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The darkest hour will come before dawn.

It's the same thing that a cultivator's temperament will change drastically before breaking through the Grandmaster Realm.

In fact, this is also the most difficult test for practitioners. If you can't bear this kind of drastic change, and can't get rid of the violent aura in your subconscious, what awaits the cultivator will inevitably be the consequences of going mad, or dying directly.

By mistake, Zhuo Zangfeng's suffocating aura accumulated under Liu Qingfeng's training, as well as the anger of the murder of Shen Wuxian's father and son, completely stimulated Duan Qianhua's fearless aura that he had been exposed to since he was a child.

At this time, the grief and indignation at the bottom of his sword, not to mention the old alliance leader of the World Sword Alliance, even the Heavenly Sword Sect leader had to retreat.

In terms of the amount of vitality accumulation, today, even Meng Taixu and Duan Qianhua can't compete with him, let alone the arrogant Wei Xiaofei?

At that moment, his sword intent reached its peak.

After that, under the heavy snow, Guanfei Xue Wu Sword Realm, if he does what he wants and is not restrained, what awaits him will be extremely serious consequences.

Fortunately, there are Meng Taixu, Chen Wangbo, and Liu Qingfeng.

The three of them have different cultivations, but the purpose of the sword is almost the same, so Zhuo Zangfeng was able to restrain the horse's head in time on the edge of the cliff on the path of cultivation.

To hone his mind with "Heaven's Will to Forget His Heart", and to dissolve his anger with the supreme sword moves of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he did it.

The mind is clear, and the consciousness is magnificent.

He suddenly understood that Liu Qingfeng was working hard, and the banter in his heart for this master had long since turned into a sense of respect.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhuo Zangfeng stood under the heavy snow, feeling that the snow on his body was getting thicker and thicker, and he didn't make any movement.

He thought that in the future, the master recognized himself and exempted Lao Liu from bowing down, after all, he passed on my swordsmanship, and there was no merit and hard work......

Then he remained still, as if he could not bear to shake off the snow off his body.

In addition to his weak body, the old Taoist priest is still healthy, which makes him very satisfied, this time it seems that Shen Xiaoxiao sent him to Chang'an to find Mo Ya, but in fact, Shen Xiaoxiao was also placed, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

asked the old Taoist about Xue Xuanliu, at first the old Taoist priest was worried that Zhuo Zangfeng would cause trouble and refused to say it, but he couldn't stand it, so he had to tell him everything that happened back then.

What the old Taoist priest said was similar to what he had heard, but the person who tortured him on death row at that time was not Xue Duanliu, but a small official who managed the cell.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't have to think too much about it, and deduced that this little official was instructed by Xue Jieliu, so there was no suspense about this blood debt at all.

He was a little hesitant now whether to assassinate Xue Xuanliu again.

After the beginning of spring next year, it will be the day of the Shishu agreement, and when the time comes, you will have to keep your spirit to deal with him, in case this assassination operation fails again, it will definitely affect this agreement.

For the first time, he felt a little hard to decide.

After all, both things are too important.

Thinking about it, only revenge can be put aside first, Zhuo Zangfeng raised his arms and roared, countless snow foam shot out, quickly crossed into the sky, and flew towards the Heavenly Sword Sect in the face of the wind and snow.

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When he returned to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he first went to Danding Peak to bow down to his master, and told him what he had done when he left the sect.

Then he comforted himself, thinking that the master would definitely not blame him, and used the reason of revenge and eradication of the bully to excuse himself.

Only then did he stand up contentedly and look at the Sky Splitter who had been lying quietly prone behind him and beckoned.

After leaving for three days, the rhinoceros looked at the cliff for three days, knowing that it saw Zhuo Zangfeng's majestic figure shuttling through the clouds, and saw him kneeling in front of the bronze gate, lying on the ground and waiting quietly.

Stroking the rhinoceros's smooth mane, he glanced at the place where Yueyue practiced conditioning.

Where is there still the Yuan Qi Array that leads to the moon in the east, and the "Three Thousand Weak Waters" is a blue color at this moment, looking like a distant mountain.

In winter, there are bleak trees and lush flowers on the mountain, but this extremely incongruous scenery is perfect and unified.

The mystery and mystery of the Heavenly Sword Sect were revealed in this seemingly ordinary scene.

Dongfang Yinyue walked out of the Danfang and watched as the worst disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect stroked his mount, while the always ferocious divine beast became extremely docile, even gentler than himself.

He smiled helplessly, and said to the two alchemy boys behind him: "From tomorrow onwards, feed those ordinary pills to the Heaven Splitter, and you can't be stingy anymore......"

A boy said, "Danzun, feed the Divine Beast Pill now, is it useful?"

Dan Dao Sect Master glanced at him sideways and said angrily, "If it's useless, you have to feed it." ”

The two Dan Tong didn't dare to speak, and watched Danzun walk over to manage the flower garden, and the two bit their ears.

"If I had known this, this divine beast would not have listened to him like this. ”

"That's not necessarily, the age of Heaven Splitting has been thousands of years, and he can't be domesticated with pills. ”

Then the two quietly slipped out to find Zhuo Zangfeng.

After these days of contact, they were full of respect for the worst disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they were also full of yearning for his swordsmanship, pestering Zhuo Zangfeng to teach them swordsmanship.

This also complained about Dongfang Yinyue, he always refused to teach these two disciples swordsmanship, saying that alchemy can soar, that is, immortality, why bother practicing hard and learning the swordsmanship that is too heavy to kill.

So they were never taught swordsmanship.

Guarding the most powerful alchemist in the world, I don't know how many Heavenly Sword Sect disciples they envy, but they have to look forward to Chu, and they like the sword path full of hardships.

Originally, this was the most common thing for ordinary people, but when it was applied to their cultivators, it was no worse than ordinary mortals.

"Senior Brother Ma, teach us swordsmanship. ”

The two of them walked up to Zhuo Zangfeng and kept pestering with good words.

"Okay! I'm happy today, let's pass on your simplest swordsmanship!"

Zhuo Zangfeng readily agreed, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint voice in his ears.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to teach them swordsmanship, I will let your master come out a few days late. ”

With a slight movement of his divine sense, he understood that this was Dongfang Yinyue secretly reminding himself with the technique of sound transmission.

This old Taoist priest thought that their alchemy was unparalleled in the world, and he did not allow these two boys to study any martial arts.

At the beginning, his alchemy boy had also been tested a lot, and his qualifications, understanding, perseverance, and conduct were all the best choices, so he did not allow the two of them to be contaminated with the cultivation of other sects, and only followed his alchemy wholeheartedly.

But he never thought that such a boring and unfulfilled alchemy life could be accepted by children who were at a lively and active age, who longed for swordsmanship and a happy life in the flying sword.

Hearing the secret words from Dongfang Yinyue, Zhuo Zangfeng knew that this old Taoist priest was still hiding from the two apprentices, and brought out the master to threaten him, and this wicked man was determined by himself.

Condensed the vitality and fused it with voices, and he also sent out the art of sound transmission.

"Dongfang senior, do you mean that my master can get out?"