In the middle of the night, Ziyun took the lead in completing the knot and came out quietly.

Ziyan raised his head and asked with concern, "Senior brother, it's done?"

Ziyun smiled and said, "It's done, I'm still going well, you go and rest, just have me." ”

All three said, "Let's wait, we won't rest." ”

The four of them sat on the stool and closed their eyes to recuperate, and after another two hours, the sky was a little cloudy, and the head of the house was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, and there was no movement.

Zihuo couldn't hold his breath, and there was a deep uneasiness between his eyebrows: "Senior brother, will there be something?"

Ziyun comforted: "Don't worry, he needs a little more aura, and it may take a little longer." ”

After another half an hour, the master's whole body shook, sweat dripped down his cheeks, and Ziyan said: "Senior brother, there is a situation in the master." ”

Ziyun opened his eyes and looked at it, and said, "Don't worry, don't disturb him, the consequences of being disturbed at this time are unimaginable." ”

A few minutes later, the head opened his eyes, let out a long breath, stood up, and said, "Finally successfully upgraded, this upgrade is too difficult." ”

Ziyan smiled and said, "Congratulations to the head of the sect for successfully qualifying." ”

Seeing the four of them by his side, the head of the house was moved: "Everyone has worked hard and stayed awake all night." Ziyan smiled: "Fortunately, the hard work was not in vain, in exchange for the successful upgrade of the two of you, not to mention that this elixir is not 100% effective." ”

The head got up and touched his stomach and said, "I'm still a little hungry, let's go, hurry up and eat, there is still a championship and runner-up competition that has not been completed." ”

In the martial arts hall, hundreds of people gathered together.

After Qing Shu came to the stage, he called Qingwei, Zeng Weiye, and Xia Tongxin to come on the field and said: "Zeng Weiye, Xia Tongxin, the two of you played yesterday without a win, and the two of you drew lots today to see who would compete with Qingwei first." He took out two bamboo sticks, one long and one short, put them in the palm of his hand, only a small section was exposed, and after rotating them a few times, he said, "Come on, let's draw lots." ”

Zeng Weiye was also unceremoniously drawn first, and it was the first game.

Qing Wei and Zeng Weiye looked at each other, and the four rays of hatred collided silently.

After the clearing was announced, the two quickly drew their swords and unsheathed them.

For a while, the shadow of the sword fluttered on the stage, occasionally accompanied by the crisp sound of the sword clashing.

Zeng Weiye relied on a set of exquisite high-level swordsmanship, at the beginning of the sword style, chic and sharp, the sword out of the wind, in a vain attempt to force Qingwei to step down, but Qingwei's own realm is a whole level higher than him, although there is no high-level swordsmanship, the battle against Zeng Weiye is still at ease, Zeng Weiye felt slightly sweaty after fighting for a while, knowing that it must be unpleasant, although he took advantage of the high-level swordsmanship, but was suppressed by Qingwei to make a set of middle-level swordsmanship, there is a feeling that he can't be used, and it is a matter of time before he loses.

Ziyun and a few others in the audience saw that Qingwei's sword made the tiger and tiger angry, and they were secretly proud, it seems that this Qingwei is beyond doubt, since he was promoted to the early Dan stage, this Ziyun can also feel the actual level of Qingwei, Qingwei has entered the peak of the third level of Lingqi, and there are more than the first level of Zeng Weiye, this kid did not disappoint.

The people in the audience who supported Zeng Weiye shouted and cheered, and those who supported Qingwei were not to be outdone, and the voices were full of voices.

The boss got up and stopped: "It's all quiet, don't affect the game." ”

The crowd calmed down a bit.

Qingwei became more and more energetic, Zeng Weiye tried his best, but he was still forced to retreat step by step, and was forced to the side of the stage, only a small distance away, anxious, but there was nothing to do.

There was a rush of bells in the heat, the bell for the meal was different, and the interval between each time was longer, and it sounded melodious and beautiful, and this hurried bell represented that something was wrong. Qing Wei was confused and confused and stopped attacking, Zeng Weiye's pressure suddenly relaxed, he was able to take a breath, and slipped to the center of the stage at once.

