"Senior Brother Feng......" Gu Jingyin trembled and took out the jade bottle, poured out two snow-white elixirs, and was about to stuff them into Feng Jin's mouth.

But Feng Jin's lips froze and he couldn't move.

She put the elixir into her mouth, melted it in her mouth, and then leaned over to cross the elixir liquid into Feng Jin's mouth.

"Senior Sister Gu!" Zhang Tian let out a loud sigh, his heart like a knife.

Gu Jingyin ignored it, lying beside Feng Jin, staring directly at Feng Jin's white face.

Feng Jin was motionless, without any abnormality.

She held Feng Jin's wrist tightly, desperately trying to get into it, but his body was like a piece of dead wood, and he couldn't get into it at all.

He's completely dead!

Even if there is a living pill, it can't be saved!

"Senior Brother Feng...... ，...... I hurt me!" Gu Jingyin held his cold hand tightly and muttered, choking up after saying a word.

Self-blame was like a sharp knife wringing her heart, making her gasp in pain, and the green tendons of Feng Jin's jade hand were raised.

She slowly curled up and curled up into a ball and lay on Feng Jin's chest, listening to his heart that was no longer beating.

Zhang Tian couldn't be jealous, and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Gu, how is Feng Jin?"

Gu Jingyin was completely immersed in her own world of grief, she couldn't hear the outside talking, leaning on Feng Jin's arms, and what she recalled in her mind was the happy times of the past.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Tianfang turned his head to look at Song Yunge, and hesitated: "No...... It's not going to be dead, is it?"

Hearing the word "death", Gu Jingyin woke up suddenly, suddenly turned her eyes, and stared at her with wide eyes: "Senior Brother Feng can't die!"

Zhang Tianfang hesitated: "Then ...... him"

Gu Jingyin said loudly: "He just fell asleep!"

"I don't think his face is right, I'm afraid it's ......," Zhang Tian said.

As a master of the Outer Heavens, the distance between him and Feng Jin was enough to hear his breathing and heartbeat clearly, and at this time, Feng Jin's breathing and heartbeat were gone.

He shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity...... , in order to break through the realm, it is really extreme!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, please leave!" Gu Jingyin heard him say this about Feng Jin, and immediately felt that he couldn't say it, and didn't want to see him again.

Zhang Tianfang said: "Senior Sister Gu, I'm telling the truth, he is doing his own death, and I can't complain about others, let alone you!"

Seeing Feng Jin die, he was inexplicably relieved, feeling light and inexplicably happy.

Although there was still a faint hint of emptiness, the opponent died suddenly, and this way of death made him feel unreal.

"Blame me!" Gu Jingyin gritted her teeth, tears falling from her eyes.

Song Yunge walked over and pressed Feng Jin's chest.

Gu Jingyin glared at him fiercely.

It was he who hurt Senior Brother Feng, and it was also Song Yunge!

Song Yunge said: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Feng can't die!"

"Haha!" Zhang Tianfang shook his head and laughed: "It's all like this, and you still say that you can't die, Xiao Song, you also have the ability to open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

He shook his head: "It seems that you are not only thick-skinned, but also good enough at lying!"

Song Yunge pressed Feng Jin's heart and closed his eyes.

After a while, he slowly ascended with both hands, from the heart to the throat, to the center of the eyebrows, to Baihui, and then rolled down the back of Baihui, turning him on his side.

Gu Jingyin saw him so solemn, she didn't stop him, but stared at him.

Zhang Tianfang approached and reached out to press Song Yunge's shoulder: "Don't pretend!"

"Stop him!" Song Yunge said with his eyes closed.

Gu Jingyin hurriedly stretched out her hand to block Zhang Tianfang.

Zhang Tianfang reluctantly withdrew: "Senior Sister Gu, how can you listen to him...... I used to think he was loyal, but now I know he's a shameless liar!"

"Bang!" Song Yunge pinched the crane's beak with his right hand, and gently pecked a certain part of Feng Jin's back spine, making a heavy hammer drumming sound.

This blow is the secret technique of the Demon Gate, called Dripping Heavenly Marrow, which is the root of this set of realm-breaking methods.

I don't know the technique of this drop of heavenly marrow, using this method is to find death, and with a drop of heavenly marrow, you can survive in death, and rejuvenate the yang, so as to turn silkworms into butterflies.

"Poof!" Feng Jin suddenly spit out a bloody arrow, Huo opened his eyes, and burst out with a compelling essence.

