When Wei Ping walked out of the right hall, he was a little dizzy, and was blown by the cold wind outside the hall, how could he feel like he was being fooled?

There are still nine and six merit points on the jade card of the sect, no matter what the middle-aged beauty says, she will never let go, it is specially reserved for Xiao Pixiu, although it is only enough to buy three jade dew pills, but it is also a heart, it is better than not buying?

Glancing at the wind-wrinkled Yousehu Lake, he turned around and walked towards the white marble ladder, and went down to the first hall, and suddenly remembered the Leng Yan senior sister who was teasing him in his mind, and couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, fortunately, what he was going to at this time was the pharmacy hall, not the library hall.

Except for the small riot where the "star figures" arrived, there were no twists and turns, Wei Ping walked out of the pharmacy under the gaze of various eyes, a little uncomfortable, people are really afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong!

The Falling Sky Sword flew out of the ancestral aperture, and Xiao Pixiu roared like a cat smelling fishy, "Little Pixiu wants to eat the Gyokuro Pill, give it to me!"

took out the jade dew pill porcelain vase from the Naxu ring and held it high in his hand, Wei Ping deliberately teased Xiao Pixiu, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't give it, don't give it!"

Little Pixiu first stretched out a hand, jumped up and grabbed it, and found that he couldn't grab it and immediately changed his moves, his little face was wrinkled, the dark clouds were thick, and he said with a cry: "Don't give it to Little Pixiu, Little Pixiu will cry to you!"

Wei Ping was not threatened by him, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he laughed: "Come, cry to the young master!"

Little Pixiu pouted, and cried out, Douda's tears fell down as if he didn't want money, and he cried and shouted: "Xiao Pingping bullied Little Pixiu, Little Pixiu won't follow you, Little Pixiu wants to go back to Iron Oak Peak, little Pixiu wants to go back to Iron Oak Peak......"

The crying was loud, attracting disdainful glances from the disciples in front of the hall, and bullying children was nothing.

Wei Ping immediately surrendered with both hands, and said with a wry smile: "Oh, here you go! I'm afraid of you." ”

Xiao Pixiu immediately rained and sunny, smiling, who knew that the Yulu Pill porcelain bottle in his hand was snatched by Wei Ping again, and his mouth was pouted, this time he was going to really cry.

Wei Ping moved quickly, opened the bottle cap, poured out one and put it in his hand, and said apologetically: "This time I bought less, only three, you eat one at a time, you can eat it three times, next time young master, I will buy you more!"

Xiao Pixiu looked at the lost and recovered Gyokuro Pill in his hand, although there was only one, but when he heard Wei Ping's words, he reluctantly nodded at his difficulty, threw the Gyokuro Pill into his mouth, squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose, and his little face was satisfied.

Wei Ping looked at Xiao Pixiu, and felt a little, God is really a little unfair! When they first met, Xiao Pixiu was still a heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapon, and he ate six Seven Treasure Tree white fruits in Luofu Cave Heaven, and when he woke up, he had broken through to the Xuan-level high-grade magic weapon, and the heavenly moat of the spiritual weapon to ascend the magic weapon was completely absent to him.

Then I ate nine jade dew pills, ate, slept and slept, and then promoted to the heaven-level low-grade magic weapon, at this time, this one was eaten, as soon as the aura was absorbed, it was immediately a heaven-level middle grade, and there were still two left, isn't it a heaven-level high-grade?

This promotion speed is too unreasonable, worthy of being a former half-immortal soldier!

I don't know if the magic weapon to ascend to the half-immortal soldier's big moat will be so easy?

Xiao Pixiu licked the jade dew pill in his mouth, accompanied Wei Ping to the side hall of the book pavilion, and when he saw that he was going in, his little face wrinkled, and then he turned into a falling sword and flew into the ancestral aperture, what is good about reading a book, it is better to sleep.

Walking into the side hall of the Book Pavilion, walking around in the huge bookshelves stacked on top of each other, Wei Ping wanted to find a book about the ancient seal style, shooting up and down, left and right, his eyes were dazzled, and finally found a copy of "Ancient Seal Interpretation Characters" in the vast sea of books, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I found a corner and sat cross-legged, and when I saw that there was no one on the left and right, I took out the "Tiandun Sword Technique" from the Naxu Ring, and turned the yellowed pages, which were impressively ancient seals. At a glance, there are only two or three words to know, but I don't dare to confirm whether the words I know with him are the same meaning, this is the reason why he has not learned the Tiandun swordsmanship, how to learn without knowing the words?

