Seeing the quiet cultivation of the night dead, the figure left and came to the bamboo house where Gong Xuan was.

"Master. The figure arrived in front of the bamboo house, and Gong Xuan in the bamboo house walked out quickly.

"Well, these three boys are all good seedlings, be strict with them, call a few miscellaneous disciples to come over tomorrow, clean up your place, and build a few more bamboo buildings, and the miscellaneous disciples will stay, the three of them are still young, and they still need to be taken care of in their daily life. Liu Yangyu nodded at Gong Xuan, and at the same time opened his mouth to explain.

"The disciple understood. Gong Xuan nodded.

After explaining, Liu Yangyu left.

After practicing all night and washing up, Ye Xuan first punched a circle, and then returned to the bamboo house and opened the classic book of combat skills that Gong Xuan had given him.

Chasing the wind marksmanship, this is a set of marksmanship, standing in the yard of the night died began to study carefully, at this time he was very grateful to the ancient father, although it is Zhuyuan Village is Orion Village, but also did not forget the cultural teaching of the night death, so the words on the classics are difficult to fall the night death, and some ancient characters are also recognized.

took out the black iron gun, and Night Death began to practice the wind chasing marksmanship in the courtyard.

After practicing for a while, Nightshade sighed, because he didn't have the effect of cultivating the Wind Chasing Marksmanship.

There are two points pursued in the wind-chasing marksmanship, one is fast, and the other is fierce, which requires great strength, and the gun is like a dragon.

After cultivating for half an hour, whether it was speed or strength, Night Death didn't find any feeling.

With a sigh, Ye Di sat in the small courtyard and thought, thinking about how to do these two things, and after thinking for a long time, Ye Di still didn't find the feeling, and came to the conclusion that the cultivation was not enough, and the physical strength was not enough.

Standing up and exhaling a breath, Night Death continued to cultivate, Night Death's plan was to cultivate the foundation first, improve the true qi first, and cultivate to achieve twice the result with half the effort when cultivating combat skills.

In the next two days, Ye Xuan was working hard to cultivate, and Gong Xuan came once in the middle to explain the problems in cultivation to Ye Di, and the question about chasing the wind and marksmanship, Gong Xuan's answer made Ye Di suddenly brighten.

The Wind Chasing Marksmanship is a second-order combat skill, that is, the cultivators of Juyuan Cultivation are cultivated, and there is no way for Gong Xuan to use the Wind Chasing Marksmanship for Ye Xuan, because the Library Pavilion does not have a first-order gun and a battle skill.

Now Ye Di is a little more steady, and it is not his problem that he can't practice the wind chasing marksmanship.

After explaining the night, if there is a problem, go to him, and Gong Xuan leaves. He knows how to teach others, if he teaches by hand, then at most he can teach an identical self, and he can guide him when it is critical, and let go of the rest of the time.

On the fifth day of Taixuan Peak, Ye Di's cultivation had successfully entered the fourth level of Qi refining, which made Ye Di very happy, less than two months after coming out of Zhuyuan Village, his strength had increased a lot, several times that of before.

The strength has improved, and the night death will go to practice the wind chasing marksmanship, although he can't practice the realm of marksmanship, but he still has improved himself.

Gong Xuan came when he was cultivating at Nightfall, "This is your robe, if I don't send it to you, you won't go over to get it." ”

Looking at Gong Xuan's robe thrown on the bamboo table, Ye Di picked it up and walked towards the room, and when he was halfway there, Ye Di stood up, "Uncle Shi, isn't the white robe the robe of the inner disciple?

"Normally, new disciples are all outer disciples in terms of identity, but our Taixuan Peak is an exception, as long as we officially enter Taixuan Peak, they are all inner disciples. Gong Xuan said with a smile, he was more proud of this, this is Liu Yangyu's strength, and this is recognized by Shangyao Valley.

Taixuan Peak only has miscellaneous servants, inner disciples, elite disciples and core disciples, but there are no outer disciples.

"I see. Nightshade nodded, he had thought that he was going to go through the passage of the outer disciples.

"Little Thirteen, don't work too hard, just familiarize yourself with the wind chasing marksmanship, don't be too aggressive, and if it's okay, go to the uncle to drink tea and relax." Gong Xuan looked at the sweat on the door of the night's head, and said, he didn't want the nightshade to be too stressed, after all, the fourteen-year-old nightshade was still a child.

"Thank you, uncle, Nightfall knows. Nightshade nodded at Gong Xuan.

"Okay, the master is gone, and I have to go to those two bastards to take a look, they two bastards don't have you to worry about. Waving at the Nightfall, Gong Xuan left.

When he arrived at Tang Tian and Chu Ning, Gong Xuan didn't have a good face, and when he saw that Tang Tian didn't cultivate, he just scolded him.

Tang Tian was very aggrieved, but as soon as he stopped to catch his breath, he was caught by Gong Xuan, and he took the night death as an example, and Tang Tian, who was scolded, was speechless.

Chu Ning didn't run away either, Chu Ning, who was holding a broken teapot to boil water to make tea, was scolded even worse, Gong Xuan said that he would wait for three months to see the results, who didn't make the cut, then ten thousand beasts Lin will see you.

In the next few days, Ye Di worked hard to cultivate, and this day Ye Di came out of the bamboo building, and when he was about to take a bath, he saw a white bird more than one person tall landing not far in front of the bamboo building, and one wing was full of blood.

What kind of bird is this? It's still a juvenile.

Looking at the feathers and pecks on the white bird's body, Nightshade judged that this was an injured monster beast, a juvenile monster, with a lot of room to grow, looking at the pecking and claws, Nightshade also knew that this bird with no name was his own, if it was an adult, it must be a great monster, if it could be tamed, it would be the best flying mount.

With an idea, Nightshade slowly approached Shiratori.

When he was still six or seven zhang away from the white bird, the white bird was alert, which made the night bird more sure of his thoughts, this bird was a different species, and when he hunted in the past, there were very few demon beasts with such alertness.

Seeing the Nightfall, the white bird began to run, and the Nightshade began to chase, and Nightshade didn't want to let go of such an opportunity.

The speed of the night death is very fast, but the speed of the white bird is not slow, although the wings are injured and cannot fly, but between the flapping of the wings, the speed of running is much faster than that of ordinary demon beasts, and the speed of the black scale lion killed before the night death is several times faster, which is also the cultivation of the night death to the fourth layer of qi refining, so it is not lost.

If he was not thrown off by the white bird, he was not afraid of the night bird, in terms of endurance, the night died in the great wilderness of Zhuyuan Village but ran for a few hours, he didn't believe that this white bird could run for a few hours.

One chased and one escaped, one person and one bird were getting farther and farther away from Xiaozhufeng, the white bird was panicking, and the night was following closely behind.

Half an hour later, a man and a bird ran out of a hundred miles in the mountains and forests.

Nightshade wants to curse, this white bird's injured wings are bleeding constantly, but it doesn't stop, even if it stops fighting!

Just when Nightshade was a little irritable, the white bird stopped and chirped incessantly.

"Let you run, why don't you run. "Nightshade's body flickered, and he caught up with the white bird.

After catching up, Nightshade's face changed, and he knew why Shiratori didn't run away and why he made such a chirp.

Shiratori's claws were entangled in the red tentacles the thickness of two human arms, and he kept pulling forward.

Nightfall stepped forward, waved the black iron spear in his hand and slashed at the red tentacles.

Bang!

A muffled sound came out, and Nightshade's body blocked backwards, the red tentacles were not cut off, and the backlash was extremely strong, almost making Nightshade unstable.