Zhang Tianfang was startled and took a step back.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Gu Jingyin threw herself into his arms and overwhelmed him at once.

Feng Jin hugged her tightly and smiled.

Although he was motionless and almost dead, he could clearly feel what was happening outside, like a man trapped in ice.

"Bang bang......" Feng Jin's body began to sound inside, and a bright light burst out from the center of his eyebrows and shot straight into the sky.

Immediately a white rainbow fell, brighter than the hazy moonlight.

Bai Hong turned into a small sword and inserted it into his Baihui acupoint, and then the small sword at the center of his eyebrows began to rotate, and the pattern became dense.

"Hahahaha......" Feng Jin laughed.

Gu Jingyin embarrassedly let go of her arms, got out of his arms, stood up straight, and straightened her scattered sideburns with a red face.

Feng Jin slowly floated, stood up straight with his feet, and laughed: "Haha!

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Feng. Song Yunge smiled.

"Haha......" Feng Jin patted Song Yunge's shoulder hard, knowing that this time it was all up to Song Yunge.

He looked at Gu Jingyin again, shook his head and smiled: "Senior Sister Gu, you are making me so miserable!"

Gu Jingyin smiled skillfully: "It's all Senior Brother Song's idea!"

Song Yunge looked at Zhang Tianfang with a smile: "Zhang Shichang?"

Zhang Tianfang looked at Feng Jin with a complicated expression.

He is also the peak of the sword master, and he has been stuck at this threshold for a long time, so he is on par with Feng Jin.

But after today, the status of the two is different, and Feng Jin has already become a sword venerable.

There are eight realms outside the sky, and one realm is more difficult than the other.

It is difficult for a swordsman to become a sword master, it is even more difficult for a sword master to become a sword master, and it is even more difficult for a sword master to become a saint.

The masters of the heavens and the earth are distributed like piles of sand.

Among the 10,000 Heavenly Masters, there may be 9,000 swordsmen, 900 sword masters, 90 sword honorians, 90 sword masters, nine sword masters, and one sword marquis, and not even one above the sword marquis.

From the Sword Master to the Sword Venerable, it can be said that one step has been on the road for one day, two completely different worlds.

Feng Jin smiled and said: "Zhang Tianfang, you came to see me lively, to see how I died, but I didn't expect me to become a sword venerable instead, right?"

"Good luck, admire!" Zhang Tian clenched his fists, turned his head to Gu Jingyin and said, "Senior Sister Gu, I'll go first." ”

Gu Jingyin's cold jaw.

Through today's incident, she had doubts about Zhang Tianfang's character and decided to avoid him.

"Haha...... Let's go, if you don't wake up today, you won't return!" Feng Jin laughed, picked up Gu Jingyin and left, turned his head to Song Yunge and said, "Yunge, you go buy wine, don't buy expensive ones!"

Song Yunge smiled and nodded.

At this time, Feng Jin still didn't want to pay for wine by himself, he was really stingy.

——

In the back garden of Feng Jin's Shichang Mansion, the bright moon was in the sky, and Song Yunge, Feng Jin and Gu Jingyin were sitting at the stone table in the garden.

"Yunge, I'm finally relieved now. Feng Jin took the wine glass and drank it all, and said with a smile: "I can raise my eyebrows!"

Jian Zun is the first level of the master, and he is already outstanding among the chiefs, and he is the number one.

Song Yunge smiled and took a sip of wine: "Congratulations, senior brother." ”

He knew that Feng Jin's wish was to become a Sword Venerable as soon as possible, and only by becoming a Sword Venerable could he have the power to protect himself in Daluo City.

If you don't become a sword venerable, it is very dangerous in Daluo City.

"Alas...... , thanks to you. Feng Jin shook his head.

He knew that Song Yunge was extremely critical in his back, as if a clear spring was poured into his eyebrows, and he instantly realized the first form of the fast sword technique that he couldn't understand.

This is by no means an ordinary technique, but a miracle.

But he didn't ask much.

Song Yunge smiled: "Senior brother, you can't be ruthless, I can't help it, the key is yourself." ”

Feng Jin said with a smile: "There is no next time, I actually colluded with Jing Yin and played me around!"

He looked at Gu Jingyin, who was sitting on the side pouring wine.

The breakup before scared me, and now I still have palpitations when I think about it.

