Changing the norm, Meng Yanyu directly knelt on the ground and bowed: "Meet the master!" An ordinary disciple of the Sword Sect, it is a great fortune to be able to worship under the innate master, not to mention that he is still the first on the list of people in the previous session, and Lelang Daoming, who created a single-edged sword path, is in charge of people. If you are someone else, you will bow your head and never procrastinate.

Accept Meng Yanyu, why not selfishly? But the innate qualifications are definitely enough to worship the beginners, and after a long time, treating each other with true affection will naturally add a big help.

Although it is one thing to know that the qualifications are good, but why Meng Yanyu has cultivated for so long and there has been no progress is what he should solve.

"Good apprentice, get up, let the teacher see why your cultivation is not smooth. ”

Meng Yanyu is respectful, although Bu Qianhuai is rumored to be cruel, but he also has a young apprentice, and the recent construction of water conservancy in Lelang Road has been fully handed over to that apprentice to complete, so it can be seen that Bu Qianhuai treats his apprentice well. got up and walked in front of Qianhuai, and Bu Qianhuai directly put his right hand on Meng Yanyu's shoulder, and Zhenyuan penetrated and slowly wandered around.

Zhenyuan wandered around Bu Qianhuai and did not feel anything unusual, but because of his majesty, he did not make a sound, but continued carefully and gently. After two full laps, Bu Qianhuai realized that something was wrong. Chu Wu also penetrated the dantian in order to turn into true qi, and there was indeed no problem with a special inspection of the dantian, but the problem was not the dantian or the meridian martial arts, but the problem of Meng Yanyu's own bones. The bones are quite solid in this form, and they are completely different from the ordinary bone forging realm, even if they are in the acquired realm, they may not have such tough bones.

After directly throwing out some points inquiry, Bu Qianhuai also nodded with satisfaction. Seeing such an expression, Meng Yanyu also knew that the master knew why, looked at Bu Qianhuai and withdrew his hand, and saluted directly: "Please make the matter of Yanyu clear to the master." ”

"Buildable materials!" A sentence showed a hint, although it was not his own pursuit to find the answer, but this sentence let him know that he had a way out: "Your bones are different from ordinary people, so the method of forging bones is even slower." When the forging of bones is over, the energy in the bones will spread throughout the body, and when it is over, it will soar into the sky! The people of the Slanting Sun Sword Dao are dull, and the pearl is covered with dust. But I won't!"

Hearing this comment, Meng Yanyu only felt a sense of comfort and went straight to the heavenly spirit, and his long-cherished wish for many years came to an end. If it is other congenitals, he only believes in seven or eight points, but Bu Qianhuai worships under the top congenital door, and his vision is absolutely not wrong!

"Recently, the world has been in turmoil, and the master is going to do something, and when he comes back, he will officially teach you martial arts. Let these two take you to the hiding place first. ”

"Yes, Master, have a good trip!"

When the words fell, Bu Qianhuai disappeared directly, and the two waved their hands: "Second young master, please come with me." ”

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The clouds are thick, but there is no ray of sunshine in the daytime, and the haze is not only in the sky, but also in the heart of the world. This battle is the decision that will determine the Central Plains in the future, whether it is the fall of a dynasty or the decline of the sword world.

Bu Qianhuai did not participate in this grand occasion, but quietly touched into the embroidery house, and the current embroidery house is really empty. Because all the coercion is gathered in the palace. Feng Chaoyang also knew that some people had ideas about the Embroidery Mansion, and the 'One Finger of Heaven and Earth' that he wrote halfway through was also lost and disappeared. But now that there is a sharper sword hanging over his head, who still estimates what will happen in the future? Besides, his martial arts are suitable for others? Therefore, Feng Chaoyang can only concentrate on this great battle that can be said to be a catastrophe.

The incomparable coercion did not slow down the pace of Bu Qianhuai, and the eight supernatural powers expanded, feeling everything in the Embroidery Mansion, but he shook his head, not to mention the books of the 'Crazy Demon Incident', there were not even a few scrolls. flipped through it casually, and directly took a breath of secretion.

"It seems that such secret things can only be in the palace. Inexplicably, a red light flashed in his eyes, and a strange vision opened. Since it was the last battle, the Ling Dynasty naturally poured out its troops, leaving only a few scattered stragglers and embroidered clothes in the southwest, waiting for the Ling Dynasty to summon or as a backhand to assist the prince to establish a new dynasty. And Zheng Wen was transferred into the palace to prepare for a fierce battle, naturally, this distance is enough to talk to Zheng Wen.

'The world will fall apart at the time of the great war, find out the truth about the mad demon, and give up all other goals!'

The red light in Zheng Wen's eyes just flew quickly, and the thoughts of the embroidery colleagues next to him were all on the big battle, so they naturally didn't pay attention to Zheng Wen's fleeting vision.

'Respect the Lord's life, even if you hear death!'

Zheng Wen has been absolutely dishonest in the palace recently, and has sent secret agents for a long time to buy eunuchs to inquire about many things, so he naturally knows about these secret places. And the Spirit Emperor has always been in the palace, so naturally he doesn't dare to leave there. But today, when thousands of swords gather in the world and level the Ling Dynasty, Zheng Wen's opportunity has come. Feeling the disaster of war outside, Zheng Wen also left with an excuse. After all, there are many excuses to leave, whether it is going out to assassinate or assist, no one will be suspicious.

The surrounding fight was in full swing, and the sword qi was horizontal, and Zheng Wen was all the way into an extremely secret library. The library looks old, but the floor looks unusually clean in some places. After investigating left and right, Zheng Wen gently ran Zhenyuan to push open one of the bookcases, and then slowly groped very cautiously, after all, there are so many local organs that cannot be guarded against, but there are no organs at the end, but a small bookcase, on which are placed dozens of books brought from the Imperial Capital Road. Zheng Wen didn't talk nonsense and directly began to check them one by one, and sure enough, one of the volumes recorded the 'mad demon incident'. There are not many volumes, there are only twelve volumes in total, and each volume is shocking and secretive, Zheng Wen can't control too much, so he takes them all away.

"Sure enough, there are people who want to steal royal secrets!"

A sound sounded from behind, Zheng Wen directly included in the scroll and baggage, and when he turned around, he saw an old eunuch, whose figure was a little rickety, but the momentum around him was extremely cold, which made people shudder.

"I have been ordered by His Majesty to take these scrolls and the hands of the three princes. Who are you, dare to intercept this official!"

Zheng Wen is worthy of being an old fritter, and naturally knows that he can't be nervous, otherwise it will be difficult to be good today.

"Joke! Die!" the old eunuch did not talk nonsense, but was like a ghost, and came straight to him.

"Imperial Gas!"

"It's too late to rebel and die!"

Zheng Wen immediately informed Bu Qianhuai that dissent was as easy to use as a phone call at a distance, and this kind of message transmission naturally needed to be tight. And Bu Qianhuai, who knew that the mission goal was in hand but was hindered by the imperial qi, was not distressed about the gold card, and directly drew one out of it.