By the time Zhou Qingdui and Yang Zhao woke up again, they were already on a meadow.

Zhou Qingdui opened his eyes in a daze and sat up from the grass. On one side is the bloodstained Burial Immortal Sword, and on the other side is Yang Zhao, whose robe is stained with blood.

Zhou Qingdui seemed to remember in a daze that he had rushed into the black feather blood sculpture, and then crushed the fire talisman given by Yang Zhao when he was seriously injured. For the memory after that, it is very vague. I only remember that in the end, I seemed to be lying on a stone slab, and there was a middle-aged man with an unfamiliar face in my eyes.

But you seem to have come out of that place of the hell?

Zhou Qingwan probed his body, and his injuries had almost recovered at some point. It's just that the clothes on his body are torn and unseemly, and tattered places can be seen almost everywhere. If you don't know that he has experienced a great war, I am afraid that others will think that he is a beggar when they see him. But what made Zhou Qingdui a little strange was that his own bones and flesh seemed to be raised a little, although it was such a miserable appearance, Zhou Qingdui only felt that there was some more inexhaustible strength all over his body.

This is the beauty of the cultivation of the bone building realm, which is somewhat similar to the path of martial arts who uses strength to prove the Tao, and will often refine the physical body. However, cultivators like Zhou Qingdui or Yang Zhao are actually enough to support this body cultivation as long as they don't lag behind in the matter of quenching their bodies. Far less than the martial artists who pursue the ultimate strength, they regard their flesh as a fairy sword, always tempering and polishing, tirelessly. But there are also advantages in this, in the same realm, a martial artist in the true sense will be much stronger than ordinary monks, even if he does not have extraordinary technical powers, he will be much more comfortable with a monk who is higher than himself in the previous realm. Today, among the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, Buddhist monks attach great importance to the matter of physical body, and it is said that some Vajra Buddhas who have cultivated into the invincible body of Vajra, no matter what spirit weapons and immortal weapons you hold, they can't be broken!

But it is only that the Buddhist monks and the martial artists who preach the Tao with their strength pay more attention to the way of the physical body, and the Taoist monks seek to ascend to the feather, and the cultivation is a Bigu convincing, and in their eyes, what flesh and skin will rot and decay sooner or later. Not to mention the scholars of Confucian protégés, they cultivate the heroic righteousness of "a gentleman with virtue", and pay more attention to intangible things such as "spirit, qi and spirit", rather than tangible bodies such as "muscles, bones, and flesh".

Zhou Qingdui stretched his arm at this time and pushed the body of the young man in the robe next to him, but when he saw that there was no reaction, Zhou Qingdui reached out and felt the qi of the young man in the robe. Fortunately, Yang Zhao's internal qi is unimpeded, and there is a faint tendency to go to the next level. It's just that Yang Zhao's injuries have not fully recovered at this time, and he may have fallen into a deep sleep for a while.

Zhou Qingdui jerked Yang Zhao's body again, and kept shouting: "Yang Zhao, Yang Zhao, wake up." ”

Maybe it was because the young man's hand was a little stronger, and at this time Yang Zhao turned over, closed his eyes and said, "What are you doing, the young master is going to be tired now, let me sleep for a while." ”

Zhou Qingdui listened to Yang Zhao's sleeping snoring like thunder, quite helpless.

Zhou Qingdui simply didn't bother anymore, grabbed the burial fairy sword on the ground, stood up, tore off a piece of tattered clothes, and wiped the blood stains on the sword body.

So the boy stood on the grass and practiced his sword like this.

Zhou Qingwan handed out one sword after another, trying to find the state of slashing the man in red with the sword and resisting the giant hand of the Golden Buddha. Whenever a young man enters that state, the sword qi and sword intent seem to have been empowered by a master, and his perception of kendo also rises.

Unfortunately, it is not ideal, as if that state only appears in the last moment.

