Time passed, and Lu Liang took advantage of this epiphany to constantly practice the Taiqing swordsmanship in his mind.

Finally, at a certain moment, he condensed the thirty-six styles of swordsmanship into eighteen styles.

Without stopping, it seemed that this fusion could be more refined, and he was tireless and intoxicated by it.

I don't know how long it has been, and the Taiqing sword technique has finally merged into nine styles.

He could clearly feel that his swordsmanship had improved several notches compared to when he fought with Jin Shu's group of robbers.

If Lu Liang's swordsmanship at that time could only be regarded as a master of the rivers and lakes, then at this time, he had already begun to study the essence of Taiqing swordsmanship through the scope of skills, which was the path that only a grandmaster with the pinnacle of skills would take.

Grandmaster is not a cultivation realm, but only the degree of control of skills.

It is roughly divided into, the first way to the door, the furnace is perfect, the hall is entered, and then the grandmaster level. All the methods and techniques in the world can be distinguished in this way.

It's like the same cage of heaven and earth, Chen Paper Fan can't imprison the soul, but Chen Qingming can do it, this is the difference in the degree of mastery of techniques.

As for the sword, Lu Liang only started to practice after breaking through the ninth layer of qi training last time, but because compared to the worldly martial arts, the realm of the ninth layer of qi training was already considered to be overflowing in strength. It didn't take long for him to reach the level of the first path, and then he fought with Jin Shu's gang of robbers, slowly mastering the main points of the battle, and his understanding of Taiqing's swordsmanship also improved, barely to the point of perfection.

At this time, he already has a certain understanding of rigid sword moves, and can be improvised, not limited to sword moves and sequences.

And because of this epiphany, he directly crossed the level of entering the hall and began to move closer to the level of the grandmaster of this set of swordsmanship.

The benefits of this are self-evident, you must know that the vast majority of martial artists will not be able to touch the grandmaster level in their lifetime. As a result, realm cultivation is one reason, and the other reason is naturally one's understanding.

However, even with the help of the opportunity of epiphany, Lu Liang could only integrate the sword moves into three styles in the end, and then it began to be difficult to make an inch.

Could it be that the three forms are the limit?

He shook his head secretly, because in the darkness he could feel that in order to truly simplify the complex and raise this sword technique to the grandmaster level, it was necessary to merge it into one.

But how do you make it one?

It's an illusory question, and no one can answer him.

Unconsciously, the figure in the space of my mind no longer appeared, but sat and pondered.

At this time, more than four months have passed in the outside world and it has come to summer.

Chen Qingming came once halfway, and saw that Lu Liang fell into a deep epiphany, and he had already achieved the foundation, so he casually said "good".

Then he handed Chen a piece of talisman paper, and it wasn't long before he left alone.

Last time, the life-saving talisman paper of the Chen paper fan was used, and it was obvious that he was not worried that his precious girl did not have a means of saving his life. So after dealing with the affairs of Red Moon City, he immediately returned to the sect to refine and sent one.

When it came to the Red Moon Ancestor, Chen Qingming was still scolding.

Because the Red Moon Ancestor was not in Red Moon City at the time, following the news, he went to Kunlun Mountain, and then was caught by a group of old bulls and besieged him for a day and a night before he would stop.

Red Moon Ancestor's success in breaking through to the Yin God Realm was not a big piece of good news, but after learning that Ning Wuchang was dead, Ning Wuya couldn't be happy.

After what happened, Chen Qingming naturally told Ning Wuya about it, but it was obvious that Ning Wuchang was at fault first, and Ning Wuya also knew what kind of virtue his brother was. Therefore, this matter can only be stopped.

As for whether Ning Wuya would make a note for the Dragon Clan in his heart, it was not something that he, Chen Qingming, could interfere with.

For these things, Chen Paper Fan only regarded Chen Qingming as chattering, and didn't pay too much attention to it, and listened silently without interrupting.

After all, this time she escaped smoothly, and she had no idea that she had bet her life on this Red Moon Ancestor. At this time, when he heard what happened to Ning Wuya, he only thought that he had listened to the book of heaven for a while.

Chen Qingming naturally saw the intention of Chen Paper Fan, but he really couldn't find anything to say, the only guy who could still play in the round was cultivating, what could he do?

I have to say that the Chen paper fan when I was a child was much cuter.

I like to stick to him very much, like a little tail that can't be shaken off.

In the past, he still felt troublesome, but when he slowly got used to it and took the child everywhere, Chen Paper Fan grew up and no longer stuck to him, who is going to reason with this?

So much so that now, he wants to see Chen Paper Fan once, and he is a little embarrassed, because the father and daughter are becoming more and more silent when they get along, and it is nerve-wracking to even find a topic.

Therefore, he came and walked quickly, his face was chic and calm, but his heart was entangled.

Chen Zhifan was unaware of this, but this did not prevent her from respecting Chen Qingming from the bottom of her heart.

The Qing Ming Talisman, imitating the Blood Moon Talisman of Red Moon City, is a life-saving hole card specially refined for her personally, which not only consumes a lot of materials, but also consumes a lot of Chen Qingming's mana.

It was useless to fight to the death with Zhuang Wudao before, purely because the distance was too far away and there was no way to be sensed, after all, the Qing Ming Fu was just an imitation.

