The backyard of the original Holy Mountain Najin Hall is very vast, the courtyard wall is several zhang high, and it is also full of all kinds of poisonous spikes, and the entire Najin Hall is also full of organs, even the inner door elders of the original Holy Dao do not dare to approach here easily.

"Qi Luck Dantian, Tibetan Spirit Dandi, Differentiation Lingqi, Golden Dragon Entwined Silk ......" Yin San'er was sitting in the center of the backyard of Najin Hall at the moment, surrounded by thick stone slabs that seemed to be placed in a disorderly manner. Zuo Hanlin was sitting opposite Yin San'er and slowly explaining his lifelong mastery - Zhou Tiandan Ding Jue. This is an exercise that is still being perfected, and it is an exercise created by Zuo Hanlin to synthesize the original holy path supernatural power and combine it with his own physique.

Zhou Tian Danding Jue takes himself as the Danding, regards the dantian as an elixir, uses his own flesh and blood to refine the aura of heaven and earth, condenses the spiritual charm of the dantian, and then supplements it with a special aura operation route, broadens the muscles and veins, and improves the physique, so the purity of the spiritual power far exceeds that of the monks of the same realm, and the physical strength is comparable to the races of the demon clan who specialize in refining the body, and it is the most difficult exercise of the original holy path in the past three hundred years.

Zuo Hanlin's cultivation is extremely strong, but because of his special physique, the exercises still need to be perfected, so he encountered a bottleneck, and his realm was stuck in the late stage of the out-of-body period for many years, and he was never able to enter the Mahayana period.

Now that he finally met Yin San'er, who has "the same physique", how could he miss it, and hurriedly couldn't help but forcibly enter the door, and when facing Yin San'er, he couldn't wait to instill all his experience over the years into Yin San'er.

Fortunately, although Yin San'er looks dumbfounded, his understanding is excellent, and often before Zuo Hanlin has explained it thoroughly, Yin San'er has already comprehended the essence. This made him very happy, and he was also full of smiles when he walked in the original holy mountain, which made the people of the Yuan Shengdao who were scared by him even more avoid.

It was the first time for Yin San'er to accept such a systematic cultivation professor, and he was very grateful to Zuo Hanlin in his heart, but he was also anxious in his heart, for more than a month, Zuo Hanlin guarded him inch by inch, not only making him unable to approach the back mountain of the original holy mountain, but also unable to contact Dao Saint Hou Yi.

Finally, when Zuo Hanlin, the master of Najin Hall, went out to do other things, he had time to sneak out of the original holy mountain and come to Ernst & Young Town at the foot of the mountain.

Listening to the various cries on the street and watching the surging flow of people on the street, Yin San'er breathed a sigh of relief, in this kind of place full of fireworks in the world, his body and mind relaxed a lot. So, he happily ran around the streets, looking east and west like a real child, wandering around looking for Hou Yi and Zero One.

Suddenly, a big hand slapped on the top of Yin San'er's head, Yin San'er was almost slapped down by this slap, and when he turned around, he saw a tower-like man with a height of more than a foot looking him up and down with a pair of copper bell eyes.

"What for?" Yin San'er thought it was Hou Yi, but who knew that he was a guy he didn't know, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he asked ignorantly.

"Hey, hey! You're Zuo Hanlin's new stupid boy?! Go ahead! How do you want to die? As the strong man said this, he picked up a big knife and put it on Yin San'er's neck, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's up to you?!" Yin San'er sneered, and with a shake of his round neck, his figure had disappeared from the sight of the strong man.

As soon as Yin San'er fixed his figure, he had to feel a chill on his neck, and an invisible murderous aura came out through his blade, which stimulated him to stand on end. He hurriedly shook his body, ready to shake off this killer who was full of murderous intent. It's just that no matter how he changes his body, the big knife always seems to be on his shoulder.

"Alright! Hou seniors! Is it fun for you to play like this? Yin San'er sat on the ground angrily and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"How do you know it's my old man?! Hey! Isn't it exciting? Surprise not? Hey! Sure enough, Hou Yi's voice came from his side, and the strong man's face quickly changed into Hou Yi's face, and then it changed back to its original state, and he squeezed his eyes at Yin San'er.

"Is there any news for me?" Hou Yi saw that Yin San'er's face was full of fatigue and knew that his joke was too big, so he hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Finally found you kid! Look at the knives! Without waiting for Yin San'er to answer, someone not far away raised his hand and threw out a big knife, which came straight to his head.

The big knife rotated and roared, and there was a faint sound of a tiger's roar, and the snow-white knife light cut down on Yin San'er's head.

"Brother, you're not particular about it, are you?" The strong man incarnated by Hou Yi clamped the snowy blade between his two fingers, squinted his eyes and frowned.

Not far away, there were more than a dozen swordsmen, each with a shaky big knife in their hands, and some people inserted their hands into their backpacks, I don't know if they were groping for hidden weapons or magic weapons?

The first one had a fierce face, and walked with his hands in his pockets.

"The bounty says: Whoever takes his head, the bounty is his! You're just scaring him, and you don't allow our brother to take this wealth?! The leader of the group stiffened his neck and said quickly.

"Humph! Lao Tzu just loves to play! I'm going to scare this rabbit cub to death and then take the head, your?! Hou Yi was already quite annoyed in his heart, and was interrupted by this group of people to find out the news of the apprentice, he said hard words, and while turning his fingers, he forcibly broke the treasure knife that was not made of ordinary iron at first glance. Then he childishly cut the broken knife into three with two fingers.

Seeing this, the leader knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and the dozen brothers side by side might not hurt anyone in the slightest, so he forced himself to calm down and said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, brothers, withdraw!" With that, he led his men and fled.

Hou Yi shook his hand generously, walked in front of Yin San'er, pushed him away and said, "It's not fun!" It's not fun! Hit the small ones and come to the old ones, and Lao Tzu won't play with you anymore! With that, he drifted away, as if he had never been here.

"Go back! A master has come to trouble you! Hou Yi secretly transmitted the message to Yin San'er. He also took the opportunity to stuff Yin San'er with an object, saying that it was for delivering news.

Yin San'er listened to Hou Yi's transmission, where did he dare to wander around again. He turned his head and ran towards the original holy mountain, his body was unprecedentedly fast, and he even felt that his spiritual power was more powerful than when he gave birth to three pills, Yin San'er guessed that it was probably related to the exercises taught by his cheap master Zuo Hanlin.

The thought only flashed through him, and he had already roughly guessed who the person who had issued the bounty order to him was. In this unfamiliar native mountain, the only person he offended was Gu Chengshan, who selected servants at that time.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that his body was stagnant, there was no wind behind him, but there was an inexplicable coercion falling from the sky, he turned his head and looked up with great effort, and saw that in the air, a palm the size of a hill was slowly pressed down, covering the land within a radius. And the originally noisy street vendors and pedestrians around him froze in place as if frozen, and the people who happened to look up at the sky were full of horror, and then they screamed and scattered, or flew off the wall, or jumped on the flying sword, and disappeared in an instant, and Yin San'er was the only one in the place.