In the small courtyard, a black shadow shuttled back and forth, stopping in mid-air from time to time, and so on and so on for an hour or so before stopping.

Wind escape has gone through seven or eight days before it is calculated, there is still a lot of distance from Xiaocheng, when driving the wind escape, the speed exceeds twice the usual flight, if it is Xiaocheng or even Dacheng, it will become more terrifying, after a preliminary estimate, Wang Han has a bottom in his heart about this wind escape.

The first step in the cultivation of "Tian Yuan Sword Technique" was to condense the first wisp of Tian Yuan Sword Qi, but after seven or eight days, he experienced countless failures, and it was difficult to condense success no matter what, and he had no clue at all, and finally Wang Han had to give up.

"Let's go to the sect first and get the resources that haven't been collected in the past few months. ”

As soon as the wind escapes is cast, it turns into a wind shadow and heads towards the sect, as for Xiaobai's guy, Wang Han goes with him. As soon as he returned to the sect, Xiaobai ran to the deep mountains and old forests of the first peak, and occasionally came to the small courtyard to take a walk.

The Little Fire Sect is guarded by four halls, inherited in the east, quiet in the west, ascending immortals in the south, and the war hall in the north.

The speed of the wind escape was extremely fast, and it only took a day for Wang Han to see the guide bridge from afar, at this moment, there were suddenly dozens of breaths in the perception, and when he looked back, he saw dozens of lights flying towards him, and the strength of the breath was different from the spirit gathering realm.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" When he got closer, Wang Han saw that these dozens of people had mixed expressions, so he asked.

"The battle ahead is tight, and we can't help, so we retreat back first and report to the sect master. ”

One of the dozens of people heard someone asking, replied to Wang Han, and hurried into the sect with the large army.

Hearing what this disciple said, Wang Han thought in his heart, the three major hall masters have personally gone to resist the mortal army, even if the mortal royal family is strong, it shouldn't be like this, something has happened, the clothes of this group of disciples are all the symbols of the Qingyou Palace, and in such a hurry, I am afraid that the hall master of the Qingyou Palace has encountered a great enemy.

In his heart, he prayed that the three hall masters who went to resist the sect would not be defeated, and if they were defeated, the inheritance hall dojo located in the east would bear the brunt. With a thought, he hurriedly flew towards the sect to find out. I hurriedly received the resources, and took a closer look at the thirty spirit stones and two bottles of pills.

Although the Inheritance Hall is located in the sect, it does not have the authority to enter. Seeing that there were lights flying up and falling from time to time in the three halls, and the inheritance hall behind him was shrouded in a large array, Wang Han didn't know where to go for a while. It seems that Xiao Jing is the only one in this sect.

Just when he was hesitating, suddenly several bells rang in the direction of the Qingyou Palace, and the bells fell, only to see hundreds of neatly arranged lights rising in the area of the Qingyou Palace, Wang Han looked intently, and saw that Xiao Jing was also among them, but at this time, she couldn't see her. In addition to the Qingyou Palace, there are also a lot of escapes in the area of the other two halls. Seeing that this direction seemed to be heading outside the sect, and seeing that this posture did not look like a fight, he thought that something big had happened, so Wang Han hurriedly rode the wind and followed. I saw that all the monks had come to the bridge to receive the bridge and waited.

"Could it be that some big man wants the sect?" Seeing the ceremonial posture of the three halls, he was obviously waiting for someone. It didn't take long to see six rays of light appear in the distance, and when they arrived at the head of the bridge, they descended from the air, and looked fixedly, the two old men led by them were holding a purple long sword side by side, and the four people behind followed.

"Welcome the hall master's heroic soul back to the sect!"

"Welcome the hall master's heroic soul back to the sect!"

"Welcome the hall master's heroic soul back to the sect!"

......