The head was puzzled: "Come on, go outside and see what's going on, the game is suspended." ”

Before the words fell, Qingliu rushed in, looking panicked, panting and saying: "Oh no, no, a thief has broken into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion"

The boss asked loudly, "Who is it?" Qingliu didn't answer the master's words, and fell into the ground and passed out.

Ziyun and the other four people approached and saw that a dart was inserted in his back, and black blood was oozing from his back, accompanied by a disgusting smell.

Ziyun sniffed and said in surprise: "Poison dart." Said to Qingping: "Go to my room and get my medicine box, it's too late." ”

The palm's face changed, and his clear eyes burst out with anger: "Senior brother, you are here to save people, let's go and kill this thief, and you dare to break into our Nantianyue." ”

The head of the door led a group of people to the door quickly, Qingwei jumped off the stage of the game, and followed, the head of the door and other four people in front, followed by five hundred people to run to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. These more than 500 people were armed with weapons, and the momentum was surging.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has now also been turned into a mess, and there are a few lay disciples who are guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion downstairs, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

A thin man in his forties with a black cloth muttered, "Where are the cultivation techniques of this upper Nantianyue, these bull's noses are too tightly hidden." From the window, I saw that the head of the sect brought a large group of people to rush over, and he felt that the head of the sect was already in the early Dan stage, and two of the three people around him were spirit masters level three, one was spirit master level two, and the three people followed by hundreds of people, the momentum was huge, and they couldn't please him, and they were ready to slip away.

The secret passage was gone, so he opened the back window and jumped out, and with the help of the elasticity of the branches, bounced out of the wall.

When the head arrived at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he saw that seven or eight of the hired lay disciples were lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and tried his snort, but there was no movement, he felt his pulse, there was no pulse, they were all dead and could not return the yang, these people were fatal by a move, and there was no room to fight back, "It's too ruthless, and it will not be spared if you catch this person." There was a burning glint in his eyes and a monstrous anger.

Zimu and the others had already checked upstairs and said to the master: "A few books have been stolen, and the thief has already escaped." It had a calm face.

The head of the house looked very gloomy: "Ziyan, you take someone to stay here, take care of the aftermath, the second senior brother, Zihuo, we will chase, this thief should not have run far." ”

The three of them went under the wall, jumped up, climbed over the wall and chased after them.

Behind the wall was a small forest, and when the masked man saw that no one was chasing him, he fell to the ground with confidence and walked to the back of the mountain without hurrying.

Although he didn't steal the Zhenshan cultivation exercises in Nantianyue on this trip, he still gained a good harvest, and he got a high-level boxing book, which he sneaked into the master's bedroom and stole it, and he also stole a few books on cultivation exercises in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, as well as a few middle-level martial arts books. When he arrived at the edge of the forest behind the mountain, a person in the forest was also masked with a black cloth, and he slid down from the tree to greet him and said with a smile: "Little Erzi, have you succeeded?"

Xiao Erzi smiled: "Although it can't be perfect, it has gains." ”

The man who greeted him said, "Let's go." ”

As soon as the words fell, an old Taoist priest with a fluttering beard and a fairy wind appeared in front of the two of them, and said, "Hehe, since you are here, you can't just leave." ”

The two of them were surprised, this person suddenly appeared in front of the two, and neither of them noticed, which shows that this person's kung fu is unfathomable.

The two of them were not slow to react, they didn't even answer, and ran separately.

Xiao Erzi ran a few steps and was knocked to the ground with a palm, and he fell to the ground before he even had the consciousness to fight back, knowing that he couldn't escape, he bit the poison he had already held in his mouth, swallowed the poison, bleed from his mouth and nose, and died instantly. The old Taoist priest collected all the books he had stolen, and even the silver he had brought with him was unceremoniously searched, and then he went to catch up with another.

The person who answered ran desperately, knowing that if he was slow, he would definitely be planted here, but I hope that this old Taoist priest will chase after Xiao Erzi, delay a little longer, and get out by himself. But this is just wishful thinking, the front is not who the old Taoist priest is, it seems that the little ear is finished.

The old Taoist priest's eyes were sharp at the moment, cold as a sword, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you, what are you doing here, who are you assigned, and I can let you go." ”

The masked man smiled and said, "Who are you, dare to meddle in your business, you must know that we are something you can't afford to mess with!"

