Chapter 13, The Great Opportunity

The other side.

Murong Feng pushed open the door and came outside, "System, sign in quickly." ”

[Ding ding, congratulations to the host, sign in successfully, and reward a cloud computer.] 】

Cloud PC?

A big question mark appeared on Murong Feng's head.

At the same time, the system interface will automatically pop up the click to claim button.

Syllable!

Murong Feng's mind was controlled, and he clicked.

Rumble!

A ray of light flooded into my mind.

Then, the information poured in.

An introduction to the Cloud PC emerges.

This is a computer that can store items such as weapons and elixirs, similar to the Storage Ring, but far more advanced than the Storage Ring.

Turning tangible assets into intangible assets.

Access to items is only controlled by mind.

It's much faster than taking something from a storage ring, and no one else can take it away.

Sure enough, there was no garbage in the system.

Complete today's check-in task.

Came to the martial arts arena.

Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli were practicing their newly learned martial arts.

Xiang Cao's martial arts are open and close, and the power is extraordinary, but too much attention is paid to the original moves between one move and one style, which is too fixed and lacks flexibility.

On the other hand, Sun Liuli's swordsmanship is smooth and smooth, and it can be done in one go, but it lacks inherent moves.

Murong Feng quietly watched the two of them talk.

No distractions.

Although Xiang Cao is a senior brother, his realm is lower than that of Sun Liuli, and his spiritual power reserves are not as good as him.

If it is a protracted war, it will definitely not work.

However, because of the supporting martial arts, in terms of real-time combat power alone, it is equal and equal.

Soon, both of them found out that Master Murong Feng was coming, and hurriedly stopped saluting.

"I've seen Master."

"Bye...... Meet the Master, Master. ”

Murong Feng nodded, and praised without hesitation: "Yes, I learned quickly." ”

When Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli heard this, their faces were overjoyed.

Then, Murong Feng changed his words and continued: "But the swordsmanship should not be too limited to the inherent moves, and you must know how to be flexible on the original basis. ”

"Multi-...... Master Xie, ...... Point. ”

"Thank you, Master, for your advice."

Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli's eyes lit up, and they bowed at the same time.

The two practiced all morning, and always felt that something was wrong, but they didn't find the problem.

With Murong Feng's guidance, the mouth suddenly opened.

Murong Feng nodded, then turned to leave.

At this moment, he only wanted to know whether the third apprentice, Zheng Xiao, had found out the whereabouts of Pincang.

When I came to Xuanwu Gate, I didn't see anyone.

After tossing and turning, he came to the Sword Tower again, but he still didn't see his figure.

Suddenly, Murong Feng frowned.

Meanwhile.

The breeze comes out of your feet.

A figure, dressed in a navy blue robe, with an extremely exaggerated axe pinned to his waist.

The owner of the figure was an old man, and he was like a terminally ill and dying man. A face wrinkled like a ravine on the Loess Plateau, sallow and emaciated, a body as thin as firewood, and a bent back, as if about to fall to the ground.

He was going up step by step, and it seemed that his destination was the Sword Sect.

Soon, he came to the gate of the Sword Sect Mountain.

The old man with a sallow face raised his head vigorously, glanced at the stone tablet not far away, and the old face immediately nodded to himself.

It's like confirmation.

"Who's coming?"

Soon, the mountain patrol guards spotted the figure.

The old man ignored it, and walked straight forward with his waist bent.

"What do you want to do?"

"I advise you not to do such fearless things."

"Hurry down the mountain."

Several guards hurriedly drew their swords and warned at the same time.

The old man turned a deaf ear to the guard's warning.

Still staggering forward.

However.

Airplanes......

The old man's head hit the light curtain of the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Array, and there was a roar.

Suddenly, the scene froze.

The old man's smug expression was also frozen.

He was blocked by the formation and couldn't go any further.

"Ahem...... Ahem, Murong Feng is there? The old man with a sallow face coughed violently a few times to relieve his embarrassment.

Dare to call the sect master by his name!

I'm afraid it's not the right person to come.

The guards on the mountain patrol were all shocked, and glanced up and down at the old man, their eyes full of vigilance.

"What are you looking for our sect master?" A mountain patrol guard asked.

Sword Sect Murong Feng became famous in a battle.

There are not a few people who come here.

Challenges, visits, or apprenticeships abound.

Zheng Xiao had already instructed that there were no particularly major matters, and that everything the size of a sesame seed should be reported to the sect master.

Therefore, according to his master's request, Zheng Xiao made arrangements to carefully check all the people who came to the Sword Sect.

The sallow old man didn't raise his eyelids, stretched out his deadwood-like fingers and pointed to the ground, and said, "Send him below." ”

In an instant, a chill hit.

One of the guards was the first to react and scolded: "If you know each other, hurry up and get out of here!" ”

The sallow old man raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and then with a wave of his robe, a gang qi swept out, heading straight for the boulder on the side.

At the same time, the cultivation of the whole body is fully released.

