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Wang Dong opened the courtyard door with his newly accepted little apprentice Zhao Min, and saw Murong in purple standing slim outside the door, with a radiant smile on his delicate and beautiful melon seed face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few short conversations, Wang Dong understood, it turned out that Murong Zishan was about to go to breakfast, and overheard the conversation between himself and Zhao Min, since the purpose was the same, the three of them went to a restaurant in Fang City, Tianxiang Building.

When they came out, the three of them took a detour and brought the packed breakfast to Zhao Dahong, who got up early and squatted in Shoufang City, which made the nearby stall owners envious to death, and praised Zhao Dahong for meeting the nobleman in front of Wang Dong.

After learning that Zhao Min was accepted as an apprentice by Wang Dong, Zhao Dahong was pleasantly surprised, regardless of the huge age gap and Wang Dong called him a brother and brother, and became close to Wang Dong from the bottom of his heart.

After Wang Dong and the three left, the nearby stall owners came to the front one after another, praising Zhao Dahong's grandfather and grandson for accumulating great virtues in their previous lives and having a good life in this life.

Zhao Dahong coped with a smile on the surface, but the corner of his eye kept paying attention to the entrance of the market where people were entering and leaving, it was really heartfelt, but it was a pity that he never saw the person Wang Dong was tracking......

Breakfast was taken by Murong Zishan to take the initiative to invite guests, and he owed favors to others, so naturally it was not delicious, and he turned his face and did not recognize people, so Wang Dong Wang took the initiative to invite other girls to the hospital to taste tea and rest.

The atmosphere of the discussion was friendly, and the guests and hosts were even more innocent, and when they sent Murong Zishan out, Wang Dong and Zhao Min had already learned about each other's life experiences through each other's introductions.

Murong Zishan is actually a hard-working girl, born in a hidden family of immortal cultivators that you can't imagine if you break your head, and there are a bunch of brothers in the family, and she is the only one girl.

Some time ago, the father and mother who cultivated to be superb found a young man of the fairy faction who was addicted to wine all day long, and wanted her to marry and tie the knot with the other party, but she would rather love the Han family and have a shiro, how could she be committed to the big pervert!

So, on a night when she couldn't see her six fingers, the moon was high, the wind was dark and the rain was light, she resolutely ran away from home, and along the way, she also swept away several high-grade spiritual weapons, and the bundle of immortals was just one of them, thus starting her journey of wandering Beimang alone.

The past is unbearable, it is really a few twists and turns and frequent encounters with the disciples, fortunately, after several twists and turns, she finally settled in this place, and was able to meet the kind Wang Dong and others.

She expressed her inner feeling in thirteen words, 'When I met Brother Wang, I hated to meet late, and I was fortunate to have three lives', which made Wang Dong grin.

Seeing the delicate and gentle girl enter the opposite courtyard, Wang Dong took Zhao Min to close the courtyard door and walked to the middle of the courtyard, and carefully taught marksmanship.

The girl is still young, and despite the careful teaching of the king, a set of 24-way [Liaoyuan Marksmanship] can never be as good as an arm.

Wang Dong thought that Xiao Min was still a child, and it was useless to be anxious, so he handed over the gun score that he was already familiar with to Zhao Min, and encouraged her to practice diligently and not slack off, and one day she would be able to comprehend the essence of marksmanship.

From this day on, Wang Dong waited for news from Zhao Dahong while immersing himself in cultivation.

During the day, the yang energy was too strong to cultivate the magic skills, so he cultivated the Five Elements Spell and comprehended the sword!

As for the Eight Swords Consecutive Slash that contains sword intent and the Split Mountain Fist that has great fist intent, the cultivation of the third layer of the Qi Refining Realm has reached the limit, and there is no need to spend too much energy.

And whenever night fell, he would practice ecstasy with all his might, and he practiced it all night, and he never lived in the hut that Zhao Dahong vacated for him.

One morning, the king had a whimsical idea.

Among the Five Elements Spells, the gaseous golden sword and flame that he can currently cast are generated by the transformation of spiritual power, once released from his hand, it will be like a meat bun beating a dog and will never return.

After repeated experiments, Wang Dong gradually mastered the trick, as long as it was within the distance of the spiritual induction technique, the gaseous golden sword and flame released from his hand, and the palm of his hand could be captured back in the air, or released to attack the enemy again, or reverted to the spiritual power into the body and returned to the dantian.

This kind of magical spell that can be returned to and from, the little girl Zhao Min yearns for it, and Wang Dong is also overjoyed.

However, how did Wang Dong know that this method was not uncommon in the outer gate of the Qingluo Sect, and there were many disciples who were willing to study and had mastered it occasionally, and Hua Manting, the deacon of the mission hall, was one of them.

I think that when Hua Manting raised his hand to release the fire snake, Tiyun flew back and grabbed it from afar, and the means of the fire snake rolled back into his palm was to use the spirit attraction technique of the telephoto object and the five elements spell together, but Wang Dong's new outer gate was still short, and no one mentioned him......

Time flies, nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning of the tenth day, the weather changed abruptly, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning and thunder, and it rained heavily in the wind.

"It's been nine days, and my ecstasy has been completed, but why are those beasts of the Sword Talisman still missing? Could it be that they were punished by heaven and died in southern Xinjiang?

