If there are cultivators above the micro-realm, overlooking the Huailuo Plain from above the Nine Heavens, they will find that its shape is like a teapot placed in the center of the Great Zhou, the handle is the Huaishui that meanders from north to south, and the spout is the Luo River flowing from west to east.

The group of Panlong Academy, at this time, was walking along the Luo River on the road through the Huailuo Plain, and waited until everyone crossed the Huaishui, which was the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the best place in the world, Shengjing City.

However, this journey did not go smoothly, mainly because a sloppy middle-aged man was added halfway.

Without knowing the roots, because Zhong Li was not sure that he would win the battle alone, he had to let Zhao Xifeng maintain his combat strength, and Cao Xiaojian began to help everyone practice in his own unique way.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Xifeng was anxious in his eyes, after all, the main purpose of his trip was to enter Beijing to save his father, and if it weren't for Zhong Li telling him that Mi Yunwei would never sit idly by and watch Zhao Wu have an accident, and there has always been a secret channel to convey the news of Kyoto to Zhong Li at this time, Zhao Xifeng would have turned his face and chased people away.

But despite this, the cultivation level of several students in Panlong Academy is indeed improving at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the first one is Dong Erfat.

Dong Erpang's cultivation method is very straightforward, just like his human being, whether it is in the spirit or in the body, he only pursues pure strength, and if he wants to gain strength, what he must do is to conquer power.

With the blessing of the two stele talismans at the same time, the effect of Dong Erpang's daily practice, just as Cao Xiaojian said and promised, did half the work, and in just seven days, he had already consolidated the realm of the early stage of the agreement, and the hegemony and body decision he cultivated by himself also faintly showed signs of breakthrough.

It was Gu Qingyuan, as the most recognized cultivator genius in the entire Panlong Town, among the younger generation, the earliest teenager to enter the consensual period, in the process of confronting the chaotic rune, he obtained more benefits than Dong Erfat! It seems that the chaotic rune is just a piece of waste paper, but if you look closely, you can also find that its expression is much more serious than before when pulling the cart forward, and every time you rest, fine beads of sweat still keep pouring out in the cold northern winter.

And how strong Gu Qingyuan is now, until the tenth day when the chaotic rune was hanging on his body, it finally began to appear.

On that day, Dong Erpang completely consolidated the realm of the early stage of the agreement, and looked for Gu Qingyuan, who had just finished pulling the wheel, with great interest, and said that he wanted to have a discussion, and until the point, Gu Qingyuan was of course unwilling, but he couldn't help it, so he agreed, probably because he was disturbed when he was unhappy with his rest, so he didn't keep his hand.

As a result, after just one meal, Dong Erpang fell four or five times, wrestling is not terrible, the terrible thing is that he doesn't even know how he fell!

Just when Dong Erfa was dizzy and inexplicably sat down to eat, he found that Gu Qingyuan's back was impressively pasted with that chaotic rune!

In other words, Gu Qingyuan only exerted half of his strength at most!

The rest of the people looked at each other in horror, barely believing their eyes.

"Hey, I said Fengzi, did you say you could win the little bookbag?" Dong Erpang stretched his head next to Zhao Xifeng and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Xifeng snorted coldly and said, "I cut all the left sacrifices of the White Sea, will I lose to him?"

Dong Erpang smiled and said, "Then you go up, get me back face." ”

Zhao Xifeng's face changed slightly, and he stopped talking.

However, just when Gu Dong and the others were improving their cultivation day by day, Sun Wenzhen was losing weight day by day.

He hadn't taken it off since he had put the talisman on the placket that day, and of course, he hadn't succeeded in pulling the carriage once.

Three days after this point-to-point competition, the group walked from the "spout" of the Huailuo Plain to the position of the "pothole", and the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.

The hills are like waves, and the wilderness is like the sea.

After a gust of north wind blowing hundreds of miles of dry grass, Dong Erpang and Cao Xiaojian, who were pulling the cart, stopped at the same time, feeling the openness and magnificence of the mountains and rivers.

Cao Xiaojian was excited, took out two beautiful sword flowers in the air with the long sword behind his waist with the scabbard, inserted them into the frozen soil under his feet, and then sat in front of the sword, used the long sword as the back of the chair, leaned on comfortably, and as if magic, took out the broken gourd that had been thrown into the Luohe River by him from his arms, raised his head and drank the wine, and shouted: "Such a beautiful scenery, magnificent!

Everyone looked back at the carriage, Jian Zhongli nodded slowly, and had to get out of the car and set up camp.

At this moment, Cao Xiaojian patted his ass and got up again, laughed into the carriage and said: "Brother Wenzhen, I will only do the next thing once, if you can't break through the heart barrier, then tear off the broken talisman and make an ordinary agreement." ”

Anyway, regardless of whether there was a reaction in the carriage, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, flew up, and slashed at Lang Lang Blue Sky with a sword!

With this sword, the heavens and the earth change color, and the sea is easy!

Next, Cao Xiaojian indulged in the sword on the Qianli Plain, in fact, it is expected to be a sword, it is better to say that it is a sword dance, except for the first sword that wants to open the sky, the rest of the time did not use the Yuan Ling, just wantonly swayed, such as a poet drinking under the moon, such as a scholar who wields wild grass, the posture is handsome and chic, if there is an immortal who comes into the world, he will be ashamed of himself!

After being shocked by the cultivation of the original sword, several people from the Panlong Academy who were watching on the side gradually danced with this man who called himself Cao Xiaojian, as if all the unbelievable and loving parting in their hearts were broken with a dance and slashed with a sword!

With the sound of "Cangchang", the long sword returned to the sheath, Cao Xiaojian returned to a prodigal appearance, sat down leaning on the scabbard, and said lazily: "Cultivation is happiness, decisiveness, Brother Sun's talent is a hundred times better than mine, if you can pass this level, the future is unlimited, in the end, it is just a step inside and outside the door." ”

In the carriage, Sun Wenzhen, who had been silent for more than ten days, muttered for a long time, suddenly smiled, staggered out of the carriage, weakly held the wheel, looked at Cao Xiaojian, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Xiaojian, I understand." ”

Cao Xiaojian smiled slightly and nodded.

Who knows, Sun Wenzhen continued: "I realize, everyone has their own way, I am me, since I haven't figured out the way you taught for so many days, then I still have to use my own method to solve it." ”

The chaotic charm explodes inch by inch!