Early in the morning of the second day.

Chu Yanbai had already recovered eighty or ninety percent, prepared some herbs to soothe qi and relieve pain, and instructed the medicine boy to boil, and the maid sent it to Ye Luo's couch and served him to drink.

The years are unforgiving, his body is not as endurable as when he was young, and his waist bones are still a little faintly painful, so he also drank a bowl of it.

During the first round of the annual festival, Ye Luo thought that even a maggot villain like Chai Lang was helpless and helpless, how could he break into the Yu Palace, assassinate the Yu Emperor dog thief, and complete his revenge?

Crazy, crazy......

Every morning before the rooster crows, Ye Luo has already carried Long Yuan and practiced swords in front of a broken wooden house in the backyard of Chu Mansion.

The wind blew, rolling up the withered leaves in the sky, the sword qi attacked people, and the heaven and earth were full of cold and murderous intentions. Ye Luo drew his sword, staring at the sycamore tree in front of him, curling a ball of sword flowers, and the sword flew by, falling countless deep sword marks.

The sweat on his body was dripping, and the sweat turned into wisps of frost floating in the cold night, and Luo Jian seventy-two styles, living up to his intentions, and going to the next level.

I am also familiar with most of the moves on "Falling Goose Spectrum", and I can always comprehend some subtleties when I think about the sword.

In the middle of the night, people have settled down.

The Xuanshi door was slowly pushed open, and his steps were heavy and light, and he jumped up the stairs and stepped into the fourth floor in a blink of an eye.

"It's coming!"

"Well, Grandpa Yi, Luo'er is puzzled to solve!"

Yi Laoyong lay lazily on the crystal glass, as if the cloud qi flowed into the body, and then floated out, his eyes widened and his mouth pursed.

"Tell me about it. Yi Lao suddenly jumped in front of him, his eyes on his body, and circled around.

Snorted and frowned.

"How can there be filth, where have you been?"

Ye Luo panicked, this old man is so profound?

Then he snickered and hung on his lips. Although the old man is not as steady as his master, he has a kind of ghost wit beyond his age, as long as he earnestly practices his Qimen Dunjia technique, he will definitely be able to learn his other martial arts, and after diligent cultivation, he will definitely grow faster than his own death, and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Last night, I encountered a black shadow manipulating ghosts, and I was seriously injured by the Yin corpse's exorcism technique. ”

Yi Lao was dumbfounded, his fingers rolled up his sleeves and put them on his pulse, the pulse seemed calm, it was okay, and he calmed down.

He opened his mouth and muttered: "There is still this kind of evil art on the rivers and lakes! In the previous dynasty, the demonic path was prosperous, and the disciples were cruel by nature, killing those people who did not enter the demonic path, and the people were resentful and grieving. So the Wei Kingdom united with the Mausoleum, benefited the two countries, and joined forces with the three factions to enter the Demon Emperor City, and stuffed the Demon Dao Patriarch into a pot of blood oil and boiled it, and the people of the world no longer dared to mention and practice. The Demon Emperor City, the land of Pingchuan, eight hundred miles north of Wei Kingdom, has since become a ruin. Only a few jackdaw night foxes are infested, and those who get lost and step into it will also die mysteriously and turn into white bone skeletons, most likely because of the cold poison of those yin corpses. ”

Ye Luo exclaimed: "Ah, I have heard this kind of treacherous rumor when I was in Cisse, and I regarded it as a strange thing, as a pastime, and thought it was a compilation of the oral tradition of the storyteller, for the amusement of the squire!"

Ye Luo took a step closer and took out the yellow scroll from his arms.

Zhang closed half of it, flipped it to the puzzled place and handed it to Grandpa Yi.

He pointed to the sword cultivation picture and asked, "Old Master Yi, I don't understand this style of sword move, don't you miss the opportunity, expose the flaws to the opponent, and put yourself in danger?"

Yi Lao grabbed the yellow scroll, paid attention to his expression, and made that posture in the palm of his hand, as soon as the qi machine came out, he felt weak in connection, and his demeanor was a little puzzled, and there was this kind of martial art, he couldn't even practice it himself, frowning, and the palm of his hand was condensed again, and he was sent in one go.

"Wonderful, wonderful, boy, where did you get the good stuff?"

Closing the book, three big characters are reflected in my eyes.

"Falling Goose Spectrum"

Looking at the inside and outside covers, there is no extra word, and I don't know who it is.

Yi Lao flipped through the scroll and waited for Ye Luo's answer in confusion.

"I found this thing in a stone well cave in the empty mountains, and I don't know the details of the situation. ”

"Empty Cangshan?"

"Exactly!"

Yi Lao thought for a while, and couldn't think of a clue, only knew that an attic was built there, and the three Qings were enshrined, and he didn't hear that there were immortals living in seclusion, where did he come from?

"That's it, that's it, the world has changed, it's not decades ago. ”

Ye Luo mastered the key skillfully, and he was skillful in operation, so he learned the Nine Palaces technique of Yi Lao's Qimen Dunjia again, and his face was depressed, but he was still full of interest.

Yi Lao's interest came, and he talked about Yinche again.

"My friendship with your master is not ordinary, we went on a spring outing together, bathed together in the mountain stream and clear spring, and took off naked. Hold your breath together, your stinky old master blew a big bubble with a loud fart, and I almost drowned in the water with laughter. ”

Ye Luo smiled and glanced at him a few times.

Yi Lao was not finished with fun, and continued to say: "Stinky boy, don't be greedy for beauty, your stinky old Taoist master is good at everything, but he was fascinated by that-goods, and listened to some indiscriminate bad words, which caused me to make a big mistake and be a cabinet slave for decades." ”

Ye Luo felt a little pity and sighed: "Master doesn't know where he went, you don't have to stay here, you don't have to take it seriously when you say something angry." I believe that Uncle Chu has no grudges against you, you can go out of the pavilion to walk around the rivers and lakes, and maybe you can hear some news from Master!"

Yi Lao turned around and said with deep eyebrows: "After dozens of years of daylight, my head is white, I don't believe that the stinky old Taoist will be so ruthless, and I won't come to visit in the pavilion." You go back first, and I'm here today, I'm a little tired. ”

Chu Rong'er got up and walked into Ye Luo's house, there was silence, and asked the servant maid, she hadn't seen a human figure, and she didn't know when she would go out.

For a while, there was a commotion in the house, and Chu Liusu called a few government officials who were patrolling outside the door, but they didn't see anyone.

What if a big living person disappeared in an instant?

In front of the dilapidated temple outside Youzhou City, the jujube red horse panted, shook the horse's head, threw out a splash of snot, and raised its front legs, raising a cloud of flying dust.

Stepping into the middle of the temple, a humanoid python in front of you is standing on the platform of the main hall, and the murals around are all flying pythons, moving silver snakes, vivid scales, eyes like hook sickles, breathtaking.

Raised his foot and stepped on a bluestone slab, rumbling, as if triggering the mechanism to implicitly, Ye Luo's face was calm, his eyes were clear, and he listened to the changes in the sounds around him. This kind of hidden weapon is not the first time I have encountered it, and my heart is calm and not panicked.

Countless chain knives flew and stabbed, and the steel was loud, dodging a knife, and inserted into the Shentai wooden offering platform.

Ye Luo twisted his body, like a dragon hidden in the clouds, stretching freely.

Suddenly there was a loud shout: "Not good!"

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