The clouds covered the sky, the wind urged the rain, and sure enough, with the bursts of thunder, the raindrops the size of beans instantly drenched the Qingyuan Mountain Range. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not long ago, due to the second ringing of the holy bell, the Qingyuan Mountain Range, which was originally bustling and extraordinary, returned to its former cold and lonely days within a few days.

At this time, the Qingyuan Mountain Range is full of rain, but there is a place where the trees are tall and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, blocking a large number of raindrops. Among these towering trees, a smooth boulder stands out.

The thunder continued, the wind and rain did not stop, and a few hours passed quietly, and it seemed that today's heavy rain was intended to rain all day.

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar erupted from the mouth of the hidden cave beneath the sleek boulder, rippling and lingering among the trees and forests for a long time.

As soon as the sound of the dragon's chant stopped, only to hear the angry thunder explode, the emerald green thunder light drew a beautiful arc, from the stone cave burst out, and finally turned into a sturdy young man with an iron spear in his hand, standing proudly in the wind and rain, this person was Song Zhen.

This stone cave is naturally the place where Xiao Yifeng killed Wang Xi back then, and then retreated here for more than two years. Since a few months ago, after Xiao Yifeng defeated the younger generation of the six major factions, no one cared about it here.

Not long ago, Song Zhen and Ye Ziyang fought with all their might, which made Song Zhen gain a lot, but what happened next really made him have no time to take care of himself. Ten days ago, when everything finally stabilized, Song Zhen told Xiao Yifeng and Zhao Qingfeng that he planned to find a quiet and private place to retreat for a while. Xiao Yifeng immediately recommended this stone cave to Song Zhen.

Song Zhen followed Xiao Yifeng's instructions to the stone cave, and passed through the stone path, entered the inner cave, and began his short retreat.

After three days of meditation and cultivation, Song Zhen successfully broke through and stepped into the eighth realm of the Dragon God Technique.

In the eighth level of the Dragon God Formula, the soul power of the dragon soul will be fused with the entire vein, which is the characteristic of the soul refiner's soul and his own refining, which means that Song Zhen has officially stepped into the realm of soul refining. So after the breakthrough, Song Zhen began the process of integration.

After seven days, Song Zhen finally completely integrated, refining the dragon soul power with his own body veins, and became a dragon soul master in the soul refining realm.

Song Zhen, whose strength had soared, was in a good mood at the moment, urged the dragon soul power to shout angrily, ran out of the stone cave, and came to the Qingyuan Mountain Range, and in an instant, he was drenched by the pouring rain.

Song Zhen wanted to roar hoarsely twice after coming to the outside of the cave to express his joy, but he didn't expect it to be raining heavily outside, and he was poured out as soon as he came out.

The dragon soul power gradually dissipated, and Song Zhen, who was covered in rain, stared at the ground, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck, this weather is really uncooperative, I don't know if I'm in a good mood today, uncle?"

As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning crossed the sky, shining incomparably, tearing open a hole in the dark clouds of haze!

"Boom!" followed with a deafening roar of thunder.

Song Zhen slapped his forehead and snorted in a low voice: "Okay, okay, when I said the wrong thing, this god is really grumpy." ”

"Yo he! It's the eighth heavy, and it really deserves to be my good apprentice. A clear voice, through the sound of thunderstorm, reached Song Zhen's ears.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhen was overjoyed and knew that it was the master who came.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, a black-clothed figure, under the heavy rain, walked slowly towards Song Zhen, it was the dragon god Nie Ling.

When Song Zhen saw Nie Ling, he was extremely surprised, he thought that the master would appear in the form of a phantom like the last time he was in Zhuhai, but he didn't expect it to really arrive.

"Ha, why are you so surprised to see me?" Nie Ling came to Song Zhen with a smile on his face as he spoke.

Song Zhen immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "The apprentice has seen the master. ”

Nie Ling waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, this ghost weather, you knelt on the ground and soiled your clothes." ”

Song Zhen got up with a smile and said, "The apprentice originally thought that Master, you would meet the apprentice in the form of a magic soul phantom. ”

"Haha," Nie Ling laughed and said:

"Last time, it was because the big snake was there, and we had been enemies for hundreds of years, and when we met a steady fight, we really couldn't show up. ”

Song Zhen nodded, and Nie Ling continued:

"Hey, it was really dangerous last time, fortunately, that young man from the Netherworld Cave Mansion is clever enough, apprentice, next time you encounter this kind of thing, don't be stupid and resist in front, your life is much more precious than your brother who is proficient in the five souls." ”

Song Zhen shook his head and said to Nie Ling categorically: "Master, next time you encounter this kind of situation, the apprentice will still be in front." ”

"Hey......" Nie Ling shook his head and said, "Forget it, what about you, just live according to your own ideas." ”

Seeing Song Zhen's "hehe" smile, Nie Ling snorted and continued:

"This time, I came to you personally to tell you something. ”

After hearing this, Song Zhen immediately became serious and said, "Master has something to say, just give orders. ”

"Well," Nie Ling nodded and said, "In a few days, the Heavenly Emperor's Palace will open, you should have a chance to meet that kid from the Heavenly Venerable Walker, and when you see him, you will give him this." ”

As he spoke, Nie Ling took out an object from his arms, and when he handed it to Song Zhen, Song Zhen saw clearly that it was an extremely exquisite hairpin.

This hairpin is more than three inches long, and the whole body is carved with exquisite patterns, crystal clear, and extremely beautiful.

Song Zhen was very surprised when he saw the hairpin, and asked, "Master, what is this?"

"Hairpin!" Nie Ling said, "You don't know this?"

"Is it just a hairpin, the kind that a woman pokes on her head?" Song Zhen asked again.

"Not necessarily, what about you, you can also poke your head with long hair for a few years?" Song Zhen listened to his master's words, and was speechless for a while, faintly feeling that the dragon god in front of him was more suitable to be the teacher of the second brother.

"Oh," Song Zhen nodded and said, "I thought it was a treasure." ”

"Well, you're thinking too much. Nie Ling said.

Song Zhen took the hairpin and found that the hairpin was extremely cold, and even when the rain hit the hairpin, it would be covered with a thin layer of ice. Song Zhen didn't ask much, and continued:

"Tianzun Walker is my third brother's master, I'll go back and give it directly to my third brother, just let him take it. ”

"No," Nie Ling immediately said: "This matter has nothing to do with your juniors, even if it is related, with your current little bit of Taoism, you can't control it at all, it's better not to let him know." ”

"Oh, okay. Song Zhen said.

Seeing Song Zhen agree, Nie Ling turned around and left, disappearing in place. Song Zhen saw the master coming and going like the wind, smiled slightly, put away the cold and beautiful hairpin, and was just about to leave, Nie Ling's voice came again:

"Apprentice, I almost forgot for the teacher, when you handed over this hairpin to the Tianzun Walker, you told him that this was an old friend of his in the Extreme Cold Xuanta, and he dragged me to give it to him. ”

Song Zhen respectfully agreed, and kept these words in his heart.

When the master left, Song Zhen looked at himself who was soaking wet, shook his head, and simply braved the heavy rain and ran directly to the Qingyuan Sect, eager to share his good mood of breakthrough with the two sworn brothers.

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