Sitting cross-legged on the cold ice jade bed, purple qi repeatedly appeared on Yue Buqun's face.

This is a manifestation of Zixia's internal force being operated to a certain extent.

At this time, Yue Buqun was making another breakthrough in Zixia Gong.

Zixia Divine Skill pays attention to accumulation, so the more early the cultivation, the more it takes a long time to accumulate, and the progress is slow, even if Yue Buqun already has extremely rich experience, he can only take fewer detours, and the process is difficult to speed up or omit.

However, with the help of the Cold Ice Jade Bed and the Yi Muscle Forging Bone Chapter, in the past few months, Yue Buqun's Zixia Divine Skill had broken through one after another.

Now we have reached the fourth level.

Once Zixia Divine Skill enters the fourth level, the speed of internal force recovery will be doubled, and combined with Shangyue Buqun's own swordsmanship cultivation, it can already be called a first-class master on the rivers and lakes.

The first-class players in their twenties, if you compare them vertically along the river of time, they are certainly not worth mentioning.

But if it is placed in a certain period of time and compared horizontally, it is rare.

During the same period of time, Shaolin Fangzheng, Wudang Chongxu, and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect were all worthy of entering such a realm, but they were already older, and they had the support of the great faction behind them, so it was natural to have this strength.

As for Zuo Lengchan, Yu Canghai, etc., they are indeed still a little short at this time, and they can only be regarded as rising stars, and they have not yet entered the world's first-class situation.

In his previous life, Yue Buqun reached a similar realm, and it was already in his thirties.

With the internal force in the body, it has passed through the two acupoints of Fengchi and Tianzhu, and the internal force that is quite turbulent suddenly shrank and returned to the sea of dantian qi, giving birth to purple meaning in the thickness.

Zixia Divine Skill is the fourth, broken!

At the same time, Yue Buqun saw the door again.

It seems that because of Yue Buqun's strength, there has been a phased breakthrough, and the door that has 'disappeared' for several months has resurfaced.

Just after pushing the door open, I found that what appeared in front of me was not something unassuming, but a flat map of Huashan.

The map is shrouded in thick fog, and a building that represents something unremarkable is gray, while the mountain pattern that symbolizes Chaoyang Peak is shining.

Yue Buqun touched the mountain pattern, and the next moment he stood on the top of Chaoyang Peak.

The golden light flew along the sea of clouds from afar.

Yue Buqun subconsciously touched his chin.

The beard is still there!

Re-induce the internal forces in the body.

"The seventh level of Zixia Divine Skill, almost before I arranged for Lao Denuo and Lingshan to go to Fuzhou, it is considered my state at the peak, after the evil sword incident was triggered, my mind was unbalanced, which violated the essence of Zixia Divine Skill, but in the practice of Zixia Divine Skill, there was a regression." Yue Buqun thought to himself and tried to leave the top of Chaoyang Peak.

But no matter which direction he goes from, he will eventually return to the summit.

His seat was fixed here.

"It looks similar to what I was in when I was in trouble, I couldn't leave, I just passively waited for some contact."

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard extremely gentle footsteps.

A young man in black, with a serious, handsome face, walked towards the top of the mountain.

Every step he took was no more, no less, like a ruler had measured.

His eyes were cold, like ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

Yue Buqun was staring at the top of the young man's head.

Because just above the young man's head, there was a golden box.

There is also a light tag in the style of a cut-off mark on the box.

The young man approached, and Yue Buqun waited and waited, but did not hear his heart.

"Master! Disciple Ling Yue! Please advise! With that, he took the lead in drawing the sword in his hand.

Under the sun, the sword exuded a cold light, and with Yue Buqun's eyesight, it was naturally obvious that this was a rare sword, and it must have the ability to blow short hair.

"Cold light sword, three feet and seven inches long, cast by the cold iron of the North Sea, master... Be careful! The young man looked at the sword in his hand reverently, as if he was looking at a lifelong faith, this kind of demonic strength made Yue Buqun frown slightly.

