Unconsciously, in the long-term throbbing of the divine soul, Chu Weiyang took care of his own enlightenment in the artistic conception of selflessness, and refined the spring equinox sword intent with the fire of the five visceral furnaces!

The only sword of the six swords in this spring is the sword of cultivating the gods, and it is also the sword of the wind and bones!

It is his own god, his own wind and bones, and the root of Chu Weiyang's walking in the past and present lives!

At this moment, Chu Weiyang was still inexplicably moved.

In the basket behind him, the steward Ma was already staring out his eyes.

Although he understood that Chu Weiyang's kendo practice methods were very different, he comprehended one of the six righteous sword intent like eating and drinking like this, and still taught the horse steward to have some inexplicable surprise.

Gradually tidying up his mind, Chu Weiyang slowly pushed open the door and walked into the Wind Picking Building.

There are a few bedrooms that are not spacious, and in the center of the sparrow-sized space, there are a few wooden chairs and a square table, which are not carved and are simple and clumsy.

But just like that, after looking around, Chu Weiyang continued to have the urge to cry.

But in the end, I held back.

After a long sigh, Chu Weiyang put the basket in front of a wooden chair, and the horse steward turned it out with both hands on the edge of the basket, and sat on the wooden chair by himself.

At this moment, even Steward Ma's face was full of emotion.

His face was still pale, and he was tormented by long-term pain and inner complexity, but at this moment, sitting on the wooden chair, he seemed to be poking out half of his body from some kind of mud.

The two of them seemed to have figured out their feelings at this moment, as if they were all looking like people at this moment.

Turning around a little stiffly, Chu Weiyang walked towards a bedroom, only a few simple steps, but Chu Weiyang stumbled a few times, and then held on to the door frame with difficulty.

"Rested."

I can't tell how many years have passed, and Xu is Chu Weiyang never thought that one day, he would be able to have a peaceful sleep in this vast world.

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Following.

The sky is clear.

Sleepy and sleepy, Chu Weiyang's whole body was loose and soft, and once he released half of Tai's defense, while his thoughts were jumping, in his sleep, even the activity of the evil qi was more than usual.

Sensing carefully, Chu Weiyang frowned.

After only one night's sleep, the mana was eroded even more.

In the midst of the lightning and fire, nameless resentment and anger rushed to the zenith.

What a way this is! What an unreasonable thief!

At this moment, he seemed to be walking hard from the desert, and suddenly someone grabbed his hair and pressed him into the water, but before Chu Weiyang could open his mouth and swallow it in a big gulp, he was suddenly pulled up from the water, and then slammed into the hot sand and gravel!

Everything and everything, all the changes, are like the paradoxical joke of fate.

How can there be any gentleness!

Open the curtain, but it's just a papier-mâché appearance!

The crimson blood splashed over violently, sticky and sticky, but it was just a ghost-like shape.

This momentary anger made Chu Weiyang's Jiang Gong ventricles beat violently.

But soon, Chu Weiyang slowly suppressed this nameless fire.

Turning over his hand, he took out a hundred herbs and swallowed it, Chu Weiyang Fu picked up another spirit stone and put it under his tongue, and when Yuan Qi flowed in the five visceral chakras, the last wisp of irritability after the anger disappeared.

There was enough anger in his heart that he didn't need to add more.

The danger in the wilderness is no less than the life in the demon suppression cave, since God has dragged Chu Weiyang back to this solemn world from a short period of tranquility, the sense of crisis that has always been maintained makes Chu Weiyang subconsciously maintain his calm.

Only by being calm enough can you live longer.

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang swallowed the spirit stone that had shrunk to the size of his fingertips in an instant, got up and walked straight to the hall.

Chu Weiyang was greeted by Steward Ma's bloodshot light red eyes.

Overnight, it seemed that his heart was on fire, and the fat mouth of the horse steward was full of dry cracks.

He smiled equally hard.

"It's strange that I only slept for an hour at night, and I was awakened by a nightmare, as if there was a big hand dragging my soul straight into the ghost of Sensen, I didn't dare to close my eyes anymore in a panic, for fear that I would sleep like this and die......"

"As today, you and I are both miserable people who cannot enjoy happiness."

"In this world, there is no reason to talk about it......"

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When he saw Yan Jianming again, Yan Jianming was quite surprised by Chu Weiyang's mental state through the forbidden aura.

It's just that I haven't seen him for three days, and he looks more and more embarrassed, only the obvious cultivation aura that has entered the realm makes Yan Jianming suppress the doubts in his heart.

He had been to Heyuanfang City, and naturally saw the people Chu Weiyang had killed, and saw the anger of the thunder and fire intertwined at the sword marks.

The more the "transaction" continued, the more Yan Jianming wanted to avoid angering Chu Weiyang, and people like Chu Weiyang were almost only one step away from a madman in Yan Jianming's eyes.

He raised his hand and shook a palm-sized cloth bag that shimmered with spiritual light.

"The elixir, alchemy, and spirit stones are all in the Qiankun bag."

"The day before yesterday, we agreed on something, I went back to the mountains to talk about it, but it provoked my mother to scold me for being shallow, saying that Tingchang Mountain was not broken enough to break my fingers with others to count these things, and I lost my face in vain, saying that I only had this matter, and I would damage my mother's reputation for twenty or thirty years......"

"So what was said earlier is not counted."

"Send it over this time, fifty pots of Baicao Po Erdan, forty-seven Dragon and Tiger Huiyuan Dan, the inventory of the Huichun Pavilion in Hekoufang City has taught me to sell it cleanly, as well as spirit stones and alchemy, I haven't counted, you go back and count it yourself."

"After all, it is Haihai, and the number exceeds what was originally agreed."

"The pill should be eaten, and the floating wealth should be used, so when Ting Changshan can still contact you in the future, the offering will not be broken!"

"The old mother said, this is the reward for the people of Tingchang Mountain!"

"As for the Poison Sutra Exercises......"

As he spoke, Yan Jianming turned over his hand and took out a wooden box with a short forearm, and when he opened the box, it was a dark green jade slip.

A column of large characters is carved on the jade slip with an ancient seal——

"Qingzhu Old Ancestor Yuan Says Yun Sha Controlling the Elixir Sutra"

Holding the wooden box, he taught Chu Weiyang to see the seal characters on the jade slip really clearly, and then Yan Jianming spoke.

"This "Qingzhu Dan Sutra" is the old mother from the mountain Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for you to choose, knowing that you want to seek the poison Dao exercises, the old mother also sighed that this is the will of heaven, Qi walked the five organs, born in the demon gate, presumably you are the person who has obtained the ancient scripture inheritance of Panwang Zong, and this "Qingzhu Dan Sutra" is also lost from your sect more than 100 years ago."

"Of course, it's not the ancient scriptures and legal system, the ancestor of Qingzhu is the person who carried the tripod more than 500 years ago, and he cultivated both the way of poison and the way of the beast, and created this scripture in his later years."

"To be honest, this scripture is not the highest-grade poison path scripture in Tingchang Mountain, but it should be the most suitable scripture for you, a monk of the Panwang Sect."

"My mother said that she got this scripture by accident in the past, and now it is given to you, which can be regarded as the return of things to its original owner, and it is a whole period of cause and effect without a beginning and an end!"

"I hope you remember that."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang took the Qiankun bag and carefully picked up the jade box.

"Thank you Danxia Mother, I have written down all the words relayed by Daoyou, if you succeed in cultivation in the future, you will be rewarded!"

Hearing this, Yan Jianming just smiled euphemistically and did not take over the conversation.