After the sword qi left his body, Zhang Yang immediately felt a stinging pain in his entire right arm like a needle prick, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and gently pressed it on his right arm that had turned black with his left hand, and suddenly a heart-rending pain made Zhang Yang take a long breath of cool air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Yang hurriedly sat down, touched his chest with his left hand, and finally turned out a cyan jade bottle, which was the "Rebirth Pill" left for Zhang Yang to save his life when the old man was leaving.

Zhang Yang bit the cork with his teeth, poured a grain into his mouth, and then let out a long sigh of relief, and fell down beside the root of the tree.

The elixir left by the old man was really wonderful, and after a while, Zhang Yang felt a cool breath slowly flowing from his lower abdomen to his right arm, and after this cool breath swam around his right arm, Zhang Yang had clearly felt that the pain in his arm had been eliminated a lot.

After Zhang Yang sat for a while, he tried to wave his right hand, and he could move slowly, completely without the piercing pain that was just a light touch.

"The elixir left by the master is really powerful, it can be effective immediately after taking such a serious injury, it's a pity, the quantity is too small, today I wasted a pill because of this matter, what should I do if I encounter something related to life and death in the future...... Oops......"

Zhang Yang's heart was full of surprise and admiration, and then he felt a sense of chagrin, and gently hit the trunk with the back of his head.

But his head, which was almost exhausted of his mental power, was hit by Zhang Yang ruthlessly on the tree, which aggravated the stinging pain and dizziness of his head, Zhang Yang screamed, and touched the back of his head with his only left hand.

Zhang Yang muttered as he moved his arms.

At this time, pieces of black scars slowly peeled off Zhang Yang's arms, and Zhang Yang looked at this scene in amazement.

Immediately, Zhang Yang let out a strange scream, got up from the ground with a rolling belt, and ran towards the place where the sword qi had just shot out.

Through the hazy moonlight, Zhang Yang came to the big tree that had just blocked his sword qi, and Zhang Yang looked forward, hoping to find some clues.

Finally, Zhang Yang saw a thumb-sized hole in the middle of the trunk.

The area around the cave was dark, as if it had been burned by something, and wisps of green smoke were rising at this time.

Zhang Yang is overjoyed, he has experienced so many hardships and hardships, he has been injured, he has bled out, he has persevered, and he has wanted to give up, but in the end it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter the moment he sees this small hole.

Zhang Yang excitedly looked up and carefully looked at his results.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's pupils shrank slightly, the smile on his face quickly faded, and he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the back of the big tree, and then lay on the trunk of the tree to look for something carefully.

A moment later, a strange roar that did not resemble a human voice came from behind the tree, and it was even more ecstatic in disbelief. I saw Zhang Yang's eyes shining staring at a small hole in the trunk of the tree behind him, at this time, the hole was still slowly flashing with firelight, and it was the sword qi that Zhang Yang had just sent out that penetrated the entire tree trunk, and sank into the forest behind him with spare strength, otherwise, there would not be such a situation.

Zhang Yang looked at the injury on his arm at this time, but it was not so painful.

"I didn't expect that the swordsmanship left by Shui Yunqing was so wonderful, and the power was even more amazing, such a thick tree trunk sword qi could pass through, wouldn't such a fragile human body be as fragile as paper paste in front of this!!"

Zhang Yang was overjoyed in his heart, and kept touching the small hole in the trunk with his hand, eager to perform it again.

It was late at night, and the sky was extremely dark, and the stars in the sky could no longer bring any light to the grove.

Although Zhang Yang's cultivation today has achieved remarkable results, he is also scarred all over his body, and Zhang Yang's mental strength to survive is even more consumed, and the injuries on his arms will not get better in a while.

Zhang Yang stumbled back to his residence, didn't care about anything else, fell asleep, and after a while, the whole room only heard the sound of Zhang Yang's even breathing.

The name of the sword spirit was laid down step by step by the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion who were like water and clouds, and it was also passed down by the word of mouth of the martial artists on the continent for countless years.

For 10,000 years, every time the sword spirit returned from a great victory, the martial arts cultivators on the continent would praise its great reputation in the heaven-given continent, thus creating the mystery and strength of today's sword spirit in the entire martial arts cultivation world. However, Zhang Yang was inside the sword spirit, and what he felt was a different situation.

Zhang Yang has been coming to Sword Spirit for almost a month, and every day in addition to cultivation is cultivation, Zhang Yang also went to ask Zhao Dewei, but the answer he got was that if the master was not summoned, then they were free, and they could go anywhere in the world, but once the inheritance jade plate on his body was summoned, no matter where the Sword Spirit disciple was, he must rush back as soon as possible.

So now Zhang Yang is very leisurely, and he has not experienced the imaginary scene of fighting all day long.