If an ancient talisman like the Blood Moon Talisman could be mass-produced, Red Moon City would not only have three, and it would be used once less.

It is said that the Blood Moon Talisman was obtained by Ning Wuya by chance in an ancient secret realm, not a secret treasure that can be copied.

If it weren't for the fact that the sensing range of the Qing Ying Talisman was reduced to a range of eight thousand miles, and the materials consumed were extremely precious, this kind of talisman making method would probably be very valuable.

Although the father and daughter didn't communicate too much, and they seemed to be identities, the relationship was still very good, but both parties didn't know how to express it.

After more than four months of Dharma protection, Chen Zhifan also realized one thing, that is, sometimes practice can actually be happier than traveling.

At least the practice time passed quickly, not as boring as it is now.

Entering the state of epiphany is a very rare opportunity, and it is impossible for her to forcibly wake up Lu Liang because of such a small emotion. Fortunately, I have already done a Dharma protector once before, and I am very easy to get my hands on it once and twice when I am ripe.

At this time, she was sitting by the fire, roasting a few skewers of dumplings.

The dumplings are made of glutinous rice, and the center is wrapped in a variety of sweet fillings, and there are some leftovers left over from yesterday's noon, which is just baked and eaten at this time, but it has a unique flavor.

As a big man in the Yuanying Realm, Chen Paper Fan has already opened up the valley, and whether she eats or not will not affect her hunger at all.

But she wasn't hungry, but some were hungry.

I saw that in the grass in the distance, a dark villain who did not slip away, because his will was not very firm, he looked very irritable at this time.

"Little sister, will you have a string?"

Idle, Chen Paper Fan teased the little girl.

"I don't have any money."

"Well, you tell your sister how you came to this wilderness, and in exchange, my sister gives you four... Three strings, how's that? ”

Little Black Charcoal nodded like an adult, approached the paper fan and began to pour beans into the bamboo tube.

Her name is Tao Yueni, and she is a child of an ordinary family in Tianyuan City.

Because of the natural disaster last year, his father, who was the last person to take care of him in the family, also died. Homeless, she can only follow the refugee team all the way, hoping to go to Red Moon City to settle down. It is said that the people under the rule of the city lord lived and worked in peace and contentment, and everyone longed for it.

It's just that they are about to arrive in Red Moon City, but they meet a liar.

It is said that there are Yan soldiers who have no children under their knees, and they want to adopt a group of children, so that they can provide for these old soldiers in the future.

In the end, only a dozen or so people about the same age as Xiao Heitan were selected from the refugee team, and everyone was naturally very happy at that time. Because there was a matter of Yan Jun's soldiers adopting a child a few years ago, I didn't expect the rumors to be true.

But when they are taken to a strange place, they are greeted by collective captivity, rather than looking for a new home for each of them.

In that castle, they were completely cut off from the outside world, and although they didn't have to worry about food and clothing, they didn't have to do any coolies, and they were even gathered to read and do arithmetic, but to everyone's uneasiness, their companions were slowly disappearing.

It stands to reason that children who have experienced a life of escape are very well fed, how can they disappear for no reason when they are well fed and clothed?

Xiao Hei Tan's voice is full of old age, and when he speaks, he seems to tell a story like a storyteller, and he also has emotions.

At this point, perhaps because she was too engaged, her body began to tremble, obviously remembering something bad.

"Come, pay the deposit first, you go on."

Chen Paper Fan handed Xiao Heitan a string of dumplings and motioned for her to continue.

I'm afraid that Xiao Hei Tan doesn't want to recall and talk about what happened after that, and she naturally wants to relieve Xiao Hei Tan's emotions when she breaks down.

No one eats and tells a horror story, right?

Sure enough, after starting to gobble up, Xiao Hei Tan's mood gradually calmed down because the atmosphere was destroyed, and his body stopped trembling.

She continued, "Later, one of us was cleaning and saw a pool of blood. There were a lot of children lying in the pool. ”

"They're dead?"

"Alive, but asleep."

Chen Zhifan patted the little black charcoal who trembled again on his shoulder, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The Blood God Son of the Demon Sect didn't expect it to have eroded here.

"And how did you escape?"

"A red-clothed Taoist suddenly appeared in the ancient castle, and he killed all the adults in it alone, but the children in the blood pool woke up one after another and began to besiege and kill the red-clothed Taoist......"

"And then?"

"Then we took the opportunity to escape."

“......”

Only then did Chen Zhifan realize that not everyone likes to watch the excitement as much as her, and ordinary people can escape for their lives, where are they willing to stay in that kind of ghost place?

"By the way, you said you all escaped, so why are you the only one now?"

"Because the children who escaped seem to have been taken away."

“......”

Chen Zhifan's face was black, this group of stupid children, they must have been hit by some spiritual imprint but didn't know it, and then the Taoist who accidentally discovered the Demon Sect's lair was probably already dead, otherwise the Demon Sect would not dare to search around so blatantly.

The Demon Sect belongs to the scope of the Qianguo, and does not develop the Blood God Son in its own land, but sneakily infiltrates the Yan Kingdom, and the small abacus can be really loud.

Letting go of her senses, her face turned cold.

Sure enough.