Zhou Qingdui only learned the sword moves on the first page of the true solution of the sword, and did not continue to cultivate in the future. Ye Jing'an once told him when the two were chatting that he should not practice the moves after this before stepping into the Lingfu realm. Moreover, the young man must feel in his heart that he has perfected this sword move, and then he can continue to practice the next moves, otherwise even if he steps into the Lingfu realm, he cannot easily cultivate. Zhou Qingwan didn't quite understand why Mr. Ye and Master Li Qiubai had told him to practice the sword move, but after experiencing several cross-border battles, he now vaguely understood. The sword moves in Li Qiubai's Imperial Sword True Solution are by no means ordinary, and perhaps the young man can burst out with unprecedented sword intent and state at a critical time, I am afraid it is also closely related to these.

Therefore, now the young man does not dare to slack off in the cultivation of the sword moves, and when the boy is also practicing the sword, he finds that he is more and more familiar with the mastery of these sword moves, and the power and momentum of using the sword qi Hengqing Autumn have also increased a lot. And after Zhou Qingdui experienced several fierce battles, he gradually became proficient in the use of the Burial Immortal Sword. Sometimes, it makes people look a little like a person with transcendent swordsmanship. Of course, Zhou Qingwan knew that he was just looking at the image, but in fact, it was not a mess.

The cultivation of the Yuan Destroying Palm Zhou Qingdui seems to have always had a layer of shackles, although now that Zhou Qingdui has stepped into the Bone Building Realm, the young man has personally realized that the power and true qi consumption of the Yuan Destroying Palm have made great progress. The reason for this is naturally closely related to the enhancement of the young man's physical body today. Of course, Zhou Qingdui didn't know that the creator of this Yuan Destroying Palm was a real existence standing on the top of Wufu Mountain, and this palm technique was also a pure martial arts supernatural power. Therefore, when Zhou Qingdu's cultivation of true qi became more and more refined when he practiced the qi realm, the power of the palm technique did not increase much. On the contrary, it was only after stepping into the bone building realm that the change became obvious. But the young man knew in his heart that that shackles existed in his cultivation of this set of palm magic powers, but it was not something that he could solve by blindly practicing.

So whenever he thinks about this, Zhou Qingwan always thinks that if Mr. Ye is here, he will definitely be able to solve his doubts!

Until the sun is shining, there is no bleakness of the autumn that is about to enter winter. The boy wiped his sweat, stuck his sword on the ground, and sat down on the grass to rest.

At this time, the young man in the Taoist robe who had fallen asleep before opened his eyes, sat up and stretched.

Yang Zhao rubbed his eyes, only then did he realize that he was already in a meadow, jumped up from the ground, opened his arms, and said with a presumptuous smile: "Lao Tzu actually came out of that ghost place alive!" Sure enough, God doesn't dare to ask for the life of the master! ”

At this time, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened for a moment, and a thunderbolt flashed.

Yang Zhao's smile was immediately stunned: "Little mistake, you are the master, you are the master!" ”

At this time, the ever-changing sky was clear again.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingdui couldn't help but exclaim: "Yang Zhao, is there really a god in this world?" Can I still hear you? In my hometown, there are often people who scold God when they disagree, but they never see God respond. ”

Yang Zhao sat down again, looked at the sunny sky, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Ghost knows if there is, sometimes this god loves to play tricks on people." Well...... Especially those of us who love to play tricks on those of us who embark on the path of immortals! ”

Zhou Qingdui was thoughtful, and then spoke: "Then you have to be cautious when you speak in the future, you will die of pain if you are struck by lightning." ”

Yang Zhao smiled when he heard this, and said a joke: "What? You've been struck by lightning! ”

Zhou Qingdui just smiled, his smile was a little imperceptible bitterness, and he was speechless.