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Ha, ha... Jokes, even if it is the king of heaven, I dare to provoke it, what a big deal! Let's take down you as a thief first. The first to slap out a palm, the masked man in black was already in the cultivation period of the early Dan, his palms greeted, and with the sound of "Peng", the man in black fell to the ground with an upside-down onion, and the injury was not light, he turned over and stood up, and took out the sword he carried with him, and the sword shadow was dense, protecting the whole body, and the water did not leak.

The old Taoist priest sneered disdainfully: "This little trick, you dare to show it! The old man has no time to accompany you." "The palms are flying, the palm wind is agitated, the dead branches and fallen leaves are flying, this palm has the power of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, and before the move is finished, the masked man is slapped to the ground, and the sword is also shot down to the side, and he can't even climb up, and the corners of his mouth are stained with blood.

The old Taoist priest had experience this time, and buckled his neck to prevent him from taking medicine to commit suicide, and said: "Tell me where you came from, spare you from dying, you don't say it, otherwise you will be better off than dead." ”

The masked man smiled bitterly and said, "Sooner or later, I will destroy your Nantianyue." After speaking, he rolled his eyes, and he was already out of breath, and it turned out that he had cut off his heart.

What kind of people are these, they don't even want their lives.

The old Taoist priest searched his whole body, found more than a dozen gold leaves, and the rest had nothing of value, took off the black cloth covering his face, did not know it, kicked it over, and found nothing else, just jumped on the tree and went on his own.

The three heads quickly chased to Xiao Erzi's corpse and stopped, seeing that he had already lost his breath, and took off the black cloth on his mask, which was an unfamiliar face, because of poisoning, his face was covered with black.

The head frowned, puzzled: "This person died strangely, how could he have been poisoned, but there are traces of a fight, what do you think." ”

Zihuo thought for a while and said: "Check that before he died, he was injured by someone, and he was hit with one move, and he didn't have the power to fight back, I guess he was killed by someone and was forcibly fed poison." ”

Ziyun also arrived later, and the head asked with concern, "How is Qingliu?"

Ziyun replied: "The poison is short, and its luck protects the heart, taking the antidote, it is not a big problem, and now I sleep peacefully." After hearing this, the head of the house relieved his heart and turned pale

Daoist Ziyun looked at the dead man: "I guess that this person is probably the one who sneaked into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and after coming out, he was robbed, and the black eats the black. ”

The head said: "Although we can't check this person's cultivation level after death, it is estimated that this person has also reached the third level of spirit master, but he was hit by someone with one move, and we don't have such a great attack power." ”

Zimu stepped forward and searched his whole body, but found nothing, and said: "Someone really searched all the useful things on his body, leaving not a single star, and there was no broken silver." ”

Zihuo walked forward a hundred steps alone, and found that there was another person on the ground in front of him, his heart was shocked, and he turned around and shouted, "Come on, there is another one here!"

The three of them moved away, and there was really one of them, who had just died, and the masked black cloth fell to the side.

There was incomprehensible doubt in the head of the house, and he observed for a long time: "It's also a stranger, I see that there are traces of a fight in this place, but it hasn't been for a long time." ”

After a closer look, Daoist Ziyun said, "This person seems to be from the north. ”

Zimu stared at his round eyes, and his broad fat face trembled: "How can you see it?"

Ziyun stroked the long hair on his chest: "Its skin is rough, and at first glance, it is mostly people who have lived in the northwest for a long time. ”

The boss's anger dissipated a little, his face calmed down, and he deduced: "It seems that this is in the same group as the deceased in front, and it should have been robbed by Bandao." ”

Zimu said with regret: "Both of them were killed, and there was no one left alive." ：

Zihuo stepped forward and searched all over his body, and there were things of no value, and said, "Both of them have been searched, and there is nothing useful." ”

Ziyun raised his head and muttered for a long time and said: "These two people died not far away, it is estimated that the strength of the person who intercepted it in the middle of the way is more than two people, and the kung fu is very high, at least above the early Dan stage, it is very likely that it is not one person." ”

The head suddenly said: "It's not good, if the master breaks into Nan Tianyue, it will be troublesome, Nan Tianyue is only a little higher than Ziyan Kung Fu now, in case those people are here to take revenge, it will be troublesome." ”

The four of them hurried back in a hurry.