Then take out the pen and ink from the study from the Naxu ring, compare the ancient seal to interpret the characters, and write the annotations word by word in the blank space, the words are written crookedly, which is very ugly!

The brush is very difficult to write, it is very laborious, if only there was a gel pen, the pen will also do!

The left leg of the ancient seal body deciphers the characters, the right leg of the heavenly escape swordsmanship, Wei Ping lowered his head and worked hard to write, until noon to finish annotating a thin fragment, straightened up and clicked.

Put away the pen and ink and fragments, put back the ancient seal to solve the characters, Wei Ping Yujian returned to the house Qishi Courtyard, and spent an afternoon memorizing the Tiandun sword technique, in addition to the purpose of the opening introduction, the following paragraph is the most important:

"The spirit sword box is hidden, and the gathering is full of Taoism.

The sword heart is unstoppable, and the divine fate is ineffective.

The three-foot sword of justice, the evil is stationed in the imperial capital.

The Soul Hall of the Bundle is bright in all directions.

The clouds are heavy and the sky will rain, and the sword is sounding.

The Huanghuang Seven Star Text shines on the three days of soldiers.

The dragon is a thing, and the sense of qi is loud.

The dragon often thinks about it, and the jumping box is uneven.

This sword is in the world, and the hundred demons are in the form together.

Treacherous and demonic, fearful and terrifying.

Try to shoot at the stars and moon, and the divine light will shoot the netherworld.

There will never be a thought in the world, but the soldiers of the world can be rested. ”

While understanding behind his back, at the same time there was a doubt in his heart, only sword tricks, no sword moves?

He faintly felt that this sword technique echoed Haoran's righteous qi technique, but he couldn't enter the door, and he didn't get anything after thinking about it, but it was normal, the Tiandun sword technique was the supreme sword technique, if he had some enlightenment in one night, he would think it was fake?

Running in the morning to practice Lei Yin boxing, sitting cross-legged in the afternoon to practice Haoran Zhengqi, evening to comprehend the Tiandun swordsmanship, Zuo Youyou to take care of three meals a day, Wei Ping's life is simple and fulfilling, and he is constantly strong, except for the occasional interval when he thinks of the hibiscus, a little melancholy, and then he is pressed in the deepest part of his heart.

Defeat Gong Wei and retrieve the hibiscus!

Summer goes to autumn, autumn is high and refreshing, one night on the moon on the branches of the jacaranda tree, Wei Ping participated in the Tiandun swordsmanship to dizziness, in a trance, those ancient seal characters floated up like tadpoles, rotated into a circle, fell down, he staggered and fell down, his forehead was attached to the page.

As if in a dream, the soul entered a dim space, there was no heaven or earth, only a bright Yellow River flowing slowly in the distance, flowing very slowly, if you don't pay attention to it, it seems to be still.

The hazy yellow light came from afar, illuminating the boundless space, and a wisp of a fleeting figure stood in it, with its back to him, sensing that he was coming, and suddenly soared into the air, and the three-foot sword in the box on his back came out of the sheath with a sonorous sound, and shot down obliquely, like a comet, the light was dazzling.

『Reading the Sword - Alien Sword』

He naturally knew the name of this sword, followed by the second sword, the trajectory was unbelievable, and the third sword was simple, but a simple sword could split the heavens and the earth!

He was shocked, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he had opened his eyes, was it a dream?

The next night, he repeatedly consulted and realized that he was dizzy, his head was swollen, and his headache was splitting, but he was not allowed to enter the door. The third, fourth, and fifth days were still the same, a month and two months, and in the third month, he was a little disheartened, and when he was not pressing, he entered the dim space again in a trance.

The wisp of the figure repeated the sword, and the movements were exactly the same.

Finding a way, Wei Ping was ecstatic, and in the following days, he practiced martial arts in the morning, cultivated in the afternoon, and entered the dusk space at night, and then learned swords.

Time flies, Penglai Immortal Island is coming!