"I didn't expect the Holy Master to be so mysterious, not only has a healing effect, but also can increase the strength of the cultivator, if the cultivator's team, with a holy master, not only will the team's mortality rate be minimized, but also can improve the strength of the team, this holy master is a profession that is deeply loved by the cultivators! Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chu Yang muttered, read through the introduction of the holy master in the "Cultivation Record", he rubbed his somewhat raised temples, and also had a general understanding of the profession of the holy master, and the more he went deeper into the holy master, the more he was amazed at the mystery of the holy master.

Suddenly, Chu Yang found that there were a few lines of fine black characters under the introduction of the Holy Master of the Cultivation Record, but because the font was too small, he didn't find it just now, Chu Yang looked down suspiciously and looked at the row of small characters.

"The holy master is among the cultivators, the existence of the most embraced by all weapons, and the relationship with the same instrument is the most intimate, the ancient saint master has a saying, the cultivator relies on the weapon to obtain powerful power, and the weapon relies on the cultivator to cultivate the spirit to obtain spiritual wisdom, in the long-term slavery, some spiritual soldiers, finally overwhelmed, began to erupt, the future world weapon may enslave human beings, to be the master of the entire human domain. “

"Hiss~ weapons enslave humans?"

Chu Yang took a deep breath of cold air, squinted at the quiet jet-black scimitar behind him, the whole person's expression looked a little weird, he shook his head a little and muttered: "Weapons are the second life of a cultivator, but the spirit is limited, and there is no life, how can it enslave human beings?" The author thinks that this written record is a bit too absurd, so it is like this, right?"

Chu Yang shook his head, the concept of enslaving people is too absurd, the weapon is just a kind of blade used by the cultivator, relying on the existence of the cultivator, there is no life, how can he enslave the cultivator?

Chu Yang jumped in the air, jumped down from the rhinoceros beast's back, looked at the sky that had already sunk into the middle of the night, patted the rhinoceros beast's head, and said, "Old man, thank you for taking care of you during this time, I will come back to see you when I have time." ”

Hearing this, the rhinoceros screamed, as if to see off the young man, after the words under the young man's gaze, the rhinoceros re-entered the mountain forest, has always seen the figure of the rhinoceros beast, completely disappeared in the mountains and forests, Chu Yang slowly retracted his gaze, put the scimitar in his hand behind his back, the back of the young man in the night light, a little bleak, along the long official road, towards the direction of Weicheng.

In the early morning, a beam of golden sunlight sprinkled on the golden avenue of Weicheng, at the gate of the city in the distance, the soldiers had just opened the quaint city gate, and the crowd of people waiting to enter the city was along the suspension bridge, crowded to the quaint precipitated city.

At the back of the crowd, a young man with a scimitar on his back, dressed in a gray robe, sat cross-legged on the roots of an old tree outside the city gates, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and the morning dew that fell from the morning sun stained the bangs on his forehead with a layer of wetness.

Shaking the damp bangs in front of his forehead, the young man's eyes wrinkled slightly, and when he saw that the crowd was gradually thinning, he slowly got up, shook the dust on his body, and looked up at the cyan quaint city wall slightly, and couldn't help but sigh, he had never gone down the mountain to enter this city once in five years, and in the last two months, he has entered this city three times, if you count this time, it will be four times.

"I've been in the cave for so long that I don't seem to be used to the sudden noise. ”

Raising his cheeks, which had already disappeared most of his childishness compared to a month ago, on the wide street, the young man frowned, looking at the bustling scene around him, he seemed a little lonely, and in a trance he felt that he seemed to be a little out of place with everything here.

"Huh...... What a strange thought, it seems that I have never been in this kind of hustle and bustle, right? Whether it is in the Xiqi Mountain or the Smoky Villa, I have always been the loneliest one. He smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and stood there to get used to the noise a little, and he gradually disappeared into the crowd with his scimitar on his back.

In a tavern, Chu Yang rubbed his hands, ordered a few plates of favorite dishes in a row, asked for a pot of hot tea, and told the people who ran the hall to hurry down and prepare, these days in that cave is really suffocating him, every day he eats some hard as stones of leftover meat, and drinks some spring water that is a little rancid in advance, and when he cultivates later, he has hardly taken a step out of the stone cave, relying on the wild fruits picked by the rhinoceros every day to satisfy his hunger, and that diligence is really rare.

