Hui is diligent and hardworking, and his skills are advancing day by day.

Just three years later, he had already learned the Mind of the Sixth Order of the Sect with a thorough understanding, and he was no match for his peers.

After another year, Hui Yan was promoted to the protector of the Blood Roar Sect, serving the Blood Roar Holy Envoy of the Blood Roar Sect, and his future was limitless.

After he won the trust of the Blood Roar Holy Envoy, he took advantage of the Holy Envoy's visit to the Blood Pool to worship and entered the Holy Envoy's study and stole the Blood Roar Holy Envoy's three martial arts secret books.

These three martial arts cheats are the secret fifth-order stunt "Soul Shifting Dafa", the secret fifth-order palm method "Blood Palm", and the secret fifth-order body method "Flying Corpse Da Da Dan Dance" - among them, the footwork of "Flying Corpse Da Da Da Dan Dance" is ghostly and light, which specializes in restraining the exquisite leg method of the Yuanshan School.

With these three martial arts cheats, Hui Yan thought that he was sure to defeat Taiwu Su Huizhi, he escaped from the Blood Roar Sect overnight, returned to the foot of Taixiao Yuan Mountain, and found a remote village to practice martial arts.

Day after day, year after year.

It took another four years for Hui Yan to integrate these three exercises, and today, it is exactly ten years since Bi Tie Ingot died tragically at the hands of Su Huizhi.

Looking at the thick calluses sharpened on his hands, Hui Yan's eyes flashed with tears.

"Brother Yi, Hui Yan is stupid and has limited roots, but as long as I live in the world, I will definitely use the heart and liver of that wolf's ambition and wisdom to pay tribute to you!"

This day coincided with the Double Ninth Festival, and Hui Yan came to Yinshan Taiwu Village with a pot of good wine, half a roast chicken, a pair of mountain vertical brown, and a hat.

After Bi Tie Ingot was murdered by Su Huizhi, the body was thrown in the mass grave and hastily buried, and now after ten years of rain, snow, wind and frost, Hui Yan has long been unable to distinguish that the barren grave is buried with Bi Tie Tingot's bones.

Walking through the mound, Hui wept bitterly, and finally he sat down slowly against a large willow tree, and sprinkled the turbid wine in his hand on the dust.

"Righteous brother, righteous brother, today I will be strong for my younger brother, and when I have slashed Su Huizhi, this beast, I will come to meet you under the Nine Springs!"

Hui stubbornly thought to himself, talking to himself, it was a one-man show, but before the words fell, a chuckle came from behind the tree.

"Hehe, Hui Yan, you have outstanding perseverance, perseverance, and ten years of hard work, and you have indeed achieved a small success. But the Taiwu descendant is extremely talented, and he is quite skillful, and he has funded many parties in the Yuanshan faction over the years, and his skills are even more numerous miles away, and now he has practiced the secret of the Yuanshan faction "Mixed Yuan Wuxiang Gong" thoroughly, do you dare to ensure that you are his opponent? ”

Hui Yan was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his spirits.

In the past ten years, he has honed an extraordinary martial arts, and he has also practiced "Mixed Yuan Wuxiang Gong" backwards, and in addition to the heads of the major sects who can quietly approach him in the rivers and lakes, there are only the elders of the major sects, and this person's voice is old and hoarse, and Hui Yan only feels quite familiar......

"Isn't this the head of the Yuanshan faction?"

Hui Yan threw the flask in his hand to the ground and turned around with a sneer.

And the person behind him was wearing a coarse cloth robe, and he was also wearing a hat on his head, and he was the head of the Yuanshan faction - Zhang Miao.

In the past ten years, Hui Yan has become a lot of vicissitudes, and his face is full of furrows, but Zhang Miao's appearance is no different from ten years ago, he is still the same old, and the scene is quite weird when the two meet.

"Hui Yan, although you have changed to the Blood Roar Sect, but you were also a disciple of the Yuanshan Sect, since you have entered my mountain gate, I will treat you as an old acquaintance, why don't we find a wine shop and have a good chat?" Although Zhang Miao is the head of a faction, he is not arrogant in front of Hui Yan, he talks enthusiastically and is quite attentive.

Hui Yan has been crawling and rolling in this treacherous river and lake for ten years, and he has long been accustomed to seeing the faces of people in the martial arts, and when he sees Zhang Miao being polite, he knows that he has another purpose.

"Master Zhang, I was indeed a disciple of Yuanshan back then. But I fell into the devil and killed my master's fellow disciples, and then I was captured by you and locked in a stone prison for the rest of my life...... If you and I really talk about it, there will be more hatred than kindness. "Hui is stubborn, neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhang Miao smiled lightly: "It's all in the past, don't mention it, but since we meet today, you and I still have fate." ”

Hui Yan snorted coldly: "Zhang's head doesn't enjoy Qingfu on the big and small Yuan Mountains, why did he come all the way to the wilderness of Yin Mountain to find me, a country horseman?" ”

Zhang Miao's eyes became sly: "Don't you know my intention?" ”

Hui Yan had already judged in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said those two words: "Taiwu? ”

——————

Luo Xiu didn't expect that he would be able to stay in the universe of Taiwu Picture Scroll for ten years, after all, he once spent a semester in the Harry Potter universe before being forcibly repatriated.

But then he probably figured out that the time he existed in each universe had nothing to do with the length of time in the objective sense, but with the "plot" of this universe.

The Harry Potter universe he entered before was probably the plot of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", and after the plot was finished, the system was automatically closed, and he could only be forcibly repatriated to the Marvel Universe.

And the universe of Taiwu's picture scroll has no fixed plot, and it is played with the grievances and hatreds between generations of Taiwu and the rivers and lakes, so his sons are already able to make soy sauce, and he is still alive and well in this universe, without the slightest sign of being forcibly repatriated.

Over the years, Luo Xiu has been obsessed with martial arts, practicing hard day and night, time flies like a white horse, but he doesn't feel how long ten years is.

Especially when he practiced the Fifth Order Internal Skill of the Yuanshan Sect - "Mixed Yuan Wuxiang Gong", it often took up to half a year to retreat once, and these ten years were only enough for him to retreat twenty times.

And in the course of these long years, Luo Xiu has learned a lot of things—such as internal strength, which is actually similar to what the Kama Taj Masters cultivated.

There are two sources of Kama Taj's abilities - one is to make contracts with intelligent beings in other dimensions to borrow energy, and the other is to stimulate the human body's potential and create energy on its own. The internal force cultivated in the Taiwu scroll is the energy that Master Kama Taj stimulates the potential of the human body.

But more important than these, Luo Xiu's more important benefit is the change in his heart.

Ten years of training has made his state of mind more calm, and the accumulation of time is beyond the reach of any experience and system. It is like a jar of old wine, the flavor contained in it can only be prepared year after year, opportunistic or seedling, which will only leave an indelible failure in this jar of wine, and completely spoil the taste.

With the accumulation of years, Luo Xiu's attitude towards knowledge has become more sincere, but the passage of time has not worn away his slightest desire to learn, only makes him more eager for knowledge, because he obviously feels that human beings are helpless in the face of time, no matter how smart the mind and how strong the body is, in the face of time, it is like a sculpture waiting to be weathered, once it is washed away by the wind and sand of the years, it can only leave a piece of dust......