All the sword spirit disciples from top to bottom, cultivate together, eat and sleep, and their daily life is very simple and happy.

This kind of scene makes Zhang Yang feel like he has returned to the time when he was in the village before, of course, Zhang Yang himself is also happy to have such a relaxed cultivation environment, so Zhang Yang is still cultivating every day in addition to cultivation, and finally, in the meditation after a cultivation, Zhang Yang broke into the late stage of Huafan, and he was only one step away from the Yuanshi realm.

During this period, Zhang Yang also tried more than once to use the sunfall in "Three Swords of the Starry Sky" again. However, I don't know if it was due to bad luck or weak strength, all of Zhang Yang's attempts were unsuccessful.

Of course, Zhang Yang's continuous attempts are not without any gains, at least every time Zhang Yang exhausts his spiritual power, Zhang Yang's spiritual power will always increase slightly, and such a surprising discovery makes Zhang Yang even more happy to practice "Three Swords of the Starry Sky". Over time, Zhang Yang's understanding of swordsmanship and the use of its imprints have reached a level of supernatural perfection, if Zhang Yang can successfully capture the power of the sun, then Zhang Yang believes that the wonderful red sword qi will definitely strike again......

The next day, Zhang Yang was meditating in his room, wanting to consolidate his advanced cultivation as soon as possible. After a long time, Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes, revealing a little joy in his eyes.

"The realm of the late stage of Huafan is different from that of the middle stage of Huafan, I used to always feel that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was not smooth when it was running in my body, as if a flood of flood was constantly blocked by something, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, but now, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the whole body is running unimpeded. Zhang Yang waved his hands lightly, stretching his muscles.

"Huh??"

Zhang Yang lowered his head and opened the clothes on his chest, only to see that the inheritance jade plate printed on his chest emitted a faint black light and emitted a faint heat. Just as he was spreading his doubts, a familiar voice suddenly came from the jade plate......

"Yangzi, come to the vicinity of Gaotai to combine, there is a task!" was Zhao Dewei's voice.

Zhang Yang was surprised in his heart, "I didn't expect that in addition to the inheritance of the sword spirit, this inheritance jade plate also has the effect of communication, and the ancestor of the pavilion really has the ability to be unpredictable!"

Zhang Yang didn't think much about it, and immediately got up and walked out.

Coming to the square where the Sword Spirit disciples usually train, Zhang Yang looked around, and finally found Zhao Dewei's figure in a crowd, no wonder, Zhao Dewei's height of nearly two meters is not something that ordinary people can have.

Zhang Yang trotted all the way over and found that it was not only Zhao Dewei alone, but also four other people, five of whom were lined up in a circle, led by Zhao Dewei.

From a distance, Zhao Dewei saw Zhang Yang running towards him, and he also stretched out his hand to Zhang Yang and shouted.

"Yangzi, we're here!

When Zhang Yang ran over, Zhao Dewei immediately reached out and pulled Zhang Yang's shoulders and said to the remaining four.

"This is our new teammate, his name is Zhang Yang, although his cultivation is a little low, but he has terrifying potential, he was personally recruited by the master!" In the end, Zhao Dewei lowered his voice and secretly said to the four of them.

Zhang Yang smiled shyly, and saluted the four of them, "Little brother Zhang Yang, I have seen all the senior brothers, and I hope that you will take care of you in the future!"

One of the black-faced teenagers laughed, stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yang's shoulder.

"Haha, Zhang Yang, it's really good, my surname is Zhang, my name is Zhang Ze, I can't imagine that I can meet people with the same clan and surname in a team, it's really a happy event. ”

Immediately, he personally led Zhang Yang to the other three, "Come on, let me introduce you, this square and big-faced guy here is called Huang Daopeng, he is a very good-hearted guy; After speaking, Zhang Ze jumped back, just in time to dodge Qu Jiahui's punch.

Huang Daopeng has never spoken since Zhang Yang came over, but he always has a faint smile, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze; as for the obscene Zhu Yajun that Zhang Ze said, he is actually not as unbearable as Zhang Ze said, but he is slightly hunchbacked, but his face is clearly lined, and his palm bones are amazing, and he is a powerful martial artist at first glance; and the last Qu Jiahui, Zhang Yang looked at it at a glance, and he really showed a talent, a handsome face, flowing long hair and a white shirt, I don't know how many girls in the world will be fascinated。

The three of them all saluted Zhang Yang with their fists, and after Zhang Yang returned one by one, he couldn't wait to ask Zhao Dewei.

"Brother Zhao, what is our mission this time? This is the first time I've had a mission with Sword Spirit?"

Zhao Dewei laughed, "Yangzi, don't worry, let's talk as we walk......" Then he led the way forward, and Zhang Yang had to follow Zhao Dewei with everyone.