Fortunately, his heart is good, and he has finally survived more than half a month of lonely life, but no matter how old his heart is, no matter how old he is, no matter how he says it, he is only sixteen years old after all, and a sixteen child has suffered so much hunger in the deep mountains and old forests, I am afraid that he will think of eating a big meal as soon as he comes out, right?

"Little Er, serve the wine!"

A few rough voices came from outside the door, accompanied by a few neighing of horses, which attracted the attention of many diners in the tavern for a while.

There were about seven or eight people who came, all of them were sturdy, with sharp eyes, and behind them carried a large knife wearing iron rings, which was called the Nine Ring Knife, and the shape was the same as that of the ordinary knife, but the blade was thick, and there were iron rings behind the handle of nine iron rings on the back of the knife.

The man at the head, wearing a brown gown, embroidered with a small nine-ring knife shape, his skills were extremely flexible, turned over and dismounted, threw the reins of the horse to the running hall that had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and threw a silver ingot as a reward, and strode into the tavern in the flattery of the running hall.

"The people of the Golden Dao Gate of Fuhu Mountain, it's strange that they are not distributed in an area of the Jin Kingdom, why did they come to our Yan Kingdom Weicheng? Weicheng leads to the north, are these guys going north?" Chu Yang frowned, withdrew his gaze, and groaned secretly.

Among the 100 major forces in the Corner of the Sky, the Golden Knife Gate can be ranked in the top three in terms of strength, and if you want to mention the swordsman in the Corner of the Heaven, many people will naturally think about the Qingshan Sect of the Golden Knife Gate of Hushan and the Qingshan Sect of the South Quicksand, these two forces are in the top ten of the 100 major forces in the Corner of the Sky, as for the other sword forces are some unknown existences, and Yanxia Villa has already become dust in history with its decline.

"Hmm...... It's been five years, and I don't know what happened to that guy Jin Wuming now, it was because of him that if the male sister took a slap for me, he was eliminated in the first round of the assessment of the Xuanting Society, hehe...... I heard that the reason why so many people besieged me and Sister Ruo during the Xuanting Meeting at that time was that this guy secretly instigated it. ”

"A young farmer with the most subtle power of the Horn of Heaven, and a young farmer with a knife at the end of the Horn of Heaven, I don't know whose knife skills are more subtle now, I am looking forward to it. Looking into the distance through that window, the young man's dark eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Jin Wuming's strength should not be underestimated, under his leadership back then, the younger generation of the Golden Daomen also shined at the Xuanting Meeting, if it weren't for the fact that Mo Feng was too dazzling at that time, this Jin Wuming was only afraid that he would belong to the Xuanting Conference five years ago.

The ranking of the Xuanting Society is determined according to the overall performance of the entire force, of course, if you are confident that you are good enough to represent the entire force you are in, it is also allowed, but this kind of person seems to be except for Mo Feng, there is almost no such existence in the entire history of the Heavenly Horn, after all, it is a little too unbelievable for one person to carry a sect.

The remnant robe of the Remnant Sword Sect that was killed by Chu Yang was not very strong, but the Remnant Sword Sect entered the top ten of the Heavenly Horn power ranking under his leadership back then, why? Because the overall strength of the younger generation of the Remnant Sword Sect is strong enough, it is because the overall strength is excellent, so the Remnant Sword Sect has just stepped into the top ten power titles of the Heavenly Horn, and the force is a collective, with both prosperity and loss.

When Chu Yang's thoughts were flying, he ran to the hall to eat, the young man looked at the fragrant food, he couldn't help but move his index finger, temporarily threw away the complicated thoughts in his heart, buried his head on the dining table for a while, and after being full, Chu Yang burped and paid, looking at the slightly shriveled money bag, he couldn't help frowning, picked up the scimitar on the table and went downstairs.

The disciples of the Golden Dao Sect on the first floor were in the midst of excitement at this time, and the man in the brown coat led by him drank some strong wine and seemed to have some cheeks red, and glanced at the young man holding a scimitar who walked down from the staircase, he seemed to sense something, and was slightly stunned.

