After taking two steps, Xia Qingyang suddenly remembered something, turned around and solemnly made a big salute, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, the disciple can't speak, but I will keep in mind whoever treats me well, thank you, Ancestor." ”

Gu Huaiyuan glanced at him unexpectedly, and was stunned for a long time, before waving his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead, don't think too much, things in the world are unpredictable, it's really unpredictable." ”

Xia Qingyang seemed to understand whether he understood or not, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Ancestor, the disciple wants to inquire about someone with you." ”

"Oh?" Gu Huaiyuan's face obviously flashed with a hint of panic, but it quickly disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Who do you ask?"

Xia Qingyang lowered his head and didn't notice Gu Huaiyuan's strange appearance, and said, "I don't know if there is a person named Yunmo in the Qianyang Sect?"

"Cloud Ink ???" Gu Huaiyuan subconsciously repeated.

"Well, is there one?" Xia Qingyang looked up in surprise.

"Uh, no, no. Gu Huaiyuan's words were obviously insincere, even Xia Qingyang could see it, and his heart sank suddenly: Sure enough, his mother's will was not so easy to achieve, judging from Gu Huaiyuan's performance, it was a wise choice that he didn't ask others casually before.

"Oh, that's right. Xia Qingyang decisively ended the conversation.

Gu Huaiyuan stared at him again for a long time, and then waved his hand with some interest: "You go." ”

Xia Qingyang left the garden and returned all the way back to the outer gate, and found that the entire outer gate was already boiling, even the always steady Iron Bull, his eyes were flashing with excitement from time to time, but he didn't have many friends, and others were afraid of him, and no one discussed with him, so after seeing Xia Qingyang come back, he hurriedly walked over and said, "Qingyang, have you noticed the strange smoke cloud in the distance?"

Without waiting for Xia Qingyang to speak, Tie Niu asked himself again: "That's the secret realm! It's about to open, do you want to go?"

Xia Qingyang remembered the scene in the labyrinth, and couldn't help but laugh: "Why do you want to dig up the poisonous sand grass?" Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the inauthentic thin man, and asked: "What about the kid who snatched the poisonous sand grass in the first place? Have you met him again?"

"No, that kid, he's better than a monkey. Tie Niu said with an indignant face.

Xia Qingyang looked at him suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Tie Niu, although you have thick skin, you don't know how to lie. ”

"Who is lying?" Tie Niu glared and diverted the topic: "Say it quickly, do you want to go, and we will be a team at that time." ”

"Do you want to form a team?" Xia Qingyang was stunned.

Tie Niu looked disdainful: "Isn't this nonsense, you think the secret realm is a labyrinth, and if you don't form a team, you are simply looking for death." ”

Xia Qingyang smiled: "I don't dare to team up with you, who knows if you will do a black hand on me, so as to avenge the severed finger." ”

Tie Niu snorted: "It's not enough to be black, but when we see good things, we have to rely on our own abilities, of course, if there are many of them, we will divide them directly." ”

"You're honest!" Xia Qingyang said with a smile.

"Brother Qingyang, Brother Tie Niu, what are you talking about?" Long Hanxiang walked over at this time.

Tie Niu winked desperately at Xia Qingyang, Xia Qingyang pretended not to see, Long Hanxiang saw it and sneered: "Brother Tie Niu, are your eyes in the sand? Do you want me to blow it for you?"

"No, no!" Tie Niu hurriedly waved his hand with an embarrassed face.

Long Hanxiang glanced at him and said, "Why are you afraid that I will drag you down by going to the secret realm?" Hmph, I don't bother to go to the secret realm of Laoshizi, but I'm afraid that you won't have a chance to go if you want to." ”

"What? what do you mean?" said Iron Bull urgently.

"It is said that this time, the Qianyang Sect only sent disciples from the inner gate, and there were no places for the outer gate at all. Long Hanxiang shrugged.

"Why, grandma, I have to go!" Iron Bull scolded angrily.

Xia Qingyang got Gu Huaiyuan's promise, but he had nothing to worry about, and went back to the dormitory around the noisy crowd.

Because everyone is now an official outer disciple, there is no need to crowd into the original big room, and pick some separate rooms in twos and threes, so that only Xia Qingyang and Tie Niu are left in the big room, and Long Hanxiang lives in one with another outer female disciple.

At this time, there was no one in the house, Xia Qingyang took out the mustard seed bag and sorted it out, put all the important things inside, took out a small baggage, put a few clothes and some commonly used healing medicines, he didn't want to be known about the existence of the mustard seed bag.

Long Hanxiang also sewed a scabbard for him with cowhide, although it was simpler, but it was much better than inserting it in his waist, and the boxing gloves obtained from Fan Xiaohuang were always worn on his hands, and the boxing gloves were made of special materials and were very soft, and they were not very affected after getting used to it.

"There must be a great danger in the secret realm, but unfortunately my realm is still a little lower, and there are many methods that cannot be used. Xia Qingyang sighed secretly, super soul skills such as Flower Drunk Three Thousand Guests are useless to him now, thinking about it, the hunting knife is his biggest reliance, but unfortunately his knife skills are really ordinary, and I am afraid that there will be no way to meet a real master.

