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The Lei Xing mercenary group, escorting the carriage, marched forward unhurriedly.

"Hey, listen, what's the sound?"

Clarissa, who was leading the way in front, suddenly asked.

"It's like the cry of some kind of beast!"

A mercenary beside him listened for a moment, and then said.

"How can there be beasts here, something is abnormal, let everyone be vigilant!" Clarissa said with a frown.

Eighteen bends of ghosts, the road is tortuous, there is no vegetation on both sides, except that stones are stones, such a kind of place, it is strange that there are wild beasts!

"Xiaofeng, can you go to the front and take a look at the situation and see what the situation is?" Clarissa thought for a moment, and then said to the Phoenix King Eagle beside her.

She was thinking that if there was any ambush ahead, they would be better prepared early.

"No, I must resolutely carry out the task assigned by the little master!"

Feng Wang Ying shook his head.

"What assignment has your little master given you?" asked Clarissa, curious.

"What else can I do to protect you!"

"Protect me, why protect me?" said Clarissa, even more surprised.

"I don't know about this, in short, it's the order of the little master of my family, if I leave, you have three long and two short, I can't explain to the little master!" Feng Wang Ying said very seriously.

Clarissa's mind began to get a little confused, and she couldn't help but look at the carriage, thinking to herself: why is he protecting me, is he ...... me

Shaking her head, Clarissa hurriedly shook off the obscene thoughts that had popped into her head.

Inside the carriage, Yunzhi couldn't put it down and held the reborn "Falling Rain" sword, and his beautiful eyes flashed with excitement.

At this time, the overall shape of the "Falling Rain" sword has not changed much from before. The only difference is that the color of the sword has a dark black pattern, making it look weird and full of the aura of a king.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Yunzhi's words came from the heart.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't say anything, for him, it was just a gesture.

Not only did he not have any losses, but he had accumulated experience in the refining just now, you must know that Dongfang Xiuzhe was also the first time to use the "Ye Ling Stone".

The only pity is that Yunzhi doesn't have extra "Ye Lingshi", otherwise. Dongfang Xiuzhe also wanted to use this ore to refine a weapon for himself.

After all, Ye Lingshi has a magical effect on the conduction of energy, and it should be able to withstand the true yuan power in Dongfang Xiuzhe's body.

"Sect Master, this child has been following me, her talent is good, and her fighting skills are all ......passed down by me."

At this time, Yunzhi had already put away the "Falling Rain" sword. Then he talked about Wushuang on the side.

"Okay, no need to beat around the bush, I know what you're trying to say. Dongfang Xiuzhe glanced at Yunzhi, then turned his head to look at Wushuang. "Show me your sword!"

"Wushuang, thank you Sect Master!" Yunzhi hurriedly reminded Wushuang.

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Wushuang was also a smart person, and immediately understood that the sect master also had to refine weapons for her. I couldn't help but have a light in my eyes.

"Sect Master, this saber is called 'Chopping Wings', and I bought it from the auction house back then. And then gave it to Wushuang!"

Seeing that the sword was handed to the sect master, Yun Zhi hurriedly introduced.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't say anything more, and carefully looked at the saber.

The sword was unsheathed, like a flash of cold light.

The sword is about three feet long, bright as silver, and when held in the hand, there is a faint sound of "Zheng Zheng".

Yunzhi and Wushuang both stared at Dongfang Xiuzhe a little nervously, the two of them didn't know if this sword had room for upgrading, after all, the material of this sword was not a rare ore like "Ye Lingshi".

At this time, the two of them saw Dongfang Xiuzhe's brows frowning slightly, and neither of them dared to ask out loud.

Dongfang Xiuzhe's gaze quickly focused on the scabbard again, and he looked very intently.

"It's a good saber!"

After about a pillar of incense, Dongfang Xiuzhe finally spoke.

"Your name is Wushuang, right?" Dongfang Xiuzhe looked at the girl Wushuang.

"Yes, Sect Master!" Wushuang hurriedly responded, this name was still given to her by Yunzhi.

"How much have you learned the fighting skills on this saber?" Dongfang Xiuzhe asked again.

This time, Wushuang was a little confused.

Fighting skills, what fighting skills, she didn't understand what the sect master was talking about at all?

"Why, don't you know that there are fighting skills on this?"

Seeing Wushuang's confusion, Dongfang Xiuzhe turned his head to look at Yunzhi again.

Yun Zhi was stunned for a moment, hurriedly came over, and asked, "Sect Master, do you mean to say that inside this sword, there are fighting skills hidden!"

"Yes, it's called 'Eight Styles of Zhuhuang', it's a kind of sword technique, don't you know it either?"

This time, together with Yunzhi, he was also stunned.

She really didn't know, so she hurriedly leaned over and asked curiously: "Sect Master, where is the fighting technique you are talking about, why do you not know after so many years, Wushuang and I don't know!"

Probably because he was too curious, Yunzhi leaned very close, and his eyes swept around the "Wing" sword, but there was still no record of fighting skills.