Around his waist, there was a copper coin with a source from all directions, the copper coin had four oblique edges and corners, and when Chu Yang passed by, the copper coin suddenly shook itself for no reason, as if he was excited to meet something beloved, and made a slight trembling sound.

Slightly lowering his brows, looking at the copper coin hanging on his waist, the disciple of the Golden Dao Sect was slightly stunned, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he hesitated slightly, and shouted to Chu Yang, who was about to go out: "Little brother, please wait a minute." “

On the table, the rest of the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect heard the sound, and they also realized something, looking at the Sifang Tongyuan coin that shook around the waist of the man in the brown coat, and the faces showed a look of surprise, the copper coin was the sword coin minted by the previous master of the Golden Dao Gate, you can feel the news of the nearby spirit soldiers, if you meet the spirit soldiers of the knife type, the sword coin will be very excited, making a shaking sound.

Chu Yang frowned slightly, and when he heard the shouts of the man from the Golden Dao Gate behind him, he didn't pay attention to it, and continued to walk forward without stopping in the slightest.

Suzaku Wen was stunned, looking at the young man who had not stopped for half a minute, he was slightly stunned, as long as he was a famous swordsman in the Corner of the Sky, he knew the prestige of their Golden Sword Gate, and he usually met their disciples of the Golden Sword Gate which swordsman was not a flattery of the pillow, and he thought that he could join the most powerful force of the Heavenly Horn Swordsman, like Chu Yang, who was familiar with their Golden Sword Gate, but it was the first time he had met it.

"The robes of our Golden Dao Sect, there shouldn't be any swordsman in this corner of the sky who won't recognize it! Could it be that this little guy just learned art from some remote place, so he doesn't know much about the things in this corner of heaven?"

Suzaku Wen guessed in his heart, thinking of the delicate between the young man's eyebrows, he couldn't help but become more and more sure of the conjecture in his heart, after all, there are many people among the cultivators who apprenticed at a young age, followed the master to learn art elsewhere, and were born only after completing the study, this kind of person is closed to the outside world, and he has little control over the outside world, and he has seen a lot of such people over the years, but he is not surprised.

Seeing that Chu Yang's figure was about to walk out of the tavern, Suzaku Wen was anxious, you must know that for a swordsman, the allure of a spirit soldier saber is no less than a senior wolf meeting a half-naked stunning beauty, the kind of excitement that makes people indescribable, dry mouth, and unable to extricate themselves.

As soon as he stepped out, Suzaku Wen's figure turned into an afterimage, and in a few moments, he came behind Chu Yang, "Little brother, please wait a minute." A touch of arrogance flashed in Suzaku Wen's eyes, and he stretched out his palm and patted Chu Yang's shoulder, but the next moment he frowned, seeing that his palm was about to fall on Chu Yang's shoulder, Chu Yang's body was slightly biased, and he was extremely dexterous to dodge it.

"This guy has some skills!"

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Vermilion Bird's face sank slightly, and the next moment the four steps under his feet unfolded, with its heavenly and terrestrial branches, between the evolution of heaven and earth, earth, and man, the figure turned into four, and the four figures gathered towards Chu Yang like a phantom.

"I'll see how you dodge this time! The four-step of my Golden Dao Gate contains the subtlety of the four directions, whoever wants to stay, whoever has to leave it for me!" Suzaku Wen sneered, a slight cold color was revealed between his eyebrows, and the wine dissipated a lot along with evaporation.

The four figures, together towards the slender young man in front of him, closed together, the young man in front of him was still walking on his own, the distance of each step under his feet was exactly equal, not a millimeter, not a thousand miles, when the four figures of Suzaku Wen were less than a centimeter away from the young man, the calm young man finally moved.

His figure is ethereal, one step to the left, one step to the right, one step forward, one step after the other, like a leisurely step, and like a walk in the clouds, like the clouds in the sky are unpredictable and inscrutable, the quadruple steps are locked, like the iron cage of the four sides wants to trap him, but the figure of the young man is like the earthworm drilled between the gaps, lightly clinging to the vermilion bird Wen's quadrangle steps, and stepped out of the tavern.