Yang looked at his bloodstained clothes, and then suddenly remembered, patted his head and said, "Zhou Qingdui, how did we get out of that ghost place?" ”

Zhou Qingwan frowned, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, I'll be here as soon as I wake up." I thought it was you who found your way out after I was unconscious and brought me out. ”

"The stone room was an empty room with a coffin in it, and there was no way out. Later, I also lost consciousness and didn't know how to get out. Oh, by the way, there is nothing but a coffin in there, and there are only bones left everywhere. Yang Zhao tugged at his blood-stained shirt and continued.

Zhou Qingwan probably thought about the appearance inside the stone room, and suddenly thought of a question, and said, "How did those group of black feather blood eagles be repelled by you?" ”

Repelling rather than injuring, Zhou Qingdui didn't expect that Yang Zhao would run out of qi and fight with all his might, killing all the Black Feather Blood Eagles.

Yang Zhao pretended to be proud, enjoying the feeling of the breeze, and grinned: "Of course, it is my genius, who killed all the Black Feather Blood Eagles by one person without you dragging his feet." Those seemingly ferocious black feather blood eagles are not worth mentioning in front of the master at all! ”

The young man in the Taoist robe did not blame Zhou Qingdu's behavior of almost losing his life, but just said it as a joke.

Zhou Qingdui looked at the young man beside him, and thought of Yang Zhao's previous statement that he "also lost consciousness later", suddenly smiled and stopped speaking.

"Anyway, we've already come out, why do you want to do so much, and then we have to live better." Yang Zhao suddenly became a little cheerful, his hands propped on the ground, and he looked up at the blue sky.

After the two of them rested for a while, Yang Zhao got up and took off his Taoist robe, and took down a small gray bag that he had been carrying around his waist.

I saw Yang Zhao slightly condense his true qi at his fingertips and stretched it into the bag. Next, a scene that shocked Zhou Qingwan appeared, Yang Zhao actually took out a suit of clothes from the small bag.

Zhou Qingdu's eyes showed shock, and he subconsciously said, "Yang Zhao, what kind of magic weapon is this bag of yours?" Can you fit clothes that are several times larger than a bag? ”

Yang Zhao didn't care, threw the clothes he took out to Zhou Qingdu, and said, "This is an ordinary storage bag, it's not a high-level magic weapon. People like us who are walking the rivers and lakes all the time, we can't always carry our bags all the time, that would be too immoral! So, it's pretty much a must-have. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zhou Qingdu's mouth twitched, you Yang Zhao is the number one person who often likes to touch the crotch of his pants, and he also cares about image and style?

Zhou Qingwan took the clothes, was a little more puzzled, and asked, "This kind of bag should be very expensive, right?" I was in such a hurry to leave home this time that I barely brought anything with me. Even if I had something precious later, I carried it with me. I thought that if I had the opportunity to return to my hometown later, or if I bought something inconvenient to carry along the way, I would take it with me. ”

Yang Zhao took out a pair of clothes from the storage bag again, then straddled the storage bag on his waist, and said, "This kind of storage bag shouldn't be expensive, I haven't bought it either." I had this bag handy at home when I was leaving. It is used to place some carry-on clothes, just to think about fighting with people when walking the rivers and lakes, and after the clothes are damaged, it is convenient to change clothes. If you like it, I'll give it to you when this trip is over. ”

"Hurry up and change your clothes, you look more embarrassed than me now!" Yang Zhao paused again and continued.

Zhou Qingwan waved his hand, stood up, and said, "Then you should keep it for yourself, if you have a chance in the future, I will buy one myself!" ”

Yang Zhao smiled when he heard this, no longer answered, and began to change his clothes.

Zhou Qingdui no longer hesitated, and began to change clothes.

There is not much difference between Zhou Qingdui and Yang Zhao's figures, so the clothes that Yang Zhao gave him fit well. But when Zhou Qingdui changed into it, he suddenly found that this clothing was exactly the same as the Taoist robe embroidered with red stripes that Yang Zhao was wearing.

In the world where autumn came very early, the sun was just right, and two young people in the same robes walked forward side by side.

From a distance, it looks like two fellow brothers of a certain immortal sect.

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