Wen Qingye looked at Ling Wei and smiled, "Okay, these three stone boxes, you can choose which one you want first."

Ling Wei rolled her eyes and said, "You open it first, and I'll choose after you open it."

Wen Qingye nodded, then picked up the first stone box and slowly opened it.

"What kind of elixir is this?" Ling Wei asked curiously.

The stone box was opened, and inside was a dark green elixir, although most of the aura was leaked, but it was still vaguely obvious that this elixir was extraordinary.

Wen Qingye glanced at it and said: "This is the Yangyan Pill, strictly speaking, it should be counted as a nine-rank pill, but this medicine has lost most of its power, and now it can only be counted as a seven-rank pill."

"Beauty Pill, oh my God, isn't this a lost elixir?" Ling Wei picked up the elixir and exclaimed in surprise.

"Uh...."Wen Qingye felt a little helpless in her heart, it seemed that this kind of elixir was indeed a killing weapon for women.

Ling Wei looked at Wen Qingye with blank eyes and said, "Give this to me?"

"Okay, it's useless for me to ask for this anyway" Wen Qingye nodded and said, this beauty pill has little effect on Zhang Xiaoyun, so Wen Qingye didn't want to ask for it.

Wen Qingye said and opened another stone box, and as soon as the stone box was opened, a black light was revealed, and I saw a fist-sized black bead lying inside the stone box, emitting a mysterious black light.

Wen Qingye was overjoyed when he saw this black bead, and hurriedly said, "Give me this black bead."

Ling Wei was used to seeing this kind of jewelry, and when she saw this black bead at this moment, she naturally didn't care much about it, so she nodded.

Wen Qingye looked at the beads in his hand, and then carefully put them away, this is not an ordinary bead, but the rumored black pearl, the black pearl has many wonderful uses, one of which is to restore the scar.

With this black pearl and some medicinal herbs, Wen Qingye would have the confidence to restore the scar on Zhang Xiaoyun's face by then.

Wen Qingye finally picked up the last stone box, and then slowly opened it, and there was a book lying in the last stone box.

Wen Qingye took it out, and there were four big characters engraved on it, the Falling Moon Sword Technique.

"This is the Falling Moon Sword Technique that has been lost for more than seven hundred years!" Ling Wei said excitedly as she looked at the sword book in Wen Qingye's hand.

Wen Qingye said strangely. "What's wrong?

Ling Wei looked at Wen Qingye with a look of surprise and said, "Do you know who the Falling Moon Sword God is?" Seven hundred years ago, the first master of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, and the first of the nearby sixteen countries, this Falling Moon Sword Technique is his famous Sword Technique, although it is an eight-rank sword martial art, but some of the moves in the back are not inferior to the eight-rank sword martial arts."

Wen Qingye nodded, and then glanced at it casually, although it was only a rough glance, but Wen Qingye had completely memorized this swordsmanship, and it would not be a big problem to go back and practice it a few times.

Ling Wei bit her lip and said: "This falling moon sword technique is rumored to have this deeper secret, as long as you comprehend this falling moon sword technique, you can reach the point where the sword god was back then, you better accept it, with your swordsmanship, you will definitely be able to cultivate this falling moon sword technique."

Wen Qingye looked at Ling Wei and said, "Then what's the matter, I think your swordsmanship cultivation is also good, you should keep this Falling Moon Sword Technique."

Ling Wei insisted: "No, you keep it"

Wen Qingye had no choice but to tell the truth: "It's not of much use for me to keep it, so you should take it, if you have a cultivation meeting at that time, can't you give me a sword book?"

Ling Wei's eyes looked at Wen Qingye tightly, as if a string in her heart had been touched, half a sound, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take it first, and when I practice, I'm giving it to you."

Wen Qingye smiled and nodded, not very concerned about Ling Wei's words in her heart.

The two of them packed up and prepared to leave, returning the same way, and soon out of the waterfall.

The moment she came out of the waterfall, a jade pendant on Ling Wei's waist suddenly lit up.

Ling Wei's face changed and she looked at Wen Qingye and said, "My family has come to pick me up, it seems that I am going to say goodbye to you."

"Hmm," Wen Qingye nodded.

Ling Wei looked at Wen Qingye, and there seemed to be a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

"Chirp!"

There was a sudden sound in the sky, and a giant fiery red bird appeared above the heads of the two of them, and then kept circling.

Wen Qingye recognized this red giant bird, it was a kind of demon beast, and its strength was probably at the realm of the Eight Heavens of Refining Yuan, and its power was very good.

Ling Wei knew that if she didn't leave, someone would come here to look for her, and it would be a big trouble for Wen Qingye at that time, Ling Wei gritted her teeth violently, and then jumped directly onto the back of the giant bird with both feet.

"Wen Qingye, go back and practice the Falling Moon Sword Technique!"

A book and a sword floated down from the sky, it was the Falling Moon Sword Technique and her own sword that Ling Wei had taken away, Wen Qingye subconsciously caught the sword book and sword, and when he looked up, the giant bird with Ling Wei had already flown towards it, and gradually disappeared from Wen Qingye's field of vision.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly, he had already firmly memorized this Falling Moon Sword Technique, Ling Wei still kept this Falling Moon Sword Technique to himself and gave himself a five-grade sword, he could see from Ling Wei's eyes that Ling Wei still liked this Falling Moon Sword Technique.

Ling Wei's family uses the demon beast of the Refining Yuan Eight Heavens as a car, it seems that Ling Wei seems to be a child of a certain powerful family in the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, if she encounters it that day, she will give her this falling moon sword technique, as for this sword, it should be regarded as a favor, Wen Qingye thought secretly.

Wen Qingye put away the Falling Moon Sword Technique, and then walked in the direction he came.

Three days later, in the Hundred Broken Mountains.

"The moon is in the sky!"

The Qingxia Sword in Wen Qingye's hand had a cold light, just like a bright moonlight, Wen Qingye's wrist turned rapidly, and the Qingxia Sword in his hand was also swung several times in a row, and countless sword qi surged forward crazily, just like a round of bright moon, exuding a strange yellow halo.

"Silver Moon is Immortal!"

Wen Qingye's whole body turned, the sword in his hand moved, this sword seemed to be a little starlight in the night, Wen Qingye took the Qingxia sword every time he turned, he took out a sword, a sword turned a sword, it seemed to be plain but contained amazing killing intent, this is Yinyue Wuxian.

Wen Qingye's footsteps paused slightly, and he couldn't help but praise in his heart, this Falling Moon Sword Technique is still good, although it is a seventh-grade sword martial art, but if it is performed well, it is not much worse than the ordinary eight-rank martial arts, this is probably the power of the Falling Moon Sword Technique.

Wen Qingye rested for a while, and was about to leave, when suddenly the grass in front of him moved, Wen Qingye felt his heart tighten, and hurriedly clenched the sword in his hand and looked over.

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