a feeling of fear.

If it weren't for the arrival of the night wind, he would have turned into a corpse under Li Zibai's hands, although he was extremely grateful to the night wind in his heart, but at the same time he was grateful and full of fear, he never thought that he looked like a scholar, his methods were so vicious, he could kill all the people in the entire palace, regardless of men, women and children, now that he thinks about it, the night wind should have come before him, and the reason why he didn't make a move in advance should be suspicious of him.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Feng again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "How can he be a disciple of the same great faction, he is as easy as killing a master of the peerless realm as killing an ant, but he almost died under Li Zibai's hands first, the gap between this is inevitably too big, right?

Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh, and his heart turned with envy, after all, he has been cultivating in Wudang Mountain for more than 20 years, and he is also a master of the same generation in the rivers and lakes, he is still hovering at the peak of the first-class, and the night wind has reached the peerless realm, such a martial arts cultivation is extremely rare even in the Wudang faction, even if there is, I am afraid that he is already seventy or eighty, but look at the night wind is as big as him, this is really the same life.

Time passed in Xuanyuan's thoughts, and before he knew it, he fell asleep leaning back in his chair.

The next day, when the first rays of sunlight rose from the horizon on the horizon, the night breeze had already sat on the roof and began to breathe in, for the night wind, practice has long become a habit, although with his current realm, the usual practice is useless, but he still believes that heaven rewards hard work, as long as there is a pay, there must be a harvest.

The fiery red sun is constantly jumping in the sky, and the white clouds are dazzling under the reflection of the morning sun, and the bright red is like blood.

When the sun finally jumped out of the horizon, an invisible purple qi went directly into the mouth of the night wind along the sun, and the body of the night wind shook in an instant, and the true qi instantly began to gallop like a wild horse that had been unleashed, and it ran for nine weeks in a blink of an eye, and when it ran with the last week, the true qi of the whole body calmed down.

When he opened his eyes, the night breeze showed a happy color.

"Finally a breakthrough!"

Since two or three years ago, after the night wind broke through the sixth layer of the Zixia True Scripture, it has been a long time since this feeling of fullness, but I didn't expect that at this time today, the Zixia True Scripture broke through the sixth layer and reached the seventh layer, although the cultivation did not break through to the late peerless stage, but as long as the realm breaks through, the cultivation is just a matter of course, for this, the night wind is not very worried.

Breaking through the seventh layer of the Zixia True Scripture means that the night wind has since stepped into the realm of refining gods, although he doesn't understand this realm very well, but at the moment when the Zixia True Scripture breaks through, this information naturally appears in his mind.

"It's really exciting. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the city wall in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a pride in his heart that he wanted to compete with the Heavenly Princess.

"Zhu Chenhao, our account is about to be settled, I wonder if you are ready?"

Being able to break through at this time, he also had confidence in his action for the first time.

At this moment, Xuanyuan also walked out of the house, opened his hazy eyes, and started a day's morning exercise, fighting Wudang's Taijiquan, as Taijiquan unfolded, there seemed to be an incomparable mystery between one move and one style, although his Taijiquan was not flawless, but it was not weak at this age.

Night Wind watched him beat Tai Chi from beginning to end, and it was not until he finished with the last style that he spoke: "Although your Tai Chi is not weak, it lacks the most basic gods!"

"Who is it?" Ye Feng's words suddenly startled Xuan Yuan, and he immediately looked at the roof with both eyes.

"It's me!" Ye Feng said, taking a step forward, Xuan Yuan felt a flower in front of him, Ye Feng had already stood in front of him, a handsome and unparalleled face made him feel ashamed for a while, although he had long known that Ye Feng was known as the most beautiful man in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't want Ye Feng to be so handsome.

"Tai Chi, but not so practiced, although I am not a disciple of Wudang, but also know that Tai Chi is not heavy on the form, heavy on the spirit is not heavy, although you practice Wudang authentic Tai Chi, but only its shape does not get the charm, the so-called Tai Chi is divided into yin and yang, yin and yang are chaotic. You seem. Ye Feng said, pulled up his robe, combined the Tai Chi in the national art and the Tai Chi boxing practiced by Xuanyuan just now, and began to fight slowly.

As the night wind moves unfolded, an indescribable charm circulated on its body, although Xuanyuan couldn't see it, but he clearly felt that although the night wind played the Tai Chi boxing moves and the difference he practiced, but the charm contained in it was exactly the same as that of the head of the Chongxu Dao, no, Xuanyuan suddenly closed his eyes, and felt carefully, suddenly, his eyes opened, and the essence was shining, it should be said that it was more profound than the head of the Chongxu Dao, and the charm shown in it was not a level at all.

It's like the gap between heaven and earth, and he actually feels a kind of Taoist rhyme that only exists in legends in the Tai Chi of Night Wind, you must know that this is a level that only Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of the Wudang faction, can reach in legends.

"How is this possible? How old is he!"

Xuan Yuan said in shock. "No! absolutely impossible, I should have felt wrong!" Xuan Yuan couldn't help but deny it in his heart, but although he tried his best to deny it in his heart, his intuition told him that his thoughts should be true.

"I'm crazy!"

Xuanyuan smiled bitterly and said secretly, at this time, his heart was no longer calm, and was occupied by chaotic thoughts, so until the night breeze was over, he still stood godless.

Seeing this, Night Wind couldn't help frowning slightly, his face was slightly cold, and he snorted coldly!

The voice sounded in Xuan Yuan's ears, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his ears buzzed, Xuan Yuan came back to his senses, looked at the night wind with a cold face, and suddenly felt uneasy!

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