At the dock outside Linzhou City, the monks of the Huanhua Sword Sect have already boarded the boat.

Although he is a monk, he can completely interact with heaven and earth when he reaches the third level of the energy realm, and under normal circumstances, he can no longer be afraid of consumption before he can do the imperial weapon, and take a boat equipped with the 'Surabaya Formation' and travel along the river, which is still a relatively fast way for most monks to travel.

Next to the grove on the side of the wharf, Ye Chuxiao and Yue Dongling were standing opposite each other.

Yue Dongling, who had already taken some healing pills, although her face was still pale, she barely had the ability to move on her own.

"Senior Brother Wei! Are you really not going to the Huanhua Sword Sect with us? ”

"With your talent, Senior Brother, it is very easy to enter the Huanhua Sword Sect. Uncle Hong also admires you very much, if you can be defeated by Master Hong's door... Yue Dongling looked at Ye Chuxiao and said.

Ye Chuxiao shook his head: "No! The Huanhua Sword Sect is too far, and I'm afraid that if I go too far, I will forget about hatred. ”

Hearing this, Yue Dongling bit her lip, the expression on her face was complicated, and then said, "Otherwise... I'd better stay with you, senior brother! ”

Ye Chuxiao said indifferently: "You stay?" Slowing down? ”

"Don't be too ambitious, practice hard after returning to the Huanhua Sword Sect, you haven't even survived the sea of suffering, what are you talking about revenge with me?"

"Do you really think Qiu Changling is paper paste?"

Yue Dongling's face stiffened when she heard this, and the courage she had originally mustered was once again plunged.

She is not a particularly persevering and strong person, in fact, the vast majority of people, just like her.

Even the presence of hatred does not change the fragility of nature.

"Here's for you!" Ye Chuxiao hesitated, but after hesitating, he still handed Yue Dongling the method of 'channeling qi into the void' in the Nine Dead Demon Skills.

No matter what, she is the daughter of Yue Tingshan.

Ye Chuxiao's cultivation and martial arts have been able to progress and grow rapidly, mostly because of the legacy of Yue Ting Mountain.

Even for the sake of the 'cause and effect' that I don't know exists, Ye Chuxiao still chose to do it.

At the very least, it would make him feel at ease.

Yue Dongling has a method of channeling qi into the void, combined with the universally known formulas of the Nine Dead Demon Skills, which is almost equivalent to getting ninety percent of the 'Nine Dead Demon Skills', as for whether he can use this half of the general formula, combined with the widely circulated formulas, to cultivate a point of fame, it still depends on Yue Dongling herself.

Any mastery of divine skills is the foundation, and the important thing is always the practitioner.

Cultivation is a difficult and long process, and it is not a matter of having a divine skill that can be achieved overnight.

Of course, the mastery of divine skills is important, but if you look at it from a higher perspective, it doesn't seem to be that important.

Looking at the silk scarf handed over by Ye Chuxiao, the silk scarf was full of formulas, Yue Dongling finally made up her mind, changed her position, avoided the sight of those fellow doormen on the ship, and took off a pendant from her chest.

Unscrewed the jasmine beads on the pendant and handed it to Ye Chuxiao.

"Senior Brother Wei! This was given to me by my father before he sent me to the Huanhua Sword Sect, saying that there was a great opportunity hidden in it. ”

"I've been studying it for a while, and I can't understand it, so I'll give it to you!" Yue Dongling said.

Ye Chuxiao took the pearl flower, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the golden clock in his mind also began to stir slightly.

"It's Dao Yun!"

"There's a wisp of rhyme hidden in this."

"And it is an unused Dao rhyme, on the premise that I have thoroughly digested the previous Dao rhyme, this Dao rhyme can give me new talents, as well as improve my comprehension and the upper limit of my qualifications." Ye Chuxiao was surprised, but also suddenly realized.

Yue Tingshan itself has a rhyme, according to the law that the rhyme will attract and approach each other, it seems not strange that he can find another wisp of rhyme.

It's just that Yue Tingshan is not like Ye Chuxiao, he has no qualifications, no way, to take the ship of creation, go to other worlds, and quickly digest the Dao Yun that has been fused.

So even if he got the second wisp of Dao Yun, he could only save it and give it to his daughter.

As for why, Yue Tingshan didn't let Yue Dongling directly absorb Dao Yun, but handed it over to her in this way for preservation.

Maybe it's because... I have mixed feelings!

I want my daughter to be better, but I am not satisfied with my own situation, and I have the luxury of digesting the rhyme and absorbing the rhyme for the second time.

"Do you know what's in there?"

"Your father is right, this is indeed a great creation." Ye Chuxiao said to Yue Dongling.

Yue Dongling took two steps back, and reluctantly showed a smile at Ye Chuxiao: "Senior Brother Wei!" Don't tell me, whatever is in it, it's yours! ”

With that, she took a few steps back and turned away.

walked to the dock, and saw that he was about to step on the deck, but he turned his head to look at Ye Chuxiao, and looked at Ye Chuxiao seriously, as if he wanted to imprint him in his heart, and then beckoned vigorously.

"Senior Brother Wei! Thank you! Next time... The next time we see you, I must, I must get to know you again. Yue Dongling said, and with the support of her fellow senior sister, she turned into the cabin.

Untie the noose, and the bow and stern formations are activated, giving birth to a force of wind.

The boat left the dock, and when the sail was raised, the boat began to glide quickly on the river, and in the blink of an eye, it had disappeared at the end of Ye Chuxiao's field of vision.

"Does she already know that I'm not Wei Ming?" Ye Chuxiao thought of Yue Dongling's last words.

Shaking his head, none of this matters.

With a slight force on the tips of his fingers, the bead flower shattered, and the Dao Yun stored in it flew out and escaped into Ye Chuxiao's body.

Once again, the fusion of Dao rhyme, the feeling that had been once there, gushed out again.

The body and mind, in an instant, were like another lock.

The imprisoned inspiration, as if the floodgates had been opened, was generated endlessly, and then poured into Ye Chuxiao's body, becoming a part of the potential and heritage, and storing it.

The long river of criss-crossing roads, Ye Chuxiao witnessed it again.

He tried his best to fly higher and see more.

But in an instant, he was beaten back to his original form.

A wisp of Taoist rhyme can only take him to observe the long river of Taoism in an instant.

And Ye Chuxiao, but he wanted to imprint that picture firmly in his heart.

It's just that the more you recall, the faster you forget.

It was only after the impression of the long river of the Dao had all faded away that Ye Chuxiao noticed the talent of the new life.

"Talent: Strong life, extremely vigorous vitality, with a strong physical activity talent, from now on, those means of squeezing vitality will be much less harmful to me, and at the same time, toxins, curses, and other means will be less threatening to me."

"This talent seems to come from my cultivation of the Nine Dead Demon Skills."

"It is combined with the Nine Dead Demon Skill, even if you are fully prepared, there is only less than eighty percent probability of 'resurrection from the dead', and the probability of success in the future is more than ninety percent, which is infinitely close to one hundred percent."

"In other words, as long as my body stores enough 'nutrients', I can repeat my life, and I have several more lives than others, and the more I fight, the stronger I get."