"Where can I get a set of knife techniques, even if it's a fist technique. Xia Qingyang's mind was full of thoughts, he thought of Tie Niu and Gu Huaiyuan, but in the end, he was denied by himself.

After thinking for a while, Xia Qingyang's eyes still fell on the hunting knife, looking at the colorful blade, he suddenly remembered the scene when he penetrated the soul star into this knife, "Descending the dragon and subduing the tiger knife, the knife urges people to grow old, once quenching yin and yang, heaven and earth are free." "What a magnificent and domineering word.

"Alas, if there is no top-level knife technique to match it, it will really bury this good knife. Xia Qingyang sighed, and suddenly felt that the twenty soul knots in his body were about to move, and the soul power in them actually had an urge to come out.

Xia Qingyang's heart moved, and two soul stars appeared on the back of the hand holding the knife in an instant, and an inexplicable suction force burst out of the hunting knife, sucking the two soul stars into it suddenly.

Xia Qingyang held his breath and stared at the blade of the hunting knife with full concentration, and after a while, the Dao Ambilight flashed, like a river flowing on the mirror, reflecting the colorful light, bright and blazing, as if it was about to burn.

The vision lasted for a few breaths and then dissipated abruptly, and the two soul stars also returned to the body, and there was no handwriting on the knife, Xia Qingyang felt a loss in his heart, but he suddenly noticed that there was something strange in the sea of knowledge, and when he looked closely, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was more information in the sea of knowledge.

"How is this-how is it possible?" After Xia Qingyang finished reading the information, he couldn't help but exclaim, it was unbelievable, and he muttered in a low voice: "This is also amazing, what do you want, that piece of information is actually a knife technique." ”

But after thinking about it, he was relieved, this hunting knife is afraid that it is an extremely high-level thing, not an ordinary horcrux, otherwise it is impossible to recognize it with the eyesight of Yue Huaigu and Gu Huaiyuan and others, and its function will be discovered step by step with the continuous improvement of his soul power, this time it just happens to be a knife technique.

"Soul Breaking Knife!" Xia Qingyang repeated over and over again, as if he was afraid that it would suddenly disappear, and when he remembered the text and the images in it, he couldn't wait to get up and leave the dormitory, ignoring Long Hanxiang's inquiry and Tie Niu's surprised gaze, and went to the back mountain.

Because it was daytime, Xia Qingyang became more and more cautious, until he walked far away and found an extremely secret place, then he stopped, took out his hunting knife and began to practice.

"There are nine types of Soul Breaking Knife, the first type, Iron Lock Hengjiang!"

Xia Qingyang followed the action essentials of the image demonstration and text description, holding the knife with both hands and sweeping the vertical split, it took half an hour to complete the drill, and it was interrupted several times because of mistakes.

"It's a complicated knife technique, and it has to be matched with footwork, which is subtle but subtle, but it seems too cumbersome. Xia Qingyang pondered every move and style of the knife technique, this iron lock Hengjiang is a starting style, and it is also a move of the main guard, but it is quite a bit of the opposite meaning, simplifying into complexity, it seems that some moves are redundant.

"No matter, let's practice first. Xia Qingyang knew that his martial arts level was limited, and he didn't bother to think about the ingenuity in it, so he simply practiced it again, and after spending half a day's effort, he was finally able to finish this first style in one go.

Xia Qingyang sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting and muttering to himself: "It's so tiring knife skills, this is also thanks to the light hunting knife, if you hold a thick-backed big knife to make this set of knife techniques, I'm afraid that if you don't wait to hurt the enemy, you will be tired." ”

In the next few days, Xia Qingyang didn't have to go to the Houshan Garden, so he spent all his energy on the Soul Breaking Knife Technique.

However, no matter how hard he tried, how he pondered, and even tried his best to do this, tossing and turning, he only practiced the first three styles, iron lock Hengjiang, thunder descending and Changhong through the sun, the first type of main defense, the second type of main attack, and the third type is a trick of chasing and killing.

As for the six styles in the back, Xia Qingyang always made frequent mistakes and omissions when he performed them, and with his physical strength, he couldn't even finish half of the style, so he was tired and weak, and he couldn't even lift his arms, even if he summoned the two soul stars out, it would be useless, it was really weird.

However, even if these first three styles, Xia Qingyang can only be used, and he can't be called mature at all, and he doesn't know if he can use them against the enemy.

"I can't imagine that the strength I've always been proud of can't even perform a set of sword techniques. Xia Qingyang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After five days like this, suddenly the inner disciples came to the outer gate early in the morning and summoned all the disciples to the inner gate to participate in the sect assembly.

Qianyangzong Square, hundreds of people gathered here, Yue Huaigu and other high-level figures are impressively in the column, a round platform is set up on the square, there are a table on it, and there are many tablets on the case.

"Why does it look like a sacrificial ceremony?" the new outer disciples didn't know.

Xia Qingyang was also wondering, when Ji Zhong suddenly appeared out of nowhere, squeezed to his side, and whispered: "You must not participate in that secret realm trip, someone wants to harm you!"

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