After Xu Feiyang left the cave, he didn't go out again, and went back to his cave directly. A few transmission notes were found at the entrance of the cave, and when I opened them, they were all Yang Qingyue's brothers and sisters who came to look for him, and the most recent one was a month ago. After thinking about it, I didn't pay attention to it, thinking that there was nothing important for the brothers and sisters of the Yang family.

Returning to the Daodong Mansion, Xu Feiyang began to sort out the way of the formation told by the master, this sitting is two days, when all these theoretical knowledge is sorted out, Xu Feiyang opened the storage bag given to him by the master, only to see that the width of the inside is about forty zhang, which is several times larger than the original storage bag.

However, there are not many items in it, except for some healing holy pills and a few three-order third-order sword talismans, flying boots, and upside-down small Qiankun array mentioned by Shizun, there is also a token, but it is a true disciple task token, with five hundred points on it, which can be regarded as a meeting gift from Shizun.

You must know that the exchange of treasures, pills and the like in the sect is based on a point exchange system. As far as he knows, he will be rewarded with 50 points for completing half of the first-class tasks when he goes out to practice, 20 points for the second-class tasks, and 10 points for the lowest third-class tasks. Therefore, these 500 tasks are equivalent to going out to perform first-class tasks more than ten times.

And there are more than 30 medium-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, and after calculating it, Xu Feiyang is really rich now.

Xu Feiyang sorted out all the items, calmed down, took out the Flying Spirit Sword, and began to practice.

Time flickered, Xu Feiyang has been in a state of cultivation for half a year since he entered the mountain gate, except for a moment of sitting in the Full Moon Tower with Invite Yue and others. On this day, Xu Feiyang took a transmission note with a smile on his face, closed the door of the cave, and walked towards the patrol hall.

During this period of time, Xu Feiyang has initially mastered the method of using the Flying Spirit Sword, mainly in urging the formation and controlling the sword with the formation. However, the biggest gain is the flying boots, after wearing them, with the wind shadow, not only the body is more light and sensitive, but the speed is three points faster. In terms of the speed of the battle, Xu Feiyang was confident that he could compete with a mid-stage cultivator.

"Senior Brother Xu, you can be regarded as coming out. As soon as she saw Xu Feiyang, Yang Qingyue jumped over and said in a slightly complaining tone.

Xu Feiyang shook his head and said softly, "Senior sister doesn't practice well, how can she become a true disciple in the future." ”

Yang Qingyue's mouth was closed, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, her eyes showed a hint of disdain, and she said in a coquettish voice: "What's the benefit of becoming a true disciple, it's not like a stuffy gourd every day, meditating and meditating, it's not fun at all." ”

"Senior sister is an open-minded person, senior brother is cheesy. Senior sister transmitted the news to me today, there must be a fun and interesting story, right? It just so happened that the senior brother was also bored and panicked, but he wanted to have a good tour of this spiritual mountain gate. Xu Feiyang said with a leisurely smile.

He has been cultivating recently, and he does feel a little sleepy and needs to adjust, which is also one of the reasons why he is out of the customs.

"That's right, senior brother and I will go to the back mountain, I heard that there are inner disciples fighting there. Yang Qingyue said happily.

"Fight, junior sister, what's the fun of this fight?" Xu Feiyang was stunned, after entering the mountain gate, he has been practicing, but he doesn't know much about some miscellaneous things in the mountain gate.

"Senior brother doesn't know. That is, if the disciples of the sect usually have some small contradictions, they can give the other party a public war letter, and then the two sides will take out a little color and compete in the ring, and the losing side will admit defeat and apologize in front of the disciples of the sect, and will not be held accountable from now on. Yang Qingyue explained.

"That's kind of interesting. Let's go and take a look, I also happen to know the strength of the inner disciples. Xu Feiyang said with a playful smile.

"Okay. Does Senior Brother have a flying talisman on him?" Yang Qingyue asked with some embarrassment.

"Is this a long way away? Xu Feiyang was stunned again, according to his estimate, it would be very fast to fly in the air with Yuan Li.

Yang Qingyue nodded, and said with some embarrassment: "But there is some distance, if you don't use the flying charm, I'm afraid it will only take an hour to reach the ring in the back mountain." ”

Xu Feiyang took out two first-order lower-grade flight talismans from the storage bag, which he still made in Fang City, but when he fled for his life, the grade was too low and he didn't use it, but it was just right to come in handy at this time.

Yang Qingyue was not polite, and as a result, the flying charm and the operation method flew away, and Xu Feiyang followed.

After a stick of incense, I came to the back mountain gate. I saw a crowd of people in front of me, shouting and coaxing endlessly.

Xu Feiyang and Yang Qingyue found a higher stone platform and stood on it to watch the fight in the ring in the distance.

"Hey, today is a duel between Senior Brother Liu Xufei and Senior Brother Meng Fang. Yang Qingyue said with some surprise.

"Oh, junior sister knows those two?" asked Xu Fei without looking back.

"The one in blue is Senior Brother Liu Xufei, a patrol disciple of Wu Lian Peak, refining the ninth layer of cultivation, it is said that he went to the North Styx Mountain to perform a mission a few years ago, but he didn't expect to duel with someone as soon as he came back.

The blue-clothed brother is Senior Brother Meng Fang, the inner elder brother of Yuquan Peak, and he had a big fight with my eldest brother a few years ago. I heard that they are all in love with Senior Sister Song Bing of Nanling Peak, and they have often made appointments to fight about it before. ”

Speaking of these gossips, Yang Qingyue can be regarded as a jack of all trades, and she explains some of the love, hatred, and hatred of each character very clearly.

Xu Feiyang listened to Yang Qingyue's gushing love gossip news while carefully watching the competition in the ring.

Liu Xufei was holding a steel fork, looking mighty and domineering, revealing a murderous aura all over his body, obviously cultivated by a long-term duel with demons.

Meng Fang is just the opposite, holding an ordinary Qingyuan sword, his movements are elegant and flexible, and his end is extremely elegant.

I saw Liu Wufei hit the wind blade technique with one hand, and the steel fork in his hand was shiny and shiny, and he swept through thousands of troops. Meng Fang was unhurried, and a light and fluttering movement dodged the wind blade, and the Qingyuan sword in his hand collided hard with the steel fork, making a sound of grinding teeth.

Liu Wufei does not fight with the Mongolian side Yuanli, a sweeping leg, with a strong wind in his feet, hitting the Mongolian side under the plate. The action has not yet made him old, and his left hand is slapped out with a palm.

Meng Fang had just dodged a blow to sweep his legs, when suddenly a gust of palm wind hit his chest, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to clench his left hand, rotate his fist ninety degrees, and slam forward.

"Bang"

The fist wind and the palm wind met, bringing a wave of qi in the ring. The two of them took a step back, and before they could stand firmly, Liu Wufei rushed forward, with the steel fork behind him, and when he was two meters away from Mengfang, he suddenly shouted:

"Thunderbolt Slash"

I saw that the light on the steel fork flashed, powerful and domineering, with the power of thunder and lightning.

Meng Fang couldn't dodge it, so he turned his heart sideways, and the long sword in his hand drew a circle on his chest, and a wave of spiritual power rippled.

"A Sword"

The steel fork and the long sword collided again, only this time it was a touch, and a cyan figure flew backwards and hit the formation wall around the ring, making a loud noise.