As soon as the six of them stepped on the head of the bridge, the hundreds of disciples of the Qingyou Hall on this side of the bridge all knelt down and shouted sadly. At the beginning of winter, a cold wind blows on the bridge. The two people holding swords walked slowly, and when they reached the bridge, a man in white appeared in the sky, looking at the scene below and slowly speaking:

"Zhao Qi, the master of the Qingyou Palace, studied under Elder Zhao Hua, cultivated the soul for fifty years, Jue Dao for two hundred years, and was in charge of the Qingyou Palace for 98 years and March 25 days. The relict sword Ziyang has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qingyou Palace, and it has been passed down from generation to generation in the famous sword tablet of the sect, engraved with its deeds, and passed down through the ages!"

"Sect Master Xie!"

After the man in white finished speaking, the disciples of the Qingyou Hall below thanked the man in the sky, and after the six old men crossed the bridge, the disciples of the Qingyou Hall followed suit, and the man in white also disappeared into the air, obviously leaving.

Just as Wang Han was about to leave, suddenly two more teams of monks came from outside the sect. The team returned to the sect without stopping, and the person who took the lead was extraordinary, and only then did he know that it was the lord of the Ascending Immortal Palace.

Looking at their costumes, the other team of monks is a person from the War Palace, a middle-aged Taoist with the spirit of a dragon and a horse leads the team, and eight monks in the team carry two corpses wrapped in white cloth with spiritual power, looking at the middle-aged Taoist with a sad expression, I am afraid that these two people are important people in the War Palace.

I watched the excitement alone, but it turned out that the excitement was watching me alone.

It seems that the three major halls that went out to participate in the war all had casualties, but fortunately, they all returned to the sect, and it seems that the royal family of the Spirit Kingdom was either defeated or retreated. After going to the gate of the Qingyou Hall and asking the disciple to pass a letter to Xiao Jing, Wang Han fled back to the top of the buffalo herd in the wind, if the expectation is good, the results of the battle will spread throughout the sect tomorrow.

After returning to the small courtyard, he took out the "Elementary Spell" to continue to comprehend, Feng Dun had already been cultivated, but the Wind Spirit Explosion and the "Tianyuan Sword Technique" were too difficult, so Wang Han planned to cultivate the defensive spell Linggang first.

As the name suggests, Linggang is to use spiritual power to form a shield, almost all monks will practice this spell, the effect of the shield is extremely large, and it can remove a lot of unnecessary troubles for cultivators.

Linggang's cultivation is relatively simple, after a night, Wang Han used his spiritual power to form a circular shield beside him, and it was still unstable at the beginning of the first few times, and it was broken as soon as it appeared, but it was completely cultivated at dawn, and a shield composed of gray spiritual power appeared beside him, because the gray spiritual power was too rich and became inky.

The controller stabbed his shield with a long sword, and little by little, Wang Han directly used fifty percent of his body's spiritual power to break through this ink-colored spiritual shield.

The spiritual power in the dantian was already dozens of times deeper than that of a monk of the same level, in such a comparison, an ordinary mid-stage monk could only break through his own shield with all his might, and Wang Han's self-confidence exploded! Of course, if someone else is holding a divine weapon or many treasures, there is no comparison. I won't be stupid enough to stand up and hit others.

Seeing that the sky was already bright, Wang Han stopped cultivating, and after cleaning up, he went out to find out the news.

Before he arrived at the sect, he saw a person coming from the sword, obviously just coming out of the sect, and after a little sense, he knew that this was the middle stage of gathering spirits.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

Wang Han hurriedly grabbed the person who came, who was about thirty years old and dressed in the clothes of the war hall. When he saw someone calling to him, he stopped in the air.

Glancing at Wang Han, this person saluted Wang Han and said hello.

"I have long heard that the inheritance point has been opened to accept a disciple, but I didn't expect to see a Taoist friend today, fortunately, I will be fortunate to meet Yang Sheng, a fourth-generation disciple of the Lower Ascension Immortal Palace. ”

This person looked at Wang Han's costume and didn't know that this was the costume of the Inheritance Palace. Although the Inheritance Hall has not been opened for a hundred years, all the imprints have been deeply imprinted in the impressions of the disciples of the other three halls of the sect.