At this time, Dongfang Xiuzhe could clearly feel Yunzhi's exhalation like an orchid, and the mature body fragrance emanating from Yunzhi's body constantly stimulated his nasal cavity.

Coughing lightly, Dongfang Xiuzhe moved back a little, he didn't want to be tempted like this anymore.

It is worth mentioning that Dongfang Xiuzhe's sexual orientation is not a problem, and the reason why he ignores the beauties around him is because he is too early to be tempted, which will affect his cultivation.

Besides, he is still a child, and all aspects of his body have not grown up, and some things should be considered when he grows up!

Dongfang Xiuzhe's small gesture made Yunzhi realize his ambiguity, and he couldn't help but blush slightly, and he was busy straightening his body again.

"The 'Eight Styles of Punishment' is a fighting technique that is divided into two parts, one engraved on the hilt and one in the scabbard. In order to divert the embarrassment just now, Dongfang Xiuzhe hurriedly said.

"Hilt, scabbard?"

Yunzhi and Wushuang glanced at each other, and then their gaze fell to the hilt and scabbard respectively.

But no matter how wide their eyes were. But I still can't see half of the handwriting.

"Sect Master, Wushuang and I still can't see it!" Yunzhi, who had not had an enchantment for a long time, had to sigh and said.

With a faint smile, Dongfang Xiuzhe said: "It's normal for the two of you to not see, firstly, the words are hidden in the lines and are not easy to detect, and secondly, the characters are so small that they are like carvings on the hair!"

After speaking, he stretched out his left and right index fingers and flicked them on the hilt and scabbard.

In an instant, with a soft light flashing, rows of strange words. It appeared in the carriage out of thin air.

Seeing this scene, Yunzhi and Wushuang both opened their mouths wide.

"This is all the fighting skills of the 'Eight Styles of Killing the Wilderness!'" Dongfang Xiuzhe said.

If it weren't for the Yin and Yang Eyes, it is estimated that he would not have been able to discover the fighting skills that were hidden so deeply!

"Sect Master, is this a fighting skill, but what is it writing?"

Looking at the strange symbols that appeared, Yunzhi didn't know a word, and Wushuang on the side was even more dazed.

Two people. I don't know this kind of writing.

"Why, don't you both know Gu Jiawen?" asked Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"Ancient Jiawen, is this the Ancient Jiawen?" Yunzhi was stunned.

She had heard that in some ancient secret texts, it would be recorded in ancient armor. But everything that is written in this kind of writing is very important.

Now, the fighting skill in front of him is completely recorded by Gu Jiawen. Can you imagine, what level of fighting skill will this be?

It is very likely to be: Heavenly Rank Exercises!

Fighting techniques can be divided into four levels, namely: Heaven Level, Earth Level, Xuan Level, and Yellow Level.

Each level is subdivided into advanced, intermediate, and low-level. This is the so-called "Fourth Order, Twelfth Level"

"Wait!" Yunzhi seemed to think of something. His gaze looked at Dongfang Xiuzhe with some horror, "Sect Master, do you recognize this kind of writing?"

She remembered that Dongfang Xiuzhe had just said that this kind of fighting technique was called "Eight Styles of Punishment and Waste", which was all ancient armor, how did the sect master know the name of the fighting technique.

"That's right! I recognize it!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe learned the ancient armor script very early, thanks to Merando.

At this time, Yunzhi looked at Dongfang Xiuzhe in a daze, she didn't know what words to use to describe the shocked mood at this time.

I never thought that this little sect master would even recognize the unfathomable ancient armor, what else could he not do?

You know, ancient armor is not something that anyone can learn if they want to!

Many scholars on various continents, in order to understand the past documents and find out what happened in that blank period of history, have spent a lot of effort studying this kind of writing, and so far they have only achieved a small success.

There was a time in the past when Yunzhi had tried to study this kind of script, but she soon gave up.

This is because this kind of writing cannot be learned by mere research and conjecture.

Even if you understand the meaning of many words, if you combine them, they will become new meanings.

The little sect master in front of him, where did he learn the ancient armor script, is his age really only a teenager?

"Judging by the appearance of the two of you, you don't seem to know this kind of writing, so I'll translate it!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe's words shocked Yunzhi and Wushuang, and they looked forward to it even more in their hearts.

In the fighting skills written in the ancient armor script, how amazing it is, Yunzhi also wants to see it.

Just as Dongfang Xiuzhe was about to translate, suddenly, the walking carriage stopped.

Then, the mercenary's astonishment was heard outside.

"Look, something looks like it's coming!"

"Everyone be vigilant and protect the carriage!"

"Don't panic, there's only one figure...... Hey, why does it look like a child?"

"It's really a child, you see, she's suddenly collapsed. ”

"What's going on, how can there be children here?"

Voices outside came and went.

Dongfang Xiuzhe frowned, he was also very curious about how there could be children in this kind of place, could it be that there were children as powerful as himself who dared to act alone in dangerous places......?