Listening to the rumbling sound of the rushing and flooding of the Luotian River more than ten miles away outside Fang City, Wang Dong looked at the dark clouds with hatred through the heavy rain curtain, and his face flickered brightly and darkly from the bright light brought out by the lightning, becoming more and more hideous.

Zhao Min raised his little face, looked at Wang Dong and persuaded: "Master, don't worry, my grandfather is still squatting in Fang City in such a heavy rain, as long as those bad guys appear, they will definitely not be missed." ”

"Xiaomin, everything your grandfather did for the master, the master will not forget......"

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The pouring rain not only poured on the north bank of the Luotian River, but also the south bank of the Luotian River, which was also baptized by the torrential rain.

On a rock wall in the middle of the mountain forest, there is an artificially made cave, and a large number of muddy water branches poured down along the mountain form a muddy rain curtain at the entrance of the cave.

Through the muddy rain curtain, it can be vaguely seen that there are more than a dozen young people around the two bonfires in the cave.

"This ghost weather is changing, waiting until the rainstorm is over, and then trying to track down those disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain will definitely be like looking for a needle in a haystack!" Next to the crackling bonfire, a young man looked at the rain curtain at the entrance of the cave and muttered angrily.

The others looked at the sky outside the cave with gloomy faces, and their eyes fell on a young man with sword eyebrows, a long face, and a hooked nose.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Senior Brother Ding, the disciples of our Sword Fu Sect are not good at tracking in the first place, after this rainstorm, the traces left by those disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain will be washed away by the rain, how can we find them again?"

Ding Xin chewed a piece of beast meat, and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry, we have been following them from a distance, the wind and rain are urgent, they must also be sheltering from the rain, after the rainstorm, the mountains are muddy, the footprints they left must be more obvious, we can't lose them." ”

Hearing him say this, the rest of the Sword Fu Sect disciples looked much better and became happy.

A woman next to Ding Xin put her arm around him and asked, "Senior Brother Ding, what did you say the groups of disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain were looking for?"

Ding Xin's greasy big hand squeezed her buttocks, looked around at the disciples around the bonfire and shook his head, "I don't know about this, it's just that the master instructed us to pay more attention to it secretly." ”

"However, from what I have observed over the past few days, they seem to be quite familiar with the terrain of southern Xinjiang, as if they are following a relatively safe route. ”

"Otherwise, even if they were good at manipulating monsters and monsters, they would have been torn apart by those inexhaustible ugly monsters, and I guess they may have an unknown secret map of Southern Xinjiang in their hands. ”

Ding Xin's voice fell, and the rest of the people nodded in agreement.

A young man named Wu Han complimented: "Senior Brother Ding is wise, we think so too, if it weren't for Senior Brother Ding leading the team to follow behind the disciples of the Royal Beast Mountain, thus avoiding most of the demon beasts and monsters, many of us are afraid that we would have been in danger a long time ago." ”

"That's,"

Another young man raised his thumb and said: "Before and after, how many disciples of various factions who entered Southern Xinjiang have died, only the two groups of disciples of our Sword Fu Sect have been saved, and this is all the credit of Senior Brother Ding." ”

The meat and bones in Ding Xin's hand were thrown into the fire, and he smiled and waved his hand: "Don't you dare to say that, with the other group of Duan Shui Liu Duan Senior Brother cultivation is superb, how can I compare? ”

Everyone laughed and praised Ding Xin for being humble and open.

Ding Xin was modest on the surface, but secretly he was very useful, and unintentionally turned his head, and through the dancing firelight, he suddenly saw a young man in the corner holding a jade plaque.

Ding Xin took a closer look, and found that the young man with a flushed face stretched his other hand from under his robe into the crotch of his pants, and he was drumming something up and down, his eyes rolled and he scolded with a smile: "Lan Qiu, what good thing did you kid do?

Lan Qiuyi hurriedly took out his wet palm and rubbed it on his robe, looked at the mocking crowd and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ding, our senior brothers are close, so I won't hide it." ”

"Those two little ladies of the Qingluo Sect are really strong, every time I think about it, I can't help but look at their identity jade cards, and solve it by myself. ”

A group of male disciples laughed, reminiscing about the aftermath of that day, and the female disciples blushed and laughed.

Ding Xin took out a white identity jade plate, stared at the word "Bai Rong" hidden in the jade card, his throat rolled, and the various pictures that came to his mind made his mouth dry for a while.

Thinking of the white and delicate body that he pulled out and pressed under him with a spear into the narrow alley, he resisted the urge to push the woman beside him, and warned the male disciples: "You have all tasted their tastes in turn, this matter must be kept tight-lipped and must not be known by the people of the Qingluo Sect." ”

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Ding......" The male disciples laughed, and a woman took a sip and asked, "Senior Brother Ding, we have gained a lot this time, when will we go back to Fang City to deal with it?"

Ding Xin pointed at Lan Qiu, "The relics of those two little ladies were sold by Senior Brother Lan, of course, they should be handed over to him, and they will be returned to Linglong Gefang City immediately after the rainstorm to dispose of them." ”

Lan Qiu nodded in response, Ding Xin assigned two more young men, and said, "Lan Qiulian is not safe to go back alone, you two accompany him, and we will leave a unique mark along the way!"

"Senior Brother Ding, just take a look. ”

"Huh, the rain outside is light......"

"Senior Brother Lan, let's go back to Fang City now, go early and come back early!"

"Haha! Let's ......"

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ps: Thank you Brother Dushu for your support, and I wish you a happy family!