Gu Jingyin smiled like a flower, and snorted: "It was he who forced me and asked me if I wanted you to enter the Sword Venerable, I hesitated at first, and he forced me again and again, so I could only agree." ”

Feng Jin shook his head: "What nonsense,...... Yun Ge, you are also a sword master now, do you have any thoughts about the future?"

"Let's see if we can do it for a long time. Song Yunge said.

Feng Jin stopped at the half-empty silver cup, frowned and sighed: "It's difficult...... Difficult!"

The sword master is a prerequisite for the chief, and there must be a vacancy for the chief.

It is difficult to vacate the position of the chief of the Vermilion Bird Guard, unlike the danger of Xuanwu Wei, and the probability of the loss of the chief of the Vermilion Bird Guard is not large.

Even if there is a long vacancy, it will not be Yun Ge's turn, and many sword masters have waited for several years and made a lot of contributions.

After all, Song Yunge has been in the Four Spirit Guards for a short time, he doesn't have enough accumulation, and he doesn't have enough credit.

Even if you kill the Demon Lord first and then kill the Demon Venerable, the credit is huge, but after all, it is only two credits.

The rest of the sword masters have never made such a big achievement, but after accumulating small achievements, they are still far superior to him.

Song Yunge drank it all and sighed softly.

Everyone wants to do the position of the chief, and the competition is fierce, and it is not so easy to get.

Everyone is staring, so there is no way to cheat for personal gain, and the disciples of the six major sects are no exception, and they are counted according to merit.

"If it doesn't work, let's go to Xuanwuwei. Song Yunge said.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Jin's face changed slightly.

Gu Jingyin nodded hurriedly: "Don't have this idea, Xuanwuwei can't go!"

Xuanwu Wei is responsible for guarding the city, not to mention standing on the wall all day long, the wind and rain are exposed to the sun, and the danger is also first-class, even more dangerous than the White Tiger Guard.

The White Tiger Guard is responsible for taking the initiative to attack out of the city, and can move as appropriate, and the situation is not good.

But Xuanwu Wei is different, Tianmei can only take his life to block the attack, and he can't retreat a step.

Among the four spirit guards, the loss rate of Xuanwu Wei is the highest.

Like a wizard such as Mei Ying, Vermilion Bird Wei has no position, and he only dares to go to the White Tiger Guard to be a leader, but he does not dare to go to the Xuanwu Guard.

Zhuo Xiaowan didn't even go to other guards at all, as a sword venerable, he was just an ordinary guard, and he couldn't be an official.

Song Yunge said: "I don't want to wait here, Vermilion Bird's credit is not so good." ”

"You're different. Feng Jin said.

Song Yunge knew that he was referring to the Qi Technique, shook his head and said, "It's also difficult,...... Let's take one step at a time. ”

"It's okay, you can't rush it, it's best to follow the trend. Feng Jin is now satisfied, no longer obsessed with meritorious service, and just wants to keep it.

After becoming a Sword Venerable, as long as you fight steadily and slowly sharpen, you will eventually be able to reach the Sword Master.

He has a clear understanding of his qualifications, and he does not expect anything higher, and his desire is to become a sword master.

——

In the early morning, a round of red sun sprayed thousands of golden rays.

"Bang!" Mei Rui pushed open the courtyard door, entered the courtyard angrily, and saw Mei Ying slowly scribbling with a sword, and snorted angrily: "Little sister, why do you want to help Song Yunge make meritorious contributions?"

Mei Ying shook her head helplessly, put away her sword and returned it to its sheath, came to the small pavilion next to her and sat down, and wiped her forehead with a snow handkerchief: "Where did you get such a big anger, big brother, sit down and talk." ”

"If you don't help me get angry, how can you help him!" Mei Rui snorted.

"Because he became the master of the sword," Mei Ying pursed her lips and smiled: "Big brother thinks that he can't beat him, and there is no hope for revenge?"

"If it weren't for your help, how could he become a sword master?!" Mei Rui was indignant.

"Whether I help him or not, he can become a sword master, or even a sword saint, in short, big brother, don't compete with him!"

"Could it be that I lost two million taels of silver in vain?!" Mei Rui said dissatisfiedly: "Little sister, your elbow can't be turned out!"

He didn't understand Xiaomei's thoughts, he was obviously an opponent, how could he help!

There was a knock on the door, and Lu Zheng said outside: "Shi Chang, Song Yunge sent a box of things, and asked me to hand it over to Shi Chang personally." ”