Boom!

The boulder shattered in response, scattering pieces of rubble all over the ground.

It's the Nine-Star Peak Qi Refining Realm!

Seeing this, several mountain patrol guards were taken aback, and in a panic, they retreated several steps one after another, lest the old man rush at them.

Completely forgot that they were in the middle of the battle at the moment!

The sallow old man raised his eyelids, his cold eyes swept over the mountain guards, and said word by word: "Go and report." ”

The cold eyes of the sallow old man made the guards feel a chill down their spines.

One of them shook his legs and stomach, turned around quickly, and sat on a flying boat towards the top of the mountain.

Looking at the flying boat in the distance, the sallow old man had a smug smile on his face.

"Oh no, no."

The patrol guards went straight to the martial arts training ground and shouted at Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli, who were practicing.

Hearing the shouting, Xiang Cao frowned and scolded angrily: "What does the furzzy look like!" ”

"The people who came down from the mountain said that they wanted to ...... said that it was going to ......," the patrol guards didn't say a reason for a long time.

I didn't say anything for a long time.

I suspect you're connotating the second junior brother...... Xiang Cao said a word.

"How?"

"I want to find the sect master, and I still said wildly...... Say ......"

"Don't babble, hurry up!"

"Said to ...... The Sect Master sends ...... Go down. The mountain patrol guard learned the man's gestures decently.

Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solid.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The two qi suddenly burst out, and set off a wave of qi, rolling up the dust on the martial arts training ground.

Sou!

Sou!

Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli both flicked their legs, turned into two white rays, flashed by, and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

The two went straight down the mountain.

At this time.

At the gate of the Sword Sect.

But it was dust and smoke, and the sound of explosions kept coming.

The two looked at each other, it was Zheng Xiao!

At this moment, Zheng Xiao fought with the sallow-faced man.

It turned out that Zheng Xiao, who had just come back, saw that the old man was suspicious, so he opened his mouth to ask.

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, I suddenly went wild.

The two of them are full of firepower and output with all their might.

Zheng Xiao of the Nine-Star Qi Refining Realm is inseparable from his fight.

The red dagger is dexterous and changeable, and it is more than light.

"Dead Leaf Palm!"

The sallow old man shouted, flipped a few heels in the air, and then slapped a palm towards Zheng Xiao.

Gang Qi gushed out.

rushed towards Zheng Xiao with unparalleled momentum.

"Golden Feather Sword Technique."

Zheng Xiao's face was solemn, the short sword danced quickly, and two golden sword flowers came out.

dragged the long tail and shook it hard with the palm.

Boom!

When the two came into contact, there was a deafening explosion in an instant.

A wave of air ensued.

The red short sword in Zheng Xiao's hand shook and cut through the qi wave.

Then, the sword struck again.

The sallow old man's face was proud, and his palm prints flew up.

It was a succession of palms.

Boom!

Bang bang bang......

Buzzing!

Zheng Xiao took the previous palm, and a few subsequent palms failed to take it in time and hit him in the chest.

At the same time, a numb and sour pain welled up in my heart.

If he hadn't retreated into the formation in time just now, and the Protector Sect Formation blocked the remaining few palms for him, I am afraid that he would have vomited blood and seriously injured on the spot.

"The Sword Sect is no more than Er'er!" The sallow old man looked at Zheng Xiao, who had retreated dozens of steps in a row to barely stabilize his figure, and the disdain in his eyes became more and more intense.

The man told him that the Sword Sect might be strong and told him to be careful.

He has always done high-profile things in the Northern Spirit Kingdom, and he ignored it.

Now, the weapons are useless, and they defeated a Sword Sect master. Suddenly, I felt that the Sword Sect was not worthy of its name!

Xiang Cao glared angrily, but he didn't pay attention to him.

Stretching out his hand to support Zheng Xiao, Xiang Cao asked with concern: "How are you?" ”

Zheng Xiao let out a long breath and said, "It's a hard stubble!" ”

"You rest for a while, I'll take him for a while."

Xiang Cao has observed, although he doesn't look good, and he looks like he hasn't eaten for ten days and half a month, his palm technique is extremely sharp.

In addition, he has a strangely shaped axe pinned to his waist, which has not been used so far.

What his true strength is, Xiang Cao doesn't know.

"Sword Sect Xiang Cao, dare to ask who your Excellency is?" Xiang Cao said.

"Pincang!"

As soon as the words fell.

Zheng Xiao set off a wave in his heart, he was really looking for him thousands of times, and that person was at the door of the house.

After working hard for most of the day, I actually sent it to the door by myself.

Zheng Xiao almost burst out laughing.

Immediately, he endured the severe pain, turned around and drove the flying ship straight to the top of the mountain.

This is good news and a great opportunity to ask for credit!

How to miss it!

Zheng Xiao's sudden departure, no one cared.

This name is very unfamiliar to Xiang Cao.

When Sun Liuli heard this, he frowned.