"Fortunately, I will be fortunate to meet! Wang Han, a disciple of the Lower Inheritance Hall. I left Daoyou to ask Daoyou about something, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

"It's convenient and convenient! Daoyou can ask everything, and Yang knows everything!"

Yang Sheng has been in the sect for more than twenty years, and he has never met a disciple of the Inheritance Hall, but he didn't expect the sect to recruit a disciple a few months ago.

This is a new thing, but at that time I was not in the sect, I heard that when the disciple entered the sect, it was the reception ceremony personally presided over by the hall master of the Qingyou Palace, and there were two other deputy hall masters who personally watched the ceremony, and most of the characters of the master and uncle were all there, this is a great honor, you must know that ordinary disciples enter the sect at most a three-generation disciple to take over.

After returning to the sect, I always wanted to visit the disciple, but I didn't expect that the disciple would go out to practice soon after entering the sect.

Moreover, there are rumors in the sect that there is a shadow of that disciple in the battle between the sect and the spirit kingdom this time, although the truth cannot be known, but it is more relevant during the visit.

I didn't expect to meet it as soon as I left the sect today. And it is said that when he entered the sect, he was only a mortal, but now the person standing opposite him is already in the same realm as himself, and with a little sense, he feels even more unfathomable. Sure enough, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Inheritance Palace!

"Thank you!"

Seeing that this Yang Sheng was so enthusiastic, Wang Han was a little confused, could he be so kind?

"Do you know how the sect battle is?"

Yesterday, seeing that the hall masters of the Qingyou Hall had fallen, and the people of the other two halls also looked tired, Wang Han was even more curious than yesterday.

"Alas, Daoyou is the right person, I am the one who just came back from the battlefield!"

"Daoyou is really blessed with a great fate, I saw that the hall masters of the Qingyou Palace fell in this battle yesterday, and it is really fortunate to be able to come back alive!"

"Daoist friends don't know, not only the Zhao Hall Master, but also the Zhou Sheng Zhou Deputy Hall Master and Zi Buyan of the War Palace, the Deputy Hall Master and the Deputy Hall Master of the Battle Hall also fell on the spot, and the tragedy is extremely terrible! I heard from the Daoist friends who are familiar with the War Hall this morning that their Hall Master went into retreat today, and it is estimated that he was seriously injured. ”

Hearing Yang Sheng say this, Wang Han was surprised in his heart, yesterday he saw that the hall master of the battle hall was still walking like a dragon, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured.

"What about the Imperial Family of the Spirit Kingdom, but they retreated?" Wang Han was more worried about this, if the war continued, I am afraid that the sect would not be able to consider going to the Immortal Mountain, he is now poor and white, and he finally has a place, but he doesn't want to have any accidents.

"Don't worry, Daoist friends, the Li clan has lost nearly a million troops this time, and the five great Dao realm powerhouses have fallen by three, and it is estimated that they will not dare to enter my extreme west again in the short term. Moreover, this morning, the sect master ordered the sect disciples not to enter the spirit kingdom without permission, and all the disciples stepped up their cultivation. ”

The two talked for a long time in the air, and after inviting Yang Sheng to drink tea in his small courtyard, Wang Han didn't go to the sect and turned back to the top of the buffalo herd.

I thought as I flew with a heavy heart. It shouldn't be, according to what Yang Sheng said, there are still three elders in the sect, and the sect master is also in the sect, these four powerhouses are the heavenly pillars of the Little Fire Sect, why do you need the three hall masters to bring their disciples to go shopping.

Moreover, although the Li royal family is strong, but after the three strong ones are broken, the sect master can take advantage of the victory to pursue, why should he order to restrain the disciples, Wang Han was a little at a loss.

The whole incident revealed a lot of irrationality, but there was no strong evidence to see clearly.

When he arrived in the small courtyard, he put these things behind him, and learned from Li Lao to put a tea table in the courtyard, and after making a pot of tea and drinking it, he was ready to practice alone, but at this moment, a sharp cry sounded from outside the courtyard.

"Xiaobai!"