Lin Yan'er also has a plan, as long as Qin Muge's people make a move on Yechen, then the two sides will also have a hatred, Qin Muge will definitely not allow Yechen to live, and like Qin Muge, the pride of the sky, even the Lin family has to look up, Lin Yan'er does not believe that if Qin Muge wants Yechen to die, Yechen still has the reason to live.

Qin Muge naturally knew Lin Yan'er's plans, but it didn't matter to him, a woman he fancied was just killing someone for her casually, it was as simple as sending a flower to him.

Qin Muge said: "In this case, then I will let Luo Hai wait for you for half a day, and after half a day, I will find Luo Hai at the entrance of Yin Mountain, and I will let him wait for your master there." ”

"Thank you, Brother Qin. Lin Yan'er thanked happily.

After waiting out of the attic, Lin Yan'er looked at Yinshan with a hideous smile, and said coldly: "Little waste, you wait for me, I will make you regret everything you have done." ”

In the Yin Mountain, the trees shade the sky, and the gray and black trees have become the mainstream of this mountain, the big trees block the sun, and the shade under the big trees is permeated, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

A humanoid zombie emerges from the ground and pounces on Yechen and the others.

"Xiao Luo!" Ye Chen shouted, and Ye Xiao Luo nervously pulled out his purple long sword.

"Up!" Yechen snorted coldly, "It's just an exercise in the academy." ”

"Yes, young master!" Ye Xiaoluo held a long sword to fight with zombies, the power of zombies far exceeded Ye Xiaoluo, Ye Xiaoluo relied on flexibility to deal with zombies, fortunately, the strength of zombies is not high, only third-order martial artists, and Ye Xiaoluo is at the same level.

About five minutes later, Ye Xiaoluo finally pierced the zombie's head with a sword, and at this moment, Ye Xiaoluo's forehead was covered with sweat.

This is not the gentle-tempered zombies released by the teachers among the students, the zombies in the wild, extremely aggressive, much more terrifying than the contact zombies under the control of those teachers.

Looking at the fallen zombies, Yechen shook his head, Ye Xiaoluo's combat experience was too poor, and the exercises were too poor, Zhang Yun didn't even pass on the Yin Ming Recipe to him.

Yechen said secretly: "Fortunately, Ye Xiaoluo is still young, and he has a lot of plasticity in the future, and his talent is not bad." ”

In the entire Shenwu Continent, being able to be said by the Death Monarch is a good talent, even a Martial Saint has to grin and smirk. Many martial saints are scum in Yechen's eyes.

"Xiao Luo, come here!" Yechen said.

"Ah, young master!" Xiao Luo ran with a purple long sword.

The silver light on Yechen's right hand flashed, and he shouted: "Don't think about anything, believe in the young master, and let go of your heart." ”

Then the index finger of his right hand pointed at Ye Xiaoluo's forehead.

"Young master, what are you doing? Ye Xiaoluo did not have the slightest rejection of Yechen's actions, in her heart, her young master would definitely not harm herself, so she did not resist in the slightest.

Immediately after, Ye Xiaoluo felt a mysterious text enter his mind, and the text seemed to be imprinted in his mind, very clear, and an unprecedented realization came to his heart.

After a long while, Yechen stopped moving, and his face couldn't hide the exhaustion.

This kind of spiritual transmission is extremely depleting to the spirit, if it weren't for Ye Xiaoluo's weak spirit, the trauma caused to himself would be very serious.

Yechen swallowed ten Xuanyin Pills into his stomach to replenish and consume his strength, but it was only the power of his soul, and he was afraid that he would have to go through three days of rest before he could fully recover.

What was passed on to Ye Xiaoluo just now was the Heart Sutra of Death, which is now regarded as the highest mental method in the Shenwu Continent.

If it weren't for the soul transmission, if it weren't for Yechen being the founder of the Heart Sutra of Death, I am afraid that it would not be possible for Ye Xiaoluo to practice the Heart Sutra of Death at all.

"Young Master, have you passed on the exercises to me?" Ye Xiaoluo blinked his eyes wide, and said with a look of fascination, "It seems to be very profound, young master, how did you do it, by the way, young master, what is the name of this exercise, is it very powerful?"

Yechen touched Ye Xiaoluo's head and said with a smile: "It's not powerful, it's called Xuanming Gong, a martial artist-level exercise." In the future, Xiao Luo can cultivate to become a martial artist. ”

"Martial artist. Ye Xiaoluo looked sideways in the direction of the sky, and said yearningly, "When I cultivate to the Dou Master, I can protect the young master." I don't have to let the young master protect me anymore. ”

"Well, then you cultivate seriously. You have to practice every night. Yechen said.

"Hmm!" Ye Xiaoluo nodded heavily.

As for martial arts, Yechen planned to wait for Ye Xiaoluo to become familiar with the Heart Sutra of Death before passing on the Fei Lian Ghost Sword to him.

"Let's go!" Yechen said lightly, and the two continued on their way.

Along the way, the dangers became more and more numerous, except for some low-level undead creatures who let Ye Xiaoluo take action, and the rest was handled by Ye Chen himself.

Finally, after walking for a long time, Yechen encountered a strong enemy, a zombie bear at the level of a fifth-order samurai.

The bear, which is already infinitely powerful, has become a zombie, and its physical body has become stronger, faster, and more powerful, absorbing yin power for many years, and also making its body more burly.

"Roar!" the zombie bear roared, then stepped on the ground on all fours, and rushed towards the two of them, their huge bodies not clumsiness at all, and slammed into them like a high-speed locomotive.

"Young Master!" Ye Xiaoluo was stupid by the momentum of the zombie bear, his face turned pale, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

A martial artist's confidence needs countless victories to accumulate, Yechen didn't blame Ye Xiaoluo for being timid, but patted her on the shoulder, pulled out the purple long sword from his back, and said with a smile: "Go to the side first, the young master will give you a set of swordsmanship to practice, you have to look carefully." ”

After finishing speaking, Yechen ran forward, as if he was about to collide with a zombie bear, one person and one bear, at a very fast speed, impacting each other.

Looking at the zombie bear that was getting closer and closer, the corners of Yechen's mouth gradually showed a disdainful smile: "Little beast." ”

As he approached, Yechen suddenly changed direction and threw himself to the side, causing the zombie bear to pounce in the air.

The zombie bear stopped, but saw Yechen on the side step on the trunk of a large tree, and then flew towards the zombie bear.

The zombie bear paused suddenly, and he no longer had the power to hit at high speed.

The long sword in Yechen's hand stabbed out, and when the silver light on the purple long sword flickered, a hideous head appeared.

This is, the head of the fierce god Fei Lian, Fei Lian is a naturally yin creature, absorbing the power of death to cultivate, although it is not a zombie, it is much more terrifying than a zombie, and he dares to fight with the dragon and phoenix, like a fierce god.

In the imperial palace in the imperial capital, there is a Fei Lian sitting in the town to deter foreign enemies.

Yechen created the Fei Lian Sword Technique, and the inspiration came from that fierce beast.

A sword slashed down, the tip of the sword cutting a crack in the zombie bear's forehead.

"Roar!" the zombie bear continued to roar, as a zombie, he didn't know what the pain was, regardless of the injury on his forehead, he hugged a bear towards Yechen, if he was hugged firmly, even if he was a strong martial artist, he would be squeezed into pieces by the arms of the zombie bear.