The young man's way is even more evil than the disciples of the Sword Sect.

With Yue Buqun's mentality of living another life, although he is no longer obsessed with the distinction between sword and qi, but after looking at the heavy sword swordsmanship in the Tomb School, and then comparing the swordsmanship to ward off evil spirits, Yue Buqun still thinks that the internal strength is heavier than the swordsmanship, but there are different stages and different choices.

However, the young man in front of him, who called himself 'Ling Yue' and perhaps was also his 'disciple', was obsessed with the sword itself.

This is beyond the scope of the disciples of the Sword Sect, who like swordsmanship and despise the cultivation of internal strength.

"How could I be a disciple of such an evil sect?" Yue Buqun couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

But instead of questioning, he didn't ask questions, but drew the sword in his hand as well.

The feel was slightly different, Yue Buqun took a closer look, and only then did he realize that the sword in his hand was also a good sword.

Although the sword light is restrained, the feel is extremely smooth, and the internal force runs on it, without the slightest jerky and stiff feeling.

He had never heard of or seen such a sword.

At this time, Yue Buqun vaguely understood why he would accept Ling Yue as a disciple.

Perhaps, because of the sword in his hand?

"Let's get in!" Yue Buqun said to Ling Yue.

When Ling Yue heard this, his eyes were bright, and he held his sword and stabbed Yue Buqun's throat with a move of 'White Rainbow Penetrating the Sun'.

When the sword blade came, it was fierce, urgent and fierce, and it seemed to be full of murderous intent, but it was too full of momentum and too murderous energy, and it lost its way out.

Huashan swordsmanship, which was already based on danger and strangeness, was in the hands of this young man at this time, as if it was completely born for killing.

When the disciples of the Sword Sect saw such a sword, they were afraid that they would feel ashamed.

Boom!

Yue Buqun slapped his sword horizontally, directly preempting Ling Yue, intercepting the coherence of his next move.

Since this disciple is so fond of swords, he has already lost his original heart, then Yue Buqun has to teach him that simple swordsmanship is not worth relying on, and to take risks with swords is to put himself in danger first.

Two swords met in mid-air.

The next moment, Yue Buqun's complexion changed slightly.

The strength that came from the opposite blade was so strong that he almost didn't hold the sword in his hand.

That strong and strong internal force is indeed very similar to Huashan Mixed Yuan Gong, but... The difference in intensity is too great!

Before inheriting the head of Huashan, Yue Buqun also learned mixed yuan gong.

He also knows a lot about Mixed Yuan Gong.

Because of this, the Mixed Yuan Gong used by Ling Yue at this time made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

There is no room for distraction between the electric light and flint of the hand.

Seeing that his disciple Ling Yue continued to make a move of the golden goose in the sky, he subconsciously used the method of cracking the Huashan sword technique in the cliff, and made a backhand move of 'advancing and retreating', using false tricks to deceive Ling Yue's sword momentum to get old, and then cut the sword edge horizontally, and collapsed from top to bottom, so as to cut off Ling Yue's hair crown, and give this inexplicable disciple with terrible internal strength a lesson.

At the same time, the treasure chest above Ling Yue's head had a scale forward, reaching about one-fifth of the progress.

Airplanes!

The long sword beeped, and the long sword in Ling Yue's hand took off his hand, but it spun in mid-air, allowing it to be pulled by internal force, and in an instant, it turned back to his left hand, which happened to hold up Yue Buqun's dangerous sword.

Ling Yue's seemingly imaginative hand, the requirements for internal force are not low, after the sword leaves his hand, he can also accelerate with internal force, and at the same time pull the sword containing great power back with internal force in the air, which is by no means something that idle people can do.

In the eyes of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, such a move is already like a myth.

Of course, Yue Buqun was also shocked by this hand, if it weren't for his rich experience and old spicy, he would have already been beaten by Ling Yue's style.